Bound and at his mercy

The first thing Arleth can tell is that her wrists are bound again, this time above her head. Next, she realizes her legs are bound such that they’re spread apart, making her cunt available to anyone that might want to use it. Finally, she realizes someone is touching her lazily between her legs.

[Stimulation: 2/100]

“Good, you’re up. I don’t like fucking dead fish.”

Arleth feebly struggles against her bonds, eliciting a laugh from the man. “You aren’t going anywhere little elf.”

“Please,” Arleth’s voice is weak and wavering, “please just let me go.”

“Oh no, I need to extract payment. And punishment. Afterall, you are a thief. And I think this pretty little virginal pussy will do nicely.” His fingers begin rubbing her clit harder and she gasps.

[Stimulation: 6/100]

“Please! Wait….” Arleth frantically cast about for something to say, “take my ass instead!”