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"Of course, you don't," Tik Tik says. "Your mind is one of someone who wishes to have control, except in places of trust. Despite my... sharpness, you do still trust me, don't you?"

He presses his tongue to the front of his mouth, attempting to lick out of reflex, but only serving to let a pathetic little puff of air out from the magic seal. A moment later, he nods.

With a wave of her hand, Tik Tik snatches up the magic binding Radasus's lips together, and the male takes in a deep breath.

"Miss Tik Tik...I--" he begins.

She hops from her chair and steps up to him, hands on her hips, looking up to him, and chirping with a huffing breath. "Let's have no more of that, Sir Nailo... or perhaps 'Rada' will do better? Yes, I think so."

He can only let out a little "ah" before she makes her decision, and before he can respond to her final say, she continues.

"And for the duration of your aiding me, you shall call me your mistress."

Radasus's heart thumps, the ringing rising up in his ears. "R-Right. I was only trying to help."

Tik Tik rolls her eyes, a smirk forming through her mouth. "Rada, Rada, Rada..." she tuts him. "Don't dress up your desire in such noble finery. You want to simply indulge in your own vices in the comfort of somewhere private, not paraded about in front of all the world to see. After all, you're looking to have me demonstrate what I would have done to you had you not quit, am I right?"

"Uh, well... actually, I've always been, well, a little curious about you and what you can do, and what you can do for me."

Tik Tik strokes her chin. "Yes, yes, you are a curious one indeed." She leans in and whispers to his ear, "But you forgot to refer to me by my title, and for that, you shall receive a punishment."

"I'll take what I deserve, then... m-mistress."

She smirks at that and waves her hand, letting fingers touch down upon his chest, tracing an arcane sigil around his tunic. A moment later, she pinches her finger at the space right in the center of his top. She pulls, and a glowing strand follows her pinched fingers. She twirls her arm in the air, wrapping up the string into a nice big ball.

Radasus gasps, stepping back away from the whole ordeal. The canine kobold grabs for the string, but fingers pass through the ethereal thing with no effect. That's not just any string--that's the fabric of Radasus's tunic. It unravels his top, exposing him as the pink kobold keeps up a diligent and steady pace of unwinding and unweaving.

Whimpering, Radasus can only watch as more of his body is exposed. The creamy fluff that his canine kobold build puffs out of its concealing adornments until, soon enough, all that remains is some cloth covering between his legs.

His tail goes between as the last vestiges of propriety are stripped away, exposing him before this beautiful and enchanting woman.

Twirling the ball in the air, Tik Tik glances from it to match eyes with Radasus. "Something the matter? Do you not wish to see what magics I can wield?" She giggles.

Radasus stands up tall, his hands moving away. Just the sight of a smile upon her face urges him onward. "Miss Ti... Mistress." He corrects himself. "That's the first time I've seen you smile in a long while."

"Well, I'm sure you can get a bigger smile out of me if I can figure out this next part," she says, swirling her finger. It unravels the ball, making a long loose string float around her head.

"I... I don't know anything about that," Radasus admits, his head tilted tack, watching the string weave itself back into fabric. "But anything to see that smile again."

"Others have tried," Tik Tik sighs, "But they've failed thus far. Let's see if you're made of stronger stuff." With that, she flicks her finger forward, sending the ribbon she's crafted flying towards Radasus. It weaves around his body, sliding around his sides and over his chest, teasing him with a velvety smoothness his garments never possessed.

The doggy kobold closes his eyes, shuddering at the tactile nature of this little dance. As the fabric plays its way around him, he lets his tail loosen up, rise up, and expose his excited member.

"Now the fun really begins," Tik Tik breathes.

Tik Tik's hands weave a magical tapestry, binding Radasus up without having to touch him. The mage watches with her eyes focused and determined on her craft, weaving fabric out of the ether to supplement the transformed material of the doggy kobold's tunic.

Radasus, meanwhile, does not fight against her magic. He lets his body relax against the embalming action of the ribbons, pinning his arms to his sides and his legs together. The more of the super-silk material runs over his fluffy body, the more content he is to just have more of it over him.

His tail thumps against the constricting material. He opens his mouth to murr in satisfaction, only for a ribbon to wrap around his face and pull tight. It forces his mouth apart, making him unable to form any words.

That doesn't matter, though.

"Hope this is enjoyable to you," Tik Tik says, snapping her finger.

When she does, Radasus falls back onto the ground, though the embrace of the material breaks the fall. One eye is exposed to see her, and the other is covered in darkness. His wet nose wiggles, breathing in a comforting rhythm as his mouth waters, but otherwise, he cannot respond to her. "A...a... ah?"

His nod comes relatively quick but affirmative.

"Good," Tik Tik says. "I read about this trick once in the book I found. I never thought I could do it. I'm glad to see I'm able to pull it off."

"I've tried to enjoy being bound once, you know," Tik Tik says, plopping herself down next to the wrapped warrior. Her hand slides up and down over his covered tummy. "It was a dangerous mission in a forest, and I nearly got hurt, but someone rescued me at the last second." She leans back, her fingers scratching down the material, reaching to where she could play with the fluff at his uncovered pelvis.