The End of a Legend (SammyClaws)

## The End of A Legend ### Written by <a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bmigvjtdbhhb/">SammyClaws</a> From <a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54751898/">The End of a Legend" on FurAffinity</a> Edited & Compiled by <a href="https://linktr.ee/phantomdotexe">Phantom</a> (link-reveal:"Author Notes")[ This is by far my greatest passion project on this platform! <a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/creeper1574">Creeper1574" on FurAffinity</a> once again gave me permission to use is characters... like he always does That's always the great part with guys like him, fanart is always appreciated Anyway, this was something I came up with and really wanted to draw ! To who this seems familiar, yes, this is once again inspired by Pneuma Squad, in fact, this is one of my strongest attempts to recapture the feeling I have for it or add my own twist to it, with an alternate ending, so to speak Along the way though, I came with many alts, to the point where I got an idea... why not go even further with this passion project and make it an interactive story? And that's where we are! The alts aren't very special, and the choices you can make basically come down to just adding bondage accessories. But I thought it would be fun if the reader could choose the path that Samuel takes to bind them up even more! While the pic took a long time, writing did too, the alts were funnily enough the easiest part. Regardless, I am very happy with the results. The story I've written could perhaps be a little rough, I reuse a lot of words and such often as a way to get my point across. This is because I let my feelings take complete control while writing it. While it's probably not one of my best works, it does perfectly capture what I am going for here, so I'll just settle for that myself, and I hope you can still enjoy it As I stated, I basically took inspiration from Pneuma Squad again, specifically the first page made by the awesome OddJuice! That page, without context for what was to come next, always gave me a feeling of finality for our legendary duo, with a dark edge that suggested something dire They were finally clad in pneumatic suits, led to their ultimate fate, held at gunpoint, forced to follow the doctor to an unknown fate... I found it incredibly kinky, and while I now know the true ending (seeing as I was allowed to draw it myself), and I love it a lot too, that feeling I got from the first page will always be very important to me, that imaginary ending was always something I really wanted to portray in a pic someday. I'm probably rambling, but suffice to say, that's what this story is, a variation with a darker ending I always had in my mind, and I think I succeeded in capturing the feeling I wanted I didn't go too dark though. I do consider this bad end art, but there will be no death, I promise you that, an explanation will be given during the final choices that will ensure you that the two are safe, but they are, however, forever sealed away OBVIOUSLY this isn't a canonical story, neither for me or Creeper1574 Creeper1574 The main reason I chose Samuel too was because I think he fits a darker path a lot more, Jasper can be menacing but he's also very fun and charming (plus it was an excuse to have my Samuel dominate the two, so yeah xD) Anyway, I REALLY hope you enjoy this interactive story Am I done with chasing the feelings Pneuma Squad give me? No, but hey, that's the fun of it all! All I'm saying is, don't expect me to never post anything similar in the future! Enjoy] [[Begin]]

The squeaks of latex echoed through the cold halls of Sins’ Gate. As many inmates sit in their cell, hearing that familiar sound they heard a million times before, they wonder what poor souls were up for punishment or experimenting this time. In reality, their situation was a lot more dire than any of them had to endure. Two latex-coated figures followed Samuel through the halls. Every step forward, every sway of the hip, caused their legs to grind together and cause the sounds that were so familiar to this prison. As always, it was music to Samuel's ears... If anyone could see who the prisoners were this time, they'd probably gasp in shock. The lion's newest catch was a big one to say the least. Two legends whose names went far and wide, no matter how much one of them would wish otherwise. Sadly, however, this would be the last chance anyone ever had to see them again. Their suits were so tight. That's all Tala and Elita could think about as they were forced to follow their captor by his cohorts. [[They went into a dark hallway.]]

