Amara vs Slavers 5 | princess gagged | free bondage stories

The sun wasn’t out yet but Nadia didn’t sleep much. She didn’t want to. She wasn’t tired though so she wasn't worried about that. She could rest with minimum sleep time. Besides, she wanted to keep watching the sleeping girl at her side. The restrained slave-girl that shared her mattress near the fire. Nadia tied the girl's legs and gagged her for the night. Her arms were already cuffed, before she met her, in a way that she would never get free on her own.

Who chained her like this knew what they were doing.

The slave-girl’s arms were in a reverse prayer position. She couldn’t reach the gag nor any restraint put on her. Completely helpless. Nadia thought that was incredibly sexy on the girl. But also got her angry seeing how unrefined they went on her.

These cuffs are scratching her wrists. I would never use those rough things on her. She's gorgeous! Permanently wounding her should be a crime! And that crotch rope... If she hadn't find me, she would be in serious trouble.

Seeing the girl hurt in any way got Nadia mad at whom did those to her. Although, Nadia attacked the slave-girl, since she invaded her camp. But she didn't notice at first that the girl was restrained like that nor what her intentions were. After carefully listening and watching her, she trusted the girl now. She grew to like her in this short time they were together. The time that Nadia had her as her prisoner.

She's so innocent. But has a good heart. That’s something you don’t find easily.

Nadia was watching the girl intently. The girl's chest rising as she breathes, her fingers moving slightly at each small movement she made. She didn't understand why she was analyzing every single reaction the slave-girl was doing. But she enjoyed it immensely.

Makes me want to repeat our night over and over.

Last night's events were vivid on her mind. Nadia enjoyed more than she thought she would. And she was certain the girl enjoyed it. Even if she didn’t have much choice. The way the slave-girl moved and squirmed because of her touches and kisses made Nadia still shiver with pleasure and lust.

A shame she was so tired and fell asleep so fast. I mean, it was only a couple hours... or more.

Nadia chuckled with her own thoughts. Her entire life she had never shown interest in the opposite sex. But she felt attracted to female companions. And finding someone with the same interest was difficult. When she was little, she was taught that such things were taboo at her tribe, to the point of branding people as outcasts. She had been on the road for years and, sometimes, loneliness would strike her. She tried relationships a couple times after she left her home but it ended not being possible for numerous reasons.

It’s not like I can indulge in such a thing as ‘relationships’. But…

She approached Amara's forehead and gave it a kiss. The girl seemed to smile. Nadia could tell, even with that leather gag on her mouth. Nadia was controlling herself to not wake up the girl by playing and teasing her a bit more.

I had fun, princess. And I’m glad you were telling the truth.

Knowing that the slave-girl wasn’t part of some trick was a relief for Nadia. Although, she was told that the people who enslaved her might come and search for her. The reasonable act for Nadia would be to abandon the tied-up slave anywhere and leave. She lived until now trying to avoid involvement into other's people's troubles. But…

… can’t do that. I would prefer keeping her as mine.

Nadia thought hard about it. And the thought of owning the girl made her giggle and blush like a kid. But she also had important things to accomplish that required her complete attention. And having someone alongside her, slave or not, wasn’t possible. She whispered to herself.

“It's the first time I feel like this for anyone. I’ll see what I can do for you when we arrive at the city, princess. I'm not letting anyone else touch their dirty hands on you.”

After saying that, Nadia stood up, checked her pretty prisoner one more time and walked to the forest.

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The leaves were blocking the Sun but it's light passed through the leaves, and some were directly hitting Amara's face. She began to awaken. She was covered by a soft and warm blanket and was lying over a mattress. A complete contrast to how she slept the other nights. She yawned as a natural reaction. But yawning with a gag in her mouth was a very weird experience.

“Mmmmgh, mmmfgh”

Those nights, the slavers would grab Amara and the farmer girl, tie and force the both of them into a very uncomfortable ball tie. Their legs were tied so tightly that the rope was biting on their skin. Their thighs would touch their breasts and they would be kept inside big leather sacks with the opening tied on their neck. There would be no way for the girls to untie themselves or each other. Sleeping or resting like that was impossible.

