Kobolds attack!

The rumbling got louder and louder and the girls started panicking. "We need to get out of here, quick!" Meghan started pushing against Yvette with all her might, but Yvette's body still needed to recover from her orgasms, and could not free herself.

As the sisters struggled, the walls around them burst open in many places. Above Meghan three holes opened up, causing small pebbles and dust to rain down on her back. Three small creatures jumped out of the walls and ceiling right in front of Yvette. These creatures stood about two foot tall, with red scaled dog-like faces and beady little eyes, that ogled Yvette hungrily. They were kobolds. The one in the middle yelled out: "Capture the Girl-things for Master Brasster! Haha!"

The sets of hands above Meghan reached down and grabbed the girl. One set seemed to have some devious contraption that consisted of a wooden rod with a metal claw at the end. The kobold holding this tool clamped the metal claw around Meghan's neck and the two pieces clicked into place. It formed a tight seal around the girl's neck, restricting her breathing somewhat. Another set of hands reached down, grabbed the girl's wrists pulling them up above her head and wrapping a leather belt around them and pulled it tight, f astening the buckle. The last kobold crawled out of the hole and wrapped and fastened another leather belt tightly around Meghan's ankles.

Meghan struggled agains her binds that were applied to her so fast she barely had time to react. Screaming for her sister to help her, she tried to reach for one of her daggers. She could not reach any though, because her hands were held above her head. Fear started to set into the helpless girl.

In front of Yvette a similar predicament started to unfold. One of the kobolds had a similar contraption with a metal claw at the end, this one had small spikes on the inside, to cause the victim additional discomfort. He clamped it around the mage's neck, clicking it shut, and started to pull on the girl. Yvette's butt was still stuck however, so she wasn't going anywhere. His two friends tried to help him pull, but couldn't get a good grip.

Adrenaline pumped through Yvette's veins, and she started swiping with her hands towards her assailants, slapping one and scratching with her nails at the other. Their scales gave them some protection though, and they didn't seem too wounded from the attacks. She struggled to breathe with the metal collar around her neck, and could not see behind her how her sister was doing.

It's looking pretty bad for the two young adventurers...