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Lady Amorae had had a desire for years, ever since she was a teenager, well before she’d gained her magic. She’d buried it deep down for a while, toying with it only in the deepest, darkest, most private parts of her mind, and only when in the privacy of her home, now extradimensional mansion.

She was so tired of having to hold herself back. Her fantasies just grew more powerful the longer she kept them hidden and locked up in the darkest parts of her mind, where they just festered and grew even more powerfully irresistible and enticing.

Eventually, she knew, she would succumb, and today was looking to be that day. Today was the day that she, Lady Amorae Sintra, would plan and execute a plan to capture an unwilling sexual fantasy partner all for herself.

Lounging in her giant luxurious bed, she started to hash out the finer details of what her plan would be. All she had to do was fully flesh out her fantasies, as well as plan for any… unfortunate… hiccups. Such as the new toy dying from not being able to take its treatment as Amorae’s new plaything.

Fortunately, Amorae was more than well versed in physical upkeep and enhancement spells, so that was well covered. All that she needed to do was ensure that bodily functions like blood oxygenation, sufficient nutrient levels, blood filtering, bodily excretions and such were taken care of so there would be no need for such disgusting things as poop or sweat getting in her way. These were pretty much all things she did for herself, so they would be easy.

She also needed to make sure that the target’s body would be able to take extremely intense sexual activity. That would also be very easy, as she also used those same spells on herself to keep herself in perfect health. She didn’t want her body getting injured by something as silly as falling off of a roof. This also included removing any rouge illness causing foreign bacteria, viruses and such.

With that all figured out, all Amorae had to do was decide which fantasy she wanted to play out first. This was, by far, the hardest part. She had a whole lifetime’s worth to decide between.

Did she want to try turning her target into a sex doll? No, that was a little too advanced for a first try. Maybe later, after some testing?

Did she want to hogtie her new acquisition? No, that didn’t quite feel right for her first capture. Again, she did want to do that for a capture, but not this one.

She knew that she wanted to test a bunch of stuff before trying it out on a new target, so maybe…

Maybe paralysis? That was easy enough to do, and was one of her many fantasies, although it was usually accompanied with a transformation into a fuckdoll. This time, however, she decided to go a little easy on herself for the first try. Of course, she was going to put her new captive in a sexy outfit and augment its looks, as befitting of a sex object. Physical alterations were easy to do, as she regularly did them on herself.

Now all she needed to do was find a suitable target. That might take a little while, and it would most definitely require her to get out of bed. Ugg.

Oh well, Lady Amorae knew that if she wanted to have her fun, she would have to get up, so she did. As she got out of bed, she snapped her fingers to put her clothes on. She then went to the center of her main room to do a spell to locate a suitable target for her desires.

She focused her magic in a circle to create the foundations of the spell before setting up the specifics. Her target needed to live alone. Her target needed to be a youngish female, early twenties or so. The target needed to be within a certain weight range, mostly due to personal preference. She made note to specify that the target should not be skin and bones, as she didn’t find that attractive.

Amorae spent a few more minuets adding her preferences, things like hair color and eye color, before finishing up by sealing the spell into its final form and pushing her magic into it.

The spell flared and Amorae got her target’s location. Now all she needed to do was teleport a short distance away from her target and start setting up.

Her pussy ached with anticipation and she rubbed her legs together in response. It wouldn’t be much longer!

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Lady Amorae took a deep breath and focused before snapping her fingers and teleporting to her target’s location in a flash of light.

Once on location, she looked around to get her bearings. It seemed that her target wasn’t home. She had teleported to just outside the target’s place of work, a local corner store.

Amorae ducked her head in for a moment, making sure that she wasn’t visible to anyone else, to check the employee schedule.

Good, the target wasn’t going to be home for at least another few hours, which gave her ample time to set up.

Amorae walked to just outside the store before doing another spell, this time to locate her target’s place of abode. It was simple enough, all she had to do was focus her magic in a small circle before taking a small sample of the target’s energy and adding it to the spell. Just like that, she got the location of the house and teleported there.

Once she was inside, she took a short walk around it, making note of everything inside, especially the bedroom and kitchen. Those would be essential to her plan.

Once she had surveyed the small apartment, Amorae walked over to the kitchen and placed the paralysis spell on the kitchen table and chairs, keyed to only act upon the target. She also added a fall prevention spell on them, just in case, as a full paralysis could cause someone to fall over and hurt themselves.

