Ch 275: Playing the pig to lure the tiger.

Yukina's guess that the new observers from the Lion King Organization has already been on their way when she asked Gudako and Mash for their approval turned out to be right on the money, as they entered the campus during lunch hour.

Yukina received a message when they were finishing their meals. Nagisa, Reina, Yukina, Kanon, Asagi, Gudako and Mash were joined by Tiné, Saika, Misaki and Mikoto.

They weren't all going to end up in the same class, and the newcomers only had a visitor status for now, despite wearing school uniforms. They would be able to attend class properly starting from tomorrow.

"This is a message from the Observers. They are about to enter the academy. Should we meet in a quiet spot?" asked Yukina.

"That would be a good idea, I think. We attract enough attention already." nodded Nagisa.

She wasn't wrong. Eleven beautiful young women together had created some kind of no-mans-land around them, where other students didn't dare sit on the nearby tables, but paid them a lot of attention from afar.

"The rooftop?" suggested Reina. Yukina looked at the others for confirmation, then nodded.

"The rooftop." confirmed Yukina as she sent a message.

They quickly finished their meals and left the cafeteria, heading to the rooftop. When they reached it, three young women were already waiting for them.

"Yukina! …Yukina, Yukina, Yukina!" squealed the tallest of the three jumping at Yukina and hugging her. She had aquamarine eyes and knee-length dark brown hair styled in a ponytail by a thin pink ribbon, and was dressed in a white and light purple school uniform.

"Sayaka." smiled Yukina, with the patient tone of someone used to tolerate her friend's antics. "So you are one of those assigned to this mission? I thought you were in Europe."

"I came back just in time, lucky me! How are you doing? Do you eat properly? Reina isn't bullying you, right?"

Reina made a very exaggerated sigh while rolling her eyes hard.

Sayaka's questions might have been motherly, but the way Sayaka was looking at Yukina suggested a very different type of closeness. One that Mash, Gudako and the others were very familiar with.

"She reminds me of someone." grinned Misaki as she glanced at Mikoto, who nodded. It seemed to her like Kuroko wasn't quite as unique as she believed.

"You were quite fast, Yuiri-senpai, Shio-Senpai." smiled Reina as she addressed the other two girls, while Yukina was busy trying to gently separate herself from Sayaka.

Yuiri Haba and Shio Hikawa were both dressed in identical school uniforms, red on the sides and rears, but almost black on the front, with cream-colored stockings and shot gold-colored ties stopping at breast level.

Yuiri had golden eyes and a bob of neck-length brown hair, whose bangs were half away from her face by a pair of hairpins. Shio, on the other hand, had dark brown hairs and shorter black hair, with side bangs framing her face.

They were both smiling fondly at seeing Sayaka fuss over Yukina and turned to Reina.

"We were told that this mission was urgent." smiled Yuiri. "The Saints think that the sightings of dragons will attract a lot of attention from the big players. You seem to be doing well, Reina, Yukina."

"Yes." nodded Reina. "Let me do the introductions… Everyone, those are our colleagues, Sayaka Kirasaka, Yuiri Haba, and Shio Hikawa. Sayaka and Shio are Shamanic War Dancers, and Yuiri is a Sword Shaman like Yukina and me."

"Yuiri, Shio, those are Gudako Fujimaru and Mash Kyrielight, Jinah Sung is currently on her way back and should return this evening with another young woman they need to protect, and Medb is… I don't even know where exactly." sighed Reina.

"In a pocket dimension, busy reforming an evil witch." smiled Mash. "It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise." nodded Yuiri and Shio before they looked at the other girls she hadn't been briefed about.

"Moving on…" continued Reina. "Here are Misaki Shokuhou, Mikoto Misaka, Tiné Chelc, and Saika Magoichi. They appeared this morning via teleportation magic after Gudako and Saika decided they needed more of their friends to deal with… various matters. Matters I do not think we should speak about in a public place."

