League of Legends x Overwatch - Far from home part 2 (Patreon)

[Later that day]

Ahri and D.Va woke up in a new room, as large as the hangar in the brunette’s headquarters, only this one was almost completely empty. Sean was nowhere to be found either. But he had left them with a surprise.

At first the two girls thought they had woken up next to a mirror, but when the second the drug that had knocked them out wore off completely, they realized what was truly going on:

Their kidnapper had dressed them up again, only he’d switched their outfits!

Ahri was now the one wearing D.Va’s skin tight bodysuit, whilst the brunette had woken up draped in the fox-woman’s flowing silk robes!

After getting over the initial shock, the two women started trying to cope with their new wardrobes. Though that was easier said than done. 

"What is up with these clothes?” D.Va said annoyed as she twisted around on the spot, trying to settle her new outfit into place. “They flutter around with every move you make! How the hell did you even fight as efficiently as you did?"

"I don't see why you're complaining." Ahri groaned. "At least my outfit is comfortable and loose-fitting where it needs to be! The opening he made for my tails in this stupid suit is way to small!" She complained. "And that’s not even the worst of it! Every part of this thing is incredibly clingy! How do you even move in this thing?!"

"It conforms to your exact body shape." D.Va countered. "Not like this shameless attire which flaunts most of your skin, and your cleavage!"

"Hey, my bust is impressive and sexy, so I don't have to hide it." The fox-woman sneered.

"So is mine!" D.Va hissed, despite realizing she didn’t quite fill Ahri's clothes as well as the hybrid did. Her more athletic build lacked the bombshell-level curves Ahri possessed. Curves which only became more apparent in that white and blue skinsuit the nine-tailed girl had now been trapped in.

Trapped because either girl had their wrists pulled behind their backs and tied in a very strict reverse prayer chest harness. The ropework kept their hands completely secure, with no way to fiddle with their new outfits. Other than that, Sean had left them free however. He was hoping that the ability to move around freely and explore the base a little bit would lift their spirits enough to make them more cooperative.

It didn’t work however, mainly because his two captives wouldn’t stop bantering about one another’s outfit. And the constant pressure on their breasts, which only increased every time they tried to wrest their hands free, soon got both of them riled up enough to storm off in opposite directions.

D.Va made her way into a large hallway which led to the outside, where her heart sank because the surroundings betrayed they were very far from the nearest city, holed up in the mountains. Worse still, the perimeter was securely fenced up all around.

“So, no escape on foot.” The brunette grumbled, her fingers fluttering behind her back again.

“Oww. Stupid ropes! My tits feel like they’re on fire!”

She turned around to head back inside, Ahri’s robes flowing around her and the silk caressing her skin. The feel of it wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

“Hmm, maybe she was onto something using these loose robes. At least this stuff keeps my body cool.”

And it does make me look kind of cute.

When D.Va made her way back to the hangar, she was surprised to find Ahri was still there. Not by choice however, because her legs had been tied together using several lengths of rope.

“Hmrrgg!” The raven haired woman was grunting and screaming angrily.

“What happened to you?” The cute soldier asked.

“She came across my mech and tried to activate it, hoping to escape.” Sean explained from behind her, startling the brunette.

“She tried to use your mech? Despite knowing nothing from this tech and with her hands tied behind her back.”

“You’d be surprised how far she got before I discovered her.” The muscular man replied. “She learns fast, and her legs are shockingly limber, which is why I trapped those as well.”

D.Va grinned. “Serves her right though.” She said, secretly happy to see her former opponent pinned down again.

“But you know, D.Va my sweet, you were trying to sneak off base as well, weren’t you?”

“N-no, I was just exploring!” She protested. “It’s why you left my legs free, isn’t it?”

“Nevertheless, I feel you need to be punished as well.” He continued, pulling out a set of leather straps.

“No! Leave me alone!” D.Va whined as her kidnapper forced her on her knees to strap her slender legs into frogties using no less than three belts per leg!

When the dark haired man was done, the poor brunette could barely twitch her legs anymore.

“You jerk!” She growled. “What’s the point of all this?”

“Fun, to be honest. You looked so amazing online, I just had to have you for myself.”

“That’s a real twisted sense of adoration!” D.Va spat, squirming in her ropes, groaning in pain.

“You might be right.” Sean replied calmly, turning around again.

“Where are you going?”

“To prepare lunch. We need to eat, don’t we?” He said dryly.

D.Va rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

With their kidnapper out of the way again, Ahri turned to her former captor.

“Hey, can you move?”

“Barely.” The brunette groaned.

“Then move towards me.”

“Why?” 

“So we can untie each other.”

“What?! Last time, I suggested that, and you shot me down!”

“And I was wrong, all right? Now let’s start working together, or do you enjoy being at his mercy?”

The brunette gritted her teeth. “You’re right. I’m coming over.”

It took the beautiful damsels over 15 minutes to cross the gap. Fifteen minutes filled with moans, cursing, gasps and most of all: frustration.

The more Ahri fought against her ropes, the deeper they dug into the bodysuit she was stuck in. The only thing that pushed her on was the prospect of getting out of there.

I’ll be so happy when these stupid ropes are finally out of the way!

Eventually, both girls made it to each other’s side.

“So now what?” D.Va asked.

“Give me… a minute.” Ahri panted. “I feel like I’m on fire inside this suit.”

“Well it’s not meant to be used like this.” D.Va admitted. “For what it’s worth: your outfit is feeling rather comfortable like this.”

“Greaaat.” The nine-tailed fox groaned, leaning back a little so her fellow prisoner could reach the reverse prayer. “Just get these ropes off me so we can get out of here.”

“Hang on,” the soldier replied surprised, “you want me to untie you first?”

“Of course. I’ve been tied like this for the longest.”

“But you can’t be trusted.”

“What?!”

“Remember what happened when you got out last time? You spent all your time toying with me and got captured again!”

“Obviously that is not happening again! I promise to get you out straight away.”