It was a tight situation. <img src=https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702228973.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away.png width="100%"> So tight, Elita could only squeal with glee at her tight and kinky predicament. Knowing that her body was fully covered yet so suggestive, shiny and tight, that it highlighted her best features. It would catch the attention of anyone who'd lay eyes on her. It was like she was naked, but at the same time, she was not. It was the perfect combination. Knowing that Samuel was very aware of their reputation as dangerous and highly wanted criminals, and he was about to lead them to their ultimate fate as a result. She could only guess that the guards were staring at her shiny body as her ass swayed back and forth and her shiny boobs bounced with every step, and there was nothing she could do about it to stop them from peeking. The only thing she could do was moan and bite into the plug gag that had her cheeks so full that it almost hurt. Their eyes were continuously harassing her. And they were so cruel that they'd help a warden like Samuel to torment two girls like them to his pleasure. It was the ''best''. So tight, Tala wondered how the hell she was even able to walk or breathe. Her cheeks were so full due to the plug gag in her mouth that they became sore. All her cries of protest would automatically turn into pointless, angry moans and groans. The humiliation was unbearable, but she knew it was intentional. Samuel WANTED her to feel humiliated. To make it hard to move. To make sure she knew she was his prisoner, and a very dangerous and highly wanted one at that. It made every step to their ultimate fate a reminder that they were his now. That he could do with them as he pleased now that they were in his domain. That there was nothing she could do to stop him other than glare angerly with hate. Any retaliation would be swiftly retaliated against in return, as two guards behind her made sure that she would not make any reckless decisions. She knew they were looking at her too, watching her hips sway back and forth for their pleasure. It made her want to punch and kick them black and blue... but even if she wanted to, the high heels made it impossible to lift her feet much without risking tripping over. The two had a hunch that someone had been following them for some time. Just recently did they manage to escape Rongyu Asylum and walk free again. Well, “free” was a bit of an overstatement. They managed to release the sleeves of their straitjackets, but they couldn't really take them off. Not to mention that their bikini-like design meant they were constantly walking half-naked. But at least they were outside and could go wherever they wanted. They mainly roamed the wilderness to prevent anyone from Rongyu Asylum to find them. But soon something DID find them. They didn't know what at first, but they could swear they saw figures in the distance. Said figures only came closer and closer as time went on. When night came, it seemed they started their pursuit. The two of them ran as fast as they could to shake them off, but they must've bumped into something that allowed them to catch up. Maybe the darkness obscured their vision so much that they didn't see a tree in front of them and in their rush, they couldn't take the time to be careful and bumped into it. Maybe their perpetrators had surrounded them and they unknowingly walked into one of them. [[Their fate was sealed...]]

<img src=https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702228973.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away.png width="100%"> Regardless, their fate was sealed the moment it happened. When they woke up again, they were here. They just escaped the most revered and, to Tala's mind, corrupt asylum in the world, only to end up in the most ruthless and corrupt prison of the world. Tala hoped never to end up here. Yet it seemed fate was not kind to her. It was to Elita though, who felt like she was in the bet theme park of the world... The two didn't get a trial. No official government or court knew Samuel had taken them here. That was always how it went with him. Why go through all that boring stuff when you can immediately get to the fun part? Besides, it would be way too time-consuming to go through all of that. He'd rather just take inmates immediately, especially some as “dangerous” as these two. Even if he was wrong to do so. He didn't care. This was his territory. Here he could do whatever he wanted. And so, here they were. The legendary Tala and Elita, now nothing but troublesome pests all gimped up in tight, pneumatic suits, forced to walk after Samuel. It was as if two legendary heroines in a rebellion against a corrupt empire had finally met their match. The two rebels had been captured by the evil overlord that vowed to take away all their hope. The overlord knows these two rebels very well. He knows how much of a torn on his side they have been. And now he will enjoy the fact that they are completely at his mercy, vulnerable in their kinky latex suits, unable to fight back and stop his wrath... [[This was going to be fun.]]