"I see." nodded Sayaka, displaying a polite smile as she finally released Yukina. "It is a pleasure to meet you all. As Reina said, I am Sayaka Kirasaka."

She turned to Yukina. "I was assigned to be Jinah-san's observer. Yuiri was assigned to Mash-san, and Shio to Gudako-san. The Saints wanted to send Touka as well, as they thought they were four people to escort, but she is currently on a delicate mission and can't leave before it ends, and we do not have many people strong enough for this kind of job."

"It's fine." shrugged Gudako. "Unlike the vampires who seem to cause some significant damage around them whenever they fight, we tend to be more careful with how we do things, and we do not get people killed by accident. And please call us without honorifics, since it looks like we're going to spend several months together."

"As you wish. But what about the dragons?" asked Sayaka. "Can they control themselves?"

"Jinah won’t summon any dragon unless she’s facing an army or wants to fly long distances. Itogami Island didn't suffer any damage from the incident two nights ago. She prefers to use Shadow Soldiers who fight in melee, just like she does when she gets serious."

"Jinah is a good fighter in melee? I thought she was specializing in summoning magic." wondered Yukina.

"Nope." smiled Gudako. "Remember when she mentioned that she could only turn those she defeated into her Shadow Soldiers, or at least those she helped kill? Jinah defeated Igris by herself. It was quite the epic fight, from what she told us. And she has grown a lot stronger since then."

"Jinah defeated Igris?" repeated Nagisa, astonished.

"Who is Igris?" asked Shio.

"A knight that Jinah can summon. He’s incredibly fast and strong." replied Yukina as she glanced at Asagi's shadow.

"We do not have too much time before we have to return to class. How are we going to do with living arrangements?" asked Misaki.

"They are being worked on with the Lion King Organization and the Island's administrators." said Natsuki, suddenly appearing beside them. "But with the news of Princess La Folia coming in for an indeterminate duration, and with me pointing out that more of you might still come, it looks like you're going to get a whole residential building to yourselves. A small one, but with large, well-furnished apartments. A new construction meant for renting with a high degree of privacy, and more importantly, well away from normal civilians, to reduce the amount of trouble you guys will cause me. You'll have to take the train to go to school, however."

"Oh, that would be great." smiled Gudako.

"Asagi, I'll ask you to move in with them, once the current situation we spoke about this morning is over. You'll be safer there. Your Physical Education teacher will also move to an apartment over there to help me keep an eye on you all."

"I understand, Natsuki-sensei." nodded Asagi.

"Good. Now, all of you, keep your eyes on me, and do not look around." said Natsuki. "After this morning's discussion, we raised our vigilance around the campus, and we found a suspicious black van hanging around near the Academy's entrance. There is also a man watching us right now from a distant rooftop. Asagi, do you still want to proceed? I won't hold it against you if you wish for us to arrest them."

"That's another option." nodded Mash. "If we arrest those people, Medb will be able to make them talk. Although there's a small risk the ringleaders will have relocated by the time we reach their location."

"…No. I'll trust you guys with my safety." decided Asagi.

"We appreciate your trust, Asagi. We won't fail you." nodded Gudako.

"When you leave the academy after classes, Asagi, take your usual way home, and do not look around too much. I would prefer for one or two of you to accompany her as well and let yourselves be kidnapped with her, but no more, or they might smell a trap."

"Mikoto and I will do it." suggested Misaki. "We're new faces, so they won't have any information on us, and Saika can make herself invisible and follow easily."

"I'm fine with it." nodded Mikoto. "But if they try to kill us and kidnap only Asagi, we'll drop the facade and arrest them."

Natsuki and the others nodded.

"Class is about to start, so follow me inside, and remember not to look around." sighed Natsuki, walking back to the stairway. She knew those girls were very strong, but she couldn't help but worry. She knew very well that reality rarely moved according to plan.

