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Personally I believe it's down to rules, Physical action would now consist of the chain anchors Lillith is installing in your rooms to keep them from roaming while you're unconscious. Though I imagine a good deal of this is them being bored Nakar offered, but he had more to say. Other times there is simply nothing you can do but you Will be expected to assume responsibility anyway. It is the danger of being responsible for the actions of others. I'd set some ground rules.

Leaning back, polishing her new wand smoothly, he regarded it, working a black and white whorl sheen into the bone while his own brand of magic flowed from his page of Christine's "Music" visibly up into the wand.

As I said, likely unfair, almost certainly out of proportion. Pay lip service at the very least, apologize to Lillith for your wards, and we'll order you a fancy outfit from the Song of Grace while you cum your brains out. Sound like a plan?
 
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Christine laughs weakly. "Fine. I'm sorry."
 
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Perfect. Please take a long moment to enjoy your life Nakar answered, her ring gag reforming firmly before her mouth was reclaimed and the thrusting in her ass resumed it's deep, long strokes.

The difference being, as she was worked back to the edge, the long tendril that had been sliding and slithering over her folds suddenly caught just inside her and shot forward, filling her depths in an instant with thick, writhing flesh that threw her over the edge immediately into mayhaps the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced.

Working her through it fully, it continued to fuck her, hard and fast for her remaining half hour, her new brazier tugging and suckling on her nipples, groping her breasts firmly and with a pulsating warm grip that left her breathless, forcing her through as many peaks as she could be made to have in that half hour, leaving her weak and panting around the shaft in her mouth, still toying with her throat, and Christine finding she didn't gag anymore. The bastard had removed her reflex.

Striding forward, the cage opened, and Nakar slid the cold steel belt around Christine's hips, the pair of thin, beadlike shafts sliding up into her lower holes vibrating softly while a small patch, much like the hands still molesting her chest, opened around her clit, tiny cilia like tendrils swarming and stroking it slowly while she felt the belt lock snugly around her hips, and Nakar took the time to hang the key to it around her neck.

Only then did he release the restraints holding her down, and offer her a hand. Ashlie and Tam's keys both belong to you, obviously, yours is set to Lillith I believe. But, lets get you a proper Wandy outfit ordered before you wind up as her plaything, or I'll forget. he said, handing her the brilliantly polished black and white wand, which felt very.... good, in her hand. Despite being erotically tormented every moment she was trapped in her new undergarments.
 
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Her torment quickly resumes, with the bone and the tendril resuming their movements and Christine is soon pushed back to the edge... then a long, thick tendril suddenly slides into her folds and she instinctively clenches around it, sending her into a powerful orgasm. As the brassiere continues tormenting her breasts, her breath comes in ragged gasps while she is sent into an orgasm after orgasm, each sending aftershocks through her body.

Then it's over. The cage clicks over and the monster is removed from her face. Gasping for air, Christine watches helplessly as she is locked into chastity belt that immediately starts tormenting her, promising long hours before release. Staggering to her feet, Christine takes the offered wand, testing its feel on her hand. It could maybe use a better grip, yet it immediately felt... right. "Very well. Let's see what you come up with."
 
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Nakar bowed, as he often did, and offered his arm, both as a kind gesture, and for her to get her see legs back by leaning on the animate suit of armor. He could and would support Christine's weight easily and started leading her upwards towards the Song Of Grace.

People are strange, Immortals are polarized, some dances are easy, others are not. You sing beautifully. He said, reminding her about his own magic, and how her oral violation had served a dual purpose. Namely the shaft she was holding in her hands now.

Once there, they were set upon by the many fairies and several of the rapey plants waved almost cheerfully at Christine and Nakar, while he bowed to them, and they one and all, bowed in return. Little Ladies! Calm now, yes. It is Very good to see you. Sadly I'm not here in person, merely an open vessel so, we wont be doing any flying together. But! I have another task! Christine here needs some fitting clothes for her newest weapon, a wand. Would you all be pleased to oblige her? he asked, all the fairies nodding firmly and whirling around her, starting to take exact measurements of her body with pieces of vine.

Any ideas? I personally think some properly scandalous leggings would suit you well.
 
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As Nakar offers an arm, Christine's legs almost give away and so she leans on him, glad for the assistance. The constant teasing wasn't too bad so far, but she knew it would only get worse. As they get to the Song of Grace, she's surprised by the politeness of the plants, and she attempts to give them small curtsies in return for their bows as she thinks of the outfit she wanted. "Scandalous leggings, you say? Sure. I'll also need a black tuxedo, a white shirt fit to go with it and a tophat. Oh, and a bow. Can't go wrong with one of those while wearing a tuxedo." Christine lists, wondering whether she was missing something.
 
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Flitting around, the fairies all huddle up, before a whole team of them starts at her feet, tickling her slightly before several vines loop around her chest and under her arms, lifting her slightly off the ground to help.

They start weaving her a pair of fishnet hose by hand, carefully threading tiny fibers into place around her legs for a perfect fit while several others start on the rest of her clothing.

She can see Pants are not something she'd bet on wearing, instead giving a set of bottoms in a shining black to cover her modesty to a minimum, to show off her legs, which were slowly but properly and comfortably being flown around as her fishnets were woven. It was the white shirt and bow that were the first to be finished, to her order, and were draped onto her carefully before being fastened up, hiding her bony bra, while the bottoms shortly followed, hiding the thin steel of her belt, only the lock hung over the side at her hip, and honestly added slightly to the outfit, being a small silver heart.

