"What else did you find in the rendezvous point, Shinra?" Yuna looks over the young Al Bhed's shoulder as he works diligently on his computer.

"I can say for sure that there was a battle. It was an ambush. I managed to cut off the false data and maybe prevent any other corruption in our system."

"How can they even have gotten to our system, I thought you were suppose to be a whiz kid?"

Paine always has the same tone and for the most part it makes Yuna uncomfortable. Try as she might in the past to be friendly, Paine keeps her distance and would always respond with a wall. Though despite the tone she used to question Shinra, Yuna is more than curious to the answer, after all, it did put Rikku in danger and sent her to a trap.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"I'm just a kid."

Trying not to add to the pressure Paine is putting on Shinra, Yuna decides to just back away, hoping that their 'Whiz Kid' can figure out something more than what they have been given. Part of her feels like this is her fault since Rikku has been doing missions all on her own without any help because everyone has been busy training her. Though admittedly, Rikku had been more than adamant about being a 'lone wolf' in her missions, which always made Yuna feel uneasy; now she wishes more than ever that she had been more stern with Rikku acquiring more help rather than brush them off. A hindsight that Yuna will never take for granted for as long as she can help it.

"Buddy," Yuna breaks the silence with her unsure tone. "Are you sure it's Al Bhed that attacked her?"

"If not Al Bhed, they sure did a good job putting it on us. Let's just say whoever attacked Rikku tried to cover things up, but kind of hard to do with how messy Al Bhed weapons can be."

"Does Cid know?"

"Of course!" Before Buddy could answer, Brother speaks over him as he looks over the pilot seat. "Father know. I called him."

Brother is native to Al Bhed tongue so speaking the common language is harder, though he was able to convey the information well enough both in words and tone. As far as Yuna knows, Brother hasn't been this serious about Rikku being gone; usually he would brush it off with Rikku being okay, or that she deserves it because she is a trouble maker, or perhaps that Rikku is just being lazy somewhere else and not actually doing her mission. This time however Brother has shown nothing but a dire need to make sure his sister is back home. With the evidence they found on the rendezvous point, how can he not be concerned? Yuna smiles to herself; at least she knows for a fact that he really does care for her despite how much the two siblings degrade each other.

"Hey guys, I think I found something," Yuna, Buddy, and Brother all turn towards Shinra's direction in sync. "Or at least, I think someone is feeding us something."

"What do you mean feeding us something?"

"Leading us to another trap, probably."

Yuna won't even try to refute Paine's claim since their system has been hacked, which is the reason why Rikku is missing now. Though she does keep a light of hope that it would be something they can work with that won't be detrimental. Shinra keeps working on his computer for a few moments leaving an anticipating vibe from everyone. It's not until a light on the lower corner of the screen blinks that Shinra finally speaks.

"Well, if it isn't a trap, it's someone really trying to clue us in."

"What does that mean?" Paine leans over along with Yuna, trying to get something out of Shinra's words through some kind of visual aid.

"I'm picking up Rikku's daggers on Kilika Island."

"Her daggers?"

"Kilika Island?! Wasn't she supposed to be in Bikanel?"

"Well that's just the thing, Yuna. I don't think Rikku has her daggers."

"Wait, so if you can locate her daggers now, why didn't you do it before?"

"Rikku's daggers may be a rare weapon from the age of the Final Six, but it's not this easy to find."

"Then how are you finding it now?" Paine's voice slightly reaches a new height, obviously irritated at the fact that Shinra isn't exactly explaining things well enough.

"Because someone activated a sphere that's transmitted to this frequency showing her daggers."

Shinra pulls up a screen that shows Rikku's daggers resting on a bed. The environment it is in can be no other than Kilika island; most likely at the inn. With eyes wide of shock, both Yuna and Paine stare at each other before turning towards Brother who is giving as much attention as he can while piloting Celsius. With just a simple glance, Brother nods his head and reverts his full attention on piloting, full throttle to a destination that is obviously clear. With that said, Paine walks to the elevator, Buddy goes back to his station, and Shinra continues to work on getting some more information. Yuna on the other hand remains where she is, lost in thought, and hoping for the best.

"Rikku, please be okay," She whispers to herself. "We're coming for you."

