Ignore the magic ring and just charge her

You don't trust this magic stuff, after all, it's because of this that you're in this situation now. Besides, you don't even know how to use it. You confidently raise your sword in front of you and prepare yourself to strike.

In front of you Tara prepares some kind of net with her chains, hoping to block your attack, while keeping two chains behind her to attack if needed.

You take a step forward, then another until you run at Tara, a battle cry on your lips. You swing your sword mightily as Tara spreads her chains in front of her. With a reasoning CLANG, your sword strike the first layer of chains, sparks flying everywhere as metal screams. But your sword is easily blocked and now, the chains wrap themselves around it and your sword arm. You pull your arm back, trying to free yourself but it's no use. With a painful twist of the chain, you're **** to drop your sword that is now entangled in the chain net. Your arm is completely stuck in the net as well so you can't move away from it as Tara steps from behind her chain net.

She holds out her hand and one chain dutifully drops your sword in it. She gives it a few swings "Hmmm, not bad for a trash like you. Maybe I'll hang it in my office when I'm done with you." She muses as she inspects the sword.

"Hey that's mine, give it back you skank!" You scream at her, enraged by her attitude.

She gives you an unimpressed look and suddenly strike towards you with the sword. You close your eyes, expecting pain. But after a few seconds, you don't feel anything except a gust of wind on.....

You open your eyes again and see your armor on the floor. Tara managed to cut it open with a precise strike of your sword and is now ogling your nude body. Feeling self conscious, you try to hide yourself with your free arm, but a simple flick of her finger is enough for Tara's chains to wrap around it as well, holding both of your arm above your head and forcing you on the tip of your toes. She then let go of your sword, letting it fall to the floor with a loud noise as she inspects your body. The chains turning you this way and that to allow her to see all of you without moving.

"My, my, my, what a precarious situation to be in, isn't that right trash?" She asks as you are slowly spun around by the chains. "It would be a shame not to take advantage of this don't you think?"

With a laugh, she controls her chains to wrap around your ankles in addition to your wrists. The chains raise your legs in the air as your hands are pulled down. In the end, you find yourself suspended in the air, folded in half with your pussy and ass above your face. You see an upside down Tara standing in front of you. She pushes several fingers in your mouth to pry it open. You try to resist but you can't stop her and soon your mouth is wide open. A chain wraps around your head and inserts a ring gag in your mouth, preventing you from closing it. Tara smiles in satisfaction as she removes her fingers from your mouth and bends her face over yours. You see her pursing her lips and your eyes widen in horror as you understand what she's about to do. You try to move your head away but the tight grip of the chain **** you to remain still. She slowly opens her mouth and let the saliva she gathered drip from her mouth into yours. You're powerless to stop her as you feel her drool enter your mouth and coat your tongue and inner cheek. She repeats it several times as you suffer the humiliation of being forcefed her saliva. She laughs mockingly once she's done and use her finger to push all the saliva in your mouth down your throat, making you gag on her finger.

She removes her fingers from your throat and use the saliva on them to lube your pussy. She rubs it quickly, focusing alternatively on your lips and your clit. She regularly push her fingers in your mouth of them, forcing you to taste your own juices as she goes for more saliva, like a painter gathering paint. Once she deems you wet enough, she inserts two fingers in your pussy and start to finger you at a good rhythm, forcing a moan out of your opened mouth.

"I love the sounds you make pet, I can't wait to hear you cum like this" she snickers as she puts more fingers in your mouth, coating them with your saliva. You wonder if she's about to insert even more fingers in your pussy when you see her rub your exposed asshole. You do your best to plead for her not to go there but the ring gag makes your pleading unintelligible. With a bit of ****, Tara makes her finger enters your rosebud. She soon fingers both of your holes at the same speed, making you moan louder and louder. She moves around to stand behind you, the humiliating position you're in giving you a perfect view of your two holes getting fingered hard as well as Tara's mocking smile.

You feel yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm, which is intensified by Tara's fingers leaving your pussy to rub your clit fast, the finger in your ass joined by another as she continues abusing your poor backdoor. Once you're on the edge, she slow down her fingers on your clit, only giving them small rubs. She mainly focuses on the fingers in your ass and to your shame and surprise, the pleasure you feel from there is incredible.

"Are you going to cum from your ass being played with like a little slut? Yes you are, yes you are" She mocks you as her fingers piston in and out of your ass. You start nodding your head as well, **** to cum.

"Cum then you little harlot! Cum for Mistress!" She orders as she pinches your clit. With an intense scream, you cum hard, your toes curling as you squirt all over your face, the folded position you're in forcing all your juices to go directly on your face and in your mouth. Tara laughs cruelly as she keeps fingering your ass as you cum, prolonging the orgasm for as long as she can.

Once you're done cumming, the chains get looser around you and you're dropped to the floor like a piece of trash. Tara, high on the dom rush she just experienced, mockingly place her boot on your face, smearing your juices on your face with it.

"Hahahaha now that was impressive buttslut, I can't wait for Mistress Solvene to see this personally."

In her arrogance, she let you free to move and with your mind now clear from the orgasmic haze, you grab her ankles and pull her on the floor as well. You crawl on top of her to reach your sword and roll out of reach of her chains, as a whipping sound echo from just where you were lying.

With your sword once more in your hand, the magic of the ring reacts and cover your body with a bright light. When it dissipates, you're once more clothed in your armor, but the process was tiring. You stand shakily on your legs as Tara looks at you from the other side of the room, smirking evilly. You rip out the ring gag and take a fighting position once more, ready to continue.