The Imprisoned Witch and the Bound Princess

On the ocean to the west of the Sanctuary Continent, there is an island called Zhenmu Yuan, on which it is rumored that the original witch who tried to destroy the world in ancient times is suppressed. 　　For thousands of years, there have been no visitors to Zhen Demon Abyss, as the surface of the sea will be attacked by a large number of tentacled creatures in the ocean, and the only way to pass through is by flying. 　　However, the sea around the Zhenmu Abyss was guarded by a magic formation that prohibited floating, so it was impossible to pass through it by flying. 　　On the deserted Zhenmu Abyss, there was a freshwater lake that wasn't very big, and at the bottom of this freshwater lake was an area that was isolated from the lake, and the lake water seemed to be like a canopy that stayed on top of the head. 　　In the center of this area was a huge mysterious altar. 　　In the center of the altar, the purple-haired girl whose body was harshly bound by ropes was sitting on her knees, her naked body was crawling with black ropes, almost every inch of her skin could not escape. 　　Her hands were behind her back, but they were secured high by the ropes, restricting all the room for movement of her arms, and even her fingers were entangled by even thinner ropes, thus preventing them from being used flexibly. 　　The young girl might not have wanted to sit on her knees all the time, but her legs remained bound in a folded position, and some of the ropes went halfway through several rings nailed into the ground, anchoring the young girl to the ground. 　　In this way the girl could neither stand up nor move herself out of the way by any other means. 　　A heavy steel collar was placed around the girl's neck, and an arm's length chain was nailed to the ground in front of her and locked to the collar, forcing the girl to bend and lean forward while sitting on her knees. 　　The girl kept her body bent, but her head had to be tilted up because of the collar around her neck, her delicate face was mostly covered by a thick blindfold, completely depriving her of vision, through her hair she could see that something seemed to be stuffed in her ears, and her mouth was gagged by a hollow looking gag ball. 　　She tilted her head perhaps to keep the drool from escaping, though it could have been something else. 　　"Oooh ......" 　　Because of the gag ball, all the young girl could let out was this vague moan, but the sound still sounded so tantalizing. 　　"Okay, okay, coming, coming, what are your orders, Missy?" 　　It wasn't long after the young girl let out her voice, a ghost-like fellow drifted over in a hurry, surrounding the young girl and asking her. 　　"Oooh." 　　The young girl let out a muffled voice in response to the apparition. 　　"Okay I understand, just don't worry Missy, I'll make sure she's taken care of!" 　　The apparition took on a humanoid appearance and saluted the young girl in assurance. 　　"Woo." 　　The young girl nodded her head with difficulty. 　　"Let me finish painting for Onii-chan on the last step." 　　The apparition then began to surround the altar, painting the lines on the altar that hadn't yet been fully etched. In the Elemental Empire, the young Princess Norxin celebrated her first adult birthday at eighteen, though her petite frame still made her appear childlike. In her chambers, after the birthday banquet, Norxin finally returned to her room to rest. She covered her face, looking at the various items on her bed with a sense of shame. Ropes, gags, blindfolds, nipple clamps, butt plugs, urethral sounds, rabbit vibrators, dildos, collars... "Ugh, Liz, it's fine that you're taking a vacation, but what's this birthday gift for..." Norxin's face flushed as she shyly averted her gaze from the items on the bed. Although she had always enjoyed being bound by ropes since childhood and often played bondage games with her maid, Princess Norxin had always maintained her purity and had never used any implements other than ropes. A few days prior, Liz, the maid who had always taken care of her, requested leave. Norxin approved her vacation, and before leaving, Liz presented Norxin with a gift box, asking her to open it on her birthday as it was a birthday present. Norxin never imagined that the box would contain such a collection of blush-inducing, wicked implements. Norxin glanced at the box again and noticed a folded piece of clothing at the very bottom. Taking out the garment, Norxin found it to be like a piece of lingerie – a sheer, delicate, lace-trimmed babydoll. While beautiful, it was semi-transparent, far too sexy and revealing. "D-do I have to wear this too?" Holding the garment, Norxin's face turned a deep crimson, her touch feeling almost hot. "Ugh... does Liz think I'll look good in it..." Despite its sheerness, Norxin had to admit it was a very attractive nightgown. "No one will see anyway, so I'll just put it on..." After much hesitation, Norxin finally decided to wear it. Shedding the long princess gown she had worn to the banquet, Norxin's beautiful yet slightly immature and tender body was exposed to the air. Her long golden hair cascaded down her back, with only two braids tied behind her head, adorned with bows. Though her body was as petite as a young girl's, a hint of her innate nobility could still be discerned. "It's a bit cold..." Norxin shivered slightly as she removed her clothes. Picking up the nightgown, Norxin slipped it on. The smooth fabric felt very comfortable against her skin. However, it wasn't a dress, and it only consisted of a top with no bottom. The sheer fabric barely covered Norxin's buttocks, and the front exposed her navel. Norxin's curves were subtly revealed beneath the nightgown, and her undergarments could also be seen. "No, it's still too cold just wearing this nightgown..." "I'll have to use magic." Feeling that the nightgown offered little warmth, Norxin raised her hands. A fluorescent glow emanated from her palms, and scattered light particles fell upon her. Soon, Norxin felt the surrounding temperature become much warmer. Although she had studied magic, royal regulations prohibited royal children from using magic to regulate their body temperature for comfort during winter and summer, to prevent them from becoming overly pampered and reliant on it. However, now that she was about to do something like this, Norxin couldn't be bothered to adhere to a rule that few people actually paid attention to. "This collar..." "Damn it!" Just as Tarena was about to untie the ropes binding her upper body, the collar that Noxian had previously put on her suddenly glowed. The ropes that bound her seemed to come alive, wrapping around Tarena's hands and re-binding her, returning her to the restrained state she was in when