Their broken, overlapping pleas filled the room immediately, desperate, filthy, and completely without pride.
The night was still far from over… but it was time to end it.
I let the purple glow in my Eyes of Avalon flare brighter than ever. With a single thought, the illusions shifted and deepened. The original shackles melted away and reformed into something heavier, more restrictive. Thick iron cuffs locked around their wrists and ankles, now connected by short, unyielding chains that forced their bodies into a new, obscene position.
I pulled Vale and Sophie tightly together until they were chest to chest, face to face, their heavy breasts pressed together, hard nipples dragging and rubbing. Their legs were forced wide apart and chained at the thighs and calves, leaving both their dripping pussies and tight assholes fully exposed, pressed close side by side.
