Megan bowed deeply before the Kai Ti woman, who bowed herself. The petite Kai Ti snapped her fingers, and several girls hastened to carry the groups luggage up the staircase to their chamber in the inn, a large single one for all.
The red haired witch offered cigarettes, not her Malegos, but Felljashos, out of a pastel blue pack, a light brand. The inn mistress took the offered stick, mouthed it and received a light from the Alboran. Megan lit one of her own, and the two sealed the deal with this ceremonial smoke.
The others remained in the background, petite Kai Ti inn maids running around them, carrying plates with bowls of food and small cups of tea. Behind the friends was a glass chest, full of crawling spiders the size of cats – plus their legs.
Tashmal stood as far away from the chest as possible, not looking at it. This here was the first Kai Ti city they had reached, leaving Rondaka for good this morning on another dragon.  
As the danger of abduction attempts was now high, they had thought it unwise to continue their little mistress and slave game. So, Tashmal was free, clothed and armed again, although the marks of the latexa gag were still clearly visible on her cheeks.
Niyi was still packaged, but the knots of her bondage would come loose if she really started to struggle. They had tested it, she could wriggle out of her bondage in a few minutes, so she would not be completely helpless if everything went wrong.
The Kai Ti were very polite to the Arankas and Rondakas, but Niyi received numerous looks full of hatred and contempt. On their way through the citys streets to the inn, one passerby, an obviously rich woman with no less than seven bodyguards, had even demanded that the Mayuta be whipped on the spot, as her sight had insulted her eyes. Megan had managed to solve the situation with her fluent Kai Ti dialect and her good show of correct manners. In the end, Niyi got away with a lash across her buttock cheeks.
Dana was in a fouler mood than the days before. Last night, she had dreamt of the elve from the second seal again, and – again – she hadn’t understood what the creature had wanted to tell her.
She had awakened with a headache, and Megans magic hadn’t helped. She had considered freeing Niyi from her bonds so that the Mayutan could apply Lo Zuki to her, but had decided against it, lest someone got agitated about an unsecured arch enemy.
Yesterday, in the rondakian border city of Lig Teket, they had by spells learned the basic Kai Ti language, that is a simplified form all Kai Ti spoke, which was used for trade and the like. Megan had as a teenager learned the full language for fun and out of interest, so she would undertake most conversations if possible.
The girls had too visited a beauty maga, who had renewed everyones makeup and had trimmed the hair manes of some of them. It had been quite costly, but everyone, even Zusha, had agreed on the matter.
As the deal was finished, they all sat down on a long, very low table. There were no seats, only cushions on the floor, so they knelt or sat down cross legged. Megan ordered teas and meals for all, assuring the worried Tashmal that it would not be the odd spider out of the glass chest.
The meals, yet another cuisine, tasted strange due to the completely different spices used. Even the bread had a different taste. But it was not bad at all, and all girls were hungry. Lina was ordered by Zusha to remove Niyis gag and water and feed her. The Mayutan breathed deeply once the gag was gone, and Dana felt with her. Being gagged all day crossed the border from hot fun to torture, and the blonde thought if the gagging was really necessary. Bringing the issue up, everyone chided her and she was told that the gag was an essential part of any bondage.
Sheepishly she dropped the matter. After meal was finished, everyone indulged in smoking, but when all had killed their sticks, they retired to their chamber. First order there was to free Niyi from her bonds, who stretched afterwards and showed her typical reserved smile.
When they had settled down there on soft mattresses on the floor which were the equivalent of beds here in Kai Ti, Trish announced:
“There is danger ahead. We were spotted in the city by a slave huntress, and she has sent scouts to the inn who observed us the whole evening. The con-fy-deths have seen this in dreamworld. The bitch is currently planning her attack, which will certainly happen tonight, as she already knows we will continue by dragon tomorrow.”
The girls exchanged glances. Tashmal seemed more amused than concerned. Dana sighed:
“The first night in Kai Ti, and it already has started. Well, any proposals what to do?”
“We surprise them, post no guard, pretend all to sleep,” Tashmal said.