With that done, Amorae decided to get all set up in the bedroom. The bed needed to have temporary cleaning spells on it, as she intended to get a little frisky on it with her capture.

As she finished her spells on the bed, Lady Amorae decided to have a little fun while waiting for her target to come home. Defiling the new toy’s apartment would be simply fitting, a perfect way to show her complete ownership of her new plaything.

She laid down on the bed and blankets, snapped her fingers to conjure a vibrator and remove all her clothes besides her red panties before getting started. She would first christen the bed as hers and continue from there.

She started on low, massaging her covered slit up and down with the vibe, before turning it up and holding it in place over where her clit was covered by both the fabric of her panties and the folds of her swollen and aching slit.

The longer she held it there, the greater the urge to cum grew, but she held it in. She intended to have her first orgasm of the day while fucking her new toy, so she had to edge herself in preparation. She’d found that purposely edging herself made her orgasms just that much better. Besides, it was just plain fun!

She felt herself get closer and closer to that edge that she was looking for, successive waves of pleasure washing over her, originating from her now very sensitive clit. As she got closer, she started to feel her G-spot start joining in on creating simultaneous pleasure waves with the clit. She was almost there!

Just as she felt herself get to right on the edge of orgasming, she pulled her vibe away and let the need of the denied orgasm wash over her, centering on her denied clit and deeper into her fuckhole.

Just as she felt the overwhelming need start to go down, she stuck her vibe right back on top of her well covered clit and brought herself right back to that deliciously painful edge.

She did this multiple times before snapping her fingers again and vanishing the vibe and beginning to rut the bed. She grabbed one of the pillows on the now thoroughly disheveled bed and stuffed it between her legs beneath her and started rutting against it, also to no avail, as was the point.

She continued grinding on the pillow for a little while longer before laying backwards on the bed and not moving for a while. She needed to make sure that she didn’t go over that precious edge before she planned to.

Besides, she could sense that her target was approaching the apartment building and she needed to make sure to not tip them off.

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Hanna sighed with relief as she came into sight of her apartment’s front door. It had been a really long day of work, and all she wanted to do was eat something and crash. Unfortunately, she had to cook herself dinner and bathe first.

She opened her front door, walked into the front hall, took her shoes off, and walked over to her table to sit down. She’d climbed the five flights of stairs again, as the elevator was out of order, again. Oh well, that’s what she got for having such low rent for such a large apartment.

The elevator was seemingly constantly out of order, the pipes were old and leaky, the heating was abysmal, and there were only two working outlets in the entire apartment. One had to be used for all the kitchen appliances and the other had a mess of power strips connected to everything else, including all the lights. It was a miracle that any of it worked at all.

Honestly, she was just glad that the roof wasn’t falling down around her ears, like the ceiling plaster sometimes did. As long as she only used the kitchen stuff one at a time and no more, she could make do.

She sat there, at her table, for a few minutes, letting her tired mind wander a bit, before deciding that she should get up and grab some crackers out of her cupboard. Who cared about proper nutrition so long as you weren’t starving?

Hanna went to try to lift her head up off the table and stand up, but found that her body didn’t respond to her. She could still feel herself breathing, but couldn’t control it like usual. It was like there was a solid wall blocking her consciousness from making her body move.

At least she wasn’t going suffocate from not breathing, but not being able to move was bad enough as it was. She could die here, at her table, and no one, except maybe her employer, would care. She didn’t have any family. They disowned her for not agreeing with their mother’s beatings of her father. She didn’t have any extended family to speak of and no romantic partner, so…

She wondered how long it would take for her to die, sitting here unable to move, unable to pee, drink, or do any number of the many necessities of life.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grip her butt. What! Wasn’t she alone?!

The owner of the surprise hand grabbed her hair and lifted her head up off of the table and Hanna got to see the face of the intruder. It was another woman?!

She’d been expecting a man, as men were usually the ones who committed breaking and entering the most? Right?

The woman gently set her face back down on the table before Hanna felt her body be picked up by the waist.

She looked at the floor as the strange woman carried her over to her bed and set her face down on top of it. She couldn’t see anything, as her face was laying on her pillows. Thankfully, she could still breathe.

What was that woman doing? Hanna felt one of the hands grab her butt through her jeans, and felt a cold spike of fear go down her spine. This didn’t seem to be going anywhere good.

