As the sun broke over the horizon, the two huntresses were still bound and laid in their cage. Aloy was the first to wake from a dreamless sleep. The redhead took a sharp intake through her nose, feeling how sore her body was from being bound on the ground all night. However, there was also a rather pleasant warmth against her left shoulder. The huntresses turned her head to see Talanah still sleeping using her freckled shoulder as a pillow. The Thrush smiled, as much as she could, at how peaceful her Hawk looked. Despite current events. Not wanting to disturb her friend, Aloy carefully tested her bonds but felt no discernible give or slack from the harsh hemp that held her. Of course, there was another reason for Aloy’s careful testing. The spark-plug nestled deep inside her added an extra layer of restraint to her already limited movement.
Aloy recalled the initial insertion of the plug and how the first jolt ripped through her. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever had to experience.”
Still, the bound huntress didn’t hate the plug itself. At first it was strange to feel so full, but she wouldn’t describe it as unpleasant. Now after spending the night with the bulbous object that was snugly in her back passage. It felt like her insides had finally settled around the plug.
"Okay, it still feels strange, but not unbearable. I can handle it." The redhead thought.
Aloy was brought out of her thoughts when she felt Talanah shift against her as the Hawk began to awaken. Due to a stream of sun light that landed on her face. The groggy woman groaned into her gag. Attempting to blink the sleep from her eyes as she too shifted in her bonds. Her body also sore from their uncomfortable positions while having to sleep on the ground overnight. As Talanah’s vision cleared, she was greeted by the sight of Aloy’s leather strapped face staring at her. The Meridian Huntress sighed. Seeing they were both still in captivity. But the sight of her friends freckled face did bring her some comfort, knowing she wasn’t alone in this.
A sudden tapping noise drew the immobile huntresses’ attention upwards to see the Captain looking down at them.
“Probably not use to that.” Aloy snarked.
The short man was pleased to see them both still trussed up like turkeys, exactly where they'd left them. The two glared at him in response.
“Good, you’re awake. Just wanted to get one last look before I never have to see you two again. The trip to Sunfall is roughly a day and half. Hope you two have a nice trip.” The Captain walked away with a satisfied smirk as four new raiders came to their cage and cut the rope that connected their collars to the stakes. The huntresses found themselves taken from the cage and carried off to their next destination.
As Aloy and Talanah were carried towards the edge of camp. Their means of transport came into view, a large wooden cart with a metal cage built into it and the door already open. The dimensions 6 by 6 by 6, with metal bars crisscrossing each other, leaving only three-inch square gaps. Two raiders sat up front awaiting their new cargo with a pair of stolen oxen ready to pull when ordered. The two huntresses were roughly tossed into the open cage, once again setting off their spark-plugs. Both let off another string of garbles curses at the raiders. The cage door slammed shut, followed by a definitive ~CLICK~ as the lock engaged.
“Alright, you’re good to go!” A raider yelled to the drivers as he banged on the side of the cage.
The cart lurched forward and quickly moved at a steady pace. The uneven terrain causing the Hawk and Thrush’s hips to buck and shift. Randomly setting off their plugs. The two riders laughing at the sounds of the huntress’s plight. Giving little care to the near constant stream of garbled cures, screams, and moans that their cargo admitted from behind.
~8 hours of travel later~ The cart seemed to follow less-frequently traveled paths on its journey to the Shadow Carja capital. Having left the desert terrain of the raider encampment, the huntresses found themselves in a heavy forest. Their muffled and gagged shouts had little to no chance of attracting attention or any hope of a sudden rescue. The sound of the cart's heavy wooden wheels creaking helped drown out their gagged pleas. Talanah having spent most of her time trying to expel her plug, but due to the plug’s sheer size and the crotch rope tied around the rod attached to it jutting out of her ass. This proved to be impossible as the spark-plug stayed in place and just succeed in earning her a series of extra shocks for her troubles. While Aloy found herself trying to settle into her plug. Finding it easier to accept the weird filling sensation of its presence the longer it stayed in. Focusing on trying to keep her spark-plug from moving too much and zapping her insides.
