The two huntresses awoke to a muffled banging above their heads, “Look alive ladies, your new home awaits.”
While still leaning against each other, Aloy and Talanah craned their necks to the right. They saw the ramshackle tents of the residents of Sunfall. Now in the heart of Shadow Carja territory, both realized their chances of escape were getting slimmer by the second.
The cart came to a sudden stop as the guards ordered the drivers to halt. “New prisoners? What’s their destination?”
The driver riding shotgun hopped down and whispered to the questioning guard, “Holding tower and keep it quiet. It’s the one whose been causing Helis trouble, plus a lodge hunter. They’ve been bound for nearly 3 days straight, no food and very little drink. They should be too worn out to cause any trouble.”
The cage door opened, Aloy and Talanah decided to conserve their energy and not fight the guards as they’re taken out of the cage. Once again finding themselves slung over the shoulders of the Shadow Carja and carried to their next destination.
~
The two huntresses quietly took in the city, to remember the path back out. The past 20 minutes consisted of corridor after corridor until they came to a small stone room with a staircase entrance. The narrow spiral staircase of the tower prison seemed to go on forever. It took a full ten minutes for them to reach an iron barred door, open for their arrival. Just as the huntresses passed the door’s threshold, the guards dropped them unceremoniously on a large circular rug in the middle of the room.
The sudden momentum of being dropped combined with the sudden harsh stop. Caused the spark-plugs still buried deep in the huntress’s sphincters to activate once again. Aloy and Talanah convulsed on the floor for several minutes as the jolts ripped through them from the inside out. Unable to do anything but shriek into their riveted gags. Eventually, the spark-plugs ceased their discharge and the two huntresses body fell lax. Grateful for the sudden release of tension that took them.
The guards snickered at the two bound huntresses now struggling to catch their breath. “You’ll stay here till Helis returns, try and get comfortable. He’ll be here within the next day.”
Aloy’s vision was blurry and found it difficult focus her thoughts. The pain from the jolts mixed with the pleasure from the ever-present fullness of the plug. Combing with the stimulation of the crotch rope had Aloy in a confusing whirlpool of mixed emotions about the different stimulations. It felt like she was close to something, but unsure as to what that was.
Her focus once again came to life. Taking her out of her ponderance as it indicated that the spark-plug now had an 80% charge left. Even after the jolts they received on the trip to Sunfall and massive jolt that both huntresses had just received. "It still has an 80% left!? It was at 90% when we left!" Aloy groaned at the revelation.
In their current state, the guards felt that the bound and panting women were no longer a concern. Any attempts to escape now would be impossible or fool hardy. The Guards left the room and closed the door behind them. Not even bothering to lock it. As they made their way to the bottom of the twenty-foot spiral staircase. The room at the bottom of the stairway was much cooler than the tower.
Once left alone, Aloy and Talanah took in their new surroundings. The room was well furnished with cushions, benches, and chairs. Along with chains, leather cuffs, manacles and collars scattered about the room. They exchange a look and realized that they needed to get out before their captors got smart and use more efficient means of restraint.
Aloy looked towards the bar door and spied a shard on the inside of the room, “That must have fallen out of one of the guard’s pockets.”
Aloy nudged Talanah’s shoulder and inclined her head towards the shard. Talanah looked towards the door and squinted until she also spied the shard. The huntress nodded in response, realizing Aloy’s intent. The flame-haired woman tried to shift her position to crawl towards their salvation. But the exhaustion from their time bound along with the multiple electric shocks left her energy at an all-time low.
Aloy breathed heavily though her riveted gag as she asked Talanah, […help…flip me…over]
After about a minute of failed attempts, the Hawk succeeded in giving enough leverage to flip her Thrush onto her stomach. However, Aloy received a 30 second jolt as a result. Her breathing now more ragged than before as beads of sweat dotted her brow and body.
[Are you okay?] Talanah asked in concern.
[…never *deep breath* better.] Aloy responded with a weak grin that peeked behind her over-sized gag.