“Daring, but dangerous. What, when they use a sleeping spell or a sleeping gas pressed through the keyhole?” Rowenn objected.
Megan smiled:
“I can counter both, and we pretend it has worked. When they enter the chamber and approach the mattresses were we seemingly all sleep, we attack.”
Dana nodded and added:
“The con-fy-deth can observe them in dreamworld during the entire thing. But can we make a zone of silence around the chamber once we attack? I would prefer if the fight would not be audible in the inn. We leave the slave hunters well packaged, and leave in the morning as if nothing is amiss.”
The others chuckled, everyone liked that. Content with their plan, they undressed and relaxed for a while, with Marule massaging healing oil into Niyis body and limbs, to counter the effects of the day long bondage.
Later, Sirf reported about the progress of the slave huntress. She had gathered a maga and 16 minions, and she indeed intended to use a sleeping gas. They were currently approaching the inn, heavily laden with ropes, gags and the like to be used on Dana and her friends. The slave huntress herself was down in the inn hall, discussing with the inn mistress the price for her cooperation.
Megan explained to the others that she would catch the sleeping gas in an aerial bubble and let it drift out the window, which she would then by telekinesis spell close again. She would invocate the spell as quiet as possible.
They waited, relaxing under their blankets, where they hide their latexa clubs. They would use these and unarmed combat skills in the fight. The material to package the slave hunters would be provided by those themselves.
About an hour had passed, as Sirf told them the enemy was before the chamber. Soon, the hissing of the gas was audible. It filled Megans magical air bubble behind the key hole in a gray mist.
There had been the danger that the Maga of the hunters would be alerted by Megans spells, but it looked like the Kai Ti in question was not concentrating very much.
As Dana wondered about this, Sirf told her in her head:
“I have taken the liberty to send her a small arousal spell.”
“I see. So you can cast spells without voicing them. Good to know.”
“Well, I have mewed it.”
Dana suppressed a chuckle.  Meanwhile, all of the sleeping gas had been  caught in Megans bubble, and the magical bag of air hovered through the chamber to the window and vanished outside. The witch invocated another spell with a low voice, and slowly and silently the window closed.
The attackers outside waited a few minutes for their gas to take effect and dissolve afterwards, then someone worked on the keyhole of the door. It opened slowly. Through half closed eyes, Dana saw the Kai Ti enter. They wore leather clothes, clubs and daggers hung from their belts. They were carrying ropes and silken gag materials in their hands.
All 16 came in, followed by the leadress and the maga, who both wore silk. The Kai Ti approached the seemingly sleeping foreigners under their blankets. The leadress mouthed a cigarette, let out a soft moan and mumbled, offering her pack to the maga:
“They are all sleeping like babies. Wonderful. Go ahead, girls, package the bignoses all strictly. Their slavery should start right, and theres no better start than tight bondage.”
The minions knelt down beside the friends, ropes and gags at the ready. Dana threw back her blanket and hit one of “her” Kai Ti with the club, followed by a fist under the second ones chin. Both girls went out cold.
Megan invocated the “zone of silence” spell, so that no sound would leave the chamber. Danas friends threw back their blankets too and attacked. Even Marule used a club to take out an enemy, and then used her advantage in height, build and strength to wrestle down another.
Surprised, inferior in physical strength, and hands full of ropes and silken scarfs, kneeling to boot, the Kai Ti were easy prey. It took only moments before all 16 were taken out.
It had happened so quickly, that the leadress and the maga were still standing perplexed in the center of the chamber, the unlit cigarettes dangling from their lips.
Megan said in perfect Kai Ti:
“Don’t do anything stupid, and this adventure might end well for you. Especially you, Lady Maga, should refrain from any spell.”
 Dana mouthed and lit a cigarette, taking over from Megan:
“You two may gag yourself with those silken gags you use. Make it tight, we want to see your eyes bulge.”
The two Kai Ti changed a look, their eyes already widening. Both inadvertently sucked on the unlit cigarettes on their doll lips.
The blonde mumbled:
“Or must we hit your delicate skulls with a club? So, obey, will you?”
