Dainty footsteps echoed against the thick grey stone, occasionally muffled by stretched of soft carpet. It was the middle of the night, but Lady Johanna was still up and about, hoping to meet with the court jester so he could teach her a dance that had amazed her earlier that evening. She knew she was ignoring the strict rules of her caretaker Queen Amethysia to stay in her room at night, but she was also well aware her adoptive sister Thya would ignore their mother’s demands with alarming frequency, almost as if she secretly actually had the permission to do so.
“Surely it wouldn’t hurt if I break curfew for just one night?” The fair rabbit thought to herself, just before she got startled by something moving in the corner of her vision. “Is someone there? Hello- ummph?!” Out of nowhere, a large cotton kerchief flew in front of Johanna, magically hovering in the air for a second before folding itself into a thick wad that stuffed itself into her mouth. “Mmmhff!” The fabric plug was large enough that the poor bunny girl could barely close her mouth around it and stifled her protests very effectively, so no one could hear her pleas to be saved from the bundles of animated rope that where materialising around her.
“Well now, I expected to capture a trespassing thief, but instead, I catch a princess~” As the cords looped, knotted, and tightened themselves around her and a second cloth bound itself over her packed lips, Queen Amethysia revealed herself, her graceful fingers waving and dancing to command Johanna’s bondage with her spells. “My dearest Johanna, I thought I taught you to be better behaved~” The tightly bound damsel mumbled an embarrassed apology into her gag. “Aw, don’t fret, young lady, surely you can continue your business in the morning~” The royal feline spoke softly, gently stroking her cheek. “Until then, why don’t you sleep off this mischievous streak of yours in my chambers, hmm~?” “Mmh-mmph… Umph!” To the rabbit’s surprise, Amethysia waved her hand and the snug coils of rope that were wound around her dress came to life again, hoisting her into the air and off to the royal bedchambers.
Queen Amethysia followed along, smiling to herself. “Of course, sweet Johanna, I also need to think for a suitable punishment for your disobedience~”
