DISCLAIMER:THIS STORY CONTAINS BONDAGE, KIDNAPPING AND SLAVERY. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE THOSE THINGS. THIS IN NO WAY ENDORSES ACTUAL KIDNAPPING OR RAPE, THIS IS ENTIRELY FANTASY. IF THESE THEMES BOTHER YOU THEN GO LOOK ELSEWHERE.
Leone had managed to reach the target of her objective with ease. She had been sent to eliminate a group of slavers. The client had approached her, trying to save his sister who had supposedly been taken by these slavers. Leone had taken the contract along with the payment as the situation was more personal to her due to her having had a friend she grew up with that was taken by slavers when they were young. The blonde was dressed in her usual outfit, and had found herself a small hill from which she could observe the slaver's camp without being seen.
With the heightened senses provided to her by her imperial arms, Leone had quickly scouted out the area around the camp. What Leone found unusual about the camp was that it was only made up of about four or five buildings that had almost the same design and size as the military barracks where she first ran into Tatsumi. She observed as numerous girls in chains were led into these buildings by both men and women; this made Leone even more angry seeing the sight of women helping this barbarism.
"How could these bitches be helping with such an awful thing?" Leone muttered to herself in her husky voice, as she continued scoping out the area to figure out what would be the best way to break in and kill the slavers.
Despite the heightened senses that Lionel had given to her, she was unable to sense the auras of the two cloaked figures approaching behind her who suddenly jumped on her from behind.
"Gahhh!" Leone cried out as she was forced to the ground. She tried to shake her attackers off but her efforts were futile.
The two figures, one female, one male, each took out a bundle of rope from a bag they were carrying, the first brought Leone's arms together behind her back and began wrapping the rope around her wrists several times before knotting it off. The coarse rope was in such a position on her wrists that Leone couldn't use her claws to rip it off or pick at the knots.
The second figure pulled off Leone's boots and bought her legs together, taking the bundle of rope and wrapping it around her ankles several times before tying it off as well.
This process was repeated on Leone's elbows, pinning her arms together even more, as well as rope being wrapped both above and below Leone's knees. The first figure pulled out a knife from his bag while the second continued pinning Leone down despite how tightly restrained she was.
"Who are you bastards?!" Leone cried out, feeling absolutely confused as to how these people managed to get the drop on her while her Imperial Arms was activated.
Both figures refused to acknowledge her while continuing to pin her down, the figure with the knife first brought it towards her tube top and sliced it down the back letting it fall to the ground. He brought the knife towards her sleeves and repeated the process, slicing them down the middle and letting the remains fall to the ground along with her tube top. Her scarf was pulled from around her neck and discarded.
The male figure brought the knife down to her belt and attempted to cut it off but then stopped, noticing that the knife wasn't making any sort of dent in it. Realizing something was unique about that belt, the figures wrenched Leone to her feet. The female figure kept her arms wrapped around Leone so that she couldn't hop away but seeing as how her massive breasts were now out on display for everyone to see, she figured that Leone would be less likely to want to try and escape anyway.
After she was brought to her feet, Leone looked down and noticed her top, sleeves and scarf were laying on the ground and that her breasts were out which caused her to start to blush heavily.
"You bastards are going to pay for this!" Leone cried out attempting to face her assailants but her outburst was met with the female figure pulling on her hair roughly which resulted in the assassin letting out a sharp cry out in pain.
"Shut it slut. As much as I love you complaining, you're in no position to be making threats." the female assailant said to her while the male knelt in front of her and went to unbuckle her belt and once it fell to the ground, it resulted in a horrified Leone while both of her captors watched, intrigued, as the features Lionel gave to Leone suddenly disappeared. Her hands and feet returned to normal, her cat ears and tail vanished and her hair returned to its usual short length.
"Huh, this slut has something interesting about her. Is this one of these Imperial Arms like the Mistress has?" The female figure asked her companion as she watched him cut away at Leone's half-pants leaving her in just her black panties.
"It would appear so, we need to bring her to the Mistress right away." The male figure responded as he put his knife back away into his bag. He pulled out a long white cloth and walked over to where Leone's cut off clothing lay on the ground. He scooped up her discarded tube top, beginning to fold it as tight and as compact as he could. The female figure grabbed Leone's chin, keeping her face forward. The male figure brought the top up to her mouth.