~Another 2 hours of travel later~ The path had smoothed out to a more even road as they left the forested area to a more open plain. The random joints became less frequent much to their relief. However, as the journey to sunfall continued…
Aloy found herself not only getting used to the spark-plug. But, found herself starting to enjoy the full sensation it gave her. Its constant presence began to feel more and more like a comfort. As she continued to focus on the plug buried deep within her and mused how it shifted inside her when rolling her hips and how her muscles flexed around it. As the huntress continued to gently roll her hips, the rope between her legs also rubbed against her erect clit, while it simultaneously caused the spark-plug to move up and down. Creating a pumping sensation that proved to be a helpful distraction from the constant strain of her bonds. She let out a low moan in response.
Talanah watched hypnotically. Her eyes drawn to Aloy’s rolling hips as her ears caught the moans of her Thrush. The redhead failed to take notice of her Hawk’s lingering gaze. Her hips continued their gentle undulation. Talanah felt the rope parting her own folds moisten as her eyes traversed the fit body of her bound and gagged friend. The olive-skinned woman felling her own belly fire stir and rise. Unable to remove her eyes from the withering form of the rose-skinned woman.
After a few minutes, Aloy began to slowly stop her gentle rocking and took several deep breaths. Trying to control the building inferno in her loins. However, she felt an intense gaze upon her. The flame-haired woman slowly turned her head to the right to see Talanah looking rather red-faced at her. Aloy felt her own face go red as her hair with embarrassment at the sudden realization that Talanah mush have been witnessing her little ‘display’.
[What…were you trying to do?] the blushing Hawk asked.
Aloy stuttered while trying to give a likely reason,
Talanah was quiet for a few beats before she replied, [That’s…a…smart. Good thinking. It would help to know how much leeway we have.]
Aloy nodded and sighed in relief. Not sure if Talanah bought her reasoning but seemed to drop the matter. The Hawk still stared at her Thrushes’ body, the light sheen of sweat that glistened of her well-toned muscles and how the harness gag seemed to accentuate her features. “She does look rather good with that…”
~Another 8 hours of travel later~ Night has long since fallen but the cart kept moving. Even in the dead of night. With the importance of who they were transporting, stopping was not an option. While the drivers struggled to stay awake and the Hawk long since passed out. A certain redhead still lay awake.
Aloy gingerly moved away from a sleeping Talanah to waddle towards the center of the cage and squat. She then proceeded to position herself, so the small end of the plug connects with the floorboards of the cage. Then slowly shifted her center of gravity downwards and drove the spark-plug deeper inside herself. Relishing the way her sphincter muscles shifted around the cumbersome object. Her body trying to compensate for the plug as it was pushed deeper and deeper into her back passage.
The redhead’s freckled butt cheeks finally come to rest on the cage floorboards as her full weight focused on the plug. As a result of the plug being deeper inside her, the coarse hemp between her nether lips also tightened its grip. Trapping her erect clit between the two threads of unyielding rope. She sat there in the moonlight, taking in the sensations that flooded her system. She flexed her inner muscles around the spark-plug which sent shivers up and down her spine.
Aloy unconsciously rocked her hips in tandem with her flexing which created a new sensation. As if the plug was pulsing inside her.
[OH, Goddess!] The redhead moaned.
Her eyes fluttered shut as continued to gently rock her hips, feeling the fire in her belly grow. It spread towards her incredibly erect clit still sandwiched between the two lengths of rope as they stimulated the sensitive peak. It threatened to consume her entirely until she-
"WAIT!!"
