The girls has been been trapped and held captive for some time. The collars they wear are high, to degrade the slaves. Keeping their heads forced into an upright position facing straight, as if they were slaves for evaluation. The ropes that had been binding Tona\u0027s legs together had been untied and replaced with stronger fetters. The shackles held together by very short chains, so she could only move her legs in short steps. \"Mmmm ......\"I Their faces bridled by leather straps. One observer might assume that each was gagged by a single round ball in their mouth. But there were in fact a second smaller ball inside connected to the first one by a leather cord that filled the rear of the mouth blocking the throat. The two girls could not stand the sensation of the foreign object. They tried to clear their throats to dislodge the inner ball. Sometimes they succeeded in having the inner ball roll forward to rest on the tongue for a while before it would slid back again, on other attempts it bounced on the front ball to fall back again. But the ball in the throat created such a discomfort that they kept trying.

\"Ugh ......Uhrrgh ......\" Moments passed, they remained standing, which was all they could do nut eventually they could hear a tapping sound approaching in the corridor, and eventually a skinny man wearing tattered and worn robes appears at the heavy door. His face in shadow under a hood, while his hands, holding the staff, with withered bony fingers, reminiscent of moss-grown trees. Behind him they could see several henchmen, where some was wearing white masks. Dressed in dark robes, these moved with mechanical twitchy movements suggesting they might not be quite human. It is the same silent figures they had spotted standing in various places in the residential area. These dolls obviously are under the spell of the dungeon\u0027s master, the evil magician they had been searching for.

They had so many questions, but their freedom to talk had been taken away long before the dungeons owner decided to make his appearance. \"Ughhhhh!\" \"It\u0027s nice to finally get a look at you two young witches. I am sorry for the lack of hospitality.\" The man speaks with a dark voice, that echo from the walls, filling the room with his presence. \"I heard a lot about you from the villagers. And while it can be hard to find a person in the forest, I called for a bit of help in locating you. Witches all helpful and full of compassion. So easy to catch.\" While it was impossible to see his face clearly, they noted how his eyes were scrutinizing them, as he was attempting to judge their value. \"With all due respect, I do find your garments quite unsuitable for a witch. I am about to prepare better ones for you. But as those will be a special design, I\u0027ll have to take some time to prepare the items for you two.\" This was one extraordinary statement, the man intended to make luxurious clothes for his captives. This dungeon master treated them not like prisoners, but like guests. Could he actually be what he appeared, a well spoken and accommodating host?

The dungeon master noted the discomfort the collar caused to Lillithira when she moaned in distress and made a gesture to one of the doll like servants to turn the winch. When Lilithira heard the clatter of the chain, she felt a brief moment of relief thinking that the chain would be loosened. Instead the collar started to dig into her throat as the chain coiled upward and she screamed into her gag. She stretched her legs to avoid being strangled, but the chain was then pulled even more taut and she went up on her toes. Eventually, she stood unsteady on the tip of her toes, and Lillithira\u0027s legs started to shiver from the effort. Each time her body did swivel the collar cut into her throat, only then did the Master instruct his attendant to secure her collar at that height. \"Urgh, gargle!\" She tried her best to protest against this treatment. but the master ignored her and turned to the henchmen who had remained in the background until this moment. \"You\u0027ve done a splendid job. You are indeed excellent hunters and catchers. As I promised, I have prepared a reward for you, and I want you to accept it.\" The man with the silver horn on his temple stepped forward, as the leader of his men. \"We just followed your instructions. I didn\u0027t think we\u0027d actually would catch them. Then we fettered their hands and necks and used the gags. It seems that when their amazing power is removed, they\u0027re nothing more than ordinary women. Now that these two have caused us a lot of trouble, we\u0027re all happy to put on this show.\" The man grabbed Lillithira\u0027s hair rudely to make her look up and then spat in her face. \u0027Fup!\u0027 The man scrutinized Lillithira\u0027s face as if he was trying to determine if he had settled the score or if there still was any defiance left, but she simply closed her eyes in humiliation. \"That, by the way was just a farewell. As long as we get paid, we don\u0027t care what happens to them. It doesn\u0027t matter to us if you\u0027re going to make them your slaves, or if you intend to send them to the Avaduan prison.\" Lillithira opened her eyes, wide in shock at what the man said. Avaduan, that was the name of the legendary witch\u0027s prison deep under the divine city. It was said that the people who were imprisoned there was allowed to leave. “Now I wonder, and just for tonight, would you allow us to amuse ourselves with these two wenches?” Lillithira knew what the men had in mind and that thought made her hair stand on end.