She heard a snapping sound before she abruptly felt the cool air of her bedroom touch her skin, as if her clothes had vanished. She wanted to get up and run or fight or something but she was forced to just lay there, as she was still paralyzed and unable to will her body to move.

She felt a hand grip one half of her ripe peach before another hand grabbed the other side and pull them apart. As soon as her rear cheeks were apart, she felt a weird tingling in her rear hole, going all the way up inside her. The tingle kept traveling up her back entrance for a few moments until it faded somewhere inside her lower stomach.

The hands released her buttcheeks, causing them to collide back together, before a thick dick-like rod roughly penetrated her peachhole and started to thrust in and out. It was painful, but there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn’t move no mater how hard she tried.

That went on for what felt like ages, but was probably only a few minutes, before the dick pulled out, leaving her sore and thoroughly fucked butthole empty and unhappy. The dick was quickly replaced by what felt like a large vibrating dildo plug, which stuffed the hole almost to its limit. It was also very long, as she could feel it all the way up in her lower abdomen, happily buzzing away.

Hanna lay there, annoyed, for a few moments before she felt herself be grabbed again and flipped over onto her back. She was now able to get a good look around her room. She saw the woman smirking sexually down at her and felt her fear curl even tighter around her heart. The woman was clearly not done yet.

The woman, who had been kneeling on the end of the bed, began crawling on top of Hanna’s body towards Hanna’s head. As the woman’s lower half came into proper view, Hanna saw that the woman had a large red strap-on protruding out of her crotch. That must have been what had been fucking her butt.

Once the woman had her strap-on dick in line with Hanna’s face, she snapped her fingers, causing Hanna to feel that tingly feeling in her mouth and throat. As soon as it faded, the woman shoved her fake dick deep into Hanna’s mouth. It went in so far that it went into her throat, making Hanna gag on it, before it withdrew almost to the entrance only to be thrust deeply back in.

The woman started to moan as she repeated that motion again and again, with Hanna gagging and gagging under her over and over again. In and out, in and out it went for a while until the woman seemed to have an orgasm, femcum dripping down onto Hanna’s already drool-covered face. As the woman’s orgasm seemed to finish, she pulled out and moaned very loudly.

Hanna really hoped that this was the end of it, but that wasn’t to be. The woman panted for a few moments before getting up on her knees and snapping her fingers. A big red dick shaped plug gag with a bunch of red straps appeared in the woman’s open hand before the woman bent over Hanna’s head and stuffed the dick part into her open waiting mouth.

The woman then lifted Hanna’s head and snapped her fingers. The many straps tightened around Hanna’s head, securing the dildo gag tightly in place. It wasn’t going anywhere. Hanna felt herself start to cry and her tears started to cloud her vision.

Seemingly satisfied with that, the woman then crawled down Hanna’s body to her bare pussy. Hanna felt her stick a hand in and grope around it for a moment. As soon as the woman withdrew her hand, Hanna felt her pussy, slit, hole, and all, tingle for a moment.

As soon as the tingling faded, the woman plunged her huge strap-on dick into Hanna’s pussyhole. Oddly, at the same time, Hanna felt the pain be echoed with sexual pleasure. With each thrust of the strap-on, the pleasure kept building until Hanna felt herself reach the edge of her orgasm. Unfortunately, the woman decided to stop and pull out right as Hanna felt she was going to cum, leaving her feeling extremely aroused and needy. All she wanted was to cum, no matter how.

Unfortunately for her, the woman did not seem at all interested in bringing her that relief, instead opting to snap her fingers in the air. Hanna felt that by now very familiar tingle fill her very swollen and aroused pussy and seemingly stop her from slowly coming down from that painfully pleasurable edge that she was stuck on.

As soon as the unfair tingle was gone, Hanna felt her fuckhole be stuffed with a large vibrating dildo, which seemed to adjust its size to fill its receptacle as full as possible. The vibrations seemed to only add to Hanna’s tortuously pleasurable edge, as they sent ripples of painful pleasure echoing out from her G-spot and clit. Hanna so really wanted to cum, but still couldn’t. She had to cum. She had to cum!

The woman then snapped her fingers and Hanna felt something wrap over her dripping slit and up her buttcrack and lightly touch her thighs. Once whatever it was in place the woman then lightly ran her hands over it and smiled, before roughly gripping the pussy with a wide grin.

