Moonchild's Ebony Tower | By : passiveaggressor Category: M through R > Neverending Story Views: 6064 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The only thing she knew about the tower was that various girls had entered, but none had left, people reporting horrific screams from it at night.
The first thing she had to deal with as she arrived at the odd black tower was walking down a spiral staircase, doors being chained and padlocked shut as she passed by them, until she reached the bottom floor, and she was sealed into the room. Around her were several doors, also locked, and she looked round, frantic, at the chains and padlocks that sealed her into the room. She eventually found a door which opened to her touch, and walked through it. The door slammed shut behind her and she turned, pounding on the door and screaming to be let out. A pair of arms suddenly grabbed her arms before a pressure at her back pressed her front into the door. She felt a pressure on her wrists and then the feel of rope being wound around her wrists before her arms were released from the viselike grip, several turns of rope now trapping them behind her back. “What is this? Whoever you are, I’m not just some girl...!” she said before she felt a pair of hands close around her ankles, using more rope to bind them together before pulling away. “Why? What value am I? There is no-one to ransom me to, I am Fantastica, and it...” she began but was cut off as a cloth with a knot in the middle was forced between her teeth, the ends pulled tight behind her head and secured. She screamed, genuinely scared, the pendant hidden under her top inaccessible, so she couldn’t do something she’d never wanted to so much before. She felt a tug on her hair and she gasped in pain as her head was pulled back and a cloth blindfold applied over her eyes, taking away any hope she had to learn more about her captor. The unseen hands pulled her to her feet and dragged her away from the door. She heard a jingling sound over her before her wrists were untied from each other and retied in front of her. Moonchild reached up for the blindfold but felt the arms grab her hands and pull them above her head, attaching something to the rope wrapped around them. Her eyes widened under the blindfold as she heard a clanking sound, her wrists being pulled up into the air above her head until she was standing on her toes. She mewled into her gag, dancing on her toes as she listened for any sound that would give away the position of her captor. A smack from something wide landed on her ass and she let out a muffled scream, spinning in her bonds as she tried to turn away from the instrument of pain. A second strike landed on her ass and she screamed again before letting out a gasp as the sound of ripping fabric reached her ears. The object smacked her ass again, followed by another ripping sound and a cold sensation across her legs. She realized that the ripping was the sound of her own clothes being ripped off her. More smacks landed on her ass and more of her clothes were ripped off, a particularly rough grope accompanying the removal of cloth from her breasts. By the end she was a sobbing wreck, her body hanging limp from the chain, her voice hoarse from screaming.Light suddenly returned to her vision as she felt herself pass out from the pain, the pain itself fading, as she found herself back on the mostly sealed floor, except another door was opening. She ran towards the first door as she heard screaming behind it, and the door was already being sealed, even more secure than the original locking.
Moonchild looked through the door as the chains and padlocks fastened over it, her face going pale as she looked at a familiar figure, blindfolded and gagged, being paddled and spanked, barely able to see as the figure with the paddle grasped her clothing before the small window was locked shut, and she couldn’t possibly get... She tried not to think of the fact she’d just seen the beginning of her own paddling, and was thinking of going back into the room, and went towards the second door, shuddering as it opened easily.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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