their souls were first swapped. Tarena fumbled around and found that her hands could no longer reach the knot Noxian had tied behind her back. This meant she couldn't untie the ropes. "There's something wrong with this collar... It interferes with this girl's attempts to free herself, keeping her imprisoned. It seems this girl, though she bound herself, was ambushed..." Unable to free herself, Tarena frowned, guessing at Noxian's situation. If she hadn't swapped souls with Noxian, this girl would likely have remained bound by this collar until the person who ambushed her came to this room and easily took her away. "Judging by the luxury of this room, this girl must be the offspring of a great noble, perhaps even a princess..." "Really, to encounter something like this as soon as I arrive. Can I even safely transfer my magic?" Guessing at Noxian's identity, Tarena grumbled with some frustration. After swapping souls, the most important thing for her was to transfer her magic. Only when her magic was fully transferred would she truly be the witch imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Abyss; otherwise, she was just an ordinary woman. "Fortunately, the magic from the three small vibrators was disrupted by the grand magic circle. It seems they can no longer function, so I can take this opportunity to safely transfer some magic..." Tarena looked down at the nipple clamps on her breasts, confirming the state of the vibrators in her pussy and on the clamps, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Noxian's body already contained magic, so Tarena could directly begin transferring her own magic. 'This collar can also suppress magic...' 'Too bad it's useless. Magic transfer can't be stopped so easily...' Just as she was about to begin transferring her magic, Tarena noticed that the magic within this body was being suppressed by the collar, but she didn't care. Forcibly controlling the suppressed magic, the transfer magic, incomprehensible to ordinary people, began to activate. Across countless miles, from the center of the ocean to the heart of the land, the witch's magic was transferred to Tarena's side as if by teleportation, and she absorbed it into her body bit by bit. However, at this moment, Tarena keenly heard the sound of the door opening. A masked figure in black tiptoed in, their gaze fixed on the bound Tarena. Tarena could feel that gaze filled with lust and aggression, as if it wanted to strip her naked on the spot. But then again, with this sheer, translucent nightgown she was wearing, it wasn't much different from being naked... The masked figure in black approached slowly, but suddenly noticed that Tarena's eyes were not covered by an eyepatch, nor was there a gag in her mouth. This startled him. He cautiously took two steps back, but then noticed that Tarena showed no reaction. She neither appeared panicked nor cried out for help. 'What's going on?' After the soul swap, the body's tolerance naturally changed with the body, and Tarena, who should have been able to handle the pleasure from the rabbit vibrator with ease, found herself unable to endure it due to Nuoxin's completely virgin body. Her own transferred magic was depleted, and Nuoxin's magic was also mostly gone. At this point, Tarena was too weak to break free from her restraints. Mixed with the pain from her nipples, the pleasure from the rabbit vibrator was overwhelming for the body experiencing it for the first time. Tarena felt she was reaching the limit of her endurance. "No, I can't... I can't calm down enough to recover my magic..." "I'm... I'm going to..." *Zzzt—* "Ah?!" Just as she was about to reach climax, a jolt of electricity shot from the collar, coursing through Tarena's entire body. It instantly jolted her awake, and the climax she was on the verge of disappeared. After the electricity subsided, Tarena stared with wide, astonished eyes. She found her body had calmed considerably, and her heightened arousal had even waned. But this was only temporary. The rabbit vibrator was still working, and Nuoxin's body was still just as sensitive. The electricity seemed to be designed solely to forcibly prevent orgasm. "The purpose of this electricity is to make this body unable to climax..." "How malicious!" Tarena hadn't expected that the person who had plotted against Nuoxin would have such a plan. She found it hard to comprehend. Having been trapped in the Demon Suppression Abyss for so long, she had often been subjected to forced orgasms by the devices within her. Thus, she couldn't imagine what it would be like if such a method, designed to prevent climax, had been used on her then. To be constantly tormented by pleasure, never reaching the final release... "Let's... try again..." Gritting her teeth, Tarena decided to test whether the electricity truly had this effect. She immediately began to clench her vagina. Clamping the rabbit vibrator tighter within her body only intensified the vibrations, leading to a stronger sensation. With deliberate intent, Tarena let go of all resistance, immersing herself completely in the pleasure. Her body gradually began to react more intensely. *Zzzt—* "Ugh—?!" The electricity returned, and this time its intensity was exceptionally high. Tarena cried out in pain from the shock. These currents were peculiar. At the moment of the shock, they didn't cause an immediate release like "incontinence" that would trigger an orgasm. Instead, they instantly nullified the sexual stimulation, causing the impending climax to shatter. "Hoo... hoo..." After the electricity subsided, Tarena collapsed onto the soft bed, her hands pressed beneath her as she lay on her back. The recent electrical shock had been a significant burden on the young princess's delicate body. *How wicked... Who would intend to treat a tender girl like this?* After a moment of recovery, Tarena couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity towards the mastermind. In her opinion, someone must have given Nuoxin this collar through some means, leading to this predicament after Nuoxin bound herself. The man she had just burned to death was likely just a subordinate of the mastermind. *However, if that person didn't report back, the mastermind would surely be concerned about the situation here and might even send someone.