Talanah watched in awe as Aloy carefully shuffled her way across the rug towards the fallen shard. After several minutes of carful crawling, Aloy finally came to the edge of the rug and touched the stone floor. The smooth surface of the stone provided some relief for her warm skin. She let out a moan as she let the cool surface of the stone floor give her some mild relief.
However, the huntress soon realized that without the traction of the rug she now had to throw herself to make it to the shard. As a result, each ‘step’ she made sent another jolt through her. Talanah, was unable to tear her eyes away from the site of her friend putting herself though that amount of torment to free them both. Aloy eventually came to the shard after 30 minutes of continuous jolts. However, she finds that she had a new problem. In order to even grab the shard, she had to flip onto her back again. The redheaded huntress once again groaned at this realization and carefully tried to flip herself again. Without getting another jolt. She realized after 10 minutes of trying that she had to do this in one swift motion, and she would probably receive a massive jolt as a result.
“oooh, this is gonna hurt.” The exhausted huntresses dreaded her next decision.
Aloy rearranged her position and started rocking back and forth to build up momentum. With her remaining strength: Aloy flipped herself over, rolled onto her back, across the stone floor, and onto her front once again. Successfully grabbing the shard in one swift motion! However, in doing so her focus flashed: *WARNING - OVERCHARGE ACTIVATED*
[what?]
Aloy’s spark-plug comes to life with a vengeance. A massive amount of electricity ripped through her body and caused her to spasm violently against her bonds. Her nerves were so overwhelmed from the past three days, she felt her consciousness begin to fade and the fire in her belly burned hotter and hotter until...
“GAAAAHHHHHH!!” Aloy cried out as the tension built over the last three days was released all at once. Her body stiffened and strained against her bonds, her vision blackened, and her mind slipped into unconsciousness.
~2 hours later~
Aloy slowly felt her mind return. She struggled to open her eyes and was welcomed with vision blurry for her efforts. While her whole body still ached, she felt her arms had a bit more slack than usual. The huntress weakly turned her head to look over her left shoulder to see a blurred figure sitting at her side.
[Thank the sun! I was worried I’d have to carry you out of here!] Aloy blinked her eyes a few more times to help clear her vison and was welcomed by the beautiful sight of Talanah. The Meridian woman still wore her gag, but her arms were free and was in the process of undoing Aloy’s bonds. The hawk was relived to see her friend had regained consciousness. But kept her focus on untying her.
[What happened?] Aloy asked groggily.
[After you grabbed the shard, the spark-plug went off and you sent the shard flying. But thankfully it landed on me. I got to work as soon as I could.] Talanah answered.
Aloy replied graciously.
Talanah smiled behind her gag, [A Hawk always looks after their Thrush.]
Aloy snickered weakly, as she tried to lighten the mood, [True, but who got the shard then, huh?]
Talanah just chuckled, [You DID get it. But how's that backside of yours?]
[Nnnngh... I'll let you know when I can feel it again...] Aloy groaned.
Talanah giggled, [We make a great team tho.]
Aloy could help but smile, [We do.]
Eventually, Aloy’s arms came free and she immediately linked control to both of their spark-plugs and deactivates the punishment feature.
Talanah sighed in relief, [Great! Now, could you help me get mine out? This thing is killing me!]
Aloy nodded as she sat behind Talanah, who was now bent over and propped over a cushioned footstool. As Aloy undid the crotch rope that held Talanah’s plug in place. The redhead couldn’t help but admire her olive-skinned friend. Now bent over the stool, gagged and with her plugged rear presented to her. The redhead felt herself blushing as the fire in her belly began to return once again. Imagining what it would feel like to caress her friends firm ass while using her tongue to-
[Ready when you are.] Talanah’s garbled voice cut through Aloy’s haze like a knife. She shook her head to dislodge the sudden thoughts.
Talanah, for once, was grateful to be gagged. The large leather bit was something to bite down on and helped muffle the groans of pain she omitted. The pain of the plug being removed was just as bad as having it inserted.
Several minutes later, Talanah had let out a series of garbled swears and screams until the plug finally came free from the Hawk’s stretched sphincter. Talanah gasped for breath and was sweating profusely but was glad to be rid of the infernal thing. With the new endorphin high, Talanah pried the riveted gag out of her mouth and left it to hang around her neck.
