Sinon ran for the crumbling ruin, dropping into a slide to slip in through a crack on the bottom of the wall, just barely making it through. She quickly rolled to the side and pressed her back to the wall.

She felt her heart pounding and took short, controlled breaths as she listened for the voices outside. They were still there, clearly, searching for her. But for now, she would be hidden in here.

She ran a hand through her short, turquoise hair. She hadn't played Gun Gale in a while, with so many other games and real life obligations occupying her time. But this almost felt like being right back again. At least, it was an accurate aesthetic representation.

She knew the wasteland map she had spawned in, she had been there many times for missions and farming. Her avatar was also directly pulled from GGO. The same white leotard, camo-green jacket and pants, and white scarf. What the simulation didn't give her, though, were her weapons. Or any of her equipment. Which was fair enough, it wasn't attempting to make you play the game.

"I'm checking inside!", a voice echoed from another part of the crumbling building. Sinon quickly got up and hurried to another hiding place, staying low and trying to keep her steps quiet. She slipped into an empty room and dove behind some rubble blocking off the corner. The sound of heavy boots followed her quickly and turned into the same room behind her.

"I swear I saw something...", a rough, female voice mused behind her. Sinon suppressed the need to curse under her breath. The steps moved closer. The rubble was too obvious a hiding spot, she'd be found at this rate!

Sinon shifted quietly, balling her hand into a fist, feeling her Mental Gear instincts taking over. If she couldn't avoid being seen, she just had to take her out. She waited, looking up out of the corner, her heart beating fast.

The woman moved over the rubble and looked down, her long, deep-red hair hanging down one side, the other side of her head shaved, the rifle held against her black tank top, pointing down, her finger off the trigger. She was so close right away that Sinon could see every single piercing on her face.

Sinon shot up and delivered a straight punch to her chin. It barely seemed to stun her, but there was no other option now. She quickly got up and hopped over the rubble to run for the door. But she didn't even make it halfway across the room. The gun clattered to the ground and the woman lunged after her, pressing her arm against Sinon's shoulders to keep her down after she had pulled her to the dusty ground.

"Nice try, brat.", she hissed, grabbing hold of Sinon's left arm and twisting it onto her back before raising her voice. "Hey, I found her!"

Sinon twisted under her, trying to slip away. If she could struggle free now, she could make a run for it and get out of sight before the rest of them showed up. But she was pinned to the floor by the hunter's muscular arms and when she continued to struggle, she twisted her arm a little more, causing a shot of dull, momentary pain.

"Get off of me!", she yelled up at her, just as another set of boots entered the room.

"Will you please shut her up?", the first woman said, with clear annoyance in her voice. She took her arm off of Sinon's shoulders to grab her hair and pull up her head. She could see the second woman, her hair a poison-green pixie cut, kneeling down in front of her and taking a black rubber ball from her pocket.

Sinon tried to keep her mouth closed and turn away her head but the woman grabbed her chin to force her jaw open and stuffed the firm rubber into her mouth, lodging it behind her teeth. It was much bigger than the gag she had tried out before, barely fitting at all and filling her mouth completely.

The hunter then brought out a black leather panel, pressing it against her lips. It fit tightly over her mouth, her chin, and her cheeks and the two women started securing the straps. Two went around her head and one went over the top, locking the gag firmly in place.

While her head was still held up, she also brought out a leather collar, with several rings on the outside, and secured it tightly around Sinon's neck, tight enough that she could feel it pressing on her skin at all times.

The first woman now sat up, straddling Sinon's waist, and grabbed her other arm, twisting it back as well, making her groan loudly in protest. The green-haired hunter produced some leather cuffs and secured them around Sinon's wrists, then around her lower arms, just below her elbows. Her arms were forced closer together when she linked the cuffs with snap hooks, then used a short chain to connect the wrist cuffs to the back of the collar, forcing her to keep her arms bent on her back, her hands pointing up.

"Now, get up!", the first hunter said roughly, standing up and grabbing Sinon's collar by one of the rings, pulling her up. Sinon stumbled to her feet and glared up at her captives, wile one of them snapped a leather leash to the collar.

