Archmage Extra: The Disappearance of the Holy Archmage

On the continent, a peculiar phenomenon was widely known: any mage deemed "great" favored residing in unique towers. Even the continent's renowned new Archmage, "Yarina O'Casey," was no exception. The tower named Holy Spirit Tower, located outside the city, was her current abode. While others were unaware of the reason behind this phenomenon, Yarina understood it perfectly: the greatest advantage of these towers was their quiet solitude, free from disturbances. The towers, imbued with the magic of their owners, prevented anyone from using magic nearby without consent. Thus, anyone wishing to ascend the Holy Spirit Tower to meet Yarina had to exert considerable effort. Even if someone dared to trespass and climb the spiraling staircase on foot, Yarina had ample time to decide whether to grant an audience. If she refused, she would simply hurl books from the top floor, usually enough to deter any climbers. "Hiss— Are you trying to murder your husband!" The corner of a heavy book struck Augu's head fiercely. He clutched his forehead in pain, looking up at the very top of the spiral staircase with a hint of resentment. As Augu looked up, several more books were hurled from the top floor. "Wait, wait! I was wrong!" Augu yelped, quickly turning to flee. The books, controlled by magic, pursued his head. Currently, without using his ring to control the restrictive gown, he was no match for Yarina, who had already ascended to Archmage status. Within her tower, he couldn't use any magic, including spatial magic. Soon, Augu, pursued by several heavy books, escaped the Holy Spirit Tower. The tower gate then slammed shut. "It's been days, are you still angry?" At the tower's summit, Genali, clad in a long black dress, was enjoying her homemade pastries. She couldn't help but glance at Yarina, who had just thrown a book. "Eat your food. It's none of your business." Yarina clearly didn't want to discuss it, giving Genali a sharp glare. She then muttered under her breath, "Eat, eat, all you do is eat. You can't do anything else, it's so annoying." "How can you say that? I'm eating what I made. Doesn't that count as doing something..." Genali looked at her homemade pastries with a hint of grievance. However, she dared not say it in front of Yarina, only muttering softly to herself. Since Yarina had stopped producing props years ago, Genali, who had followed her to the Holy Spirit Tower, lost her former position as a guinea pig. With nothing to do, Yarina assigned her the role of the Holy Spirit Tower's chef. Her greatest hobby was making delicious food and then eating it. "Hoo..." Yarina took a deep breath to calm herself. She struggled to rise from the soft, comfortable lounge chair, lifting the wide hem of her wedding dress with both hands to allow for freer movement. However, even though Yarina held up the sides of the skirt, the long train behind her still trailed on the ground, being dragged as she walked. Ever since she put on the fully repaired restrictive gown on her wedding day, Yarina hadn't been able to take it off. This had led to her having to appear in her wedding dress multiple times after becoming an Archmage, leaving a strange impression on many visiting mages. The restrictive gown normally exerted considerable restraint on Yarina. If not for her recent bad mood, which led Augu to cooperate in loosening the restraints, she wouldn't be able to lift the hem and move so easily. After all, the hem itself had a water-like effect, impossible to lift with her hands. It could only hang down, concealing Yarina's alluring legs. "It's like this, we have a client who ordered some very high-end equipment for the shop, so I'll need your help with it." Carola didn't seem to mind Yarinna's attitude, and instead smiled as she took out the rolled-up design blueprints and placed them on the table. Yarinna picked up the blueprints and opened them without a word. "Bondage dress..." Just a glance was enough for Yarinna to think of the bondage dress she was wearing. However, this design blueprint had quite a few differences from her own bondage dress. The theme of her bondage dress was "wedding dress," so it was a bondage wedding gown, while the theme of the design blueprint was "Slave Princess." The crown worn by the princess on top was even one of the control devices for the bondage dress. "Manufacturing it is not a problem, but the higher the price, the higher the strength. The strength of the bondage dress depends on how much money is given, otherwise, it's just an ordinary princess dress." After browsing through the design blueprints, Yarinna gave this answer. "Is that so? The customer's quote is one hundred million gold coins~" "One hundred million gold coins?!" Yarinna's hand holding the blueprints trembled violently. Even as a Saint Archmage, she had never seen so much gold. After all, she had never robbed anyone, and her only source of income was selling magical items. "Are you sure he's not planning to trick you into wearing it after buying it?" After her shock, Yarinna looked at Carola in surprise. Even a witch like Carola would probably lose control of herself if she wore such an expensively custom-made bondage dress. Although theoretically, the strength of this bondage dress was not as high as Yarinna's own "Divine Wedding Dress." "Don't worry, he's an old acquaintance, and I'm not an idiot." Carola waved her hand dismissively. Somehow, with her other