Fairy Tale Unhappy Ending/Black Forest/Bondage || Aphro up to you

[divine_streak]

Prince Flynn was as happy as could be. A month ago, while he was hunting in the black forest alone, he had come across someone else. This someone else just happened to be the tomboyish princess of a peaceful neighbouring kingdom, who also enjoyed being out in the woods but had to sneak out of the castle to partake in her hobby. The two of them had

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[eroticblackhole]

Now Sakura was certainly a mage but she didn't consider herself evil by any stretch of the word. She had summoned a few imps to help clean her house and when they grabbed Flynn she turned around in shock. "E-Ehhh?!"

[divine_streak]

Unfortunately for Sakura, Flynn wasn't in much of a position to assume she was anything less than the evil witch. Granted, Flynn hadn't had much contact with many practicioners of magic to know the evil witch when he saw her. But even if he had, he was naked, bound and gagged and she seemed to be the source of it. So that didn't win her any approval points with the captive prince.

Glaring at her, Flynn growled something unintelligible beneath his gag, clearly not happy with his situation.

[magic_eyecandy]

(Xine-mun here, just trying out a new muse!)

At first it had just been stories, yes. Stories of a witch without rival, one who seized whatever treasures she wished and could bewitch anyone, man or woman, into servitude. But then actual accounts of such a woman began to spread.

Were those first stories actually based on this witch? Was she simply using them to gain notoriety? The witch alone knew the answer.

She pursed her lips as Flynn glared at her. "'You'? Dear Flynn that's all you can say when addressing me?" She let out a haughty laugh. "After all our meetings together?"

Yeah. Let that last line sink in, Flynn.

[divine_streak]

(Yay new muse! I'm not familiar with her sadly, but I welcome her!)

Any further response Flynn had was lost as the gag was tightened around his mouth and he was literally rendered speechless. The ropes strained audibly as he pulled and wriggled against them, but they held fast, the imps chattering away as they struggled to keep him stationary.

At her last statement Flynn looked puzzled. What was she talking about? Flynn had never met this woman before in his life! The confusion showed on his handsome face, the conclusion clearly not having hit home quite yet.

[magic_eyecandy]

(She's from a game that isn't out yet. She's that popular.)

Another, brighter flame burst into being in the Sorceress's hands, fully revealing herself and her imps to Flynn as they beamed brightly at their handiwork.

"Well done, all of you," the Sorceress said as she patted the head of the one closest to her. "Now keep him steady. If he escapes this will all be for nothing, yes?" The imps nodded happily and the Sorceress then turned back to Flynn. "Well then..." she said as she sat down on a stool, looking at him with a mix of amusement and predatory instinct.

"I must admit your little woodland visits were a farce," the Sorceress said with mock-guilt. Her face shimmered, first resembling that of the blonde-haired girl Flynn had spent so much time with before returning to normal. "This may be difficult news to hear but please-" she rapped him on the head playfully with her staff with the last word, continuing to punctuate her next words with more of the same. "Bear with me."

[divine_streak]

(Oooh, which game? Also your imp link isn't working :()

Flynn glared at the sorceress, growling at her beneath his gag but otherwise not wasting any energy. Even when in what he assumed was mortal danger, Flynn kept a clear head. Or atleast he tried to. However, that all ended when she saw her visage shift into that of someone else. Of the woman he loved.

Flynn was stunned, his eyes going wide and his throat going dry. He felt all sense leave him, leaving an empty numbness behind. Suddenly, his shocked silence was broken by the knock on the head, and Flynn was suddenly flooded with an emotion. Anger.

Yells muffled beneath his gag, Flynn lunged forward, the efforts of the imps keeping him in place and from barelling into the smug sorceress... barely.

[chessmastergirl]

Though her captive Prince can't articulate his feelings, the dawning horror in his eyes earns him a burst of capricious laughter from the sorceress who's captured him. Taking a step forward, she allows her illusion to drop away, letting Flynn see her for the first time as she really is.

"I bid you welcome, my dear prince." She steps closer and leans close, until she's close enough that Flynn can feel her breath on his face. "These accommodations aren't what you're used to, I'm sure, but you'll adjust to them. After all, you're going to be here for a very long time."

She reaches for Flynn's cheek with one flawless, alabaster hand, stroking the boy's feverish skin slowly.

[divine_streak]

Under any normal circumstances, Flynn would shake his head away from that hand, refusing to give in to this witch. But Flynn couldn't. He had just seen the woman he loved reveal herself to be the evil sorceress spoken of only in whispers, and seeing that had wounded him more than any weapon ever could.

At first a million possibilities went through his head. The most popular one being that it was a lie. That the witch had taken the form of Senna and was trying to trick him. But then he felt her all-too familiar breath on his face, and she touched him. Touched him with the same hand that had touched his cheek the same way many times before. At that moment, deep down in Flynn's heart and in the pit of his stomach, he knew. This was not a trick. This was Senna. His Senna.

All the rage and defiance in his voice immediately faded to be replaced by disbelief. His blue eyes met hers, pleading, begging her to tell him that this really was a trick. Or a joke. A bad dream. Anything! Anything than what he knew deep down was the truth. A truth

[chessmastergirl]

Normally, Senna prefers to just wipe away her captive's will. All it usually takes is a simple touch to enthrall men to be loyal to her unto death. But Flynn's different. He's not like most men. There's something different in him, something purer. That's why seeing him like this now is so satisfying

Agh! Sorry I took so long after I went ahead and messaged you!