The Master looked back and forth between the two trembling witches and the men, but when turned to speak to the men the decision was unexpected. \"Yes, they are both beautiful witches. I can understand why you feel that way. I have seen men like you who have put their member into the private parts of a witch. They had no idea what horrible magic that resides within.\" The Master spoke slowly. \"Would you like to know what happened to those men? \" Neither of the men did reply, but waited for the Master\u0027s answer. \"That\u0027s right, nothing pleasant! One was turned into a witch\u0027s puppet on the spot and cut down all his companions, while another turned into a frog and was consumed by a snake. Come to think of it, I have heard of a person who lost a part on his body that he considered to be important.\"

The men who have been excitedly anticipating the prospect of having a woman turned pale and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. \"Well, something like that will not necessarily happen. It depends on the witch. Some also get lucky and experience supreme pleasure...... What do you people think? Do you still wish to try?\" The men understood that the suggestion was a taunt, and looked away, shuffling their feet in dismay. \"Believe me, its really is better if you don\u0027t. And it also better for me, it might affect the magic kernel they carry in their wombs.\" \"You have done a good job and you have both my gratitude and a reward forthcoming. If you need a beautiful woman, forget about these two and go to the city instead and find a good prostitute.\" The men seemed appeared cowed after being chastised in this manner, and they looked at each other. The man with the silver horn had a suggestion to make. \"Besides, there\u0027s quite a number of people who like these two, and if they find out that we had set a trap to catch them, there might be some who will come after us. So, just pretend we\u0027ve never met. We will tell people a tall story on how we failed to hunt in the forest and wandered around for a few days.\" Hearing this, the Master nodded somberly. \"I am not certain, but I\u0027m sure it\u0027s the right thing to do.\" The Master said and waved a finger at a servant who handed the leader a pouch with money. As soon as they saw the large sum of coins they all began to shout in surprise and delight. \"It\u0027s an incredible amount of money. With this kind of money perhaps we can begin a new life in the capital. But who are you really? You made a home underground in no time at all, perhaps you and all this will disappear in a flash? So what about all this money will I have to risk it will vanish too?\" The man took a coin out of the leather pouch and looked at it intensely, as if he tried to determine if it was real or counterfeit. \"You mean this place? It\u0027s not my power. I\u0027m using Orinim that I mined a long time ago.\" The man cut off at that point, but then continued. \"Do I look stupid enough to forge the currency of the Divine City? Do you really think the queen horrible wouldn\u0027t perceive such a thing?\" When the man heard the words, he muttered that it was all true and tucked the reward into his pocket. They had been so agitated with their large sum of money, thinking about drinking and whores, that they completely had forgotten about the two witches who were captive behind them.

Lillithira did not understand what he had just said about Orinim, but as the Master turned around to look at her, after he had talked about \u0027mine\u0027 she experienced a nauseating feeling what the man had been referring to. The Master raised the hand as to give a signal to one of the servants who began to turn the winch again. Lillithira\u0027s collar had already been pulled up to the limit, but as the chain started to rattle Lilheila\u0027s screamed at the top of her voice. \u0027Uuuuuuuurrrrrghhh!\u0027 \"Hey, what are you doing? You\u0027re going to kill her!\" One man shouts the Master who only watch without any sign of stopping the chain from being pulled up further. Lillithira\u0027s toes which had only had minimal contact with the floor, lose their contact with the floor her body was now completely suspended in the air, slowly spinning. Her chained kicking as she struggles to breathe, but that was all she could do. The metal collar cuts cruelly in her neck, she\u0027s no longer able to scream, the only sound that can be heard is a a pitched wheeze as her face start to go red. \"Hisss!\"

Tonah, who had been watching in terror, screamed in protest at the Master, but there was no sign the Master intended to put her down. Looking at her partner\u0027s face as she moans in agony, Tona\u0027s head looks around. The distance between them is just barely reachable. But Tona herself is also wearing a collar and manacles. With a quick thought, Tona turn her body around and lowered the rear of her centaur body toward her. Hurry up! Hurry up! The chains on Tona\u0027s limbs clattering from her hasty movements. She struggle to get her body into position. In her daze, Lillithira kept trying to get her legs on top of Tona\u0027s back. Just before she lost consciousness, she managed to put her feet on her friends back. When Tona turned around, she sat down to straddle her back. She coughed violently. The chain that had been pulling on the collar now sagged. Seeing this, Tona relaxed, her relief was however short-lived as the chain began to rattle again. Tona tried to ease some of her suffering, as her legs was forced to shifted in position, when the noise finally stopped, the chains were taut and there was no room for no movement at all. And her face was turned upward, as the collar was biting into her throat.

A servant approached Lillithira and fastened her shackles, threading chains under Tona\u0027s belly, both left and right. Tethered together. Lillithira was secured in a straddled position, legs pulled up to the rear, and with the collar locked in place she couldn\u0027t move at all. Now it was up to Tona to allow Lillithira to breathe. If Tona bent down or moved even slightly, her partner\u0027s neck would tighten. \"Mmmmmm! Ughhhh! \" Tona try to beg for release from her chains, but It\u0027s just a grunt. A painful moan escapes from Lillithira\u0027s mouth. Tona hears that her friend is in problems and she straighten her body back up. No longer able to move an inch in any direction, she just stare at the Master trough tears of frustration. It\u0027s the only thing she can do.

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