Lezdom storytime

Morgana carefully observes her surroundings as Lucrezia leads her through the dungeon, mentally noting anything that might help her escape when the time is right. Layout, sharp objects which could cut through bindings, carpets soft enough to mask the sound of her stiletto heels, places she might hide items in preparation - all of it rushed through the Sorceresses mind as she mentally examined every possibility for making her captivity as brief as possible.

Her planning was interrupted when the pair reached their destination - a luxurious bedchamber. Lucrezia tugs the leash, playfully yet firm enough that the bound sorceress is forced to stumble a few steps closer to her captor. The vibrator in Morganas pussy buzzes quietly away as Lucrezia runs a single dainty finger down the the helpless womans waist, slowly tracing its way down until she feels the wetness between her legs. With a wicked grin, the succubus holds up her moistened finger and coos "Someone is having fun! Maybe you let me win because you wanted this all along..."

Morganas eyes narrow into an icy glare at this, and she squirms angrily against the restraints to little effect. Her firm breasts jiggle from the activity, and Lucrezia chuckles then smugly whispers "So feisty! A pet who can look this mean while drooling all over herself is going to be so cute." The vibrator begins to buzz a little louder, and Morgana blushes red when the sensations make her unable to suppress an ecstatic moan.

Lucrezias eyes twinkle with triumph before her expression softens with mock sympathy. "Awww, it's not so bad, sweetie" she teases with a smooth, sultry voice as she caresses Morganas cheek "You'll get used to being my cute little pet in no time." Morgana attempts a retort, but the gag renders it unintelligible. As she attempts to speak, Lucrezias tail wraps around her legs and the succubus gives a quick push, sending her toppling onto the bed with a surprised "MMPH!". Licking her lips, Lucrezia happily muses "Now, how shall I welcome you to your new home..."

Morgana sits atop Lucrezias lap, squirming ever so softly against her restraints as the vibrator inside her continues its dull buzz, amplifying every touch into a maelstrom of sensation. She smiles a little as her captor lifts the final morsel to Morganas mouth, popping the tiny yet delicious pork bun in and stroking her thigh as she chews it. After she swallows, Lucrezias hand slithers up to caress her naked breast, delicate fingers softly squeezing the nipple just enough to hint at the possibility of a more painful squeeze. Morgana feels the succubus's hot breath on her ear as her sultry voice whispers softly "Now, what does a good pet say after finishing her meal?"

Suppressing the urge to roll her eyes, Morgana simpers back "Please put my gag back in my naughty mouth, Mistress" and opens her mouth wide, dreams and plans for escape rushing through her mind as she awaits the infuriating device. Beaming at this display of submission, Lucrezia lifts up the spreader gag from the table and gives it a sensual lick before sliding it into the sorceresses waiting mouth. After fitting the rubber pads snugly onto her molars, she deftly adjusts the ratchet. Each click locks Morganas jaw ever so slightly wider, flooding her with intense feelings of exposure and vulnerability.

Lucrezia then holds up a small mirror at arms length, her luscious lips curling into an insufferable smirk on her face as she shows her captive how she now appears. Morganas heart sinks a little at the sight - the dopey looking open mouth expression enforced by the gag, the mascara running down around her bright blue eyes, the errant strands of hair her restrained hands cannot brush away and, of course, the intolerable smugness of the demoness beside her - the proud sorceress appears reduced to an utterly helpless damsel in distress.

A moment later, Morganas resolve recovers. While she hasn't quite figured out how yet, she remains determined to escape this humiliation. She forces herself to emit a cheerful "Mmmph!" and nod a little, hoping this display of obedience will keep her intentions hidden.

Lucrezia had been uncharacteristically considerate the whole morning. Preparing a delicious breakfast, washing aand massaging Morganas body to relieve so much of the tension inflicted by prolonged bondage, skillfully fixing up her hair and makeup - even allowing the captive sorceress to remain ungagged until well past noon. When the succubus finally paused this pampering to look expectantly at her, Morgana was so overwhelmed that didn't even hesitate to make the infuriating request once more. "Please, mistress, may I have your gag in my naughty mouth?"

"Of course, sweetie!" Lucrezia eagerly replied, quickly fitting the spreader gag and adjusting the ratchet until Morganas mouth was wide open and the now familiar but always exasperating trickle of saliva returned. "I've been preparing you for a big surprise - we're going to a ball!" The succubus grew ever more smug as Morganas eyes widened with horror, grining wickedly at the protesting "MMMMMPH!". Running a finger along the now struggling womans cheek, she continued "You've been out of the public eye for a while now, I'm sure everyone will be eager to see what has become of the great sorceress Morgana."

Somehow, this prospect terrified Morgana more than all the humiliations and indignities she had already endured. Amused by the reaction her words had created, the demoness cooed softly "Awwww, don't worry sweetie, I'm sure a cute pet like you will make a wonderful impression." With that, she turned and begun to walk to her carriage, cheerfully tugging on the leash to pull her sullen plaything behind her. As she trudged along, a realization hit Morgana - what kind of ball would invite a demon?

