<strong>Tagging:</strong>Anahita (Whole group 1 nearby)<br/><br/>The trap resonated to Anahita's magic, but her incantations came too late. Tight straps of rope snapped against her body, biting into her naked flesh. Tighter, they bound her, squirming through the squishy bits of the sorceress, rearranging her limbs to a precariously exposed pose. In a matter of moments she was left in an asymmetric suspension, one leg in a hog tie, the other hanging free. One arm was clipped, the other pressed against her back, buried beneath layers of knots that held her aloft by a harness. It stretched from neck to crotch, biting into both with a firm squeeze that grew snugger with every struggle.<br/><br/>Empty air, a drop into nothingness loomed below her as she dangled, slowly rotating in place. Alex stood there some meters away by the surrounding trees, somehow free of any rope. The ones one Anahita kept on snaking about her, slipping a few lines of rope between her lips to give her something to drool against. One moved across her face, to her hairline, and grabbed a hold of the head, binding the magician's hair to yank her head backwards towards the mess of knots above her hips.<br/><br/>The ropes squeezed again, gradually losing their magic and turning into regular hemp. Lat ones joined the chest harness, squishing the woman's breasts between an painful squeeze. Soon she would be left exposed and bound, dangling helpless until her allies had time to rescue her. However, not all magic was yet spent. A few of the snake heads near her crotch still moved. They rose.<br/><br/>They smacked down on her muscular rump, on the two cheeky bits peeking through the mess of rope work. After a moment, a breath or two, the bits landed once more with repeated smacks, leaving long strands of red screaming pain on Anahita's ass. Though her one leg was free to kick and struggle there was no way to prevent the onslaught, no easy escape in sight. Even magic was no longer an option with the rope slurring incantations into incoherent mumble.<br/><br/>Spanky ropes kept on smacking down, jiggling the tall Myaran's wizard in a position of painful shame. And, with every wiggle, the weight of her body lay on different ropes, switching between biting into her breasts, squeezing out the breath, or digging into her loins, pressing knots against the naughtiest spots of the wizard's crotch.<br/><br/>Next to Anahita struggled two others: Harpy and moth. Neither was very fast to react to the ropes. The moth hung upside down, squealing into a large knot gag as she wiggled, her whole body strapped into a tight net-cocoon. Next to her hung the harpy herm, erect. Though her legs were bound and neck leashed to the trees she tried desperately to fly away, always succumbing back to her position of humiliation to rest after strangling herself a little on the rope choker. She looked at Anahita for help, demanding 'Mistress' to fuck her, to take care of the pre-leaking cock that her poor finger-less wings could not pleasure.<br/><br/><strong>Anahita is pretty much out of commission, but you may attempt mental moves (discern realities, etc.) and try communicate them to allies in IC appropriate mumbles. Or just hope they win without Anahita's help smut...</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Anahita dangles helpless from bondage. Below her is a drop to... Well, nothing. It's possible to save her, but risky and possibly time consuming.<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sparrow (Whole group 1 nearby)<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/xHiflrm.png)</div>The adventuress had no intention of listening, not before Sparrow introduced her to Shala-ka muscle magics. Her eyes rounded as a loud 'oof' left the lips. Thighs released their grip on Sparrow. Groaning, wincing, the woman took a moment to feel her pain. "Aaahh... Guh, you little scoundrel," she hissed, staring punishment up at the monk.<br/><br/>"Not my enemy?" A small part of her seemed to begin to believe it. Hesitation visited her movements; hand did not reach for the crossbow. Backing off from Sparrow, she stood up on her heels, securing her stand against the trunk of the tree to stand opposite to him.<br/><br/>Smoke bomb began to dissolve, revealing their surroundings, giving them a silhouettes of the winged sidekic's and Anahita's voluptuous body struggling in bondage. It brought a smirk to the woman's lips. "Three out of five down. I'd give up if I were you, boy."<br/><br/>One arm holding onto her injured back the adventuress drew a whip, whacked it towards Sparrow's ankle and yanked tried to yank him towards her. In the same movement her other hand drew out something from within the slightly too tight jacket containing her chest. A knock-out cloth. Though not master of the Shala-la wrestling arts, this woman was clearly no stranger to non-lethal take downs. That or she was an expert kidnapper.<br/><br/>A hint of compassion strained her smirk. "Give up boy. I'll get you out here safely. You don't need to serve the monsters anymore."<br/><br/><strong>Sparrow. Words have already been worded. There is no way out of the fight. The adventuress tries to fight with whip and cloroform cloth, seeking to yank Sparrow to her and put him off duty. Companions dangle in bondage, safe for now despite their perilous situation. Alex seems to be alright-ish, but there's no time to check. You're being attacked, what do you do?</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Gonna give you a +1 forward due to the adventuress being a bit shaken by that magnificent take down (basically +1 because I thought the attack was cool :P).