“You can say that, but I just don’t trust you. Untie me first, then I’ll let you out.”

“Sure you will. Except for the part where you are the one to capture me in the first place!”

“After you attacked me!”

The two women glared at each other, Ahri’s golden eyes peering into D.Va’s brighter pink ones.

“Guess we have ourselves a stalemate.” The brunette said.

“Looks like it. You wanna try rock paper scissors?”

“Haha, very funny. Just untie me already! You’re the one who needs to prove she’s trustworthy, not me!”

“But YOU’RE the one who can move more easily right now, kneeling down like this.” Ahri insisted, kicking her legs which were trapped together from ankle to hip by five coils of rope.

“Well, then just work on your own ropes. You were so confident last time.” D.Va said annoyed, turning away and fidgeting around in search of a knot.

“Aaarhh! You are impossible!”” Ahri growled, doing the same for her restraints.

“As are you!” D.Va bit back.

With that, their negotiations had fully broken down. Both women were too annoyed, to suspicious of one another to let the other go free first. So, despite knowing they had virtually no chance struggling free by themselves, that’s exactly what they began doing.

But no matter what they tried, the ropes wouldn’t budge. Their hands were completely useless, trapped in their reverse prayers, and the more they twisted them around the tighter the ropes seemed to feel.

Ahri tirelessly kept writhing her legs around, hoping to create enough slack to free them up. The hybrid woman lied down on her back, lifting her slender legs high in the air, kicking them around with all her strength. She rolled around the floor, bucking angrily with every failed attempt.

D.Va wasn’t having any more luck getting her legs free. They’d been buckled so tightly; the leather straps just wouldn’t let up.

After a while, both young women were simply too exhausted to keep fighting.

“Owww!” The poor brunette mewled as she tried to find a comfy position. “Stupid straps!”

“Like you have any reason to complain.” Ahri muttered from her side. “I’m feeling so constricted it’s getting hard to breathe!”

“Then will you finally concede to working with me rather than against me?”

“Fine!” The hybrid woman groaned. “I’ll get you out first. But if you abandon me, I’ll hunt you down!”

“Don’t worry, I promise to untie you as well.” The athletic girl assured her. “Anything to increase our chances of getting out of that nutjob’s clutches.”

“Hey, that hurt!” Suddenly came from the other side of the room.

Sean had returned.

“NO!” The young women yelped in pair.

“What are you doing here?” Ahri snapped.

“I came to collect you girls for lunch. I figured you’d be hungry after all of your squirming.”

“We’re not, in fact we were just getting into the groove. So if you could leave us alone again, that’d be great.” Ahri said dryly.

The tall dark and handsome man chuckled. “Glad to see you still have that much spunk left. It’ll make lunch very entertaining.”

Tsk, another missed chance because of that stubborn fox! D.Va thought annoyed. Why do we always do this? Squander our time bickering and squirming around uselessly…

Sean kneeled down beside D.Va. “So, how about you my dear? Have you changed your mind about me yet?”

“Bite me!” His captive snapped back.

“Haaaah, I figured.” The tall man sighed, pulling a white ball gag out of his pocket. This one was at least two sizes larger than the one D.Va got fitted yesterday. Truth be told, the brunette didn’t feel confident she could accommodate the thing!

“Heeey, wait a minute!” She suddenly realized. “You just said it was time for lunch. Then what the hell are you doing, gagging me?”

“Well for a start, it’ll keep you quiet whilst I do some frisking.”

“WHAT?!”

“And after that, it’ll keep you from raising a fuss when Ahri and I have our meal.”

“Hmn! Owww! MHRRGGG!” The angry soldier growled and trashed as Sean fitted her new gag, wedging her jaw open as far as it would go and then some.

When the buckle was done up, he took a step back to admire the view. D.Va was staring daggers at him, but he didn’t care.

“I’m glad I came up with the idea of switching your outfits, these robes make it a lot easier to get access.” The black haired kidnapper grinned as his hand slipped into the robes D.Va was wearing, stroking her perky breasts which were a little reddish from the chest harness.

“Hiii!” D.Va mewled into the massive rubber ball, twitching and jerking to try and evade Sean’s nimble fingers as they toyed with her breasts and nipples.

“Relax, I’m just checking the chest harness to see it’s not digging in too badly.”

“Ehuh ih ish (well it is)!”

“Then stop squirming.”

“Ooh ohp ohih hee (you stop groping me)!”

“Nope.”

“This would be so much easier on you if you just went with the flow.” 

“Aih hee (bite me)!”

“Maybe later, as dessert.”

“HMGNRR!” D.Va growled, trying to headbutt her captor. But he caught the lunch and pinched her cheeks using one of his large hands.

“You’re really cute when you’re angry.” He taunted, kidding her cheek before backing off again.

“Enough fooling around, I should get you two to my kitchen before the food gets cold.”

When Sean had told them they were to join him for lunch, neither of the girls had expected needing to be stripped down to their lingerie and tied to their chairs. But that is exactly what happened.

Ahri was wriggling around on her chair, trying to pull her hands out of the ropes that kept them crossed behind the backrest. She fluttered her fingers in any direction possible, but the ropes wrapped around her wrists just wouldn’t come into reach. The only thing she could grab hold off was the length running down from her hands to the base of the chair, where it was tied off to further anchor her arms into place.

The nine-tailed fox groaned in frustration as she kept feeling ropes instead of knots. That part of her bondage was just as reluctant to let her go as the leather straps pinning her chest, thighs and ankles to the rest of the chair. Her cute tush rubbed along the seat upholstery and her a ridged black dildo wedged itself into her pussy every time she squirmed, but the hybrid woman didn’t care. She was too annoyed with her captor for making her sit through this meal in her underwear.

D.Va was just as furious as her foxy table guest, pinned down on her chair in nothing but a set of lacy pink underwear, the cute brunette couldn’t help but blush as Sean gawked at every inch of her smooth, pale skin.

