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It was a calm day in the city surrounding the institute of war.

The institute, along with the league of legends was formed ages ago by the mightiest mages in Valoran. As a more peaceful and safer alternative to wage war, the surrounding lands like Demacia and Noxus granted it governmental and territorial autonomy in return for using the league to settle any disputes.

The institute of war was a humongous, wondrous fortress where countless epic battles had been fought by legendary and famous champions. People from across the continent flocked and over the years a city had risen around the institute.

Those champions were regarded far and wide as celebrities, and could choose to live in the institute if they so wished. 

Some made ready use of its lavish accommodation. Most because they were outcasts or homeless, others used it for more practical reasons, to save them the bother of traveling back and forth to their homeland.

One of the champions currently residing in the institute of war was called Ahri, a raven-haired fox-woman with nine beautiful white tails and an even more amazing body.

Long slender legs, luscious hips that drew every man's gaze as if by magic, a sizeable but cute rack, and skin so smooth and pale it seemed to light up the gorgeous hybrid woman. She was as proud of her body as every normal woman, and -being not entirely human- she greatly enjoyed the gazes of men and women alike.

Ahri out was strolling around the city, which had been remarkably quiet the past few weeks. There hadn't been any large-scale battles or events, or even noteworthy festivities. The lack of buzz had been irritating the beautiful fox girl for a few days already.

"Haaah, things have been way too quiet around here lately!" She moaned. "I'm bored!"

And when Ahri was bored, she tended to revert to her old ways, before she'd built up a life as a league of legends champion: Going out to hunt other champions for some… entertainment.

That lead the hybrid woman to traverse the entire city, sizing up potential targets for her lewd and kinky fun.

The first person to get a ping on her radar was a stunning girl with a lovely hourglass figure and pitch black hair tied in a ponytail. She was a shadow warrior by the name of Akali.

She came from an ancient order originating in the Ionian Isles, dedicated to the preservation of balance: The Kinkou. 

Order, chaos, light, darkness. All things must exist in perfect harmony, for such is the way of the universe. 

That was the Kinkou’s creed. And to uphold it, the order employed a triumvirate of shadow warriors. 

Akali was one of those shadow warriors. Her sacred duty was that of pruning the Tree. In other words: eliminating those who threaten the equilibrium of Valoran.

A prodigal martial artist, Akali had endured harsh and relentless training regimens from a very early age. The combination of her exceptional talent and her martial art upbringing meant the young girl had made her way into the Kinkou at the frail age of 14, becoming part of the triumvirate. But despite her youth, she was more than capable. By the time of her introduction, her body had become a weapon even deadlier than her scythes her skills and reflexes honed just as sharply as the blades she wielded.

The skilled assassin wasn't completely in agreement with the Kinkou she belonged to however. Mainly regarding Zed, an exceptional ninja who was the first in 200 years to unlock the ancient, forbidden ways. He had been excommunicated for doing so, something that never sat well with Akali or her mother. The true reason for the assassin's unease remained shrowded in mystery, even to her fellow clan members.

Her dispute eventually led her to search for farther lands to perform her duty.

Given that the institute for war was so riddled with powerful beings, Akali naturally felt herself drawn to the city. But due to the great distance between the island nation of Iona and the League, the raven-haired warrior saw herself forced to take up residence there.

She had however adapted to life in the city rather quickly, mainly thanks to its inhabitants being perfectly at ease with people who lived in the shadows such as herself. Over time, Akali managed to build up a life that could even be described as 'comfortable'.

Akali was walking through the busy streets of the city on her way back home when Ahri spotted her, and instantly fell in love with the curvy shadow warrior.

She is going to provide me with DAYS of fun! The fox woman thought amused. But just from the way she walks I can tell she’s a skilled fighter. I’ll need a surprise attack to increase my chances…

So, Ahri cautiously followed Akali from a distance. To her surprise and delight, it turned out this buxom young woman also lived inside the institute for war!

A fellow champion? Now I KNOW she'll be fun. The fox woman thought excitedly.

The nine-tailed fox continued to stalk Akali until she knew in which wing of the massive castle the dark-haired girl resided.

Once she confirmed it, the hybrid human returned to her quarters- which luckily turned out to be located in the opposite wing - to pack everything she’d need.

When night fell, Ahri snuck into the northern wing and stealthily made her way to the corridor holding Akali’s room. After listening through the wooden door for absensce of movement, she picked the lock and headed inside.

But to her surprise, Akali wasn’t lying on her bed.

She’s not in? I thought for sure-

Her thoughts were cut off by the sensation of cold steel pressing against her neck.

“Don’t make a move. Don’t make a sound.” Akali hissed. “If you try anything this scythe is taking off your head. Close your eyes if you can understand me.”

Ahri stood there, frozen in place as she slowly closed her eyes.

“Good. Open them up again and tell me who you are.”

The fox girl obeyed.

“I-I’m a t-thief.” She lied quickly. “I thought I could make some quick cash looting this room. I’ve stolen from people residing in this castle once or twice before.”

Akali’s eyes narrowed. “You thought to rob me?!” She said in a whisper that made every hair on Ahri’s nine tails stand on end.

“I-I didn’t think you were in.”

“Well I am!” The dark-haired girl retorted, tightening the blade on Ahri’s neck. “Give me one good reason not to slice your throat!”

“You’d soil the floor and have to pay cleaning duties for your room?” The fox woman tried to joke.

Akali frowned. “You’re messing around in this situation?!”

“I’m not one for whimpering and begging.” Was the proud response.

That pleased the assassin on some level, enough for her to cautiously remove her blade and allow Ahri to take a step back.

“I don’t suppose you’d be willing to just let me go?” She asked sheepishly. “I haven’t stolen anything yet.”

“The emphasis being the ‘yet’.” Akali replied.

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of stealing from you anymore!” Ahri promised, waving her hands dismissively. “Honestly, if you let me leave you’ll never see hair nor hide of me.”

Akali relaxed a little now. I suppose I can be certain now. She most definitely isn’t out for my life. However, she isn’t exactly an upstanding citizen either.

“I don’t suppose I could persuade you to mend your ways?”

“M- mend my ways?” Ahri repeated confused. “You mean, stop stealing? No thanks, I’d rather not starve to death.”

“One with stealth such as yours could make money in other ways.”

“Very funny, saying that to someone who just go caught.” The fox woman said annoyed.

“My senses are more keen than most. You should consider what I said.”

“Does that mean I’ll be leaving here with my head attached?” Ahri asked in a hopeful manner.

“If you keep your promise of never crossing my path, then yes.” Akali replied, sheathing her blade.

But that was exactly what Ahri had been waiting for ever since she’d been allowed to step back.

The split second Akali spent putting her weapon away were all the alert fox woman needed to close the distance and use her mind control kiss on the raven-haired assassin.

“Hmnf?!” Akali yelped in surprise as she felt the hybrid woman’s soft lips against her own. Her reflex to reach for her blade again was instantly dulled by the haze entering her mind.

What’s… going on? I feel… good.

Ahri pulled back with a triumphant grin. “Tell me, what is your name?”

“My name is Akali.” Was the cheerful reply.

“A very beautiful name!” The fox woman chirped. “It matches that amazing body you’re rocking. How about you let me take a good look?”

The shadow warrior obeyed without hesitation, and began removing her dark green robes to reveal a similarly coloured set of figure-hugging lingerie underneath.

“Perrrfect!” Ahri purred. “Spin around for me.” She commanded.

Akali did as requested, and turned her back to show off her lovely curves and those luscious buns barely covered up by her tight green panties.

"As delectable as I'd hoped." The hybrid woman giggled, opening her bag and throwing a few coils of rope for Akali to catch. "I trust a skilled assassin like yourself has at least some idea of how to use these?"

The shadow warrior nodded with a cheeky grin. "Not just from my work in the shadows to be honest."

Ahri's eyes widened and her lips curled into a mischievous grin. "You my dear, are what is called 'the jackpot'."

"Why thank you." Akali replied as she herself down on the ground.

Her first coil of rope ended up cinched around her ankles after she crossed them. The second and third she then tied below and above her knees, tightly lashing her calves and thighs together with the strong hemp rope.

Her legs immobile, she looked up at her enchantress. "Shouldn't I have a gag as well?"

Ahri's mouth fell open. "Y-Yes you should." She admitted, a little taken aback. My abilities shouldn't alter a person's behaviour to this extent, or at least they never have before... I guess she really has experience in this. GOD this is one lucky night!

She quickly rummaged through her bag and found two black pieces of cloth which she handed to the raven-haired warrior, who wasted no time stuffing her mouth with one and trying a cleave gag with the other.

Meanwhile Ahri had found a larger, white cloth in her bag. She kneeled behind the bodacious assassin and tied it before her eyes.

"Hmn?" Akali mouthed into her gag in surprise, but she was quickly pacified with a peck on her cheek from the fox woman. "All part of the game."

"Hmnhmhmn." The assassin giggled, holding her hands behind her back for Ahri to restrain.

The nine-tailed girl didn't pass up that opportunity, and quickly weaved a tight boxtie into place to firmly trap Akali's arms.

"Be a dear and test this out for me."

The assassin began squirming and wriggling as commanded, her hands grasping at the boxtie ropes in search of a knot. But she couldn't grab hold of a single one.

After a good 10 minutes, she looked up at Ahri, panting a little. She shook her head.

"You won't be able to get out on your own?"

She shook again.

"And you put in real effort?"

A nod this time.

"Perfect, then I can lift my hold over you and see what you're really like!" The fox woman chimed, doing exactly that.

"Hmnn?" Akali grunted as the haze in her mind cleared up, leaving her with a small headache and a hole in her memories.

What happened? Did I fall asleep? I don't- WHAT'S THIS?!

As she tried to stretch her body to get the soreness out of her limbs, the dark-haired assassin discovered her arms and legs wouldn't respond. The gag and blindfold made themselves apparent immediately after.

I've been restrained? Captured?! By who? And HOW?!

"HMRRRNN!!" She growled as she started thrashing around to escape her bonds.

But as she shook and flexed her legs she recognised the ropework. It was her own!

A fellow Kinkou member? But that's impossible! Besides, I have personalised my techniques, no one but me can tie the ropes like this!

That didn't help her understand the situation one bit. She tied herself up? But there's no way she could've done whatever was pinning her arms down so securely on her own. That part wasn't her doing either, despite if feeling just as tight.

"Hmmn mhh mnnff (who is this)?!" She cried angrily.

"Hihihi." Ahri's cute giggle startled the shadow warrior a little, but she turned her head in the direction of the sound soon after.

"I'm betting you have no idea what's going on? I went full force on my charm spell after all since I had to get you under control immediately. The blank in your memory probably won't come back, but you should be glad for that."

"Hmn mhrr hhm (who are you)?" Akali demanded to know.

"My name is Ahri. As you might have worked out by now, I am not a thief."

"Hmn hmm mhh hnn (what do you want)?" The assassin snarled.

"To have fun. And I have chosen you to be my playmate."

"HMNR?!" The raven-haired warrior cried out in shock, shifting her upper body around as she searched for slack in her ropes.

"Don't bother, we both know you can't get out of that." The fox-woman replied as she picked up her captive and slung her over her shoulder.

"HMMGRRR!!" Akali growled angrily, trying to kick at her kidnapper.

But that just earned her a pinch in her lower cheek. "Careful, I can put you to sleep just as easily as I took over your mind earlier. But you won't like the headache that follows..."

The raven-haired woman calmed down, albeit grudgingly. If she was going to look for an opening, she needed to be conscious after all.

"Good girl." Ahri teased as she snuck back into the massive corridor and locked the door behind her using they key.

She then rushed over to her own wing under the cover of night, her nimble footwork making less noise than the gentle breeze blowing outside the institute. If Akali hadn’t been so angry with her predicament, her shadow warrior captive probably would've been impressed.

The bodacious shadow warrior spent the entire trip silently fidgeting around with her hands, trying to draw the box tie ropes further into her grasp and pull a knot into reach. To her annoyance, she couldn't budge any of it.

This woman is good. I can't believe she's not an assassin. Could her words from earlier have been a ruse?

Whatever this hybrid woman's motives were, it seemed that right now the assassin had no choice but to patiently wait and see. 

After bouncing around on Ahri's shoulder for a good 15 minutes the sound of a lock opening and the creaking of wood betrayed they'd entered another room. They had reached Ahri's quarters.

It was similar to Akali's in size and equipment, no surprise since they resided in the same castle. The only real difference was her bed: Ahri had spent a deftly sum of money for a huge four-poster bed, decorated with silk of a wine red colour. Her mattress was huge and springy and incredibly comfortable, something the bound and gagged assassin would no doubt come to appreciate...

The fox woman closed the door behind her, which her damsel interpreted as the starting signal for fuss-making.

"HMN HHM GHH (LET ME GO)!" She demanded again, bucking angrily on the hybrid woman's shoulder.

But Ahri barely recognised the resistance as she dropped Akali onto the bed to let her writhe around some more.

The fox woman then pulled out a long rope out from under her bed and suspended it from her headboard to the foot end, weaving it into Akali's box tie and leg bindings along the way. This ensured the shadow warrior remained trapped smack in the middle of Ahri's huge and comfortable bed.

"HMNN (HEY)!" Akali groaned when she felt the rope being cinched into her box tie, tethering her to the bed. She kicked her legs out in protest, but Ahri caught them and continued her work whilst humming a cheerful tune.

This BITCH! She's mocking me!

"HMMNNNGRRR!!" The raven-haired girl shrieked in fury. Thrashing around so wildly she was making the entire bed creak under her assault. 

But everything held strong. Try as she might, the helpless warrior failed to dislodge a single rope or work loose any of the knots. 

After exhausting herself, Akali was forced to lie down quietly. She was panting heavily and her skin was shining slightly with perspiration. But the biggest issue right now was the way her body had begun responding to being bound and gagged. The tight ropes ensnaring her soft skin, squeezing her thighs and wrists with every move she made, it felt... arousing.

This isn't the time! She thought frustrated. I must get out of here!

The proud warrior was burning up with anger at her humiliating situation. She started rubbing her head into the mattress to remove the blindfold.

First things first: I need to be able to see to work out a plan. And so I can prepare for whatever twisted game this woman has planned!

It took an annoying amount of effort, but Akali eventually managed to remove her blindfold. What she saw came as quite the shock to her.

The room was perfectly ordinary, similar to her own rented quarters but larger and more luxurious. What she hadn't expected however, was being alone!

Where did she go?

After confirming Akali wouldn't be able to wriggle her way off the bed, the mischievous fox woman had immediately headed out again. She was feeling lucky after her perfect catch and planned to use the rest of the night to pick up a second toy!

But that actually suited the shadow warrior just fine.

With her out of the picture, I can work on my escape in peace. When she comes back here, there'll be a scythe with her name on it lying ready!

Motivated by this unexpected opening, the raven-haired girl began flexing her luscious like never before.

Her fingers were fluttering like agitated moths, searching out the ropes running from her wrists around her upper body to tug at them and fumble around with the knots she grazed every so often. But the only little bud she actually managed to slip into her grasp had been done up so tightly she couldn't work it loose, even after prising at it with her fingernails.

"Hmnnff." Akali sighed. I should've expected nothing else. Rule number one in capturing a target: ensure the hands are 100% secure... Moving on then.