hand, she secretly took the little white cat from Yarinna's arms and held it to her chest, gently stroking the limp little white cat. "Alright, give me the money first, and you can pick it up in two months." Yarinna calmed herself down and quickly decided to accept the commission. This level of bondage dress stirred her desire to create powerful restraint devices. "So soon?" "Yes, I'll personally use teleportation magic to purchase the necessary materials, so it will be faster." Yarinna explained briefly. Carola readily agreed and handed a spatial ring to Yarinna. Yarinna took a quick look and found a mountain of gold coins piled inside. Augu once again used spatial magic, teleporting directly inside the house. The interior was clearly neglected for a long time, with cobwebs and dust covering most of the rooms. Augu swiped away the cobwebs and headed towards the owner's room. "Mmm..." As he approached, Augu keenly heard a muffled moan. 'As expected...' Augu felt a sense of helplessness and reached out to push open the unlocked room door. The room was a simple women's bedroom, but in the center, several ropes hung a voluptuous woman suspended in mid-air. She wore only a seductive black lace lingerie. Her body was bound by ropes as thick as a finger into a "four-horse chariot" position. The ropes hanging down pulled on the ones connecting her limbs, forcing her waist to arch backward, her head thrown high. In addition to being bound and suspended by ropes, a complex summoning circle was etched on the floor. The circle was active, and moist, slippery tentacles emerged from it, coiling around the woman's suspended body. They shamelessly violated her. Aside from her pussy, her nostrils, mouth, and anus were not spared. The tentacles filled every orifice on her body. Some tentacles slipped beneath her lingerie, constricting her breasts. The tips of the tentacles continuously toyed with her nipples under the fabric. The rough violation by the tentacles caused the woman's suspended body to sway. The pleasure from the tentacles' assault made her moan incessantly. "Hiss..." Seeing the scene in the room, Augu couldn't help but gasp. He instinctively pulled out a hammer-shaped staff, which was used to destroy magic circles by striking them. 'Are both mother and daughter this playful...' Muttering speechlessly, Augu aimed the hammer staff at the summoning circle and struck. *Crack—* The magic circle shattered instantly. The tentacles wrapped around the woman were severed, quickly losing their vitality and slumping off her body. "Mmm?" Suddenly freed from the hell of pleasure, the woman looked confused. However, she wore an eye mask, which was further secured by tentacles wrapped around her head. Thus, she couldn't see her surroundings and was unaware of Augu's arrival. The next moment, Augu reached out and removed the eye mask from her face. Although she hadn't seen light for a long time, the room was already dim. The woman merely squinted slightly before her eyes adjusted and she clearly saw the man standing before her. In short, with Genali's help, Yarinna quickly acquired enough fabric, and the next step was to create the most basic dress according to the design. Genali was also responsible for the tailoring, while Yarinna focused on crafting the other parts, such as the crown that activated the restraint dress through touch, and the metal hoop skirt that supported the hem, served as a chastity belt, and could freely soften and deform. Soon, the restraint dress was largely complete, and Yarinna began to engrave magic onto it: master-recognition magic, appearance-altering magic, automatic purification magic... Most importantly was the restraint magic. The owner of the restraint dress could control it to bind the wearer. The simplest manifestation was the 'threads' woven into the fabric reconfiguring into something like a single glove, binding the wearer's hands behind their back. "...Can't move, can't move. Alright, hurry up and let me go." Genali, long accustomed to being a test subject, was forced to wear this new restraint dress. During Yarinna's test, her hands were forcibly bound behind her back in a straight-arm position. Her tail swished restlessly beneath the skirt, indicating her impatience. "Mhm." Yarinna nodded perfunctorily, one hand on her chin as she seriously observed Genali in the restraint dress. With the restraint dress on and the crown in place, Genali indeed gave off a princess-like aura. The wide, magnificent skirt offered a breathtaking beauty. Yarinna recalled that princesses from various countries dressed similarly for grand occasions. "Looks like the person who drew the design was quite skilled..." Muttering to herself, Yarinna walked over to Genali. Genali expected Yarinna to help her take off the restraint dress, but to her surprise, Yarinna directly raised her hand and poked the crown on her head. Having not seen the design, Genali was unaware of the crown's function. She was initially confused, but then her vision suddenly went black, her senses were completely sealed, and the world around her became eerily silent. "Hey, what, what did you do?" Genali felt a sense of unease. She had a rough idea of what Yarinna was planning. "Mhm, next is a long-term test to see if the magic flow during activation is smooth." Yarinna nodded with satisfaction as she looked at the uneasy Genali. *Hummm—* The center of the metal hoop skirt featured a structure akin to a chastity belt. Inside, two