They tie her up, and have a little fun with her too.

Arianne lustily licks her lips. "You know what? I say we tie her up, just to be safe..."

Maybe it's the lingering effects of the fairy magic, or just her own slutty nature, but the elven spellcaster is still feeling horny, and Mira just looks so... hot.

Khala bites her own lip and slips a finger down her naked body to her aching, wet pussy. "Mmmmm... I agree."

Mira is taken aback at her comrades outrageous (but sexy) betrayal. "You guys! I'm innocent!" She says with a pout and a whine.

"Don't worry," Khala says as she moves in on the nude warrior and starts to sensually run her hands over the human's vulnerable body. "I'm sure we'll get to the... bottom... of this..."

Mira involuntarily moans in pleasure as the saucy thief slips a finger into her asshole, causing her to tremble and moan.

"Ooooooo... H-hey g-get out of *MMMMmmm* get out of *oooooo* of there..." Mira whimpers as Khala continues to finger her tight little hole.

Khala starts to sloppily kiss and lick Mira as Arianne and Bluebelle look on.

Arianne starts playing with her own needy hole as she watches the slutty display.

"Hey!" Bluebelle interrupts, causing the other three to momentarily stop. "Go get some vines!"

Khala reluctantly stops, illiciting a whimper from Mira and Arianne too.

"It was just getting good..." Arianne objects as she and Khala start looking for suitable binding materials.

Mira sits there, flustered and frustrated as Bluebelle scowls at her.

"W-what?" Mira objects as she tries to shield herself.

Arianne and Khala soon return with a handful of leafy vines. Both of them have pussy juice dripping down their thighs and lips. Apparently they were doing more than just looking for vines...

"I'll do the front!" Arianne eagerly volunteers as she kneels in front of Mira.

The elf starts by running a vine along Mira's needy cunt, taking extra care to rub it across her hard, erect it clit.

Khala is busy binding the warrior's wrists behind her back, ensuring Mira's bare nipples stay exposed to the air.

The human moans and shakes as her companions taunt and tease her, ensuring she is weak and pliable by the time they finish tiying her up.

"That's enough..." Arianne says as she steps away.

The elf and Khala look at their handiwork.

Mira stands there, panting, her hair disheveled and in her red face. A series of vines and leaves criss-coss her exposed breasts, winding down her belly, in between her legs, and then back up the crack of her ass and up to her wrists.

The blonde beauty's naughty juices dribble down her thighs as she moans and whimpers.

"Now what?" Khala asks Bluebelle.