Then the woman once again snapped her fingers and Hanna felt something wrap itself around her breasts and upper torso, accompanied by a tingle in her breasts, before a pair of thin somethings connected to the thing around her bits and a thin something circled her waist. It was probably some type of lingerie.

The woman then snapped her fingers and Hanna felt her hands be folded into fists and be encased in something as her feet were also encased in some rigid tall heel shoes. She also felt her neck be encircled by something that felt like a tough leather collar. This was so humiliating, but she was too horny to really care at the moment.

Seemingly done with whatever she had been doing, the woman got off of the bed and snapped her fingers. Hanna was momentarily blinded by a flash of light before finding herself lying on the carpeted floor of an unfamiliar room with red walls and bunch of sex stuff in it. The woman was standing just a few feet away from her and there was a metal ring attached to the ceiling right above Hanna’s head.

The woman snapped her fingers and a silver chain appeared connecting from the ceiling ring down to just below her chin, where it probably connected to that collar around her neck. It had only a little slack, and wouldn’t permit her to go far from it, even if she was standing.

The woman smirked down at Hanna before turning around and walking out of Hanna’s field of view. Hanna didn’t know what to make of it all.

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Amorae, having now successfully captured her target, needed to cover her tracks. She didn’t need the police figuring out what happened, even though they wouldn’t be able to do much to her. She just didn’t want to have to deal with the inconvenience of having a police warrant out for her.

Amorae teleported back to the target’s apartment to remove any evidence that could be used to track her down. First, she used a cleaning spell to remove any of her fingerprints or DNA/RNA from the space, along with any of her shed skin cells or bodily fluids. She would have to do this again as she left.

Next, she magicked the bed to look like it had been sitting there untouched all day, with no signs of what had been done on top of it. She also removed the cleanliness spells that she’d put on it before the capture.

Then, she left the bedroom, located the items that her target had brought home with her, picked them up, and walked out of the apartment with them, casting the cleaning spells behind her. She made sure to magic the door lock, making it seem as if no one had been in the apartment since that morning.

Making sure that she was invisible, Amorae walked out of the building, looking for the nearest body of water. She was going to leave the target’s purse on the edge of the water to make it look like it may be a suicide drowning or perhaps an accident.

She did a quick search spell for the nearest river or deep lake before teleporting to the nearby river. Once there, Amorae set the purse down by the water’s edge before casting the cleaning spell on it too. No need to leave any evidence here either.

Satisfied, she teleported home to her kitchen, as she felt like eating. She didn’t need to eat, and she certainly didn’t feel hungry, but food was a pleasure that she saw no point in denying herself.

Hanna lay there on the floor of the room she’d been chained in for a few minuets before she realized that she could move. She hadn’t even tried at first, as she’d been sure that she wouldn’t be able to, but it turned out that she couldn’t stop herself from trying for too long. Her desire to try and gain sexual release was too great.

She sat up and started trying to rub her dripping slit through the red lace lingerie with one red rubbery hand ball. She then started rubbing the covered slit with both rubber balls at once but that only served to make her slit ache with even more desperate need.

She rubbed and rubbed, trying and trying to no avail. No orgasm. She wasn’t cumming. She started shoving a hand as far into her pussy as she could, trying to gain even a little relief by shoving that vibe-dildo further up her fuckhole.

No luck. She kept rhythmically pressing her hand into her pussy, hoping beyond hope that she’d get to cum.  Gotta cum. Gotta cum. Gotta cum.

With each rhythmic shove, she felt the red-hot needy edge send successive waves of hot, painfully wonderful pleasure around her body, each stronger than the last. Each wave washed over her senses, making her stuffed and fucked holes feel even more painfully pleasurable. The vibrating butt plug added its pain to the pleasure symphony, somehow turning into even more pleasure with each consecutive wave.

She was painfully aware of the very big gag, as each time she felt a wave of painful pleasure hit her, her gaged mouth and throat would echo it, only increasing her overwhelming needy ache. Her face was covered in spit, with it dripping all over the carpet and down onto her chest, which was barely contained in the red lacy lingerie bra. Both nipples were hard at attention and very sensitive, also echoing her needy snatch.

She felt her sex juices dripping down all over her hands and the carpet, only adding to the slipperiness of her slit and the lace covering it.