"Open up, the quicker we can gag you, the less painful it'll be on you." The male figure said but as he expected, Leone firmly kept her jaw closed. A defiant look on her blushing face. "Alright have it your way" he sighed and with the hand that held the white cloth, he plugged Leone's nose which resulted in her attempting to shake off his grip, making her need to take a breath even sooner. The moment she opened her mouth to gasp for air, the male figure stuffed the compact tube top into her mouth and forced it back as far into her mouth as he could with his thumb while quickly managing to hold her mouth open with the hand that had been plugging Leone's nose. This resulted in Leone taking as many deep breaths as she physically could to avoid choking as the packing filled up her mouth completely. The cloth reached the back of her throat, causing her to gag violently. Her assailants chuckled wickedly at the noise. The white cloth that was in the male figure's other hand was stretched thin to form a cleave gag and tightly strung between her teeth to keep the remains of her tube top from falling out. The male figure knotted the cloth tightly behind her head, being careful to keep the bangs either side of her face from getting caught in the gag. "There we go nice and tight."
"MMPPHHH" Leone tried to cry out but due to how thick the gag was, the sound came out at barely more than an audible level.
"I got a few things I would like to add myself." The female figure said as she began to reach into her bag and pulled out a leather collar along with a corresponding leash. She reached up to snap it around Leone's neck, securing it and making sure it was locked so it could not be removed while she was attaching the leash to the ring at the base of the collar. She sat back on her haunches and looked at Leone, sighing. "Well I would like to add more but let's wait to see what Mistress wants to do with you." The female figure got back up, went in front of Leone and grabbed ahold of the leash while the male figure went ahead and collected the items that were on the ground, putting them away in his bag.
"Get hopping slut, don't want to keep Mistress waiting." The female figure taunted Leone who soon took the hint and realized that it was useless to struggle since she was being pulled along whether she wanted to go or not, and there was no way to break free now.
"Grmmhh!" Leone grunted out into her gag as she began to hop as the leash was tugged, but something else dawned on her which turned her skin cold and made her catch her breath. She hadn't let anybody else in Night Raid know where she was going, so her only hope was to escape, but if her captors went this far then her odds were not looking good.
It took the three of them about half an hour or so for them to finally make it back to Leone's jailer's main camp. As it turned out, the buildings that Leone had seen earlier were merely outposts. Leone was dragged into the Mistresses chambers, still issuing muffled complaints.
The two figures who captured her were spaced out so that the female figure was walking in front, holding onto the leash attached to Leone's collar. Meanwhile the male figure was walking behind the two so he could ensure that Leone was hopping at an optimal speed. Whenever she got too slow, a quick slap to Leone's bare ass cheeks quickly got her moving again, as well as worming a grunt out of her, much to the pair's pleasure. They approached the throne room, Leone's apprehension growing. The only person in the room was a young-looking red headed woman whom Leone assumed was the one her two captors were referring to as "Mistress" and the main leader of the slaver ring. Leone was pushed in the small of her back and forced to her knees, almost falling over completely due to the rope surrounding her legs and restricting her balance. Leone looked up at the woman to get a good look at her, she noted that the woman appeared to be the same age as her, with long red hair, fierce brown eyes, tanned skin and paint on her face which indicated that she clearly wasn't from the area. She was probably from one of the Southern Tribes. She also took notice that the woman was wearing a long white dress. Several thoughts crossed Leone's mind at the same time. The first was that this woman must have been powerful enough to maintain control of this band of slavers and that this must mean she had something like an imperial arms of sorts that she utilized to stay in power.
"Ahh it seems you two have managed to catch an intruder, and judging by her appearance," The woman stood up from her throne and approached the three of them. She looked down at Leone and smirked. "she would make a fine slave, maybe even a whore worthy of my personal collection."
Leone looked up at the woman and grunted angrily into her gag, refusing to be a part of whatever this woman had in store for her. Her actions were suddenly met with woman kneeling in front of her. The Mistress began to grope Leone's breasts roughly, resulting in Leone squirming around and trying to turn away. Leone began to yell at the Mistress, but, realizing she was gagged and that shouting was ineffective, simply blushed and stared directly into the Mistresses face, her brow creased with anger.