retractable, softening vibrators were designed to be inserted directly into the body. At this moment, both vibrators began to hum. In addition to the vibrators, there was a small protrusion. Its essence was similar to a bullet vibrator. Once the restraint dress was activated, it rose to press against Genali's clitoris, vibrating along with the others. "Ah... I, I can't stand!" Genali cried out softly, her face flushing as she tried to struggle. However, she found her legs being forced to bend. The restraint magic on the dress caused the 'threads' to wrap around her legs, forcing them backward and upward. With Genali's legs lifted off the ground, her body was supported by the sturdy, cage-like metal hoop skirt. The weight of her body caused a strong pressure on her waist, as if she had fallen into a pit and her waist was stuck, preventing her from moving up or down. Genali struggled, shifting her body, but the metal hoop skirt was incredibly stable. Her struggles did not cause it to wobble even slightly. While Genali was standing, the hem of the skirt and the hoop skirt reached just below her ankles. The length was such that a slight tilt would drag on the ground. Thus, when Genali's legs were bound, the hoop skirt rested on the ground, and the slightly longer, wide hem of the skirt also spread out on the ground, encircling Genali. A portion of Genali's tail extended through the gaps in the cage-like metal hoop skirt, but it was obscured by the longer train at the back of the restraint dress, making it difficult to notice her tail from the outside. "Ugh!" Genali attempted to use her tail to support her body, but as the hoop skirt was slightly lifted, a sense of losing balance and potentially toppling forward caused Genali instinctive fear. Her tail unconsciously loosened and returned to its original position. By this time, the stimulation from the vibrators had already caused Genali's body to flush and her breathing to quicken. It was becoming increasingly unlikely for her to use her tail to support herself. "I, I can't... Let me go..." Deprived of sight and hearing, Genali didn't know if Yarinna was still observing. She had to call out to Yarinna for help. Her bound legs beneath the skirt rubbed together uncontrollably, and the intense pleasure was relentlessly consuming her. "Looks like it's working well." Upon hearing Genali's plea, Yarinna paid it no mind, instead continuing to nod with satisfaction. "Just a little more maintenance, and it should be ready to be handed over to..." "?!" Just as Yarinna was murmuring with satisfaction, a peculiar sensation suddenly arose in her mind. This feeling was something she had only experienced once before, when she wore the repaired restraint dress before her wedding... It was a reminder in Yarinna's mind that she had acquired a new master. "Idiot! What did Augu do now!" Yarina, herself sent flying by the shock of the explosion, observed the massive crater with vigilance as she slowly descended. However, no matter how alert she was, Yarina couldn't effectively prevent the sudden, intense constriction she felt from her bondage dress. The entire garment seemed to shrink, tightening around her body. "..." This made Yarina's breathing difficult. She frantically searched her surroundings but found no trace of anyone else. "Damn it..." Her arms were forcibly pressed against her sides. Yarina struggled with all her might to free her hands, but even with her magic, it was useless. White ribbons, spreading from the bondage dress, coiled around her upper arms, binding them tightly to her sides. Yarina's arms felt as if they had merged with the wedding-dress-like bondage dress, leaving only her forearms exposed. But her captor clearly wasn't finished with Yarina's forearms. The white ribbons wrapped around her wrists, forcibly pulling her hands behind her back. This sense of helplessness, of being forcibly restrained and unable to break free, made Yarina's heart race. Yet, she gritted her teeth and resisted futilely, stubbornly convincing herself it was just panic. Finally, under Yarina's ineffectual resistance, her forearms were pressed together parallel behind her. The white ribbons, like precise bandages, wrapped and bound Yarina's hands completely. Then, the white ribbons fused together, becoming an inseparable whole, unlike mere bandages. As her hands were restrained, Yarina's legs faced the same peril. White ribbons forcibly bound her legs together, preventing her from straightening them and forcing them into a folded position. Yarina's bondage dress was different from Carola's custom one. Its fullness was achieved through the structure of the skirt itself and multiple layers, without any metal crinoline. Therefore, when Yarina's legs were folded and bound, she lost the ability to stand upright. It would be difficult for her to even sit up, as the thick skirt layers would easily cause her to slip. With her legs folded and restrained, they clearly couldn't be extended from beneath the skirt. However, Yarina was still in mid-air, slowly descending, so this wasn't an immediate concern. As Yarina, still falling slowly, was about to land in the crater, she suddenly felt her body lurch. Her magic instantly solidified within her, completely disobeying her commands. In this state, her levitation spell failed. Yarina, who had been slowly descending, immediately plummeted downwards, crashing into the crater. Fortunately, her altitude had significantly decreased, and