Summons something…wicked

The witch continued to pace around her captive, sensually tracing her finger across Christina’s naked body. “What to do with you, I wonder?” She asked herself aloud before stopping and smiling. “Oh, I have an idea. Its been a while since I’ve paid him tribute.” Christina gave a nervous grimace as the mage walked towards a bookshelf and pulled out a large, leathery tome. She spent a minute or two leafing through it, muttering to herself, while Christina uselessly squirmed in her bondage. Her ankles were still free, allowing her to slowly shuffle her way to the door, but when she got a foot or so away she felt some strong tension behind her. Looking behind her she could see a coil of rope going from her body to a ring on the ground, tying her off in place.

Serene, Christina’s captor, lazily looked up from her book as she heard the warrior squirm. “Be a good girl and stay still,” she ordered before returning to her book. A few minutes later she looked up at Christina and smiled. “Found it, my darling,” she said as she walked back over to the redhead. “You’ll love this. Well, I have a feeling that you won’t, but *he* will love it.” She laughed as she got to work as Christina helplessly watched.

Serene took out some chalk and squatted down on the floor a few feet from Christina. A horrible squeaking sound filled the room as the witch started to draw out a circle, about three feet or so in diameter. She took her time with her drawing, meticulously sketching out small, detailed runes outlining the circle. She furrowed her brow a few minutes later as Christina started to protest and threaten the witch. “You’re going to pay when I get out of here, you hear me! Let me go right th-MPPHHH”. Something large and rubbery, a ball-gag, suddenly materialized in Christina’s mouth, its strap locking behind the warrior’s head. “Be quiet and let me concentrate, slut,” Serene ordered before returning to her work.

The witch continued in silence for a few more minutes before finally standing up, her circle complete. She opened a book and raised her hand above the circle as she started to mutter a spell. The room seemed to grow darker as the circle’s outline and runes began to glow a bright, pink light. Magical energies were flowing through the circle and up to the witch’s hand as she got deeper into the spell.The interior of the circle turned black, as if it was a deep, thick pool of goo. Finally something emerged.

Christina’s eyes went wide in fright as a long, slimy tentacle emerged from the circle, the appendage of some sort of foul monster. More tentacles followed in till over a dozen had entered their realm. They stood in the air, thrashing about, reminding Christina of seaweed fluttering in the ocean’s waves. She felt her knees grow weak with fear…along with an increasingly shameful feeling of arousal. She knew that she was in peril and there was nothing she could do about it.

Finally Serene ended her chanting, slamming the book and smiling at Christina. “I brought you a new toy,” she said to the tentacles, before waving her hand. The tentacles leaned back and shot towards the warrior with surprising speed.