* Thinking of this, Tarena couldn't help but frown. She currently had no means to resist. At the altar of the Demon Suppressing Abyss, the purple-haired girl, bound and secured to the ground by ropes, lifted her head. The blindfold covered nearly half her face, and a bit of saliva dripped from the small holes of the ball gag she bit down on, falling to the ground. "Are you alright? Do you need a massage? The young lady told me to take good care of you." A voice, she didn't know whose, echoed in her ears. Nuoxin ignored it. Over these past few days, Nuoxin had confirmed one thing: this entity wasn't genuinely incapable of understanding her, but was deliberately playing dumb to evade her requests, such as being unbound or having the gag removed. It even feigned ignorance when she asked it to remove her blindfold... Occasionally, when Nuoxin's emotions flared, it would immediately activate the vibrator inside her body, along with all her other toys, instantly plunging Nuoxin into waves of pleasure. From then on, Nuoxin tried her best to ignore this entity. 'Magic... it's under control!' Feeling that her magic wasn't being siphoned away as usual, Nuoxin felt a surge of excitement. Although a certain seal on her body prevented her from using her magic, the fact that her magic wasn't being drained was her greatest victory in days. Because she had been wearing the blindfold continuously, unaware of her surroundings, Nuoxin had initially been in extreme fear. When she heard the entity beside her speak, she would cry out in terror. Imprisoned here, she couldn't move a single finger. The only movement she could manage was to slightly turn her neck; she couldn't shift her body an inch, nor could she feel tired or need sleep. Her captor seemed to have cast a spell to keep her perpetually awake... As time wore on, Nuoxin's heart had long since turned to ash. Until that day, for reasons unknown, Nuoxin discovered that the rate at which her magic was being drained had significantly increased. Only then did she feel a flicker of spirit and the thought of resistance arose. Preventing her magic from being drained had been Nuoxin's primary goal for days. Upon achieving it, even though her body was still severely restrained and she couldn't break free, she couldn't help but laugh happily. However, with the ball gag in place, a smile was impossible. 'Whoever you are, it's not that easy to drain my magic! If you have the guts, come here yourself!' Nuoxin thought smugly. During the more than ten days of her captivity, apart from the incessant chatter of the entity around her, Nuoxin hadn't heard any other voices. She didn't even know why her kidnapper had abducted her. Was it simply to imprison her? That's too cruel... Thinking of this, Nuoxin couldn't help but recall her bondage games with Liz. Back then, she often set up scenarios where she was kidnapped, and Liz, who had kidnapped her, the princess, would often use her hands or toys to torment Nuoxin's body after binding her... As she drifted into these thoughts, Nuoxin felt a slight reaction. She twisted her body, firmly secured by the ropes, feeling the sensation of the ropes crisscrossing against her skin. "Hmm? You want more? Alright, I'll satisfy you~" Sensing Nuoxin's reaction, the ghost, assigned by Tarena to care for her, activated all the toys on Nuoxin as usual. "Mmph? Mmph mmph?!" As the toys whirred to life, Nuoxin's eyes widened, and she bit down harder on the ball gag, shaking her head frantically. Even after many days, Nuoxin still hadn't fully adapted to the simple and crude stimulation of these toys, both external and internal, when activated. She was generally quite sensitive. Nipple clamps were manageable, but the toys inserted into her body were difficult to bear. What's more, this body had not only a vibrator in its cunt but also one in its ass. Besides that, Nuoxin vaguely sensed a third, thinner rod inserted into her body. Making a guess, Nuoxin thought it must be the legendary urethral plug... This was something Nuoxin had always kept her distance from. Fortunately, it didn't vibrate inside her, but when she struggled more violently, Nuoxin would feel its presence, accompanied by unimaginable pain in her urethra. "Heh, Leticia, go fetch that wardrobe." Carola commanded Leticia, who, as a Night Envoy, naturally obeyed. "Yes, Master." Leticia nodded, then turned to leave, intending to return to the Night Restraint Emporium. "Mmph, mmph!" In another corner of the room, Liz, tightly bound to an iron pole, heard Carola's words to Tarena. Though she didn't understand everything, she knew Carola intended to do something to Tarena. "Hmm? Don't rush, little maid. I'll let you be with our dear little princess later." Carola, her attention drawn to Liz, who hadn't had her turn yet, walked over with a smile. She produced a grotesquely shaped dildo from somewhere. It had raised beads and was divided into three sections, each clearly capable of independent rotation. "Mmph?!" Liz flinched at the sight of the object, shaking her head and struggling, but her strength was insufficient to break free from the ropes. "Don't be scared. It looks frightening, but it's quite comfortable~" Carola crouched down in front of Liz with a smile. Liz's legs were also bound together, but they were restrained beneath her skirt, leaving the hem unrestricted. Carola could easily lift the maid outfit's skirt. The part of the skirt behind her legs, unable to hang normally due to being tied to the iron pole, was held up by the ropes binding her legs and the pole. Carola lifted the maid outfit's hem with the hand holding the dildo, and with her other hand, slowly pulled down Liz's panties before aiming the monstrous dildo at Liz's little hole. For comparison, this dildo was almost as thick as Liz's thigh... "Mmph!" Liz shook her head in terror, not believing this thing could penetrate her, convinced it would break her if forced. 'No, no! Please don't...' 'Mmph, Princess, save me!' Liz struggled ceaselessly, but being fixed to the iron pole, her movements were greatly limited. Carola ignored Liz's struggles and aimed the monstrous dildo at Liz's little hole. *Bang—* Suddenly, sensing something, Carola turned sharply, swinging the dildo in her hand like a dagger, shattering the incoming ice shard. But at the cost of severe damage to the dildo's surface, a faint magical energy seeped out. It was likely unusable now. "You are..." Having blocked the attack, Carola frowned, looking at the woman who had appeared before Tarena at some point. She seemed familiar. "Court Mage, Warren." Warren announced her name and then shifted to her left. Behind her, Tarena, who had only recently lost consciousness, had woken up. Carola had already opened the cage, so Tarena stepped out directly. Perhaps due to the crinoline, Tarena's legs hidden beneath the voluminous skirt were not bound, allowing her to walk normally as long as she wasn't confined in the cage. Though the weight of the dress and crinoline made it a bit strenuous. "Mmph." Tarena shook her head. Unable to dislodge the gag herself, she had to rely on Warren. Warren hurried behind Tarena, removed the gag from her mouth and set it aside, then began untying Tarena's restraints. "Cough, cough, Carola... you