The woman could hardly fail to notice Leone's reaction and began to smirk. "Looks like my new slave is beginning to enjoy herself." She chuckled at her own joke and stood up. "I have a proposition for you slave, if you choose to submit yourself to me now, I can assure you that things will be a lot easier for you, or I'll give you the chance to escape. After I've added some improvements to your current state of course. But if you manage to get caught again, I can assure you now that I will do everything I can to make sure you are made into the perfect slave. Seeing as how I will not remove your gag, nod your head for the first option or shake your head for the second option."
Leone listened to the woman speak and after carefully considering each option, she shook her head. This may be her only chance to escape despite the serious consequences should she be captured again.
The Mistress laughed inwardly at Leone's response, expecting as much, although little did Leone know that the chances of her escaping were non-existent. The whole thing was only a façade for the Mistresses pleasure and Leone would be recaptured almost instantly. "So be it then, let's prepare you, as much as it won't help you, but that's no fun for me now is it?" She walked back over to her throne, plucking a bag from a table next to the raised chair. She returned to Leone, her arm already searching through the contents of the bag.
Finding what she was looking for, the Mistresses face lit up with a malicious smile.
"Can't make this easy for you, can I?" the Mistress smirked even more as she grabbed a fistful of Leone's short blonde hair and pulled her up to her feet, Leone shouting in pain as she did so. She reached into her bag and pulled out about four small rubber bands, they were elastic enough that they could be stretched around Leone's breasts, and much to the busty blonde's horror, this is exactly what the Mistress did. The Mistress snapped two of these bands around each of Leone's breasts which caused Leone to feel incredible amounts of discomfort along with her breasts bulging out even further.
Leone cried out into her gag from the pain, but her cries were immediately ignored as the Mistress continued pulling items out of her bag. The next set of items that were pulled out were a pair of clamps which Leone deduced were going to be used on her nipples which frightened her due to the pain that her breasts were already experiencing. Despite this, she tried to appear as strong-willed as possible, not letting the Mistress know that she'd gotten to her. Leone's prediction turned out to be correct and almost as if on cue, the clamps were applied to her nipples which caused Leone to cry out in even more pain but like before, her cries were both muffled and ignored.
The last couple of items that were pulled from the bag included a bundle of rope and a large dildo. Leone's golden eyes widened as she saw the toy leave the bag. The Mistress smirked as she undid the bundle of rope and began to wrap it around Leone's waist. She let the excess rope fall onto the floor as she knelt on one knee and brought the dildo up towards Leone's pussy.
"I'm sure you're smart enough to figure out where this is going." She smirked and shifted Leone's panties to the side so that she could stuff the dildo inside of her. Leone's already frequent protests heightened in pitch as the head of the dildo slowly moved closer to her exposed vagina. As the Mistress started to push the dildo inside of her, the redhead could feel Leone's pussy starting to moisten which caused her to grin.
"It seems my new slave is starting to enjoy herself, I can't wait to experiment more with you later." she said to Leone in a condescending tone, speaking loudly to drown out Leone's moans. Leone took this as a sign of the Mistress being confident that she couldn't escape. The Mistress took the remainder of the rope, after finishing pushing the dildo inside of her and readjusting her panties, and pulled the rope as far up as she could between Leone's legs forcing the dildo to remain in place and forming a tight crotch rope. Leone gasped and even she felt a slight burst of bizarre pleasure, despite her predicament, as the crotch rope rubbed against her pussy through her panties.
"Looks like she's ready to go, you two go take her outside so we may begin." The Mistress called out to the other figures. The male picked up Leone and threw her over his shoulder which caused Leone to feel extreme irritation in both her breasts and her pussy from the shifting of the objects attached to her body.
All four of them made their way outside of the camp and the male figure placed Leone onto her feet facing away from the camp. The male slaver removed the leash from her collar but left the collar itself tight around her neck.
"Ok slave, here's the deal. You get a five-minute head start to try and escape and we get to come looking for you once that time is up. And that time begins now!" The Mistress cried out, giving Leone's ass a sharp smack. Leone instantly began to hop away as fast as she could, doing her best to ignore the pain she was experiencing in her intimate areas.
