Cassia in silver chains

"MMngnh!" Her moan draws your immediate attention, and you see that instead of lying peacefully on the soft blankets both her wrists and one slender ankle are encircled with silver bands that are stretching her limbs out obscenely. A fourth silver coil is snaking towards her last flailing limb and a bewildered Cassie is slowly waking to her predicament. "Adonis! Help me!" What makes the situation even more obscene is that somehow, every last stitch of clothing has been removed from Cassia's body and she is writhing completely naked on that great bed. Even though you hesitate for less than a blink of an eye by the time you reach the bed, the last animated coil has snared her free ankle and is slowly drawing it tight with a clicking sound from inside the bed.

"Please, Adonis..." Cassia's voice falters as she sees you looking at her. You try to conceal the lust that has been gnawing at you since you've entered this underground city but judging by the way the young cleric's eyes widen in alarm, you must have fallen short of your goal. She bites her lower lip, and her eyes shift unable to meet your gaze. Especially, because the last time she saw you, you were rutting like an animal with two demons in their tempting female form.

As much as you'd like to, you cannot forget how your recent encounter with the three chained demons ended with your cock deep inside first the fat-titted blonde and then that slim virgin who wiggled and squirmed impaled on your cock. You can understand Cassia's concern; you want nothing more than to feel her tight cunt forced open by your throbbing meat. To make matters worse, it seems that Cassia is also fighting this eyry sensation of desire that permeates these dark tunnels.

She moans softly and her pelvis rocks invitingly when you sit by her side. You cannot understand her muttered moaning as you run your fingers along the soft skin of her lower leg below where her quilted pads end, but it doesn't sound like is protesting. You wonder if Cassia, like you, is imagining what a man might do to her vulnerable figure tied down and stretched open.

You have to free this innocent cleric before you fail her again, but how? The silver chains look like serpentine tentacles with fine glistening scales and magical to boot. How could you ever hope to loosen those thick bonds that have tightened around her limbs. Possibly by force, several sharp blows with your excavating tool might hack through the hard metal coils, but not if they were protected like everything else in this room.

"Adonis, please do something." Cassia blushes sweetly and her eyes meat yours wildly as she stammers, "A-a-anything, p-please."