<img src=https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702228973.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away.png width="100%"> What did he mean by that? Tala could only ponder as she was shoved further. She could feel one of the guards grabbing her latex-coated ass and pushing her forward. It enraged her, but she knew she had to comply. Elita only got more and more excited the more Samuel talked. If every step she took to her final destination didn't have her heart racing, Samuel's words certainly did the trick. Finally, they reached the chamber. A thick, metal gate stood before them. A small remote Samuel held was the only key to this gate. He pressed a button and opened the gate. Inside was a small, dark chamber. There were only two, very short pods that didn't reach much further than the ankles. There was equipment though. Tala could see some sacks, sheets of latex, blindfolds and metalic parts that seemed to complete a frame. There was even a box. “Welcome to your new home... ''or your final resting place. ''Whatever you want to call it, this is where you will spend the remainder of your life.” Tala and Elita felt the strong arms of the guards push them forward. They were both placed into the short pods. Before they could ponder what they did, they hut themselves, making it impossible to move their legs. The two were in their final positions. Elita just looked curiously at the contraption while Tala struggled as much as she could, to no avail... “You'll be isolated in this dark, isolated room for the rest of your lives. No sound, no sight... only maddening //solitude//''. No one knows you're here, ''I made sure of that, so you'll have to serve your time no matter what. I hope for your sakes you're into sensory deprivation, otherwise you'll certainly go insane before long...” Tala moaned angerly at him, as if demanding to let them go. But it was no use. Elita just giggled to herself, beyond excited to endure the punishment Samuel had prepared for them. “Regardless, you'll never see the light of day again, and most importantly, you'll never be able to perform your despicable crimes and hurt law-abiding citizens ever again.” What was he talking about?! They weren't the most just duo in the world, but they were by no means nuisances to society. Samuel didn't care. He liked treating all his inmates this way. “Final preparations for your ultimate solitude will start shortly. If you have any last words, you can say them now.” ##“MMMMMMMPH!” No final words would ever come out of Tala's mouth. He smirked at the irony. “I thought so...” Samuel treasured the moment. The best part was next: deciding how he would seal the girls off further. He knew he had to make this special. He had only one shot to put the perfect restrictions for these two in place before he left them to their fate. He carefully pondered the first step... then he got it. He would... [[Put them in sacks!|A1]] [[Blindfold them next!|A2]] [[Seal them in another layer of latex!|A3]] [[Skip it and get them locked in their frames|A4]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/puthemsack.png" width="100%"> Samuel reached for the sacks with his two guards. If there was anything that would ensure that bodily movement was close to impossible, it would be these things. Ironically, it meant they had to open the pods one final time, but that was okay. They did so and the guards tried to immediately grab the two girls, but Tala immediately tried to bolt out of the chamber upon release. With the guards behind her, she knew this was her chance. She stepped forward quickly... but perhaps too quickly. Her high heels made her trip after no more than three steps. One of the guards picked her up and dragged her back. “Tsk, tsk... shameful Tala, running away from your punishment like that.” Samuel said with a smirk as she was placed back. “You can't escape, so give up and accept your judgement.” //Another glare at him. That was all she could give.// The guards now held the two in place. Their grip was so strong, they knew that they could easily crush them if they wanted to. So they knew they had to behave. They put the two in their respective sacks, of which the colors matched their respective suits. To top it off, some straps kept the sacks and the two girls in place. They could hardly move anything. Elita enjoyed herself in her snug sack while Tala, as expected, tried to wiggle out. Once again, no dice. Perfect... yes, it actually already was close to perfect. The pods would take away all sound and sight anyway, so he could practically move on to completely putting them in the frame... ...Then again, he loved himself some extra layers. There were still two blindfolds he could easily put over their eyes. He chose to... [[Give them a blindfold anyway!|B11]] [[Just put them in their frames.|Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/b1.png" width="100%"> Restricting movement alone wasn't enough. Even with the darkness and solitude of the room, Samuel would not be satisfied. Even if they couldn't see anything, the fact they could open their eyes... that wouldn't do. There would be no freedom for these two, not even in the smallest ways. Elita gladly let Samuel take away her sight forever, but Tala was a lot more resistant... well, as resistant as she could be in this situation, anyway. Before long, however, she too was blinded for the last time. All they could do now was sit there in confusion, unsure of what would happen to them next. They couldn't even wiggle in panic because of the sack. With that, all that there was left to do was ''finish the job.'' [[Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/c.png" width="100%"> Satisfied with the restraints, Samuel moved on to the final step. He completed the frames with the final parts. He looked at the two girl one final time before he shut the lid and left them completely ''immobile'' and ''deprived'' of sensory input. Tala moaned and struggled one last time, but that was quickly silenced when the lid closed and she was left in complete darkness. Elita didn't resist. She happily let Samuel seal her away... The two pods were now complete. Standing silent and still. If the text on the body didn't give it away, no one would know there was a soul in each of them. Their job was complete. There was only one more thing they could do to really finish it off. Two containers stood tall and looming, ready to be placed over the frames. Were these two containers //necessary// last additions? [[Of course they are, put them over the frames!]] [[No need, they cannot possibly escape.]