Time is a two handed sword in this matter because it is obscure and starting to fade meaning just as much as Rikku's senses are starting to slip pass her bound grasp. Though in the same token, time could be a testament of her endurance since it could tell her just how long she is able to withstand her captivity's torture. Is it truly torture, or perhaps it can have some sort of…

"Uuuuhh! N-Nu.. nu... muuhn...!"

Drool spilling from the holes of the ball gag as well as the corners of Rikku's mouth as she lets out another groan from the feeling of the vibrations. Her saliva drips down to her chest and into her bra, adding more wetness to her already glistening body. As much as she had tried to fight against the feeling, she knows that the inevitable took over sometime ago. Her yellow lingerie also soaked from both sweat and her own. Ashamed and angry at the fact that she is mentally giving in to the pleasure of this torture, Rikku bows her head for what feels like the hundredth time. Though it won't last long as she knows that the momentary numbness to the vibrator would go away and soon she would find herself throwing her head back from the feeling.

"Open…." The sound of voices echoing from a distance breaks her away from the trance. "…Door."

Rikku was barely able to make out the words until she heard the machina unlocking. With hazy eyes, Rikku glances towards the door, letting out a few whimpers as the door itself opens and reveals two Al Bheds walking in. Squirming in her tight bondage, Rikku can hardly see this as a good thing. Were they there to check on her bonds? Not that it mattered, she got nowhere with them. Despite everything her body was telling her not to do, Rikku tried to find escape in every way possible. Moving any thing that had to do with her hands obviously aggravated her womanhood both with the crotch rope and the beating egg inside of her. Trying to slip her legs out of their frog tie obviously caused friction between her legs. Even the simple act of trying to knock the control out of her leg binds so that she can somehow reach for it added far more aggravation and unwanted response. In her last attempt to escape, Rikku positioned herself so that her back would be leaning on the walls of the tent. Again the process was far more agonizing since it required a lot of movements from every aspect of her body. At some point she felt herself releasing a wave of… just to get into a kneeling position and shimmy her way to the position she is now was… grueling. Her thought process for doing so was perhaps she could rub her wrist binds on one of the supporting pillar of the tent. Perhaps with enough effort and time she would snap the ropes and feeing her hands. Though every tug, every flinching… everything was going against her and it was then that she TRULY felt release. Ashamed of the thought and where she finds herself, Rikku's bulging cheeks are now tinted with a bit of red from both embarrassment and anger. More on the side of humiliation of course since a lot of her thought process had leaned towards what the device had been forcing out of her.

"Stop staring and go!"

Those words were clearer than the other ones before. Why wouldn't they stare at her? Rikku is basically on display with her legs spread the way they were from her sitting position. The ropes made sure that she can't close her legs properly, the egg beating furiously, the fact that she is gleaming in sweat and in some areas of other substance makes her an eye candy for anyone who finds this and her attracting. The Al Bhed without his gun ready is obviously frozen in place by the sight until his comrade shoves him forward, causing him to stumble closer to Rikku.

"Ffupf... ffuuuhmng..." She weakly tries to echo the words of the other Al Bhed through her ball gag.

"B-Be… Be quiet!"

The Al Bhed tries to sound assertive despite his stuttering. If it wasn't for his fluctuation in his tone that would give off just how nervous he is, it's also in his body language. Just the act of crouching closer to Rikku makes this Al Bhed shiver. Rikku can only wonder just how old this one is, probably a couple of years younger than herself. Al Bheds are usually deceptive in terms of age though this one gives it away with his lanky frame and his unconfident voice. If he removes his helmet, Rikku would have probably already guessed his age… though age guessing is hardly a priority with the situation; that and how close this young one is getting to her.

"I..I'm… going to take you… your gag off. If you make too.. too much noise," A slight head gesture from this young Al Bhed gets Rikku to make an effort to glance over his partner who is holding his rifle rather pompously. If she had enough attention span, Rikku would've rolled her eyes and admonished the young one for being oblivious that she is helplessly bound, gagged, exhausted, and currently distracted. "G-going… to give you… something to.. drink."