That… was hell… but besides that... my situation didn't change much... I think.

She woke up but this time she was well aware that she was completely restrained and gagged. What changed was her captor. Even though her accommodations and position were more comfortable. And the company…

… by the Gods… Last night! I… it was my first time!!!

“Mmmghh!!!”

When she thought about Nadia, the memories from last night came back to her like a strong wave. Amara tried to speak but the gag prevented. She buried her face on the mattress as if she wanted to hide from her embarrassment. She fell asleep because she was tired but it wasn’t only because of the lack of sleep and how she was forced to walk for kilometers the last couple days. Nadia was the most responsible for that. Amara was tied, cuffed, gagged and Nadia…

… she made me… beg… every single time… HOW MANY TIMES DID WE DO THAT????

Each time she remembered every detail of last night made her face turn a new shade of red. Begging gagged was a new layer of shame for Amara. The most disturbing part for her was…

… I … liked it. What’s wrong with me?

Amara did her usual breathing technique to calm herself a bit. It wasn’t working too well this time. She lifted her upper body and the blanket slid toward her legs. Amara tried to search for Nadia, since she woke up alone. But she couldn't stand up. Walking was…

...Impossible. I can't walk tied like this. I have to wait for her.

All of Nadia’s equipment. Even one of her weapons, those short throwing knifes, were left at the camp.

She didn't abandon me.

Amara was concerned that she was left behind, all helpless, as she didn’t saw Nadia anywhere when she woke up. Seeing all the gear that was left behind made her sigh in relief. She had to come back if she wanted to continue her own journey. And see Amara again. And that also made her blush.

I’m... I’m not happy because she didn’t leave me… I’m not!

It was like she was trying to convince herself. But wasn’t very successful. Amara stared at the knifes that were left behind. For a captive, grabbing something that might give her the upper hand over her captor was the most logical thing to do. She flexed her hands and tugged the chains on her cuffs a few times. She sighed.

I won’t even try. There is no point. Not with my hands like this. And… I want her to trust me.

Amara decided that the only thing she could do at this moment was wait. And she was tired of lying down. It was boring to stay still but she didn’t have a choice. So, she decided to take the best of that moment. Amara surveyed the entirety of the camp she was. She looked at the trees, the fire that was almost fading, heard some birds singing deep into the forest. It was a relaxing place. But that only served to remind her what was at stake if she remained trapped.

Even though… I can’t stay here forever… And neither can I end a slave… I have to save her… That girl is still in danger. Wished I knew her name…

Lost in thoughts, Amara didn’t realize when someone arrived behind her back. Not that she would. The person concealed the sounds of their steps as they approached. Amara just felt a soft a nibble on her earlobe. That made her jump scared and immediately look behind her. She only saw a mischievous grin on Nadia’s face as if she accomplished something she had planned.

“Enjoying yourself, my cute princess?”

“Mmmgfgh!!”

Amara tried to protest. But that, and her gagged speech, seemed to please Nadia. Although Nadia made a gesture apologizing, it wasn’t very sincere.

“I brought a few fruits and fresh water for breakfast. We have a long path ahead of us so we’ll need the energy.”

“Mmh?”

Amara tried to ask what Nadia meant. Nadia understood, though.

“After we eat, we'll head to Lagrandier. I wasn’t going there. But I changed my plans because of my pretty slave. Consider that a ‘thank you’ for last night.”

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Amara just grumbled. Nadia sat beside her and was cutting the fruits she brought in small pieces. But she didn’t remove her gag.

How am I going to eat if I’m gagged? Is this some joke?!

Mmmghh!!

Nadia just chuckled. After finishing cutting every fruit and putting the pieces over a cloth she arranged beforehand, she unstrapped Amara’s gag.

“There you go, princess.”

The leather gag finally out of her mouth. Amara stared at it and then back to Nadia, who seemed to be waiting for something. Nadia was keenly looking at Amara who blushed with the intense stare her captor was doing at her. She tried to avoid eye contact.

