Li Gets Captured

"Is there any particular reason this contact of yours couldn't arrange a more convenient location?" asked Li. She hung off the rusted ladder with one hand, taking a temporary rest-stop whilst Erin, her adventuring companion of some years, continued to clamber upwards.
"Um... air currents," Erin called back down to her, continuing to mumble something about the elemental plane of air and favourable energy overlaps. In truth, she wasn't exactly sure why she felt compelled to lead her friend out here. There definitely was a good reason, she'd remember soon enough.
"You sound like you've been reading my planar handbook and throwing random bits of jargon together, Erin."
"Well it's not much further, just across to the other end of the gantry and we'll be there."
"To hells with this," Li said, drifting past Erin, floating upwards through the air, every so often kicking off the ladder to build speed. "I'd rather burn one spell than ruin my manicure."

How wonderful for you, Erin thought, to be in a position where a few blisters is more trouble than than a flight spell most of us can only dream of being able to cast. She often wondered if Li's magical aptitude had something to do with her unusual planar heritage - the same birthright which had furnished her with the bizarre appearance of snow-white hair, mottled black and white skin, and stubby little horns. When considered alongside her two-foot long tail, skinny like a rat's and with an arrow-tip, Li looked like the lovechild of a succubus who had, for some reason, seduced a zebra.

Erin, in contrast, had been born on the prime material plane, a stigma she had been struggling to rid herself of ever since she found herself in the multiverse's outer reaches, rubbing shoulders with devils, demons, and the souls of the dead. Her brown hair was just above shoulder-length, straight and neat. A career of clambering around rooftops and dungeons made it advantageous for her to keep herself slightly underweight.

"This is it. I think." Erin paced across a narrow walkway onto the flattened apex of a copper-domed roof. She might not have any magic, but she did have the sense of balance that could let her quite happily stroll along the narrow wooden planks without feeling at all concerned about the three hundred foot drop below her. Li alighted next to her on the metal surface.

"I don't like this, Erin. It's too exposed."
"Better than somewhere with shadows for ambushers to skulk in."
"I'm casting 'detect magic'. Don't want to take any chances."
Li murmured the words that completed the spell, blinking her eyes rapidly as her vision blurred and assimilated the new information provided by the detection magic.
"Erin...", she took a step back from her friend, "why am I detecting an ongoing spell from you?"
"What? If I did have a magic effect, it'd have to be you who put it there."
"Shit. It's an enchantment. 'Charm monster', I think."
Li immediately started focussing her own magics, hands fluttering and describing the manual gestures of a dispel effect.

She never got the chance to complete the incantation.

By the time Erin and Li had turned towards the dissipating invisibility effect, the brown-skinned girl who had been hiding beneath its veil was already strafing across the rooftop, circling around the pair in an arc, keeping her distance constant. She skimmed effortlessly over the ribs and struts that supported the metal, hovering a foot above its surface. Li had immediately broken off the dispel, her fingers darting into her spell component pouch and finding the metal bar that served as the material conduit for her favourite paralysis spell.

Erin recognised the brown-skinned girl, Petra, from her encounter with her the previous night. She tried to reason out why she was being so cautious around them, why Li was trying to attack her with a spell. Something in her mind didn't quite feel right, the whole situation was somehow confusing, but she knew she couldn't let Petra come to harm.

"Li! No!", she grabbed her friend's arm, jerking her hand, the fragile energy patterns of the half-completed spell dissipating uselessly as the casting was interrupted. The tiefling girl turned towards her with a look of incredulity on her face, twisting rapidly into a snarl of anger.
"She's our friend, Li! Don't hurt her!" Erin grasped Li by her skinny wrists, easily overpowering the girl who, as a spellcaster, had never actually had to use physical strength to accomplish anything. As Li opened her mouth to speak, the girl across the roof hurled a small sphere of rusted iron towards her, and, as the first words exited her mouth, the sphere impacted upon Li's shoulder, immediately blossoming out into a tangle of iron bands which furled around her, constricting tightly. Moments after that, the brown-skinned girl appeared next to them in a fuzzy flash of light. By this point Li had lost her balance, managing a controlled fall onto her rear as she struggled against the metal bands, hard and utterly unyielding.

Li started to enunciate the words forming another spell that didn't require the use of her hands or materials. Petra's hand flared blue, wreathed in psychic energy, and she jabbed at the wizard halfway through the casting, disrupting the spell with a crack of energy that dissipated across the tiefling's skin.

"I don't think so, Li."
"You are headed for a world of pain", the tiefling replied. She started to form another sentence but was interrupted by Petra shoving a wad of cloth into her mouth, tying another strip off around her head to secure the gag. She glowered up at Petra, then turned her eyes to Erin, fixing her with a steely gaze.
"Thanks, Erin. Couldn't have done it without you." Petra put her hand on Erin's arm as she spoke.
"You're welcome... I guess."
Something about what she had just done felt wrong, somehow. Conflicting loyalties surged around in her brain in a confused mess.

