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You enter the underground caverns of the school and encounter a rather lovely dressed dragon hoping to have you as her guest for some dancing and tea. As it turned out, you were rather interested in other things than what she was hoping for. Instead of drinking tea, you had her gazing at a shiny silver pocket watch. Instead of dancing, she was getting wound up by silky wraps tightening around her chest, arms, and mouth. The gagged and restrained dragon maiden was overwhelmed by the predicament she was in, furious that her rather safe offer was rejected for something rather risque in her eyes, her face red and her eyes slit with anger. However, that burning anger died out the more she was unable to look away from the swinging, ticking silver in her vision. Her brows loosened, but her cheeks were still flushed, not only from the tight wraps, but from the emptying state of mind she was partaking in. The elegant girl was slowly put at ease, staring into the distance as the entrancement was put on her. With this new damsel now numb and dizzy, there was no doubt that you took back on what you thought. There was indeed something interesting to find in these colorful caverns.
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