The flame-haired woman let out a low and heavy groan as she forced herself to stop. Her mind finally catching up to her body. Reminding her that if she continued her exploration, her hips would cause the spark-plug to remind her of its namesake. The bound huntress sat as still as possible in the gently rocking cart for several minutes as exhaustion finally began to take her. Aloy then slowly relieved the pressure off her rear. Which caused the redhead to quiver as she felt every inch of the spark-plug slowly fall back to its resting state. Another groan escaped her gagged lips as she tried to catch her breath.
“I wonder what it would be like to walk around with this...” Aloy pondered wistfully.
Aloy recalled the initial insertion of the plug and how the first jolt ripped through her. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever had to experience.”
Still, the bound huntress didn’t hate the plug itself. At first it was strange to feel so full, but she wouldn’t describe it as unpleasant. Now after spending the night with the bulbous object that was snugly in her back passage. It felt like her insides had finally settled around the plug.
"Okay, it still feels strange, but not unbearable. I can handle it." The redhead thought.
Aloy was brought out of her thoughts when she felt Talanah shift against her as the Hawk began to awaken. Due to a stream of sun light that landed on her face. The groggy woman groaned into her gag. Attempting to blink the sleep from her eyes as she too shifted in her bonds. Her body also sore from their uncomfortable positions while having to sleep on the ground overnight. As Talanah’s vision cleared, she was greeted by the sight of Aloy’s leather strapped face staring at her. The Meridian Huntress sighed. Seeing they were both still in captivity. But the sight of her friends freckled face did bring her some comfort, knowing she wasn’t alone in this.
A sudden tapping noise drew the immobile huntresses’ attention upwards to see the Captain looking down at them.
“Probably not use to that.” Aloy snarked.
The short man was pleased to see them both still trussed up like turkeys, exactly where they'd left them. The two glared at him in response.
“Good, you’re awake. Just wanted to get one last look before I never have to see you two again. The trip to Sunfall is roughly a day and half. Hope you two have a nice trip.” The Captain walked away with a satisfied smirk as four new raiders came to their cage and cut the rope that connected their collars to the stakes. The huntresses found themselves taken from the cage and carried off to their next destination.
As Aloy and Talanah were carried towards the edge of camp. Their means of transport came into view, a large wooden cart with a metal cage built into it and the door already open. The dimensions 6 by 6 by 6, with metal bars crisscrossing each other, leaving only three-inch square gaps. Two raiders sat up front awaiting their new cargo with a pair of stolen oxen ready to pull when ordered. The two huntresses were roughly tossed into the open cage, once again setting off their spark-plugs. Both let off another string of garbles curses at the raiders. The cage door slammed shut, followed by a definitive ~CLICK~ as the lock engaged.
“Alright, you’re good to go!” A raider yelled to the drivers as he banged on the side of the cage.
The cart lurched forward and quickly moved at a steady pace. The uneven terrain causing the Hawk and Thrush’s hips to buck and shift. Randomly setting off their plugs. The two riders laughing at the sounds of the huntress’s plight. Giving little care to the near constant stream of garbled cures, screams, and moans that their cargo admitted from behind.
~8 hours of travel later~ The cart seemed to follow less-frequently traveled paths on its journey to the Shadow Carja capital. Having left the desert terrain of the raider encampment, the huntresses found themselves in a heavy forest. Their muffled and gagged shouts had little to no chance of attracting attention or any hope of a sudden rescue. The sound of the cart's heavy wooden wheels creaking helped drown out their gagged pleas. Talanah having spent most of her time trying to expel her plug, but due to the plug’s sheer size and the crotch rope tied around the rod attached to it jutting out of her ass. This proved to be impossible as the spark-plug stayed in place and just succeed in earning her a series of extra shocks for her troubles. While Aloy found herself trying to settle into her plug. Finding it easier to accept the weird filling sensation of its presence the longer it stayed in. Focusing on trying to keep her spark-plug from moving too much and zapping her insides.