The two girls now did as told, removing the cigarettes and shoving folded silk scarfs into their mouths with shaking hands. Both immediately started to mew and whimper into the gags.
Dana grinned:
“I like this talk. Its universal, no matter where you go.”
Leadress and maga now applied scarfs to secure the packings, then another scarf to seal the gag. Both mewed heavily, their eyes bulging just fine. Tashmal had taken up a scarf from the ground and exclaimed:
“Uuuh, they are all soaked with a lust potion.  Fine, fine.”
Some of Danas friends had started to strip the unconscious minions. The blonde ordered the two gagged girls before her to strip too. The maga had a large dragon tattoo on her back. Both girls nipples proved to be hard and erect, and as they dropped their silken slips, it was revealed their pussies were already dripping heavily.
“Open your hair. Ohh, what manes you got there, very beautiful. I am considering shaving them.”
Megan said:
“Beware, balding is a great shame in Kai Ti. Even if it is regrown magically, the loss of ones hair is one of the most cruel things for a Kai Ti.”
And really, the two women shook their heads and made pleading sounds through the gags.
Dana smiled:
“Very well, maybe you will keep your hair. “
“Well, well, that’s fine. Now take up some ropes and gags and start to work on your minions, you two.” Dana beamed.
“I gather you two know how to tie someone up, so make it strict and tight.”
While groaning in the gags, the two women, already gagged and naked, worked their way through their minions, tying up and gagging them too.
The friends only checked on the bondage when one was ready and leaned her against a wall. After some time, all 16 Kai Ti had been packaged, and on Danas order, the leadress bound the maga, before she herself was packaged by Tashmal.
The friends looked about in the chamber. There was a big heap of clothes, shoes and weapon belts, and along the chambers walls now a total of 18 packaged Kai Ti leaned, who now slowly regained their senses. All started immediately to whimper in the gags and to struggle in the bonds.
“Will w get sleep tonight, with these sounds around?” Marule asked.
“Why not? Its music in my ears,” Tashmal laughed.
Rowenn and Megan took over the first guard, well the others went to sleep, this time for real. At first, Dana was irritated by the sounds, but soon she managed to ignore them, and drifted off to sleep.
She woke up refreshed in the morning, and found their would be abductors just as helpless as before.  Everyone washed with the water of bowels provided with the chamber, then dressed.  Dana wished farewell to their captives, not without patting the gagged cheeks of the leadress and the maga. The other girls did the same cheerfully, and when Niyi had been packaged for the day, they went downstairs for a quick breakfast.
In the hall, the inn mistress stared at them disbelievingly, but ordered her maids to serve them perfectly nonetheless. Megan wished the woman well before they left, and Dana had to suppress a chuckle.
Outside in the streets, on the way to the dragon port, Dana asked Tashmal:
“What do you think, will the inn mistress free them? Or will she just call another slave hunter who will enslave these?”
Tashmal shrugged:
“One can never know. This business is dangerous. All too easily, one can become the slave oneself. They knew the risks. Do you have pity for them, my Benit mouse?”
“No, not really, I was just curious.”
“Those silken gags are pretty. And so soft. We should try them ourselves.”
“I would be surprised if we wouldnt, my cute whore.”

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“What is that large ruin? Do you know, Megan?” Dana asked, pointing to the spacious ruins on a hill overlooking the city of Mung Hising.
“Its an old fortress, destroyed in the civil war. It was besieged for several years, and finally taken by treason. The ensuing slaughter was very great, and it is rumored the souls of the slain still wander about there. Although inside the walls, no one approaches the ruin on the hill, as far as I have been told.”
The friends had reached Mung Hising, the last point in their dragon journey, in about a week. Dana had halfway expected there would be slave hunters every night in every city, but that hadn’t been the case. The group had been unmolested during the preceding days and nights.
Once, in a small city they rested for the night, a pack of youth had tried to steal their cigarettes, but they had thwarted this attempt easily. To Tashmals dismay, Dana had even given the girls two packs of Malego for free, after they had them all nicely packaged and stowed in an abandoned house in an alley. The blonde had too left a knife behind, so that the girls could free themselves, lest someone found them and thought about selling them as slaves.
