Thread: Despoiled at Court (AlluringEnigma x jennica enslaved)

D-dinner... Was at dinner.... Did I drift to sleep at some dumb speech?! Where??? Varisanna felt the pulling before her grassy eyes were open. She was already turning one way, but it was already pulling coming from others. Pulling and rubbing and... Lifting? Or was the lifting from what was underneath? She took in the polished wooden floor of the platform before she could make out the ropes. Not just any ropes, but black metaled ropes thin yet strong. They were around her, holding her all along her torso from the collarbone, to around her bared full breasts and back, in a field stretched across her soft belly and long, well-walked and danced hips. They seemed to flex and grip tighter almost of their own, but surely that was due to the motion of the carriage? She lifted her chin slowly, squeaking in her still dazed state. The Emberwren princess realized it was a carriage of sorts under the platform, creeping along the stones of what must be a street beneath the wooden vehicle. She squeaked louder, and started to gather herself before she bounced hard against the same ropes, which only made them tighten. She was in the air, hanging somehow from the back of the ropes! Her arms were back there too, but they were bumping into other ropes of the same feel as they tried to straighten her shoulders. The lurch of her motion ground against her body below, knotted stretches of rope rubbing and digging slightly higher at her mound and entrance with their long runs of dark shining threaded steel. One of her calves was attached to a thigh, and the other seemed tethered to a ring on some far corner post, keeping her open and stretched in the air. She yelped in outrage even as she took in the people. So many eyes.... There were people beside the broad street, just beyond a thin string of armored foreigners of many types, man here and a row of beasts further there. They were people of the city, but she shivered with their lost expressions.... Clearly it was no longer her family's city. Who could have brought so many distant enemies in one place? Just days ago, she had heard of some strange army on the frontier but they had assured everyone at council that it would never make it across the passes and down the long narrow vales. No one could even march that fast, let alone get through the layers of city walls in such time. She glimpsed the backs several mostly stripped courtiers yoked and pulling the carriage at the rough prodding of more guards, realizing who they were by build and remaining braids of hair. But her gasp was cut short as she realized that even before them, at another corner of the carriage floor, another woman was hanging. It took her dazed and half-drugged mind a moment to make out the thighs pulled wide and long in the air slightly below the height of her own chin, bound with their own ropes and another body in another harness of evil ropes, head hanging low below. She sniffed and screamed. It was Rianna Bryne, the strange witch who her family relied upon for counsel she didn't understand but who seemed to be a step ahead of everyone. And if she was here, not to mention her paler athletic body being bound as horribly as the princess, then things might be beyond help! Varisanna pulled helplessly at the chains and tried to think of something useful besides who of the watching eyes might be weeping or staring at her vulnerable bound body. Until she realized that somehow, slowly, Rianna seemed to be moving closer while still hanging upside down. She tried to see behind her to make out whether the posts holding her were moving, as might make sense -- or was she actually floating in her bonds as it looked??! And then she both heard a rise of new gasps and even some jeers from the crowds and the guards to the sides, and felt more motion around her -- the black ropes surely had moved. Indeed, in another moment they grabbed and bit further into her flesh. And she too was swinging and floating, not in a straight line, but definitely closer and closer to the court witch who for so long had been feared but reliable.... Or rather, to her eyes she was moving closer and closer to her raised sex and hips! The princess blinked frantic tears and choked, R-Rianna! Gods w-what has happened? W-whoooo... Help.... Aaaah....