"Let's move on, then," Petra suggested, taking one of Erin's hands in her own, resting her other against Li's metal-shod chest. She closed her eyes for a moment, and the world dissolved around them. Erin's stomach lurched as they were wrenched through space, carried by the psionic teleportation effect.

The three of them materialised on the polished wooden floor of a room twenty feet square. The centre of the floor was occupied by a rug of thick-pile carpet, bordered by chairs which exuded heavy comfortability, made of dark wood and burgundy leather. A bandage-swathed figure reclined in one of these chairs, contours betraying a female form. She stood, Erin and Petra likewise rising from their crouching positions. Li squirmed on the floor, making outraged noises.

"Petra. Erin. Well done."
The bandaged woman's voice resonated within some part of Erin, bringing about a feeling of trust, of partnership. This woman was clearly Erin's closest ally, she thought to herself, despite the fact that she couldn't seem to recall her name - or, come to think of it, whether or not she had ever actually been told it - despite of all these doubts, she remained certain. Subtle magical currents flowed between the minds of the pair, completely below Erin's perceptions.

"This tiefling girl will prove most useful to me. To us."
Petra raised enquiring eyebrows.
"It turns out that young Li here has a particularly interesting link to a certain vault in Agathion. But, in order to squeeze it out of her," the bandaged woman knelt next to Li, running a bandage-wrapped finger across the girl's cheek, "we'll have to render her more co-operative."
She stood to face Erin and Petra.
"We'll need to break her in."
There was a series of thuds as Li bashed her feet against the rug, trying to explore her bonds for any chink or weakness that could be exploited.

"Erin. Whilst you're not a wizard, I'm sure you're trained in the use of magical devices, correct?"
"I can usually manage, given time."
"In that case, take these." The bandaged woman proffered a bundle of scrolls, tied together with a length of cord.
"There's a chest of equipment against the back wall. I'm sure you can think of appropriate uses for it. And, whilst I would very much like to be able to stay and watch, I sadly have business to attend to elsewhere."
She placed both her hands on Erin's shoulders and fixed her with an all-consuming gaze. As the girl looked into the eyes, half-concealed behind the strips of cloth, the rest of the world ceased to exist.
"I am your master, Erin," she emphasised. "And this tiefling is your slave. And you must break her will."

She left the room silently, leaving Erin and Petra to consider the bound, struggling girl. Petra started to root through the equipment chest with rustling and clinking sounds, unable to fathom its contents. The whole lot seemed to be a messy tangle of leather and buckles. She pulled out a short strap with a red ball set halfway down its length, looking at it with a puzzled expression before returning it to the chest.
"Have you got any idea what this stuff is, Erin?"
"Oh yes", she smiled. "I'm quite close with a paladin of Ardarvia. I've watched her work, sometimes."
She turned to Li, who had given up struggling and lay still in her metal cocoon.
"Let's slip you into something a little more comfortable," she said.

The girls set about attending to Li's restraints, with Petra following Erin's more experienced lead. They worked together, Petra speaking the activation command that caused the iron bands to retract, curling up into their dormant, spherical form, whilst Erin pounced on Li as soon as the bands receded. She enjoyed feeling Li struggle beneath her, legs kicking at the air as Erin held her wrists down to the floor. She was fixing Erin with a piercing glare, unsuccessfully trying to mumble obscenities through her gag.

"This is all a bit minimalist, really," said Erin. "I'd like to see you in something prettier. Petra, bring me that thing you pulled out of the box before."
There was a jangle of metal clips, and then Petra came and knelt down alongside Li, still pinned beneath Erin, who had adjusted her position so that she was kneeling on the girl's shoulders, freeing up her arms.

Petra unwrapped the cloth from around Li's mouth, and she managed to blurt out "Erin! You've got to break the-", before Erin jammed the ball gag into her mouth in replacement. She fussed with the straps behind Li's neck, cinching them tight. The tiefling let out a whine.
"There. Much better." Erin lowered her head down and kissed Li around the lips, her tongue playing over the rubbery ball which was now strapped into her mouth, silencing her enraged protests.

It was considerably more difficult to wrestle Li into the strait jacket that they found in the chest, but eventually they did succeed. Petra buckled the last of the straps on the long-sleeved garment before she and Erin both flopped back, panting from the extertion that the scuffle had entailed. Whilst she wasn't very strong, Li had managed to put up a good deal of resistance, although ultimately it had not been sufficient. Now she sat cross-legged, permanently hugging herself with her arms bound up in canvas sleeves that buckled together at the back. They had laughed at her sudden yelps as they made sure the crotch-strap was extra tight.