Rikku's eyes widen and she regained a bit of vigor from those words. Without waiting any longer, Rikku nods her head with as much sincerity as she can show, uttering the words: 'yes please' that sounds like: 'unf pfnuufh' through her ball gag. Regardless if her words were understood or not, the Al Bhed reaches over and starts to fiddle with the straps that are buckled in rather tautly. After what seems like forever, the ball finally loosens and not too long after, taken out of her mouth. A pool of drool sashays out of Rikku' mouth as she lets out a few pants from having the vibrator still beating inside of her. Having to readjust her jaw from being strained for such a time while trying to deal with the current situation is indeed far more difficult than one can imagine.

"Ah…Ah… the… the… control…" Her voice is low and fighting to get a few words through the panting. "Turn.. turn… it off…!"

The response of the Al Bhed was to turn to the other one who is holding the rifle. Obvious to Rikku despite her discombobulated situation that the armed Al Bhed is indeed the one who controls the reigns and lucky for her he gives a quick nod, which means that the distraction will at least not be so prominent. The moment the egg is turned off, Rikku's entire body finally found a reason to relax despite the ropes still causing enough stress and discomfort. Still, with the pulsing inside her most sensitive areas beating for however long it has been, Rikku will take any reprieve as a blessing.

"Drink." Rikku isn't even close to getting her composure so having a bottle hovering close to her lips doesn't register as quickly as it usually does. "Drink!"

The boy stammers, trying to sound as commanding as he can. If Rikku had the energy to even give him a glare she would but as of right now her eyes are gratefully looking at the potion bottle that is being offered to her. Wrapping her lips around the bottle, Rikku gladly drinks the replenishment. Potions are usually just as norm for hydration as water; in fact, potions do more to restore one's health so for people who run into problems with fiends, bandits, and other dangers of Spira, potions are always handy. To Rikku, the tastes of the blue liquid have always been atrocious and the first few gulps this time around wasn't any better. In fact, it tasted a bit more vile than normal but having been neglected of proper nourishment for however long she has been kept captive, Rikku doesn't think much of the taste. Finally finishing the rest of the bottle, Rikku pulls away and lets out a breath of satisfaction. Leaning towards the tent again, the movement reminds her real quickly of the particular rope that is still digging fervently between her legs.

"Okay come on rookie and put that gag back on her!"

The dread of having the large red ball in her mouth again sinks in and Rikku immediately purses her lips as an attempt to show her discontent with the order. With an apprehensive hand, the young Al Bhed starts to try and force the ball gag into Rikku's mouth and having a hard time doing so with how much effort Rikku is putting into fighting.

"You having a hard time there boy?!"

"S-She's… resisting!"

As much as she can, Rikku moves her head away from the sopping plastic ball that the young Al Bhed is trying to push between her lips. With as much moving as she is doing, the ball just keeps skimming across her lips, or pushing against her cheek causing the Al Bhed to get even more intimidated at his superior who is now obviously getting annoyed.

"Do I need to do it for you?!"

The boy grabs Rikku by the forehead and slams her head into the back of the tent, pinning any movements she may have so that he can once again try his best to force that red ball in. Angered from the sudden aggressiveness and still not wanting to be gagged again so soon, the red ball is pass her lips and now grinding against her teeth that are clenched tight. While the effort may seem fruitless, Rikku does feel a bit of her confidence build up from being able to hold it down for this long. Though that plummets real quickly as soon as she feels the familiar beating inside of her walls, which causes her to open her mouth to let a gasp out. In that moment, Rikku feels the ball slide inside her mouth, forcefully being placed behind her teeth and tautly being strapped behind her head. The hostility in the way the gag is placed in is indeed uncomfortable, however she finds her body one again succumbing to the pulse of the egg; her hips grinding against the rope that causes more than enough unwanted sensations to spread all over her captive body. Moaning against her gag and drooling in the process, Rikku admonishes herself within for even attempting that fight; perhaps if she didn't, the egg wouldn't have been turned on.

"I-I.. told you!" The boy tries to highlight his small victory. "Don't.. resist me!"

"Come on, boy! You've did a good job beating a tied up helpless girl!"

The words of both her captors found a special route to get under her skin. Despite the gag back in her mouth, despite the restrictive bonds placed methodically all over body, regardless if the egg is beating furiously inside of her and touching enough sensitive areas, Rikku releases as much of her hate at them with both unintelligible words and a burning glare.