"MMPPHHHRR FRRRKRR" Leone cried into her gag as she felt the continuous pain of the clamps tightening on her nipples and the compression of the bands around her breasts. 'If I ever get out of this, these bastards are going to pay dearly.' She thought to herself as she continued hopping along hoping against hope that she wouldn't lose her balance as she momentarily hid behind any tree she could find in case the slavers were already looking for her. The unfamiliar landscape didn't help her bid for freedom, and she constantly had to stop and check where she was going.
"Mistress, I wanted to inform you that our new captive had an imperial arms on her when we captured her." The male figure turned to face the Mistress as he pulled out Lionel from his bag and handed it to her.
Hearing this caused the Mistress to become intrigued wondering what the deal with this new captive was and why she had an imperial arms on her. She accepted the belt and her eyes widened as she turned it over in her hands, examining it.
"The two of you are getting a major pay rise, I recognize this! It's one of the imperial arms reportedly used by the group of assassins; Night Raid! This means she's one of them! We need to go after her now, we can't let such a valuable slave get away. Screw the five-minute head start!" The Mistress yelled at the two figures and they immediately ran out of the gates in search of Leone.
'I can use this to my advantage to get so many more unique slaves into my collection, I can't pass this up.' The Mistress thought to herself as she watched her associates run off into the woods.
Leone looked behind her and noticed that there was no one in sight, letting out a sigh of relief. She nodded to herself in assurance as she felt that she was in the clear. It would help if she had the enhanced senses of her Beast Form but this would have to do. Suddenly, the dildo inside of her began vibrating rapidly, both the pressure and sensation caused Leone to drop to her knees and begin to moan in pleasure and frustration as the device worked away inside of her.
'Oh no, this can't be how it ends.' Leone thought as the realization hit her that she was never supposed to escape and the option to willingly submit was her best option. She tried to get to her feet but couldn't, then she tried to squirm away on her belly but that was also just as useless. The vibrating dildo was just too much for her. She turned her head again and noticed that the two figures who initially captured her were only a few yards behind her. She attempted again to get to her feet but due to all the feelings she was experiencing, it proved to be rather challenging. Finally, she managed to stand up, wobbling precariously, but as soon as she straightened up and tried to begin hopping away again, the two figures were standing right behind her. Both of their hands encircled her writhing body, two of them cupping her large breasts and squeezing them.
"Looks like game is over slave." The female figure chuckled, emphasizing Leone's new title. She grabbed onto the rope binding Leone's arms with one of her hands while the other reached into her bag, retrieving a black wraparound blindfold. She reached up to place the blindfold over Leone's eyes and tightened the strap around her head leaving her in complete darkness.
"You were never meant to escape, it was just to give you that false hope that you could get away. It makes it much for fun for us." The male figure revealed to Leone as he reached into his own bag and pulled out an even bigger collar than the one she was currently wearing. He unlocked the collar around Leone's neck and wrenched it off her. Leone squeaked as it almost pulled her off her feet. Stowing the first collar back into his bag, he took the new collar and placed it around her neck. Tightening the straps, Leone realized that this new collar was a lot bigger than the last one. It took up most of her slender neck and forced her to keep her head up and pointing forward.
As he made sure that the collar was fastened correctly, the male slaver addressed Leone directly:
"This my dear is known as a posture collar, we use it as a method of punishment for slaves such as yourself. So, until Mistress says otherwise, this will be the collar you wear." Without waiting for a response from the helpless assassin, he grabbed her hips and placed her over his shoulder as they began the walk back to the camp. The man continued; "You can take some comfort that you will not be sold but instead placed into Mistress' personal collection. After all she didn't want to pass up the opportunity to have someone from Night Raid for her very own." The man started to laugh, giving Leone's ass another slap as his companion joined in his laughter.
As soon as she heard that last statement, Leone felt mortified knowing that her identity had been so easily discovered just from her imperial arms. Still cursing from behind her gag, and blackness being the only thing she could see, her mind could only begin to wonder what would happen to her once they made it back to the Mistress.
AN: I'm aware that the situation involving Leone's capture is a bit out there but I couldn't think of anything better to really work with. Like I've said and will continue to say, the themes involved in this story I don't condone irl. Any sort of feedback is greatly appreciated.