She’d been grasping at the leather cuffs he’d used to attach her wrists to the arm rests. Each cuff had been buckled tight, then padlocked down to keep her from removing them again.

Using a thin chain wrapped around the left and right chair wrest which he’d fed through the ring on each cuff, Sean had then padlocked the chain shut and effectively tethered each wrist to either side of her gorgeous body. 

With the padlocks clearly in sight -and the keys anything but-, she knew she was wasting her strength.

Her poor bare feet didn’t even touch the floor, courtesy of ropes drawing in her ankles towards the hind legs of the chair and keeping her from kicking about.

Just like Ahri, several leather straps around her chest, waist and thighs kept her virtually immobile.

But deep down, both women welcomed the handicap, because it prevented them from accidentally nudging the dildos filling up their womanhoods.

“Alrighty, finally we can get started on lunch.” Sean said cheerfully as he took a seat himself.

“Eesh-ee ohr ooh ho ay (easy for you to say)!” D.Va moaned. Her gag was still in place, which meant her punishment would probably entail going hungry as well as horny.

“Right then, Ahri-chan. Since you are behaving somewhat better than my cute D.Va here, I’ll let you eat first.”

The nine-tailed fox glared at her kidnapper. “And how am I supposed to do that?” She snarled, rocking her luscious body on the chair. “I can’t move!”

“I’ll feed you off course.” Sean said cheerfully, offering her a spoonful of his -frankly delicious smelling- pasta.

Ahri glowered at him. She’d like nothing more than to spit into his food.

But years on the run had honed her instincts. Right now, she was hungry, tired and in no position to resist her captor. Survival trumped her pride right now.

“Hmm! Smells delicious!” The raven haired woman chimed.

Sean was somewhat surprised by the mood swing, but took it in his stride.

“Thank you, open up.”

“Aaahhhn.”

As their captor fed Ahri her first mouthful, D.Va was left gawking at the scene.

What the hell? How can she act like that, completely out of the blue!

“Hmnnn! Delicious!” Ahri giggled as Sean took a bite himself.

“It’s one of my best dishes.”

“Oh, so you’re trying to impress me, are you? Has this suddenly become a date now?” The hybrid woman teased.

“Haha, if you want it to be.”

“Aaahhhn.” Ahri opened her mouth again, hinting at another bite.

The muscular young man chuckled softly. “Alright then, you eager little minx. But only because you’re being so adorable.”

The fox woman smiled kindly. Maybe I’ve been going about this the wrong way. He seems susceptible to flattery and affection. Maybe I CAN charm my way out of here…

Meanwhile, D.Va was sitting hopelessly confined to her chair. Sitting there, with that dildo continuously keeping her body on edge and the smell of the food fanning the hunger raging inside her, the brunette felt very confused. She should be angry, but the truth of the matter was, she felt jealous. Jealous of the attention Ahri was receiving from that bastard who had capture both of them.

I bet he’d doing this on purpose. The stubborn soldier thought to herself. He’s trying to make me play along with this twisted game of house, by making me sit and watch him and Ahri being all gooey.

Trouble was, right now a bit of attention -and food- were very tempting to the slender damsel.

It’s just some silly acting after all. I mean, Ahri seems to be doing just fine. There’s no reason I can’t do it too.

She already felt her chees lighting up in embarrassment as she prepared to mutter the words past her massive ball gag.

“Ahn (Sean)?”

Within second, the tall man had lowered the spoon on the plate and turned to his second captive, making Ahri frown in surprise.

“Yes, D.Va?”

“Ai aih ohm (I’d like some).” She said softly.

“You mean you’re finally ready to join us for lunch?”

The brunette nodded gingerly. “Ih hooh eh hee (if you’ll let me).”

“Of course I will, my dear!” Sean chimed, hurrying to remove the ball gag again.

D.Va stretched her jaw eagerly, forcing a smile. “Thanks, that thing was really uncomfortable.”

“I’m sorry about that.” Sean apologised, offering her a spoonful of food.

“Thanks.” The cute soldier said as she leaned forward to take it in.

Wow, this stuff is actually pretty tasty.

“How is it?”

“Not bad.” The brunette replied. “Could have used a bit more spice though.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Sean replied, eagerly offering her a second bite.

Meanwhile, Ahri was sitting on her chair completely neglected. And it annoyed her tremendously.

What the hell?! This brat bats makes just a single peep and immediately you forget all about me? You jerk! I'm not some kind of disposable toy!

"Seeaaaan!" She mewled. "I'm still famished."

“Oh? Sorry about that Ahri. I forgot about you for a second.”

“You meanie!” She teased him. “Am I that plain and boring?” The hybrid woman jiggled her assets seductively, moaning softly as she accidentally nudged the dildo into her clit.

“Oh, you’re anything but plain, my dear.” Sean assured her, giving her another bite to eat and letting his hands and lips wander her smooth skin in the meantime.

“Down boy, we’re eating remember?” Ahri giggled. “Leave that stuff for the bedroom!”

“No reason we can’t multi-task.” The dark haired man replied, twisting the dildo to further entice his captive.

“Hiiii!”

“You want more?”

“More food!”

“Haha, you got it.” Sean replied as he fed her another spoonful.

“Hmnn.”

“SEAN!” D.Va cried angrily. “Did you forget about me?”

Moments after she’d yelled that, the brunette’s eyes widened.

Hang on… When did this happen? Are we competing for this jerk’s favours now? He kidnapped us!

But as true as that was, right now neither of the highly competitive women wanted to be outdone by the other.

And Sean just barely managed to hide his grin in triumph. This was exactly how he’d hoped this situation would play out.

The tall, dark and handsome kidnapper continued feeding and fondling his two cuties, complimenting them and making sure either one received enough attention to maintain the delicate balance he’d constructed.

All of that kept going until dessert arrived. In the form of a single, large can of whipped cream.

“This’ll be more my dessert than yours if I’m honest.” He admitted as he undid both girls’ bras.