"UUN'F... UUN'F... FHMNG UUU'NN GNF UWUU WMFH FHMF! WHNN... WHNN Uh GNF FUNN UUU- UUHHH! UUU'NN BN MN UNNF FUUUBNN!"

Rikku's screaming caused saliva to shoot out through the holes of the ball and on the side of her mouth. Her squirming about forces the crotch rope to dig further into her, sawing through her yellow thong, further pushing her lingerie deeper within her as well as pushing against the egg enhancing the affect it has. Every movement is detrimental, every effort is meaningless, and the result of all her futile struggling just adds more to the fact that she is indeed unable to do anything for herself. After a few moments of thrashing about, Rikku finally realizes (again) that she was just making it worse for herself. Her captors' reaction proves just that. Rikku stops moving altogether to try and regain some of her composure; her chest heaving up and down, the buzzing sound of the egg looms over the momentary silence of her situation and her exasperated body glistening from all her wasted efforts. The boy just stares at her with an awkward stance while his commanding officer chuckles.

"Come on, boy."

The younger Al Bhed stayed for a few more moments gawking before complying with the command. As soon as the tent locks, Rikku can feels a bit of solace, now she isn't going to have to deal with the uninvited eyes. Though suffice it to say, Rikku's hardships are far from over considering her situation. Now that silence is her only company, the situation is encumbering her once again. Though this time something seems different; her body is starting to react differently. Her mind is seemingly wandering to different and far less practical thoughts. Her eyes slowly glancing down at her bound womanhood to observe herself reacting…. Biting down on her ball gag, Rikku closes her eyes tightly… she can't possibly be thinking of that, can she?

"Your duty is clear, Gippal," Judas' command presence when he said those words is fuming with sternness. "You are to over see the excavation and make sure everything is going good."

"B-But Father!"

"Right now, I am your commander and I will not listen to you sit here and try to tell me that you're more useful getting jittery watching your ex girlfriend do her…" Judas grins as he pauses to find a word. "Thing."

"Only grown people for this 'show', little puppy."

Leblanc's presence was never welcome as far as Gippal is concerned. With his one functioning eye, Gippal gives the blonde woman a good glare before giving Judas a nod to signify his compliance to his Father's command. Grabbing Rikku's daggers and sheathing them, he makes his way towards the door. A quick glance towards the sphere that shows Rikku in her situation elicits a sigh out of him.

"Go!"

Flinching at Judas' voice, Gippal exits, leaving Judas and Leblanc alone. With the same grin plastered on her face since the 'show' started, Leblanc speaks with a tone that concurs with her facial expression. Without so much of a word, Judas reverts his full attention back towards the sphere where they witnessed a key element to Leblanc's plan.

"Are you sure it will work?"

"It will work," Leblanc's confidently answers. "Her body will reach a certain temperature and the little one will sweat enough to activate it."

Judas let's out a slight 'hmph'. Despite his stoic composure, he is more than enthused to let this plan carry on.

"Is everything else ready?"

"Of course, love."

"Good."

The moments seemed like they were distorted. How long has it been since she was given that drink? How long will it be until someone actually tells her what they want from her? Why is she here and why was that woman posing as Yuna? Why keep her this way if not for perverted entertainment? Is that sphere Logos left still on? These were the more logical things that are swirling about Rikku's mind. The other thoughts are not so productive. It usually involves her wanting to express inappropriate questions about her desires. When not deep in her mind, Rikku's thought process is often interrupted by the strain of the ropes holding her. For some reason the bondage feels different; and while they are still taut and inescapable, the feeling of the ropes on her bare flesh seems a bit out of sorts. Even the egg seems to be far more arousing than Rikku wants to really admit. In fact, something about her situation seems far more enjoyable.

"Fumnfhuuu...?!" Rikku calls out to no one in particular. The thought of being stuck like this with these strange thoughts and sensations is something that she can't truly cope with. Though who would help her when she is in enemies' territory? Who would want to save a traitor of her own people? "Uuuuuhh!"