To Tashmals protests she had said:
“We have enough money to buy new Malegos anytime. Don’t be so avaricious, Tashmal, will you?”
In the following night she had to pay for it by playing Tashmals slave, who had gifted her to the others. All in all, it had been much fun. The blonde grinned while thinking back to that incident.
There had been only one other incident worth mentioning. That had been in another city in the inn, during evening meal. Rowenn had tried a dish with very tasty soft meat in it, only to learn later it had been leeches. The fact that Megan had known this before had led to a little crisis between the witch and her sworn combatter, but here, too, Megans nightly use as a pleasure slave had calmed Rowenns anger.
The girls continued on their way, the small Kai Ti making room for them as they walked through the streets.  They passed many booths in this district, and it touched Dana as odd that the merchants didn’t loudly praise their goods. She knew it was because to raise ones voice was seen as shame here, but she had difficulty to come to terms with this silence.
Two rich girls in palanquins were carried past them, accompanied by half a dozen bodyguards with clubs and daggers. The rich and mighty here always employed rather large numbers of guards, once, the group had even been approached by an agent of a mercenary company to join their ranks. They would have earned rather much money, as they would have fulfilled a double function, first as guards and secondly as a way for their mistress to show of her loftiness and importance, she able to employ exotic “bignoses”, as the women of other races were called among the Kai Ti.
They stopped at a large booth with fruits and bought some. Dana was biting into a peach, as Sirfs voice was audible:
“Problems ahead. The governor of the city has been informed about your arrival and has ordered your arrest. A rather large unit of soldiers is already marching towards you. “
Dana made a grimace and told the others. Marule asked:
“Is there any sense in fleeing, or even fighting?”
“Not really,” Megan said.
“We better wait here for the soldiers and surrender. Maybe we can solve this by negotiation with the governor, or we can flee later once they think we are harmless and subdued.”
Zoet added:
“I have the feeling it wont go without another packaging.”
Tashmal sighed:
“Oh, well, in this case, no need to be careful with smoking. Lets all have a cigarette before the treatment falls upon us.”
Minding the Achaians words, they lit cigarettes. Zusha even allowed Lina to smoke one. Alternately dragging on her stick and biting in her peach, Dana said:
“Any idea WHY the governor wants us arrested?”
“Osh has told me about strange happenings in the city during the last nights. Unexplained killings, it is rumored living skeletons behind it, coming down from the ruins. We are strangers, and Trish and I with our staffs are obviously magas. So, it has to be us behind the evil happenings, no?” Megan said dryly.
Marule exclaimed:
“But we just have arrived by dragon! How can we be responsible for things happening during the preceding nights?”
“The governor probably doesn’t believe it herself, but it will calm down the populace. We can expect the soldiers making quite a show of our arrest, so, we will definitely be packaged publicly.” Tashmal threw in.
Dana nearly said “Wonderful”, but stopped herself in time.
Megan said:
“The con-fy-deths should vanish into the city. Horsh is already flying high above.”
Marule set down Sirfs basket, and the tomcat sprang out and vanished between the legs of the passersby. The redhaired witch meanwhile went down to one knee and fumbled with her rucksack. Osh, the snake, left his hiding place between her breasts and slid under a booth nearby.
As they had all finished their cigarettes, and Dana thought about lighting a second one, there was movement among the passersby like a wave going through a sea. The soldiers had arrived. The Kai Ti parted, and 40 soldiers plus an officer and her young leftenant  were marching  between the booths.
They encircled Dana and her group, spears and crossbows aimed at them. The girls waited, already having dropped their rucksacks at their feet. The officer approached them, she was tall for a Kai Ti, her doll face was stern, her hair in a long plait, like Danas was today.
Oddly, she bowed deeply before the foreigners. Megan took two steps forward and bowed too.
“On order of Ding Lo-Li, governor of this city, you are all arrested. Follow orders and you wont be harmed.”