She tried to roll on her back to see if she could reach her restraints more easily. But the rope spanning the bed was strung to tightly and she didn't have the slack needed.

"Hmrrff!" Akali grunted as she tried to force her ropes to budge. But she simply snapped back into place, frozen in place on her side.

Crap. This is going to be more difficult than I thought...

Unable to roll around, the assassin tried to move her ankles closer to her hands. Even though she knew how impressive her knot-tying skills were, she couldn't not try. Sadly, that anchoring rope once again got in the way. Because Ahri had woven it neatly into each of her personal restraints, forcing her legs to remain outstretched and useless for anything other than meagrely twitching back and forth.

"HMMRGGG!!" The bodacious girl growled in fury. Isn't there ANYTHING I can do?!

Truth was, there wasn't. Ahri had been to thorough in ensuring the skilled shadow warrior would be utterly helpless. And a pit had begun developing in Akali's stomach as she came to realize this.

[Meanwhile, out on the streets]

With darkness as her ally, Ahri was out on the hunt again. Her snooping took her to the edge of the city, where she soon became drawn in by an ethereal sound. The origin: The Etwahl belonging to the beautiful musician Sona.

Found abandoned on the doorstep of an Ionian adoption house, Sona had no memories of her birthparents. The only link to her heritage was the ancient instrument she was found nestled upon: an ancient instrument known as an 'Etwahl'.

Growing up, Sona was an unusually well-behaved child, always quiet and content. It wasn’t until she’d aged a little that her caretakers realized the reason for Sona’s reserved attitude: She was a mute, unable to speak or produce any sound whatsoever.

As a result, the cute young girl with teal-coloured hair had never known the pleasure of being welcomed into the home of adoptive parents. After all, which parent could grow close to a stranger if they had no real way of conversing?

Her rescue came in the form of a wealthy Demacian woman named Lestara Buvelle. Attracted by rumours of Sona’s instrument, the noble lady visited the foster house. A quick glance at the ancient musical device had been enough for Lestara to seek out its owner, and subsequently adopt the girl.

With Lestara's guidance, Sona discovered a deep connection with her instrument. In her hands, it played tones which stilled or quivered the hearts of those around her. Within months, Sona was headlining for large audiences, wielding her mystical instrument to command their emotions with a single pluck of the strings.

Her fame growing with each concert, the bodacious teal-haired musician had finally made her way to the city surrounding the institute of war. Her performances here garnered just as much -if not more- attention. 

After another full house, she had calmly begun making her way back to her home in Demacia. It was already late at night, but with a full moon and her trusty Etwahl by her side, the beautiful songstress didn’t feel afraid. To liven up her trip, she'd even begun playing a tune on her musical instrument.

And that had been exactly what drew a certain nine-tailed predator near to her.

"Why hello there." Ahri purred from the shadows, startling the teal-haired bombshell.

She looked around nervously, trying to discern the origin of the voice.

"Over here." Ahri said gently as she dropped down from the tree branch and landed just a few feet away from Sona.

The musician flinched, sending out a slicing vibration using her instrument. It was an ability she had discovered years ago, and had honed in secret.

Ahri's animal-level reflexes allowed her to dodge the attack, which ended up taking a small chunk out of a massive tree stump behind her.

"Wow, that's a pretty dangerous ability." She commented. "Why did you attack me out of the blue?"

The teal-haired frowned at the hybrid woman, pointing at the tree branch she'd jumped off of.

"What? Did I startle you? That's no reason to attack me? I was intrigued by your music and wanted to know more."

Now Sona began blushing a little, clenching her Etwahl and avoiding Ahri's gaze.

"What's your name?"

The teal-haired held up a card displaying her name and the area she lived in.

"Sona?"

She nodded gently.

"Nice to meet you Sona. But why won't you say anything? Anyone who can play music such as yours is sure to have a divine voice!"

Now poor Sona's blush faded. Instead she began looking solemn and dejected. She pointed at her open mouth, but no sound came forth.

"Are you mute perhaps?"

Another gentle nod.

"Poor you. Now I see why your music is so passionate.

Sona began blushing again as Ahri walked up close, swaying those impeccably sculpted hips of hers in a mesmerising display, even for a fellow female.

"It only makes me want you more." The raven-haired fox woman whispered before pressing her lips onto a startled Sona's.

She tried to push her assailant off, but Ahri's hypnotic effects had already dulled her senses. She couldn't muster up the strength to run away anymore.

"Pfeww. It's a good think you're so innocent and let me approach without a fuss." Ahri teased the docile teal-haired girl. "If I'd let you wield that tricky and noisy weapon of yours, this could've ended up very badly for me."

Sona's mind entered a haze, just barely lucid enough for her to realize she was stripping down to her dark blue underwear and kneeling down before the nine-tailed woman.

Ahri took her time admiring the musician’s impeccable body:

Her luscious hips and butt, soft yet firm and so beautifully sculpted it was almost making the fox woman drool.

That pale skin that seemed to glimmer with the moon rays hitting it.

Her fulsome and bouncy chest which surpassed even Ahri's for size, so snugly nestled in their tight lacy package.

I can't wait to unwrap those. The raven-haired girl thought, already feeling aroused at the mere thought of playing with this girl.

"Be a dear and put your hands behind your back for me."

After another one of those cute nods the teal-haired babe proceeded to fold her arms behind her back. Ahri gently adjusted their position so she could get to work on a strict reverse prayer, which she simultaneously wove into a strict chest harness to bring out the best of Sona's impressive rack. Ropes were looped around her upper body to ensnare her tits from above, below, either side and even in between. That last length of the cord was used to leverage her lower chest ropes upwards and tightly wrap the harness around Sona's chest.

As Ahri tightened up the ropes, she drew the first sound from Sona: A deep and audible gasp. She craned her neck as best she could in her bound condition to frown at her enchanting kidnapper.

The hybrid girl bit her lower lip. "That look on you is SOOO cute!" She exclaimed. 

But Sona shook her head. The mind control was doing its job in keeping her docile, but it seemed she was still more than capable of expressing her disdain, despite her lack of a voice.

"I wish you could speak." Ahri sighed. "I have a feeling your voice would be as amazing as your body."

Sona looked away again. Despite the mind control, she still didn't respond well to anyone bringing up her muteness. Something the fox woman took care to remember.

She dropped the subject and moved on to the musician's lower body, lashing her legs together into separate frogties. It would prevent her from kicking the raven-haired woman as she carried her back.

Due to Sona's muteness, Ahri didn't have to bother with a gag.

At least that's one advantage to her condition. I won't have to worry she frees up her gag and calls for help.

"Could you test if you can escape this?" She asked after checking all her knots were secure.

Sona began struggling around, fluttering with her fingers in a useless bid to grab hold of something. But since she was not a trained assassin or even an experienced warrior, she reached the end of her rope a lot quicker than Akali.

She looked up at Ahri, seemingly disappointed at having failed to even move from her spot.

"Stuck I presume?"

Once again, nothing more than a timid nod.

"Perfect, then it's high time we headed for my room. With some luck, we'll have made it inside before the mind control wears off." The hybrid woman said, gently picking up the musical girl in a princess carry and heading back to her institute of war through the abandoned roads and dimly lit alleyways, her featherlight footsteps never noisier than a whisper.

And her poor captive had no means of calling for help…

When the two made it back to Ahri's room, they were welcomed by a loud. "HMRRGGG!!"

Akali was lying on the bed exactly as Ahri had left her. Every single one of her escape attempts had ended in miserable failure and tightening of the ropes. Eventually, the shadow warrior had to concede defeat and tried find a comfortable position so she could recover.

In the end, she'd even managed to doze off, but the sound of Ahri opening her door had woken up the alert assassin. She was lying down facing the door, meaning she immediately saw the person coming in wasn't an unlikely saviour, but her captor. And she'd brought a friend.

"HMRN HMN GHH (LET ME GO)!" Was Akali's angry greeting.

"Oh, good. You're still stuck." The hybrid woman replied teasingly as she closed the door with a bump of her hip, since she still had Sona in her arms. "I had to admit, part of me was worried a skilful girl such as yourself would have figured out a way to escape. It's good to know my tying skills pull through when I need them to."

"MRNNN!!"

"Shush now, you'll wake up my neighbour. Neither of us will enjoy that, he’s a massive mace-wielding bloke." Ahri taunted her. 

It was clear to both that with her thorough gag, Akali would never manage to be loud enough to be heard outside that room.

The nine-tailed fox then walked over to gently lower Sona onto the bed. The mind control had kept hold of the musician, but judging by the way she'd been squirming for the past minute Ahri knew it was waning.

"Barely made it!" She said satisfied as she looked at Sona. "I had hoped you would still be calm enough for me to add the last part to your bondage."

The teal-haired bombshell looked at her captor in confusion. There was more? She was already completely helpless!

After rooting around in her stash of toys, the fox girl returned with a panel gag, but not your ordinary version.

"I came up with this while carrying you from the edge of the city. I hope you think it just as adorable as I do!"

As she buckled it into place, the panel gag made soft jingling sounds. It had a tiny bell latched to the centre front. This way Sona could actually make a sound by using her mouth.

"There we go, shake your head please."

*jinglingling!*

Ahri clapped her hands rapidly with glee. "You're so cuuuute!"

But she wouldn't remain cute for long. Because moments after the gag had been secured into place, the hybrid woman's mind control completely faded away.

What happened? Sona thought confused as she looked around a room that somehow seemed vaguely familiar. Where is this? How did I get here? And why can't I move?!!

Immediately upon waking from her trance, poor Sona entered a blind panic. She began rolling around on the floor trying to wriggle her way out of the tight ropes ensnaring her delectable body. The bell jingled happily as a result, which made the helpless musician burn up with embarrassment.

What manner of gag is this?! Actually, why have I even BEEN gagged?!

The teal-haired captive only stopped her frantic worming and waggling when she heard the loud groan of Akali demanding her freedom once again.

I'm not alone? Who is she?

But Ahri just giggled at the both of them, turning Sona's head towards her and making her eyes grow wide.

HER! She's the one who startled me outside the city and then kissed me out of nowhere! Did she use some sort of spell to knock me out?

Sona frowned at the nine-tailed girl, shuffling around to show her bound hands as a silent demand for her release. Well, mostly silent because the bell kept on ringing with each twitch of her body.

Ahri ignored her, walking straight past the bombshell and addressing Akali instead. 

"Scoot over." She said mockingly to the immobile raven-haired damsel. "You need to make room for your playmate."

"HMRRGG!!" I CAN'T scoot over you bitch! Your ropework's made sure of that!

Almost as if she could read minds, the hybrid woman untied the rope running across her bed and instead made Akali sit up with her back against the headboard and quickly looping a length of rope to anchor her there.

She then picked up a squirming Sona and gently lowered her so the musician's frogtied legs rested either side of the shadow warrior's.

*jinglinglingling* Sona rang as she tried to fight Ahri from whatever she was trying to do. But her entire upper body felt rigid with her hands so awkwardly forced flat against her back and her breasts suffering with each move she made, not to mention the despairing feeling of her hands being utterly immobile.

"Keep still now, if you hinder my work I promise you you'll regret it later. Because you won't be comfy if these next few ropes aren't perfectly in place."

The two bound and gagged girls glared at Ahri. They would like nothing more right now than to jump that mischievous fox woman. But since that wasn't an option, they grudgingly decided to listen to her advice.

Using a long rope Ahri then lashed the girls' waists together so tight both their groins and bosoms touched.

"Hmnn!!" Akali moaned as she felt Sona's large knockers rub against her own, the sudden pressure on her groin sending a shiver down her spine.

Sona rung her bell again in protest, frowning at Ahri. This is really uncomfortable too!

"Hmn hrr hmnn (what are you doing)?" Akali demanded to know.

What Ahri was doing, was setting up a fun little game.

With her two playthings securely tethered together, the fox woman brought out a hitachi wand. The two eyed the plastic buzzer with nervous eyes, fidgeting a little as Ahri slotted it in between their breasts.

"This should get you two in the mood soon enough." She purred as she flicked the switch.

"UHMMNNN!!" Akali howled as the vibrations hit her supple flesh.

*JING JING JINGALING* Sona's head began rocking in all directions as she felt ripple after ripple travel through her large bust. This is insane! She thought distressed. I'm becoming aroused! But why?!

Akali had long passed by the confusion stage. By now she'd been forced to acknowledge how horny her body had become due to the ropes, leaving her frustrated at her inability to act on it.

The raven-haired warrior began bumping her pelvis into Sona's to see if she could make the burning inside subside. But no such luck. Sona for that matter didn't appreciate the invasion at all.

*jingling!* Her bell went as she glared at the assassin.

Ahri giggled from the side lines. "The two of you are too adorable for words!"

"HMRN!"

"Don't be like that Akali, I was complimenting you!"

*jingling!*

"You two are such sourpusses." The raven-haired girl pouted. "After all my effort to make sure you'd be entertained."

Neither of the bound and gagged girls felt very 'entertained'. But with their limbs restrained and their voices sealed, there wasn't much they could to other than stare foully.

"Well I'm not letting your moods ruin my fun!" Ahri said stubbornly, climbing onto her bed and nibbling at Sona's earlobe.

The musician flinched at the sensual tingling that caused all over her body. Maybe it was the hitachi working away, but that little nip had been way more effective than she expected.

This woman, how does she know to handle my body so well?! Has she done this before?

The fox woman's skilful work suggested she had. Because playing with Sona's earlobe only marked the start!

She next moved on to rub the teal-haired girl's genitals, gently pressing her dark blue panties to rub them into her labia.

Sona's eyes bulged as the sensual pressure made her nipples grow rock hard poke into her bra, only empowering the hitachi which was still buzzing happily in between her and Akali's breasts.

Both the assassin and the musician moaned or gasped in protest, trembling needily as their bodies were forced into their arousal. But no matter how much they squirmed, they couldn't dislodge the hitachi, nor hide from its unending stimulus.

After a few minutes of playing with both her captives' breasts, stroking their waists and hips, she was finally ready to move things along. She carefully slipped her hands underneath her captives' panties.

"HMMNHH!!" Akali shrieked as her clit came out to play in an almost immediate response to Ahri's fingers.

Sona's bell also began jiggling like crazy, her cheeks flushed red as she felt her most sensitive flesh quivering for more.

"You two seem a lot more eager than you let on." The raven-haired domme chuckled, hinting at their warm and moist love boxes.

"HMRRRN!"

*JINGALING*

"Haha, patience. We'll get there." The fox woman teased them, leaning into her captives so she could brush her lips along their bosoms whilst her fingers flicked their clits and pinched their labia.

Both Akali and Sona gasped into their gags, their nostrils flaring as their lungs could no longer keep up with their need for air.

I can't fight it! Sona realized as she felt an erotic tidal wave building in her loins. I'm- I'm going to...

The musician's eyes widened and her entire body began convulsing as her banks finally burst.

It's so powerful! She thought frustrated. I- I can't understand it. How can it feel THIS good?!

Since she had a little more stamina, Akali managed to hold out a tad longer. But in the end the assassin had to give in to Ahri's expert ministrations.

"Hmn! Hmff! HMMNNNN!!" She groaned into the cloth stuffing her mouth as her climax surged forth.

