Legends of Amacia Rise of the Caverias

Meanwhile in the Tower on the east side of the Black Fortress, Selina slowly woke to find herself not in the Harem but in a thirty by twenty foot cell with a single small window in the west wall. The door lay on the north wall and it appeared to be solid stone. Her head pounded and ached as she looked around. Her heart sank in fear as she recognized the room as the room in the nightmare. She, however, wasn’t hanging from the wall, but lying on a large cushion. She instantly noticed the leather wrapping restraint she had worn since returning from the sex floor had been exchanged for a crotchless, strapless tan leather teddy with very high-cut legs. Selina also noticed the teddy’s open breasts, which dismayed her as much as the revelation that she was chained hand and foot to the south wall. Her neck collar was also fastened to the wall a few feet away with a chain. She felt cold metal against her midsection and discovered that she was wearing a five-inch wide metal belt with a chain hooked on the wall. Looking back at the wall where the chains were fastened, she saw that the chains disappeared into the walls. “This is not good,” she muttered as she rubbed the side of her head.

After doing so, she pulled on one of the arm chains and it didn’t move or give. Therefore, she sat there and sobbed softly, knowing that her end was near. “Where are you, Lord? Where are you, and where’s my soul mate?” she sobbed quietly in the silence of the cell. “Please help me, Lord.” At that, she prayed for a miracle.