Ahri glowered at him. “Just when I thought you weren’t as much of a pervert as I assumed.”

“Hey, you don’t think this is even a little bit romantic?”

“No!” D.Va concurred with her fellow damsel. “It’s embarrassing and humiliating.”

“I think it’s very sexy. And since neither of you are in a position to resist me, it’s happening.”

He proceeded to spray a first small serving of whipped cream onto D.Va’s right tit.

The cold brush of dairy made her squeak cutely, despite Sean licking it straight off again.

“Hmm, delicious.”

“Tsk, pervert!”

“Keep it up and I won’t offer you any cream.”

"I'm full, thanks." She snided back.

"More for me." He shrugged, painting a cute little heart around her left areola and licking the whole thing up in a single, smooth go.

D.Va shivered, both in disgust and forced pleasure. As revolting as the situation was, thanks to all those various contraptions ensnaring her tender breasts for the past day or so she couldn't deny the cool feel and gentle stroke of his tongue formed a welcome relief.

Meanwhile Ahri sat and enjoyed the show, praying that their captor would remain focused on her competitor.

When Sean suddenly began suckling on D.Va's mildly erect bud, a soft moan escaped the brunette. She bucked and squirmed on her chair, but all it accomplished was making her captor chuckle, thereby tickling her teat.

"Kyaa! Let go!"

Sean did, and D.Va gratefully gasped for air.

Ahri failed to suppress a chuckle, one she immediately regretted because it drew the muscular man's attention.

"I'm sorry my dear, are you feeling left out?"

"No, no! Not at all!"

But to her annoyance, Sean grinned at her. "It's okay, there's plenty left for you." He said, shaking up the can of whipped cream.

He immediately deployed a large helping smack in the middle of her breasts and dove straight in, making the nine-tailed fox squeak cutely. "Those are sensitive you know!"

"I do, which is what makes playing with them so much fun." He retorted, sinking his teeth in her right nipple and pulling back on it.

"Aiieeeee! Let GO!"

But Sean kept the pressure on, making the raven haired woman howl in anger. "You son of a-"

*snap* He suddenly let her tit bounce back into shape.

"Oooaahh!" The hybrid woman groaned relieved. Her entire body began trembling, and an odd warm glow began to settle in her pelvis, quite near to where that dildo kept prodding her.

This guy... he's good.

"Felt good, huh?"

"Hmrgg! N-no!" Ahri lied.

"Really? Then maybe I should try harder." He countered, covering both her nipples in small heaps of cold whipped cream.

The soothing feel of the chilled dairy made Ahri cry out lustfully once more. And unlike with D.Va, Sean left the cream on for a little while. Instead be began nudging the dildo, stoking the fire in her loins to contrast the chill on her breasts.

"Stop teasing me like this!" The nine-tailed fox eventually mewled. "You weren't this mean with D.Va!"

The brunette's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Leave me out of it! It's your turn to be at his mercy!

Eventually, Sean began cleaning up the mess he'd left on Ahri's perky breasts. The chair-bound fox moaned eagerly as his tongue began flicking her nipples, sending spike after pleasurable spike coursing through her body.

She was so confused right now, having no clue whether she wanted him to stop... or take it all the way.

Sadly, that decision wasn't up to her. And Sean had elected to cut the party short in favour of trying out his newest idea...

After thoroughly enjoying his dessert, the tall, dark haired man carted off both his beauties to private shower cubicles where he cut their ropes just enough so they could untie themselves fully in his absence and get cleaned up.

Naturally, the first thing both girls did was look for a way out. But the cubicle had been locked from the outside. Sean had instructed them they would get 30 minutes to freshen up, after which the cubicle would open and they could enter the changing rooms, to find their outfit for the remainder for the day. Only after they'd gotten dressed would he allow them to exit the changing rooms again.

The two young women grudgingly submitted to their fate for now, but soon an intense feeling of bliss filled them both as the hot water washed their fatigue and the dirty feeling away.

Both captives exited the shower in a moderately good mood, which immediately dampened again once they discovered their 'outfits'.

Sean had provide them both with black bikinis which were a made from the same material as D.Va's suit meaning it clung to their bodies like a second skin and barely left them decent. They came equipped with small buckles to click the bottom and top in place, as well as a connective line of fabric running along their backs.

They received a pair of shiny black high heels as well, plus a collar with a name tag each.

But worst of all was that every single part of their outfits could be locked into place, condemning them to their skimpy outfits for as long as their kidnapper wished.

"Did you manage to fit the whole thing?" Sean asked D.Va through a speaker.

"There wasn't much to fit." She snapped back. "This stuff barely covers my most intimate areas!"

"Don't worry, I live alone on this base. No one else is going to see you like that."

That's not exactly comforting. The brunette muttered to herself.

"So you going to let me out?"

"Not yet. You haven't finished dressing yet."

"What do you mean?"

"That second basket holding those metal cuffs and a collar. You need to put those around your wrists, your ankles and below your elbows and knees. The collar is for your neck, obviously."

"What for?"

"So you don’t have to walk around wearing rope or leather cuffs all the time."

D.Va's eyes narrowed. "And here I thought you finally trusted me enough to let me roam free."

"I will, sort of."

The athletic captive raised an eyebrow. "I don't get it."

"You will once you put those cuffs on." Came from the speaker.

D.Va sighed deeply. "No use arguing." She realized.

She cautiously clamped on the collar and cuffs, which became perfectly smooth once they locked on, to the point of even the seam disappearing and leaving the impression of a single metal ring enveloping her wrists, elbows, ankles and knees.

What was so special about those seemingly separate pieces of steel, was their ability to magnetize on command. The cuffs could be triggered remotely to attach together in various combinations.

The first demonstration came after D.Va confirmed she'd put all of the cuffs on.

*Clang*

"OW!" The brunette cried out as her arms were rudely yanked behind her back where the wrist cuffs suddenly attached themselves to one another, so strongly it seemed they had been welded together.

"What the-?"