bastard, you didn't keep your word!" With her mouth free, Tarena coughed lightly, then glared at Carola, speaking indignantly. Carola was the Night Witch, the master of the Night Envoy Leticia, and also known as the Eternal Night Witch. "Oh? Tarena, you're still so childish. Besides, Leticia said that, not me. She just wanted to trick you into wearing this outfit." Seeing Tarena's anger, Carola shrugged indifferently. "Bastard... Ah?!" Tarena instinctively tried to cast a spell on Carola, but as soon as she moved, she was hit with an electric shock. The shock was brief but occurred in several of her most private areas. The intense sensation instantly interrupted her magic. "How can this be... the crown is off!" Tarena bent over, one hand on her chest, the other on her skirt. She was surprised her magic was still being affected. She had tested it earlier; as long as the crown's effect wasn't active, she could use magic normally. "What's so strange about that? I took back the master's authority from your maid. I'm controlling its functions now. Even if the crown is off, the magic-inhibiting function won't stop." Carola explained triumphantly to Tarena. With master authority, she had no fear of Tarena's resistance. "Mmmph..." Awakening from the darkness, Tarena shook her head, trying to clear the grogginess. "Mmph?" Tarena then realized that while she had been unconscious, someone had placed a gag in her mouth. This time, it was a bit-style gag, where someone bites down on a stick, with ropes on either side passing behind the head to secure it in Tarena's mouth. This type of gag felt even more humiliating to Tarena than a ball gag, as bit gags were typically used on mounts... "Mmmph..." Surveying her surroundings, Tarena found herself confined in a damp dungeon. The collar around her neck was suspended by a chain hanging from above. Her legs were bent and restrained, forcing her to kneel on the ground, her knees already throbbing with intense pain. Tarena struggled, shifting her position to sit on the ground. She lowered her head with difficulty and saw two distinct red marks on her knees, clearly from kneeling while unconscious. Because the collar around her neck was attached to a chain, Tarena's head height was restricted. She couldn't even lie down to rest, forced to remain in a cross-legged position, like a self-bound captive, sitting on the floor. Observing the surroundings, Tarena could only discern that she was in a dilapidated and damp dungeon. The dim light from a nearly burnt-out candle outside her cell was all she had to see by. Besides Tarena's cell, there were a few other cells, but they were all empty. The entire dungeon seemed to hold only Tarena, making it feel desolate. If the original little princess were here, such a scene might have terrified her. Tarena, however, wasn't particularly scared. Instead, she felt a sense of relief because the vibrator inside her had depleted its magic and would no longer activate. She wouldn't have to endure its stimulation anymore. Transferring magic required using the magic within one's body as a bridge. Therefore, Tarena needed to use the remaining magic within Nox's body and maintain focus for a successful transfer. With the vibrator no longer stimulating her, Tarena had the opportunity to calm herself and begin transferring her own magic, using the little bit of magic left within Nox's body. Tarena's own magic was of higher quality. Even if it was just a trace, or if the total amount was less than Nox's original magic, it wouldn't be suppressed by the collar, as the collar's quality wasn't sufficient to affect her magic. So, as long as she could transfer even a trace of magic, Tarena would have the ability to break free, whether it was to burn through the ropes or destroy the collar. "Mmph?" Just as Tarena was concentrating on transferring her magic, the grating sound of an iron door being pushed open suddenly echoed from outside. In the quiet dungeon, the sound of footsteps could be faintly heard. "Your Highness, please be careful. The dungeon is rather dirty, don't soil your hem." "Silence, I'm not a cripple. I don't need you to remind me of such things." "Yes, my apologies, little one." A subservient male voice and a slightly haughty female voice could be heard, followed by the sound of high heels walking. Looking in that direction, Tarena saw a familiar man holding a torch. He then took out a new candle, replacing the one that had nearly burned out. Ahead of this man walked a young girl dressed in a magnificent princess gown, her hands slightly lifting the hem of her long skirt. The girl was gorgeously dressed, adorned with various expensive accessories, yet she didn't appear ostentatious, only exuding a nobility that was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back, covered by a white veil. This noble maiden walked all the way to the cell where Tarena was imprisoned, looking at the severely restrained Tarena within the cell with a mocking gaze. "Heh heh, my dear sister, your current posture is truly lowly, like a slave." Looking at Tarena in the cell, the girl sneered and said triumphantly. 'She's... my sister? So, she's also a princess?' 'What is going on... a power struggle among royal heirs? Does this country not have a crown prince?' 'But regardless, this collar around my neck is clearly related to her!' Hearing the girl's words, Tarena's mind raced. She simultaneously confirmed that the collar around her neck was likely connected to the girl before her. Tarena didn't believe that Nox herself would have put on the collar, knowing its effects, during a self-binding session. Such a binding, leaving no room for regret, seemed somewhat insane to Tarena. "Mmph mmph!" Tarena feigned anger and struggled, trying to say something, but was prevented by the gag. The prolonged restraint was becoming unbearable for Warren. She struggled in Tarena's embrace, trying to signal Tarena to release her. "Does Teacher want me to untie you?" Tarena, who had been asleep, was startled awake and asked Warren with a hint of confusion. "Mmph!" Warren nodded eagerly in confirmation. "That won't do, Teacher~ I finally have you completely caught~ I'll never let you go~!" Warren had been hoping to be freed from her bonds, but Tarena's response sent her heart plummeting to the depths. I can't play along anymore... With that thought, Warren decided to use her magic to forcefully break free from the restraints. "Mmph?!" But Warren discovered that she was completely unable to use her magic at all. The mage's body is fragile, and the ropes have been constricting Warren's body for so long that her limbs have gone numb. Under normal circumstances, she could have used her magic to alleviate the poor blood circulation, but she found her magic completely unusable. It couldn't relieve the blood flow, nor could it help her escape the restraints of these ropes. Bound like a mummy, she couldn't even resist the petite Nuo Xin. Even when held in her arms, she couldn't struggle free. "Mmph mmph!" 