…

As it turned out, Natsuki's worries were unfounded for once. Barely a few minutes away from the academy, the black van stopped near Asagi, Misaki and Mikoto, and four people, two of them therianthropes in their transformed state, erupted form the side door, guns in hand. They threatened the girls and forced them to climb inside, then the van sped away, ignoring the panicked bystanders.

"They are currently using duct tape to gag and restrain the girls, according to Saika. They are moving in the south-east direction so far." said Tiné, communicating with her Servant via their bond.

"Let's start moving, then." nodded Gudako before turning to the new observers. "Do you girls want to go as well?"

"Of course. We are your observers. Our duty is to follow you anywhere you go." nodded Shio.

Gudako nodded, and before she could react, took Sayaka in a princess carry.

"W-Wh-What are you doing?" squealed Sayaka, blushing. Her surprised outburst was echoed when Mash took Yuiri in her arms, Tiné took Reina, and Medb, who had just left the Sanctuary for the occasion, took Shio.

"We'll jump from rooftop to rooftop, so hang on tight, everyone."

"Ah?" blurted out Sayaka, but it was too late.

Natsuki frowned as she saw them use that weird movement technique to seemingly teleport away. As the warden of the dimensional prison, she had set up multiple magic detection arrays around the Island. Thanks to them, she could keep an eye on the girls moving from building to building at a reckless speed. In less than a minute, they caught up and had to pause to avoid any risk of being detected by the van or their allies.

"…Did I forget to mention that I would teleport us close?"

"I don't think you did, Natsuki-chan." pointed out Nagisa. Yukina shook her head.

Natsuki sighed, not even in the mood to scold Nagisa for the disrespect.

…

Mikoto felt a strong urge to break the tape around her ankles and kick into bloody oblivion the crotch of the closest man leering at her. The kidnappers had been fairly 'professional' so far, not touching them needlessly once they were done binding them, but the way two of them seemed to be undressing them with their eyes suggested that things wouldn't stay that way.

After another angry glare at the leering man, Mikoto glanced at Misaki and Asagi. Both were also glaring, while Misaki was trying to shed a few tears and appear scared but wasn't very successful at it.

She didn't bother looking near the van's rear doors. After learning magecraft, she had become sensitive to mana and could vaguely feel Saika's presence in her dematerialized state.

The travel lasted for maybe fifteen minutes before the van finally stopped for more than a red light, and the side door opened.

"Alright, time to get out." announced the man with a wolf face.

The three other men slung Mikoto and her friends over their shoulders, and Mikoto grunted in fury as the man used the opportunity to rub her butt for an instant. She was going to fry him!

"Stop struggling, bitch, or I'll let you fall on the ground." warned the man.

Asagi, Mikoto and Misaki were now in a dimly lit warehouse, with huge wooden crates all around. A few dozen men were gathering around them, and more were busy working about a machine that looked like a giant six-legged mechanical spider, its body covered with inscriptions. It was about thirty meters in its largest dimension.

Thanks to her ability to understand all languages, Mikoto could decipher it, and the inscriptions were essentially some kinds of prayer of protection against magic.

"Good, we can begin." said a middle-aged man as he walked closer. The surrounding men parted before him to let him pass.

He was fit and looked in his late forties, with short gray hair and a goatee, with a vertical scar running from his left temple to his jaw. He was dressed in a dark military uniform, just like the man who had kidnapped them and those now surrounding them.

He gestured toward the man holding Asagi, and he tore the duct tape from her mouth.

"Awww!" complained Asagi, sending a fiery glare at the man. "Who the heck are you guys? Why did you kidnap us?"

"My name is Christoph Gardos, although you likely never heard of me. You are here because, of the hundred of people I sent that puzzle to, you are the only one who managed to solve it."

Mikoto glanced at Misaki, then gestured with her chin toward Asagi, and Misaki nodded. They tacitly decided not to take action right away, to focus on defending Asagi, and let the others initiate.

"This Nalakuvera thing?" frowned Asagi.