“W... what is it?”

Nadia smirked. She packed the gag with her things, inside her backpack. Then she picked a few pieces of fruit with her hands and offered to Amara. Without hands, she would have to be feed by Nadia.

"The Owner just ungagged and is now feeding her slave. A slave-girl should be more polite, don't you think? You should say 'Thank you, Mistress!' for my generosity."

Amara's reaction was to be expected. She frowned to Nadia's words but at seeing her gaze at her she blushed and averted her stare once again.

"I'm not saying that! And I'm not a slave! I already told you that. And... if we have time for this, couldn't you remove these cuffs? I think I gave you enough proof that I won't cause you any harm."

She ended her words struggling her arms. But the cuffs were unforgiven and the locks strong. The constant use of those cuffs was bruising her wrists and every time she moved her arms it would yank the collar and it was painful on her neck. She wouldn't be breaking out of those on her own. Nadia's smile faded almost immediately. Like that childish smile never existed and had a serious, expressionless face.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, princess."

Amara's eyes showed how displeased she was as she heard that. She bit her lips, maybe restraining herself not to burst unpleasant words toward Nadia. But she was near her limit.

"Why not? I'm useless like this! Do you still not believe me? Nadia, please..."

The girl was almost crying. She suppressed her tears with all the strength that she had. She didn't want to show any more weakness than she already had.

"Princess... those thugs, how long were you with them?"

Hearing Nadia changing the subject, Amara inhaled and exhaled to calm herself. She didn't have to think hard to remember the hellish time she was those men's captive.

"… Two and a half days. Why?"

"Did they force you to sign anything? Like a piece of paper or some sort of paper scroll?"

Nadia asked, recollecting some information she obtained during her eyes of journey. Amara thought that question was strange. Although, she recalled something. She didn't think it was important at the time and dismissed it entirely. But...

"… On the first day... When we stopped for the night. They pricked our fingers and took our thumbprints. But the paper was empty. There was nothing written. Even if they wanted, that doesn’t mean anything"

Nadia just shook her head in dismay. She imagined that something like that might have happened.

"You're naive, princess. That's enough for them to forge a slave contract out of you. In other words, with that they 'officially' own you."

Face was now pale. That couldn't be true. Slavery might be allowed in the kingdom but there were procedures. For criminals, the State would make a formal contract and place them at appropriate services depending on individual capabilities. People sold as slaves would have to be registered by an official notary's public. The reason for the person to be sold would be detailed in the document. A legal guardian could fill in the details or the person in question as well. That was usually done as a way for people to repay huge debts.

It's a controversial system but the noble faction was adamant on retaining it. The royalty, not wanting to diminish their already strained link with the nobles, opted to keep it as is. There was also the black market for many things, including slaves. Amara heard of that and imagined that was what would happen to her and the other girl. But to be an 'official slave' was...

"… T... that's impossible! Just having my fingerprint isn't enough to make a contract like that official! There must be a consent agreement in front of a notary as well and..."

"Bribe can make a lot of things happen easily. Just because there is a system it doesn't mean it can't be corrupted. Specially one with so many flaws. It's safer than selling slaves in the black market."

It was like throwing cold water on Amara. She was disheartened. If those slavers had continued toward Lagrandier after she fell they would be a day of travel ahead of her. They had lost their wagon but they still had horses. She would never catch them. The harsh reality fell on her now. Amara blankly stared at the ground. She finally understood her situation.

"And just by being with me, you could be accused of stealing someone's property. Freeing a slave would be worse... it would be considered a grave felony..."

Amara couldn’t believe it. She didn’t want to but had to face the facts.

Why else would they have the trouble of getting our fingerprints. It… makes sense… I’m so stupid!

The day she got captured she ended a slave and now she finally realized that she was one. Getting her hands free would be the same as escaping a prison. The only difference was that there were no walls nor bars.

"In the end... it was all... for nothing..."