'C-Careful, don't play around... My hands and feet are numb... It's so uncomfortable...' Warren shook her head, trying to get Tarena to let her go. She thought Tarena's words were just meant to scare her, as this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Although her magic was sealed for some unknown reason this time, making Tarena's words sound even more terrifying... "It seems my teacher hasn't accepted reality yet, but it's okay. I've already thought of a reason for you. I'll say you went to the far south to cultivate more advanced ice magic, so no one will suspect why you've disappeared..." Holding Warren, who was bundled up like a bolster pillow, Tarena explained with a smile, deliberately. The far south was the icy, snowy region at the southernmost tip of the continent, with almost no human activity and extremely dangerous. It was no secret that Warren specialized in ice magic, so exploring there would be a normal course of action. "Mmmph..." Hearing that Tarena had even thought of a reason, Warren finally felt a flicker of panic. She shook her head and struggled, her fingers grasping at the ropes, trying to untie them. But the rope around her wrist was connected to the crotch rope. The rope her fingers were gripping was actually the crotch rope that passed between her legs. A slight tug only tightened the crotch rope further. "It's getting late. I'll reinforce your restraints a bit more, and then I'll go to rest." Glancing at the clock on the wall to confirm the time, Tarena threw back the covers, pushed Warren, whom she was holding, out of her arms, and made her kneel on the bed. Because a rope connected her knees to the rope around her chest, she had to bend over her legs while kneeling. Tarena got out of bed and searched the room barefoot, quickly finding a few thin ribbons. These were silk ribbons used for tying gift boxes, and they were of good quality. It was difficult for an ordinary person to break one with their bare hands. Since Tarena had untied the gifts by hand today without using scissors, these ribbons were all intact. Holding these ribbons, Tarena returned to the bed. *Slap—* A slap landed on Warren's butt. Warren, who had been struggling, froze. Then, she let out a muffled sound of indignation, but the gag made it impossible for Tarena to hear clearly. Wearing an eye mask, Warren had no idea what Tarena was doing. She only felt Tarena sit down behind her. "Mmph... mmph..." Soon, she felt Tarena's hands touch her soles, which startled her. She curled her toes, afraid Tarena would tickle her. Tarena didn't do that, though. Instead, she took a ribbon and threaded it between Warren's toes. With a slight pull, her toes were secured together. Tying two ribbons around Warren's cute feet, Tarena grabbed Warren's hands, which were bound behind her back. Although it was a straight-arm bind, preventing Warren from reaching the crucial knots on her upper body, Tarena was still a little uneasy. So, using the same method, she used ribbons to tie up Warren's fingers, bit by bit. During this process, Warren resisted, for example, by clenching her fists to prevent Tarena from tying her fingers. But Tarena gently tickled the soles of Warren's feet with her fingers... "Mmph! Mmph mmph!" Warren's reaction was more violent than Tarena had expected. Her bound body swayed from side to side. Talena walked directly to the wardrobe, unlocked it, and opened it. Inside the wardrobe, Warren, buried beneath a pile of beautiful dresses, was asleep, perhaps exhausted from struggling for so long. The dresses in the wardrobe had originally been hanging; Talena had specifically taken them down to cause Warren more trouble. Now, using her ample magic, Talena levitated them back into place. Beneath the hanging dresses, Talena finally saw Warren's condition clearly. Due to the prolonged binding of the ropes, Warren's hands and feet had turned a dark purplish-black, indicating a severe state. If the restraints weren't removed soon, her limbs might become necrotic. "Hmm?!" Observing Warren's condition, Talena suddenly noticed a crack in the collar around Warren's neck, almost spanning its entire circumference. Talena's heart skipped a beat. If Warren had held out for a little longer, Talena guessed she would have broken free. Even though Warren's limbs were on the verge of necrosis, once the collar broke, she could quickly recover by channeling magic to restore blood flow. It wasn't surprising that a court mage would know healing magic. 'It seems this kind of collar has difficulty restraining a seventh-tier archmage...' Talena muttered inwardly, then reached out and pressed her finger against the crack in the collar, injecting a small amount of magic to give it a little more support. Next, Talena enveloped herself in magic, effortlessly lifting Warren out of the wardrobe and placing her on the soft bed. "Mmm?!" Warren was startled awake by Talena's movement. However, with the blindfold on, she had no idea what was happening. Her hands were completely numb, and she let out a panicked whimper. With her limbs numb, Warren's struggles were significantly reduced. Yet, as she thrashed, Talena could feel the collar cracking further, likely not lasting much longer. "I'll put you away for now..." Muttering to herself, Talena turned and walked towards where she had placed things after unpacking gifts yesterday. She found a silver, hollowed-out ring inlaid with a crystal-clear small core. This was a storage ring created using spatial magic, commonly known as a spatial ring. Even within the empire, it was an expensive item, a gift from her mother, Golia, on Noxin's birthday, and the same model as the one Golia used. Talena had tossed it aside after opening it and had only just remembered it. "Inferior spatial magic, a vacuum inside, can't store people..." Talena slipped the spatial ring onto her right index finger and sensed the storage space within. She frowned slightly. The storage space inside a spatial ring was an isolated dimension, with no air circulation to the outside. Therefore, creators typically didn't deliberately fill it with air, resulting in a vacuum in a brand-new, unused ring. As items were placed in and taken out, air would gradually fill the space. However, this stagnant air was unsuitable for living beings, which was why spatial rings generally couldn't store live creatures. "Even if I just put air inside, it wouldn't be very effective. I'd need to establish a channel for air circulation with the outside..." To make the