By now, the dildo stuffing the inside of her fuckhole had grown even bigger and longer, now reaching all the way up to the entrance to her womb. The vibrations from it were growing even stronger, bringing her pleasure levels up even further. Her edge just kept getting harder and harder, even more needy and painfully pleasurable. All she could do was writhe around on the floor and try to hump against her hands and the floor when she could. She couldn’t think. All she wanted was to cum.

She spent what felt like an eternity like that, writhing on the floor, trying unsuccessfully to cum.

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Once Lady Amorae had sated her desire for delicious food, her thoughts once again turned to sex. She’d already successfully had her first orgasm of the day, but she wasn’t yet satisfied. She needed more.

She snapped her fingers and her clothes disappeared. She then laid down on her big bed and conjured her favorite vibe. She spread her legs wide open and turned the vibe on low before inserting it into her slit on her clit. She needed to edge herself a little bit before she could successfully have a really good orgasm.

She planned to let her new captive stew and edge itself half crazy for a few hours before she would ever so graciously allow the captive to cum, only once, while she was fucking it. Of course, once done, Amorae would let the captive edge itself again until she had need of its services.

First, she wanted to orgasm.

It took a while, but her clit was starting to send small waves of pleasure all around her pussy. Now to start teasing herself a bit. She turned the vibe up a little bit, jut enough to send herself up, almost to the edge of an orgasm, before turning the vibe down to almost nothing. This sent a powerful wave of pleasure around her body, heating things up.

She then moved the vibe over to where her G-spot was located and turned it up a little bit. The G-spot started sending waves of pleasure ringing around her body, concentrating in both very sensitive spots. She felt her pussy grow fat with arousal and need.

Just as she felt herself nearing that edge, she pulled the vibe out of her pussy, which ached with need at its removal. Only one more edge and she’d allow herself to orgasm.

Amorae waited a few moments, letting her edge settle down a bit, before re-inserting the vibe at the lowest setting on the clit. The clit was so very sensitive that as soon as the vibe was in contact with it, it sent a small wave of pleasure and need echoing throughout her body. It was slow at first, but as she held the vibe on her clit, it sent out consecutively stronger and more pleasurable waves of need as she slowly creeped closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

Just as she reached her edge, she pulled out, as she suddenly didn’t want to ruin her orgasm. As she’d been carefully edging herself, she decided to not orgasm right then, but to save it for when she was fucking the captive in a little while. First, she had to set it up for sex.

Hanna had been mindlessly humping for hours, trying to cum, when she heard the sound of footsteps coming closer to her. She briefly looked up at the woman from earlier before going back to trying to gain as much stimulation as possible out of her unwanted intruders and the floor.

She was humping against the carpeted floor and trying to shove the fat dildo plugging her fuckhole as far up into her as she could, as she felt herself to be on the edge of that orgasm that she so desperately wanted. Her mind was almost blank from the sheer aroused desire and desperately painful pleasure from her prolonged edge.

Hanna heard a snapping sound and she felt her hands be abruptly pulled away from her pussy to be held above her head. She tried to pull them back down but whatever was holding them held strong. She heard another snapping sound and felt herself fall backwards onto her back, legs spread open, exposing the dripping wet fabric covering her throbbing slit.

Alarmed, she looked down, just to see her ankles be fastened in place by a pair of red ropes to twin red metal loops that had grown out of the thick red carpet she’d been humping. She tried yanking her legs away from their bonds but the ropes tying her down held fast. She looked up at where her hands were and saw that they’d been bound just like her ankles had.

Hanna struggled and tried to yank as hard as she could against her bonds, but couldn’t make them budge even a little bit. Frustrated, she tried twisting her encased hands out of the ropes, but that didn’t work either. She was so horny, and needed to cum, but she couldn’t even try to rub at her aching slit anymore.

The vibrating dildo shoved deep into her fuckhole just kept sending waves of aching pleasure through her body, making her jolt and contort herself against her bonds in vain.   

The woman, who had been standing over Hanna, watching with a smirk, bent down and started to fondle one of Hanna’s breasts with a hand while the other hand stroked along one side of her stomach. Each stroke the hand made was tortuously soft and sensual while every squeeze the other hand made was strong and firm. The hand groping her breasts then pinched each nipple one at a time before reaching down and stroking the other side of her stomach.  

The woman’s hands then started to stroke around the edges of the lingerie panties that Hanna was wearing before they began lightly stroking over Hanna’s swollen throbbing labia. With each stroke, the outer folds only got even more swollen and aroused, pushing against the lacey red lingerie that was covering them.

