Hella's Tight Bondage Adventure

"Damn it... what kind of magic is this!?" Hela was about to leap onto the windowsill and escape when her feet suddenly tightened. A pair of black stockings had wrapped around her calves, binding them together. With a wave of her hand, Hela summoned her black greatsword from thin air and slashed at the stockings surging towards her. The stockings were cut into pieces by the greatsword's blows, but the severed parts continued to coil around Hela. More and more stockings appeared, and Hela's scythe was too unwieldy in the room. Soon, Hela was entangled and wrapped by an increasing number of stockings. "Ah... stockings... too many..." Hela tugged at the tightening stockings, but they still managed to twist her hands behind her back and bind them tightly. Her massive scythe clattered to the floor. Her slender, black-stockinged legs were also bound tightly from top to bottom by the stockings, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground. "Ugh... so tight... I can't move..." Hela struggled, but even with all her might, she could only manage to spread her legs open a tiny crack. At that moment, several stockings suddenly tightened around Hela's core from behind. A wave of pleasure washed over Hela, and her body went limp. The stockings binding her body took the opportunity to tighten several more coils, and then Hela became completely immobile. "Ah... damn it... these damned stockings..." "Strange, the path is blocked by cobwebs. Have adventurers not been coming up the mountain for a long time... and I haven't encountered any enemies on the way. The whole mountain is eerily quiet..." Ivy murmured in confusion. Just then, a dark shadow flashed past behind Ivy, and then a sticky strand of spider silk shot towards her. "Hmm? That was fast..." Ivy chuckled, making no move to dodge. She let the spider silk stick to her and then be pulled into a spider web in the tree. A large black spider crawled from the other end of the web and shot denser spider silk at Ivy. Ivy made no attempt to struggle, allowing the spider silk to bind her hands and feet together tightly. "Hmm... the tensile strength is quite good... spider silk really excites me the most... I wonder about the poison..." Ivy muttered as the large spider plunged its abdominal stinger into Ivy's neck, injecting its venom. "Ah... it really is an aphrodisiac... I'm already getting wet down there..." Ivy half-closed her alluring eyes and began to try to twist her body to break free, only to find that with the aphrodisiac in her system, her strength was greatly diminished, and she couldn't break free from the silk binding her body with sheer physical force. "Hmm... I really can't break free... What a shame... although it's already a very excellent specimen... I have other things to do... otherwise... I wouldn't mind having some fun with you..." "Not good!" Michelle was about to throw her spear when her hands were suddenly entangled by some unknown soft object. Then her body was violently pulled towards her eyes, and she crashed into something soft and sticky, immediately becoming unable to move. "This... is a spider web!?" Michelle exclaimed in alarm. In the faint moonlight, a large black spider appeared before her, its spinnerets having ensnared her hands and feet with spider silk. "Damn it... how can there be such a monster in the palace..." Michelle, panicking, struggled on the spider web, trying to escape. Women already have a natural fear of insects and the like, and this spider in front of her was larger than two adults. Michelle's usual combat prowess seemed to have vanished. At this moment, the large spider crawled in front of Michelle and spat out even denser spider silk from its abdomen. "Ah?! The spider silk is... wrapping me?? Damn it... let me go...." Michelle writhed and struggled on the spider web, her blue-stockinged legs constantly pulling at the tightening spider silk. But there was simply too much spider silk, and its tensile strength was incredibly strong. As soon as Michelle broke a few strands, more spider silk would entangle her. Soon, Michelle's hands were bound tightly to her sides by the spider silk, and her slender, stocking-clad legs were also bound together so tightly that not even a sliver of space remained. Hela's body was firmly controlled by a black, mesh-patterned magic stocking, and she was pinned beneath Meloria. Meloria, wearing only white lace lingerie and garter stockings, lay on the bed. Her pair of alluring white-stockinged feet were pressing down on Hela's pretty face, forcing Hela to smell her stockinged feet. Meloria, with a look of enjoyment, was licking Hela's jade feet, which were encased in black mesh stockings. "Mmm... your feet are as delicious as ever..." Meloria murmured, her voice hazy with intoxication, as she held Hela's stockinged feet in her mouth, sucking on each stockinged toe. At the same time, she used her own silken foot to pry open Hela's lips and stuff them into Hela's sexy mouth. "Ugh oh... ugh...." As if resisting the stockinged feet in her mouth, Hela let out an unintelligible moan. "Ugh... these damned magic stockings again... I... I can't control my body at all... my lower half... it's still moving... it's too stimulating... Claire... please don't come here... oh..." Hela finally couldn't bear the intense pleasure and sprayed a large gush of liquid from her core, which was enveloped by stockings. Afterward, Hela, already lost in a haze of desire, finally gave up resisting and began to lick the stockinged feet in her mouth with her tongue, enjoying herself to the fullest. "Heh heh... finally lost control, did you? To last this long under my stockinged enchantment... your willpower is truly strong... but that only makes people more eager to conquer you... don't you think so, Sister Ivy?" "You... shameless..." Claire's pretty face flushed as she looked at Meloria's perfect silken feet. "Heh heh... so you don't care about your Sister Hela's life then? Don't worry... if I'm in a good mood... I might let her go..." Meloria, noticing Claire's slight reaction, continued to try and manipulate her with words. "Fine... fine..." Claire gritted her teeth and walked up to Meloria, kneeling on the ground. She cupped Meloria's silken feet in her hands, feeling the smooth, warm touch of the stockings. Claire's pretty face turned even redder. Then, as if making a firm decision, she opened her mouth and took the silken feet into her mouth, using her tongue to suck on each stocking-clad toe. "Mmm ah... heh heh heh... that's a good girl..." Meloria's face showed an expression of enjoyment as she felt the constant tingling sensation on her feet. She then subtly cast her stocking enchantment onto the stockings. Claire, still licking Meloria's white-stockinged feet, suddenly found the taste of the stockinged feet in her mouth to be even sweeter. At the same time, her body began to feel hot. "Mmm... what's happening? My body... is getting hotter and hotter... and... why do these feet... look so beautiful..."