Both girls slumped down in their bindings, looking straight at their own chest so as to avoid crossing eyes with one another. For some reason, it felt like the embarrassment would be too much to handle otherwise.

"You two performed splendidly!" Ahri chirped as she pulled back and removed the ropes forcing her toys in their hug. "I'm so glad you decided to play along in the end."

We didn't have a choice! Both girls thought angrily. But they still felt too drained to make a fuss.

Thanks to that the hybrid woman had no trouble retying the two young women in preparation for bed. 

Less than 20 minutes later, both girls had been tied in exactly the same manner: Wrists crossed behind their backs, elbows touching, ankles and knees secured and a single long rope pulled taut along the bed to anchor them in place. 

Akali and Sona had ended up lying on one side of the bed each, allowing Ahri to snuggle up in between them on her massive cosy mattress. Sona's gag had been removed, but for obvious reasons her fellow damsels’ had remained.

"Perfect! I've never been more comfortable!" The fox woman giggled as her tails caressed the bound and gagged women's thighs and hips.

"Hmrr." The shadow warrior grunted annoyed. She was marginally more comfortable now than during her other predicaments, but of course it didn't compare to being free. Sona felt the same way, except she had the added burn of Akali staring her down, jealous at her free mouth.

Jeeez! It's not my fault I can't speak! She thought annoyed. If anything, my situation is MORE frustrating!

Ahri never noticed her toys' anger, or maybe she simply didn't care. Whichever it was, the hybrid woman had no trouble whatsoever drifting off to sleep with a wide grin, embraced by her bodacious captives.

The following morning Ahri almost bounced out of bed. She couldn't recall the last time she'd been in a mood this good!

"Yesterday was sooo much fun! I'd been dying to break my latest streak of boredom, and you two were just the thing!" She chimed, throwing hand kisses at the two drowsy captives.

Needless to say, they hadn't had as good a night's rest. So, when Ahri left them to take a shower, they didn't complain but got straight back to resting some more.

The nine-tailed foxed hummed a cheerful tune as she washed her body, hair and tails, giving her perky knockers a quick fondle. She felt frisky. Despite all the fun she'd already had, it still didn't seem to be enough.

I want another playmate! 

After returning to her room, she made herself some breakfast and then prepared a meal for her captives as well.

When she returned to the bedroom, the musician and the shadow warrior were wide awake, and eager to be freed.

"If you two promise to behave, and not make a fuss, I'll feed you something delicious." The hybrid woman promised.

Both girls glared at her, but a loud rumbling of both their stomachs destroyed their bluff.

"So... breakfast?" The raven-haired woman offered again.

Grudgingly, Akali and Sona nodded.

What followed was a very calm and very quiet breakfast, with both the black and teal-haired girls having to admit Ahri's cooking skills were top notch. If it hadn't been for the tight ropes ensnaring their bodies, they might've actually enjoyed the food!

With breakfast over and done with, Ahri got back to business.

She pacified them again with her mind control so she could remove the ropes and instead use handcuffs, which were more secure since she didn’t know how long she’d be out.

Akali and Sona woke up with their hands cuffed behind their backs around one of the poles holding up the hybrid woman’s four-poster bed. They were facing each other seated at opposite ends of Ahri's huge bed.

The hybrid woman had also locked leather mittens around their hands to trap them into fists.

When they realized the nature of their newest predicament, both captives kicked their legs in annoyance. But with the keys nowhere in reach that was about all they can do.

I can’t believe we’re stuck like this until that fox witch comes back! Akali cursed into her wrap tape gag. And with this stupid tape plastered all over my face I don’t have a chance of calling out for someone to come help us.

Sona had realized the same thing.

These cuffs are way too tight! If that other girl is in the same situation, I don’t think we can get out just by ourselves.

She glanced over at her Etwahl lying in the corner. Being a mute, Sona had no way of calling for help even without being gagged. Her only means of real communication had always been her trusty musical instrument. But that was now lying on the other end of the room, far out of her reach.

The teal-haired girl sighed and looked at her counterpart, who was far from sitting still.

She’s really stubborn. She should’ve realized long ago there’s nothing for us to do but to wait for that fox woman to return. Is she trying to tire herself out?

With her toys completely secure, Ahri was utterly relaxed as she strolled through town.

The streets were busy as ever, but that didn’t hinder the fox woman from spotting another divine specimen of the female anatomy.

It was an archer this time, an incredibly cute archer by the name of Ashe.

When Ashe was only fifteen, her mother was killed while commanding the tribe on a brash raid. The young archer suddenly found herself tasked with leading her tribe, but encountered resistance amongst her fellow tribesmen. They questioned the youthful girl’s ability to lead, some of them even hatched a plot to take her life.

It would have succeeded too, if Ashe had not discovered an ancient Freljord burial cairn during a routine hunt. In that sacred place, she found a mystical bow made of everlasting ice. Using the bow, the young huntress managed to fight off the assassins out for her life with arrows of pure ice.

With the resistance quelled, Ashe led her tribe into glory and saw it grow to become the most sizeable in all of the Freljord. Her dream of one day uniting all the clans had been lit more strongly than ever. 

It was that dream that had brought Ashe to travel to the league of legends. She hoped to spread the name of her clan, and open up trading relations with the massive city that had formed around the institute for war.

She had made decent progress as well, opening up trade routes and gaining fame for her skill with a bow.

Today however, Ashe wasn’t at work. She had instructed her aides to leave her side so she could explore the city at her leisure, something the young bluenette had not yet been able to do despite being intrigued by its size and liveliness.

“This place is amazing!” She mused as she walked past the countless stalls offering items she’d never even seen before. “And judging from the food stalls, the wildlife here is quite diverse as well.”

Her hunter’s instinct had been itching for a decent outing for days already. Now that she didn’t have work to do, the bluenette couldn’t hold herself back anymore. She began heading for the edge of the city at a brisk pace, planning to catch her own dinner for once rather than dining in one of the countless restaurants surrounding the institute of war where she resided, just like Akali and Ahri, only in a different wing of the castle.

“It’s been too long since I’ve spent a night outdoors. I miss it!” She chimed as she saw the massive gate that marked the northern entrance of the city.

Ahri had been carefully stalking the blue-haired girl ever since laying eyes on her. And while she was at it, she also took a moment to enjoy that nigh-impeccable body in motion.

Her slender but perky breasts bounced quite happily in her black, tight-fitting breastplate.

The huntress’s smooth skin possessed the same pale complexion Ahri was so proud of, but her ice blue eyes and hair somehow made it even more alluring.

Ashe’s hips swayed sensually with each step of her long slender legs, her black boots crunching the dirt ground beneath her a little. Her gait had something regal about it, the way she carried herself instantly betrayed to the fox woman this was no ordinary hunter.

All in all, the slender young archer was more than qualified to join Ahri’s ‘playgroup’.

Now the only question is… how do I get hold of her? It’s broad daylight and she doesn’t look like the type you can sneak up on.

To the raven-haired girl’s relief, it soon turned out Ashe was headed for the outskirt of the city.

If I can get her alone somehow, maybe I’ll stand a chance. I only need to get close enough for a few seconds, and a single kiss in…

However, a good 2 miles removed from the city walls the Avoran archer suddenly stopped her hike in the middle of nowhere.

"You can come out now." The gorgeous bluenette said. "I've known about you ever since we left the city."

Ahri's eyes widened, crouched beneath a large shrub. She's made my presence all the way from the start?!

The fox woman cautiously stood up, slightly relieved seeing Ashe had yet to draw her bow. She stepped out in the open. "Impressive. That bow isn't for show it seems. You truly are a huntress."

"And judging by those fluffy tails of yours, you look like game."

The hybrid woman grinned. "You'd be surprised."

"I doubt it." The archer replied, pulling the string on her bow. An ice arrow formed within the span of Ashe's bow, almost as if water vapour around the bow was condensing into her weapon.

"How do you like the curves?" 

"Oh they look divine." The raven-haired girl replied, her eyes examining every perfect inch of Ashe's body.

The huntress chuckled. "I was talking about the bow."

"Well I sure wasn't." The fox woman replies as she took cover behind the trees before the arrow finished solidifying. It was a good thing she'd ducked as well, because when Ashe released her shot the arrow held such power and speed it carved its way through the bark until the tip of it came out the other end, lodging the arrow firmly inside the tree.

Okay, bigger trees then.

Ahri sped over to the older trees, which would provide sufficient defence from her target's overpowered bow.

She had to duck, slide and somersault to evade the torrent of icy projectiles the huntress fired her way, but Ahri managed to make it to safety with only a minor cut on her thigh.

I hope that won't leave a mark. She thought as she carefully peered around the tree to see what her opponent was doing.

Ashe was using this moment to back up a little. She wasn't running away however, she just did her best work from a distance.

"Tsk. If she gets away any further, my fox fires won't reach her. I have to slow her down."

So the nine-tailed woman created several homing flames to chase after Ashe.

The skilled sniper took all of them down well before they made it in reach, but at least she had to slow down so as to take proper aim every time.

Her raven-haired stalker used the distraction to summon several more fox fires, of a different make-up than her normal ones.

She sent them flying for Ashe in a rapidly zig-zagging pattern, making it harder for her to hit them.

That won't work. The bluenette thought confidently. I can take out an eagle in full flight, this speed means nothing to me!

She fired two arrows in rapid succession, each one bulls eyeing a homing flame each. But rather than a minute explosion, these disintegrated in a cloud of smoke spreading so rapidly it covered several feet in a matter of seconds.

The huntress' eyes grew wide. "A smokescreen? Clever girl!"

She turned her back and ran to higher ground so she could take aim at Ahri when she left her self-made cover.

Standing on top of a large boulder, Ashe drew her bow and calmly took aim, her eyes scanning to area for any movement.

Suddenly, no less than five small flames burst from amongst the shrubbery and headed straight for her.

"Numbers won't help you! My bow can create arrows quicker than I could ever hope to draw them!"

To prove her words, she eliminated her five threats in 5 seconds flat.

But those five seconds had been enough for Ahri to execute her plan.

The fox woman had used the smoke cover not to approach the archer from behind, but to make a detour using the dense forestry, treading lightly using her own razor sharp reflexes. What had travelled through that smoke were her five flames, which she had hidden as close to the archer as possible.

When the dark-haired hybrid herself had then taken up position a few feet away from Ashe, she made her flames burst out of their hiding places to distract the huntress long enough for Ahri to rush in and strike the back of her neck with all her strength.

Being a sniper, Ashe was built and trained for speed and agility. Her ranged combat meant she didn't often engage in hand-to-hand combat. Ahri had gambled on the bluenette not being able to respond to a close-range attack as swiftly, and that a single strike at speed could knock her target out.

As Ashe's eyes closed from the sudden impact to the base of her neck and her body sank to its knees, the raven-haired girl smirked triumphantly. Her gamble had paid off.

When Ashe woke up again, she was welcomed by a throbbing headache from the painful knockout. But if anything, the sting of being caught off guard hurt even more.

When I see that bitch again, I'm putting an arrow through her- WHAT?!

She'd been too focused on being angry and taking in her surroundings again to realize there was something greatly amiss: she felt chilly and she couldn't move the way she wanted to.

The reason for both those issues were simple.

One: All her clothes had been removed, save for her black thong and bra. Having grown up in a frozen tundra, Ashe knew about cold. However, standing out in the open in her underwear, that was a whole new type of cold.

Two: She had been tied to a large tree, pinning her to it so thoroughly she found it difficult just to move!

Her wrists had been crossed above her head and kept there by hooking the rope leading from them behind a sturdy branch high in the canopy. Ashe's first instinct was to tug at the ropes and try to pull her hand down. But the resistance she discovered told her that wasn't an option.

A chest harness had also been tied into place and then anchored around the tree, meaning she put pressure on her breasts every time she strained the ropes.

Further down, there had been a second rope looped around the tree in a similar manner, only this one kept a firm grasp of Ashe's slender waist and also ran in between her legs to wedge her panties into her pussy. That last piece of rope was particularly annoying since it bothered her labia with each twitch she made. But to her confusion, deep down she had to admit that didn't feel all that bad.

Lastly, a rope had been tied around the base of the tree, coiling it around outstanding roots to ensure it couldn't ride up the bark. The rope had then been cinched around her ankles, trapping her feet to the ground and pinning down her legs in a slightly spread out position.

The moment she'd taken in all of her restraints and cleared her head, Ashe began struggling frantically. But she couldn't slip out of any of the ropes, they were done up far too tightly for that.

Ashe tried flexing her wrists to dislodge the ropes binding her hands, or shift the knot holding it all together so her nimble fingers could grasp it. But no such luck, her restraints wouldn't budge and the longer she kept at it, the more sore her wrists grew.

The rest of her predicament was the same: the only thing her struggles achieved was to chafe her smooth pale skin with the strong coarse hemp. To make matters worse, the more she struggled, the more the ropes tied around her upper body and waist began making her feel... strangely hot inside.

This isn't good. I'm getting distracted by those stupid ropes chafing my breasts and groin. What's up with putting ropes there anyway? I would've been just as secure without them! The bluenette thought flustered.

"Don't bother trying to escape." Ahri said as she jumped from the tree Ashe was tied to, landing down in front of her with barely a sound. "Being a hunter I'm sure you have no experience with being captured yourself."

"You crazy bitch, let me out!" The blue-haired girl demanded, lunging forward but snapping back to the tree almost immediately. "Hmgrr!" She grunted in pain.

"After all the work I did securing you to that tree? Why would I do that?" The raven-haired girl taunted.

"YOU!" The archer shrieked, thrashing around furiously.

"Hihih, nope!" Ahri taunted again. "You look too cute like this."

"AARHH!!" The bluenette growled, her butt rubbing into the bark and her crotch rope riding up as she bucked her hips in anger. She tried to kick her legs to tear them free as well, but it was useless. Other than arousing herself, she accomplished nothing. And it was clear to both her and Ahri.

Ashe stubbornly kept fighting for minutes on end, grunting and straining as she tired herself out.

The fox woman witnessed her entire show with a hunger burning in her pelvis. I am going to devour that girl!

Ahri was literally trembling with impatience as she waited for Ashe to slump down in her bindings. The bluenette glared at her captor. She realized she'd probably played right into her hands by exhausting herself, but she simply didn't know what else she should have done.

"Finally. Now we can have some fun." The nine-tailed fox replied as she strode over, her tails curling and flowing eagerly as she approached the archer to plant those dangerous lips of hers onto Ashe's.

Immediately, the huntress felt her mind clouding over. She began feeling giddy and eager, suddenly that infuriating hybrid woman didn't seem like such a bitch anymore.

"Open up." Ahri mused as she held out a bright blue ball gag that matched Ashe's ice blue eyes.

To her own surprise, the archer felt her lips part and the large rubber ball lodging between her teeth.

After buckling it firmly in place, Ahri took a step back, tugging on the crotch rope just for fun.

"Hmnnn!" The bluenette groaned hornily, reaching forward to try and kiss Ahri again.

"Hahaha, you lewd girl!" She teased, tying a blindfold over her captive's eyes and leaving her to squirm and moan for attention.

I don't understand. A surprisingly clear-headed Ashe thought confused. Part of me knows this is perverted and insane, but I just can't stop myself from wanting that woman! What kind of mind control is this?!

The raven-haired girl's next move as to plug Ashe's ears, rendering her deaf as well.