"Li." Erin crawled towards the sitting girl on all fours, reaching out to stroke beneath her chin with two fingers. "I do wish you'd stop giving us that nasty glare." She felt wetness on her fingertips, and as she withdrew them from Li's chin, a thin strand of drool hung between her lips and Erin's fingers.
"Oh..." she said, cooing in a mocking voice, "You're drooling all over yourself. You messy girl."
Li regarded her with a dark look. Apparently she was concentrating so much on her menacing stare that she inadvertently allowed another sticky strand of drool to drip from her mouth, splattering against the sleeves crossed over her chest, which made Erin grin even more widely.

"I just can't stand to see you look at me like that, Li, it's frightfully scary."
Li's eyes rolled as Erin turned to rummage once more in the apparently bottomless chest of perversion. She turned back to the straitjacketed girl, a wide strip of supple leather held in one hand. One side of the band was lined with soft, quilted material, and it was this side that Erin placed over Li's eyes, tying the blindfold behind her head and then tweaking it a few times, snug against the bridge of Li's nose, shutting out all light.
"Oh it's just perfect, don't you think, Petra?" asked Erin, turning around to look at the girl for the first time in a while. She had been strangely quiet.

"Huh? Oh yes, I... I think it looks very good on you, Li," she said, blushing fiercely, pulling her hand out from her pants and wondering if Erin had noticed anything.
"Oh, Petra... you're enjoying this more than I thought." Erin planted her hands on the floor, lifting her butt and shuffling over to sit next to the girl who now seemed to have found something very interesting on the ground that demanded all of her attention, desperately averting her gaze.
"You find this appealing, yes?"
"I don't know." Petra opened and shut her mouth a few times, experimentally trying out different ways she might start whatever sentence was next.
"You know by now. I'm a psionic elocator."
Erin nodded once.
"We-, our whole lives are based around mobility. Being able to move around freely, moreso than anyone else."
"Go on..."
"It just seems," she grasped for words, clearly flustered, "Erin, it should go against everything I've devoted my studies and my life to, but I can't stop wondering what it must feel like". During the whole of the explanation her eyes had not wandered from Li, who had decided to try another bout of escape attempts and had rolled over onto her side, wriggling against the embrace of her straitjacket and grunting as the crotch strap slid back and forth, the slightly rough leather rubbing against her cotton panties.

"There's quite a lot of rope in our little box over there," Erin said. "If you liked...", she leaned in close, her breath tickling Petra's ear as she spoke ever so softly, "I could tie you up as well."
Petra blushed even deeper as she failed to stifle a giggle. "But Erin, we were both supposed to-"
"Shhhh. I can take care of her." Erin looked over at Li, who had now managed to shuffle a few feet over to one of the chairs. She was stropping her head against the arm, trying to budge the straps that held her gag and her blindfold in place. Her attempts were proving fruitless.

"Now why don't you have a look through the gear," she said, "And pick out something you like."

As Petra crouched in front of the box and started to rummage through it enthusiastically, Erin crawled across the floor to Li, grasping the sleeves of her straitjacket and pulling the girl towards her. Li mewled in protest at the attentions of the girl, her heels drumming against the floor as she kicked her legs. Erin pulled her close, sitting with her legs splayed either side of Li's butt, hugging her around the chest with one arm while her other hand took hold of Li's jaw to turn her head sideways. She whispered into her ear.

"Shall we begin?"
The reply came as a brief squeal as Erin yanked the crotch strap up from behind, causing it to bite upwards into tender parts of Li's anatomy.
"I'll have you enjoy this. Eventually."
Erin unfastened the lower strap of the garment to allow her better access to Li's more sensitive areas. Tugging first at one side and then the other, she pulled the girl's panties down around her knees, which had the extra advantage of restricting the thrashing of her legs. With her pussy now exposed, Erin started to tap her fingers very lightly on the outer lips, moving up and down, stroking the vulnerable pink flesh, pausing to ruffle her fingertips through the little triangle of black-and-white hair with a "scrtch-scrtch" sound. She moved her hand back down, now using three of her fingers to encompass the whole of the organ's outer features, stroking slowly first one way, and then the other, in deliberate, repetitive motions while she planted light kisses along Li's jawline. Gradually the bound girl's angry whimpers and moans segued into a more rhythmic pattern, becoming less energetic and more drawn out. Her legs stopped thrashing quite as much. To her delight, Erin felt the skin beneath her fingertips moistening.

She increased the tempo of her strokes, occasionally just teasing the tip of one finger between the lips to run it along the inner surface. Then she made tight, circular motions at the top of the cleft, rubbing her fingers around and around and feeling a small bump start to swell beneath them. As she plied onwards, Li's gasps became more frequent as she mouthed wetly around her ball gag, rivulets of spittle running down her chin. As Erin felt the girl start to squirm her hips more energetically, she removed her hand as she whispered once more to Li.

"Can't finish you just yet, I'm afraid. There's someone else I need to attend to."