"Yes. I need you to translate the rest of the inscriptions on its body." smiled Christoph with a gesture toward the mechanical puppet."

"No."

"Oh, I think I can make you change your mind. I have two of your friends right here. Surely you do not want them to be tortured right before your eyes, right?"

Asagi snorted and looked at Misaki.

"How much longer are we playing the pig?"

Misaki sighed, and put her hands to her mouth, slowly removing the duct tape and spreading her feet a little. Cut sections of more duct tape were still clinging to her wrists and ankles.

Mikoto decided to follow her example, using a few light knives to free herself.

The therianthrope closest to Misaki gasped and tried to seize her wrists, but she instantly chopped at his throat, crushing his windpipe. He fell to the ground, clutching his throat and gasping for another reason this time.

Saika appeared, an Uzi on each hand.

"Drop your weapons and kneel, or die." declared Saika with cold eyes.

"Fight! Keep only Aiba alive!" commanded Christoph, and the situation turned into chaos, for all of three seconds.

When one man jumped toward Asagi to try to take her hostage, a long blade burst from her shadow, impaling his guts. Asagi's shadow lengthened and darkened in front of her, and Igris started to emerge from it, lifting the impaled man off the ground as he did. He swung his sword, using  the dying man as a projectile to knock another off his feet.

The others, aside from one that Mikoto personally zapped to death, fell under Saika's murderously accurate fire. Including Christoph Gardos, his head shot mid-transformation.

"I need to get out of here." said Asagi with a queasy voice. She knew they were all terrorists, but the sight of so much blood and the smell were hard for her.

"Sure. Just let me free your hands and legs." nodded Mikoto. Once done, she put an arm around her shoulders.

"It will be okay. Just think about something else for now. Like, Is there anyone you like?"

"Huh, no, there's no one." said Asagi with a blush, and Mikoto didn't even need her ability to tell that there was someone. But this wasn't the time and place to ask her, if Mikoto even wanted to.

"What kind of music do you like, then?"

Asagi didn't have time to reply. They were about to reach the warehouse's gate when it opened from the outside.

"We neutralized all the guards outside." said Mash, her eyes searching for hostiles. "As Tiné said, you already dealt with those inside."

"Yes, and we confirmed that Christof Gardos was among them. The one with the scar on the left side of his face. Do we call the police now?" asked Misaki.

"No need." said Natsuki as she entered and took a long look at the mechanical six-legged spider. "I warned the administrators. This is indeed the Nalakuvera. They will get it sealed somewhere secret, and deal with the bodies. We can leave this place."

Asagi nodded. She wanted to go home and eat some ice cream. Sayaka, Yuiri and Shio were warily watching Igris as he returned inside Mash's shadow.

…

The Einherjar deployed its landing gear and landed on Itogami Island's airport. Jinah, looking from the window of her cabin, nodded in approval at the smooth maneuver. The crew clearly had a lot of experience.

"I'm happy to be back on the ground." sighed Jinah.

"Aren't you almost invulnerable anyway?" asked La Folia with a raised eyebrow. " You came in riding the back of a dragon, so I do not think you suffer from acrophobia, and you told me that even falling from the Einherjar mid-flight wouldn't hurt you."

"You're right, I wouldn't be injured, but it's an ingrained reflex by now. Even if I can stand in the air, it is better to fight on the ground. More stable footing, and no having to worry about attacks from under or think about creating footholds while you fight. And there's a group leaving that building and coming in our direction. I recognize my friends. More of them that should be there, really. Someone called in reinforcements."

La Folia, who was watching from the next window, focused on a particular person in the group. "It's really Kanon!"

She didn't wait any further and almost ran out of Jinah's room, followed by her Royal Guards.

Jinah didn't follow immediately and glanced at the other occupant of the room. Beatrice Basler, bound in a tight hogtie, was trying hard to reduce Jinah to a pile of ashes with her silent glare. Jinah couldn't exactly leave with her body slung over her shoulder, and the Sanctuary was currently in Gudako's hands.