"Ahh (what)?!" She yelped shocked. "Ai eesh (my ears)?"

Now the cute huntress couldn't help getting a little nervous, her hips feeling around for Ahri but unable to find her.

"Hmnnn!" The bound and gagged bluenette mewled, trying to stop the saliva from pooling in her mouth and overrunning. She started leaning forward a little, desperate for some sign of her captor's presence.

All she could see was black, her arms and legs had no way to feel around so securely tied to that tree. And no matter how much she focused those keen ears of hers, she couldn't pick up anything through the thick plugs.

She was completely cut off from the outside world, and it was making her heart race!

Where is she? Is she watching me, waiting for the perfect moment to surprise me? She couldn't have left, could she? AAHH! I can't deal with this!

"EEEHHLL (HEEEELP)!" She screamed, despite not really wanting to be found in a predicament as humiliating as this.

That finally made Ahri respond. "You naughty girl!" She giggled. "Don't start calling out to people, what if there had actually been someone nearby?!" 

The fox woman squeezed Ashe's thigh, making the sniper flinch so badly her breasts bounced in her bra.

"Hiii!!" She yelped, completely caught off guard.

"Wow, sensitive aren't you? Must be because you can't see or hear." Ahri mused, leaning in to kiss the bluenette's ball gag and knead the bra into her breasts.

"Uuhhmm!"

"You like that, don't you?" Ahri purred as she fondled her newest playmate some more.

Her hands began squeezing harder into Ashe's breasts, her tongue strolling down the archer's slender neck.

"Hmnn!!" Stop it! Don't! I- I'm getting...

She didn't want to admit it, but what that hybrid woman was doing to her felt so incredible, so sensational she didn't ever want it to end.

But it would end, and by the feel of her lovebox growing increasingly moist it wasn't going to take much longer either.

At the first stroke of Ahri's fingers against her labia, the helpless archer broke down. Having been propelled into leadership at her young age, Ashe never really had time to enjoy love and all its facets. That lack of experience was coming back to bite her in the ass.

"Eeshe (please)!" She moaned, her hips thrusting forward as if to embrace her captor's hand.

But to her frustration, Ahri pulled back. "I haven't had nearly enough fun yet!" She protested, pulling down the cups of the sniper's bra so she could flick her rock-hard nipples with her tongue.

"Haaaa!" Ashe gasped audibly, her eyes widening behind the blindfold. She hadn't seen that coming at all!

How does she know how to do all this? Has she done this stuff before?

The longer Ahri kept playing with the huntress' body, the more certain she became of that. The fox woman's next move was to sink her teeth into Ashe's defenceless little buds, pulling back on her nipple slightly to make her breast stretch a little.

"AAHHHNNN!!"

When is she going to let me finish?! The helpless bluenette thought desperately. I can't bear this wait!

"EEESSSHHE (PLEEEASE)!" She screamed once again.

Thankfully Ahri did comply this time. She wasted no more time in slipping her hand down the archer's panties and pinching her clit, rubbing the swollen little knob like no tomorrow.

Seconds flashed by as Ashe's climax erupted, accompanied by a loud, near-primal howl in pleasure.

Her captor continued to pepper her chest in kisses and slowly massage her labia to prolong the bluenette's pleasure, until she began sinking through her knees and leaning into the ropes from pure exhaustion.

Sadly, Ashe wouldn't be able to bask in the afterglow for much longer. Because with her fun over Ahri lifted her trance to conserve magic power.

As her mind cleared up, the gravity of what had transpired began to sink in.

Did I just... By her... And I begged her for it?!

Her cheeks began glowing a vivid red and the proud leader of the Avorans started screaming at her captor and thrashing with what little strength she could muster.

But her ropes hadn't slacked at all, meaning she stood no more of a chance now than before her haze.

Ahri removed the earplugs. "You did well, especially since you were obviously something of a novice." She complimented. "You more than pass my test."

The last thing to enter Ashe's mind was 'What test?', before a powerful sleep spell knocked her out.

Ahri then heaved her newest acquisition in a duffle bag and snuck her back to her chambers, where Akali and Sona were still sitting helplessly with their arms cuffed around her four-poster bed.

By the time Ashe came too, night had fallen again. Her eyelids felt heavy as the remnants of Ahri's sleep spell left her body. It took her a while to piece together what had happened, but eventually she realized she was still a captive of that crazy nine-tailed fox.

She also learned she wasn't the only victim.

Right now Ashe was lying in the middle of a large bedroom, looking straight at two frantically squirming, securely trussed up young women.

Akali had been rendered helpless by means of some strict strappado bondage. The dark-haired shadow warrior was forced to remain standing, bent over to expose her cleavage. She was still dressed in nothing more lingerie, a vivid red colour this time. Her panties amounted to nothing more than a thong, whilst her bra served to push up her already so appetizingly dangling knockers.

Ahri had also frogtied the shadow warrior's left leg, forcing her to stand on just one foot. And to make her life even more difficult, a crotch rope had been tied into place and strung upwards to attach to her bound wrists, for constant pressure on her labia.

To keep the constantly groaning assassin quiet, the fox woman had buckled a harness ball gag into place, locking her jaw tightly around the red rubber and ensuring whatever sound she made was greatly muffled and garbled.

The beautiful assassin stood there panting heavily, exhausted from her balancing act and her tireless attempts to pull her arms down and into reach of any of those fiendishly tight ropes.

From what Ashe could tell, her fellow captive's efforts had proven futile so far. In fact, her muffled groans and the dark patch between her legs suggested poor Akali had only made her predicament more difficult!

Slightly awed by the raven haired damsel's ability to cope with her uncomfortable predicament, the archer turned her attention to inspect the Sona's situation. She was dressed in a beautiful lacy outfit made out of a white figure-hugging bra, with matching frilly panties and stockings with suspenders.

The teal haired girl was sitting down a lot more quietly in her corner of the room. Mainly because she had no choice in the matter.

Her ankles were crossed together, but the rope had then been pulled back to coil around her slender waist, forcing the teal-haired girl to adopt a lotus position. 

Her hands had been completely trapped in place, forced to grasp each other at the height of her bellybutton before being covered with thick several layers of dark grey tape. In addition there were several wraps of that same tape running just below her impressive bust which covered her upper arms, just above her elbows to trap those to her sides. 

The complete picture of the helpless young woman almost made her look like she was meditating.

To Ashe's surprise, the bodacious musician wasn't even gagged!

Later 'mmphed' conversation with Akali revealed to the archer Sona was in fact a mute, which explained the lack of stuffing.

It made the huntress somewhat jealous, because her own gag was starting to drive her crazy even though she'd only been suffering it for a few minutes.

Upon waking up and chewing on her gag to try and force it out of her mouth, she had realised she'd had her mouth stuffed with a large cotton wad and kept there with tape wrapping around the entirety of her lower face. Not only did it almost completely obscure her voice, the rigid adhesive strips even served to force her jaw shut!

The rest of her gorgeous body was no better off.

She'd been hogtied so tightly her ankles are resting on top of her wrists. And there was so much rope restraining those slender legs of her that she couldn't prise them apart at all!

Her elbows had been forced together with a small leather belt, making them touch and ache from the awkward position she wasn't at all used to.

And to top it all off the culprit for all this bondage madness was nowhere to be found!

Ashe looked around the room, but Ahri wasn't anywhere near either Akali, Sona or herself. She closed her eyes and tried to pick up any noises coming from adjacent rooms. But other than the soft and angry grunts coming from Akali or the creaking of the rope and tape pinning down Sona's body, the entire apartment was deathly quiet.

So, that fox woman headed out again. Well night has fallen already, this must be her favourite time of day.

The bluenette figured her captor had gone out for dinner, or to buy food for her three 'pets'... Heck, she might even be planning to pick up a fourth victim!

The three captives decided to make use of their abandonment to try for another escape, despite the bleak outlook.

They started wriggling around, rolling or shaking their bodies as they searched for a weakness in their restraints. But all three had to concede quite quickly Ahri had been far too thorough. They didn’t stand a chance of freeing themselves.

However, they weren’t on their own in that room. And their strict bondage aside, some of them at least had the freedom to move around the place.

And there had been one large miscalculation of the fox woman: 

Just because Sona didn't need a gag, didn't mean it was a good idea to have left her mouth free!

The musician tried to bend over and chew through her tape bindings, but her legs were too rigidly positioned to properly move her body, plus her own large breasts were a tad in the way. She sighed disappointed.

It’ll have to be someone else first after all.

Since Ashe was closest to her, and her predicament seemed easiest to access, Sona began shuffling her way towards the archer, half hopping half sliding her butt along and frowning as she chafed her firm cheeks along the hardwood floor.

Her progress was slow, but thankfully the blue haired damsel spotted Sona’s efforts and rolled into her direction as well.

When the two met at the halfway point, Sona was panting from her embarrassing yet tiring manoeuvres and Ashe felt her nipples poke into her bra once again thanks to having to squish her breasts between the floor and her body over half a dozen times.

“ah hoo eh eesh ohsh ohh (can you get these ropes off)?” Ashe asked the musical girl.

She nodded gingerly, indicating she was going to try at least.

Sona leaned forwards for as far she could, managing to just bring her head in reach of the bluenette’s bound hands and feet.

That rope connecting her wrists and ankles has got to go. She realized, trying to bite the rope or even pull the knots loose with her teeth.

The sniper held still to let her fellow damsel work, carefully testing her bonds and shifting her legs and arms in the direction she assumed would help Sona.

But with her blindly moving her limbs and the mute musician unable to provide feedback, their struggle was a lengthy one.

“Hrnnmm!” Ashe groaned annoyed after she’d felt Sona lose track of her bindings for the umpteenth time.

That earned her a nudge from the teal-haired girl’s knee.

Hey! I can’t help it I can’t work these knots loose instantly! They’re done up REALLY tight and I can’t move properly! Sona thought angrily, glaring at the huntress, who completely missed it due to facing the other way.

After another, deep sigh the musical girl got back to work.

The beautiful archer continued to hold still, bracing herself every time Sona tugged on a rope to provide the counter force needed. After minutes of painstaking tugging and fumbling, the musician finally felt a little slack developing!

She eagerly nudged Ashe, who began fluttering her fingers and searching around for what had made Sona so giddy.

Her heart skipped a beat when she realized her legs had just a little bit more wriggle room, and a knot she could previously only graze suddenly slipped in her grasp!

She quickly picked at it, working it loose and breathing a deep sigh in relief as she felt her legs drop down on the floor. Her hogtie had been removed!

"Ehul ohh (well done)!" She mouthed into her gag, sitting up and scooting over to untie the ropes tying Sona's ankles together. "Ow oh ehhl eeh ohur ohn (Now go help the other one)!" She instructed. 

The tape pinning down Sona’s hands was way too smooth for Ashe to even dream about removing with her limited reach. Likewise, the musician gnawing at the bluenette’s elbow and wrist bonds would take so long Ahri would discover them long before they’d gained their freedom.

The more people working towards their escape right now, the better.

Ashe started fidgeting around with her newly acquired slack, reaching around to try and tamper with the ropes tying her knees together so her legs would have some more wriggle room. But thanks to her elbows having been lashed together that wasn't as easy as she'd hoped. Even with her arms and legs relatively mobile again, she still found it quite challenging to make more progress.

Meanwhile Sona had managed to climb to her feet and move over to Akali’s side. She stood on her tiptoes and begins gnawing at the knot tying the raven haired woman’s wrists.

The assassin held perfectly still, despite her leg screaming at her from having to support her weight in such and awkward position.

When it seemed like the musician wasn't making any real progress, Akali moaned at her.

"Ai eghh (my leg)!"

Sona looked rather confused, staring at the trembling leg planted firmly on the ground.

But the bladeswoman shook her head. "Ohur eghh (other leg)!" She moaned, shifting her frogtied one.

The penny dropped, and Sona crouched down a little to begin tugging at the knot forcing her leg to bend double.

It took her almost two minutes before the bodacious shadow warrior let out a long, relieved groan at the feel of her leg freeing up. She immediately planted it beside the other, groaning once more as her entire body started to ache less.

"Ohw, hm mhnn (now, my hands)!" Akali pleaded, shaking her wrists which were still as secure as ever.

Sona wasted no time turning her attention back to the wrist bonds.

If I can work these loose, she can remove the tape trapping mine! After that I can remove the last of that sniper's ropes whilst this girl finishes her own. We can do this!

On the other end of the room, Ashe had already succeeded in removing the ropes binding her upper legs and had moved on to her ankle bonds. To her increasing frustration, the belt pinning her elbows and the ropes holding her wrists were still inaccessible. But she'd also spotted the encouraging progress of her fellow captives and come to the same conclusion as Sona.

Not long now!

After countless attempts of rooting around, the teal-haired girl had finally been able to tug some slack into to the knot of Akali’s wrist bonds. 

However, just as she was about to yank at it and open up the knot, her heart jumped.

"My my my, what do we have here?" A voice she'd come to hate mused from what she knew to be the doorway. The musician turned around in an immediate reflex, but the nimble Ahri had already closed the distance and grabbed hold of her arm to pull her away from the raven haired assassin.

"HMMNNNRRR!!" Ashe screamed furiously. NOT NOW!

"MMHNNN (NOOOO)!!" Akali moaned in horror. We were so close.

Sona desperately tried to worm her way out of the fox woman's grasp whilst her fellow damsels were thrashing around with all of their might in the hopes of breaking free out of their lessened restraints.

But none of them had been able to create enough slack to bust out quickly enough, meaning Ahri could leisurely refurnishing their bonds quicker than they could escape them.

She then stood in the middle of the room, returning each of her toys' glares in turn.

"After spending hours on a fruitless quest to find a new playmate for you guys, I come home to find this spectacle?! Clearly I've been too soft on you... This warrants punishment!" She said ominously, knocking the three girls out, with a potion drenched cloth this time.

When the girls woke up from another knock-out, their heads were surprisingly clear. The aftereffects of that potion Ahri used seemed to be a step or two down from her sleeper magic.

Why the hell couldn't she have used this stuff earlier? Each of the girls thought in one form or another. Although all of them kicked themselves for having gained a preference in being knocked out.

With not much to than to inspect what manner of torturous position that hybrid minx had left them now, they began trying to move their limbs around and seeing what worked.

It didn't take them long to realize there was no rope in play for once. Instead Ahri had opted for thick leather cuffs, all of them padlocked down and strapped so tightly they had no hope of wriggling out. She'd used quite a few of them too: their wrists, ankles, elbows, thighs… all three of the young women were properly 'leathered up'.

The next big discovery was that all three of them were buck naked. Apparently Ahri had lost interest in fumbling around with their underwear to get to the sweet spots.

Ashe had ended up with her wrists and elbows padlocked behind her back. Her hands had then been drawn all the way down to a spreader bar which kept her ankles slightly apart.

A wider bar had been locked in between her thighs, keeping those a good two feet apart to humiliatingly expose her pussy.

Her cheeks ran red as a gentle breeze brushed by her labia and she realized her position. Instinctively, the proud archer tried to cover up her womanly pride. But to her frustration, she found her legs utterly unresponsive. In fact, the poor bluenette discovered she couldn't even shuffle around anymore, forced to remain seated in that 'inviting' posture!

