DMC4 Luxuria - page 22

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And thus concludes Luxuria chapter 1! I didn't want to end on a cliff hanger, because it will be some time until I start submitting chapter 2.
I used some backgrounds directly from the game, but I think it makes things the scene look too busy. I want to try and simplify the toning process in the next chapter.

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And there Gloria stood, at the bottom of the sheer ravine into which she'd leapt with such wild abandon. But she was not wild anymore: Gloria had been thoroughly tamed. Her head was bowed, annulling her efforts to appear defiant. Her desirable, voluptuous body was completely trussed up in thick, strong tentacles. Her hands were pulled behind her back, her wrists entwined together. Her waist and her ample bosom also felt the Chimera Seed's tendrils, Gloria's breasts squeezed from above, and fondled by the tendril that ran between them, her hips squeezed by coil after coil of green tentacle.

Her long, boot-clad legs were enmeshed in the organic bindings as well, though not tied together. Gloria's soft lips were gagged too, with three coils muffling her seductive voice. She couldn't move even if she'd been able to try. But she was not able. It had not been enough for the Chimera Seeds to capture Gloria, to wrap her in tentacles, and gag her. It had not been enough even for them to manipulate her body, taking control of her and forcing her to walk herself towards their Mistress' clutches. They had gone so far as to drug Gloria, pumping a powerful sleeping gas about her and forcing her to breathe it in. Whimpering, she had fallen to it, and stood unconscious, only remaining on her feet because the Seed's tentacles still held her up.

The Beast had watched Gloria be bound, had watched her be manipulated and drugged. She now stood defenceless before the great demon. She looked Gloria over, took in the sight of her long legs, her voluminous breasts which seemed barely held in by Gloria's dress, her curvy, feminine hips...there were few demons who would not be itching to get their hands on such a beautiful captive as the dark-skinned damsel who stood helpless before the Beast now.

Never taking her eyes of Gloria, not even for an instant, she began to move slowly towards her captive, bearing down on the unconscious maiden with ominous glowing eyes, and an eager, greedy mind...