Hot and Cold
A deep thrill bubbled up from within her stomach when the sticky ropes pulled tight against her skin. She chewed on the soft sponge she had stuffed in her own mouth and allowed the tight rag coated in adhesive to cling tight to her face.
Elyn thrashed about on top of her soft bed and giggled under her gag at the sensation of her bonds. She had wrapped the ropes around her ankles and above and below her knees. She managed to slip her arms into tight ropes that pinned her arms and place. She was sure to frame her chest perfectly and admired herself in the mirror after she shackled her own hands behind her back. Elyn had toyed back and forth with the idea of a blindfold but she liked the idea of seeing herself in her own scrying mirror better.
After hearing what Lanala had told her of the ropes that Jhana had used to bind the three of them within that cave, Elyn made a point of finding the adhesive that had made them cling so tight. She found the shipyard’s alchemist in Dasi, the ca