La Folia knew about this minor issue, and as soon as she was done introducing herself on the ground and gave Kanon a huge hug, she gestured to one of her guards, who escorted Gudako inside the ship. A minute later, she entered the cabin.

"Hey there, Jinah." grinned Gudako, taking the Sanctuary from her spatial ring and unceremoniously shoving the bound arms dealer directly inside its basement. Medb would know what to do with her.

"Hi, Gudako. I see you contacted Chaldea. Trouble?"

"Not right now, but soon, very probably." shrugged Gudako, handing the Sanctuary over to her and glancing through the nearest window. "See the girl with strawberry blond hair on Nagisa's left? Her name is Asagi Aiba, and a lot of bad guys from multiple factions seem to be after her, and she was involved up to her neck in one of our objectives. There's also Dimitrie Vatler coming to Itogami Island tomorrow, due to some dragons being sighted there recently. It seems like dragons are a big deal in this place. They're supposed to be guarding valuable treasures or something. We dealt with Christoph Gardos and his bunch of terrorists just before coming to the airport. And there's more."

Gudako made a discreet gesture toward the royal guard waiting by the still open door, mindful of her words, and Jinah nodded, deciding to shelve her questions for later. They both left the airship and joined the group below.

La Folia was showing pictures on her smartphone to Kanon when Jinah and Gudako reached them.

Jinah introduced herself to Asagi, Avrora, Kanon, Shio, Yuiri and Sayaka with a warm smile, thinking that she would visit the Sanctuary about half an hour. Medb would surely have a few answers for her by then.

…

Aya Tokoyogi once thought that she hated the training she had been subjected to, having been toyed with for so long that her previous life was starting to look like a distant memory. But what had now started about two days ago was so much worse that she now longed for the days of being bound, vibrated, and made to cum over and over.

She sighed, looking through the bars of her cage at her Mistress napping on the bed. She knew her name was Medb, but she could only think of her as Mistress after everything she had experienced in her hands.

Aya absentmindedly moved her tongue around the rubber ball filling her mouth, hoping it was a phallus instead, and kept her arms behind her back, palms together, kneeling.

Her limbs were currently unbound, but it was part of the training, and Aya knew it. It only made her torment worse.

With a sigh, she looked down at herself. Her breasts were already visibly larger, and would grow larger still, due to the magic chest harness. The steel chastity bra, padded with black rubber, kept her from touching them. The rubber-padded steel chastity belt, connected by short chains to rubber-padded steel bands around her thighs. And the steel collar around her neck completed the set.

She could see two of the padlocks keeping the bra and belt locked on her body, and hated them. But she also knew that even if she had the key, she wouldn't open them without Mistress's permission. Just like she didn't touch the unlocked belt keeping the rubber ball tightly into her mouth.

She was already ruined, and she knew it. Mistress had turned her into a hopeless nymphomaniac. Even now, she longed for her ass and pussy to be filled more than she longed about freedom.

Not knowing anymore what to do with her arms, she wanted to be bound again. Why did she have hands, if she couldn't use them to touch herself?

Mistress had been clear. From now on, she would need to prove her obedience if she wanted to be tied up, for her holes to be filled, for being allowed to ask for permission to cum.

From now on, she would only be bound as a reward, but Aya had already learned to crave it. For her, bondage and latex now only meant pleasure.

A pleasure she wasn't sure she could live without anymore.

With a sigh, Aya changed her position, trying to find a relatively comfortable sleeping position on the cage's padded floor. When Mistress would wake up, the training would resume, and endless succession of orders Aya would do her best to follow, in the hope that she would be rewarded by bondage and an orgasm at the end. Aya decided to rest while she still could.

And she had barely closed her eyes when something happened. She heard grunts coming from the floor on the other side of the bed. They were enough to wake up Mistress, who sat up and turned her head.

