The masked man caught Myya by surprise as she walked past a run-down building, appearing out of a nondescript door, he grabbed her and dragged her inside, down to the basement.
He proceeded to tie her up very tightly and put glue on the knots for good measure.
The he just left without having uttered a single word. Amidst trash and vermin, Myya was left completely clueless about what's going on as the hours slowly pass.
The logotype on the boat read 'Power Trips Inc.'
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I imagine this situation to be difficult and painful but not fatal.
What if somebody else was present on this seemingly deserted island? Coming here to avoid being caught in the storm and hiding from the obviously dangerous villains. Maybe even sneakily sabotaging their boat. Powerful cutting tools may not be available but the situation is no longer hopeless.
I'll do my best to come up with a follow-up picture.
Also: See my comment.
A character commission
And for some reason, nobody has anything to say about her favorite garden party hat...
Color by Tuft.
The Bloodsong Saga is a full of bondage scenes like this. It's solid and entertaining Sword and Sorcery, full of action, magic and viking gods.
Untypically I chose perhaps the only clothed bondage scene of the entire epic, but that bridal gown doesn't last long. Here's a relevant quote from the same novel. A conversation between some of the main characters lying hogtied and naked on the floor.
“They could have bound us just as well with our clothes on,” Tyrulf complained.
“Unlike JaIna and I,” Valgerth commented, “you’ve never been a slave.”
“Stripping is often a prerequisite to binding,” Jalna added, “especially if torture is planned. Nidhug explained it to me. Being naked for torture is—”
“Merely a practical convenience?” Valgerth suggested. “That’s what he told me.”
“Aye,” Jalna nodded. “So that every part of your body—”
“I get the picture,” Tyrulf cut in.
This is an old piece where I experimented with some brush-like pens. I had wanted to give her nicer hair, but at this point in the story her hair has been roughly cropped short.
The depicted scene is taken from the original version "Werebeasts of Hel <(The Bloodsong Saga Book 3)" In the re-written omnibus version "Bloodsong - Hel x 3" this scene is different. Jalna is naked and standing on a platform raised above the ice floor. Her hair is also no longer described as short-cut.above the ice floor. Her hair is also no longer described as short-cut.
Above the treetops the rod glides aimlessly, sometimes stopping then moving again.
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Her friends had been trapped in a remote stone tower. A band of orc bandits had made camp outside. To save them she needed to fly.
The collection of imperfect magic items offered the only readily available option: a Moveable Rod. Hanging on to it would be difficult in the long run, but an safety system could be improvised from the collection. It turned out the rod was unable to lift inanimate matter, including clothes.
The rod could be steered while hanging on to it with both hands. The rescue operation was executed safely, way out of reach from the orcs, although the evacuees had to leave their clothing behind. By now our heroine had no strength left to hold on to the rod and was left hanging from the safety chain with no means to control the device's movement. The rescued friends grabbed on to a tree and climbed down, naked but safe.
The Levitation spell provided by the flying rig made the strain on her wrists minimal but there was no way she could reach the rod to regain control.
True to their vows, they only wear the magical jewelry given to them in person by the mage Velicia, the Goddess’ friend. These magical restraints are not only impossible to remove, but when attached together, they can neither be locked nor unlocked by the Honeygirls themselves.
At the moment, a pixie has entered the scene, and as the big scary people are uncomfortably close to her, she has managed to secure Tisa’s restraints. Shanee leaps in close too assist, next in turn...
Color, ink and background by Tuft.
Color by Tuft
Color by Tuft, prompted by a comment.
This was not supposed to happen! It seemed like an easy job. The huge stash of magic items was left completely unguarded, just waiting for some enterprising adventurers. She just touched the gizmo and it somehow attached itself to her and made all her clothes fall apart. It doesn't seem to have any lock or means of opening. It's just solid metal.
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An eccentric wizard's extensive restraint collection was cursed by a rival. It's possible the collector secretly did the cursing himself or it happened when he passed away, leaving his ghostly desires lingering.
All items were affected the same way:
If worn by an unsuitable victim, they're easy to unlock or don't work at all.
If worn by a beautiful woman:
- - The restraints are very easy to apply. Some of them attach themselves, effectively becoming traps.
- - The locks no longer unlock properly.
- - The restraint is tough or indestructible.
- - The victim gains resistance aging, damage and starvation.
"This highly visible spot is just perfect. We'll take our leave now. Good luck!"
Burutoro is, according to whispered rumors, a subtropical coastal region, featuring stark granite cliffs and sparse vegetation. It harbors many secrets and has a mysterious, eerie, and dreamlike atmosphere.
First hand accounts from travelers are hard to come by, but all things considered, you would probably rather visit Burutoro than its inland neighbor, The Plateau of Leng.
Now where did they get hold of all this magic, including a dragonskin straitjacket?
While it grants her access to powerful magic, the dragon will insist of keeping her restrained as its captive princess.
She had been prepared for a later bit of bondage fun, when a group of adventurers suddenly barge in.
She had been prepared for a later bit of bondage fun, when a group of adventurers suddenly barge in.
Well, these things happen and it wouldn't have been her first time navigating an alien plane of existence. This time however she was chained up, naked and helpless, unable to even move.
Her best hope was being found by some reasonable entity, interested in providing help in exchange for magical knowledge. After innumerable weird encounters a promising prospect finally appeared.
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A powerful wizard is hard to kill. They often have contingency plans, like clones or Soul Jars.
Banishment is a possible option and the Paracernarian Jaunt Rig is well suited to the purpose. It can Plane Shift its wearer to one specific destination, while keeping them tightly restrained as well as protected from the extraplanar environment.
The Criminal Behavior Simulation System has predicted these randomly encountered persons will in the future publicly voice unlawfully critical opinions on the Galactic Imperial Peacekeeping Force.
As she traverses the eerie and perilous space, she encounters a renegade devil, a chained-up outcast from the infernal hierarchy. Their mutual attraction is undeniable, and together, they form an unexpectedly pleasurable alliance.