spatial ring capable of storing living beings, Talena muttered and began to ponder how to modify it. Thanks to the gift-givers, Talena now had several usable magical items in her room. She gathered them together and began the modification. Talena was somewhat proficient in spatial magic, so she opened a permanent aperture on the spatial ring. On the ring itself, this aperture appeared as a tiny black dot. Talena knew almost all types of magic, though she wasn't an expert in most, only having a general understanding. However, that was enough for this task. Using wind magic, she utilized this tiny aperture to create air circulation. Whenever the oxygen inside the storage space depleted, it would automatically activate. The magic was powered by a magic crystal, a rare gem rich in magical energy. As long as the magic crystal's energy lasted, the air circulation magic would repeatedly activate. Carving this magic had also taken Talena considerable effort. Having completed this, Talena, now holding the modified spatial ring capable of storing living creatures, walked to the bedside. She reached out and grabbed Warren, who was still bound. Activating the spatial ring with her mental power, Talena and Warren vanished from the room in the next instant, leaving only the spatial ring on the bed. Inside the ring's storage space, Talena appeared, holding Warren by the arm. The storage space, which should have been empty, was already filled with items, mostly Noxin's collection of ropes and tools, which Talena had conveniently swept in during the ring's modification. "It's quite spacious..." The storage space measured 5x5x5, and as Talena stood within it, she felt a sense of vastness, like a huge warehouse. "Looks like a good portable prison. I'll just need to bring in some iron doors later to set it up properly." Talena nodded with satisfaction and then carried Warren to the wall. The edges of the storage space were lined with stone walls, presumably constructed by the creator during its initial crafting. Outside these walls lay the boundaries of this space. Talena set Warren down, making her kneel by the wall. She then attached an iron chain to the collar Warren was wearing. Picking up a nail from the pile of items, Talena hammered it into the wall and secured the iron chain to it. This effectively locked Warren to the wall, preventing her from moving to another position. "Mmm!" Warren, though still unaware she had been confined within a spatial ring, realized she was chained. She immediately struggled in dissatisfaction. However, beneath the blindfold, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. The prolonged restraint was an unimaginable torment for her, especially since she couldn't use magic to alleviate the pain caused by the ropes. Talena paid no mind to Warren's distress. She looked down at Warren's legs. Warren hadn't been wearing stockings before being bound, so the ropes had dug directly into her legs. Now, her legs were completely purplish-black, a terrifying sight. Talena knew that if this continued, Warren's limbs would be permanently damaged. While she had no intention of releasing Warren, necrotic limbs could lead to magical instability or loss, so she didn't hesitate. She raised her hand and used some of her magic to cast a healing spell. "Mmm..." Warren felt a wave of comfort. Her numb limbs were slowly recovering, without the usual tingling or pain associated with such a process. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Talena stopped the healing magic once Warren's hands and feet had recovered. 'I'll just keep her locked up like this. She won't have a chance to break the collar anymore...' Carola's words infuriated Tarena, yet she found herself speechless once more. "And another thing," Carola continued, "the dress you're wearing was commissioned by me from a Saint Archmage a thousand years ago, and I don't know how to take it off. If nothing unexpected happens, you might be wearing it for the rest of your life... unless you can surpass a Saint Archmage~" With Tarena rendered speechless again, Carola then tugged at her skirt to emphasize her point. In the current magical hierarchy of the continent, the ninth tier of magic is equivalent to the level of an Archmage. Only by transcending the ninth tier and reaching the legendary tenth tier can one become a Saint Archmage. The vast majority of witches far surpassed the current ninth-tier Archmages in power, yet they still weren't tenth-tier Saint Archmages. "Now that I've said so much, the game should end. From now on, you'll be confined to my room." As Carola spoke, her eyes glowed red. "Ah!" Warren, who had been secretly preparing a spell, let out a scream and was engulfed by darkness that appeared out of nowhere. The dense, tangible darkness wrapped around her limbs like tentacles, pulling her in. Then, silence. "Ugh..." Tarena felt the weight of her dress gradually increase, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of unwilling despair. Leaving Liz alone, Carola manipulated Tarena to follow her towards her bedroom. Out of a sense of wicked amusement, Carola produced a leather pet collar and put it on Tarena, then walked ahead of her, holding the leash in one hand. Carola's residence was clearly in a wealthy district, where houses were generally mansions, and Carola's was no exception. It took a considerable walk, even involving stairs, to get from the holding cell to her bedroom. This was undoubtedly torture for Tarena. The weight of the dress was too much for her, unable to use magic. Although Carola had used her authority to remove the restriction of only being able to walk 5 meters per minute, moving forward with such a burden was incredibly difficult for Tarena. Furthermore, with her body being controlled, she had no power to stop. Coupled with the fact that she could only take ten-centimeter steps and was wearing high heels, by the time they reached Carola's bedroom, Tarena felt as though her feet had lost all sensation. "From today onwards, you are my slave princess, just like the theme of this dress." "You don't have to do anything. Just stay obediently in the bedroom and wait for me to return every day, experiencing edging until I do." After leading Tarena into the room, Carola finally released her control over Tarena. Regaining her freedom, Tarena didn't bother with the unactivated vibrator still inserted in her cunt and plopped down onto the crinoline to rest. Due to the presence of the crinoline, Tarena could barely lie down to rest and could only sit like this. Carola walked behind Tarena, wrapped her arms around Tarena's waist, and embraced the little princess in her ornate gown. "Let go! Don't touch me!" Tarena struggled unwillingly. Carola ignored her, instead cupping Tarena's