Stroke, stroke, stroke. This went on for a few tortuous minutes before the woman pulled one of her hands away from Hanna’s dripping slit and snapped her fingers. The red lace panties that had been covering Hanna’s pussy split in half, providing access to the prize that lay underneath.

Hanna felt the fingers that had been stroking over her slit suddenly plunge inside and start stroking up and down its length, avoiding the clit.

The fingers stroked up and down several times before they started massaging the hard swollen clit, sending shivering waves of pleasurable sensation up Hanna’s spine, making her clench her toes in response.

The vibrator’s vibrations were hitting Hanna’s G-spot in just the right way, only adding to the symphony of white-hot pleasure coursing through her body. She knew that she should be cumming by now, but she didn’t seem to be able to. There was some unknown barrier preventing her from orgasming.

The woman rubbed Hanna’s clit a bit more, sending even more pleasure racing through Hanna’s body, before standing up and snapping her fingers. Hanna’s eyes were drawn towards the woman’s bare womanhood as a strap-on dildo suddenly appeared and strapped itself to the woman’s body.

Hanna watched as the woman then knelt down, stuck her fingers back into her swollen dripping slit, and pulled the large teasing vibrator out of her, setting it down off to one side. With that out of her way, the woman lined her strap-on up with Hanna’s pussyhole and roughly shoved it in.

The woman started to hump Hanna over and over again, driving the strap-on in and out of Hanna’s hole, and Hanna started to feel her pussy spasm from the pleasurable sensations that it caused.

With each thrust of the woman’s hips, Hanna felt her pleasure build and her pussy spasm, each time even stronger than the last, and she thought that she’d finally get to cum.

Finally, she reached her climax, causing her eyes to roll as far back into her head as they could whilst her toes clenched and her pussy spasmed with pleasure around its large intruder. Her mind went blank with pure pleasure for a few moments before she felt herself start to come down from the high of her long-anticipated orgasm.

The woman kept thrusting deep into Hanna for a few moments more before pulling out and sticking her fingers back into Hanna’s slit and rubbing her clit. Hanna hardly noticed what was happening, as she was still coming down from her orgasm, but, after a few long moments, she started to feel that pleasurable need start to build again, stemming from her very stimulated and aroused clit.

Once the woman seemed pleased with the results of her attentions to Hanna’s clit, she grabbed the vibrating dildo from where she’d set it down and stuffed it back into Hanna’s eagerly waiting fuckhole, plugging it up and stimulating Hanna’s pleasure spot. The woman the snapped her fingers and Hanna felt the lace fabric from before cover her slit as if it had never left in the first place.

With her work seemingly done, the woman stood up, looked down at Hanna and smirked, before turning around and walking out of the room, strap-on still hanging down in front of her and swinging from side to side as she walked.

Soon after the woman left, Hanna realized that she was still bound and unable to do more than squirm in place as her large unwanted intruders kept her on a painfully pleasurable edge. The woman had left her to stew in place, unable to do anything about it.

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Lady Amorae had really enjoyed her session with the captive, having orgasmed while fucking it in the pussy with her strap-on. Having had her fill of sex for the afternoon, she had decided to reread some of her favorite stories, and spent the rest of the day that way.

Amorae was now lounging on her main bed, enjoying the cool nighttime breeze as it drifted lazily through the room. While she didn’t really need to sleep, she did enjoy it. It gave her mind a break from having to be constantly awake and aware. She liked being able to drift on the waves of mindless nothingness for a little while before she did any major planning. It gave her mind the time and mental space to be able to tackle her ideas head on with a fresh perspective. Besides, she hadn’t quite shaken the habit from when she hadn’t been able to magic away the need for sleep.

Having a fresh mind would be especially useful for when she was planning her newest sex scene. She had a vague idea of how she wanted to have it go, but she wasn’t quite able to figure out exactly how she wanted to play it out yet.

As things currently stood, Amorae wanted to bind her captive with its legs together, knees folded so that the ankles were touching the thighs with its arms bound behind its back. She also wanted to encase it in many layers and fuck it in its facehole, cementing the fact that the toy belonged solely to Lady Amorae.

Of course, she wanted to make sure that it was thoroughly teased first. All she had to do was wait for the toys that she’d put in her captive to work their ‘magic’.

