You get to enjoy the moment in the sun and the grass and the trees, which unlike in the demon realm, are not on fire. It's been oh so long that you are getting a little homesick, scanning the horizon and seeing nothing besides more of these silly not on fire trees. Finding out soon enough, as well, that the anniversary present that your boyfriend gave you is still very much on your lovely flesh, tightly wrapped around your chest and midrift, holding up your shapely and large boobies, along with snaking down between your legs and buried into your love hole and ass crack. A quick inspection shows that you cannot even get a finger past to explore your needy pussy and tease your clit.<br/><br/>Questioning the shibari rope, which goes by Ragnus, as you hear a mental sigh and the equivalent of a eye roll, before you hear the voice of the shibari rope in your mind,<strong><em>"My magicks is a expression of your magicks, as your boyfriend made me very well to be perfect in every way. Why, you should thank me for helping out with keeping your sinful fingers away from your pussy! That is only for your boyfriend to enjoy, and if he is disposed, then any suitable male cock should do the trick! If I weren't around to teach you manners you'll just spend all day masturbating and sleeping!"</em></strong>Letting out another mental huff in your general direction, being as equally useless as you are as to figuring out which way to go. Walking towards the sun for no other reason than it is there, soon figuring out that each new step grinds Ragnus further into your pussy. Grinding and pinching your clit with each new step, making the going tough with each new minute. Soon enough you clear the clearing and get into the woods proper, finding a dirt road heading west ward with the setting sun.