With her eyes rolling on the back of her head, Rikku can feel her hips meeting the tight line between her legs and at the same time, her bound hands are pulling on the same rope, enhancing the friction. She lets out another moan through the ball gag as she continues to strain against her own crotch rope… the act is obviously trying to get another release from the situation. "What! What am I doing?!" Then the epiphany of what she is trying to do hits her and she immediately stops herself, slumping on her bonds and keeps herself as still as she can while lying on her side. What is she doing? Why is her body reacting this way? Another good question is why are her thoughts keep lingering towards the arousing way her body is reacting? Reaction despite limitations is becoming far more arousing. The ropes that once only served to keep her victim are now enhancing a feeling of lust. Every time she would move she can feel the silk feeling of her sweat drenched body… she would moan out of this sensation causing more drool to seep pass the ball gag confining her voice.

"Get a hold of yourself, Rikku! Get…" Just when things weren't enough, something else starts to pervade that is originating from the device torturing her womanhood. The suction cup attached above her opening hasn't done much thus why Rikku hasn't really given it much thought, yet the moment it starts to send off some strange sensation, Rikku couldn't help but gasp at the feeling. It's a feeling that she can't exactly describe; warmth that is spreading like a blanket all over her trussed up form is the best way she can define it, but it is something far more complicated than that. "Can't think about it…! Uuhhh... uuuhhh...! Ffupf!"

The heat on her crotch started to get even stronger; the vibration inside her womanly walls seem like it's beating harder, making her mind even cloudier. The feeling of arousal has now become a damning euphoria; it's becoming her main thought and her main want. In this kind of situation it shouldn't be what she is paying attention to but it is. It's the only thing Rikku wants to pay attention to! As if her body is betraying her, Rikku could feel herself moving in a sensual manner despite her bonds. Again the feeling of flesh on flesh rubbing against each other is becoming vibrant, sending waves and waves of pleasure. The ropes holding her captive are enhancing the arousal level; their method of confining her is as frustrating as it is enhancing every movement. What she can't attain through her bondage is becoming the most fascinating thing and what she can do with what little movement she is allowed is even more sexual than she would hope. She grinds on the rope. She writhes in her bonds not really wanting escape but to delve into the feeling of ecstasy. Her mind is now at a loss and constantly thinking about everything that feels good in this situation. With saliva spilling profusely through her ball gag, Rikku moans out loud; eyes rolling in the back of her head as the moment seemed right for her release.

"Rikku!" A voice barely pierced through the haze.

"Whuuu...?" Rikku's eyes fluttering open as she rode the wave of her climax.

"Rikku!"

The second time the voice called out to her, Rikku is finally getting out of the trance that her own release had placed her in; still a bit disoriented, confused, and somehow still wanting more, Rikku struggles to open her eyes and regain some of her senses. Aside from the voice that called to her, Rikku starts hearing the sounds of what could be nothing more than battle. Gunfire, explosions, machina, men screaming, and all sorts of chaos are all coming from outside her tent. Still confused, Rikku manages to at least open her eyes and lift her head up from the ground. Groaning slightly, Rikku focuses her vision on a figure that is standing over her.

"Rikku! Snap out of it!" The voice is familiar and yet not at the same time. With hazy eyes, Rikku tries her best to decipher who is this person that is now crouching over her and putting her in a sitting position, which of course every movement and every feel enhances the feeling causing her to grumble through her ball gag. "Rikku, stay with me! Yuna and I are going to need you in this in order for us to get away!"

Her eyes must not be working and her ears must be playing tricks on her. Shifting herself in the position she is in, Rikku tries to focus so that perhaps this illusion will fade away. The dream of the Fayth ended and him along with it so Tidus being here in front of her as her white knight is indeed a dream.

"Fmuuf...? H-huu..?" Despite herself, Rikku utters out his name through the ball wedged between her teeth. If this is real, perhaps now would be the right time for her to say the things she never got the chance to tell him?

"Listen, Rikku," His voice seems real, his face is just as she remembered. "Yuna is out there right now fending off the rest of the Al Bhed."

The sound of Yuna's name on his lips would of course be one of the first few things that would happen. Whining, Rikku squirms against her ropes, enhancing to Tidus her need to be released by him. Somehow, her thoughts are lingering on another form of release and not just the ropes coming off of her.

"But I don't think she'll be able to hold them off long. Our plan failed and they discovered us before we can get to you discreetly," Not that Rikku paid much attention to his Al Bhed clothing, but it does explain to her why he is in such apparel. The logic makes sense but that isn't what Rikku is paying attention to. "I don't know how long she'll be able to hold them off."