"Oh? It seems I have been delivered another slave girl to train, and a neatly packaged one at that."

"Mmphuf Mphou!" retorted the woman Aya couldn't see. She wasn't exactly experienced in hearing gag talk (aside from her own), but the intent was very clear, and Aya silently shook her head at the stupidity of antagonizing Mistress when the woman talking was, presumably, already bound and gagged.

Mistress left the bed and stretched, the red leather of her bodysuit creaking before she turned to Aya, walked over, and opened her cage. It hadn't been locked, but Aya knew better than to open it herself.

"Slave, go stand in the middle of the room, position 1."

"Mphes, Mhistres." nodded Aya, crawling on all four to the middle of the room, then standing as instructed, feet slightly apart, arms behind her back as if they were encased in an armbinder, trying to bring her elbows closer together and thrusting her chest out.

Once in position, she watched the newcomer, a woman with light purple hair and long blonde hair, dressed in a partially open burgundy leather bodysuit. She was bound in a hogtie by four padlocked, wide black leather cuffs, their chains pulling against each other, had an anti-demon collar around her neck, and her face was partially covered by a black leather gag harness.

The woman saw her, standing gagged, naked aside from the chastity belt and bra, and snorted in contempt.

Aya felt anger at the woman who stared at her with cold eyes, but also an irrational burst of jealousy at her fellow captive, wanting to be bound like her. Her arousal growing at the sight of the blonde woman. She sighed, acutely aware of how much she had changed already. She felt shame, but… very little regret. So little that it surprised her.

Mistress untied the straps around the woman's head and removed the gag harness, which took some effort considering how large the rubber ball was.

"Water?" asked Medb, holding a small bottle to her lips, and the woman drank greedily.

"Get me out of here." commanded the woman. "I have money. Just name your price, and…"

"Why did you try to kidnap La Folia Rihavein?" asked Medb.

"Because I was paid for it, what else? Now get those cuffs off me, and…"

"Who paid you for it?"

"I'm not saying anything. Now are you going to help me, or not? I have friends, and when they get me out, they will make you pay."

"Listen here, Beatrice. I ask questions, and you answer. If you don't, I have plenty of tools in this room to help convince you."

"Fuck you! You just wait until I get out of these, I'll grab the biggest dildo I can find here and shove it up your ass so deep you will need surgery to get it out!" spat Beatrice. And then she spat, literally, at Mistress's naked feet. The fluids were stopped by a golden barrier suddenly appearing, and seeing Mistress's face lose her smile, Aya shook her head with a sigh. Beatrice was indeed a certifiable idiot.

Even at her most rebellious time, Aya knew better than to insult her captor so crudely.

Mistress looked silently at Beatrice for long seconds, her face expressionless, then crouched and seized a handful of Beatrice's hairs, looking into her eyes. Then, even Beatrice realized that she had royally messed up.

Aya expected Mistress to inflict swift punishment, but she had other plans, and Beatrice's gaze grew unfocused.

"Let's get this matter out of the way first. Who asked you to kidnap La Folia, Beatrice?"

"Kensei Kanase." replied Beatrice in a bland voice.

"Why?"

"He needs her blood, for a magic ritual."

"What ritual?"

"The Angel Faux ritual."

"What is the purpose of that ritual?"

"To turn women into artificial angels. Into biological weapons to sell."

"How many has he created?"

"None have been completed yet."

"How many has he started to work on?"

"Seven."

"And Kanon Kanase? Is she involved?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"She is the closest one to being complete, the most promising."

"You mean that Kensei Kanase is turning her into a weapon?"

"Yes."

"I see." nodded Mistress, releasing Beatrice's head.

A few seconds later, Beatrice shook her head wildly, and looked up at Mistress, glaring malevolently.

"What did you do to me, you bitch?"

"You do not need to know. And it's time to deal with your behavior." smiled Mistress coldly.

