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Rodrigo's company returned from an adventure. There had been no mention of them getting into a mysterious dungeon in the middle of the desert. Somehow, after a month of travel, Rodrigo decided to disband the group and cease any activities regarding treasure hunting or mercenary. Each went on with their lives without any suspicions, and the dungeon remained a mystery yet to be solved. It was as if the dungeon was too dangerous and everyone decided it was not worth it to enter.

Isthak Sharen, one of the members of the company, made a secret deal with the owner of a BDSM club in what formerly a shopping mall turned red light district. The club was used by Isthak as his second base of operation to spread rumor about the dungeon to unaware adventurers. It had been months since his first travel with Rodrigo's company, and he seemed to be fine.

Of course, what they did not know about Isthak was the fact that he was an apprentice fetish mage, and Rodrigo's company had been converted to his cause. There was a problem with that situation at first, but over time, they chose to be Isthak's personal subjects willingly. There were a couple of things he did, but it was worth it in the end.

Things went on as planned, and he had found profit along with a following. Happy with this result, he started traveling back to the dungeon via a secret door in an abandoned observatory on the mountain. The door was magically sealed to prevent anyone traveling to find it, and only those who knew the passcode could open it.

Behind the door was a library of many knowledge, including the more kinky stuffs. He went past it and into the living area, where he lived with Mirabelle for a while, now. As soon as he closed the door behind him, he started taking off his mage robe to reveal a black glossy catsuit that was under his control. In front of him was Arnad, who smiled upon seeing Asthak.

"Having a good time?" he said.

"Oh, yes, Arnad. Is it ready?"

"Yup. Still, I really wish I can have a go with the mistress."

"If you don't want to be vacuum-sealed again, I suggest you get that thought off your mind," said Asthak. "Unless you're lucky."

"I prefer to keep that luck. She's in the red room."

Asthak nodded as Arnad walked away to his work. Poor Arnad, he thought. Mira would surely get him for doing this to her.

Asthak walked into a room to find Mirabelle, bound and exhausted, on the rubber-covered bed. She was covered in a red rubber suit from head to toe. The Lizan made a knocking sound, but she did not seem to hear it. Either the thing he requested worked too well or she was too preoccupied with the vibrator in her clit. She let out muffled moans through her gagged maws.

Smiling mischievously, Asthak walked into the room and said, "Now, it's your turn to be my slave, my rubber doll."