“FINALLY!” The huntress gasped as she stretches her jaw.
“Let’s… get, yours… now.” The hawk weakly gestured at the areas of Aloy’s gag and plug. As she still tried to catch her breath.
The redheaded huntress unconsciously turned her hips away from her friend’s pointing and felt the plug shift inside her. Sending another shiver through her body.
[it’s fine…lets focus on getting our legs free and finding a way out of here.] Aloy immediately got to work on untying her own legs.
Talanah cocked an eyebrow as she continued to message her sore jaw, “Are you, sure?”
Aloy turned her head and pointed at the rivets and multitude of straps encasing her head, [Like I have any choice.]
Talanah nodded. “Okay, *her jaw letting out an audible pop* fair point”
Aloy said as she continued to free her legs from the now loosening rope.
Talanah was still unsure of her thrush’s decision. But conceded to her logic and got to work on her own leg binding. “Right, let’s get out of here.”
About ten minutes later, the two friends stood free of their binds. Except for the locked collar and bit-gag that now hung around Talanah’s neck. While Aloy still wore her own locked collar, the riveted harness-gag, and crotch rope that held the deactivated spark-plug in place.
Talanah couldn’t help but glance down at said crotch rope that was snuggly between Aloy's folds. The Hawk found the spectacle of the redhead stretching her legs oddly appealing. She took note of the delightful freckles that doted her entire body. However, what really caught her attention was how damp the crotch rope seemed to be.
"Are you sure about keeping that one?" The huntresses asked as she pointed at the saturated rope. While she tried to cover her blushing cheeks with her other hand.
Aloy looked down at the crotch rope and felt herself blushing as well.
[It's fine, it'll keep me from worrying about it shifting too much... I'm more worried about clothes... do you think they have a few spare uniforms around here?] The huntress blushed as she attempted to brush off Talanah’s question.
“Well, there are two very helpful guards down below. I’m sure who would love to help us.” Talanah smirked.
[I’m sure they would.] Aloy smiled behind her gag.
While still leaning against each other, Aloy and Talanah craned their necks to the right. They saw the ramshackle tents of the residents of Sunfall. Now in the heart of Shadow Carja territory, both realized their chances of escape were getting slimmer by the second.
The cart came to a sudden stop as the guards ordered the drivers to halt. “New prisoners? What’s their destination?”
The driver riding shotgun hopped down and whispered to the questioning guard, “Holding tower and keep it quiet. It’s the one whose been causing Helis trouble, plus a lodge hunter. They’ve been bound for nearly 3 days straight, no food and very little drink. They should be too worn out to cause any trouble.”
The cage door opened, Aloy and Talanah decided to conserve their energy and not fight the guards as they’re taken out of the cage. Once again finding themselves slung over the shoulders of the Shadow Carja and carried to their next destination.
~
The two huntresses quietly took in the city, to remember the path back out. The past 20 minutes consisted of corridor after corridor until they came to a small stone room with a staircase entrance. The narrow spiral staircase of the tower prison seemed to go on forever. It took a full ten minutes for them to reach an iron barred door, open for their arrival. Just as the huntresses passed the door’s threshold, the guards dropped them unceremoniously on a large circular rug in the middle of the room.
The sudden momentum of being dropped combined with the sudden harsh stop. Caused the spark-plugs still buried deep in the huntress’s sphincters to activate once again. Aloy and Talanah convulsed on the floor for several minutes as the jolts ripped through them from the inside out. Unable to do anything but shriek into their riveted gags. Eventually, the spark-plugs ceased their discharge and the two huntresses body fell lax. Grateful for the sudden release of tension that took them.
The guards snickered at the two bound huntresses now struggling to catch their breath. “You’ll stay here till Helis returns, try and get comfortable. He’ll be here within the next day.”
Aloy’s vision was blurry and found it difficult focus her thoughts. The pain from the jolts mixed with the pleasure from the ever-present fullness of the plug. Combing with the stimulation of the crotch rope had Aloy in a confusing whirlpool of mixed emotions about the different stimulations. It felt like she was close to something, but unsure as to what that was.
