Give in and watch

Rethdrian stopped struggling and **** her body to relax despite the urge to do everything but that. "That's better..." the soft voice whispered to her, the lips of the captor making no effort to not linger on her ear. She shuddered softly as she allowed herself to be led into the woods. From the hands and lips and the bulge she could feel in her back, the one who had her was most certainly a woman.

Once the two of them were out of sight of the road several other female figures came and deftly blindfolded her. There was a creaking as roots entwined around her wrists from behind, snuggly but not uncomfortably. The whole situation was making her feel uneasy, but it could have been a lot worse. Blade could be to her throat. Or have already slit it.

"Where are we going?" she asked quietly, going along with their game of secrecy.

"You will soon see, sister," the original captor said softly as a few fingers softly slid down her bare arm. Goosebumps followed in their wake. Rethdrian did not mind the touch so much. Actually, it had been many years since anyone had actually touched her skin so tenderly.

They walked for another ten minutes, during which she was stripped of her outer layer of armor and her weapons. "Still they can't take away my magic," she thought to herself.

"We are here, sister," the silky voice whispered to her ever so softly, the lips once more trailing along her ear. Soft hands untied her blindfold slowly as others helped her to sit down on what seemed to be a cushioned seat. As she blinked her eyes open and adjusted to the light she could see a face in front of her, smiling.