The blue-haired girl had only been up for a minute, but already there was saliva pouring down her chin and dripping onto her breasts, courtesy of the bit gag forcing her jaw to remain open.

I think I preferred the tape better. Wait, what am I saying?!

"UHHMNNN!!" The archer howled in frustration, pulling her arms with all her might as if to splinter the spreader bar. Am I going crazy?! Let me out!!

"Haah, haah, haaah." She started panting a little. It's not working... again.

Several feet removed from the helpless bluenette, Akali had woken up to find herself just as secure. 

How does she keep coming up with this stuff?! The raven-haired warrior thought angrily as she had to admit to herself quite quickly she wouldn't be escaping from bondage this time around either.

Her right wrist had been locked to her left elbow and vice versa, pining her arms in a straightjacket position.

With her ankles and thighs locked tightly together to force her to kneel, and an added chain running from her right ankle to loop around a heavy wardrobe, the helpless shadow warrior couldn't even worm her way towards the others.

She growled angrily as she wildly shook her upper body, making her lovely rack dance in the process. But her arms wouldn't budge an inch.

"Hmnnn!" She groaned, only to discover she had been the one to receive a tape gag this time. This one covered the entire lower half of her face, plus her neck for a light form of posture collar. And just with Ashe, something big and spongey was stuffing the shadow warrior's mouth to keep down her protests to a muffled wisp.

Sona had been the last to recover from the knockout drug, sitting at an equidistant position from both Akali and Ashe.

I've been tied up again? What is it this time?

She shuddered to find out what manner of contraption she was stuck in, but gingerly began exploring.

As the teal-haired girl kicked her legs, the lack of movement taught her each ankle had been padlocked to a ring in the floor.

So, no walking for me then.

The musician then discovered her ankles had been padlocked to the thigh straps, forcing her to remain kneeled in the middle of the room.

Seriously? I can't even stand up like this!

She next found out the cuffs on her upper arms had been locked together with a single bulky padlock, keeping them centrally aligned in front of her and squeezing her large and luscious tits in the process, which only made them stand out all the more.

Aaahhnn, they're still sensitive! What was she thinking forcing my arms to squeeze them so much! Sona thought as she angrily rattled her cuffs. But the musical girl couldn't get her hands anywhere near the padlocks -for all the good it would've done her-.

With their predicaments thoroughly inspected, and judged to be fool proof, they sought out Ahri's presence.

The nine-tailed woman was sitting in her couch, casually observing her toys and their valiant efforts to escape her handiwork. She'd felt a small burst of triumph every time one of them conceded defeat.

They all glared at the fox woman, who just grinned back.

"Don't give me those looks, you brought this upon yourselves." She said calmly.

"HMNNN!!" Two of the three screamed in protest.

"Tsk tsk tsk, still rebellious?" Ahri scolded. "I think it's time you all learned your place!"

The hybrid woman got up from her couch and marched over to Sona. "You'll be first."

The musician looked up with frightful eyes. Ahri normally sounded more playful than serious. What was she planning this time?

Ahri showed her a see-through plastic bag. "It won't be all fun and games this time around." She said softly

The musician's eyes shot wide open. 

She couldn’t!

Akali and Ashe were just as shocked.

She wouldn't!

She mustn’t!

But to their horror, the nine-tailed woman pulled the bag over Sona's head and taped it shut.

Immediately the mute captive started shaking her head to try and dislodge the bag. But it wouldn't come off, and her exertions were only exhausting her air supply quicker.

The plastic began clinging to the teal-haired girl's face as she took far deeper breaths than she should. It made a shiver run down her spine and she immediately shook her head even wilder to try and get it off her skin.

She looked up at Ahri, who was doing nothing to aid nor hinder her. Sona frowned at her captor.

You're insane! This is torture! She wanted to scream. Never before had she regretted not owning a voice of her own like she did now.

Trapped in her leather cuff arrangement, her air supply slowly dwindling, Sona's breathing slowly got more laboured and her head began pounding a little.

My air... it's running out already?!

She looked up at Ahri again, tears streaming down her face.

"Not yet." The raven-haired girl replied stubbornly. "I don't think you've learned your lesson just yet."

Sona began nodding fiercely.

"Oh, you have?"

More nodding, which made her so dizzy she was in danger of toppling over. By now her vision was starting to grow blurry. At best, she'd have another minute.

"Well, I suppose I can cut you some slack." Ahri admitted, rummaging around to peel the tape off her neck and removing the bag.

Sona immediately began breathing loudly and heavily.

Ahri let her recover in peace, instead moving on to Akali.

"Hmn hmff mnrr (Don't you dare)!!" The raven-haired damsel growled.

But the fox woman ignored her as she plastered a strip of tape over her nose, cutting off her only remaining air intake.

"Hmnnn!!" The raven-haired captive moaned, bucking angrily as the strong smell of the adhesive filled her nostrils.

Can't breathe! Her entire body screamed at her as she started to rub her cheek against her shoulder to remove her gag. But the tape was fused too strongly to her fair skin.

Getting rid of the strip blocking her nose was a hopeless endeavour too, even after rolling herself on her side and scraping her cheek on the hardwood floor, that godforsaken strip wouldn't budge!

Akali's lungs began aching and her heart began racing. She'd trained her body on holding its breath for underwater swimming, but this situation couldn't compare!

In need air!

"Hmff!!" She moaned, looking up at her captor with a foul stare.

"I thought for sure you'd last longer." She mocked the assassin.

"Hmnrr!" Akali growled again. When I get my hands on you! She thought, her rage burning just as fiercely as her lungs.

She started grasping at her wrist cuffs, trying to pull on them to create more opening and slip her hands free. But the sturdy leather wouldn't bend, and her awkwardly positioned arms made it impossible to try anything else.

The shadow warrior had to face facts: She was helpless to open up her own airways. And to her despair, Ahri seemed intent on holding off until she passed out.

It wasn't until the room began turning dark for Akali and her head began lolling back that the hybrid woman ripped off the strip plastering her captive's nose in a single smooth motion.

"HHHHHHFFFF!!" Akali gasped with such force it almost created a gust of air.

"You did well. Lasted about 25 seconds longer than Sona." Ahri complimented the warrior before heading for her last victim.

The huntress looked at Ahri through narrowed eyes as she neared her. It was clear to the bluenette what the fox woman's plans were by the way she kept fondling Ashe’s own scarf made of pale blue wool.

That is NOT going around my neck!

She started shuffling around, her hands clasped around the tiny spreader bar between her ankles as she tried desperately to dislodge it. But a soft jingling betrayed padlocks were keeping that thing in place as well.

"Hmnn!" The sniper mewled frightened as Ahri doubled up the scarf and fed the ends through the loop after wrapping it around Ashe’s slender neck. Her cherished woolly scarf, normally soft and gentle on her skin, now began squeezing her neck. Thankfully, it wasn't cutting her off from breathing… Not yet.

"You ready?" Ahri asked redundantly.

"Mn mn!" Ashe moaned, shaking her head angrily.

The fox woman chuckled. "Of course you'd say that." But she pulled the scarf tight nonetheless.

The bound and gagged archer felt her eyes bulge and her windpipe ache as it was forced shut.

It hurts! She thought in surprise. I didn't expect it to hurt like this! She's pulled it so tight!

The pain aside, her body's instant call for more air despite having some reserves left was what really flustered her.

I mustn’t panic! She realized. I should try to stay calm, conserve my air!

In contrast to Sona and Akali, Ashe continued to sit perfectly still. Being the last in line, the beautiful huntress had had plenty of time to try and fail escaping her bondage. So instead of tiring herself out, she focused on trying to draw in what little air she could.

But every strained breath she took in hurt her throat more, and it wasn't providing her any relief whatsoever.

Can't breathe... 

Her body began convulsing, her fingers twitching and her legs jerking as she slowly felt her body burning through its last oxygen supplies.

I can't go on. Take it off! Ashe thought scaredly, looking up at Ahri. But she didn’t' move.

It's definitely been as long as the others. Why won't she let me breathe?!

The huntress began wobbling, her vision going blurry, then dark.

I'm going to pass out.

Mere seconds before she'd lose consciousness, the scarf suddenly came off.

Her body's honed survival instincts greedily drunk in as much air as they could in a massive, audible gulp, sucking in air even past the bit gag parting her lips.

"You managed to hold on the longest, well done!" Ahri chimed.

The moment her head stopped spinning, the bluenette growled at the hybrid woman. "Ai ihun af a oish (I didn't have a choice)!" She spat.

But to her increasing fury, Ahri had turned away already.

"Alright," she addressed the group, "that's it for the warm-ups I suppose. Now let's do this for real!"

"HMNRR?!" The three girls shrieked. What is that supposed to mean?!! They thought panicked.

Ahri approached Sona first, brandishing the bag again.

The teal-haired girl began thrashing around like possessed.

No! No more! Anything but that! She thought, still crying a little from the last episode.

But Ahri was merciless, taping the bag back in place. But what she did next was even more frustrating. She began massaging her breasts and nudging her slit to arouse her again. Sona didn’t know whether it was because of the excitement and danger, or just because the fox woman was so skilled, but it was working!

She shook her head in meagre protest, wanting to be left alone more than anything. But even her own body ignored that plea as it grew more and more desperate for both air and a climax, until it felt one was unattainable without the other.

What’s going on? Why am I feeling like this?! The musician thought rattled, sucking the plastic into her mouth as she searched for more oxygen somewhere in that tiny bag. My lungs are aflame again, but somehow it doesn’t feel as bad this time…

Sona’s climax built at the same pace her consciousness was fading due to lack of air. Her heartrate was through the roof thanks to all the mixed signals coursing through her body.

Her whole body shook uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back into her skull. It felt like she was at death’s door, but at the same time she’d never felt more alive.

Mere seconds before the musician thought she’d lose her life, Ahri tore the bag to let fresh air enter her lungs. And during that first, liberating gulp of air, her orgasm also burst forth more than ever before.

If she hadn’t already been kneeling down, she would’ve surely crashed into the floor. Right now however all she did was dive into Ahri’s lap as she passed out purely from the relief at still being alive.

That felt… WAY too good. Were the last thoughts to enter her mind.

After checking the musician was breathing peacefully, the nine-tailed fox strode over to Akali.

“HMNN (NOOO)!” She protested as she saw the gorgeous hybrid woman walk towards her, those luscious hips swaying invitingly.

“What do you mean, ‘no’?” Ahri replied. “Didn’t you see how much fun Sona had?”

“HMMRRGG!!” The assassin roared.

However, to her fury, her captor completely passed it by and slapped a new strip of tape over her nose.

Not again! Is she going to pull the same stunt she did with the musician?!

Akali got her answer soon enough when the raven-haired domme sunk her teeth into her perky tits.

“Hmnnn!!” The shadow warrior howled into her tape gag, biting down on the sponge stuffing her mouth.

Ahri began chewing on her nipples next, which set Akali’s body ablaze.

Can’t breathe! But I’m getting aroused at the same time! It’s… TOO MUCH!

“Ghh!!” She tried to gasp, only to find her airways completely cut off.

Her eyes bulged. I need… air!

And right at that point, the fox woman pinched her clit.

“HMMRRRRR!!”

Already?! Impossible!

Her climax was rippling beneath the surface already, dozens of times faster than ever before!

However she wasn’t nearly as out of breath as Ahri wanted her to be, so the cunning fox slowed down her fingers.

“MMNNNNN!!” Akali bellowed so loud it was a miracle she wasn’t heard outside the room.

Pfeww, thank God I stuffed that sponge in her mouth. The hybrid girl thought as she flicked the assassin’s nipples with her tongue.

Akali’s was slowly blacking out. I’m going to pass out. She realized. Hasn’t she noticed? Is she messing this up?

A horrifying thought entered her mind, one she had banished to the deepest corners of her mind and tried to keep there during her entire captivity.

Am I… going to die?

But Ahri’s timing was impeccable. She’d kept close watch of Akali’s eye movement, timing her ministrations with her captive’s rising and falling chest as she tried to claw the air around her into her lungs. Now that she was about to break, the fox-woman gave it to her.

She ripped off the tape blocking her nostrils and let loose her fingers inside the shadow warrior’s snatch, delivering her liberation on both fronts. 

Akali’s senses became so overwhelmed she didn’t even have the clarity of mind to scream anymore. Every fibre of her body was focused on just one thing: relishing her climax. Her snatch emptied its love juice all over Ahri’s hand, but Akali barely registered it.

Her orgasm surged, her eyes closing and her head lolling back as she let herself drift off to sleep still basking in the afterglow. The gag was too large to show it, but behind those thick layers of tape, the helpless assassin was actually smiling.

“That’s two satisfied customers down, one to go.” Ahri purred as she glanced over at Ashe, sending a shiver down the archer’s spine.

Part of her really didn’t want to go through what she’d seen Sona and Akali subjected too. But another part felt strangely curious about what it was that had made her fellow captives so angry, scared and ecstatic at the same time.

She’d find out soon enough, because the mischievous fox girl responsible was already skipping over.

“Your turn my cutie!” She mused, stroking the leather belt from earlier against her own cheek. “Gotta love leather!”

Ashe rolled her eyes. You would, damned fetishist!

“Let’s not waste time, you know the drill by now.” The nine-tailed woman said, already buckling the belt around her neck, even tighter than the first time!

The bluenette immediately felt her throat close down again, and because Ahri had moved so unexpectedly she hadn’t been ready at all!

I barely have any air! She realized to her panic. And I can’t talk so she doesn’t know!

“Hmrr (air)!” She tried to garble past the rubber ball wedging her mouth open.

“Hihihi, nope!” Ahri giggled.

“hmnn (nooo)!” Ashe tried again. You’re not getting it! She thought desperately.

But the fox woman was too preoccupied with fondling her blue-haired victim’s breasts and pussy to pay attention to her already bright red face.

And despite the obvious peril, Ashe still noticed her body was getting into the groove.

This isn’t the time! I can’t afford to get worked up like this! She thought nervously, fighting her body every step of the way.

But it was a futile resistance. She had about as much luck stemming her arousal as she did guiding air into her lungs.

The bluenette started getting light-headed, her limbs growing heavy whilst her breasts and love box felt like they’d been set alight.

How is she doing this?! I feel like I should’ve passed out long ago, but somehow my body just keeps going.

“Cool, isn’t it?” Ahri suddenly whispered. “How far you can push your body when it counts.”

Ashe’s eyes shot open again after she’d almost let them slip shut. She KNEW?! That conniving, sneaky-

“HMRRR!!” The archer bellowed, her hands squeezing the tiny wooden bar in her grasp so tightly she thought for sure she’d leave an imprint.

Ahri’s timing was even better with the huntress than it had been for the other two.

By loosening up the leather belt a notch, she gave her blue-haired toy just enough respite to remain awake for her climax to burst forth.

But the dark-haired woman took care to hold it off on completely releasing the belt until Ashe actually came. Only when she felt the hormonal tidal wave wash over her frisky fingers did she open up the archer’s airways, turning their already raging climax into an absolute hurricane!

Despite receiving air again, Ashe still passed out almost straight away, purely from exhaustion. She barely even had the chance to bask in the afterglow of her orgasm enhanced by the adrenaline rush.

This was amazing. She admitted grudgingly. And I’ll never forgive this witch for it! 