Her focus once again came to life. Taking her out of her ponderance as it indicated that the spark-plug now had an 80% charge left. Even after the jolts they received on the trip to Sunfall and massive jolt that both huntresses had just received. "It still has an 80% left!? It was at 90% when we left!" Aloy groaned at the revelation.
In their current state, the guards felt that the bound and panting women were no longer a concern. Any attempts to escape now would be impossible or fool hardy. The Guards left the room and closed the door behind them. Not even bothering to lock it. As they made their way to the bottom of the twenty-foot spiral staircase. The room at the bottom of the stairway was much cooler than the tower.
Once left alone, Aloy and Talanah took in their new surroundings. The room was well furnished with cushions, benches, and chairs. Along with chains, leather cuffs, manacles and collars scattered about the room. They exchange a look and realized that they needed to get out before their captors got smart and use more efficient means of restraint.
Aloy looked towards the bar door and spied a shard on the inside of the room, “That must have fallen out of one of the guard’s pockets.”
Aloy nudged Talanah’s shoulder and inclined her head towards the shard. Talanah looked towards the door and squinted until she also spied the shard. The huntress nodded in response, realizing Aloy’s intent. The flame-haired woman tried to shift her position to crawl towards their salvation. But the exhaustion from their time bound along with the multiple electric shocks left her energy at an all-time low.
Aloy breathed heavily though her riveted gag as she asked Talanah, […help…flip me…over]
After about a minute of failed attempts, the Hawk succeeded in giving enough leverage to flip her Thrush onto her stomach. However, Aloy received a 30 second jolt as a result. Her breathing now more ragged than before as beads of sweat dotted her brow and body.
[Are you okay?] Talanah asked in concern.
[…never *deep breath* better.] Aloy responded with a weak grin that peeked behind her over-sized gag.
Talanah watched in awe as Aloy carefully shuffled her way across the rug towards the fallen shard. After several minutes of carful crawling, Aloy finally came to the edge of the rug and touched the stone floor. The smooth surface of the stone provided some relief for her warm skin. She let out a moan as she let the cool surface of the stone floor give her some mild relief.
However, the huntress soon realized that without the traction of the rug she now had to throw herself to make it to the shard. As a result, each ‘step’ she made sent another jolt through her. Talanah, was unable to tear her eyes away from the site of her friend putting herself though that amount of torment to free them both. Aloy eventually came to the shard after 30 minutes of continuous jolts. However, she finds that she had a new problem. In order to even grab the shard, she had to flip onto her back again. The redheaded huntress once again groaned at this realization and carefully tried to flip herself again. Without getting another jolt. She realized after 10 minutes of trying that she had to do this in one swift motion, and she would probably receive a massive jolt as a result.
“oooh, this is gonna hurt.” The exhausted huntresses dreaded her next decision.
Aloy rearranged her position and started rocking back and forth to build up momentum. With her remaining strength: Aloy flipped herself over, rolled onto her back, across the stone floor, and onto her front once again. Successfully grabbing the shard in one swift motion! However, in doing so her focus flashed: *WARNING - OVERCHARGE ACTIVATED*
[what?]
Aloy’s spark-plug comes to life with a vengeance. A massive amount of electricity ripped through her body and caused her to spasm violently against her bonds. Her nerves were so overwhelmed from the past three days, she felt her consciousness begin to fade and the fire in her belly burned hotter and hotter until...
“GAAAAHHHHHH!!” Aloy cried out as the tension built over the last three days was released all at once. Her body stiffened and strained against her bonds, her vision blackened, and her mind slipped into unconsciousness.
~2 hours later~
Aloy slowly felt her mind return. She struggled to open her eyes and was welcomed with vision blurry for her efforts. While her whole body still ached, she felt her arms had a bit more slack than usual. The huntress weakly turned her head to look over her left shoulder to see a blurred figure sitting at her side.
