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Chapter 5 by Rowenar Rowenar

Does he have any last surprises to spring?

She'll be restrained

And then it got worse.

“Oh, no, we can’t have that,” Mxyzptlk said. “Arms back.”

Before she could tell him to go screw himself, she felt her arms move of their own accord. Damn omnipotence; in seconds she’d gone from maintaining some level of decency to baring her pussy and her tits, and-

There was a click and the feel of cool metal.

“You can’t be serious,” Alex said flatly. Handcuffs?! “I’m not going to go run around the city like this for your amusement.”

“Who said run?” Mxyzptlk said. He smiled, and Alex felt dread pool in her stomach.

That time she felt cool metal around her ankles rather than her wrists; she looked down and her eyes widened.

The chain between those manacles wasn’t much longer than the handcuffs; she squirmed on the spot, almost falling over from the limited motion.

No covering herself, and on top of that she could barely walk like this, barely move anywhere.

“Please don’t do this,” Alex said.

Desperation overwhelmed her dignity. She hated begging but fuck, she was not going to end up naked in front of the city, she just wasn’t.

She strained against her handcuffs, cheeks burning brighter as the air caressed her bare tits. Barely anyone even in her personal life has seen them, she couldn’t just show them to the city.

“Please,” Alex said, hating the whimper that escaped her lips.

Mxyzptlk sighed, waving a hand; Alex felt a surge of relief-

Only for it to be replaced by disappointment when, instead of freedom, she felt a gag fasten itself around her head. A ball in her mouth, giving her no way to speak without it coming out as a garbled mess, and a secure strap around her, fastening under her hair.

She tried to say something; it was just muffled, incoherent.

“Much better,” Mxyzptlk said.

He waved his hand; Alex found herself being pushed back as though by some tremendous wind, stumbling out back into the street. She shrieked, even the sound of that muffled by her gag, straining futilely and failing to cover herself.

She tried to move for the alley, for the vague cover it provided, and instead just stumbled. She could barely walk with those cuffs around her ankles.

Feeling thoroughly humiliated, Alex struggled. She could just about make it a step, but it was such a small step, not helped by how she trembled. Oh god, this couldn’t be happening.

People could see her, and there was nothing she could do.

What happens?

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