When Akali woke up, her body was still aching a little from the harrowing nights she’d endured. The lack of sleep was also starting to hit her hard. But she pushed on, focusing first on figuring out her surroundings because she’d noticed she was no longer in the same room from before. She was also alone, there was no trace of neither Ashe nor Sona in this room.

Ahri had brought all three of them to an abandoned house at the edge of the city. Thanks to its size, the fox woman had been able to leave each of her toys in separate rooms for some more private fun.

She’s not here? Maybe she’s with the others… In any case, this might be my chance to get out of here!

The shadow warrior began moving around, checking out bondage to see wat she had to work with. But her heart sank quite quickly when she realized it wasn’t much. Ahri had once again been quite inventive in making sure Akali had nowhere to go.

This time around the proud shadow warrior had been tied to a chair. Her wrists had been crossed behind the backrest. Some more black ropes wrapped around her breasts and upper arms further pinned her body to the backrest of her heavy wooden chair.

Her ankles had been pulled towards the back of the chair, keeping her feet from touching the ground. Her legs were prised apart because of it, leaving her pussy wide open. Because to her fury, she was still naked.

Ahri had also lodged a crotch rope deep into her womanhood, one with a bulky knot that had a small vibrating pebble woven into it.

And as always, the assassin had a gag to keep her quiet. A bit gag to be more precise, less muffling than her previous ones but more… drooly.

Should I even bother? The bodacious warrior sighed as her fingers and arms flexed around. But there wasn’t a knot in reach, and she couldn’t find any slack either.

No surprise there… I’m starting to think the Kinkou would do well to include escapology sessions in their training regimen.

Since Ahri was still nowhere to be found, Akali began hopping her chair towards a small make-up table. Chances of her finding anything sharp in there were pretty slim, but it beat sitting around waiting for another session of forced pleasure.

Using what little wriggle room her legs, arms and hips possessed, started hopping towards the table.

The screeching noise of the wooden chair legs scraping across the hardwood floor was painful to her ears, but not as much as the crotch rope that dug its way deeper into her nether regions every time she bucked her hips.

Almost there, come on Akali! Hang in there!

It took her dozens of little hops, moaning into her bit gag for the last agonizing 10 since her labia felt raw from all of the rubbing. But eventually she bumped the side of her chair into the make-up table.

The assassin stretched her arms for as far as they would go and began pulling open drawers to see if there were scissors or anything else sharp to use.

Nothing. Literally nothing. Each drawer was completely empty, save for a thick layer of dust.

Great. This place has been abandoned. That probably means there’s nothing in this room for me to use!

“Aaarhhh!” The raven-haired damsel groaned in frustration.

“You sound like you’re in a bad mood.” Ahri giggled as she walked through the door.

Akali glared at her. “Eh eeh ow (Let me out)! Oohf ahh ohr uhh (you’ve had your fun).”

“Oh, but there’s no such thing as ‘enough fun’.” The fox woman purred. “But I’ll admit I might have been keeping you three for a little while too long.”

The assassin rolled her eyes. No shit, Caitlyn.

“So maybe we should make this one our last playdate.”

Now Akali perked up. “Eehee (really)?”

“Let’s not decided on that just yet though, we should focus on our next game!”

“Haah, aihe (fine).”

“Glad you’re finally coming round. This time we’ll be doing things a little differently.”

“Hmn?”

“Up until now, I’ve always been working away to please you girls and I haven’t gotten a single thanks!” The raven-haired girl said, acting offended.

Akali frowned. You expect a thank you for abusing us?!

“So for this game, I won’t be letting you come until you beg for it.”

“HAHH?!”

“And until you call me 'mistress Ahri'.”

“ORHEH HAAH (FORGET THAT).”

But to the shadow warrior’s annoyance, her captor smirked confidently. “You’ll give in soon enough.”

*mmmmnnnnnn* The vibrating pebble embedded in Akali’s snatch just started humming softly.

“Aahhh!” Akali yelped.

“Powerful, huh?”

“Hmnnn!” She moaned.

“But it won’t suffice, trust me I know.”

To her anger, Akali had to admit her captor was right. 

She felt her body grow horny again, but despite her snatch rapidly lubricating itself, her climax remained softly bubbling deep inside her loins, never rising up.

Not even when the nine-tailed fox began slathering the assassin’s breasts in her saliva, gently nipping at her buds and chomping down on her soft flesh with her lips, it didn’t push enough buttons.

“hmnnn!!” The helpless girl mewled. It’s not working! I need more!

“You know what to say.” Ahri told her squirming captive.

“OH (NO)!” Akali screamed stubbornly.

The pebble calmed down.

“HMNNNN!” The assassin growled, bucking her hips angrily.

Ahri sensually caressed her captive’s inner thighs, keeping the lust burning underneath her skin.

“Uhhhmmfff!”

Stop teasing meee!

But the hybrid woman didn’t. She carefully drove the shadow warrior towards her climax, but built down every single time before she could reach her liberation.

Until even the proud Kinkou member’s will was broken under the ever growing weight of her sexual hunger.

“Eeeeshh (Pleeeaase)!” Akali howled desperately.

“Say it.” Ahri repeated stubbornly.

“Eeshe ishhush, eh eeh uhh (please mistress, let me cum)!”

“Music to my ears!” The raven-haired fox purred.

She turned the vibe up to its maximum output and pulled on the crotch rope to make it dig in even more.

Akali’s head lolled back and her entire body shook so fiercely I made the chair rock back and forth. Her hips were shifting back and forth on the seat’s cushion, all of it driven by her explosive climax.

“HHHMMNNNNNRR!!”

I’m- I’m- OH GOD!

Her climax soared like her voice, small droplets of spit flying from the soaking bit gag as she gave in to the liberating rush.

Ahri gently massaged Akali’s breasts to prolong the pressure, slowly turning down the vibe.

“hmn hmn hmnnnn.” The shadow warrior panted softly, her chest heaving.

Again… It happened again. She thought frustrated. And even faster than last time. Am I… breaking down?

With Akali still panting from her humiliating defeat, Ahri left the assassin behind whilst still inescapably bound and gagged.

Hmnn… Where am I? Sona thought as she slowly came too. She looked around the room. Where is everybody?

The teal-haired girl tried to move, but found herself trapped on the spot, standing upright in her birthday suit. Her massive knockers hung free and proud, a gentle breeze from the hallway brushing past her nipple and making her shiver.

I can’t move? What is it this time?!

Her luscious body had been spread-eagled, with the difference she was forced to stand up in front of another four-poster bed.

The ropework keeping her on her feet was a lot more elaborate than your usual spread-eagle predicament. Almost a dozen strings of rope ran from the two posts either side of the musician, surrounding her gorgeous body and trapping it in the middle like some sort of spider net.

Some of the ropes she felt were wrapped around her thighs, others had coiled around her slender waist. And naturally Ahri hadn’t neglected to envelop that large bust of hers.

For the first time in a while, Sona also felt her mouth had been forced open. She’d received a gag. A ring gag to be precise.

And just for the fox woman’s amusement, a pair of weighted nipple clamps adorned the musical girl’s cute pink nubs. Although they also served as a great deterrent for Sona not to wriggle too passionately.

This might be the most annoying position yet. I can’t move, but at least during the other times I was sitting down! 

She pulled at her arms, but they wouldn’t budge. Kicking her legs turned out to be futile as well. The web of rope she was woven into didn’t allow for any movement.

Where is that mean fox lady? She thought with a gentle sigh.

When Sona woke up, Ahri was still occupied with making Akali beg for her attention.

By the time the raven-haired girl had reached her musical captive, over 20 minutes had gone by.

And standing in the middle of an unknown room with nothing to do but fidget slightly, 20 minutes felt like an eternity!

When the nine-tailed woman finally arrived at the teal-haired girl’s side, she almost felt glad to see her!

Sona greeted her captor with an angry yet cute frown that seemed to ask ‘What took you so long?’

Ahri giggled. “I’m sorry my sweet. Did I leave you waiting?” She chimed, skipping over to Sona and giving her a peck on her cheek. “Well don’t you worry! I’ll be sure to make it up to you!” She promised.

Her bodacious captive didn’t seem very ecstatic by that news though. She looked at the nine-tailed woman with suspicion, leaning forward to try and see what she was hiding behind her back.

“I’ll be using this baby instead of my fingers this time.” The raven-haired girl said, producing a ridged dildo.

Sona eyed it with narrow eyes. That doesn’t look comfortable.

“Haha, you're suspicious of this toy? Don’t write it off just yet.” Ahri warned her, softly rubbing the fake phallus. “It’s softer than you’d expect it, depending on how you handle it.”

The musician shook her head.

“Don’t want to?”

She shook her head again.

“Well then it’s a good thing you can’t move.” Ahri teased, slipping the dildo past her folds.

“hhhh!” The luscious girl gasped, her hips flinching at the feel of the hard plastic filling her snatch.

That’s… not as bad as I expected. She admitted reluctantly. But it won’t be enough to- AH!

Her eyes grew wide as Ahri ran a softly buzzing hitachi along her breasts.

“Something to get you going.” The nine-tailed girl giggled.

And it was working like a charm!

The musical girl’s nipples came up instantly, which only made the vibrations more effective!

Ahri began rocking the dildo some more, pressuring Sona’s most sensitive flesh with it.

NO! Don’t! Not there! She whimpered in her mind.

Drool began dripping past her ring gag, covering her chest.

And I HATE this gag! Why’d she gag me?! I CAN’T SPEAK!!

“Hihihi, annoyed about the gag?”

Sona nodded angrily.

“Why? It doesn’t make a difference to you, does it?”

“hhhhhpffff!” Came back, not so much of a noise as it was a forceful exhalation, showering the fox woman in droplets of saliva.

But she didn’t mind it. If anything the reaction made her feel giddy and proud.

Ahri sped up her work with the dildo, driving it a little deeper and making small twists to it to surprise Sona’s labia every now and then.

And it was working, because within moments she began trembling with need.

I’m- I’m going to-

But before she could cum, the hybrid woman pulled back the dildo.

Sona looked at her in confusion. What?!

“You didn’t seem very eager to work with me.”

The teal-haired girl frowned. You are being even more obnoxious than before!! She thought as she angrily bucked her hips.

“Ooohh! That’s a good idea!” Ahri squealed.

Huh?

The raven-haired girl held the dildo out in front of her captive. “You slide onto it and do it yourself.”

WHAT?! Sona yelled in her mind, eyes wide.

She looked down, eyeing the fake phallus. I have to slip it in… myself?!

That made the helpless musician feel very confused. On the one hand, she didn’t want to stoop so low she actually engaged in these lewd and perverted games. But at the same time, she didn’t see how she could avoid it. She was tightly bound, gagged… and needier than ever.

“Anytime you want.” Ahri said softly.

I can’t avoid it. Sona realized, gingerly shifting her pelvis forward until her pussy stroked the tip of the dildo. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Alright, here goes!

She thrust herself forward those extra few inches, slipping her love box over the sex toy and gasping as its rigidity sent a jolt down her spine.

“Good girl! Now keep at it.” Ahri cheered her on, flicking a switch on the dildo to make it hum softly.

WHAT?! Sona yelped mentally as her body was catapulted to the edge in a manner of seconds.

She pulled back momentarily so she could catch her breath, but almost immediately her body started craving more of that wonderfully erotic feel. The teal-haired girl bucked forward again, thrusting the dildo deeper into herself than ever before.

A breathless, soundless moan escaped the young bombshell as her climax rose up.

YES! YESS! She cried out in joy. Somehow the fact she’d picked the pace and timing herself this time made her feel more satisfied with this orgasm. You could almost mistake it for pride.

“One more?” Ahri offered, pulling the dildo back for now.

But Sona shook her head. If I have to go through that again, I’ll pass enter a coma… The young musician thought as her eyelids grew heavy and a warm glow spread throughout her body.

“Okay then my cute little songstress.” The fox woman whispered, kissing her ring-gagged lips. “Have a little rest instead.”

With her second toy out cold, Ahri quickly replaced the net bondage with a strict hogtie and left Sona on the bed.

In the third bedroom of the abandoned house, Ashe slowly woke from a long and deep sleep.

Did I fall asleep? She thought fuzzily. When did I-

Her memories came flooding back, making her cheeks burn up.

Right… That fox woman.

She tried to jump off the bed and onto her feet, but that didn’t go half as smoothly as she’d planned.

Her arms were almost completely unresponsive due to the armbinder trapping them behind the sniper’s back. A few wide layers of shiny black tape meanwhile held her legs firmly together.

Well, at least my modesty is somewhat preserved like this. The huntress thought to herself in a bid to remain positive about her lack of clothing or freedom.

After a brief struggle, she had to concede wriggling her way out of that tight leather trap wasn’t an option.

“Hmrr.” She groaned into the ball that had been slipped past her teeth and then pumped up so large it couldn't be spat out again. She found that out the hard way, when she almost dislocated her own jaw trying to force the inflated rubber out. It had been unhooked from the pump so if Ashe wished, she could close her mouth to hide it from view, or keep her saliva from spilling all over the floor.

This place looks abandoned. The huntress realized as she examined the dust-covered furniture. We’re probably outside of the city as well, in some kind of remotely built manor.

She hopped off the bed, almost losing her balance thanks to her legs being stuck together.

Pfewww, that was close. I don’t even want to think about how long it’d take me to get back up if I fell like this.

She examined the room more closely, leaning against a large wardrobe for added support.

Checking out those closets and drawers is probably a waste of time. Even if I found something sharp, my hands are stuck in this bag-like thing. I can’t operate anything…

Her eye then fell on the door, which was closed.

If that thing isn’t locked, I might be able to make my way outside. But then what? Look for the others? Last time we joined forces to escape it didn’t end well…

The bluenette rested her firm bum on the bed again. Hop all the way outside perhaps? She speculated, looking out through a dirty window. Those trees only grow deep in forests, so my earlier assumption of this estate being isolated was probably right. That also means I’d sign my own death warrant hopping into the forest like this.

The more she tried to plan her escape, the more she started to move towards a single conclusion: She could do nothing but wait for Ahri to arrive and toy with her again.

“Hmmrrr!” She growled angrily. Forget it! I’m going to look for the kitchen and cut myself free! All I need is a set of knives and I can take out that conniving fox with a well-aimed throw!

Her fire once again lit, the sniper jumped to her feet and hopped towards the bedroom door.

But once she arrived there, she found herself completely stumped… by something as silly as a spherical doorknob.

How the hell am I supposed to operate something like this without grip?! She thought annoyed as the leather armbinder kept slipping off the knob.

“Hmrrr!” 

She tried a change of tactics, leaning against the door to try and turn it by rubbing her hip against it.

But that failed as well.

DAMN IT! You’re telling me I can’t even get out of the freaking room?!

“Mhrn mh mff hm mhhn (son of a bitch)!” She cursed, resting her head against the door for a moment.

Now what? Am I supposed to hop back to my bed and sit there like a good little-

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sound coming from the hallway. The archer’s ears perked up instantly and she even slowed down her breathing in order to make it out.

They were footsteps.

She’s coming over! The bluenette thought panicked. What would Ahri say or do if she saw her standing near the door? Knowing her, she’d exploit it, using it as an excuse to punish her some more.

So the slender sniper hopped back to the bed as fast as she could, throwing herself onto the fluffy mattress just in time for Ahri to make her entrance.

