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Tales of Bondage	By : passiveaggressor Category: +S through Z > Tales of Symphonia Views: 6353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alice looked up at the sky, letting Decus’ sword fall from her hands. She looked down at Decus and fell to her knees, her hand reaching for his and taking it even as her life’s blood dripped from the gaping slash in her chest. Her vision blurred and the world turned sideways as she landed facedown on the root floor, her blood falling down through the gaps between the roots to land unnoticed upon the great seal that held shut the doors of Niflheim. Even as the final confrontation between the heroes and Richter was taking place, a different sort of confrontation was taking place, one that began with Alice’s blood.
The seal holding the doors shut had been weakened enough that a small crack had appeared in the door. It was not big enough for larger demons to slip through, but a smaller demon was a different story.
Drawn by the scent of virgin blood, a demon had slithered through the crack in the door before it had been sealed, following the dripping offering up to its source. A still dying Alice, the fires of life within her now little more than a spark. Yet a spark was enough for this demon as it slid through the wound in Alice’s chest and brushed her fading spirit.
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Alice found herself floating in a sea of darkness, a throbbing pain in her chest, the only sensation she could feel. ‘I’m dying...’ she thought as she floated aimlessly in the dark, ‘No Decus...no hope... I don’t...I don’t want to die...’
It was as she thought this, that a strange warmth licked her back. She turned and looked behind herself, discovering a dusky skinned female wreathed in flames standing behind her.
“You don’t want to die? Well I can save you... I can even give you revenge on those who killed you. All you have to do is forge a pact with me, and I’ll save your life.” she said, holding her hand out. Alice looked down at the hand in a daze, still not fully there. “You...can promise...me revenge?” she asked, her voice sounding so far away to her ears.
“I can, but only if you forge it with me now. Any longer and your spirit will leave your body and you WILL be dead.” the demon said, keeping her hand extended. Alice felt herself fading away, dissipating like mist. She extended her wispy hand and mouthed, “Deal...” feeling a surge of raw fire as her spirit was filled with demonic power, before she felt herself disappear.
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When she was aware again, she was in some kind of dungeon, with several locked caskets with screaming figures carved into the front, one at the end open with several rows of spikes inside, two halves of a screaming depiction of herself visible on the doors.

“How do you like my dungeon?” The female from earlier said, as she walked over, “After a few... decades in my care, we might get round to your revenge, as we put those foolish heroes into their own caskets, screaming in agony just like you...”

Alice felt her breath catch in her throat. She managed to get it back after a few seconds and said, “You tricked me. You never intended to help me get my revenge.” The demon clapped her hands, “You got it toots. Your ass is mine both figuratively and literally. And you know I gotta say...it’s a very nice ass indeed...”
“Stop looking at me like that! I’m not some slut slave!” Alice snapped, whirling to face down the demon. “Says you, but then again, who cares what a slave says?” she taunted, disappearing from view.
Alice looked around in fear, her heart pounding in her chest as she searched for the demon. Suddenly she felt a pair of cuffs close around her wrists, cuffing them behind her back, before a ribbon wrapped round her neck, almost strangling her, there being a loud snapping sound, before it became a chain leash and collar.
“You complete and utter bitch! When I get out of this, you are so dea-” Alice shouted before a mass of soft cloth filled her mouth, cutting off her tirade before turning into a leather panel gag. “When I’ve finished giving you some torture, well, once the last lock is fastened shut on that casket you’re going in, only my touch will even be able to open it, and you will suffer pain and suffering for as good as eternity... The first casket in that row has been sealed for over a millenia...”
Alice fought her captor as she was dragged to the center of the room. The demon took her wrists in her hands and released the cuffs from each other, reconnecting them in front as a ribbon wound its way through the link between the cuffs. The ribbon turned into a chain which pulled Alice up onto her tiptoes. A pair of ribbons slithered up and around her ankles forming cuffs that connected her ankles to eyebolts set in the floor.
“How do you like my ribbons?” The demon purred, running her hand over Alice’s ass and giving it a light spank, “They can become anything, and are totally under my control... The other part of your imprisonment will come later, and is going to be painfully tight and snug... I’ll even prolong the agony and sleep with your nice, snug, tightly wrapped form before I seal it away for a long long time...”
The demon reached over to a table and selected a long sharp knife, the light glinting off the keen edge. Alice shivered in fear but couldn’t even twitch as the demon lowered the knife to her front and slit the front of her dress. Alice whined as the knife slid through her puffy pantaloons, the soft white material falling to the floor. The demon lifted up a pair of filmy, almost see-through underpants, holding them between her fingers.
“I think these will suit you more...” She purred, “So many shiny, tight layers... And I’ll enjoy putting every single one on...” The demon set the panties down and picked up a strange tool resembling a cat’s paw on a handle. “The good thing about turning you into a rubber toy... It doesn’t matter what I do to your skin... No-one will see it...”
Alice let out a scream of pain as the tool was placed just below her collar bone and drawn down her left side, the sharp claws of the tool scoring her skin. The demon purred at hearing the sound, drinking in Alice’s distress, humiliation, and pain before drawing the tool down her right side. The sound was just as satisfying to the woman as the first, but she knew the torture was just beginning.