Li gave a drawn-out groan, which sounded more frustrated than anything else. Petra's expression brightened as Erin turned her attentions towards her, scooting across the floor to where Petra had laid out several bundles of white, silken rope alongside sets of black leather wrist and ankle restraints, wide bands with metal half-rings set into their surfaces. She was apparently very eager indeed, having taken the liberty of removing all of her clothes, and now she sat cross-legged, fidgeting self-consciously.

Erin turned the bundles of ropes over in her hands. "I like it," she said, "Simple. Neat." She took Petra's hand in her own while she closed the first cuff around her wrist, buckling the thick strap and tugging it forward gently to make sure it wouldn't pass over her hand. Satisfied that it was secure, Erin placed the second cuff on the girl's other wrist, before doing the same with her ankles. Petra allowed Erin to manhandle her, offering no resistance.

"I'm going to show you some ropework that I learned from a githzerai some years back. This," Erin said softly, "is known as 'shibari.'" Erin ran the longest strand of rope between her fingers, uncoiling it and seeking the middle of the length. Then she reached forward and draped it over Petra's neck, the pair of strands hanging down between her breasts, where Erin proceeded to tie several knots along the twinned cords, carefully spaced. "You'll see what those are for in a moment," she said, "although I think these ones will be more obvious." Pulling the rope taut against the floor to judge the distances, Erin tied a few more knots close together, further along the rope. Then she slid around behind Petra.
"Lift your butt up."
Petra rocked forward onto her knees, allowing Erin to reach under her, grabbing the rest of the ropes and pulling them underneath her crotch. She proceeded to pull them tight, the latterly-tied trio of knots brought snugly up against Petra's labia. She giggled as their purpose became apparent.
"Feel good?" Erin asked over her shoulder, gently sliding the rope back and forth, the bumps of the knots passing over delicate skin. Petra nodded in response, with a small shiver.

Erin worked slowly as she wove the ropes around Petra, pulling both ends through beneath the strand at the back of the girl's neck, giving it one final jerk upwards which elicited a sharp intake of breath as the knots pressed firmly against her pussy. Then Erin parted the twinned ropes, taking one underneath each of Petra's armpits and looping them around the rope that lay against her sternum, repeating the arrangement several times via the rope that ran up her spine, until she had woven an elaborate, criss-cross harness around Petra's chest, the ropes passing above and below her breasts and squeezing them lightly.

Erin made use of the rest of the rope, threading doubled-up strands through the metal rings of Petra's ankle-cuffs. These she brought around behind her and tied them off to the back of the rope harness, leaving her in a kneeling position with her legs slightly spread. Finally, she bound her wrists and elbows together behind her, the last of the strands being used to tie the wrist cuffs to the part of the harness just above Petra's buttocks.

"Try wiggling your arms," said Erin, squatting in front of Petra and grinning.
Petra did so, letting out a soft moan as the tension in the expertly-arranged ropes resulted in the knotted cords bumping back and forth across her genitals, which were by this point slightly reddened and tender, partly from the touch of the ropes, but primarily from her own arousal.
"Well then. While you enjoy yourself with those ropes, you can watch what I'm going to do to our tiefling friend here."
Petra nodded, eyes shut, mouth turned upwards in a dreamy smile as she writhed gently in the ropes, exploring the limits of her bonds, producing little murmurs as she found other pressures and tensions that massaged her breasts and vulva. Meanwhile Erin stood to walk over to the bundle of scrolls and unfurled them, eyes scanning rapidly back and forth.
"Oh, this will do nicely," she said. She prodded Li in the rips with a toe, causing the tiefling to let out a muffled shriek.

"Oh, ticklish, are we?" Erin said, setting the scroll down onto the floor and crawling back over to Li, grabbing the girl's foot. As she trailed her index finger along Li's bare sole, the girl made nervous, high-pitched noises, trying to pull her foot away from Erin's grasp. Then she started laughing uncontrollably as Erin tickled her sole, rapidly fluttering her fingers over the skin. She bucked and thrashed, twisting her body from side to side and making desperate "mmmph" sounds around her gag. Erin enjoyed the girl's powerless struggles for a little while before abating, rubbing Li's toes in between her fingers, kneading her thumbs over the underside of the girl's foot, bringing her mouth into play to place light kisses here and there.

"We're getting distracted," she said, suddenly businesslike. Erin unlaced the cords of her leggings and pulled them down around her hips, doing the same with her panties. Then she picked the scroll up and uttered the first few syllables experimentally. It had been a while since she'd cast a spell in this way, but soon her enunciations grew more confident, and the spell completed with a crackling sound as the paper burst into flames of its own accord, evaporating away to nothingness, its arcane power spent.

Erin was infused with transmutative magics. Ripples spread across her from the epicentre of the transformation at her crotch, where her skin bulged and twitched as the spell did its work. The flesh either side of her feminine parts knitted together to leave a smooth expanse before, moments later, a small area ballooned outwards. Erin's newly-formed cock sprouted between her legs, heavy and well-formed. She lifted the head and lightly scratched the underside of the shaft with the tips of her nails, rubbing her new penis a few times to bring it to a swollen state of full readiness.

