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Re: Flailing Helps! Really! (Flayer and Guan)
Cindy blushed. I just thought they were leftovers from Lord Spencer, I wasn't sure I'm sorry. she said, trying to remember where the chits went, but showing her inexperience. The chits she'd taken ranged from a cell in the shiny dungeon, all the way to the last guest room of the second floor, and it would take time to put them all back. However, She DID remember which doors they belonged to, as well as the colors, showing she wasn't a complete ditz but was rather capable.
As they went through the first few doors, the reason for the one in the dungeon was obvious. Spencer and Cerin had been spending the last couple nights having more interesting sexcapades in the various rooms, and well, the shackles were glowing. So. Purple tag there.
The next room was a simple green tag, and showed that Mistress Cerin had moved a potted plant into the room with long vines that were curling around the bedpost and wide leaves. It rustled as Isabelle entered, but otherwise didn't bother anything, so it wasn't overtly threatening. On the Chit went.
And it would continue this way until all 15 were returned... which would take about a half hour or so considering Cindy could only remember them in the exact order she'd removed them, which was sequentially through her route.
Meanwhile, Penny was busy talking to furniture, which seemed to still want to pull her back, but at her utterance of no choking, it immediately complied by loosening the tassle around her neck, before it looped a couple of times in front of her, and tied off. It'd be hard to slip off her head, but it certainly wasn't tight enough anymore to actually cause her trouble breathing. So it could listen. In the meantime, it was still coiling various tassles around her, long braided silk lines moving in on her. The ones around her ankles were already coiled around the bottom back legs of the chair, and the ones on her wrist as well as around her neck seemed to be coming from a long row of them on the top of the chair that had wound wound down around the arms.
More lines wrapped around her thighs several times snugly, and two, from the bottom of the chair flopped over her shoulder to slide between her thighs, and back along her back, snugging suddenly to give her a slightly rough crotchrope that wrapped around the base of her fluffy tail. But as if to compound the problem, others, now the full 30 of them that belonged to the chair judging from a quick count, were now, if not engaged in binding her, were tickling her with the soft tassles, drifting along her sides and under her arms, as well as all up and down her long legs and even under her chin.
Meanwhile, Brrble was busy proclaiming his victory over the pillow by wrapping his many limbs around it and snuggling it, purring much like a cat and flopping around, the pillow now trying to get away from it's insistent love.
Isabelle was now on the third room out of 15, and this one had a red tag, which basically meant possibly dangerous, and she saw why. The room was now housing a scrying pool, which meant that anyone who entered could see likely sensitive information. While not overtly dangerous, if she saw something she shouldn't, she'd need to have her mind scrubbed clean of it by Spencer, no matter how much trust he had, and it was an unpleasant experience.
Door 5 however had a more immediate problem, and that was another purple chit, and the problem was when she saw several leather restraints laying about, many glowing with a bright burning purple rune, most notably a pair of large green ballgags rushing towards the two maids.
Neither maid managed to avoid the gags, both insistently wrapping their harnesses over their heads and shoving the wide balls behind their teeth. While Isabelle's reaction was to try and exit the room before anything else happened, Cindy lost her balance and fell on top of her, both girls tumbling into the room proper only for the door to slam shut and lock behind them, the other gear now all rising. And there was quite a bit. This was Lady Cerin's favourite particular game... And it seemed they were both now playing as the harnesses both snugged down tightly and built in locks clicked, neither of them easily removable now.
Cindy blushed. I just thought they were leftovers from Lord Spencer, I wasn't sure I'm sorry. she said, trying to remember where the chits went, but showing her inexperience. The chits she'd taken ranged from a cell in the shiny dungeon, all the way to the last guest room of the second floor, and it would take time to put them all back. However, She DID remember which doors they belonged to, as well as the colors, showing she wasn't a complete ditz but was rather capable.
As they went through the first few doors, the reason for the one in the dungeon was obvious. Spencer and Cerin had been spending the last couple nights having more interesting sexcapades in the various rooms, and well, the shackles were glowing. So. Purple tag there.
The next room was a simple green tag, and showed that Mistress Cerin had moved a potted plant into the room with long vines that were curling around the bedpost and wide leaves. It rustled as Isabelle entered, but otherwise didn't bother anything, so it wasn't overtly threatening. On the Chit went.
And it would continue this way until all 15 were returned... which would take about a half hour or so considering Cindy could only remember them in the exact order she'd removed them, which was sequentially through her route.
Meanwhile, Penny was busy talking to furniture, which seemed to still want to pull her back, but at her utterance of no choking, it immediately complied by loosening the tassle around her neck, before it looped a couple of times in front of her, and tied off. It'd be hard to slip off her head, but it certainly wasn't tight enough anymore to actually cause her trouble breathing. So it could listen. In the meantime, it was still coiling various tassles around her, long braided silk lines moving in on her. The ones around her ankles were already coiled around the bottom back legs of the chair, and the ones on her wrist as well as around her neck seemed to be coming from a long row of them on the top of the chair that had wound wound down around the arms.
More lines wrapped around her thighs several times snugly, and two, from the bottom of the chair flopped over her shoulder to slide between her thighs, and back along her back, snugging suddenly to give her a slightly rough crotchrope that wrapped around the base of her fluffy tail. But as if to compound the problem, others, now the full 30 of them that belonged to the chair judging from a quick count, were now, if not engaged in binding her, were tickling her with the soft tassles, drifting along her sides and under her arms, as well as all up and down her long legs and even under her chin.
Meanwhile, Brrble was busy proclaiming his victory over the pillow by wrapping his many limbs around it and snuggling it, purring much like a cat and flopping around, the pillow now trying to get away from it's insistent love.
Isabelle was now on the third room out of 15, and this one had a red tag, which basically meant possibly dangerous, and she saw why. The room was now housing a scrying pool, which meant that anyone who entered could see likely sensitive information. While not overtly dangerous, if she saw something she shouldn't, she'd need to have her mind scrubbed clean of it by Spencer, no matter how much trust he had, and it was an unpleasant experience.
Door 5 however had a more immediate problem, and that was another purple chit, and the problem was when she saw several leather restraints laying about, many glowing with a bright burning purple rune, most notably a pair of large green ballgags rushing towards the two maids.
Isabelle 7
Cindy 2
Gag 1 12
Gag 2 8
Both maids are now gagged!
Entangled 1
Gag 1 15
Gag 2 14
Isabelle 15-1 =14
Cindy 5-1 =4
Both Gags are now Locked!
Door is now locked!
FIGHT!
Cindy 2
Gag 1 12
Gag 2 8
Both maids are now gagged!
Entangled 1
Gag 1 15
Gag 2 14
Isabelle 15-1 =14
Cindy 5-1 =4
Both Gags are now Locked!
Door is now locked!
FIGHT!
Neither maid managed to avoid the gags, both insistently wrapping their harnesses over their heads and shoving the wide balls behind their teeth. While Isabelle's reaction was to try and exit the room before anything else happened, Cindy lost her balance and fell on top of her, both girls tumbling into the room proper only for the door to slam shut and lock behind them, the other gear now all rising. And there was quite a bit. This was Lady Cerin's favourite particular game... And it seemed they were both now playing as the harnesses both snugged down tightly and built in locks clicked, neither of them easily removable now.