[divine_streak]

"Mmmph!" Flynn grunted into his gag and shook his head free, finally regaining his senses. As the protector of his kingdom, Flynn can not allow a sorceress to usurp him. But as much as he wants to think that, as much as he wants to glare at her with unforgiving eyes.... he can't.

Every aspect of her appearance reminded Flynn of a happy memory shared between them. Again, his eyes were quickly filled with desperation, begging Senna to tell him that he's wrong, that it wasn't all a lie. That the woman he loved with all his heart wasn't just using him...

[demon_courtesan]

The demon's face split into a delighted grin as her minions presented her with their prize. Flynn looked so incredibly sexy bound, gagged, and naked that she wondered why Sukiko had never thought to do it to him long before now. The demon then reminded herself that Sukiko was far too much of a lady to even think about doing something so lewd, let along suggest it, and she shook her head ruefully. Well, Sukiko's loss was her gain, and she was very much looking forward to having sex with the pitiful woman's one true love instead of Sukiko

[divine_streak]

Flynn had certainly not expected a demon to be in this cottage. Least of all a beautiful naked one. He couldn't help but feel that there was something familiar about his assailant, but he shook his head. Now was not the time for such thoughts. Flynn struggled against her reeling him in, trying to pull back. It was clear that the demoness was stronger than he was, but she clearly didn't know him if she thought he was going to make this easy for her.

However, once she mentioned his beloved Sukiko, his eyes went wide with worry. Then they narrowed with intense anger. Threatening him was one thing, but to say that a similar fate had befallen the woman he loved was just asking for trouble from him. His efforts against the rope doubled and he yelled beneath the rag that sealed his mouth.

"Whmmmm mmph sheeemmmmph!?" Flynn demanded, refusing to give the demoness any ground as she tugged him.

[demon_courtesan]

The worry and rage she sensed was not unexpected, but Kimiko knew it would do him no good. Flynn's bonds were as unbreakable as Sukiko's, and neither of them would be tasting freedom anytime soon. So the demoness merely smiled and tightened her grip on the Prince's leash as he struggled against the ropes wrapped around his body.

"Where is she?" Kimiko asked in a mockingly sweet voice. "That's my little secret. Let's just say that she's safely locked away somewhere nearby and leave it at that. Right now you should be more concerned about your own fate Prince Flynn." The Succubus began pulling Flynn inexorably over to a sturdy looking bed in the corner of the cottage. "You've been given to me as a plaything, and I intended to put that handsome, virile young body of yours to good use. But don't worry," Kimiko flashed her captive a disturbingly sensual smile, "I always treat my sex toys with the utmost care."

[divine_streak]

Under normal circumstances, Flynn would conserve his strength. He wouldn't outright submit, but he would know when a struggle was futile and concede defeat, biding his time for an escape. However, Kimiko had made that quite impossible. Flynn knew that the woman he cared about more than anything was alive and in as much danger as he was. Yes the demon who held him had said she was safe, but he wasn't about to trust someone who had so roughly captured him and was threatening to do lord knows what. Besides, even if she was safe, Flynn couldn't allow himself to just idly stand by while his lover was being held against her will

[healsforjustice]

Little did the occupants of the cottage know that they were being watched. From a high tree branch that overlooked the house, Amelia carefully perched right on the edge, eyes squinting in the dark in getting her aim just right. She only had one chance to catch the enemy by surprise, and she refused to take the risk of barrelling in for fear of what might happen to Flynn. This shot had to count, otherwise who knew what that witch would do

[divine_streak]

(OOC: This post is perfect, don't you worry.)

Flynn looked around startled as the sorceress was struck by the ball of light, stumbling to his knees as the imps scampered off. He let out a relieved exclamation as the woman he loved rushed between him and his would-be captor. He had been so worried! Afraid that his love had been captured by the witch as well, but he should have known she'd be the one to come to his rescue.

As the witch fled, Flynn lifted his chin gratefully as she removed his gag.

"My love," he said, relief flooding his voice. "Thank goodness! I was afraid she may have already gotten to you."

[healsforjustice]

[ooc: Am glad to hear that. <3]

Tossing the rag that had been covering his mouth aside, Amelia set herself to the task of trying to figure out how exactly the ropes were supposed to come off. There were wrapped around Flynn rather tightly, so the sooner they came off, the better, even if once that happened she would need to deal with him being without clothes.

"No, I got held up back home. A good thing too, since I heard the report about that sorceress. She's been capturing a lot of men for black rituals." she explained, still struggling to try and get the bindings off. She did make a point of glancing up, showing her prince an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I worried you though."

[divine_streak]

Flynn sorely wished he could hug his princess right now, but the rope still snugly held his arms against his body. He was resigned to simply giving his dearest Amelia a sweet smile, his eyes full of love and gratitude.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Flynn said softly. "You came here despite great risk to yourself and rescued me from a terrible fate. Were it not for you, I would be that Witch's prisoner by now, or worse. I owe you a debt that can never be repaid, one that I shall never stop trying to repay for as long as I live."