"I did enjoy it the last time we did this, Li," she said, although the blindfolded girl was oblivious to what exactly was happening around her. "But this time it looks like you'll be on the recieving end."

Erin ripped the panties from around the girl's legs, allowing her to spread them wide as she grabbed each of Li's ankles and pulled her across the floor on her back, to rest in front of her. She lay side-on to Petra, who was watching the scene with rapt attention, cheeks blushing red, biting her lower lip as she squirmed against her ropes. The knots passing beneath her labia were stained a darker shade by her wetness.

Holding each of Li's thighs, Erin lifted the girl's rear off the floor slightly. The bound girl made uneasy sounds as it became appaerent that she was going to be molested once more, whilst Erin carefully lined up the tip of her erect penis with Li's still-moist pussy. Then, simultaneously jerking her pelvis forward and pulling Li back by her thighs, Erin entered her, groaning as the tiefling let out a surprised, muffled shriek. Her sounds of protest continued as Erin rocked back and forth, penetrating her rhythmically and slowly at first, holding the deliberate pace for a few minutes before increasing her tempo. Across from the pair, Petra was becoming more vocal, breathing heavily and occasionally moaning as she masturbated herself against her bonds.

Erin contined to pound at the girl beneath her for long minutes, feeling the tension grow within her pelvis as she neared the point of release. Tiring of the ache in her legs from kneeling uncomfortably, Erin hoisted Li's left thigh up to roll her onto her side before she withdrew her cock, now slick with the fluids of their congress, and lay down at Li's back, re-entering her from behind and interlocking her legs with Li's. She thrust more deeply up into her from the new position, feeling Li's muscles tense and quiver. Seeing the vigour of Erin's copulation pushed Petra over the edge; she grunted and then cried out in a gleeful trill as she reached the conclusion of her self-stimulation, rolling over onto her side and squirming in pleasure as she orgasmed. Meanwhile Li continued to moan garbled vowel sounds as she rocked on her side.

Erin felt the urgent pressure in her cock becoming unbearable, but she steeled herself against release, determined that Li should finish first. She focussed all her will on containing herself, grinding her teeth as she redoubled her efforts, sliding in and out. Mercifully, it was the work of only a few more repetitions before she felt the girl in front of her tense up as she climaxed, her legs quaking as she threw her head back and made frantic, high-pitched noises. Erin followed a fraction of a second later, her hips impulsively bucking forward and driving her shaft deep up inside the girl as she ejaculated a copious stream of thick fluid. Surprised at the intensity of her own orgasm, Erin rolled over onto her back, arms spread, gasping to regain her breath.

She lay there for a few blissful moments with her eyes closed, breathing deeply. Li, too, was quite immobile now, laying on her side and every so often rubbing her thighs against one another, tensing them.

Having enjoyed the afterglow for a few minutes, Erin lifted herself up onto her elbows. She picked up a discarded sock from the floor and used it to wipe off the excess fluids from her dick, now soft but still slightly engorged, before wrestling it back into her leggings, which were close-fitting and designed for the gender with tidier external genitalia. She laced the garment up, smirking at the bulge that pressed beneath it against her upper thigh, and then knelt next to Petra, who was lying in a daze.

"Enjoy yourself?" she asked, starting to un-knot the ropes. Petra replied with an "mmm" sound. Soon the ropes lay in a tangle on the floor, and, able to move her limbs for the first time in a little while, Petra stretched her legs out before her and leaned over to touch her toes with her fingertips. Erin started to unbuckle one of the wrist cuffs, but Petra pulled her arm away.
"No, wait," she said. Erin raised an enquiring eyebrow. "I... I kind of like them." said Petra, blushing shyly.

After Petra had finished re-clothing herself, they had tidied away the surplus equipment. As they started to explore ideas as to what fun they should have with their tiefling captive next, the door at the room's far end swung inwards and the bandage-swathed woman returned.

"What progress so far?" she asked, walking across to them before glancing down at the barely-contained bulge in Erin's leggings. "Ah, I see you have found good use for my 'alter self' scroll. Is she compliant yet?"
"We made her come once so far," said Petra, glancing sideways at Erin for a split-second, who smirked. "She seemed to be less resistant towards the end."
"Good, good. Progress."
The bandaged woman sauntered over to Li, who was writhing uneasily, and prodded at her with a toe, rolling her onto her back with her foot.
"Li, my girl." She said. "I have been reviewing my portfolio on your family. Your bloodline."
The tiefling raised her head off the floor briefly as if trying to locate whence the voice came.
"What a strange man your grandfather was," the bandaged woman continued. "Constructing a vault and then sealing it with a cadre of guardian golems, well, that's fairly standard for any wizard. But the means by which the golems are induced to open the vault? Your old grandad was one randy bastard."
The bandaged woman turned to the other two to offer an explanation.
"The vault in question, to which I should very much like to gain access, is guarded by magical constructs who are keyed only to obey descendents of one specific bloodline. And, to validate the authenticity of the person wishing to gain access, they require a sample from the body of the person in question. They draw this sample by copulating whoever tries to enter the vault, and then analysing their semen or, ah, womanly exudations."
She turned to Li again.
"I bet a fair few adventurers have met rather unexpected ends at the hands of those constructs, eh?"

