You make it stop

Cassia's harsh whisper breaks the almost hypnotic grip that the magic window has cast over you and with a **** twist that turns the knob all the way to one end the window goes blank. As you twisted the knob you see more images of naked men and women being abused by the demon overlords of the undercity, the window flashes from one scene to the next so quickly that you could not give any details but you are left feeling a disturbing mixture of nausea and arousal. At your side, your guide looks as troubled as you and when the window goes black she breathes a audible sigh of relief.

"Thank-you Adonis." She presses her soft form against your back clinging to your shoulder. With this new and pleasant distraction the tightness in your gut abates but your arousal grows even stronger, it is impossible to ignore the warmth of her body as it rests on your back. Especially after the erotic views from the enchanted window the urge to take her in your arms and carry her to the bed is hard to ignore, but what you both need now more than anything else is some rest before you face the undercity again.

"Yeah, sure." The words are as abrupt as your rise to your feet that almost spills Cassia onto the floor. "You get some sleep," pointing to the bed. "I'll keep watch."

You turn away as she obediently moves to the large circular bed on the far side of the room; just seeing her sweet body might be enough to send you over the edge. Your fists clench by your side as you pace between the sealed door and the couch that you vacated so hurriedly, the memory of her hot sex gripping your cock is foremost in your mind. You try to ignore the sounds of her moving to the great bed but in the silence of the subterranean chamber you can hear every single movement. Cassia sitting on the bed, taking off her shoes, laying down on the bed and the rustle of the bedding as she stretches out on the round mattress. As soon as you hear the sheets cover her form it will be safe to -

"Aighh!" Her shriek draws your immediate attention and you see that instead of lying safely covered under a layer of soft blankets both her wrists and an ankle are encircled with silver bands that are stretching her limbs out obscenely. A forth silver coil is snaking towards her last flailing limb. "Adonis! Help me!" 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 ankle and is slowly drawing it tight with a clicking sound from inside the bed.

Cassia has a look of stunned surprise on her face as she struggles weakly to pull free. Other than the fact that she is wearing the quilted padding instead of a sheet of laminated gold, she looks remarkably like the sacrifice who had been stretched out on the Demon's stone alter. In spite of the seriousness of her position, you feel that reoccurring urge to take Cassia again. Perhaps it is the aura of the Demon chamber, or the scenes of helpless women being ravaged by the Lords of this city but her helplessness only adds to the need you feel to use her for your pleasure.

"Adonis..." her breathing is rapid and shallow and she bites her lower lip perhaps to stop it from trembling, "Oh please ... Adonis, help me!"