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A request, combined with an idea that's been stuck in my head for ages.
I guess it also works with the "sap it before you tap it" and "I'd manatap that" lines that people used to say.

The requester wanted some more complex ropework, I tried, give me your opinion.
Link to a version with a diffrent haircut:glowzone.deviantart.com/art/Ma… (and with a crown)

STORY by me:

She had been stuck in here for several days now, every day had been the same.
Unable to move, in a room that was poorly lit, alone. It was not untill the evening that..

Just as that thought crossed her mind she could hear someone coming down the stairs,

As the door was pushed open she raised her head a little to see who it was, and to no surprise it was her captor.
An amateur rogue that would pose no problem for her whatsoever had she not been taken offguard like that, nevertheless she was helpless to the rogue now, wich frustrated her to no end.

The blood elf's eyes locked onto her as she crawled unto the bed, the rogue moved her hand around the knots of the binds playfully, and finally put it on the her chest.
This is what she was here for, the reason she was tied up and brought to this place.

The blood elf began draining her mana, every muscle in her body had a tingling sensation as she could feel her energy working it's way over to her captor's hand, she didn't really protest anymore, trying to keep whatever pride she had left, instead she made the best of her time and studied the addiction her captor seemed to be having to her mana.
To her understanding her captor had been feeding this mana addiction with crystals, and the essence of the local wildlife, compared to that her mana seemed to feel like a delicacy.

The blood elf also seemed to become physically attracted to her, wich was quite unpleasant to say the least, every day she grew seemingly more attached to her. Probably because she linked seeing her with the act of statisfying her addiction. She started out simply draining her mana, but a few days later she's stroking her hair, talking to her in a language she doesn't understand. Today she even went as far as to rub ger legs against her while she gently stroked her chest.
As the blood elf grows bolder in the draining, it becomes harder to concentrate.

A slight buzz and eventually fatigue settled in her mind. The blood elf's face looked much like what one would expect from someone who drinks a bottle of ale after a long hard day at work,
A mixture of relief and pleasure. As the final jolt of her mana left her both she and her captor emitted a small moan,The blood elf relaxed for a few minutes, gently patting her prey, and finally gave her a kiss goodnight.

The mage felt exhausted, it would take a long time for her mana to regenerate, only for the rogue to show up and drain it again.
With her captor's addiction only growing it seems that any chance of release was close to zero, she would have to figure something out herself.
Well, atleast the bed was comfy.

Description
A request, combined with an idea that's been stuck in my head for ages.
I guess it also works with the "sap it before you tap it" and "I'd manatap that" lines that people used to say.

The requester wanted some more complex ropework, I tried, give me your opinion.
Link to a version with a diffrent haircut:glowzone.deviantart.com/art/Ma… (and with a crown)

STORY by me:

She had been stuck in here for several days now, every day had been the same.
Unable to move, in a room that was poorly lit, alone. It was not untill the evening that..

Just as that thought crossed her mind she could hear someone coming down the stairs,

As the door was pushed open she raised her head a little to see who it was, and to no surprise it was her captor.
An amateur rogue that would pose no problem for her whatsoever had she not been taken offguard like that, nevertheless she was helpless to the rogue now, wich frustrated her to no end.

The blood elf's eyes locked onto her as she crawled unto the bed, the rogue moved her hand around the knots of the binds playfully, and finally put it on the her chest.
This is what she was here for, the reason she was tied up and brought to this place.

The blood elf began draining her mana, every muscle in her body had a tingling sensation as she could feel her energy working it's way over to her captor's hand, she didn't really protest anymore, trying to keep whatever pride she had left, instead she made the best of her time and studied the addiction her captor seemed to be having to her mana.
To her understanding her captor had been feeding this mana addiction with crystals, and the essence of the local wildlife, compared to that her mana seemed to feel like a delicacy.

The blood elf also seemed to become physically attracted to her, wich was quite unpleasant to say the least, every day she grew seemingly more attached to her. Probably because she linked seeing her with the act of statisfying her addiction. She started out simply draining her mana, but a few days later she's stroking her hair, talking to her in a language she doesn't understand. Today she even went as far as to rub ger legs against her while she gently stroked her chest.
As the blood elf grows bolder in the draining, it becomes harder to concentrate.

A slight buzz and eventually fatigue settled in her mind. The blood elf's face looked much like what one would expect from someone who drinks a bottle of ale after a long hard day at work,
A mixture of relief and pleasure. As the final jolt of her mana left her both she and her captor emitted a small moan,The blood elf relaxed for a few minutes, gently patting her prey, and finally gave her a kiss goodnight.

The mage felt exhausted, it would take a long time for her mana to regenerate, only for the rogue to show up and drain it again.
With her captor's addiction only growing it seems that any chance of release was close to zero, she would have to figure something out herself.
Well, atleast the bed was comfy.