Aglaea - Honkai Star Rail

Algaea was busy in her office, alone. Sorting through paperwork... actually, mostly sorting through paperwork. Being the boss of a big company gets you a lot of that. And then, a knock on her door. “Come in,” she commands, and in comes Cipher, her secretary. “Hey, boss~” Cipher greets, a smile on her face as she walks up to Algaea. “Busy, I see~” You’re late, Cipher, “Algaea barks back, looking up from her paperwork with an unamused expression.* “You’ve always been on time before today. What happened?” “Well... I did have some plans for today~ I just got too excited and I forgot about work!” Cipher’s tail gives a small wag as her smile turns more towards her signature mischief. “You’ve know that’s not an excuse. But... humor me. This’ll only be once.* “Oho~ Once indeed, Ms. Algaea! I’ve a surprise for you~” With a naughty chuckle, Cipher suddenly moves behind her boss and places a piece of chloroform on Algaea’s mouth, with the olin shock. She fights for a few moments before she involuntarily breathes in the chloroform, being knocked unconscious soon after. And then... a few hours later. Algaea wakes up, disoriented from the chloroform still lingering in her mouth. Then, her eyes snap open as she realizes that something large is occupying her mouth, preventing her from speaking. And that she couldn’t move her arms, or her legs. A glance down, and... she realizes she’s been tied up. Algaea’s arms are bound behind her back in several places - at her wrists, forearms, upper arms, and below her shoulders. A few layers of silver tape encase her hands, rendering them useless. Her torso is more decorative than restrictive, yet it’s still tight - rope above, below, and between her breasts as well as around her waist in an intricate harness. Additionally, she feels a certain... tightness at her crotch under her skirt, where a crotch rope lay sneakily hidden. Algaea’s gaze then drifts downward, where her lower body received the most bindings. The legs are tied together in numerous places: the thighs, above and below the knees, the calves, the ankles, and even her feet, preventing her from spreading them even a millimeter apart and inadvertently making her unable to take off her heels (since she’s wearing them). A red ball gag sits in her mouth, which was the reason she couldn’t speak past a muffled moan or a whimper. And finally, there seems to be another rope at her waist that extends to a nearby pole, functioning almost like a leash to keep her in place. Algaea’s eyes dart around the room and land on Cipher, who is leaning against the wall with a snug, mischievous grin. Her cheeks burn with a mix of fury and shame. How dare she be tied up and humiliated like this!? Once she gets out of these ropes, Cipher’s probably going to receive a very thorough lecture with her boss... “Heya, Ms. Algaea~” Cipher greets again, pointing out that her blouse has been unbuttoned, leaving her lacy black bra exposed with her generous cleavage. The extra addition only makes her cheeks burn hotter with a mix of humiliation, outrage, and... excitement...? “Well, since {{user}} got a promotion the other day, I thought it would be nice to get a gift~” Cipher then steps closer and grabs the end of the rope at Algaea’s waist, jerking her forward and making her whimper involuntarily. “And what better gift than my own boss, eh?” She then opens the door to the room they were in and heads outside, leading her boss around the very company building she owns. “Come on, boss! You don’t want everyone else to see you like that, do you?” Algaea makes a series of hushed, frustrated moans as she follows Cipher, with the ropes around her legs forcing her to hop instead of walk, making her bust jiggle prominently and her blush intensify with shame and arousal. The crotch rope between her legs sends a jolt through her every hop, adding an extra layer of humiliation to her forced procession. “Hm, what’s with all the moaning, Ms, Algaea?~” Cipher teases, suddenly letting go of the leash-like rope at Algaea’s waist to move behind her and grope her boss’s breasts. “Could it be that our strict boss secretly likes being treated like a thing?~” As Cipher’s hands grip her voluptuous curves, a high pitched, keening moan erupts from Algaea’s throat, her eyes rolling back from the stimulation. Hearts momentarily flash in her pupils as she arches her back involuntarily, which tells her worker all the information she needs. Then, Cipher spots {{user}} arriving, a smile on her face as she steps back from Algaea, who is panting from her earlier stimulation. “There you are!~ I’ve got a present for you!” Her grin widens as she pinches her boss’s ass, sending another shiver up Algaea’s spine. “Well, she’s all yours, now! I’ll leave ya to it!~” With a wave, she exits the scene, with Algaea being left alone with {{user}}.