As the spell ripples outwards, the fog seems to swell and then compress, taking on a faint prismatic sheen as it retracts into a small slightly-luminescent ball that slowly fades from view. The dungeon that remains is suitably creepy. Damp and dark, the stone walls, floor and ceiling are as sturdy as any self-respecting dungeon deserves.<br/><br/>In the darkness, the torture implements are now laid bare, and the strangeness of them becomes apparent. Each one is occupied by a strange spectral figure. Attached to the shackles hanging from the ceiling are a series of ropes that hold aloft a young girl. She's bound tightly, head to toe, in a way that emphasizes her assets, and a rough gag is stuffed into her mouth. A thick cord of rope runs between her legs, grinding coarsely against her whenever she squirms.<br/><br/>The wooden horse is much the same, a girl, hands bound behind her back, stands on her tiptoes just above the apparatus, in a position that must be agony to maintain. Her long hair is draped across her back, and her bust is thrust forwards, emphasized by her heaving chest and nipple piercings.<br/><br/>Similarily, above the stool stands a girl with wobbly knees. She stands on her tip-toes, her own endurance the only thing keeping her from crashing down on the two thick phalluses beneath her. Similarly gagged, she can only whimper in protest as her hips grind gently at the very tips of the devices.<br/><br/>On the wheel a naked girl squeals loudly, her toes dipping into the frigid water as the wheel slowly turns her into the tank. She squirms against her bindings, desperate to escape before the icy waters lap over her swollen, needy crotch.<br/><br/>Lastly, at the far wall, chained to the cross, a girl hangs spread-eagle. She's scoured with red lines and blisters, the work of the whips nearby no doubt. Though, judging by the puddle of arousal at her feet, it's not something she's very concerned about.<br/><br/>All of them have a vaguely transparent look to them, and they seem to shimmer and distort every time it looks like they're about to give in. Each of their restraints glow softly with magic, and they all seem desperate for release. Though, what kind of release is unknown.