Keep going, the day has just begun

She would continue. She had Xena to do with as she pleased and she wanted to hear the mighty warrior princes moan in ecstasy, wail in frustration, and beg for release. And if luck holds, she might hear all this today. She focused her spell once more on the bound woman before her and started to trap Xena's mind in a new form of ****.

When Xena regained consciousness, she was still restrained. This time she stood in the middle of a small room, her arms raised above her head to the ceiling, and her legs were spread far apart. A small trickle of semen dripped down from her pussy, the result of her previous ordeal. And an unusually large ring gag was keeping her mouth open.

She tried to test her bonds, but once again found them secure, and impossible to break out of. Trying to look around, she was surrounded by darkness. The only piece of furniture was a shelf against the wall that was exactly at eye height. A small candle was burning in the centre of it, giving just enough light for the shelf, but keeping the rest of the room in the dark.

A door opened and she turned her head, trying to see behind her, but the way she was bound made it impossible to turn her head far enough. Not that it mattered, all she could see around her was darkness. Suddenly a large hand roughly squeezed her ass. This lasted a good while, the hand alternating between her ass cheeks until the owner decided her ass had gotten enough gentle attention. A loud slap rang through the cell and Xena felt the sting of the hand against her ass. Again it sounded, this time against the other. This repeated a few times. Each hit made her body rock from the blow. Xena was successful in keeping quiet, and that was a small victory, but when the hitting stopped and the groping resumed, she realised that her ass was very sensitive.

'Nice ass you have. Nice and firm.'

A deep voice sounded from the darkness, and at the same time, the hand groping her ass started to trail it's way upwards along her spine.

'When one of my men interrupted me telling me they had captured the mighty Xena I was of course sceptical. But imagine my surprise when he was right.'

The hand had reached the top of her back and moved to the front, where it eagerly, and expertly, started to fondle one of her breasts. Soon a second hand would latch on to her other breast and for a long time her big sensitive breasts where being played with. When her captor got bored of that, he shifted his attention to her nipples, focusing entirely on them. He started with simple stroking, but soon added pinching and pulling to the mix. To Xena's horror, the experienced way she was teased had the result of her body becoming aroused. Her nipples had become hard and stood out prominently.

'Hmmm, nice tits too. And you're very responsive. You will make an excellent ****.'

When she heard that her anger returned and she started to twist and pull on her bonds, all the while making unintelligible sounds of rage. Normally that would frighten most people, Xena was after all a renowned warrior. But right now she was bound wide open for anyone to see. Her hard nipples were betraying her growing arousal. To make matters worse, the ring in her mouth made swallowing difficult. A strand of saliva was hanging from her chin, and occasionally drops would fall off and onto her ample bosom.

'Yes, I'm sure you object. And I can assure you that your objection is noted, and ignored.'

One of the hands stopped playing with a nipple and grabbed the underside of Xena's chin, forcing her head up and back. A bowl was held in front of her face and Xena was powerless as the contents were slowly and carefully poured into her mouth. When that was done, the hands released her and she was once again alone, surrounded by darkness. She saw a large form move in front of her and placed something on the shelf. When the form disappeared into the darkness, she saw that it was two hourglasses. One large, the other small by comparison. Both were running, but if she would guess it would take a while before the small one was empty, and the large one would take at least ten times that long. Strangely though, nothing was visible in the top half of the large glass.

'I have to leave now, but I'll return when the large hourglass is empty. I left you something to keep you busy. It starts working when the small glass is empty, but you might get a clue before that. When I get back, we will see where your priorities lie. And believe me, you will beg me to fuck you. You will beg long before I return. And you will beg shamelessly.'

Xena heard the door once again opening, and she was now alone, fighting to get her body back under control. The small hourglass had used almost half it's sand when she realised something: Her struggle to contain her arousal was not showing results. In fact, it was getting worse. Her ass was burning from the repeated slapping she received, and it now felt like hundreds of little pins were constantly stinging her. Her breasts and nipples were always sensitive, but now it was so much worse. Every inch of her large breasts where sending impulses to her, telling her that the wanted to be touched. In a moment of weakness, she tried to grab her breasts, wanting to give them the attention they asked for, but her hands were tied securely above her head.

Her nipples had become even harder than they already were, and like her breasts, they send an ever-increasing signal to her that the wanted to be touched, to be pinched, to be pleasured. Her body was getting hot. A warmth she knew that was born of lust, not heat.

Xena struggled with all her might to break free of her bonds. She needed relief, she had to satisfy the urges of her body. For a while the creaking of the ropes where the only sound in the room. When she gave up on escaping Xena hang panting in her bonds. All that time the ring kept her mouth open, and a slow drip of saliva ran from the top of her chest, over and between her breasts down to her stomach. A heat had formed inside her pussy, like her breasts and nipples it was constantly sending impulses to Xena: it wanted to be pleasured, it wanted a cock.

Xena's sounds of rage, filled the little cell as she slowly came to terms with her predicament. Her body was overcome by sexual desire, and it was assaulting her mind, slowly breaking her resistance. And she was powerless to do anything about it. As the small hourglass slowly emptied itself the sensations and desire coursing through Xena's body increased and increased. A thin layer of sweat had coated her body, and it mixed with the saliva dripping from her mouth, and the juices leaking from her pussy.

Occasionally she would try to break free, but her attempts were always in vain. Eventually, the feelings stopped increasing and stayed at its current unbearable hight. Xena looked over to the shelf and saw that the small hourglass had emptied itself. Not much later, the candle had reached the end of its wick. It sputtered for a few seconds before it went out, leaving Xena in complete darkness.

Complete darkness except for one thing, but it did not give enough light to see by. The previously unseen contents of the large hourglass were glowing with a soft green hue. It was not sand, but a strange thick oil-like substance. It was now the only thing visible in the darkness and to Xena's horror, she was right about her guess. The small glass could fit at least ten times into this one.

Xena struggled in despair as she remembered the words from the stranger " I'll return when the large hourglass is empty." For the first time in many years, Xena was afraid. She feared for her sanity, already she was losing her self control. She feared for her pride, who knew what state she would be in when the man returned. And she feared what she would do or agree to when the desire and need would finally overcome her.

The hourglass slowly counted down the time as Xena fought a slowly losing battle against a powerful aphrodisiac and her own desires. And being surrounded by darkness, Xena was painfully aware of her body's desires, and the fact that she could not satisfy them.