"Just to make sure you don't get lost again.", the second woman said firmly, her tone more threatening than teasing. She yanked the leash and Sinon was forced to follow them out.

They headed out of the building and into the open square between the ruins, an off-road truck already waiting for them with a tall, armoured man sitting behind the wheel, smoking.

"Took us long enough.", he said gruffly, clearly in a bad mood. "Her bounty better be worth the trouble."

The green-haired hunter got into the passenger seat while the redhead picked Sinon up by her legs and shoulders and tossed her into the loading bed, climbing after her and banging the back of the driver's cab.

The motor roared to life and they started moving, the wheels kicking up dust. Sinon tried to righten herself, but the hunter grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down again. She grabbed hold of her legs and placed the same leather cuffs around her ankles, then wrapped belts around her thighs and her lower legs just under her knees, pulling them tight.

She took another chain and snapped it into the hook with the ankle cuffs, then bent Sinon's legs and pulled at the chain, bringing it up to her wrist cuffs and snapping it into that hook, then connecting the chain to the collar as well. Sinon briefly tried to move her hand away when the hook opened, but to no success.

"There. Now be a good girl and give up." The hunter slapped the side of Sinon's ass and leaned back, letting out an annoyed sigh.

Sinon struggled, but there wasn't much room for her to move. With her arms and legs forcibly bent, she couldn't hope to accomplish anything. And yet, she didn't want to stop. The tight hogtie, her mouth completely stuffed, and the gag pressing against her face, she tugged and wiggled, making herself intimately aware of the strict helplessness she had been forced into.

What would happen to her now? Who even put a bounty on her head? Would she be locked up for some crime, or did someone have a personal interest in her? And if so, what kind of interest? Did they want her out of the way, did they want to torture her personally, or did they just want to keep her to themselves?

Sinon's anguished groans turned into soft moaning as she imagined all the ways this story might end.



Shino stretched and groaned when she was returned to the menu. Being free again after the tight restraints felt good, but she wouldn't have minded playing the scenario out a little longer. Maybe it was time to move on to a different category.

She looked back at the scenario menu. She had just picked from what she saw immediately at first, but by now, she had figured out something more about the menu. There were several tabs for scenarios, which she had assumed were just there as to not clutter a single page, but she had soon found that they actually held different categories.

The first tab, "Standard Game", was for simple captivity scenarios, some of which were escapable, though the game didn't tell her which ones. Once the player had been fully captured and restrained, the scenario's timer would start, automatically ending it once time had run out, giving the player time to struggle and live out the predicament.

The second tab, "Escape Game", contained explicit escape scenarios, which had a fail state. If the player didn't escape before time ran out, they would lose.

The third tab, "Red Game", was a lot more raunchy. It even warned the player of this when selecting it. If the rest of the game didn't earn its Mature rating, this one certainly did. Though they were similar to those in the first tab, these scenarios explicitly put the player in a sexual situation. While looking at the settings, Shino had discovered that, in addition to the timer, there was a secondary end condition labelled "Climax No.". Upon seeing this, she had quickly moved on.

Finally, the fourth tab, "Capture Game", seemed to be the inverse of the first, casting the player as the captor instead of the victim.

So far, Shino had only played Standard Games, but she couldn't ignore the other play styles if she wanted to give the game a proper review. She had tested the crossover-implementation, at least for Gun Gale, so she could check that off the list, though perhaps she should look at a few of the other crossover scenarios as well.

Moving back over to the Escape Game tab, she selected the first scenario in the list again.



Shino was standing in the middle of an open room, with tall lockers lining the walls and two benches in the middle between them. It was a gym locker room, there were even some clothes and sports bags still lying around.

She looked down at herself to check her avatar. She was wearing dark sport shorts, a light blue shirt, and white gym shoes. She was back in high school again, in gym class, or some kind of sports club. As if to confirm her deductions, the door opened and two familiar bullies came in.

"Oh, good, you're still here.", the blonde grinned, as the two of them made their way towards her. They were wearing the same uniform as before, so clearly they weren't here to participate.

Shino almost forgot to try and back off and when she remembered, they were already on her, grabbing her wrists.