Megan answered:
“We wont resist. We trust in the law and the wisdom of the governor. But may we enquire on what grounds we are arrested?”
“Treason and black magic.”
There were whispers going through the crowd at that. Hundreds of Kai Ti were staring at them. Dana came to mind that they would all witness their packaging. She was no longer surprised she felt her heat rising by the thought.
“Now, drop your weapon belts and staffs.”
The friends did as ordered. The officer nodded like a stern, but proud mother to that.
“My leftenant will come forward with a bag of silken scarfs. Each of you will take three of them and gag herself with them.”
The leftenant, a young, very beautiful girl, approached them with the bag. Everyone took out scarfs and started the self gagging. As it was Danas turn, she took a deep breath and then shoved a folded scarf into her mouth. It was, as expected, soaked in lust potion, and she, like her friends, immediately groaned and moaned inadvertently. She applied the two other scarfs as strap and band, unbidden making them quite tight. The gagging aroused her as always. She saw the same arousal in the eyes of her friends as all changed glances.
“Good. You look pretty, adorned with gags, stranger women. Now strip, but leave boots and gloves on.  They will set of nicely to your naked bodies.”
The Kai Ti soldiers were wearing leather themselves, the boot of the soldiers knee high, those of commander and leftenant thigh high as those of Danas group. Dana thought that the two would be fine packages themselves, especially the extraordinarily beautiful leftenant.
They stripped, the eyes of every Kai Ti around on them. Despite their politeness and manners, there were loud “Aaahs!” and “Oohs!” as Danas and Marules big breasts became visible.  The leftenant, standing near Dana, licked her light green painted lips.
When naked save for boots and gloves, they were ordered to kneel and put their arms behind their back. Soldiers came forward with white rope and started to tie them up strictly and brutally. Their elbows  were tied together, then their wrists, followed by ropes above and below their breasts and around their bellies. One of the Kai Ti binding Dana put a booted knee into Danas back every time she pulled the rope tight. Dana felt more aroused by this brutal treatment.  As the bondage was complete, the blonde struggled helplessly and couldn’t help but threw her head back, her hair flying, screaming wildly in her gag.
Danas friends didn’t fare much better, struggling and mewing, all clearly much aroused. The Kai Ti leftenant looked down on Dana and said:
“You look quite hotted, bignose. “
The girl rose her voice and exclaimed:
“The captive is very hot indeed.”
There were more “Aaahhs!” and “Ooohhs!” from the crowd.
Dana groaned, her eyes meeting those of several Kai Ti in the crowd. Their doll faces were expressionless, but she could sense their glee about her treatment.
“How beautiful you are in your helplessness and hotness. I hope you are sentenced to slavery. In this case I will bid for you. Maybe I will make a nice wig out of this beautiful hair.”
With that, she stroke Danas hair, before turning and announcing:
“To the side with the slut. The next one, this darkhaired milkskinn.”
Dana was half dragged to one side and knelt beside Niyi, who had already started the day as a package and knelt the whole time there with eyes down.
Its only a sexual game, Dana reminded herself. We don’t want to be slaves for life. But being in this concrete situation now, new doubts rose in the blonde.
While she tried to come to terms with both her arousal and her mixed feelings about it, the other girls were readied in quick succession. Megan was number three, followed by Rowenn. Then, it was Zushas and Linas turn, followed by Trish and Zoet, and Marule was last.
At the end, ten packages knelt on the stones of the street, still eyed by hundreds of Kai Ti.
Done with the show, the plaited officer ordered them all leashed, and with belt like lashes the girls were beaten to their feet. Dana saw Tashmal receive three lashes, her eyes going wide and she again issuing gag screams, and she could tell how much her achaian whore was aroused by this treatment.
She soon felt the same as she was lashed severely too. The girls stumbled through the streets on their leashs, lashed again and again. The lanes were lined with Kai Ti starring at them.
Dana managed to think of their rucksack, clothes and weapons, and turning her head, she saw they were carried along by some of the soldiers. Another lash fell on her buttock. She concentrated on marching again, inwardly still fighting with hotness and doubts about freedom and slavery…