Amorae looked up at the ceiling and sighed. She’d figure all that out in the morning, after she’d taken a nice little nap. Something her captive would not be getting, not that it needed it.

Hanna hardly noticed the rays of morning sun coming in through the windows until it was shining in her eyes, blindingly bright.

She’d spent the night writhing in her bonds, unsuccessfully trying to shove her pussy into the floor. Her pussy lips were fat and throbbing with all her aching need, doubled by her hard and extremely sensitive clit. Deep inside her fuckhole, her G-spot was radiating never-ending waves of pleasure that overrode her senses with their intensity. All she could really think about was fucking and orgasming. She had to cum! She needed to be released from this never-ending abyss!

Her face had drool dripping from her mouth and down her cheeks onto the carpet below as she rhythmically gagged on the fake dick stuffing her facehole and throat. The sensation of her erect nipples rubbing up against the ‘bra’ that she was wearing was added to the sensation of the large long and fat plug that was happily vibrating away filling her peachhole, only adding to the symphony of her desperate horny need.

She tried to hump the floor again and again, to no avail. She tried to pull her hands and feet from their bindings again and again, also to no avail. There was no escaping from the unwanted stimulation that was coming from all her unwanted intruders, but especially the fat long dildo stuffing her swollen pussy. Unfortunately for her, the pleasure from her constant edge seemed to somehow keep building and building as time went on.

After a while of enduring wave after wave of pleasure washing over her senses, Hanna saw the woman who had captured her walk into the room, naked, with the strap-on hypnotically swinging between her legs. She could barely spare a thought for the woman before yet another wave of pleasure blanked her mind and she went back to mindlessly trying to hump the floor.

With half a mind, Hanna heard a snapping sound before she suddenly found herself able to properly hump the floor for the first time in hours. She swiftly sat up, shifted into a cross-legged position, and shoved her slit as hard as she could into the red carpet in an attempt to gain just that little bit more stimulation in order to finally cum, only managing to shove the dildo further in, stimulating her G-spot but not pushing her over the edge as she’d wanted.

As she was bringing her encased hands down to her crotch to rub at her fat aching folds, she heard another snapping sound and her hands were forced behind her back, bound behind her waist. She made a very muffled noise of protest as the red rubbery substance that encased her hands expanded to encase both of her lower arms, forming one solid mass, binding her arms in place.

Annoyed, Hanna kicked her legs and tried to yank her arms free of their bonds before a sudden wave of pleasure washed over her senses and made it impossible for her to think. The sudden need made her resume trying to hump the floor as hard as she could, still not managing to push herself over the edge to cum. She could feel how frustratingly close she was, but try as she might, she never could seem to manage to cum.

As she humped against the floor, trying to shove her pussy into the floor, she heard another snapping sound, finding herself lifting a few feet up into the air, knees barely touching the floor. As soon as she stopped moving upwards, she felt the high-heels that she’d been wearing vanish before she felt her legs be forcefully folded up and pressed together behind her, bare feet touching her butt and thighs pressing into each other.

Once her legs finished folding up, she felt something strong and sticky start wrapping itself around her, starting at her knees and wrapping upward. As she was being wrapped, she felt yet another wave of mind-numbing pleasure echo around her body, making her reflexively try to struggle against her bonds. She tried to kick her legs, only for them to be held together by the sticky tape that was steadily wrapping its way up her thighs. She moaned into her gag and wiggled her arms the little that she could.

As the wave faded, the tape had made its way up Hanna’s hips, swiftly covering them before it steadily wrapped its way up her stomach, progressively covering more and more of her body in tape. It was both sticky and strong, not willing to budge.

Once she felt it start wrapping her tits, she was once again overwhelmed with a wave of intense pleasure originating from her very stimulated clit and, washing out over her entire body and echoing off of both her thoroughly gagged mouth and very sensitive nipples, making it impossible for her to feel or think about anything else.

As Hanna wriggled with pleasure, the tape finished wrapping her tits and wrapped around her shoulders before stopping at her neck. It wrapped around her collar, completely covering every part of it except for the place where it connected to the ceiling chain.

As the latest wave of pleasure faded, she looked down to see her entire body was completely wrapped in bright red duct tape, not leaving a single bit, aside from her head, uncovered. She tried to move her legs independent of each other, but could barely move them an inch in either direction, as the tape held strong. Her legs were well and truly stuck together now.

