Kagha gets equipment and a makeover

Wyll disapproved. Shadowheart disapproved. Gale disapproved. Even Astarion disapproved. But, in the end, Tav was the leader and they listened to her.

Kagha stood in the middle of the camp, naked, held in her magic binds, just as she was when she arrived from the Grove. "Let me free, or I swear I will kill each and every one of you!" If only she had Teela next to her. But the tiefling bard stood in front of her, amused, moved her hand and sang a slow chant.

The grip of the holding spell came out of nowhere. Kagha felt completely paralyzed as the arcane signs floated around her, keeping her upright, with her legs spread and her arms tied behind her back. She couldn't move. She couldn't talk. Only her eyes drifted from one party member to another. "You are ..." the one named Tav said " ... a truly magnificent woman." Her fingers slid to caress Kagha's bushy mound, causing the wood elf to want to pull back. Not that she could.

The party was staring in disapproval as Tav fondled the captive. Then they stared in disapproval as Tav brought in a bowl, a barber kit, and a towel, placing them on the ground. "I'd never thought I had a reason to carry those with me." Tav's comment caused a little laughter, helping dispel the tension, as lather was applied to Kagha's mound. Within minutes, all the bushy hair was gone, leaving her pussy smooth and slick. In a true show of dexterity, the skin wasn't nicked even a bit, although Astarion insisted to clean the razor himself. The humiliation was too much for Kagha to bear.

A dog collar was placed around the former's Archdruid's neck, and Kagha felt her mind become foggy, finding it almost impossible to concentrate. "The Collar of Confusion." mused Tav. "I always wondered how that one works." She gestured at Gale, inviting him put his arcane lock on the item. Even the slightest attempt to get her mind together made Kagha nauseous. "This should keep you from getting any dangerous ideas. Like escaping, or plotting." The collar drained Kagha's intelligence and wisdom, leaving her strangely and unpleasantly empty-headed.

"But we can't watch her all the time!" Lae'zel was making trouble as usual. Karlach grinned and raised her hand. "I can keep an eye on her!" "Be careful not to burn her down." Karlach sulked at Gale's reply, while the tiefling reached out in her bag, a small sphere popping out, flying toward the captive. "Look what I brought from Grymforge." "A scrying eye!" Gale was impressed.

Tav smiled. "She'll always be under watch. Day and night. And if she strays away ..." The scrying eye's call alerted the whole party. Tav took Kagha's face in her hands. "And this is a special scrying eye. It's not just observing ... If she makes the slightest attempt at attacking us, casting a spell, running ... or taking off her collar...." The psychic blast ripped through Kagha's brain, causing her to bend in the wake of the terrible **** on her mind.

The holding spell faded, and Kagha dropped on her knees, looking down at her shaved pussy. Her arms were still pinned behind her back and she felt extremely ****, but suddenly she found her arms free. "No need to keep her tied anymore." Tav pulled out a jar, the tadpole swimming in the brine. "She can't escape, and if she wants to make things worse ... we'll make them worse." Kagha shuddered, trying to cover her breasts and pussy the best as she could. "Please don't do that ..." "I will, if you make me. This will ensure your absolute obedience." Tav's words were unusually sharp for a bard.

Wyll disapproved. Shadowheart disapproved. Gale disapproved. Even Astarion disapproved. But, in the end, Tav was the leader and they listened to her.

The bard pulled out her harp and played a chord. "Now, let's see where *this* story is going ... There's someone I'd like her to meet."