“Where are those whores?!”
Deirdre panted as she moved away from the voices. Drool trailed outward from the wooden bit forced into her mouth.

After being ambushed with her daughter Julia, the two beautiful women were stripped of their mantles, leaving them only in their robes. Quickly gagged, the two spellcasters were incapable of using magic and were powerless to stop their captors from restraining them.

Their wrists were tied behind their back, with more ropes around their chests emphasizing the breasts. Rope was looped around their waists and tied into a crotchrope, cleaving their sensitive area causing arousal to blossom within them with every movement they made. A pair of metal cuffs connected with a chain restricted the movements of the legs, but not enough as the pair were able to avoid the guard and escape from the hideout of their captors.

Mud splattered their legs as they ran through the forest, the voices getting louder and louder. Deirdre knew if they were spotted outrunning their captors would be impossible. Deirdre turned to look at Julia as they ran under the moonlight. Tears streaked down Julia’s face, a look of fear mixed with arousal upon it. Her precious, lovely daughter. She shouldn’t have to suffer. Deirdre would gladly sacrifice herself to ensure Julia’s escape, however leather collars upon both their necks attached with a single chain meant they were inseparable.

“There they are! After them!”
The torches of their pursuers grew larger and larger as they began to catch up, but all the pair could do was run as fast as they could… hoping… praying for rescue.

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