Tower of Ozora: Lyla

“Get off me!” Lyla screamed as she used all her might to rip herself away from strange, gelatinous golem. It had dropped from the ceiling, and if she had reacted any later, it would’ve coated her entirely! She reached for her sword just to find that there was… nothing there. She looked to the golem in panic as she noticed her sword stuck inside its gelatinous mass. She could try to pull the large blade from the golem, but it was already reaching for it as if it knew how to wield it.

It splorched forward, reaching at her. Lyla scrambled backward and started running. This place was not worth it. Whatever promised treasure was on the top floor of the Tower of Ozora, it was not worth getting eaten by some weird slime monster. She’d already lost her sword, she almost got caught by some perverted dryads on one of the other floors, and she couldn’t forget about all the weird, horny goblins!

She ran as fast as her feet could carry her. She had no idea how she was going to escape this tower without her sword, but maybe she could stumble on some other unfortunate adventurer’s gear and scavenge something.

As she was in the middle of her thoughts, she snagged a trip wire. Lyla tripped, squeaked, and came to a rolling stop right next to a iron sculpture of a large woman. Lyla didn’t have to take a second look to recognize it was an iron maiden. The whole sculpture opened up and straps of leather flew from it. Lyla dived to the side, but one of the straps caught her by the ankle!

“Wait! Wait! Let me go!” she pleaded, as if the iron maiden could care. The smooth, almost marble surface of the tower floor didn’t leave anything to grab on. The strap that had her ankle pulled her closer and closer to the iron maiden.

Lyla looked behind her at the insides of the “torture” device, but it was all covered in shadows. She would have no clue what was inside until it was too late. “No, no, no!” She scrambled to find something she could use before remembering the knife at her side. But reaching for it was a mistake, as it allowed another strap to wrap around her wrist.

With one mighty pull, she was lifted off her feet and pulled into the iron maiden. The straps quickly tied her arms behind her back and kept her legs together at her ankles and thighs. An over-sized gag found its way into her mouth, turning her loud protests into quiet, pathetic moans. Worse of all, she could feel her cock starting to bulge in her panties.

She wasn’t… she wasn’t into this, was she?

As if detecting her arousal, the iron maiden’s magic started. One second, she was fully dressed, the next, she was naked with only the leather remaining wrapped around her. She felt something pressing at her rear, slowly pumping some lubricant right into her ass before pushing inside. As she struggled against the invader, she felt something soft and warm around her dick. Each push from the invader in her ass forced her to hump whatever was playing with her.

She couldn’t fight it any longer. She let out a blissful, muffled moan as the iron maiden went to work breaking the poor adventurer.