AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This is the second instalment of what will be a four-part series.
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As she slowly lifted her head, Madison's grey eyes found themselves trained on a small lamp at the opposite end of the dark room she was being held in.
Only an hour had passed since the catastrophic events that unfolded within the secure room in her laboratory. While her mind had spent the time trying to process the impossible nature of her capture, her abduction, Madison's current predicament was testing the limits of what her mind would rationally accept as being real.
Carefully, Madison curled her fingers on both hands and gritted her teeth as she offered yet another struggle against her bonds, but her efforts were to no avail. The brunette researcher was still chained tightly to the ominous pillar of black material that spawned from the mysterious artifact, which stood just over ten feet tall.
When the pillar was pulled through the sinister portal, dragging Madison to her fate with it, the base of the pillar fused into the floor of the room where she was being held. For her part, Madison's petite frame was still completely naked as the same sinister bands of black material were clamped tightly around both of her wrists and her neck. The bands were barely two inches wide and quite thin, but there was simply no room between them and her tanned skin. Just as before she was taken, the thick plumes of grey smoke had hardened, forming strong chains, which held her tightly against the top half of the pillar. As Madison struggled, her hands were held in position behind her head, close enough for her fingers to intertwine, as a separate chain was attached firmly to the back of the band around her neck. Meanwhile, two small shelves had formed directly under her feet, allowing the glamorous captive to rest her feet upon and support her weight as she was chained a few feet off the ground.
As Madison allowed her lungs to fill with air, she summoned as much courage as she could to take her first proper look around. When she did so, her first instinct was that she was being held in some kind of large basement. However, there were some small furnishings and objects positioned mainly around the perimeter of the room. Sitting next to the dark brick walls were a few chairs and a couple of bookcases, while the lamp she'd been too scared to look away from for the last hour was sat atop a small wooden table. When Madison looked closer at the floor beneath her, she could see various small ornaments with different symbols scrawled upon them. As soon as she concluded they had some kind of connection to Sydnee's dark powers, she barely noticed the shiver running up her spine as she recognised just how pleased her nipples were at the thought.
For a moment, Madison felt confused at her body's reaction and how heightened her state of arousal had remained since she was taken. But as she relived her experience with Sydnee, all Madison could recognise was how her ability to fight back had been extinguished by Sydnee's powers. The hallucinations felt so real and every touch, every kiss, that they contained felt to Madison like they were part of the real world.
It was then that Madison allowed her head to tilt downwards as she took in the sight of her chest, with her breasts sitting so proudly in position. With her wrists bound and her arms raised up, Madison's new assets looked wonderful as her hard pink nipples rested just above the centre of each breast. With every breath she took and every thrash against her bonds, the most pleasing rippling shot through each breast as the researcher struggled to understand how Sydnee's modifications to her body could even be possible. But as she stared at her new curves, Madison's eyes fluttered as she couldn't escape the thought of Sydnee's tongue returning to dance all over them.
After cursing her inability to focus despite the dire circumstances, Madison's eyes narrowed as she clenched her fists and tried to pull her arms free once more. When the harsh truth dawned upon her that her petite body would tire and weaken far quicker than her tight chains, the brunette researcher's eyes closed fully as she whispered to herself. "I'm never going to get out of here if I can't think straight... I just need to get that bitch out of my fucking head..."
Just then, Madison heard the sound of a prominent heel making contact with the hard floor beneath her. The sound was coming from her right-hand side, but outside of her field of view, as the footsteps crept closer towards her. Reluctantly, Madison turned her head to glance in that direction as she reasoned that she wanted to look her captor dead in the eye and demand that she be released. But when Sydnee's figure entered the room, Madison sucked down a deep breath as the seductive vixen, somehow, passed through the brick wall like it was never there.