"You get the picture I presume?"

"Yes." She snarled back. "NOW will you let me out?"

"Of course."

The changing room opened, allowing D.Va to step outside in her skimpy bikini. She was met by a brightly smiling Sean and a glowering Ahri in exactly the same situation as she was. And from the lightning bolts here eyes were trying to fire at their captor, the brunette could tell she was at least as frustrated with the situation as she was!

"So?" The nine-tailed fox bit. "What is your plan for us now that we're walking around semi-naked and covered in overblown fridge magnets?"

"You'll be my maids."

"WHAT?!" Both women yelped in chorus.

"You will attend to me whichever way I see fit. If you refuse, you get cuffed. If you behave, you get to walk around freely. Sound fair?"

"Hardly." Ahri said sarcastically.

*clang*

"OWWW!" Her elbows had just connected together, forcing the slender girl to thrust her chest out, stretching the already thin fabric covering her breasts even thinner.

*clang clang*

Her ankles and knees now followed, with such force the poor girl toppled over due to losing her balance so suddenly.

"Oww!" She wailed as her unprotected hip hit the cold concrete floor. "Let me go!" She screamed immediately, using all her strength to try and budge her cuffs. But the magnetic pull was too strong.

"Would you like to add anything?" He invited D.Va as her fellow maid squirmed around on the floor.

But the young soldier grudgingly shook her head. Having one's elbows touch is never a comfortable position, let alone everything else linking up. So, she swallowed her sass in favour of keeping her arms somewhat flexible.

"Good, then I'll wrap up Ahri's situation here."

"What?! I thought the point of these stupid cuffs was not having to use rope and stuff!"

"Normally, yes. But that mouth of yours is still too big. Therefore, you require extra discipline in my opinion."

"That's bullshit!"

“If you really think that, then next time you should behave better.”

“I didn’t do anything!” The agitated fox-woman moaned as her calves and thighs were lashed together with nylon ropes, further immobilizing her pretty legs.

“You were being sassy.”

“I thought you enjoyed a woman with a bit of spunk.” Ahri said grudgingly.

“Not when I’m trying to get her to act like my maid.” Sean said as he tied a crotchrope in place and wound it around her forearms to ensure every twitch would make the rope dig in.

“Now you can lie here for a while and reflect on how a maid ought to behave.” He lectured with a playful smack on her ass.

“Ow!” She yelped, yanking her arms out of reflex to try and rub the burning spot, only to pull the crotch rope right along. “Hmrrnnn!”

But that was only the start, because Sean soon slipped his left hand beneath the skimpy bra of her bikini, playing with her nipples. Meanwhile his right kneaded and slapped the poor girl’s buttocks with such conviction it seemed he was trying to compose a song out of smacks and moans!

D.Va’s lips curled into a mischievous smirk. As Sean continued spanking and groping her fellow captive, she cleverly kept to herself and watched from the side lines.

Deep down, she also felt Ahri had this coming. The brunette was still somewhat upset from when the hybrid woman had squandered their first escape opportunity by toying with her instead of removing her restraints. Seeing Sean take advantage of her helpless situation made a confusing mix of pity and glee bubble up within her.

I know we should try and cooperate. But somehow this whole scene feels strangely satisfying.

To her shock, the brunette suddenly felt her arms free up. The magnetic cuffs pinning her wrists had deactivated.

“Since you are behaving like a good girl, I’ll let you explore freely for a while. But be sure to come to my office within half an hour. I have a job for you.”

“And your office is?”

“Down that hall, final door on the left.” The tall man explained before walking into the hallway he’d just pointed out.

That left the two captives in only each other’s company once more. Except this time, Ahri was the one at D.Va’s mercy. And the brunette simply couldn’t pass that up.

“Quick take these ropes off me.” The nine-tailed fox hissed after confirming Sean was out of ear shot. “After that we can work on breaking these cuffs or figuring out a way to remove them.”

“No.”

“What?!”

“Why should I help you? I’m already as good as free.” The brunette replied smugly. “Sound familiar?”

Ahri’s eyes widened. “You’re kidding, right? You want to pull this now? Don’t you remember how things turned out when I messed up our chance?”

“The difference is: you didn’t have a clue about Sean’s whereabouts, whereas I know exactly how long I can spend tormenting you before he comes back!” The slender soldier chirped triumphantly.

She kneeled down beside Ahri, rolling the hybrid woman on her side to expose her taut belly and firm chest. D.Va let her fingers slide down her captive’s soft skin, gently caressing it to try and expose any sensitive areas.

To her delight, Ahri suddenly squeaked nervously when D.Va’s fingers found her sides.

“Oohhh, looks like I found one of your ticklish zones.” She said with a grin that only meant bad news for the fox-woman.

“Don’t. You. Dare!” She growled, her eyes narrowing. 

“Just try and stop me!” Her fellow maid replied as her hands began frisking the whole of Ahri’s torso, making her buck, shriek and howl with laughter.

“Stoohohohooop! Aaahahahaha! D-D.Va! Pleaheheheees!”

But she didn’t, relentlessly searching out the most sensitive spots on Ahri’s near-naked body to keep her from catching her breath.

The cute fox felt like her lungs were going to explode. She was crying tears from laughter as she desperately tried to convince D.Va to stop tormenting her and finally do what they both wanted: plot their escape route.

10 minutes into the tickle torture, D.Va’s fun was suddenly cut short.

*clang clang*

“Oww!” She suddenly yelped as her wrists and elbows slammed together. “What the-?!” She said confused, trying to prise them apart again but failing.

“I could hear poor Ahri’s pleas all the way across the hall.” Sean lectured as he walked in. “Bad girl, D.Va.”

“YOU?!” She snapped. “What happened to ‘come to my office in half an hour’?”

“I got distracted by the screams coming from my panting pet over there.”

Ahri was indeed gasping for air, conflicting feelings bubbling up inside her. It was great that her tickle torture was over, but now D.Va had been the one to screw up their chance of escape!