The bandaged woman placed one hand on Erin's shoulder, the other on Petra's. "Look girls, long story short, I need you to milk some sperm from this girl. It's a lot easier than messing around with getting a sample from inside her vagina. So, if you think you're making progress, I'll just drop a polymorph spell on her and leave you ladies to it."

She turned on her heel and gesticulated dramatically in the air, hurling a searingly bright green bolt at the bound girl on the floor. Li yelped and crossed her thighs, clenching them tightly as her genitals underwent the same transformation Erin had brought about earlier on herself. She gnawed at her gag as her flesh flowed and re-constituted itself into a generously-proportioned set of male genitals, her mottled colouration extending down the shaft of her new organ in a stripey black-and-white pattern.

"Have fun."
As the bandaged woman left the room, Li made snuffling noises whilst she tried to fathom out the extent of the transmutation, waggling her hips from side to side.
"Hmm, perhaps she's getting tired of that ball gag," Erin mused. "Fortunately there's plenty of other stuff to hand," she said, searching through the equipment chest before pulling out another implement. She squatted down next to Li and reached behind the back of her neck, unbuckling the strap and pulling the ball gag out of her mouth. Li gasped in a big lungful of air, taking in a few deep breaths. She licked some of the drool from her lips. "Erin!" she started urgently, "You've got to h-aaaaaaaah," she finished her sentence with a futile moaning sound as Erin jammed a different restraint into her mouth, which consisted of an "O" shaped ring with a strap that fastened behind her head. The ring rested against her teeth, wedging her mouth open. Her tongue lolled around restlessly, suddenly exposed and vulnerable.

"Now, I wonder what the best arrangement for a milking session would be?" Erin pondered.

After discussing the situation with Petra, they eventually arrived at a plan and dragged over one of the heavy footstools that sat in front of the armchairs. Deciding that a change was as good as a rest, they also relieved Li of her straitjacket, her struggles much weaker now due to the numbness of her prolonged restraint. They bound her to the stool, breasts flattened against the upper surface, arms hanging down either side and tied together underneath the footstool with a length of rope. They passed further loops around the backs of her knees, pulling them against the stool but leaving her ass protruding outwards over the side. Her dick hung limp and exposed beneath the pink asterisk of her anus, revealed by the spreading of her ass cheeks.

"I suppose you can spend a little time without this as well," Erin said as she untied the blindfold and removed it from over Li's eyes. She squinted at the light. The skin that it had covered was slightly flushed and sweaty.
"Oh, we're going to have even more fun together now!" said Erin, picking a goblet off the table and waving it in front of Li's face. "Are you going to fill this up for us like a good girl?"
"Uh-uh."
"Oh come now. It's happening whether you like it or not. You may as well try and enjoy it."
"Uhhhh-uhuh. Ah." Li's tongue hung out through her ring gag, a droplet of saliva forming on its tip and dripping onto the floor.

"Petra? Would you like the first go?"
"Um. If you like."
Petra took the cup in her hand and knelt behind Li, reaching out unsteadily and grasping her dick. Gripping firmly, she started to twist, causing Li to make very agitated sounds.
"What on earth are you doing, Petra?"
"It- it's not my fault!" she said defensively, "I don't know how these things work! I've never..." she didn't bother finishing the sentence, merely casting her eyes downwards as a blush spread across her cheeks.
"...never?"
"I don't have any experience with men," she said, finally.
"Well then, watch."

Erin knelt on Li's other side. She reached up and lightly held her dick with her thumb one side and three fingers on the other, stroking up and down the shaft with a light touch. With her other hand, she moved a finger in very gentle circles beneath the penis head, and it twitched once. Then, slowly, she pulled back Li's foreskin, the tender pink head of her cock emerging like some little animal from its burrow. She rolled the sheath back and forth a couple of times, rubbing her thumb across the crown as it grew firmer and the shaft thickened. Then, finally, she leaned underneath Li and took her cock into her mouth, slowly drawing the very tip of her tongue around the head's perimeter, licking the head before moving down the shaft, taking the full length into her. She felt the tip press against the back of her throat and brought her tongue up beneath it to apply gentle pressure to the whole length of Li's member, rocking it side to side. She bobbed her head back and forth a few times before withdrawing from around Li's cock, which by this point was rock hard.

"There we are, got her warmed up for you. Now as for the rest of it, just do something like this." She gripped the shaft and started to tug up and down, foreskin sliding smoothly back and forth over the head, now lubricated with spit. "And make absolutely sure you've got the goblet ready when you feel it twitch a couple of times."