“Oh, good. You’re awake.” She mused. “I was hoping for that. Akali and Sona were a lot of fun to play with, as usual. But they left me a bit… wanting.”

“Hmrn?” Ashe grunted confused.

“I’ll explain it in a minute.” The fox woman replied as she walked up to the bed, showing off her long slender legs and unparalleled hips to the archer.

She didn’t want to, but Ashe had to admit Ahri was quite the specimen. The only real downside to the gorgeous fox woman was her mischievous nature.

The hybrid woman jumped on the bed and helped her captive slide onto the middle of it, her head resting on a large pillow. To Ashe’s surprise, Ahri then cut the tape pinning her legs together.

She then showed her a strap-on, stroking the shaft with her fingers.

Ashe’s eyes grew wide. Don’t tell me she’s-

“This time I’ll be the one who gets some fun.” The hybrid woman said as she buckled the strap-on around Ashe’s waist and pushed, the pink plastic phallus pointing straight up into the air.

“Ahhn (What)?!” The bluenette yelped. I didn’t expect that!

“You don’t like the idea? I thought it would give you a feeling of control.”

But Ashe frowned at her. “Ah mhn mhh mrr hff (I am not your slave)!” She protested.

“True, but you are helpless to resist me.” The hybrid woman countered.

The bluenette frowned. “Ai ohw air (I don’t care)!”

Ahri sighed heavily. “I’m starting to suspect I really have been keeping you three too long.”

Her captive rolled her eyes. You THINK?!

“Very well, I’ll offer you a deal: If you manage to make me cum in under a minute, I’ll let you go free.”

“HMNF?!”

“You hear me.” The nine-tailed fox said as she turned an hourglass on its head. “Your time starts now.”

Ashe’s eyes widened. Already?! I wasn’t ready!

The raven-haired woman gently slid herself onto the dildo, groaning softly. “What’s the matter? A minute really isn’t much time you know? Better hurry!”

The huntress began scrambling to pleasure Ahri. But with the fox woman sitting on top of her lap, Ashe had trouble thrusting upwards. It wasn’t exactly a motion she was used to either.

The nine-tailed girl showed obvious signs of enjoyment, moaning softly and squeezing her own breasts to relish the feeling of something hard inside her.

But it was obvious to both that she wasn’t progressing fast enough.

The bluenette saw the grains of sand tick away in the corner of her eye. Come on! Hurry up you bitch!

She began thrusting with all her might, making the raven-haired girl bounce a little.

But in the end the hourglass ran out without that liberating scream from Ahri.

Damn it! I failed. She obviously didn’t play fair, but still… DAMN It!

“MMMRRRNNN!” Ashe groaned in frustration, lying still on the bed.

That didn’t sit well with the horny fox woman. 

“Keep going!” She moaned, bucking eagerly.

But since there was no longer anything in it for the huntress, remained motionless to let Ahri stew. She glared at her captor, showing her exactly what was on her mind.

“Heeeey!” The hybrid woman mewled. “That’s cruel!” She whined.

You’re one to talk! Ashe thought angrily.

Ahri harshly squeezed the bluenette’s perky breasts, making her yelp softly.

“Good, I still have your attention. New deal: If you can make me cum, then I promise to put you in a fair position. Meaning one you could escape from.”

Ashe looked at the hybrid woman suspiciously.

“Mhrr mhnm (you’re lying).”

“Am not!” The hybrid woman retorted. “Make me cum, and I will give you and the others a fair shot at freedom. Last offer!”

Part of her still felt like there was a catch somewhere. But she couldn’t very well pass up a chance like this!

“Eeh (deal)!” The sniper replied, making her captor grin widely.

Ahri rolled onto her back and dragged the archer along so she was the one on top now.

“Perfect! Then get to it!” 

Ashe began working hard now, sliding the strap-on back into Ahri’s folds and rocking it gently.

“hmnnn, faster.” The fox woman moaned, gently swaying her hips to match the hunter’s pace.

The blue-haired girl felt her cheeks burn up. This whole scene was too mindboggling for her to bear.

Don’t think about it Ashe! Just keep doing what she asks. Wait until you’ve gained your freedom, then you can take revenge for all of the humiliation you’ve endured!

Using her seething anger for fuel, she began humping the nine-tailed woman move vigorously.

“Ah! YES! That’s it!” Ahri screamed, digging her nails into the sniper’s juicy thighs.

“Hmnnn!” Ashe moaned, but her hips kept their rhythm because she felt the woman beneath her was getting close. She didn’t really understand why it felt so important, but right now she couldn’t back down until she’d heard that liberating howl. 

And sure enough, after a few minutes of thrusting back and forth:

“AAHHHMMM!!” Ahri shrieked, arching her back as she clawed at the sheets and her tails ruffled the mattress cover.

Ashe slowed down, and eventually retracted. The young archer was panting a little from the workout, and felt strangely proud of her efforts.

“Haah, haah, haaaah.” The raven-haired woman breathed heavily, her gorgeous pale breasts rising and falling. “You did good. Very good.”

“Hmf.” Was all that came back. Ashe avoided eye contact, but the blush on her cheeks had yet to fade.

“Awww, you’re cute when you’re shy.” Ahri giggled, gently pushing the bluenette off her and lying her on the bed so she could get off and clean herself up.

Ashe calmly remained lying down, waiting for the fox woman to replace her bindings with something more ‘fair’.

But to her disdain, as soon as the fox girl had donned her robes again, she prepared to leave the room!

“Ey! Ah ahow ohrr eeh?! (Hey! What about our deal?!)”

“Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten. I’ll swap your restraints when I get back in.”

“AHHT (WHAT)?!”

Ahri grinned. “Well I never said I’d do it straight away, did I?”

“OOOHH (YOOUUU)!!” Ashe bellowed, thrashing around angrily. But her lovemaking had taken more out of her than she’d expected. The armbinder for that matter was still completely secure.

“Relax! I’m just going to head out to try and find another playmate. If I’m going to risk you three escaping, I need a back-up after all.”

With that, the slender young woman exited the room, leaving behind a fuming Ashe.

She’s crazy, and greedy, and absolutely infuriating!

“HMMRRRNNN!” The bound and gagged sniper growled, settling down on the bed to conserve her strength.

When I get out of here, the first arrow I fire will be for her! She swore to herself.

On the border between Noxus and the League of Legends; Darius was examining his map when a recruit came to report he and his men had caught a spy.

“A spy?”

“She was sneaking around the woods near our encampment. She’s a half-human.”

“Hmr.” The battle-hardened warrior grunted. “Bring her before me.”

“Ow! Hey! Stop it! Let me go!” Ahri whined as she was dragged into Darius’ tent.

She was pushed onto her knees, both her hands locked into large wooden stocks that kept them either side her head. She looked up and glared at the massive axe-wielder.

“Why did you capture me?”

“Why are you sneaking around my encampment?”

“I wasn’t here for your encampment!” She spat. “I have no interest in playing with men!”

Darius raised an eyebrow. “Playing with? What is your purpose then?”

“None of your business!”

The hulking man stamped his massive boot onto the ground, making the entire tent shake. “Your purpose!” He spat. “Now!”

But to his surprise, she didn’t cower or even flinch. She just repeated her previous answer:

“It’s none of your business. All I can tell you I am not a spy, and am not affiliated with any military.” She said, ice cold.

He rubbed his stubble. “You’re quite the amazing woman.” He said. “Either you don’t know my reputation- “

“You’re Darius.” She interrupted. “Everyone knows who you are.”

“Then you’re either extremely brave or incredibly foolhardy for defying me.”

“I’m not defying you, I just don’t have anything to say that will interest you.” The fox-woman replied. “So I don’t see any reason for you to keep me around!” She said, rattling her stocks.

“Oh I can think of one or two reasons.” The rugged man replied, his eyes scanning the raven-haired girl’s nigh-perfect body. “It’s not often you find a girl with so much fire in her eyes.”

“I’ve lead a troubled life.” The hybrid woman replied. “My survival instincts kept me alive.”

“And fit.” He added, reaching out to squeeze her soft, supple thigh.

“HEY!” She yelped. “Hands off!”

But to her disdain, he ignored her and slid his calice fingers up towards her bosom, giving those a gentle squeeze as well. Having only just been pleasured by Ashe, that rough fondle sent a bolt down the helpless fox girl's spine. She almost had to bite her tongue off not to let her groan escape!

“Soft.” He commented. “And warm, and truly divine.”

His hand now moved upwards, caressing her beautiful face and running his fingers through her silky black hair. Next they headed downwards, giving her supple thighs a testing pinch.

Slender but well-endowed, smooth skin, a pretty face, feisty personality... A truly fine specimen. The warrior concluded, already feeling a throb developing in his trousers.

Now Ahri started to grow a little worried. She recognised the look in his eyes. It was the same she had whenever she spotted a prospective playmate.

I have to divert his attention from me! THE GIRLS!

“WAIT!” She suddenly shrieked, making Darius withdraw his hand. He glared at her, but before he could reprimaned her intterupting him, Ahri added: “You shouldn't settle for me! You don’t want me!”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Darius replied curtly, hooking a finger behind her top to reveal the red bra underneath. “Hmmn, even more sizeable than you let on. Impressive.” He grinned.

Ahri rolled her eyes. “Just listen to me! If you let me go I can guide you to three slaves instead! All of them are just as good looking as I am!”

That made the military man pull back for a moment. “I’m not out looking for a harem. Why would I venture out for three when I already have one perfectly suitable woman right here?”

“Oh please!” Ahri retorted. “You’re Darius! There’s no such thing as enough with you! Just admit that my offer is tempting.”

The warrior remained silent for a moment, pondering the offer.

The nine-tailed fox tried to think of more argument to pull him over the line, but was interrupted by another scout walking in.

“Sir! We’ve managed to backtrack the spy’s origins. There is a large and abandoned manor not too far from the border.”

“No!” Ahri yelped before she could stop herself, her eyes wide in shock.

Darius chuckled. “Guess that settles it: you were telling the truth. You’re not a spy. But that also means there is no one waiting for your return.”

“No! The deal was you let me go in return for the slaves!”

“The terms have changed.” The axe-wielder replied, getting to his feet. “I don’t need a guide anymore.”

“You monster!” The hybrid woman screamed, trying to jump to her feet and rush out the tent.

But Darius clamped a massive arm around her waist, lifting her off the ground and onto his shoulder.

“Noooo! Let me go!” Ahri cried, kicking her legs wildly in the air.

“Send a stealth platoon to check out the manor. If what this fox-woman said is true, you’ll find three more women to bring back.”

“Yes sir!” The soldier replied, rushing off.

“Now,” Darius said, tapping Ahri’s butt and making her growl angrily. “Let’s get you a uniform…”

Less than half an hour after Darius gave the order, 10 men had already infiltrated the manor and discovered three very surprised young women. All three were securely bound and rendered utterly helpless, making it the easiest retrieval mission they had ever embarked on.

The platoon rushed back and reported to Darius the intel had been legitimate. The commander then instructed them to bring the girls to the tent their former captor was being held and dress them in the same black uniform.

The following morning, Darius and his men broke up camp and made for the Noxus. In the middle of their convoy, there walked unexpected spoils: 4 gorgeous young women.

Their hands had been cuffed behind their backs, their ankles locked in leg irons.

Thick gags with a foam-like substance attached to the inner panel filled up their mouths, rendering them all just as mute as Sona herself.

A sturdy metal collar had been locked around each of their fair necks and a chain connected the four, forcing them to walk in line and in an orderly fashion:

Ahri - Ashe - Sona – Akali

The foursome was forced to keep up with the military group’s brisk pace, pulled by Darius’ carriage as they headed for the capital. Not an easy feat considering they were still adjusting to their alluring but uncomfortable footwear as they walked along the hard, uneven ground.

All of them had their feet locked into 6-inch high heels that couldn’t be taken off without the key to the padlock.

They moaned and lament their predicament with every step, silently cursing Ahri for her part in their fate as their chains rattled and their bodies quivered in their chilly outfits, which boded ill for their future.

All four girls had woken up from a drug induced sleep in black uniforms, rather skimpy looking:

The top was nothing but a bra made out of strings which ran below and above their breasts for support, and then a third one to run over their nipples to provide the barest of cover.

The bottom was a skirt so short their black thongs would show if they bent over.

This is even worse than being tied up in my own underwear! Akali thought angrily as she stared at the musician walking in front of her. 

She leaned outwards a little to direct a piercing glare at the fox woman in front. Damn you Ahri, this is all your fault!

Sona meanwhile was trying to focus on Ashe’s legs so she could match her pace and not tumble. It also helped distract her from the many male eyes ogling her fine body.

This is a whole different kind of attention than I’m used to during concerts. She thought flustered. How did my life get to be such a mess so quickly?

Ashe was just as angry as her fellow captives, with the added annoyance she had to walk right behind the cause of all their problems.

Oh, if only these leg irons weren’t in the way, I’d step on those stupid tails of her every chance I got!

The bodacious queue of females marched right into Noxus, guided by Darius himself into the infamous Noxian dungeons. Once inside, their cuffs and chains were replaced by something more thorough.

A wildly squirming and protesting Ahri soon found her upper body trapped in a jet-black straightjacket buckled up so tightly it completely froze her arms in place, and her breasts were neatly outlined beneath the soft fabric. Her legs were then bound up with a legbinder running from hip to ankle, preventing her from so much as flexing her slender legs.

Akali and Ashe both received the same treatment. They were strapped into what Noxian’s called 'a binder'.

Binders were a structure of leather belts to cover the upper body and render it immobile. The base consisted of a thick belt of steel reinforced leather, adding a leather strap running in between the captive’s legs, connecting the front and back and preventing the belt from being raised up. Another leather strap then ran from the front, over the navel and, in case of female prisoners, in between the breasts towards the neck where it was connected to a steel collar in order to prevent the lowering of the belt. A similar leather band ran from the collar down to the back to the belt along the spine.

The front and back straps were also connected by a total of four belts, which could be buckled up to tightly coil around the body.

Lastly, the main belt at the hip featured a leather cuff on either side with a small pouch. The wearer’s hands were forced into those pouch, forcing them into fists belting the cuff shut and trapping the hands inside and keeping the captive’s arms pinned to their hips. An added pair of elbow cuffs further trapped the arms to either side of the body.

The restraint had been developed by a famous Noxian prison warden, and had gained the reputation of being absolutely inescapable, given that there were so many tightly done up buckles, none of which could be operated by the wearer given that their hands were trapped inside pouches.

Sona's hands had been trapped in mittens, after which an armbinder was fitted over those. Slightly different to the model Ahri had used, this one trapped the musician’s her arms horizontally behind her back. It was just as rigid and escape proof though.

The foursome had then been locked in a single huge dungeon, left there to wait for Darius to finish making his report.

“This is all your fault!” Akali began screaming at Ahri, thrashing angrily. 

“You’re lucky all of us are so tightly restrained, or you’d be dead long before that maniac made it back here!” Ashe spat.

Sona regretted not having a voice to vocalize her own contempt, but settle for a decisive nod to show she agreed with her fellow captives.

“This isn’t the time for that!” The fox woman tried to calm them down. “We’re all in this together now, and if we’re going to escape we’ll have to do it together.”