Guess this makes us even. And better yet: now I have a front row seat on that brat’s punishment session!

“Let me go!” D.Va mewled, her arms flailing around behind her back. “Ahri got what was coming to her! She did the same to me yesterday.”

“True, I suppose. But then I punished her for that, so you should be to.” The built young man replied, unbuckling sets of leather straps.

“Noooo!” D.Va screamed in protest, jumping back and making a quick dash in the hopes of reaching the hallway and hiding from Sean.

But a simple push of the button locked the brunette’s legs together, making her stumble and crash to the floor with a painful *boom*

“Owww!” The brunette groaned in anger, squirming around on the floor. “Stupid cuffs! Let me out!!”

“You’re being awfully noisy.”

“Of course I am! My leg hurts from crashing to the floor and I can’t rub the sore spot!”

Sean sighed. “You’re more high-maintenance than I gave you credit for.” He complained.

A hint of pride welled up in D.Va’s chest. “The way to fix that is to let me go free.”

“I have an even better method.” The dark haired man retorted, taking out a second remote.

Before the two captives could even ask what that one was for, they got their answer.

The collar both girls had been obligated to wear now revealed its true function. The orb built into the front was not purely decorative, instead it could detach and be placed inside the wearer’s mouth. Once there, it quickly expanded until the wearer could no longer force it past their lips anymore.

By the time D.Va realized what was going on, her jaw had already been wedged by surprisingly stiff rubber orb.

“Ahrhhnrmhnnff!” She cursed her captor.

Ahri snickered audibly at the outraged D.Va. "Serves you right." She said. “You should have listened to me. Or at least done as Sean had told you.” She tried to flatter her kidnapper.

She batted her long eyelashes at the tall man. “Any chance of you loosening up these mean cuffs of mine?”

“Afraid not babe.” Came back, after which a second push on the remote activated the gag in Ahri’s collar.

“What? No! I don’t deserve to be -aahh!”

Ahri never even got her argument out in the open before her own mouth got stuffed with the inflatable gag.

“Oohh urrhh (you jerk)!” She screamed, shaking her head angrily as she futilely tried to spit the ball out.

Now both damsels were rolling around the floor groaning and squirming desperately, but neither the magnetic force keeping their limbs locked nor the thick rubber muddling their speech would let up.

“Aaah, I should have done this right from the start. As lovely as your voices are, these mewls are far more sonorous.”

“HUHH HOOO!” The two insulted their abductor. But that just made his grin wider.

“It keeps surprising me how much spirit you two continue to have. It just proves to me you two can still take more of my ideas…”

Both D.Va and Ahri felt their pulse quicken. 

There’s more?! The brunette thought nervously.

What other ideas does this nutjob have stored in his perverted little mind. The hybrid woman wondered.

They both soon wished they never discovered…

The magna cuffs were purely decorative in Sean’s newest intricate web of ropework. But that didn’t mean the young, now completely nude damsels had any freedom to them. Quite the contrary:

Their arms were pinned behind their backs in a box-tie. Worked into the box tie was a chest harness that ensnared their breasts from above and below, squishing them together slightly. Combined with the ropes running in between their luscious mammaries, the pressure from all sides made their chests seem almost half a cup bigger!

To make matters worse, the constant pressure on their bosoms only increased with each twitch of their arms as they tried to pull them free or shift them around.

And to their combined humiliation, the sly mercenary had connected their chest harnesses, forcing the two girls to rub their knockers together every time either of them made a move!

Things didn’t stop there either. Sean had lashed several feet more rope around their slender waists, emphasising their hourglass figures and also anchoring that to their box-tie to completely trap their arms into place.

Moving down, he had wrapped their supple thighs in several lengths of rope, mimicking the outlines of bloomers as they ran along their backsides. Those ropes had been pulled tight enough for them to neatly outline their cute buttocks. Naturally, Sean had also tied a pair of extremely tight crotch ropes which were also connected at waist-level. Much like their chest harnesses, every motion of their hips meant both women suffered a harsh yank to their loveboxes.

Their legs were completely helpless, with no less than six lengths of rope lashing them together at the ankle, calve, below and above the knee, their thighs and even right below their butts.

Finally, a short rope connected to their ankle bonds ran to their thigh ropes, preventing the pair of captives from stretching their legs beyond a 90-degree angle. Not that they could anyways, given that both of them were kneeling on a mattress facing each other.

To prevent either girl from making too much of a fuss, they had received bit gags which were encased in rubber so they could bite down all they wanted (and salivate accordingly). And boy would they need to bite down, because the vibrating beads Sean had slipped into their pussies were about to activate.

Far before Sean stepped back to admire his work, Ahri and D.Va had consented to being completely chanceless at making an escape. But that didn’t mean they weren’t moaning desperately and fumbling blindly around with the ropes behind their backs.

"Now, my dear little D.Va." Sean began after waiting for both girls to run out of steam. "As adorable it was, seeing you toy with Ahri-chan, I'm afraid I will have to punish you for acting out of order."

"HMRNN!"

The dark haired mercenary kneeled down beside his pets. “Now, let’s start the fun.”

“MNNN (NOOO)!” The pleaded in chorus.

But Sean was merciless, and straight away activated the beads on full power.

“MNNNN!” The two shrieked into their gags, bucking their hips in reflex but only drawing in the crotchrope as a result.

Mercifully, the power soon died down again. Only to go up mere moments later. Then down again, but before it reached a comfortable level it spiked once more.

Sean was having the time of his life, constantly alternating the power on the vibrators to keep his two captives on edge the entire time. 

After a while, he left Ahri’s bead on a medium pace to keep her aroused, and directed his full attention at D.Va.

His skill in handling the remote soon turned out to be more than the helpless brunette could handle. Despite trying her utmost to catch Sean off guard and coax an orgasm out of her own body, the skilful merc never allowed her to cum.