"See this slave here?" asked Mistress while pointing at Aya. "Once her training is over, she will be allowed many freedoms. She will get her name back, eat delicious food, have some free time to follow her own interests, and will have many opportunities to earn plenty of rewards. That could have been you."

"But, you do not deserve to be a slave." continued Mistress, and Aya saw mana gather in her hands, creating a thick latex hood without eye holes, as well as a pair of earpieces.

"Get those things away from me, you sow! I will make you pay for this, I swear!"

Her protestations didn't stop Mistress from crouching on her, and Aya watched enviously as Mistress turned the hood inside out, revealing short tubes connected to the nostril holes.

She inserted them into Beatrice's nose, then kept the captive's head firmly pinned with a hand cupping her lower face. Mistress stuffed Beatrice's ears with the two earpieces, then gathered her long blonde hair with a hand and used the other to stretch the thick latex over Beatrice's face, plunging her into darkness. She fed the hair trough a hole in the back or the hood, then pulled the edge of the neck hole down until Beatrice's head and neck were now encased in smooth, glossy latex, her long blonde hair escaping it.

"You bitch!" screamed Beatrice. The hood had an opening for her mouth, but Aya suspected that Beatrice's ability to speak was very temporary. "I'll skin you alive! Get this damn thing off me!"

Her next invective was, as Aya had suspected, stopped by a medium-sized black dildo gag, looking like a ball gag from the outside. Beatrice gurgled angrily as Mistress pulled the strap tight before locking it with a small padlock. Mistress next replaced the anti-demon steel collar by a stiff rubber posture collar, securing it with two more padlocks, and used her brute strength to break the four padlocks on the blonde woman's cuffs and removed them.

Aya blinked. She knew that Mistress was unnaturally strong, but wasn't aware that it was to that extent.

With her limbs free, Beatrice immediately brought her hands to her head and neck, finding the padlocks. She tried to use her nails to tear the latex off, but didn't manage to even scratch it.

Mistress watched her struggle with a smile for a few minutes, until Beatrice temporarily gave up, catching her breath.

"As I said previously, 'It' isn't worthy of being a slave." declared Mistress. "So, it is demoted to being a fuck toy. And that hood is here to stay permanently. A fuck toy doesn't need a face, or a name. A fuck toy doesn't need to see, so its Owner took away its sight. A fuck toy doesn’t need to speak, so it will be gagged nearly constantly. A fuck toy only needs to hear what its Owner allows it to hear, so its Owner plugged its ears. And on that note, engage Deaf Mode."

Aya suddenly didn't envy the blonde woman anymore. This was too much even for her newfound desire for bondage!

She already knew what would happen to Beatrice. With her senses of taste and smell filled with the taste and smell of rubber, with her sight and hearing gone, Beatrice's brain would depend almost exclusively on her sense of touch. It wouldn't be long before she developed a craving for being raped and played with, or long for hearing Mistress's voice, the only human interactions she would experience. In time, she would become an even greater nymphomaniac that Aya had become.

Beatrice screamed into her gag, frantically clawing at the hood or the collar. This time, Aya could see real panic in Beatrice's gestures. After another two minutes, Mistress grabbed her flailing hands and forced them on her back before slapping steel handcuffs on her wrists, then stood and opened one of the basement's cabinet. From it, she took two black, neck-entry latex bodysuits.

"Slave, you will help me put this one on its body, bind it with a leg binder and a straitjacket, then put it inside the cage."

"Phes, Mphiphtess." nodded Aya, her eyes glued to the second bodysuit, and Mistress smiled.

"Yes, Slave. The second one is for you. Keep being obedient, and your Mistress will temporarily remove your chastity underwear and dress you up in that lovely bodysuit before putting you in bondage, and I will play with you. You can move now."

Aya abandoned her posture and started helping her Mistress. She didn't even for a second consider trying to help Beatrice or rebelling against Mistress. There was no escaping her training. She was only looking forward to her reward.