Yarina's body had been reinforced with magic multiple times. While the fall was painful, it didn't injure her. However, the forward momentum of her fall caused her to land chest-down, a position that made her breasts feel like they were about to explode from the pain. "Hiss... That hurts so much..." Yarina gasped and then struggled to sit up from the ground. But even though the ground was rough, the multi-layered structure and silky fabric inside the skirt caused her folded, restrained legs to slip continuously. With her hands bound behind her, she couldn't get up at all. She could only lie on her stomach or her back. Even using her core strength, she couldn't manage a鲤鱼打挺 (a type of sit-up) to get to a sitting position. "Phew... You scared me! Why did you attack me as soon as we met!" Just as Yarina failed in her attempt to sit up, the girl from before gradually materialized beside her. The terrifying annihilation spell from earlier seemed to have had no effect on her. "Who are you! What about Augu!" Yarina glared angrily at the little girl in the white short-sleeved dress. The ring that controlled the bondage dress was now on the girl's finger, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to cast such a magical attack on her the moment they met. However, Yarina could never have imagined that her own magic, as a Holy Magus, would be dodged by a little girl. "You don't recognize me? Well... do you recognize me like this?" Seeing that Yarina didn't recognize her, the girl shrugged helplessly. Then, a pair of bat-like wings unfurled from her back, and a very slender tail, ending in a heart shape, emerged from beneath the girl's skirt. At this point, the girl's identity was incredibly obvious... "Hey! I can't move anymore! There's no need for more ropes!" While Yarinna was lost in thought, she suddenly noticed Christina manipulating Mage Hand to bind her with a bundle of silver-white ropes. Christina ignored Yarinna and meticulously controlled Mage Hand to secure the ropes. Since Yarinna's hands were already restrained by the bondage dress, the ropes primarily served to bind her upper body and chest. They didn't bind her arms, but rather tightly secured her upper arms to her torso, and the ropes crisscrossed her chest in an '∞' pattern. "Mmm, this is much better." After binding Yarinna's upper body, Christina, satisfied, extended her small hand and grasped the ropes behind Yarinna. Then, Christina flapped her wings and flew into the air. Yarinna was lifted up, the ropes around her body simply serving as a convenient handle for Christina to hold onto. Although Christina had a loli appearance, once airborne, despite the height difference, she could still lift Yarinna and prevent her from touching the ground. "Where are you taking me! What do you want to do!" "If you have the guts, let go of me and let's fight without that ring!" "Let me go! Just you wait until I break free, I'll deal with you!" "Damn succubus! I curse you to never be able to climax for the rest of your life!" Lifted in the air like an object by Christina, Yarinna continued to glare at her angrily. Occasionally, she would arch her body and kick her bound legs in the air, causing her suspended form to sway, but it had little effect on escaping Christina's grasp. "So noisy!" Christina, annoyed by Yarinna's incessant shouting, couldn't help but yell at her, subconsciously channeling magic into the ring. "Wha—?!" Yarinna tried to speak again but was suddenly gagged by a white strip of cloth. More white strips wrapped around Yarinna's face and neck layer by layer, like a mummy being bandaged, making it extremely difficult for her to make any loud sounds. She could even feel the cloth gagging her mouth digging into her mouth, slowly stretching it open as it rolled into a ball, further increasing the difficulty of making noise. Her cheeks were stuffed full of white cloth. "Mmmph... mmmph..." "Heh, this thing is really useful!" Seeing Yarinna only able to emit faint whimpers, Christina, with a look of pleasant surprise, raised the hand wearing the ring. "So... how about this?" "Mmph!!!" Under Christina's control, a giant dildo materialized out of thin air and forcefully penetrated Yarinna's nether regions. Although Yarinna's body had strong adaptability, the complete lack of foreplay and such a massive insertion still caused her immense pain. As the dildo was inserted, Christina also reached out with her other hand to Yarinna's chest. Since the ropes only bound Yarinna's upper body, when Christina lifted her, Yarinna's body was not horizontal in the air but vertical, her chest facing forward. "Mmm..." Christina's hand felt like it carried an electric current. A light touch made Yarinna involuntarily arch her body. Such a sensitive reaction usually didn't occur when others touched her. As Christina's touch continued, Yarinna felt something like tiny tentacles slowly coiling around her nipples beneath her clothing. Her nipples, now hypersensitive from Christina's touch, were being teased by the tentacles, causing Yarinna to arch her body and occasionally kick her bound legs in an attempt to alleviate the stimulation from her overly sensitive nipples. "The back too..." Christina continued to manipulate the bondage dress. Soon, Yarinna felt a bead being forcefully inserted into her anus. One after another, they were pushed in without giving Yarinna any room to breathe, and soon a series of anal beads were fully inserted. "And the feet..."