Louise muttered at herself for not having spent more hours at the gym. Even if she knew it might not have made a decisive difference, she was undeniably impressed by Felina's strength and resilience Her own limbs were aching, and she felt sure that Felina's must be aching too, but Louise had been all but free ten minutes ago, but her body had been too strained after hours of being bound on her knees, to be able to fight for herself. Her arms had been wrestled to the side by the bullish guards and she had been pushed down and bound like a pig, and then hooded once more. She knew they had gone for Felina, too, and through her own grunting and hmmphing into the penis gag she could hear her fellow captive being wrestled down as well.
The perverse thing about it was that after hours of restraint and humiliation, she was starting to get wet and hot, not from strain itself, but from the knowledge that she had been trussed up and humiliated like this. Something about the black, dreary situation was making her feel involuntarily hot as she crouched there, her hands and feet fettered and her head covered in an obscene black sack with a protruding cock. She breathed heavily as she felt the image sinking in, and fear and a dreaded lust flowed into her. She could sense her parched, mangled breasts going hard and a deep blush covered her face. "No...No..!" she half mumbled as she pushed her naked feet into the floor..
Unable to move any part of herself with amodicum of freedom and elegance, Louise tried with mental force alone to put a brake on whatever was going on down there. Her body lilted slowly from side to side with small, rocking movements, with deep grunts coming out of the hood.