Morgana carefully picked up the knife with her mouth, managing to lift it by gripping the handle between her tongue and teeth despite the gag holding her mouth open. Placing it down at the edge of the table, she then awkwardly shoved some heavy books on top of it with her shoulder. Poking it a little to ensure that it was securely wedged in place, her eyes lit up with satisfaction when it didn't budge. All the humiliations she had endured, ever time she had swallowed her pride and begged Lucrezia to gag or spank her - all of those displays of submission had paid off, and the Succubus was so confident of her pets obedience that she had forgot to tie Morganas leash to a bedpost when she left the tower on some errand.

Patiently, the sorceress rubbed the strap holding her armbinder in place against the blade, slowly yet surely sawing through the restraint. With her arms pinned tight behind her back, it was a clumsy task but eventually her perseverance paid off and the strap snapped loose. Squatting down with the leather monoglove pressed against the wall, she pressed one of her stiletto heels to hold it in place then slowly rose up, squirming and shaking her arms to wiggle them free. After the armbinder fell away, she happily stretched out her arms, easing away the tension in her shoulders and cheerfully watching her fingers move freely in front of her for the first time in weeks. Next, she removed the gag, massaging her jaw a little to work away the discomfort before wiping away that infuriating trickle of saliva on her chin. Relief welled inside her as she undid the shock collar and threw the nasty device to the ground, and finally she removed the last tool of Lucrezias domination - the still softly buzzing vibrator inside her.

After a brief moment luxuriating in her newfound freedom, Morgana whispered an incantation, hands gracefully tracing glowing sigils into the air as she weaved her spell. She seemed to fade slightly, blending into the shadows with preternatural stealth as the magic took effect. Now, one last decision awaited - would she sneak out of the tower and simply escape, or lurk here to ambush her captor and extract some long fantasized revenge?

Morganas sweat ran cold as the axe head came through the door. A dainty gloved hand poked through the breach, fingers moving sensuously as they quickly unlocked the door. High, cruel laughter rang through as the door swung open and Lucrezia strode into the room. The sight was as beautiful as it was fearsome - from the succubus's green eyes blazing with eldritch power to the unholy flame rising from her crimson flesh, the extravagent black dress contrasting with her impeccably done white hair - all of it formed an otherworldly spectacle. "I've come to bring you back where you belong, pet." She pulled the shock collar from her bag, caressing it for a moment before tossing it at Morganas feet. The succubus licked her lips before delivering her ultimatum in a menacingly sweet tone: "If you put your collar on right now then beg me to discipline you, I'll even consider being gentle."

Fighting to control the rising panic, the sorceress desperately chanted the incantation she had paid that drunken priest to teach her. She was unsure if such righteous magic would work for a practitioner of the dark arts, but her own spellcraft had proven insufficient to stop the demon and she was rapidly running out of options. She was almost as surprised as Lucrezia when the room was suddenly bathed in golden light, the holy sigils she had concealed now ablaze. After the initial shock, the succubus's delicate face contorted with bestail rage as she roared "You think these wretched tricks can stop me!?" Tracing malign runes into the air with her finger, the demon continued in a smouldering whisper "It won't take me long to break through this pathetic farce, then you will suffer torment beyond nightmares."

A cold gleam in her eye, Morgana replied. "It doesn't need to stop you. Just hold you long enough for an exorcism." Rage and pride drained from the demons face as she heard the banishing chant begin - the sorceress knew the correct ritual. Dropping to her knees in a panic, Lucrezia begun to beg. "Please, I can't go back to the abyss" she blubbered, tears streaming from her eyes as she whimpered "I'll do anything you ask, I'll be your servant, your slave, your pet, just have mercy." Morgana was unable to supress a chuckle when she heard 'pet', the thought of seeing her former tormentor squirming in her own restraints holding an undeniable appeal.

Somehow, she was now almost feeling sorry for the demon. Tossing the shock collar back to Lucrezia, she replied "Well, you did have a lot to say about how a good pet should behave - maybe it's time for you to show me..." Hesitantly, the demoness clicked the device around her neck, tears drying a little as she looked up at Morgana. "And I don't recall getting to wear a dress back when the collar was on my neck." It was hard to tell with the succubus's red skin, but Morgana could have swarn that Lucrezia blushed a little as she sensuously removed her gloves, then her dress and even her underwear to stand before her former captive clad only in her elegant leather high heeled boots.

"A dangerous pet like yourself needs to be kept properly restrained." Meekly nodding, Lucrezia placed the restraints she had brought for Morgana on the ground - a tight monoglove armbinder, an harness of leather straps and finally that infuriating vibrator. The succubus stood up and spun around, pushing her arms so close together that the elbows almost touched and arching her back seductively as she awaited her bindings. Still wary of the threat posed by the faster and stronger demoness, Morgana begun with an enchanted silk ribbon, which flew from her hands and coiled its way around Lucrezias wrists.

Hesitantly, Morgana moved closer, making sure not to step into the binding circle as she slid the armbinder onto Lucrezias arms. The succubus let out an excited little gasp every time a strap was tightened, and as the last one was buckled into place Morgana added a few warding spells to supplement the physical bindings. Breathing a long sigh of relief, the sorceress realized this was the first time she had truly felt safe since she had first been taken prisoner weeks ago. "Thank you mistress" the demoness whispered, bosom heaving as she sheepishly looked at the ground.