The demon moved behind her, using the tool to trace wavy lines down her back, weaving around the vertebrae, eliciting loud cries and sobs of pain from the half-elf. The tool was brought to her front and used to trace swirls on her breasts and wavy designs on her belly. The tool was then used on her arms and finally on her legs.
By the end of the torture, poor Alice was scored everywhere, her cheeks bearing wavy lines that ended just under her eyelid. “That’s a much better look for you, sobbing and hanging like a piece of meat.” the demon taunted, selecting a red candle from the tray and lighting it with a snap.
Alice looked at the waxy stick and shook her head, making pleading sounds as the demon held the candle over her breasts, a single drop falling perfectly to land on her nipple. The bound girl screamed and writhed as the demon began to use the candle to paint her breasts and stomach red with dripping candle wax. “And this isn’t the nastiest bit...” The demon purred, “I still have to peel it off...”
She moved behind Alice, lighting a new candle and moving behind her, letting the wax drip down her back and onto her ass, leaving a thin coating all over her sensitive parts. She then smirked as she saw it cool and dry out just enough.
“Perfect, now for the fun part.” she said, getting out a flogger and swinging it in one hand. Alice heard the sound and froze, knowing it all too well. The wax cracked and flaked off as the tendrils of the flogger smacked against her body, her throat almost raw as she screamed again, almost wishing it would stop. The irony of her position was lost to her in the face of the pain she was feeling, as the stinging leather descended over and over again, red welts appearing everywhere it fell as the demon drank in her pain and suffering.
“Now, Do you want me to seal you away, take away the pain, the suffering and keep you safe from it all until you’re nice and ready to serve my purposes?” The demon asked, as she conjured a large pile of almost transparent rubber.
Alice looked behind her at the demon, panting heavily as the gag was removed. She coughed slightly and took a deep breath before spitting in the woman’s face. “So, Would you prefer to be sealed in that iron maiden without anything to protect your skin? Every spike penetrating unhindered into your flesh, drawing blood...” The demon continued, drawing her hands over the thin scars from the cat claws, the same patterns embossed into the rubber, “Do you want a barrier to a horrible and painful eternity?”
The bound half-elf spun in her bonds and finally said, “Go fuck yourself.” The demon just smirked, and the restraints lifted her towards the iron maiden, and she heard loud noises of bolts opening, the gleaming spikes seeming to beckon to her as the demon stood back and waited for what ended up happening next. Either there would be a bloodcurdling scream, followed by the locks hammering home, or she’d see her point of view and get rubbered up first...
Right before the demon was going to close the doors, she heard Alice cry out, “Yes! Yes! I want to be rubbered! Just please don’t put me in there!” The demon smirked and had the restraints pull her out, setting her next to the pile of rubber.
A white rubber suit floated over, the zipper sliding down as it engulfed her feet, the cuffs having turned to ribbons. She winced as the suit clung to her skin, dimpling it slightly. The demon smiled deviantly as the zipper slid up, the metal teeth turning to seamless rubber until the opening disappeared. A mask floated over next, a ribbon holding her hair up as it was pulled down.
A second suit, seemingly identical, floated over as Alice finished with the first, and she started sliding it on, only to wince more than with the first. “A-Are you sure these will all fit? This seems rather too snug...” she asked, looking at the worryingly large pile.
“Oh they’ll all fit... I’m sure of it...” she purred as the second suit and hood were placed over her, Alice’s body shape slightly more alluring, the scars turned into a deliciously intricate pattern drawn over the rubberized girl. A third suit arrived, Alice whimpering as she found this one seemed even tighter than the second.
“What are you trying to do? Something seems off about the fit each time...” Alice pleaded as the third suit slid on. The demon just looked at Alice’s ass, running her hand over it. “Oh, I think it’s perfect...” She purred, “Deliciously perfect.”
All Alice could do was squeak as a fourth and then a fifth suit and hood was placed on her, followed by a pair of fingerless rubber gloves and heeled boots. The last items to be placed on her was a corset, tightened to an uncomfortable 22 inches, a posture collar, and a white panel gag. “Mmm... Now to take you to bed...” She said, as a bed folded out of the wall, “You look positively good enough to devour... But your casket awaits you in the morning, my lovely squeaky toy... and, when you come out, you’ll be my deliciously petite little rubber plaything for eternity...”
Alice whimpered but followed, unable to do much else as she was cuffed spread eagle atop the bed, the demon curling around her. “Mine forever...” she purred, her hand cupping Alice’s breast while the other slid down toward her rubber clad sex.
Her captive mewed as the demon’s finger found the opening in the rubber leading to her pussy, sliding a finger in and out of her, teasing her through the thick rubber layers. Alice squirmed as the demon added a finger, pumping faster as her fingers played with the girl’s nipple. “Ooh yes...fight it slave. Fight your orgasm, you won’t win. You’re gonna cum for me. Such a slut.”
Alice came at the word ‘slut’, her scream audible through the gag as she writhed atop the bed. The demon kept pumping her fingers, riding out the orgasm before slowly extracting them and licking away the juices. “God what a juicy slut you are, and we’re just getting warmed up...” she purred, descending on the girl for round two.
As the night wore on, Alice learned just how much the demon could make her squirm, despite the thick rubber. The only thing that made the night feel good for her, beyond the orgasms she was brought to, was when the demon fell asleep shortly afterwards.
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