"Sorry, nerd, but we need your club to lose today, so I'm afraid you're not going out there.", the ponytail girl said with a wicked grin of her own.

She started to try and pull away, but the two of them pushed her face-first against one of the lockers. One of them grabbed hold of both her arms Shino heard a ripping sound behind her.

Quickly, clingy silver tape was wrapped around her wrists, then around her arms up to her elbows. She was then pulled off the locker and held on place by the shoulders while the blonde wrapped tape around her body to pin her arms.

"Aww, not even crying for mercy? You scared, loser?", she teased, then quickly stuffed a balled-up sock into Shino's mouth when she opened it for a retort. She ripped off a few strips of tape and placed them tightly over her lips.

"Sit down.", ponytail bully commanded, pushing her down onto the bench, while the blonde started wrapping tape around her legs. She then turned around and unlocked one of the lockers, opening it to reveal it was completely empty. Realizing where this was going, Shino got up and tried to move out of the way, but the two of them had quickly grabbed her and pushed her inside.

"Don't worry, we'll come back after the game to get you out. Maybe." The blonde leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the tape gag before slamming the locker shut and turning the key. After banging on the door, the two of them left, giggling to themselves as always.

Shino took a deep breath and moved against the tape. Compared to the rough treatment by the bounty hunters, this was practically child's play. Still, she couldn't just struggle out and it was wound too tight to try and rip it. She started to lean against the door, to see if she could push it open, but of course it was locked.

Looking around, she tried to discern if there were any tools or sharp objects inside, but she barely saw anything in the darkness. She had to get out first.

Leaning against the back of the locker and positioning her feet forward, she slowly let herself slide down, managing to get into a sitting position, though it got pretty tight with her legs pressing against her chest.

Nudging herself forward and pulling her legs up, she laid down on her back, getting her legs up over her. She pulled them in and then delivered a firm kick to the door. It rattled, but stayed closed. Taking another breath, Shino gathered her strength and kicked two more times. Upon the third impact, the lock finally broke and the door swung open.

With a quiet sigh of relief, Shino sat up again and stretched her legs. At least she could see again and had more room to work with. Though the acrobatics had taken a while and she wasn't sure how far the timer had progressed by now, so she couldn't afford to rest.

Looking around the changing room, she made sure to scan the ground, the benches and the bags for anything helpful. Not able to find anything from her position, she pulled her legs back in, putting her feet on the ground. Shifting her wait, she precariously managed to stand up onto her feet.

With a better overview now, she looked around the room again and finally did spot something: A pocket knife, poking out of the side pocket of one of the gym backs. Who brought knives to school? That couldn't be legal.

Shifting on her feet to turn, she directed herself towards the bag and hopped in its direction, careful to keep her balance. A few hopes more and she had to lean against a locker to catch her breath, then position herself again carefully and hop the rest of the way.

Once she had reached the bag, she carefully slid down one of the lockers again to sit down next to her, turning her back towards it.

Feeling around, she managed to skirt the knife with her fingers a few times but it took some patience before she could grasp it. making sure she was holding it at the right end, she started picking at the edge. Pulling it out with tied wrists was surprisingly tricky, especially since she couldn't see what she was doing, but after countless tries, it finally snapped open.

Carefully turning it in her hand, Shino pushed the knife against the tape and started poking and sawing. She wasn't sure if she was actually doing a good job, or if the simulation was giving her some leeway, but she did feel the tape loosening and she regained some movement in her arms, allowing her to reach a bit higher and start cutting the tape around her body.

With her arms freed, she could start cutting the tape on her legs much more efficiently and once she could put the knife aside, she reached up and, after a moment of hesitation, tore the tape off of her mouth. It didn't hurt like she was sure it would in real life, the pain replaced by the dull pressure she knew from other games simulating it.

With cut and ripped strips still hanging off of her, Shino got to her feet and headed towards the door, pushing the handle and opening it into nothing.



She ended up back in the menu, her clothes returned to her standard avatar and the tape gone entirely. The scenario on the list was now marked with an icon reading "Success!".

Shino smiled, satisfied. But something told her she preferred the first tab still.