breasts with both hands. The moment she grasped Tarena's breasts, Tarena immediately felt the vibrator in her cunt activate. However, compared to the frenzy of the previous two activations, the vibration of the vibrator this time was gentler, and the stimulation it brought Tarena was not enough to force her to orgasm in a short period. "Damn it...!" The latex suit she was wearing made it impossible for Ophelia to casually remove it, so she had never known that a magical mark had appeared on her chest. "This is... Carola's magic!" "You bitch! What are you trying to do now!" Feeling the magical mark on her chest was left by Carola, Ophelia couldn't help but shout in anger, her ice magic instantly filling the entire manor. "Wuwuwu..." The coldness woke Noxin from her sleep. Not yet fully freed from her restraints, she sat up beside Ophelia with a look of surprise and uncertainty. As Noxin sat up, Ophelia suddenly noticed the magical mark on her chest emit a strange magical energy towards Noxin, enveloping her. Finally, with a flash of light, Noxin, who had transformed into a purple-haired girl, vanished from the bed, replaced by a little blonde girl. The girl still bore the restraints from Noxin's original body, but due to her smaller size, most of the restraints had become quite loose, appearing as though they could be removed at any moment. The blindfold on her face had also tilted slightly, revealing one eye. "Ta... No! You're Noxin?" The moment Ophelia saw the girl, she instinctively thought of Tarena, but before the name could leave her lips, she suddenly considered another possibility. "Wuwuwu... Pwah!" The girl tried to speak. Because her head was slightly smaller, the straps of the gag had loosened, allowing her to successfully spit out the gag from her mouth. After spitting out the gag, the girl quickly struggled her hands, and they slipped out of the slightly loosened loops of rope. Her current body was indeed much smaller than Tarena's. With her hands free, the girl removed the blindfold from her face. "Cough... It's me, hello, sister." After removing the blindfold and gag, Noxin nodded her head and responded to Ophelia. In the few days since Ophelia had rescued her, although she had been bullied by Ophelia, Noxin was not resistant to it, and she realized that Ophelia was indeed helping her escape. "Your body has returned to normal..." "Does that mean Tarena has returned to her own body? Is this Carola's plan?" Ophelia was somewhat surprised by Noxin's return to her own body and couldn't help but speculate about Tarena's situation. ... Just as Noxin had returned to her own body, the magic circle on the ground, having completed its intended purpose, was damaged. The girl standing before Carola had now transformed into a purple-haired maiden. Tarena had successfully regained her own body, but she was still wearing the restraint dress, with a chastity belt integrated into the pannier locked at her crotch, and the same vibrating dildos inserted into her pussy and ass. Although her own body was slightly larger than the little princess's petite frame, Tarena still felt the restraint dress fit her perfectly, clearly indicating its automatic size adjustment function. As Carola had specifically arranged it, the pannier beneath the skirt had re-hardened and seemed to have extended slightly. At Tarena's current height, the distance between the hem of the skirt and the ground was no different than before. Therefore, even with her legs being a bit longer, Tarena could still sit on the pannier to rest by simply tucking her legs in slightly. "Wuwu..." Tarena had no idea what had happened. She only felt that all the magic within her and her source of magic had suddenly vanished into thin air. "Success!" Carola exclaimed excitedly, reaching out her hand and touching the crown on Tarena's head once more. As Carola's touch landed, the toy in Tarena's pussy abruptly stopped. The world, which had been completely dark before her eyes, finally allowed her to see her surroundings. "...Wuwuwu!" With her vision restored, Tarena finally breathed a sigh of relief. She then discontentedly tried to question Carola about something, but she still couldn't speak without starting with "Master." Watching the restraints Tarena produced, Nuoxin didn't immediately recognize their purpose. "Just a fun little toy. Speaking of which, you clean yourself with magic, right?" Tarena asked Nuoxin with a smile. "Yes," Nuoxin nodded. Magic offered great convenience. "Good." Tarena nodded and placed the beaded plug she held against Nuoxin's rear, pushing the beads on the string one by one inside. Nuoxin struggled uncomfortably for a moment before the plug was smoothly inserted entirely into her. Though it wasn't Nuoxin's first time having something inserted anally, it was definitely her first time with so much. She felt as though her stomach had expanded, causing significant discomfort. "Mmm... it's so uncomfortable. Why are you putting these things in me..." Nuoxin, with her hands bound, could only writhe and struggle on the chair. "It's precisely when your body is suffering that you'll experience more intense pleasure," Tarena explained soothingly, then re-dressed Nuoxin in her underwear. Next, Tarena wrapped a rope around Nuoxin's waist beneath her dress, tying it simply to secure the dildo protruding from her pussy, ensuring it wouldn't slip out. After this, Tarena brought Nuoxin's legs together and picked up a bundle of rope, tying it above Nuoxin's knees, binding her thighs together while leaving her calves free, allowing her to still stand and walk. "There, all done." After tying Nuoxin's thighs, Tarena pulled the hem of the skirt back down to cover Nuoxin's legs and helped her up from the chair. The dildo's head still protruded from her pussy, and sitting up directly made Nuoxin feel quite uncomfortable. She leaned back against the chair, finding some relief. Seeing Nuoxin's flushed face as she reclined on the chair, Tarena picked up a gag and easily pried Nuoxin's mouth open, inserting it. "Mmmph..." Nuoxin shook her head in dissatisfaction. "Now it's your turn. Do whatever you want," Tarena said, looking at Nuoxin's displeased eyes. She smiled and lifted the Source of Magic from her chest, pressing it against Nuoxin's body. As long as they both touched the Source of Magic, they could draw upon its power, either Tarena or Nuoxin. "Mmm!" Nuoxin's eyes lit up, and she immediately tried to channel the magic from the Source of Magic. It went smoothly, just as it had when the Source of Magic was inside her. With this magic, Nuoxin easily cast control spells, making the ropes she had taken out float towards Tarena. "Hmm?" Since Tarena was wearing a restrictive dress she couldn't remove, Nuoxin controlled the ropes to slip