<strong>Tagging:</strong>Kyoko<br/><br/>For Kyoko things had not gone so easy after she betrayed Ishmael to the clutches of the floating medusa rapists. Once more she was left alone in the wilderness of the Anus, standing at the edge of the steep descending steps at nightfall. That show of light flashes in the distant eastern cliff had subsided. From the distance something could be seen falling down and crashing against the rock waaaay down below it. That way went her path too, but first Kyoko had to rest. She found a comfy little cave with a soft mattress of moss, a blanket, pillow, and some food all conveniently warmed up for a lonesome and weary adventuress to enjoy. To someone a little less desperate for respite it would've been an obvious trap.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/UI3VqWr.png)</div>The next morning she was again all trussed up and taking a shoulder ride down the cliffs. Ropes held her legs tight and some had been added to bolster the bondage of the cuffs she already had. A rather cheerful huntress greeted her, informing Kyoko she had been claimed as a bounty. Any protests and wiggles that made it harder for the huntress to descend were met with them retreating to one of the caves and Kyoko receiving a harsh spanking with the shaft of the spear and palm. However, the huntress never introduced herself.<br/><br/>She maneuvered the dangers of the Anus with uncanny skill, easily skipping tentacle pits and monsters that might have wanted to rape them both. By nightfall she took rest, relieving her stress by riding Kyoko's face. Given that she behaved, the captive adventuess also received some attention of her own: A good thorough groping.<br/><br/>Though passage of time was hard to say for certain so deep in the cavern another day or two must have passed before they reached the third layer. By then Kyoko's ears had began to grow pointier, her canines sharpen, and soft cat tail swirled out as a continuation of her spine. She was gagged and blindfolded as the huntress met up with her comrades. They exchanged several conversations about attempting to rescue a friend of theirs from the tentacles below the sea. Selling Kyoko and others like her into slavery was apparently a part of gathering the funds. Perhaps it was solace to know her peril had a purpose, perhaps not.<br/><br/>At some point sounds of a bustling city replaced those of the wild magical jungles. The huntress took off Kyoko's blindfold. Three of her friends carried other slaves to be, a soft petite faun girl, a half-harpy half some kind of demon, an adventuress half-way turning into a dryad, and a girl with traits from at least ten different creatures of the Anus. Around them rose a reflective yellow sky, a bubble. Mismatched streets of strange architecture spread every which way as well as above and below. Wooden ramps and plank roads hung between them, busy with a crowd of monsters dressed in either wealth and jewelry or chains and bondage.<br/><br/>The group of white haired feline hunters had a small establishment of their own, a warehouse of sorts with cages, restraints, and a stand on which to display their merchandise. The one who had taken Kyoko captive cut her ankles free and released the gag. She took a fistful of her hair and yanked the adventuress up on her knees. "Listen bitch. You're slave now. I expect you behave as such. Be good girl and you get a good owner. Be bad and we'll keep you as a toy to practice spanking on."<br/><br/>She held Kyoko there for a moment, inspecting her body with more than simple merchant's intrigue. If Kyoko had paid attention she would have noticed her huntress grow rather aroused in the last couple hours, gaining a rather easy to read blush to her features. She bit her lip, bending Kyoko's neck back. "Think I'll have some of you now though before we put you on the display block. Be good and I'll let you cum too." An evil little smirk in her eyes told that she wasn't going to hold onto the agreement.<br/><br/>Kyoko was helped up on her feet by the hair and made to bend her head down as the huntress walked her into the back. Some steps into the storage room she let go. Ragged leaf skirt and breast bandages came off, revealing toned curves of a body built to fuck and fight. She swatted Kyoko on the rump. Claws dug in to turn the spank into a deep pussy brushing grope. Her other hand tweaked the poor adventuress' nipple so hard she threatened to twist it right off of her tit. The huntress spoke through grit teeth, "Get to work, or do you rather get your ass red again?"<br/><br/><strong>Kyoko, things have happened. You did not help Ishmael and thus left to adventure alone. Big mistake! The first stroke of luck that came along was actually a heinous trap designed to trick sleepy adventurers. An 'evil' huntress captured you, carried you down the cliffs of Anus and finally into some strange city contained within a yellow sky as if the whole world was in a tiny bubble. In this city of monsters Kyoko is to be sold to the highest bidder, after she submits to the whims of her captor. With her hands bound, tit abused, and body already corrupted chances of ever returning back home look slim. What do you do?</strong>