“This must be the box. Let's open it…”

These were the last things Pela said to Stelle before opening a box in a Goethe Grand Hotel room, expecting to find the missing meteor fragment from the museum. Instead, they got a faceful of a powerful sleeping gas that quickly incapacitated the two beauties. It had been a trap laid by the museum thieves, who knew the Silvermane guards would be on their tail. When the two awoke they had found themselves stripped of their clothes, forced into bunny suits, forced into a trunk, and bound heavily.

Their arms had been twisted behind their back with their hands nesting in between their shoulder blades in a reverse prayer, their elbows forced to touch uncomfortably. Tape had been wound around their hands preventing any use of them before they were secured with rope and more tape. Pela’s legs were bound together and hogtied while Stelle’s legs were frogtied, both bindings also with tape and rope. Their captors had inserted vibrating eggs inside them and secured vibrating wands against their crotches.

“MNNNGH!?”

“MNNNNNH!!”

Their mouths had been stuffed to the brim with some kind of foam and secured with many layers of duct tape wound underneath their hair. To make things force their captors had tied their bodies together, with matching collars tethered to each other so they were intimately close, causing them to blush despite their predicament.

“Well well look who’s awake. I can’t believe we caught ourselves a couple of beauties~ The artifacts from the museum will make a decent buck but I’m sure we can get real money from selling the two of you~”

The two protested, their gags doing a good job of heavily muting their cries.

“Now now~ you’re looking quite stressed~ allow us to help alleviate that~”

Their captors laughed as the vibrators erupted to life, forcing pleasure upon the bound trailblazer and intelligence officer.

“We have one final gift~ ancient relics designed to make women more… obedient…”

Their captors produced glowing blindfolds and fitted them over the eyes of Stelle and Pela, immediately flooding their vision with images of bound and subservient women, all the while flashing words designed to mold them into perfect bondage slaves.

“NNNNGH!! MNNNNGH!!”
“MNNNNNNNNGH!!!”

The two women orgasmed as the trunk lid was closed, leaving them to struggle helplessly while their will was worn away and they were transported to their new lives as slaves…

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Commission done by the cool DankestofDans user/32082493
He did a very nice Pela cursed relic set recently illust/111747558