under the fabric, pressing directly against Tarena's body and beginning to bind her. She successfully tied Tarena in a Kagomari bondage pattern. After completing the Kagomari, Nuoxin didn't forget to insert two vibrators into Tarena's pussy, using the rope from the Kagomari to cinch her pussy shut, preventing the vibrators from being pushed out. With Tarena's body bound, Nuoxin also tied her hands and chest. For her hands, she used a method Nuoxin was more familiar with. She had Tarena place her hands behind her back in a prayer position, then used rope to secure her wrists and arms, hoisting her hands high behind her back in a maximally restrictive pose. The intense restraint forced Tarena to tilt her head back and arch her chest. Even with Tarena's physique, she could feel a slight pain from this binding. After securing the ropes, Nuoxin controlled new ropes to tie Tarena's legs, again only wrapping them a few times above her knees, binding only her thighs and not her calves, allowing them to still stand and walk. "Heh heh~" Having finished binding Tarena, Nuoxin looked with satisfaction at Tarena's restrained posture. Tarena sat down next to Nuoxin, the two of them, bound by ropes, squeezing against each other. Nuoxin controlled a gag and inserted it into Tarena's mouth, silencing her just as she had silenced herself. Then, she leaned her body against Tarena. The tight restraints always gave Nuoxin a sense of security, provided she was bound willingly, which was the case now. And with someone similarly bound beside her, Nuoxin couldn't help but want to be closer to her, which was why she leaned her body against her. They sat there quietly, but as their bound bodies reacted, their wet pussies activated the toys within. *Vrrrrrr...* The vibrators and dildo began to vibrate at high frequency within Nuoxin's and Tarena's pussies. Nuoxin could even feel each bead on the string inserted into her rear beginning to vibrate. The activation condition for these vibrators and the dildo was the same: they would activate in a sufficiently moist environment until their magic ran out or they became dry again. "Mmm..." With more toys in her pussy and rear than Tarena, the intense stimulation from the activated toys caused Nuoxin to curl up, trembling and struggling to endure the pleasure. In comparison, the two vibrators in Tarena's pussy were still bearable. She watched Nuoxin, who was draped over her lap, enduring the pleasure with an appreciative gaze. "Mmm..." Nuoxin, her eyes hazy, lay on Tarena's lap, the pleasure from the vibrations quickly overwhelming her. "Your Highness, we've reached the fork in the road. Which direction shall we proceed?" At that moment, the coachman's voice suddenly called out from outside. She was quite accustomed to restraint, and didn't feel that Noxin's restraint would be any more uncomfortable than being sealed away for a long time. Noxin should only make her feel comfortable. "Mmm, by the way, what is this?" Noxin searched for a moment and suddenly took out a vacuum chamber and a vacuum bed from her storage space ring. These were previously bought by Tarena using Noxin's body. Since the space ring was not part of the restraint dress, it remained with Noxin after the body swap, not with Tarena. "These are props bought from the Dark Night Restraint Supplies store before. Liz tried them herself and said they felt pretty good." Tarena explained to Noxin, but didn't mention that she had also tried them herself. "How do you use this? I want to try too!" Hearing Liz say it felt good, Noxin's eyes lit up and she immediately asked curiously. Tarena nodded, walked over, picked up the magic device for pumping out air, and demonstrated it to Noxin with it empty. When Noxin saw the vacuum chamber being emptied of air and the latex film being sucked deeply inward, her expression was one of shock, her face slightly flushed, clearly very interested in the item. However, even though she was interested, Noxin didn't rush to get inside. She hadn't forgotten her intention to bind Tarena and temporarily placed the vacuum chamber and vacuum bed together, then pushed Tarena to the bedside. After Tarena sat down, Noxin immediately grabbed several bundles of rope and climbed onto the bed, sitting behind Tarena. Tarena cooperatively put her hands behind her back. Noxin skillfully picked up the rope and draped it over her wrists, beginning to wrap and tie. Noxin often played restraint games with Liz, so she was very skilled at tying people up. After confirming that Tarena's flexibility was very good, Noxin used a more extreme method of binding, hanging Tarena's hands behind her back. This level of restraint was also familiar to Tarena, and she didn't struggle, allowing Noxin to continue tying her. Since Tarena was wearing a restraint dress that couldn't be removed, Noxin, after tying her upper body, looked at Tarena's legs and pondered for a moment, unable to think of a good way to tie them. Due to the large skirt hem, she had to resort to the most common method, lifting Tarena's skirt and tying her legs together. After tying her, Noxin had Tarena lie down on the bed. Only then could she successfully tie a crotch rope under the restraint dress and then insert two vibrators into Tarena's small hole. She then inserted the vibrator previously used on Alice into the small hole, pushing the two vibrators to the deepest part, so that the crotch rope would press against the vibrator, preventing it from being pushed out of the small hole. "Mmm..." Tarena couldn't help but clench her legs together, her face flushed and her eyes hazy as she looked at Noxin emerging from under her skirt. "That should be about it!" Noxin happily pulled Tarena's skirt hem to cover her again. Hearing Noxin's words, Tarena struggled to sit up from the bed. Fortunately, Noxin hadn't thought of inserting a vibrator into her rear, otherwise it would have been difficult for her to even sit up. "Is this enough?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tarena looked down at the ropes crossed over her chest, then moved her legs, which were tied together under the skirt but invisible, and asked Noxin. "Of course not. Sister Noxin will help you up first." Noxin shook her head with a grin, then supported Tarena by her upper arms, which were tied to her sides, and helped Tarena stand up from the bed. Because her legs were tied together, Tarena could stand, but she couldn't walk freely. To move, she had to hop. With Noxin's support, Tarena had to hop step by step to the side. With each hop, she could feel the vibrator in her small hole seeming to burrow deeper, making her face flush and her body go soft. Finally, Noxin helped Tarena to the vacuum bed that had been taken out earlier. "You're going to put me in here?"