“Escape?!” The shadow warrior shrieked. “Escape?! How in the world do you suggest we pull that off? We’re in NOXUS!”

“There has to be a way!” Ahri replied desperately.

“We’ve been thinking that the entire time we were your captives!” Ashe retorted. “And look how far it got us!”

Akali pitched in. “Not one of us can move freely! Even IF we managed to remove these restraints, we’d still be locked in a dungeon.”

“Which is located in the middle of one of the most heavily fortified cities in the world.” The bluenette finished. “Face it Ahri, there is no way out of this.”

“And it’s all your fault!” The raven-haired captive screamed, kicking the door with her high heel but winging afterwards.

“Hey! Keep it down in there!” The guard warned. “Darius ordered you not be touched until he came back, but that doesn’t mean you get a free pass on everything!”

“Tsk. This is even worse than when you were in charge.” The assassin muttered.

The fox woman cracked a smile. “I suppose I could take that as a compliment.”

The three girls glared at her, shutting the hybrid girl up immediately.

The foursome then sat themselves down on the small and rudimentary beds provided, silently waiting for Darius to return.

Three hours later, the door to their cell opened and the famous warrior walked inside.

Obviously, his welcome was anything but warm. The four young women barely stopped themselves from showering him with insults. The looks in their eyes betrayed their anger though.

“I’m not surprised all of you are upset with me.” He said coldly.

The girls snorted softly.

“Although I fail to understand why the three of you haven’t killed this hybrid woman yet. Didn’t she imprison you first, humiliate you?”

“How do you suggest we take her life bound in these nefarious contraptions!” Akali snapped.

“If you know the truth of the matter, then why did you capture us as well?” Ashe asked desperately.

“Because, as a certain fox-tailed bombshell pointed out: I’m Darius. There is no such thing as ‘enough’ for me.”

The three young women shuddered at the huge man’s grin.

Sona got to her feet the first, her pleading eyes trying to sway the commander.

“You have something to say?”

“I’m sure she has.” Akali intervened. “But she is mute. However I think I can safely speak for her when I ask what your plans for us are.”

“I have yet to make my mind up about that, to be honest.”

The bluenette archer frowned. “Then why come here?” She asked confused.

“Because you three aren’t the only ones in here, are you?”

Ahri’s eyes widened, and she started shuffling backwards to her corner of the cell.

Does he mean…

Her fears were confirmed when the axe-wielding giant turned around. “She was the first one my men found, and to be perfectly honest also the girl who interest me most.”

Neither the assassin, musician or sniper were insulted by that remark. On the contrary, they were relieved.

Darius began walking towards the helpless fox girl.

“What are you going to do?” She yelped frightened.

“Something similar you’ve been doing to them I assume. And for similar reasons: Fun.”

“NO!” The raven-haired girl screamed, her arms squirming fiercely to escape the straightjacket. But it was hopeless, and with her legs so rigidly trapped she had no hope of evading the burly man as he lifted her off the ground and onto a bed.

“Please…” Ahri whimpered.

“If you don’t stay quiet from now on, I’ll gag you.” He threatened as he unlaced the leg binder, revealing her beautifully sculpted thighs as he slid it down. Her calves soon followed, until the only thing covering Ahri’s sensual legs were the shoes padlocked on and the thong barely hiding her pussy from view.

The straightjacket strap running in between her legs came off next, but it did nothing in providing Ahri wriggle room.

I can’t get out! She thought defeated. He’s going to have his way with me and I’m hopeless to defend myself.

Part of her realized she’d done exactly the same with her fellow captives, but in her opinion she at least tried to consider their feelings, make sure they enjoyed the ride as well. 

This brute on the other hand seemed interested in nothing but serving himself!

He grabbed of Ahri’s firm breasts, squeezing them roughly with his strong hands.

“Aahh!” She moaned softly. It wasn’t exactly painful, but the fact she even enjoyed it a little trouble her.

“I suppose those kinds of noises can’t be helped.” Darius said stoically. “I’ll permit you those.”

Ahri glared up at the battle-hardened man. Permit me?! You should be falling to your knees thanking the stars to get hold of a body like mine! She thought angrily… but the threat of a gag kept it all bottled up inside.

The muscular warrior continued to grope Ahri’s slender body, running his hand down her waist and onto her hips. He hooked a finger behind her thong and ripped the flimsy piece of cotton from her body before firmly gripping her thigh and forcing her leg up to completely expose her pussy.

“hmnnn.” The young girl moaned, biting her lip to keep her anger and fear contained as she prepared for that single horrifying moment.

And then it happened: Darius opened up his trousers and slipped his massive cock inside.

“Hhhahh!” Ahri gasped. As his thick, veiny member slid deeper inside her lovebox he completely filled her up, and then some.

“hmnnn.” She whimpered again. The infamous warrior had done a good job fondling her body, riling her up and forcing her to grow moist to accommodate him.

He began thrusting back and forth, grunting between gritted teeth as his own climax already began rising up from beneath.

His long campaign outside of Noxus had left him wanting for the soft warmth of a woman, so when his subordinate dropped this gorgeous specimen in his tent he had to focus all of his impressive willpower not to take her then and there.

Now however, there was no longer a need to hold back. And by God he sure didn’t! He immediately began humping the raven-haired girl at full speed, not bothering to ease her into the groove.

This doesn’t feel nice at all! He’s moving way too fast! At this rate I won’t-

“Aaahhhnn! Not so rough!” Ahri pleaded before she’d realized. His heated pace was making her feel like she’d burst!

But Darius ignored her, focused solely on his own pleasure at the expense of Ahri’s. 

Meanwhile, the three other captives sat side by side witnessing the spectacle. And it made them feel very conflicted.

Part of them wanted to pity the helpless young woman, sympathise with her. But a larger part simply felt this was divine retribution for all the grief she’d given them.

That being said, the scene before them wasn’t exactly easy on the eyes. Deep down, they were glad none of them had to witness it on their own. Having been helpless captives for days on end, they’d formed a sort of bond, one which supported them right now.

With a long, drawn out grunt, Darius came inside the whimpering fox woman. Ahri hadn’t yet reached her own orgasm, but the rugged warrior didn’t seem to care for that.

Satisfied with his own climax, he pulled back and left a heavily panting Ahri behind on her bed as he briefly wiped her cunt and laced the legbinder back into place. He then calmly walked out of the cell like he owned the place. The brutish warrior didn’t even glance at the other three, something which suited them just fine.

“So, what do you suppose will happen to us next?” Ashe whispered.

Akali looked up at the only window. The orange sky betrayed night was falling. “I assume we’ll be left in here overnight, then come the morning we’ll learn what Darius has decided to be our fates.”

Sona huddled up closer to the raven-haired assassin, as did the archer on her other side.

“Let’s hope Ahri fulfilled him enough to cut us loose.”

The nine-tailed fox had curled up on the bed by now, feeling dirty and sick.

There HAS to be a way to escape this place, especially if they’re keeping the four of us in one cell. Now that they’ve seen what Darius’ plans are, they HAVE to join forces with me. The hybrid woman thought to herself, trying to calm down her racing heart.

“I suppose the best thing we can do now is rest.” Akali said, loudly enough for Ahri to hear it as well.

“Good night… Ahri.” Ashe added.

The fox woman turned around on the bed, smiling faintly at the threesome. “Thank you. Good night to you too. Let’s hope tomorrow provides us with a chance at escape.”

The sniper nodded. “Let’s.”

Two hours after Darius left the four young women in their cell, they were suddenly woken up by a loud knock on their prison door.

They looked up at the eye-hole, which the guard had just slid open.

"Darius sends a message: anyone who has managed to free themselves by dawn will be granted their freedom. Those who fail, will end up in the hands of Darius."

“That’s what he came up with?!” The shadow warrior shrieked.

“That’s just sick!” Ashe protested.

“Take it or leave it!” The guard shouted curtly, closing up the peep hole.

All of the girls moaned in horror. After witnessing what that brute had done to Ahri, none of them wanted that fate!

They begin squirming around like possessed, grunting nervously as they strained against their personal prisons.

Surprisingly enough, the calmest one among them was Sona.

All of our bindings are made out of leather and buckles. They’re tight, but not impossible to open up. Especially since they didn’t seal our mouths!

She kicked at Ashe to get her attention.

“Ow! What?!” The archer snapped at the teal-haired girl.

Sona froze in place to mimic what she wanted the sniper to do.

“You want me to sit still?!”

*Nod*

“Why?”

The musical girl leant forward and began sinking her teeth into the leather belt trapping Ashe’s right elbow to her side.

“Work together? You think that’s allowed?” Akali asked cautiously. “What if the guard disqualifies us?!”

But Sona shook her head.

“I think she means it’s allowed because he didn’t state any conditions.” The bluenette interpreted.

“You think it’s worth the risk?”

“I think Darius is not one to bother with details. Or he might just be extremely confident about the restraints. These things are pretty impossible after all.” The archer replied, squirming demonstratively. “Or do you think we have any sort of chance if we don’t join forces?”

The raven-haired woman stalled. “Fair point.” She finally admitted. “We’ll help each other.”

Sona smiled calmly, happy her friends were finally on the same page. She then resumed tugging at the elbow strap, Akali soon following her example on the other side.

Ahri naturally began crawling towards the others. But when she’d made it to their side they ignored her.

“H-hey girls, I see you’ve already figured out our best bet is to work together.”

The three captives frowned at their former domme.

“WE’VE decided that is indeed the best course.” Akali replied.

“But we’re confident just the three of us can manage.” Ashe added spitefully.

Ahri’s eyes widened in fear, and a pit began developing in her stomach.

“Y-you’re joking right? I-I mean aren’t we all in this together?”

Sona shook her head.

“WE are in this mess because of YOU!” The dark-haired assassin spat. “So now YOU can get yourself out of it.”

“Or did you forget the countless times we begged you to release us, with you ignoring all of them?” The archer snided.

“But I was just having a little fun!” Ahri tried desperately. “You have to admit I never truly hurt you, I always made sure you girls were safe!”

“A meagre concession.” Akali disputed.

“OH COME ON!” The nine-tailed fox screamed. “You can’t leave me here! You saw what that beast did to me!”

“All I saw was exactly the same thing you’ve been doing to us.” Ashe replied.

“Besides, aren’t you all for ‘having fun’?” The assassin mocked. “It looks to me like you’ll be having all the fun you could ever wish for in Darius’ hands.”

“Aarrhhh!!” Ahri shrieked, wanting nothing more but to lung at her captors. But the legbinder kept her from bending her legs and pushing off. In fact, they kept her from doing anything but rolling around. And that meant she’d have virtually no shot at worming her way out of it. 

“Are you seriously telling me you’ll just leave me here to squirm on my own whilst you three join forces?” She asked with a voice trembling from anger and fear.

“Yes.” Akali replied.

“Yes.” Ashe copied.

And even though Sona was a mute, her response cut the deepest of all: A cold, uncaring nod for which she didn’t even bother to look Ahri in the eye.

“YOU BITCHES!!” The fox woman shrieked, losing her patience and thrashing furiously inside her strict one-person prison.

But her former toys ignored her as they continued to work on each other’s bindings.

After a lot of nudging and yanking, Sona and Akali eventually managed to loosen enough buckles in Ashe’s binder for the bluenette to wrest her hands free of the pouches.

The beautiful sniper immediately returned the favour, unbuckling the wrist cuffs and pouches from Akali’s binder and opening up the belt that kept Sona’s horizontal armbinder in place.

With that, all three of them had gained enough slack and freedom to start freeing themselves.

Poor Ahri meanwhile continued to desperately wriggle around on the cold tiled floor, growling angrily as she fought her straightjacket, but failed to budge it at all.

The night was already nearing its end by the time all three girls stood completely free of their bondage. Faint rays of the sun could be spotted from beyond the horizon.

Now that they no longer had themselves to work on, Ahri looked up at them with teary eyes. "Please." She whimpered one last time. "I’ll do whatever you ask of me. I’ll even become your slave for a while."

“What would we do with a slave?” The shadow warrior replied coldly. “We don’t have these perverted cravings you and Darius share.”

“Then help me escape from these nefarious bindings!” She pleaded. “I’ll do anything in return.”

Sona now stepped forward. The teal-haired woman had heard enough of Ahri’s relentless whimpering and buckled one of the smaller leather belts that came off the binder between the fox woman’s teeth.

“Ooohhh (Noooo)!!” Ahri screamed, angrily shaking her head to resist the musical girl. But in the end, she only delayed her work and soon ended up with her voice garbled beyond understanding.

Akali followed the bodacious musician’s example and buckled a wider belt over the fox woman’s eyes, blinding her.

They then retreated to a bed, far out of reach of a highly distressed Ahri.

The nine-tailed fox continued to thrash around in a blind panic, her tails dancing wildly as felt overcome with despair.

If they won't help me, I won't ever escape this! I'll – I'll...

But the images flooding her mind were too bad for her to tolerate. Instead she threw herself on her escape attempt, no matter how hopeless the endeavour.

But the straightjacket completely restrained her movements. She strained her arms to the best of her ability, but the tightly done up sleeves didn’t budge in the slightest. She twisted and turned her entire upper body in a bid to loosen any of the buckles, but other than chafe her still sensitive breasts that accomplished nothing. When she tried to bend over and bite through any the straps, she found not even her incredibly flexible body allowed for her to reach any.

No matter what she tried, she couldn’t free herself…

When morning arrived, Darius found three young women sitting side by side on a bed completely free.  The fourth -his personal favourite no less- was lying on the ground deeply asleep.

Ahri had failed utterly to remove her straightjacket. She had never even come close to escaping, only tiring herself out quicker with each new struggling fit.

The buckles had remained securely done up, the inflexible material never gave way to her relentless assault.

She hadn’t even succeeded in undoing leather belts Ashe Ahri and Sona had buckled over her eyes and in between her teeth for a blindfold and gag.

The brave fox woman had kept fighting for as long as she could, until her despair finally got the better of her and she’d crashed onto her knees sobbing uncontrollably and losing consciousness from pure exhaustion.

Akali stepped forward. “We succeeded in freeing ourselves. Will you release us as promised?” She asked.

“I will.” Darius replied. “I never go back on my word.”

“Then that means Ahri…” Ashe asked silently.

“Will remain.”

The three girls tried to avoid looking at the helpless nine-tailed girl. Part of them was suddenly overcome with a feeling of guilt. But it was too late to turn back, they’d made their decision hours ago.

“If you wanted to, you could’ve freed her.” The burly man pointed out as he stepped aside to let the girl leave. “But I won’t condemn your decision, you lot were the only ones fit to judge her after all.”

Sona’s eyes widened.

He planned for this to happen?!

The two others came to that realization as well now.

“You are even crueller than your legends say.” Ashe said coldly as she and the others walked out of the cell.

“This coming from the women who condemned a fellow captive to slavery.” The commander countered swiftly, closing the cell behind him.

Akali, Sona and Ashe were then led to a changing room where they received all of their equipment -which the men had found in the manor-. The three were then escorted all the way to the Noxian border to ensure they wouldn’t snoop around.

Once back in safer territory, the young women each embarked on their own paths.

Their focus was purely forward, towards the future. All of them tried their hardest not to think back of the Noxian dungeon, or the helpless hybrid woman they left behind there to a humiliating fate.