Petra was wide-eyed, impressed at the swiftness with which Erin had brought Li's limp dick to full mast. She took over from her with eager hands, at first uncertainly, but soon settling into a steady motion as she tugged on the girl's cock. Li strained against her bindings and managed to wriggle herself forward a little, decreasing the space that Petra had to work with. Apparently determined to stop the incessant attentions of the girl, she closed up the gap between her pelvis and the side of the footstool, finding a small amount of slack in the ropes.
"Erin, I can't get..." Petra formed a half sentence, frowning in concentration as she continued to try and jerk Li off in the restricted space.

"I think I can make her go back in your direction," said Erin, walking around to stand in front of Li, who looked up at her with a desperate expression, shaking her head from side to side.
"I'm afraid so, Li," she said. "And if you're not going to co-operate, well..." Once more, Erin unlaced her leggings, her cock flopping out, freed from the restricive, ill-fitting prison of female clothing. She placed her hand underneath her penis and bounced it up and down a few times, then rubbed along its length with her thumb and fingers, bringing it fully erect. Li eyed its swollen head warily.

"Now, you can let Petra back there have her way with you," she said, planting her hands on her hips, "or you can suck on this instead." She took a step forward, just bringing the tip of her cock to rest against Li's lower lip. It twitched steadily, in time with her heartbeat. Li swiveled her eyes downwards to regard the turgid shaft that was poised at her open mouth. Then Erin's penis sagged under its own weight as the tiefling reluctantly withdrew, sliding herself back on the stool to allow Petra full access to her dick, which she resumed stroking. Li screwed her eyes shut and shook her head from side to side, shuddering slightly.

Erin looked down at her swollen member contemplatively, maintaining its hardness by idly stroking a finger beneath the head. A single drop of precum emerged and trickled down, glistening on the tip. "Actually, it'd be a shame to waste this," she said. "I think I'll let you have a taste anyway."

Li started to make protesting noises as Erin took hold of each of the horns that protruded from her forehead. She knelt before Li, shuffling forward on her knees. Li struggled back as far as the ropes would allow her, before her cries were silenced as Erin's cock slid through the ring between her teeth, and into her mouth.

"Oh, that's very nice. Your tongue feels good, Li." Erin let her cock rest there a while, feeling the wet muscles at the back of Li's throat stroke against it as she struggled to breathe. She withdrew it as the girl started to make choking noises through her nose, allowing her to take one gulp of air before ramming her cock back into her mouth. Li made retching sounds, pushing her tongue against the penis head, which Erin found produced a delightful tickling sensation. She allowed the girl a slight mercy by pulling back half an inch or so before starting to fuck her mouth, moving her hips back and forth as her dick, now sticky with saliva and precum, slid in and out with wet squelching sounds while Li grimaced.

"How are things going down there?" Erin asked, grunting as she started to feel the effects of Li's tongue lapping against her penis.
"I... it's going OK, I guess. I think."

At Li's other end, Petra laboured onwards, jerking the girl's cock up and down, switching from left to right hands every so often as her wrists tired. At one point she decided to be a little more adventurous and leaned underneath Li's pelvis, taking her cock into her mouth, scowling at the unfamiliar taste and mouth-feel of an erect penis. She licked around it experimentally, sliding her lips up and down the shaft, before apparently deciding that she preferred using her hands after all, resuming her previous actions.

Erin closed her eyes, drawing her lips back as she sucked air through her teeth, enjoying the wet warmth of Li's mouth. Every time the girl tried to cry out or make a noise, it made a vibrating sensation against the head of Erin's dick, which she was enjoying greatly. Eventually the exquisite combination of sensations overcame her, and she blasted a surge of ejaculate into the girl's mouth, bucking her pelvis forward and holding it there as the white fluid oozed out past her cock. Then she withdrew completely, allowing the mixture of sperm and saliva to drop from Li's mouth in long, sticky strands. The tiefling girl made strangled retching sounds, her tongue desperately thrashing around and trying to force the slop out of her mouth. She glowered up at Erin, although it looked as if her furious expression was tempered with something else, some other feeling.

"Erin! I think I felt something change just now!"
"The cup then. Quickly." Erin leaned around to see Petra frantically tugging at Li's quivering member, holding the goblet up beneath it. As Erin looked askance at Li's face, she saw her expression change ever so briefly as her cheeks flushed. Her eyelids drooped as she let out a sigh, emitting her load into the cup held in Petra's hand in several surges of sticky white liquid.

"I did it, Erin! I made her come!" Petra rose to her feet, beaming. She held up the cup proudly before bringing it closer to her face to have a look.
"Bleh." Her nose wrinkled. "You take it." She proffered the cup to Erin, who set it down on a table to one side before squatting down in front of Li, who was now sagging in a defeated posture.
"There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"
A weak moan came from the tiefling's ravaged mouth.
"I bet you enjoyed it really."
Erin grabbed at Li's buttock with one hand, grabbing a handful of flesh and squeezing, before giving her a hearty slap on the backside. And then she yelped in surprise, jumping back as the tiefling girl's body dissolved into a cloud of vapour.