The fairies had reached her thighs, and now the soft vibrations in her hips, and the constant tendril teasing to her peaks and clit were starting to get to her as she felt the tiny winged people's hands drifting and sliding over her flesh while they wove, while she could see the long tail black tuxedo coat being made lovingly out of what appeared to be shining satin or silk while her bottoms were being altered whilst on her to accomadate her tails. There was some chanting going on around her backside, likely to help with More tails in the future while they dressed her up. They were even going so far as to make her a tophat like a proper magician.
 
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The fairies turn out to be quite efficient workers. Though the sensation of fabric being created on her skin is quite pleasant, it also reminds the kitsune of the other things unfortunately going on on her skin. Swallowing her frustration, Christine allows herself to be lifted and watches as the outfit is tailored to her, trying her best to stay still when required and move her arms out of the way when needed.
 
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20 minutes, and Christine is lowered to the ground, wearing a set of shining heels in black courtesy of Nakar, using the material in his armor to craft them, fishnets gracing her legs from toetip to hiding underneath her bottoms, the little fairies having to use Magic to accomplish that one, which mean blessedly while her bottoms were not, the leggings had to be crotchless because of the twin lengths of her belt. Above she wore an ivory white collared shirt complete with bow, and over that her long tailed tuxedo jacket, Nakar offering her the hat.

And that is That. You look lovely He said, sounding like he was smiling, since he didn't really have any kind of mobile face.

Hurry along though, Lillith is in the song of stars, as is her want. Go pay that lip service we spoke about like a good... well... not sure what your relationship is. She literally holds the key to your pleasure. Servant? Mayhaps.
 
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As she is lowered to the ground, Christine stretches, testing to see if anything was limiting her mobility apart from the heels, then takes the hat and puts it on her head, making sure it's straight. "Do you happen to have a mirror?" she asks no-one in particular while brandishing the wand.
 
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Everyone shrugs at her request for a mirror before a large pitcher plant helpfully obliges by leaning forward, letting her see herself in it's sexytime goops. Daaaayyumn girl you fly!
 
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"Thank you." the kitsune says cheerfully, turning sideways to get a look at her profile, then turning to look at her ass and finally turning back and conjuring sparkles from the wand. "Wow. It's awesome."
 
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For the sake of humor Christine may pull 5 entirely edible rabbits out of her hat per day.

All the fairies said "You're Welcome!" in their tiny screechy little voices while Nakar did the same with his trademark bow, adding a slight flourish. We do try dear, we're not entirely heartless monsters. Just... close. Very little respect for personal space.
 
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Christine bows with a flourish, then heads to the stairs and then to her own quarters.
 
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Inside her own quarters, she finds Ashlie and Tam. Both have been gagged with rings to match Christine's, the situation reminding her that the hidden magical tool in her mouth had not been properly removed, and she had no idea how it operated. Probably in some incredibly unhelpful manner. Like upon approach of dick.

The two women are lounging and rolling their hips unsteadily in open frustration while Dillian worked diligently to pick their locks of all things, before turning and seeing Christine, while both slaves leapt to kneel at her feet and whine pitifully behind wide blue balls. Had to shut them up, the complaining was unbearable. Honestly. If they keep this up I'm just going to have an oral orgy and enjoy myself at their expense. he said, frustratedly setting the lockpicks aside.
 
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Upon entering the room, Christine facepalms. "Salazar. Is there a sparring room or something similar in the castle? Ashlie, Dillian, I want you to take Tam and start teaching her to fight." she says, not even bothering to comment about Dillian's current activities, nor mentioning that she likely could make the keys show up any time she wanted.
 
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Salazar doesn't appear, and instead just answers her telepathically. Yes, third floor, passed the large internal fountain. impossible to miss, full of weapons. He said, Dillian shrugging and nodding, apparently having gotten it as well. Still, he tightened the girl's ballgags so they were completely incapable of complaining at all about any of it, apparently already annoyed as he slapped two small padlocks through them to be absolutely certain no one was griping about Christine's orders, leading the pair along and leaving Christine in peace to her own frustrations. But not before a parting comment. Your new outfit looks amazing. Shame I'm stuck with these two. before he closed the door.
 
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Smiling at Dillian, Christine adds: "I want both of them too tired to do further mischief." and then waits for Dillian to leave before sinking into a chair, still not used to heels and wondering how much longer she dared to wait and what she'd say to Lillith.

After a while she sighs and stands up, heading to the Song of Stars, still not sure what she'd say or do to Lillith.
 
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The heels are fairly comfortable considering and give her ass some amazing lift, showing off her fluffy tails. Sitting down and trying to relax, she's rewarded with increased teasing from her belt and bra, both keeping her just aroused enough to be hungry for more, her hips unconsciously rolling in the chair as she closes her eyes for a moment.

Deciding after awhile to see Lillith regardless, she stands to head up and see her, finding her writing a large letter of some kind under the stars, she doesn't react overmuch to Christine's presence, but Christine can see the key to her freedom on the desk next to her. Are you aware it's your last day here? she said quietly, scratching away with the quill.
 
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Stopping a respectful distance away, Christine folds her arms."I knew it was close, but I have to admit I haven't been paying much attention to the days."
 
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