“In case you don’t get it yet: you won’t be climaxing until you beg me for it.” Sean suddenly remarked, turning down the vibe to near-non-existent levels.

“Hmnnnn!” D.Va growled in anger, both at the lack of buzz and Sean’s set-up.

“Take it or leave it.” He said, reaching for the remote to Ahri’s vibe and turning it up to the max.

“Hiiiii!” The nine-tailed fox shrieked, bucking around so vehemently she nearly toppled the both of them!

Sean’s hand kept them steady, and indulged in a casual grope of their tits along the way.

But Ahri didn’t care, her climax was surging. And fast. She prayed for Sean to let her reach it, but feared the same rule of begging would apply to her.

That meant her liberation came with a certain amount of shock.

Before she full well realized, her first orgasm was a reality!

“UUHHHHMMMNNNN!” She howled, lolling her head back as the warm glow spread throughout her body.

Sean tone down her bead again, letting her bask in the afterglow as he played with his second pet instead.

But to D.Va’s fury, her climax remained painfully out of reach. No matter what she tried, every time the poor soldier was mere moments away, he completely abandoned her to resume toying with Ahri instead!

The brunette’s burning rage and jealousy grew with each new climax of the hybrid woman. Every time Ahri cried out in blush, D.Va screamed in outrage.

“EH HEE UHH HOOO (LET ME CUM TOO)!” She demanded.

“That wasn’t a beg I’m afraid.” Sean said stubbornly as he started sliding the dial on D.Va’s remote up and down, drawing a similar range of soft and loud howls from the helpless soldier.

After what felt like hours, poor D.Va’s clit had grown grown sore with pleasure. She needed to climax so bad it felt like she could explode any moment!

I can’t go on! I have to say it…

“EESH (PLEEASE)!” She eventually mewled.

“Say master.”

“EESH ASHUR (PLEASE MASTER)!”

Sean smirked triumphantly. “Good girl.”

The dial went up to full force, and mere seconds later that liberating howl of D.Va’s climax nearly deafened the two sitting beside her.

The bound and gagged brunette felt messy, and humiliated. But at that single moment, the rush of her climax was so addictive she couldn’t care less. 

With D.Va’s climax, and Sean’s victory over her pride, the muscular man decided his game had reached a satisfactory conclusion. He turned down both vibes, receiving a welcome groan from both women, and slowly removed their ropework to let them relax.

“You know your way to the shower now. Rest up, freshen up, then report to me.” He instructed before heading for his office again.

Ahri and D.Va both fell asleep right on that spot, not even caring their naked and sweaty bodies were rubbing against one another.

The first to wake up again was Ahri, who immediately retreated to the shower cubicles to scrub herself down. She also tried blasting her cuffs with as high-powered a water jet she could generate, but the cuffs seemed just as impervious to water and rust as they were to her fox fires.

“Tsk, so no breaking these apart then. And without keyholes there’s no lockpicking either.”

The only other angle she could think off was getting out of reach of whatever remote was making them stick together.

With my arms and legs free, jumping that fence shouldn’t be too difficult. I can’t imagine these cuffs being controllable over vast distances. So if I can get enough distance between myself and this base, I win!

Eager to test out her theory, the nine-tailed fox searched for her own clothes and snuck around the base to find the area which would provide the most cover.

Her luck finally seemed to turn when she discovered a wide river running behind the south side of the base.

That thing is bound to end up near some village. She surmised. And those crates and containers stacked near the perimeter are as good as any flight of stairs.

The raven haired woman cautiously exited the base, looking over her shoulder to try and spot any cameras. When she confirmed Sean wasn’t watching her, she began to pick up her pace in preparation of the series of jumps that would take her over that 12-foot metal fence.

She was just about to start sprinting when

*clang*

*clang*

*clang*

*clang*

“NOOOOO!” She wailed in despair as her body was suddenly contorted into a hogtie.

Ahri had just now triggered the emergency setting in her cuffs. Once she got a certain distance removed from the transmitter, or tried to enter an unauthorized area, the cuffs were programmed to automatically lock together.

The position they assumed was basic, but effective: Your standard hogtie, plus the collar would activate its gag. It was annoyingly effective in incapacitating the fuming fox however. She began rolling around furiously, but failed to even right herself.

Even when she rolled back in range, the cuffs refused to release their grip on her limbs.

“Aaarrhh! Stupid things!” She shrieked, bucking around on the concrete. “Let me ooouuuut!”

The helpless fox-woman spent almost a full hour basking in the gentle rays of the sun before she was found again. By none other than D.Va.

Not surprisingly, the brunette had come up with the same plan as her former captive. But seeing Ahri rolling around on the floor she had correctly deduced the cuffs weren’t that easy to outwit.

“Looks like you still haven’t learned to behave.” The young soldier snickered as she cautiously closed in on Ahri, hoping the cuffs wouldn’t lock up.

“Vmrn fhnnn! Jhft gmt mm hht hf thnf! (Very funny! Just get me out of this!)” The nine-tailed fox snapped back.

“I wouldn’t know how. Sean is probably the only one who can unlock those cuffs.”

“Thmn gh gmt hnm! (Then go get him!)”

D.Va eventually conceded to searching for their kidnapper, taking her sweet time to do so. With every minute she dawdled around the base, enjoying the freedom of her limbs, the cute girl’s grin widened.

By the time Sean finally made it to her side, Ahri didn’t even care that Sean had concocted another punishment session for her. 

The moment her cuffs detached, he picked her up from the ground and guided her to a tall pole standing near the side of the landing strip.

He brought out leather straps and belts for a start, wrapping them around her waist, thighs and chest to secure her to the pole. After that he drew her arms behind her back and cinched a rope around her wrists, then her elbows to draw them together with only a couple of inches slack.

The hybrid woman moaned softly as her back straightened to accommodate the pressure, her perky breasts thrusting out into the open.

But Sean wasn’t done. He brought out several more coils of rope and even a roll of duct tape, covering her legs almost from ankle to hip as he wrapped them up in tape, then pulled them close to the pole and tied ropes to keep them there. He repeated the process for her waist and torso, making sure to take in her arms in the process. 

