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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:41:08 GMT -6
The Zourima came back towards her and grabbed her left leg, sliding on a black high top converse that went midway between her calf and her knee. It began to tie it, and then put on the other one. "There," it said, "Now I'll need a leash..." First it grabbed some rope and bound her ankles together, and then her wrists behind her back and sat her up, "Just enjoy yourself for a minute," it told her. ( Reference pictures for you.) |
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:43:12 GMT -6
Taylor didn't even try to resist the ropes. Even if she could make a difference, she couldn't make it fast enough to be of any use to her.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:44:27 GMT -6
It came back and affixed the collar to her neck, holding onto the leash. The Zourima tied her wrists together in front, but looser. Same with her ankles. She could move them, just not far apart.
"Get used to crawling," it told her, pulling her into the ground.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:50:00 GMT -6
Oh, now they were going to humiliate her. Fantastic. The rope made crawling supremely annoying, but she tried. She didn't want to know what depths they'd sink to if she didn't keep up.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:50:53 GMT -6
"Too bad that skirt is a bit long. People behind you won't be able to see your pink panties," the Zourima said as it began to walk, tugging on the leash.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:53:43 GMT -6
Taylor didn't reply, simply trying to keep up.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:55:14 GMT -6
"Time to go into public," it told her.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:56:24 GMT -6
"Like I said, not too public please." The other Zourima said, beginning to dress one of the other captive women. Taylor still didn't speak.
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Post by Grey on Dec 28, 2013 0:00:27 GMT -6
"It'll be fine," it said. It pulled her a little more, getting ready to teleport. Before doing so the Zourima crouched and spanked her once. Hard.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 28, 2013 0:01:22 GMT -6
Taylor yelped. Was this really all necessary? This just seemed... excessive.
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Post by Grey on Dec 28, 2013 0:02:45 GMT -6
They arrived in the middle of a grassy area. It pulled on her leash and started to walk. There were a few people around, who all looked, but nobody did anything. If anything, they fled.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 28, 2013 0:07:13 GMT -6
Taylor hoped no one would recognize her. She doubted it, with her blonde hair, but god, she hoped. She actually found herself wishing she was back in that... whatever, in just her underwear.
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Post by Grey on Dec 28, 2013 0:07:55 GMT -6
"Maybe I'll find you a nice male dog. You can be his bitch," the Zourima joked.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 28, 2013 0:10:24 GMT -6
Taylor made no reply. It took a shocking amount of willpower to not just break down crying.
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Post by Grey on Dec 28, 2013 0:10:50 GMT -6
"Come," it said, pulling her along. The area might soon look familiar.
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