[Thank the sun! I was worried I’d have to carry you out of here!] Aloy blinked her eyes a few more times to help clear her vison and was welcomed by the beautiful sight of Talanah. The Meridian woman still wore her gag, but her arms were free and was in the process of undoing Aloy’s bonds. The hawk was relived to see her friend had regained consciousness. But kept her focus on untying her.
[What happened?] Aloy asked groggily.
[After you grabbed the shard, the spark-plug went off and you sent the shard flying. But thankfully it landed on me. I got to work as soon as I could.] Talanah answered.
Aloy replied graciously.
Talanah smiled behind her gag, [A Hawk always looks after their Thrush.]
Aloy snickered weakly, as she tried to lighten the mood, [True, but who got the shard then, huh?]
Talanah just chuckled, [You DID get it. But how's that backside of yours?]
[Nnnngh... I'll let you know when I can feel it again...] Aloy groaned.
Talanah giggled, [We make a great team tho.]
Aloy could help but smile, [We do.]
Eventually, Aloy’s arms came free and she immediately linked control to both of their spark-plugs and deactivates the punishment feature.
Talanah sighed in relief, [Great! Now, could you help me get mine out? This thing is killing me!]
Aloy nodded as she sat behind Talanah, who was now bent over and propped over a cushioned footstool. As Aloy undid the crotch rope that held Talanah’s plug in place. The redhead couldn’t help but admire her olive-skinned friend. Now bent over the stool, gagged and with her plugged rear presented to her. The redhead felt herself blushing as the fire in her belly began to return once again. Imagining what it would feel like to caress her friends firm ass while using her tongue to-
[Ready when you are.] Talanah’s garbled voice cut through Aloy’s haze like a knife. She shook her head to dislodge the sudden thoughts.
Talanah, for once, was grateful to be gagged. The large leather bit was something to bite down on and helped muffle the groans of pain she omitted. The pain of the plug being removed was just as bad as having it inserted.
Several minutes later, Talanah had let out a series of garbled swears and screams until the plug finally came free from the Hawk’s stretched sphincter. Talanah gasped for breath and was sweating profusely but was glad to be rid of the infernal thing. With the new endorphin high, Talanah pried the riveted gag out of her mouth and left it to hang around her neck.
“FINALLY!” The huntress gasped as she stretches her jaw.
“Let’s… get, yours… now.” The hawk weakly gestured at the areas of Aloy’s gag and plug. As she still tried to catch her breath.
The redheaded huntress unconsciously turned her hips away from her friend’s pointing and felt the plug shift inside her. Sending another shiver through her body.
[it’s fine…lets focus on getting our legs free and finding a way out of here.] Aloy immediately got to work on untying her own legs.
Talanah cocked an eyebrow as she continued to message her sore jaw, “Are you, sure?”
Aloy turned her head and pointed at the rivets and multitude of straps encasing her head, [Like I have any choice.]
Talanah nodded. “Okay, *her jaw letting out an audible pop* fair point”
Aloy said as she continued to free her legs from the now loosening rope.
Talanah was still unsure of her thrush’s decision. But conceded to her logic and got to work on her own leg binding. “Right, let’s get out of here.”
About ten minutes later, the two friends stood free of their binds. Except for the locked collar and bit-gag that now hung around Talanah’s neck. While Aloy still wore her own locked collar, the riveted harness-gag, and crotch rope that held the deactivated spark-plug in place.
Talanah couldn’t help but glance down at said crotch rope that was snuggly between Aloy's folds. The Hawk found the spectacle of the redhead stretching her legs oddly appealing. She took note of the delightful freckles that doted her entire body. However, what really caught her attention was how damp the crotch rope seemed to be.
"Are you sure about keeping that one?" The huntresses asked as she pointed at the saturated rope. While she tried to cover her blushing cheeks with her other hand.
Aloy looked down at the crotch rope and felt herself blushing as well.
[It's fine, it'll keep me from worrying about it shifting too much... I'm more worried about clothes... do you think they have a few spare uniforms around here?] The huntress blushed as she attempted to brush off Talanah’s question.
“Well, there are two very helpful guards down below. I’m sure who would love to help us.” Talanah smirked.
[I’m sure they would.] Aloy smiled behind her gag.
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