<strong>Tagging:</strong>Lauralan (Near group 1, but not in line of sight)<br/><br/>A few days ago she had been with Moxephone and Xia, descending the tower after opening a secret entrance of the tone faced pervert. Stairs had went on for days too, or at least two. Dark though the descent was it was safe and walled off from the terrors of the Anus by a thick stone wall. The third layer opened eventually to the trio, bringing them face to face with two monster of the Anus and the magnificent view of the upside down forest above and the twinkling scene of underground stars deep below. A brief view for Lauralan.<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/Mj7NdNP.png)</div><br/>Something dark and amorphous had wrapped before her mouth and bound her arms. The other two stood there in the doorway like dorks as their elven companion was dragged back into the shadows of the tower. The darkness crept up her limbs, secured her tight and helpless. Before her eyes Xia bolted, simply ran into the woods. Moxie seemed to look back and notice that Lauralan was gone, but when the bunny looked at her she did not see. The shadow bondage had encased Lauralan, made her one with the darkness of the stairway. There, before the elf's eyes the bunny met a sheep friend and eventually agreed to hop into the upside down forest of the Third Layer, abandoning Lauralan to her peril.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/HgGDyfO.png)</div>"Fufufu~" Chuckled a deep woman of whiskey and honey. From the doorway of the tower's bottom peeked a purple face with dozens of eyes, attached to a matching body of luscious silhouette. Upon her form danced shreds of shadows, cascading downward from her hair to merge into an ever shifting variety of scandalously snug robes.<br/><br/>"Who do we have here? A leftover?" She gestured the shadows to slide down. They clung to Lauralan's figure with a tangible presence, pressing around her like a silky film or tape. The creature smiled with delight upon seeing her prize. "An elf? Oh~" She clapped her hands excitedly. "An elf, a pure untouched elf? Oh I'm so lucky. I love elves." She adjusted her shadow hair, revealing a pointy ear. Her hand reached to feel Lauralan's body, traced her from sex to her chin in a daring exploration. Deep purple lips revealed her to have liked the feel of soft elfy bits. "And I'll make sure you'll love me - Uldran."<br/><br/>The bindings tightened, reformed. In one snap a snug black harness overlapped Lauralan's body, digging its straps into her torso, body, and waist with two hoops between her thighs to expose her naughty bits. Shadowy cuffs pinned her arms to the thighs. A choker hiked up all the way to where neck met chin. Uldran extended her arm towards the elf. Darkness formed a leash between her fingers and the collar. "Come now pet. Don't be feisty. Be a good little elf slut and you'll live in comfort as my slave."<br/><br/>Despite the seemingly infinite patience of her tone Uldran proved herself a harsh mistress. She dragged Lauralan into the forest, expected her to keep up hopping from tree to tree while in bondage. When she got tired of the elf's tardiness they paused. With a quick yank she pulled Lauralan's neck down, bent her over her thighs and lay down pain on her rump. A whip formed of the shadowy mantle was a cane on one spank, flog on the next, and a palm of the hand on another. The pace never once let up, leaving Lauralan to suffer the sudden variations, never knowing what form the punishment might take, what shape of red it would leave on her rump.<br/><br/>Satisfied with the moans Uldran did reward her pet a little. Slick fingers slid beneath the hem of the elf's dress with slippery ease. They tended to the sex with an all encompassing caress with such gentleness that the fingers nearly kissed on their traipse between the labia, across the entrance, and up up to the clitoral hood. Uldran tugged on the collar to perk Lauralan's butt upward, positioning her vulnerables towards intensifying massage to draw pleasure onto the elf's cheeks, to force a gasp of her. Then, at a sudden without warning.<br/><br/>A spank, and another. Uldran gave the rump another set to make it remember. "Be a good slut I said. Be good and you'll get a reward, but naughty elves? Fufufu... I know how to deal with naughty elves if you'd like to be one."<br/><br/>She knew indeed. Her fingers though they visited Lauralan's lips a few more times never granted her orgasms, but rather deliberately left her in a state of arousal. Maintained that arousal, and let her marinade in the agony. Any attempt to reach down to touch herself quickly earned the elf appropriate punishment. She was made to learn her place on the way across the dark forest.<br/><br/>Uldran led them to a small hut where her arousal manifested in full. The madam of a monster pushed Lauralan against the wall, over the tables (each of them), across the railing of her balcony, and everything solid enough to hold an elf. On them her shadowy mantle bound the girl in increasingly precarious positions, sometimes hanging from the ceiling, sometimes simply spread naked for all the world to see. She bit her, ate her juices, spanked, and licked the bruises. A new world opened to Lauralan, one where she would be a simple pleasure slave. Obedience and humility to the commands of her better was swiftly rewarded with pleasure. Disobedience and brattiness quickly reprimanded with pain and denial.<br/><br/>Whichever she did Uldran loved all of it. Hours rolled to days. She wouldn't let go of the object of her infatuation. She'd mistreat Lauralan, sure, but even when made to eat from a dog bowl on her knees there was a certain love in the air. Uldran patted the elf for being a good girl and personally put on her a set of dark pearlescent jewelry: Nipple studs, clit ring, and a tongue stud to match. At her whim they began to vibrate.<br/><br/>Pleasure rolled on to day two (or three). Time in the Anus had a way of flowing strange. Uldran had fed Lauralan and went with her for a walkie around her home tree. However, all of a sudden a sharp shout had broken the silence.<br/><br/><strong>“Oi! Nobody moves.”</strong>No one in sight. The voice came from somewhere hidden.<strong>“You all adventurers or monsters? Show me your tags! And no funny moves. I've got you in my sights.”</strong><br/><br/>"A human!" Uldran hissed, baring her shadowy claws at the surrounding air. She looked around, but saw none. Her attention shot back to Lauralan. "Hide! You're mine. My slutty elf. Mine!" A gesture of her hand bound Lauralan's leash into a twig above her. Another called a swirling swarm of snake like shadows to hover around Uldran, twitching at ready they searched for an enemy.<br/><br/>"Where is she... Where is she..." The monster searched.<br/><br/><strong>Lauralan. It's been a while since you had a chance at freedom. Right after getting to the bottom of that tower with Moxie and Xia a strange shadow entity snatched you, bound you, took you home as her pleasure slave. Now, on a walkie you find yourself in a restrictive harness, arms bound behind the back, and dressed in only jewelry and thigh highs. The leash has wrapped around a branch above you, tying you to the tree. Around the forest of the Third Layer stretches on, each direction indiscernible from the next. From somewhere here a shout was heard, and then more shouts...</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Sparrow</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Right here! We're adventurers, you have nothing to fear from us..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>By a feminine voice, from the right.<br/><strong><br/>What do you do?</strong>