Redwing's Fantasy

After this, Dusklord left the attic, promising to return shortly. Before he left, he showed her to a box of sex toys that looked a bit less dusty than anything else.

"Just in case you want to enjoy yourself while I am away." He grinned as she flushed red.

Then, he was gone, and Redwing was left on her own. For a few moments, didn't know quite what to do. Then, she spotted an old mirror standing by the wall, and walked over to it, the chains dragging along the ground behind her. The resistance that this created made each step a little bit hard, her clit and breasts were tugged, and her breath caught in her throat. Her skin felt warm, almost feverish. When she reached the mirror, she saw that it was coated with dust (of course!) and had to wipe her hand back and forth across its surface several times before it was clear enough for her to see herself.

She looked at herself, seeing the woman reflected in the mirror made her nervous in a way she wasn't used to. She was naked, her body totally bare except for her mask. Dusklord's chains were still connected to her, and they drove in the simple fact of her captivity. She looked at herself, as she'd never seen herself before. Her spine tingled at the sight, and she felt the heat between her legs. It was her own naked body she was seeing reflected at her, but as she had never seen it before, except perhaps in her dreams and her fantasies.

She closed her eyes, recalling the feeling of Dusklord's tongue against her womanhood, sucking on her clit until she wanted to scream even as her hands were bound above her head by the chains. She remembered the feeling of the living tendrils of darkness, probing her pussy as she was **** to kneel and blow him, the ultimate subjugation which fired her fetish like nothing had before.

Was this real? Was this actually happening? or was this just some dream she was going to wake up from? She hoped not, she really did. As terrifying as it felt, Lilly hoped that this was all real, because she wanted to feel every minute of it.

A strong desire seized her then, even though she couldn't believe what she was doing, Lilly felt herself turning around, looking back towards the box that Dusklord had indicated. She could feel a blush forming across her face as she seriously considered what she was about to do. he could be watching, there could be cameras, but... somehow that just made the idea all the more alluring. Her chains dragged behind her again as she moved to the box, opening it with a trembling hand. There were sex toys there, just as promised. They looked almost new. She guessed that Dusklord had wanted to prepare, just in case she agreed to his bargain. For as moment, her eyes lingered over the selection, before she grabbed a few egg vibrators, and a pair of handcuffs. Then, she cast her gaze around the attic, seeking a chair that she could easily move. She found one after a few moments. It was a wooden dining chair. Moving it was simplicity itself, even if it didn't seem to have been moved in decades, and a few minutes after this, Lilly was carefully positioning it in front of the mirror.

Her heart was pounding as she sat on the chair. Anticipation gently wound through her body, the wooden chair felt like a **** rack as she placed herself upon it. Her blood thundered through her ears, but her womanhood was already wet as her fingers gently stroked her mound, rubbing it with her palm, and teasing its folds with her fingers. Her eyes pressed tightly closed, enjoying the feeling. After all of this anticipation, her labia were already sensitive, and her body tingled with both sensation and anticipation as she pressed the egg vibrators into her womanhood. They felt hard between her lower lips. She had only used one of them before, but now that seemed amusingly small and safe. After all, if she really were captured by villains, it wasn't as though they'd let her choose, was it? No, they'd shove as many of them inside of her as they could, just to humiliate her and make her beg, wouldn't they?

She choose three of them. They were wireless, so she was able to sync them all to the same remote, though it took a bit of unladylike cursing as she tried to figure out how to do so. Next, her heart thundering, Lilly felt her chest, her hands running along the curve of her mounds, the feeling making her back arch, before she found the nipple piercings that Dusklord had given her, and the chains that ran from them. He hadn't bothered to let them vanish, simply keeping her as she was when they arrived. Well, she could use that now.

Hands trembling with anticipation, Lilly took the chains and wrapped the ends of the around her ankles. She tied them there, making sure each one was good and tight. Not only did it make her feel even more helpless, but now, she could tease her nipples by moving her legs back and forth.

That just left the chain that led between her legs. Lilly felt a wave of aching lust flow through her body, strong enough to make her hands shake. Her throat had gone dry now, and all thoughts of Dusklord were gone from her mind.

She took the last chain, and coiled it around her neck. Not as tightly as the others - she still wanted to be able to breath! but tightly enough that the chain went taut, tugging uncomfortably at her bud.

Then, taking the remote in one hand, and the handcuffs in the other, she crossed her arms behind the back of the wooden chair. Getting one of her wrists with the cuffs was easy, but the second one proved to be harder. She had to struggle for some minutes, as she juggled the remote, and the cuffs, but then she heard a click, and her arms were locked together. She pulled a few times, just to make sure, but they were trapped behind the back of the chair, bound by the cuffs so that she couldn't pull them free.

Now she looked at herself in the mirror again, seeing a woman bound and helpless, a superheroine brought so low she hadn't even been left with her uniform to protect her dignity. Stripped and chained, and handcuffed to a chair.

