It gets worse.

Everyone, seriously, everyone's eyes were on Adora's naked body. She did her best to cover what little privacy she had, but she could feel a hundred eyes burning into every inch of her now bright red bare skin. She looked at her two captives with murderous resentment. If I had a Horde squad with me right now I would so...She tried to breathe and concentrate, okay, this is pretty bad, but I just need to ride this out until I get my hands on the sword again, now if I can just...

Holding one arm pressed firmly against her breasts and holding her crotch, she tried to manoeuvre her other arm in such a way that she could silently, stealthily, reach out to the sword on Glimmer's back...

"I've got an idea!" Glimmer exclaimed through the corner of her mouth,

Startled, Adora immediately retracted her arm and covered herself again,

"Oh really, Princess? You have an idea NOW?" she fumed,

"This is the Festival of Bonds. Thaymor holds it every year to celebrate the ties that bind each and every one of us!" Glimmer explained excitedly,

"That's right!" Bow concurred, "Ugh, why didn't I think of that? This changes everything!"

"Changes everything...how...?" the naked Horde soldier asked suspiciously,

"The Festival of Bonds is set up like a spiral. Towards the end everyone joins hands and makes a kind of link to one another in a really big circle, but it starts with someone at the centre that everyone circles around. If we say you're that central figure, then people won't suspect you!"

"Um hello! I am naked! I don't want to be the centre of attention!"

"There's a ceremonial outfit involved!" Bow reassured her,

A ceremonial outfit? Well yes, maybe they could have mentioned that earlier, Adora sulked. She didn't care how stupid the outfit would be, she'd take anything over this literal naked nightmare,

"What do I have to do to become the central figure?" she whispered excitedly,

"Just volunteer," Glimmer replied quickly, "at least I think that's the..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, Adora yelled,

"YUP! IT'S ME! THE VOLUNTEER! HERE TO VOLUNTEER FOR BONDINGS! I KNOW ALL ABOUT THAT! GO BONDS!"

Adora was brought to the village elders (still nude, because seriously what the hell was wrong with these people?!) and after some deliberation it was agreed that she would be the central figure of the day's celebrations,

"Great, great, great, this is all very good, I was told there would be an outfit?!" Adora responded impatiently, feeling a light breeze against her bare butt and NOT enjoying the sensation, "can we get to that part please?"

The Elders nodded, and a young satyr woman in a long flowing green dress approached Adora with a box. The woman smiled at her and said,

"You are so brave to come forward like this," looking the naked Horde soldier up and down,

"Yeah well it wasn't like I had much of a choice," Adora muttered, glancing at Bow and Glimmer, who both gave her a big smiling thumbs up,

"Most volunteers are very self-conscious and only disrobe at this point, but you walked through the whole town like in days of old..."

Wait, Adora paused. What did she say about disrobing?

"You are so inspiring for following the true spirit of the Festival in being naked for all of it, and not just the ceremony itself," the woman continued.

Adora looked at Bow and Glimmer again, whose thumbs were slightly less up than before. Oh she was going to **** them both...

The woman opened the box and pulled out the "outfit". It consisted entirely of ropes knotted together with no actual form or frame to speak of. Adora's eyes widened upon seeing it. OH THEY WERE GOING TO PERISH!

She was instructed on how to get "dressed", with the ropes being laid down on the ground in a small circle for her to step into. Once done, attendants pulled the ropes up around her body. She jolted with shock as one of the ropes came up between her legs, but she didn't have time to protest as the rest of the ropes were quickly fitted around her body, criss-crossing against her stomach and back, circling around her breasts until they finally reached around her neck. This wasn't all however, as the ropes were also tied around her wrists, tugging them fully and holding her arms in place behind her back. By the time they had finished "dressing" her, Adora felt even MORE naked, with her arms no longer able to cover her modesty, her breasts pushed up by the ropes and the ropes chafing between her legs and butt cheeks. She was supposed to stand out in the middle of town LIKE THIS?!

"And finally," the woman concluded happily, she lifted out a light brown cloth, which she began to wrap around Adora's head,

"Hey wait a minute! What is this?" Adora yelped,

"This is the Blindfold of Bonds. The ties that bind us are unseen, so this is symbolised by your blindness. You must let others guide you to the centre."

This was all an elaborate joke right? Adora thought as they tied the cloth around her eyes, blacking our her vision entirely. Catra, Lonnie and the squad were all going to jump out and shout "Pranked!" any second now right? Right? This could not seriously be happening to her?!

"It is time to go now," the woman said. Adora couldn't be sure, but she swore she heard Glimmer and Bow stifling their laughter. If they KNEW!?

Adora didn't have time to rage at them, as she was already being whisked away back towards the centre of the village. She couldn't see where she was going, so she had to rely first on the satyr woman for guidance, but soon others appeared, with foreign hands touching her and prodding her onwards. This was so uncomfortable. The ropes chafed against her bare skin and the knot between her legs was, mmm. Adora tried not to focus on it, but it was totally rubbing against her crotch in slightly more embarrassing ways than she'd have liked out in public. Was this all an elaborate imprisonment technique, she wondered confusedly. Like do they all know I'm a Horde soldier and I'm actually being led to a prison or **** chamber or execution block? Well congrats to them because they succeeded in totally incapacitating me! Ugh Catra's right, I am such an idiot!

Eventually they stopped, and despite her blindness Adora could feel hundreds of eyes boring down on her. The sensation between her legs did not help this feeling, so she tried not to think about it, instead focussing on the soft grass on her bare feet. Grass...that was something they didn't get much in the Fright Zone. Grass...it was...kind of nice actually. Better than...

She jumped as hands all suddenly pressed against her back, shoulders and chest,

"Hey, what's going on?" she began to say but the satyr woman shushed her,

"We are at the centre. The ceremony has begun," she whispered,

Ceremony? Right, gotcha, the ceremony where everyone touches a tied up naked blind girl, yup very normal, very normal culture, Adora whined in her head. She could feel the hands all over her, pressing softly against her bare skin, her back and breasts. It wasn't groping at least, it was just...touching...Adora felt the heat of the crowd emanating against her bare skin. Well at least it's cosy, she considered irritably, and if everyone's surrounding me they won't be able to see my butt and crotch.

Those two are so dead.

They stood there like that for what felt like a billion years, but finally she heard a voice ring out that the ritual was concluded. She breathed a sigh of relief. This would be the part where they took the blindfold off and gave her a dress or something right, to symbolise the happiness we all feel when wearing clothes and not being tied up? Right? Right?

The hands did fall away from her body, but the satyr woman didn't immediately take her blindfold off,

"This is when you take the blindfold off now right?" Adora asked, trying to stifle the panic from her voice,

"Now is the next part of the ceremony," the woman said,

"The...what?" Adora blurted out,

"Don't you remember? Now we dance around the pole."

"A pole? I have to dance around a pole?" Adora asked, horrified. They never said anything about dancing!

"Of course not," the woman continued. Phew, Adora breathed, "we dance around you."

WHAT?!