While she was inspecting her new wrappings, she heard a snapping sound and she felt something big and stiff force itself around her neck, forcing her head to face upwards. At the same time, she felt her throat tingle and long dildo gag change into something that was hollow and ended in her mouth with an opening to her throat. It had a hole for her tongue to fit into.

At the same time, Hanna’s pussy was gearing up for yet another wave of intense needy pleasure. It hit, and the only thing that Hanna could feel was the pulsing curls of pleasure radiating out from fuckhole and teasing her clit and washing over her whole immobile body, making her struggle against the tape that was restraining her. Once the wave of pleasure receded, leaving her still has horny and desperately needy as ever, she felt around her mouth with her tongue, trying to figure out what was in it. She felt a soft fleshy material that coated the inside of her new gag, covering her teeth. She also tried to push her head against the new collar but couldn’t move it very much. Her collar would not budge even an inch.

While she was inspecting the inside of her mouth, she heard the woman snap her fingers and felt something start wrapping around her neck again. It swiftly wrapped downward, first covering her shoulders and then her tits. As it wrapped her boobs, yet another wave of pleasure engulfed her, ringing out around her body. She writhed in her bonds, trying to cum, but never succeeding.

Soon, her stomach was completely wrapped, followed by her hips and her legs. Once it had reached her knees, wrapping over them, it started wrapping upwards, covering her legs and hips in a third layer. As it wrapped its way up her body, a wave of painful pleasure that overwhelmed her senses and erased any and all other thoughts washed over her, radiating out from her stuffed pussy. She squeezed her thighs together in a vain attempt to gain just that little bit more stimulation in order to finally cum.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t cum.

As Hanna tried and tried to cum, the tape continued upwards, first wrapping her stomach and then her tits. It covered her shoulders and then stopped after it had finally wrapped it’s way around her neck.

She wriggled in her bonds, hardly able to move at all. She was stuck starring at the ceiling, with her mouth held wide open by her gag.

She heard another snapping sound and she felt something start covering her from her knees and growing upward, further limiting her movement as it went. It swiftly covered her legs, hips, and stomach, before also encasing her already thoroughly wrapped tits. Once it reached her neck, it stopped just below her chin, having thoroughly encased her body.

As Hanna tried to move, she found that she couldn’t at all. Whatever it was that she was encased in prevented her from even moving the slightest bit that she previously had been able to. The vibrations from her intruding vibes were somehow even more intense than before, being amplified by the encasing substance. She tried to writhe in place, but, try as she might, she couldn’t move a single inch.

As she contemplated her new predicament the best her sex-addled brain could, she felt yet another wave of intense pleasure wash over her, echoing through every part of her very aroused body. Her swollen pussy throbbed, while her nipples rubbed against the lace of her bra and she tried and failed to produce a moan. It overwhelmed her mind, erasing any and all other thoughts, and made her strain in place.

As Hanna squirmed in place, her unseeing eyes witnessed the woman, her captor, come into view with a strap-on hanging from her crotch. The woman was looking down at Hanna as she inserted the strap-on into Hanna’s mouth and began humping her, dildo going in and out and in again.

Hanna tasted the strange flavor of the thick rod that was fucking her facehole and felt it smashing into the back of her throat, making her gag in time with each thrust of her captor’s hips. The sensations in her mouth echoed the intense waves of pleasure reverberating out from her very sensitive lower holes, pushing her edge higher and higher, until she finally, finally, reached orgasm.

As she cummed, her eyes rolled back and she reflexively tried to arch her back, curl her toes, and moan through the strap-on filling her mouth. She strained and strained against both the tape wrapping her body and the substance that was encasing it, all to no avail. Her attempts to moan were also unsuccessful, as she couldn’t make a single sound with her voice.

The woman similarly seemed to have an orgasm, as femcum dripped down onto Hanna’s face and the woman railing her seemed to subtly arch her back and moan.

The woman kept thrusting in and out of Hanna’s open mouth while Hanna’s mind was continually washed over by the sheer pleasurable relief of finally being able to cum. It was the sole sensation that she could think or feel in that moment, seemingly an age in an instant.

As the woman seemed to come down from climax, she once again snapped her fingers and pulled out, before walking out of the room, strap-on swinging back and forth with each of her steps and covered in spit and femcum.

Hanna was oblivious to this, as, even though her eyes and ears captured it, she couldn’t comprehend anything more than the overwhelming and seemingly unending pleasure of her orgasm.