Rikku isn't sure how long she'll be able to hold her feelings off. She struggles feverishly, no longer caring how much the ropes are harassing every part of her. In fact, she's submitted to the feeling despite the better side of her telling her not to. All her furious thrashing about accomplishes one thing: Rikku falling towards Tidus, causing him to lose his balance, thus putting the two of them in an awkward position.

"R-Rikku?! What's gotten into you?"

"Fmuuf... pfnuufh..." Rikku's head is now in the awkward position of being between Tidus' legs and as she speaks, drool cascades to his pants enhancing the rather interesting position they are in. With no shame, no qualms, and one thought in mind, Rikku squirms herself upwards. The act is of course difficult without the use of her hands and the way her legs are bound; partner that in with the fact that the ropes are adding their own sense of trials, Rikku gasps and moans throughout the whole act while Tidus remains still and completely flabbergasted by Rikku's passionate attempt to get herself face to face with him. Eventually gets to her said goal, their eyes locking in the moment with her spiral green orbs conveying her heavy lust. Her body glistening from perspiration, their body so close, and the moment is indeed potent with an arousing vibe, which evokes a reaction from Tidus.

"I have to save Yuna."

The words are painful and it's in this moment that Rikku is finally able to hear the chaos from the outside again. Here she is in her most vulnerable state, pleading to be released, imploring him against her own self-dignity to take her, and yet Yuna is still in his mind. Yuna will always be the main priority no matter what. Another explosion erupted from outside the tent and more gunfire ensues shortly after, reacting to this, Tidus turns his attention towards that direction, obviously trying to go out there and help Yuna out since she seems to be going against the whole entire Al Bhed campsite.

"Fmuuf... pfnuufh..." Rikku pleads again; her words concurring with her body movements despite them still stifled by the ropes but getting the point across to Tidus who turns his attention back to her. "Fhn guhg... pfnuufh! Fuhgn mf uff..."

Although not understood, Tidus was able to comprehend through the vehemence in Rikku's gestures for her gag to be taken off. Reaching behind with his hands, he starts to unbuckle the tight strap and within a few moments, the painful and taut leather loosens and eventually the ball is plucked out of Rikku's mouth. As if her saliva wasn't profusely pouring out before, the moment it leaves the orifice of her mouth, a puddle of drool pours out, spilling all over Tidus' Al Bhed clothing. Working her jaw out for a few moments, it wasn't long after that when the silence is broken.

"Rikku I- hhhmmmppphh!"

Rikku plunges her head forward, meeting Tidus' lips with her own. Taken off guard, Tidus remains where he is, staying completely still as Rikku assaults him vigorously as if she hungered for a kiss. At the behest of her own lust, Rikku responded on her instinct as she has been; the kiss felt... wrong, but at the same time it is the most satisfying act she has done in a long time. It lasted for a few moments, but it seemed like the time spent locked in the kiss, her tongue dancing inside his and him half responding, it seemed like all of the strife, all of the jealousy, and every time she saw Yuna receive the glory, all of them seemed to have exposed themselves in those few moments of kissing. What felt wrong tried to justify itself with her inner disdains and somewhat made things right.

"Rikku…." Tidus slowly pushes her so that their eyes would lock. Rikku's eyes still heavily influenced by lust; she sees Tidus but can't completely make out his facial features. "… I have to save Yuna…."

"You've… saved… her enough… times…" Words are heavy between her panting. Rikku's voice is heavily influenced by her arousal as well. "Isn't… it time… that… you… pay… attention to… me?"

The words that she has confined for so long are finally released from their bonds. Some say the truth will set one free, but for Rikku's case, it will only enhance the already strict bondage that she finds herself in.

"Well, love, seems like it worked better than I planned."

"I don't think the confessions are done, Leblanc."

"Good! What I mixed with her little drink earlier was very potent. It's going to take a little while for it to wear off so she can talk the night away for all I care."

Leblanc puts her hands on her hip with a victorious grin as she leans over a bit more, her eyes never leaving the sphere as she and Judas watches it intently. The scene carries on and every bit of it is recorded, unknown to Rikku.

To Be Continued ...