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[WARNING: This story contains some NSFW and bondage themes] The airship engine roared. The transport that was supposedly en-route to Heimdallr pushed through rough air as it soared towards its new, unknown destination. “Mmrmmph… mmmphh… mmmph!” A number of pants preceded Alisa’s scream. She thrashed, pulling on the manacles locking her to the wall, desperate for the slightest bit of salvation while she sat on the wooden triangle. The triangle continued tormenting her, its ruthless rubbing against her crotch exacerbated by the turbulent motion of the airship. Two guards stood beside her, their presence making her even more embarrassed at her predicament. She knew them, those traitorous guards. They were part of the airship crew who was under Titus’ thumbs all along. Every now and then, they leered at their supposed boss, unpleasant thoughts no doubt in their mind. They had even made her predicament worse by removing her boots and wrapping weighs around her exposed ankles. It all