Harem Escape Ch.1

The Introduction

Schala groaned as she began to regain her senses. She had no idea what happened earlier. She had just started walking home after some quality time with Krocken,, when she felt some overwhelming force hit her, then…nothing.

Schala sighed , noticed she was sitting, then decided to stand up to get her bearings…and found herself rooted in place. She blinked in confusion before her senses sharpened.

Her eyes bulged as she saw her situation.

First, her purple dress was gone, replaced by a rather…scandalous outfit: A harem dancer outfit. Her top was a glorified bra, purple in color with golden tassels, and it hugged her breasts tightly, showing a bit of her cleavage, Her midriff was exposed, with a purple gem placed firmly in her navel. Her legs were covered by purple puffy harem pants with golden waistband, and her feet had Persian slippers covering them. But that was not the most shocking thing about her situation.

She was severely tied up. Her arms were bound tightly behind her back, her wrists, forearms, and upper arms lashed together with rope with in-between cinches, and more rope lopped above and below her breasts, both pinning her arms to her torso and making her chest swell. Her fingers themselves were taped into ‘mittens’ then into a ball. A shackle was placed over her wrists as a final touch. Her legs were no better. Her ankles, shins,  and thighs were also bound with inches, making them impossible to separate, not helped by the shackles over her ankles. And to top it all off, a crotch-rope was added between her legs.

A belt kept her pinned to a stone chair in a small room, one she did not recognize. She decided to cry out for help…

“Mmmmmpphhh...MMMMMFFFF????!!!”

…Only to find herself with a very thick gag. It completely muted her speech, reducing her to incoherent muffles.

The gag was multi-layered: The first was a very large cloth balled up and stuffed in her mouth, filling it up to capacity, following by a thick cloth cleave gag that wedged her jaws open. Following that was large strip of microfoam tape plastered over her lips. A cloth was then tied tightly over her mouth, with no slack and double-knotted to keep in place. To stifle her further, a thick padded cloth was place over her mouth and nose, held in place by a wrap of microfoam tape.

But that wasn’t the end of it: Another OTM gag was tied in place, doubled-knotted. Following that, two cloths were tied/double-knotted over both her mouth and nose. Finally, one last thick cloth was tied OTN style as well, double knotted to keep it in place, keeping Schala stifled…and to add insult to injury, a veil was placed over it all.

Some of her hair was pined in place, but her ponytail was not…allowing it to flail about as she shook her head in frustration . “GRRRMMMMPPHH!” she moaned loudly, trying to get up, but the belt was tough, and held her down expertly. She whined in dismay.

But before anything could be done, a sudden voice, loud form a unseen loudspeaker, spoke up, causing her to pause.

“Greetings,” a female voice said, causing Schala to look around. “Who I am is of no importance. What is important is this: You, along with several other girls, have been chosen to take part in a little game I have designed.”

Schala tensed at both ‘game’ and the fact there were others in this situation as the voice continued. “Each of you are clad in sexy harem garb, and are inescapably bound and gagged. You are in vast dungeon full of tricks and traps, and your goal is to escape. If you do, you’re free to go!” A chuckle from the woman as Schala’s eyes narrowed. “Of course, it’s not going to be easy, judging by all I described. Still, you all have time: This entire dungeon has a magic filed going through it. As long at it is active, you cannot go hungry, thirsty, or have to…relieve yourself.” Schala turned red at that. “And you can breath water too, if needs be.” Schala looked confused at that.

“Anyways…I encourage you all to have fun!” the voice chirped.  “The game will commence shortly.”

The belt slid away, which would allow Schala to stand up, which she did…very slowly, due to her binds. She took a few tentative hops forward, her bonds severely limiting her mobility (with the crotchrope making things worse). She looked around the cell, wandering how she would even get out.

Until a wall in her cell began to slide open, revealing a lit area.

Schala heard other doors opening, signifying the ‘game’ was beginning. With a muffled sigh, she hopped out, hoping this would be over with soon.