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Chapter 7 by Rowenar Rowenar

What punishment do they have in mind?

Taking her with them

“Draw it out,” Nora said. Her eyes lit up. “Take her with us. Get the people we’ve got to deal with deal with her instead of me.”

Sara’s eyes went wide, straining against the magical grip of Damien Darhk.

“Excellent thought, dear,” Damien said. He turned. As he and Nora moved, Sara was dragged along behind them, feet being pulled along the ground.

Sara shivered in the cool air, flushing deeper as her nipples hardened from the cold.

She eyed her two captors, wishing she could move freely. Instead she was taken with them into a nearby building where they’d apparently stored something.

Her gaze drifted to Nora. Nora still shifted awkwardly, still embarrassed by her own nudity. She’d returned her hands to covering herself, letting Damien take over using magic to keep Sara pinned in place.

Sara too was squirming, or would have if she could move. Her arms were outstretched, leaving herself entirely exposed, every inch of her rather eye-catching. She flushed when a distant passer-by glimpsed her a moment before they went inside.

Still, she looked back to Nora. Though Nora might have been trying to conceal her front from her father, she’d missed a spot.

“Nice ass,” Sara said, never one to miss a chance to antagonise her enemies.

Nora whirled around suddenly, her blush matched with her glare. Sara tensed-

“Later,” Damien said. “Once we’re out of here.”

“Right,” Nora said. She slowed, moving to a drawer; she pulled out what looked like an ordinary rock, ensuring she faced away from everyone so that moment of exposure wasn’t so clear.

She was still flushed as she had to turn around, one arm over her tits while the other was stretched out in front of her, holding the stone. It shone brighter for a moment, shaking-

Nora flushed scarlet as she had to use her other hand to steady it, baring her chest fully, along with her pussy. Sara made sure to obviously look at her, memorising every inch of the woman as much for personal benefit as to annoy her.

Nora shook a little from self-consciousness, before the light from the stone flared and enveloped them.

And then they were no longer in the same place. More than likely, they weren’t in the same time.

Quickly, relieved, Nora passed the stone to her father and swiftly returned to trying to cover her lithe form with her hands, plainly more flustered than she wanted to be when looking at Sara.

Not that Sara was faring much better. She had a little more skill at keeping a poker face, but she was still red, still uncomfortable with the person she hated most and a stranger getting an unobstructed view of her nudity.

But no matter how he tried, she couldn’t manage to cover herself.

Damien’s magical grip tightened; she found herself turning on the spot, flushing as she was displayed as her ass faced them.

“So, you want to expose her?” he said to Nora. “Which side do you think’s more eye-catching? I can’t choose.”

Sara’s cheeks flamed, any witty retort lost in the humiliation of being ogled and sized up.

“I want to keep her for a while,” Nora said, tone still venomous. “We can show everything, eventually. Tie her to a chair. After what she did, how many people have seen…”

Nora’s voice trailed off for a moment, her own remembered embarrassment briefly overpowering her anger.

“It’s only fair we get to expose her in turn,” Nora said.

Sara’s struggles remained just as vain as she was pushed back, against a chair. Nora approached with rope; she must have learned from her father how to tie knots, the bonds easily the superior of any Sara had practised with in the League.

Her arms were tied to the arm of the chair, ensuring her boobs were still on display. Then, with a rather vengeful glare, Nora parted Sara’s legs and bound each ankle to a different chair leg, making sure her cunt was visible too.

Sara wriggled as soon as she felt the magical bindings lessen, desperately trying to reclaim even the slightest bit of modesty. She failed.

“Get used to it,” Nora said softly. “I had to go years without anything, You… I want to pack as much into the next few weeks as I can.”

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