~Another 2 hours of travel later~ The path had smoothed out to a more even road as they left the forested area to a more open plain. The random joints became less frequent much to their relief. However, as the journey to sunfall continued…
Aloy found herself not only getting used to the spark-plug. But, found herself starting to enjoy the full sensation it gave her. Its constant presence began to feel more and more like a comfort. As she continued to focus on the plug buried deep within her and mused how it shifted inside her when rolling her hips and how her muscles flexed around it. As the huntress continued to gently roll her hips, the rope between her legs also rubbed against her erect clit, while it simultaneously caused the spark-plug to move up and down. Creating a pumping sensation that proved to be a helpful distraction from the constant strain of her bonds. She let out a low moan in response.
Talanah watched hypnotically. Her eyes drawn to Aloy’s rolling hips as her ears caught the moans of her Thrush. The redhead failed to take notice of her Hawk’s lingering gaze. Her hips continued their gentle undulation. Talanah felt the rope parting her own folds moisten as her eyes traversed the fit body of her bound and gagged friend. The olive-skinned woman felling her own belly fire stir and rise. Unable to remove her eyes from the withering form of the rose-skinned woman.
After a few minutes, Aloy began to slowly stop her gentle rocking and took several deep breaths. Trying to control the building inferno in her loins. However, she felt an intense gaze upon her. The flame-haired woman slowly turned her head to the right to see Talanah looking rather red-faced at her. Aloy felt her own face go red as her hair with embarrassment at the sudden realization that Talanah mush have been witnessing her little ‘display’.
[What…were you trying to do?] the blushing Hawk asked.
Aloy stuttered while trying to give a likely reason,
Talanah was quiet for a few beats before she replied, [That’s…a…smart. Good thinking. It would help to know how much leeway we have.]
Aloy nodded and sighed in relief. Not sure if Talanah bought her reasoning but seemed to drop the matter. The Hawk still stared at her Thrushes’ body, the light sheen of sweat that glistened of her well-toned muscles and how the harness gag seemed to accentuate her features. “She does look rather good with that…”
~Another 8 hours of travel later~ Night has long since fallen but the cart kept moving. Even in the dead of night. With the importance of who they were transporting, stopping was not an option. While the drivers struggled to stay awake and the Hawk long since passed out. A certain redhead still lay awake.
Aloy gingerly moved away from a sleeping Talanah to waddle towards the center of the cage and squat. She then proceeded to position herself, so the small end of the plug connects with the floorboards of the cage. Then slowly shifted her center of gravity downwards and drove the spark-plug deeper inside herself. Relishing the way her sphincter muscles shifted around the cumbersome object. Her body trying to compensate for the plug as it was pushed deeper and deeper into her back passage.
The redhead’s freckled butt cheeks finally come to rest on the cage floorboards as her full weight focused on the plug. As a result of the plug being deeper inside her, the coarse hemp between her nether lips also tightened its grip. Trapping her erect clit between the two threads of unyielding rope. She sat there in the moonlight, taking in the sensations that flooded her system. She flexed her inner muscles around the spark-plug which sent shivers up and down her spine.
Aloy unconsciously rocked her hips in tandem with her flexing which created a new sensation. As if the plug was pulsing inside her.
[OH, Goddess!] The redhead moaned.
Her eyes fluttered shut as continued to gently rock her hips, feeling the fire in her belly grow. It spread towards her incredibly erect clit still sandwiched between the two lengths of rope as they stimulated the sensitive peak. It threatened to consume her entirely until she-
"WAIT!!"
The flame-haired woman let out a low and heavy groan as she forced herself to stop. Her mind finally catching up to her body. Reminding her that if she continued her exploration, her hips would cause the spark-plug to remind her of its namesake. The bound huntress sat as still as possible in the gently rocking cart for several minutes as exhaustion finally began to take her. Aloy then slowly relieved the pressure off her rear. Which caused the redhead to quiver as she felt every inch of the spark-plug slowly fall back to its resting state. Another groan escaped her gagged lips as she tried to catch her breath.
“I wonder what it would be like to walk around with this...” Aloy pondered wistfully.
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