She couldn't take it anymore and tears were pouring from her eyes. Training, studies, leaving her homeland... her father... Amara lost everything in just a few days because of her carelessness. Nadia tried to dry the girl's tears with her fingers.

"You... should had left me... That way... you wouldn't have to... to..."

She was in a turmoil of emotions. Amara was sad, angry, frustrated. She left her homeland, couldn't save someone that desperately needed her help and put someone else in danger.

If I just knew this would happen... I... I should had stayed... gave up everything and just obeyed my father... I'm just... weak...

"Don't give up!"

Amara stopped her train of thoughts when she heard Nadia's voice. That same commanding tone she did. It was an order she was giving Amara. Amara looked at her, not sure how to respond. She didn't know what to say.

"We aren't sure if they went straight to Lagrandier. If they are looking for you, you have a chance."

Nadia was right. There was that small glim of hope. Very small. But it was possible. Probably. Although, Amara couldn't defend herself if she was cuffed. She would end captured again, certainly.

"Still... I can't..."

She can't fight them in those conditions. That's what she tried to say but she couldn't. It was painful to say it. There was a huge risk in doing that. Fighting the slavers or breaking Amara’s restraints under those circumstances would make Nadia and herself criminals.

"I'll protect you, princess."

Nadia's words were pure conviction. And they made Amara's face turn completely red. That was the last thing she thought she would hear in a place like this. Being protected like some damsel in distress. Although, that's what she was at this very moment.

"Na... Nadia... You don't have to... It's not something you should concern yourself about... I mean...

She met Nadia by accident in the woods. But, in this short time, Amara could see how skilled she was. How she managed her weapons. The way she could walk and conceal herself in the environment. Those were abilities of a trained warrior. The way she dressed, Amara thought she was some sort of exotic dancer. But how she acted was similar to an experienced ranger. Although not wearing an attire appropriate for the job. Amara wasn’t sure what her specialty was. Still, it was a disadvantageous situation.

"Three men, correct? If it comes to the worst, I can take care of them. Just tell me what you know about them and I'll think of a proper strategy."

It didn't seem bravado. Nadia was convinced her skills could handle the situation. Still...

"… They might not come and go straight to the city. I... I really appreciate what you're doing for me... But that might be in vain, Nadia..."

It wasn't that she didn't trust Nadia. She wasn't convinced of her own chances. The most plausible thing those slavers could do was head directly to Lagrandier, register the other girl and also Amara. They only needed to come with two conclusions about her. If they thought she was dead, that would be it. She would be registered but nothing would come out of it. But if she, by any chance, was alive, she would be registered as a slave and wouldn't have anywhere to run. Any officer that had her description would come after her.

"… If it comes to that, I'll buy you."

"W…what?!"

That wasn't a proposal. Nadia stated a fact. If Amara came to be registered as a slave, Nadia would purchase her. That's what she meant.

"I just hope they don't put you in an auction. I mean... you're beautiful! They would be stupid not to. But I'll make it happen and buy you if you're registered as a slave."

Amara was at a loss for words. She blushed at what Nadia just said but it also made her heart skip a beat. It was a future she never thought for herself, nor wanted. But, if it came to worse, she would be...

"… T... thank ymmmgh!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, Nadia shoved two pieces of fruit in Amara's mouth. Baffled by the sudden act, Amara chewed the fruits. She saw Nadia's face red like hers. She couldn't help but giggle a bit. She never imagined seeing such expression on Nadia's face. Amara finished eating the fruits, which were delicious. She took a deep breath and exhaled. She closed her eyes and...

"… Thank you... Mistress!"

Nadia had her mouth open when she heard Amara thank her. Amara's face was a pink shade ear to ear and couldn’t look at Nadia in the eye.

"W... what?! You... you said that that's how I should... Waah!!"

She didn't let Amara finish, she jumped on her like a wild cat, making her fall over the mattress. Nadia's face was all glee. She was on top of Amara, pinning her down and rubbing her face on Amara’s. Exactly like a cat.

"Wa... Wha... what are you doing??"

"My cute princess!" I promise… I will protect you!

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