"What the hells!?" she and Petra turned to each other and shared uncomprehending expressions. Loose ropes dropped to the floor where the tiefling had been moments before. The cloud of mist swirled and flowed, coalescing into a roughly humanoid shape over by one of the walls. The gases imploded inwards with a burst of light, and as it faded, Li stood in its place. She spat the last remnants of Erin's oral violation onto the floor before weaving an arcane pattern through the air, directing a translucent wave across the room which washed across Erin with a crackling sound and a discharge of luminous sparks. Petra gave a surprised shriek, blinking out of existence as she teleported away.

As the spell flowed over Erin it was as if a curtain lifted from her mind's eye. All the confused, conflicting thoughts she had been feeling were suddenly explicable, which gave her a cold feeling in her guts. A charm spell. Mind control. She had nothing to do with that bandaged woman. She hugged herself, and shivered as the thoughts continued to crystallise in her mind.

"For fuck's sake, Erin!" Li screamed across the room, tears streaming from her eyes. "I've got a contingency set up that triggers a gaseous form spell when an enemy strikes me!" She strode over to Erin and grabbed her roughly by the shoulders. "Did you not think once, at any point during when she told you to 'break me in', that you might start off with a little spanking? Or caning? Before fucking me in my mouth and cunt and having some girl jack me off? Into a cup!?"

The tiefling girl was shivering with pure rage. She grimaced as she looked down between her legs, re-casting the same dispelling magic and reverting her genitals back to their usual feminine neatness.

"Obviously you've never tortured anyone properly before," she said.
"I'm sorry, Li. I'm so sorry. I couldn't... it wasn't me. She was controlling me."
"You still got yourself charmed in the first place, stupid girl." Li's anger abated slightly as she felt remorse for Erin. Mind control magic was worse than rape in some respects, insidiously controlling the subject by subverting their own will.
"I'm not going to dispel that," said Li, gesturing to the unnatural male member dangling between Erin's legs. "You can keep that while you think about what you've done."
Erin nodded, biting her lip as she held back tears.
"Now let's find the bitch who's responsible for this."

Li stormed towards the door with her fists clenched, pausing momentarily as she reached for the handle. Then she turned, and calmly collected up her clothes, dressing herself in order that she wouldn't have to face down her captor in the nude. Erin too collected the rest of her gear, and stood by Li at the door with a grim expression on her face, a dagger held in her hand.

They nodded to one another, and Li burst through the doorway, Erin swiftly following her. She scanned the room beyond, taking in marble colums either side, a richly-carpeted floor, dull red light cascading down through windows set high in the walls. A pair of statues, no, shit, they were moving. Golems. In between the pair of ten-foot high bronze constructs, the bandage-swathed woman stood alongside Petra.

"I should have known, Li. A plan for every eventuality. Well, almost every one." The bandage swathed woman laughed humourlessly.
"Well, seeing as you seem to have freed your friend from my little enchantment, how about we reason this through like adults, hmm?"
Li narrowed her eyes. "Fuck you."

The room exploded into motion. With precise and practiced movements, Li retrieved the spell components for a fireball, hurling an incandescent sphere into the room which burst outwards in a burning shower, washing over the pair of women, flames licking impotently across the hulking golems, which started to lumber forward. Petra scooted out to one side, once again levitating as she glided smoothly, her hands wreathed in psionic energies which extended outwards into crackling claws. She surged towards Li but vacillated slightly, stopping just short. She turned to look at Erin with a pained expression on her face. Erin, arm drawn back and ready to throw her dagger, also hesitated.

"What are you wating for Petra? Run them through!" The bandaged woman fumbled around in her wrappings, searching for something. "Do it! You stupid girl!"

Petra looked back at the woman, flanked by the golems, which continued to lumber forwards. Then she glanced down at the cuffs she still wore on her wrists, turning one of them around with her fingers. She arrived at some apparent decision, the energy claws on her fists fizzling out of existence.
"Erin!" she cried, "let me come with you! I can get us out of here. It isn't fair!" she shouted, catching Erin off-balance as she hugged her tightly around her chest.
"Li! Quick!" she shouted, extending a hand.
Li turned towards Erin. "Really?"
"It's OK."

"Well then fuck you again," Li shouted across the room, hurling another globe of magical energy which detonated in the room's centre and spread out into a roiling, incendiary cloud of smoke and flames. She turned and grasped Petra's free hand as she heard the bandaged woman screaming in rage, swatting at her cloth wrappings as they caught alight. Then, the heat of the flames vanished as Petra's eyes glowed, the hazy field of her teleportation effect expanding to encompass all three of them as they slipped away between dimensions.