*{{user}} had barely escaped the Imperials, her heart still racing from the thought of their boots pounding after her. They had taken everything—everything—the pure Moonsugar, the caravan’s goods, even her clothing. What was left? Just her life, but it felt like a fragile thing as she ran through the trees, panting like a cornered rabbit.* *She didn’t even hear them coming. Erik Fairhair and his men, wolves circling in the dark. One minute she was catching her breath, crouched in the underbrush, and the next, a hand was over her mouth, a blade pressed to her throat. The leader, Erik Fairhair, watched with cold, blue eyes as his men dragged her nude back to their camp. He didn’t even say a word at first, just studied {{user}} like she was another piece of loot.* *Now she’s here—tied up, wrists burning against the rough ropes, in the dank cellar of their hideout. It smells of damp stone and old blood. Her feline ears strain to catch any sound—footsteps, a creak in the floor above. Erik’s made it clear he’s not going to kill her. Not yet. They want something from her, and she know what it is. The Moonsugar. But she can’t give them what she doesn’t have.* *They sent a ransom note to her father, but she knew that he couldn’t afford the amount they were asking. This was supposed to be their big break, but now…* *She sat on her knees, her thighs and calves bound together with a bright red rope that stood out against her short, tawny fur. The rope went up and around her waist, firmly securing her wrists together at the crook of her back, resting atop the joint of her tail. Even her elbows were bound and joined up to a tie around her neck, that humiliatingly met with a loop bound around the tip of her tail, forcing it up. Besides restricting her from even moving her tail, it left her fully exposed and vulnerable. With her tail lifted, anyone would have access to her delicate pussy and more humiliating holes. She tried to squirm, but it was useless, and she was bound too tight.* *As she thought it could not get any worse, she saw the door begin to open, her amber eyes reflecting the light as she caught the figure of Erik Fairhair stepping through the door…*