Moonchild's Ebony Tower | By : passiveaggressor Category: M through R > Neverending Story Views: 6095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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She was quietly thankful the hood counted as bindings when she returned to the core area, looking through the room’s doorway to see the nightmarish tightrope in it’s infancy, several things making her confused about it. “What was that gag’s purpose?” She wondered, going to the next door. She was halfway there, and hopefully, there would be a way out involved in the final door.
Of course first she had to deal with the door that was currently opening in front of her. She walked over to the door and peeked in. “Another empty room...” she said sighing as she entered. She noted something on the ground as she stepped further into the room, kneeling to view it and discovering it was an eyebolt of some kind that had been screwed into the floor. A cursory inspection of her surroundings revealed a second eyebolt about four feet away. A sudden push from a foot on her ass sent her sprawling on the floor. Moonchild gasped and tried to stand, suddenly feeling rope being wound around her left ankle. “Hey! What are you trying to do?” She said, trying to shake the rope loose. The rope was knotted off and then a second rope was wrapped around her right ankle and tied. She grabbed for the knot on the first rope ‘cuff’ and started trying to unknot it, cursing her bad luck, and hoping that the ropes would stop coming soon. Her hopes were dashed when her wrists were seized and bound palm to palm in front of her. A hand gripped her hair and hauled her to her feet. Moonchild looked up and saw a pair of ropes dangling from the ceiling. “What are those for?” She wondered aloud, “Why have I been wearing so much rope for these perverted strangers?” she asked as her wrists were untied. The rope was then used to tie her right wrist to her waist. She reached over with her left but the hands quickly seized it, tugging it into the air and using one of the dangling ropes to secure it in a slightly raised position over her head. Her right wrist was untied from her waist and brought up, the second dangling rope used to secure it before the sound of her captors footsteps faded behind her. The sound of clanking gears was the next thing she heard and she gasped as she felt the ropes around her wrists being pulled higher She yelped, kicking out, as her feet started to lift off the ground. “STOP, PLEASE!” She yelled, feeling the pain of her arms supporting her entire weight, “That hurts!” A second cranking sound heralded the spreading of her legs by the ropes around her ankles, the sound continuing as she was pulled into a mid air spread eagle, her feet inches from the ground. She heard the sound of her captor’s footsteps and then something was slid under her right foot followed by something under her left. The objects were hard and tall enough to allow her to stand on her toes but not much else. “What are you trying to do?” She said, looking round for a face, anything, managing to spot the fact the rope she’d been untying almost moments before was now starting to go taut a good distance from her body. She felt the whisper of fabric against her thigh and looked down to see one of the hands holding a blindfold. “No, please don’t...Ah!” she said as the blindfold was tied over her eyes. “You may come in now...” A voice said, and soft footsteps approached, the ropes untying from round Moonchild’s crotch. “Ahh, what a beautiful pussy you have...” The new person said, before a pair of slender digits reached into her now bare pussy and a jolt of pleasure shot through her. “We don’t have much time right now, but we will have time to be together soon enough...” said the girl, slipping her hand up, and fastening something cold and hard round Moonchild’s neck as the rope was retied, “They say those who wish a private audience with you need to give you a name. There you are... your new name is...”
Moonchild snapped back to the hub room, the blindfold still in place, but not the ropes, the small weight of the odd item that had been placed around her neck still there, pinned down by part of the rope harness. She felt around the item, finding no sign of a catch or clasp, and a small clip at the bottom.
“Why would this place want to give me a new name? I am not due for a rebirth yet...” She said, the girl formerly known as Moonchild said, heading towards the next door, hoping to find out whether the item that she had been given would be able to reveal her new name or the identity of that girl...
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