She looked into the mirror, and then clicked the remote. The vibrators started to move inside of her, causing her to shift in her seat, the cuffs restricted her movement, though. Waves of sensation washed along her pussy, and she breathed deeply, feeling herself slowly open to the growing intensity. She swallowed, trying to speak through her dry throat, imagining that there were cameras pointed at her, imagining that she was being made to look at the mirror to see what she had become.

What would her captors say if they were to place her like this? What would they order her to do? The answer was of course to spread her legs more widely, to let the whole world see her most private place. Redwing flushed vivid red, but followed their imaginary orders, stretching her legs as wide as they could go on the chair, which in turn caused the chains tied to her nipples to pull on them too, making her feel as though she was being tormented by someone off screen. As though the video was being made with the explicit purpose of humiliating her.

The vibrators hummed and buzzed away inside of her. Lilly had used one before, but three were almost overpowering. They multiplied one another, feeding and bouncing off the others, so that there was no set pattern she could anticipate, but just a wave of feeling that cascaded through her body, making her toes curl, and her nerves scream. The sound of them filled the room, or at least, filled her head, which was much the same to her at that moment.

She gazed at her pale skinned reflection, seeing how her pussy lips were engorged, how her breasts strained under the chains which held them taut. Her lower body was grinding, trying to control the feeling which was sweeping through it. She gasped, and moaned, and dug deeper into her fantasy, not even really caring where she was anymore.

"M-my name is Redwing..." She moaned, forcing herself to concentrate on the words rather than on the feelings which were assailing her body. Heat flashed through her, traced with pleasure that made her skin tingle and fizzle. The chains bound to her legs pulled on her nipples as she spread herself wider, she imagined there were people all around her, masked villains holding cameras, forcing her to confess. They were tall and masked, but cruel, she could see the mockery in their eyes as they laughed and pointed at her, throwing barbs that they knew she had no way of returning.

The mirror in front of her, she imagined, was not a mirror at all, but a screen, showing her a live recording that was going out to the world. Showing her what the world was seeing right this very moment.

She strained , pulling her legs wider, the chains toying with her nipples, making her gasp and moan, the thundering vibration between her legs made her arms go numb, the cuffs held them behind her back, so she could only sit and watch her reflection, seeing the helpless, flustered look on her face, it made her feel so hot.

"I was a hero... for New Ember City...." She gasped the words, trembling as waves of pleasure broke around her, threatening to sweep her away. The vibrators were filling her world with sensation, playing into the fantasy, she imagined the people pointing, laughing, it filled her with shame, and humiliation that the rest of the world was seeing her like this as well. "I was...ohgod...I was captured in the line of duty...ah...."

Lilly tried to **** herself to think, the powerful feeling sweeping her body threatened to snatch away her thoughts, the vibrators stole her breath, she felt her pussy tightening around them, squeezing the plastic which in turn only made it all the more intense. She heaved for air, the chains tugging and nipping at her breasts. She imagined that they were being held by her captors, who were tormenting her even as they recorded, tugging and pulling at her chest, making it so the whole world knew her new place.

"I was...ah...I was a hero but I was c-captured... oh god, um, I was captured and s-stripped naked...I was m-made to touch myself, a-and masturbate until I couldn't anymore... I was...I was used and debased....not even a-allowed to wear clothes..."

She pressed her lips tightly together as a wave of pleasure snapped through her being. The **** and speed of it took her by surprise, a ripple which danced through every fibre of her being. She threw her head back, which caused the chain to tug at her clit, the stab of pain only added to the fantasy, making her imagine that her captors were not happy with her confession.

"Ah! S-sorry! I...I'm the hero who was known as Firewing, b-but my real name is Lilly, and I...I'm sorry for all the times that I caused problems for all the villains who are watching this. To make up for it, p-please watch me orgasm until I can't anymore..."

She yanked her legs, causing the chains to whip against her breasts, the pain sparked a flash of pleasure, which swam through her upper body, at the same time, her clit was being gently but firmly **** out of its hood by the piercing as well. Lilly's body was already tense and taut, and she could feel the oncoming orgasm like a train barrelling down towards her. She imagined that this wouldn't be the end of it, though. As soon as she came from this, her captors would **** her to do other things as well, they'd touch her, and use toys on her, shock her with electricity to make her squeal and jump, they'd make her confess her last name, and share her identity with the whole world, and then, they would fuck her. Right there, in front of the cameras, they'd have their way with her as the whole world watched. Make her participate in her own humiliation, make her beg, with tears in her eyes for their touch.

Lilly came a moment later, the feeling filled her with furious passion, the strength of it stole her breath, her body twitched, the bindings holding her still as she climaxed. For a moment, she lay still, catching her breath. A flick of her finger turned off the vibrators. Then, she was able to free herself with but a twist of her-

Hmm, no, that didn't work.

Maybe the other way...?

No, not working either...

Slowly, something began to dawn on Lilly. The handcuffs were just a little bit too good. If she didn't use her power, which she had already promised not to, then there was one looming conclusion she could not escape.

She was trapped.