Lynn has been such a good girl she deserves two pets.

"That's true, the game rules don't seem to apply to me" you reply wondering what she has in mind. She does seem to have a deep seated hatred of both women due to associations with her school days and you are slightly concerned at what she could have planned but you are hardly in a position to understand the motivations of the living.

"First let's strip her, that was your original plan after all" Lynn suggests cheerfully. The two of you slowly, carefully move her weapons away from Annie the cleric of Anari and then undo the buckles of her armour. Lynn sings a sweet lullaby to the sleeping woman as she deftly removes her chainmail vest, the cleric stirs and moves in her sleep but is soothed by Lynn's angelic singing. The leg greaves are easier and you patiently remove those as well. Once the armour is removed the cleric is now only wearing a simple brown tunic with matching trousers and you assume her underwear.

Carefully, quietly, gently Lynn ties the clerics wrists and ankles together, the knots are well practised. All in all you get the impression she's done something similar to this before. You and Lynn move back up the tunnel to fetch Sara leaving Jack to guard your bound prisoner. Sure you could have gone on your own and commanded the skeletons to carry Sara back to the fire but you didn't quite trust Lynn alone with the cleric, collar or not.

It's a relatively short walk back up the tunnel and you find Sara awake but still bound, when she sees you both she starts screaming but the gag stiffles her voice.
"Its the present I've always wanted" Lynn declares excitedly clapping her hands.
You order two of the skeletons to carry her wriggling protesting bound body. The third carries her equipment which you didn't bother to keep in your rucksack.

Lynn is positively bouncing with excitement by the time you both return to the campfire. Annie the cleric is still tied up and asleep by the fire, she seems to be an exceptionally heavy sleeper or is faking it.

"Please Skeletor, let me play with them, if you do this I will be eternally in your debt. Not just your ally or collared ****, I will willingly be your faithful servant" Lynn pleads.

You don't quite believe her since words are cheap but answer to her "Very well Lynn, you have my permission do as you will but know that I will forever be watching you and any betrayal will be dealt with swiftly and severely. Remember, I am not bound by the games rules."
"You know I like to be watched" Lynn replies grinning at you. You sit by the fire with Jack by your side as you watch events unfold, you keep one eye on the still apparently sleeping cleric but are curious as to how vindictive Lynn could be.

The skeletons place Sara on her feet before Lynn and then at your command they move to stand away from the fire to their preferred darkness. Despite her hands being tied behind her back Sara has a defiant look in her eye as Lynn circles her bound captive. Lynn slaps Sara's face with a stinging blow but she doesn't cry out and stares through tears into her tormentors eyes.
"Not so long ago you used to pay me a silver coin to watch me masturbate" Lynn slowly lowers her hood to let Sara see her face clearly for the first time. Sara gives a little sob as she realises how much of a predicament she is truly in. Lynn unties her own robe and let's it slip to the floor. She removes her top revealing a purple bra underneath, her breasts are pushed up by the bra, they are a pleasant size, probably about a B cup. She slips the trousers down her toned legs to show the matching purple thong she is wearing. You vaguely wonder why anyone would wear a thong to a crypt or how you have the ability to judge bra sizes but it must just be part of the game.

You take in Lynn's figure for the first time and it was as you had guessed earlier, Lynn has an athletic figure naturally proportioned. Her ass is taut, the type a woman gets when she exercises regularly, her whole body is toned like she does yoga everyday. For the first time since awakening you regret your undeath, you might not have a circulatory system or a penis but you'd still love to fuck her. Lynn's brunette hair flows down her back, her face pleasant with olive skin, small nose, full lips and large almond eyes which had a fire of passion in them.

"You still like what you see don't you Sara, how many times did you call me a slut as you paid to watch me? Let's see how you like it." Lynn takes a dagger and cuts away the captured mages robes to reveal that Sara is wearing nothing underneath.

Although they are both of a similar height and background Sara's body is plumper and curvier than Lynn's, you would guess from a more sedate lifestyle, perhaps the mage had just been more studious than her assailant. Sara's ass is fuller and rounder, her hips wider, her breasts are much fuller and likely a double D. Her blonde hair is cut to shoulder length but tied back in a ponytail, her face is quite plain, pretty but not stunning and her eyes are the blue colour of the sky on a calm day.

"I knew it, you're nothing but a hypocrite. You call me a slut but are ready to expose yourself to anyone at anytime. All that time you played the good little girl but scratch the surface and you're just a slut" Lynn mocks as she circles her prey letting her hand trail across Sara's body as she does so.

Sara's defiant look has turned to panic as Lynn stands behind her, Lynn's hands rub Sara's ass and then move forward to cup her breasts "I think all those times you bullied me, all those times you called me names you were just jealous. You wanted to do what I did, you wished you were me, you wanted to join me in putting on a display but you were too insecure."

Lynn's hand moved slowly down from Sara's breast to her stomach "Let's see if I'm right."