When he finally felt satisfied, Ahri was completely cocooned to the pole. On the bright side: that did mean she needed little to no effort to stay upright.

Besides, the fact she could barely twitch anymore when he was done wasn’t nearly as annoying as being able to roll about on the gritty concrete floor whilst making zero progress. All in all, her new predicament was better than the previous. Apart from the constant taunting of the vibrating nipple clamps and hitachi wand he’d slipped underneath her robes.

“Now you stand there and think about what you’ve done.” Sean said in a childing manner. “Meanwhile, I’ll be taking D.Va to show her the coolest place on this base: my bedroom.”

“What?!”

*clang clang clang clang*

Before the brunette could make a single move, her wrists and elbows locked together again, as did her ankles and knees. The force of her cuffs slamming into place made her bounce neatly into her taller captor’s arms, who swept her up and carried her off bridal style.

“S-Sean, you’re joking right?”

“Why would I be joking about this? You’ve been here for over 24 hours, so I’d say us getting to know each other intimately is long overdue.”

“I don’t agree!” The slender girl yelped, squirming in his strong arms.

“Don’t worry my dear, I’ll be gentle.” He assured her, giving her a peck on the cheek before commanding the collar to gag her again.

“Mnnnn!” D.Va whimpered as Sean carried her indoors, leaving an angry Ahri to grind her buttocks into the metal pole she’d been tethered too.

But as frustrating as her vibration-driven predicament was, the fox-woman secretly felt rather relieved that she wasn’t the one on ‘bed duty’ … this time.

Sean soon reached his bedroom, which was empty apart from a large wardrobe, a desk and a huge two-person bed.

After gently lying her down on his mattress, the magna cuffs immediately detached and pulled the brunette's limbs to the four corners of the bed, spread-eagling her. The gag remained, completely muting the poor brunette as her tall captor had his way with her.

He didn't waste any time either. He immediately disrobed and dove onto the bed, groping and kissing the slender brunette as he 'helped' her out of her bodysuit.

With his captive completely naked, Sean could no longer keep down his desires. He started fingering his bound and gagged girl, gradually speeding up in search of her sweet spot.

"MNNN!" She suddenly yelped as the dark haired man touched on her clitoris.

This is really happening, is it?

The intense pleasure her body was forced to endure made it impossible for D.Va to deny that one thought.

Once her pussy felt slick enough, Sean plunged in his rock hard member and began screwing her with all the passion he'd kept bottled up for so long.

This was his dream come true. He was making love to the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, and enjoying every second of it! 

Sadly, in his euphoria he completely forgot to pace himself, meaning that his dream coming true only lasted a couple of seconds. Far before his bed partner could come anywhere close to hers, Sean groaned in climax and began slowing down dramatically. Not that the brunette minded, she considered herself lucky that his relentless pounding didn't go on for too long.

Despite having been almost completely immobile, D.Va was still panting heavily as Sean withdrew from her. The slender damsel kept her eyes screwed shut to avoid making eye-contact while her captor left the bed.

But that meant she was completely caught off guard when the magnetic cuffs suddenly released, only to have her body contorted into the worst position since she'd arrived.

With his lightning-quick hands he had soon lashed her arms together behind her back, crossed her ankles and pressed her knees together. He then folded her legs double and pressed them up so far her knees rested against her chest.

After that, using a combination of straps and tape, Sean kept his cute damsel trapped into that very compact ball shape. The belts ran along her back and underneath her thighs, pinned between her upped and lower legs for stability.

The tape trapped her hands into fists to prevent her from tampering with anything.

D.va mewled pitiably as she was reduced to limply twitching on the mattress, to helpless to even roll!

Sean also slipped a set of anal beads into her ass and placed the bead from before back in her lovebox. Both toys were set to a very mild buzz, meant to keep the lust in her nether regions smouldering for as long as possible.

"mnnnfmnn!" The brunette whimpered into her triple-layered gag made up of her collar gag, a wrapping of tape and a piece of cloth.

"You look adorable you know that?" Sean teased her.

"Mnnnn!"

"What is it you always say?"

"mnnrnnn!"

"That's not it." He chuckled. "Oh yeah, I remember: The best things in life come in small packages."

He stroked her back gently. "Looks like you were right all along."

"Mnnn!"

[Three weeks later]

Ahri and D.Va had somewhat come to terms with their situations. In the sense that they were no longer looking out for escape opportunities at all times. The permanent presence of their magna cuffs meant that was hopeless anyways. As long as that transmitter kept their restraints on stand-by, both young women were effectively confined to Sean's base.

Disabling said transmitter was out of the questions as well, because even after discovering its location D.Va had failed to get anywhere near to it, courtesy of her cuffs locking her in the standard hogtie long before she came in reach of it.

Most of their days was now spent parading around for Sean, waiting on him hand and foot whilst dressed up in their skimpy latex bikini's, or some other alluring outfit.

To their despair, their kidnapper possessed a wide range of frilly and skimpy uniforms.

The only thing to trump his appalling sense of fashion was his bondage expertise.

Despite having been trapped in more ways either girl had bothered to count, they had never managed to free themselves from one of his set-ups.

Their current situation was no different: They had started their day by taking a shower and trying to massage the sensitivity out of their bodies. Sean had made them spend the night in an extremely tight shibari diamond-harness which lined around their breasts and crotch which had kept them aroused for most of the night.

Once they exited from their cubicles, the two had found a set of sexy lingerie, black for Ahri and dark blue for D.Va. The lacy bra and panties were accompanied by a garter belt, suspenders and stockings, as well as high heels matching their underwear.

Once they'd gotten dressed, Sean had entered to greet his slaves.

"Good morning girls."

"Good morning... master."

He was holding a pair of armbinders and leather belts. "Shall we begin our day?"

"Yes master."

The dark haired man grinned. I love my life...