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230831.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__d_.png" width="100%"> Of course it was. As a warden, he shouldn't spare any expense. Especially not with two criminals as dangerous as them. He ordered the guards to put the containers in place. They acted as an extra wall of reinforcement that would never allow the two inmates to escape. On their plates were the names of Tala and Elita, written as a reminder of whose tombs these were. But no one would read them... not if Samuel had anything to say about it. And thus, they were done. The two inmates had been locked away, never to see the light again. [[Time to close up shop.]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230939.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__e1_.png" width="100%"> They were unnecessary. Their fate was sealed. There was no way they would ever escape this place. Samuel ordered his guards to clean up any unused gear and leave him to close it up. ''He grinned to himself as he pressed the button one final time and saw the room plummet into darkness.'' What he loved most was that he didn't even bring up the best part. These girls would be spending a long, LONG time in there... and they didn't even realize it. Samuel didn't leave them for dead. That would be a waste, especially with two fine specimens like them. No, instead, he had these frames specially created to keep them alive. They were some advanced tech. Apparently one of his employees found a way to create these frames that could take care of all their bodily needs. These frames had a special field in them that could ensure that anyone within them would be taken care of with all their needs. Somehow, anyone in that field would be fed, hydrated, washed, and relieved of their... shall we say, bodily fluids, whenever it was necessary, without them needing to actually do it. Their belly would stay full without ever eating. Thirst would never come as water somehow, magically, entered their body. Likewise, bodily fluids magically disappeared from their body. And their bodies somehow never got dirty. They would life a long, healthy life in complete isolation, but they'd probably go insane from the sensory deprivation before long. It was perfect. The perfect device to forever punish these two... The door finally closed with a loud bang. The deed was done. [[“And thus, so dies a legend.”]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702231081.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__e2_.png" width="100%"> With the containers as extra measures, there was nothing else to do. Their fate was sealed. There was no way they would ever escape this place. Samuel ordered his guards to clean up any unused gear and leave him to close it up. He grinned to himself as he pressed the button one final time and saw the room plummet into darkness. What he loved most was that he didn't even bring up the best part. These girls would be spending a long, LONG time in there... and they didn't even realize it. Samuel didn't leave them for dead. That would be a waste, especially with two fine specimens like them. No, instead, he had these frames specially created to keep them alive. They were some advanced tech. Apparently one of his employees found a way to create these frames that could take care of all their bodily needs. These frames had a special field in them that could ensure that anyone within them would be taken care of with all their needs. Somehow, anyone in that field would be fed, hydrated, washed, and relieved of their... shall we say, bodily fluids, whenever it was necessary, without them needing to actually do it. Their belly would stay full without ever eating. Thirst would never come as water somehow, magically, entered their body. Likewise, bodily fluids magically disappeared from their body. And their bodies somehow never got dirty. They would life a long, healthy life in complete isolation, but they'd probably go insane from the sensory deprivation before long. It was perfect. The perfect device to forever punish these two... The door finally closed with a loud bang. The deed was done. [[“And thus, so dies a legend.”]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702231081.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__e2_.png" width="100%"> Samuel walked away, pleased by his handy work, and ready to deal with his next inmate... Inside, Tala tried to scream and wiggle, while Elita moaned in ecstasy. This couldn't be happening. They couldn't let Samuel just leave them here! There had to be an escape! Tala frantically tried to find a way out, but body could not make a single movement. Before long, strange visions appeared before her, and voices started to enter her head. Elita was already insane, so it made no difference for her. But Tala felt reality slip. She could no longer tell what was real or not. Despite her endless struggle, the simple fact remained. This was where they would stay. No amount of struggling, wiggling, moaning and groaning was going to change that. Elita had already easily accepted that. Luckily, they were alive and well, and they would live a long, healthy life, but their legend was no more. The revered Tala and Elita were never heard from again. Forgotten, far away in a chamber where no one would ever find them, clad in sexy, latex suits that would forever restrict and humiliate them, even in isolation. Even Jasper would be left wondering what happened to them, forever in search of where they went. Before long, he gave up, and searched for other inmates instead. This was their final home. A dark, lonely, squeaky, kinky and maddening tomb that would act as their final resting place. #Game Over!

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702229262.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__a2_.png" width="100%"> Even with the darkness and solitude of the room, Samuel would not be satisfied. Even if they couldn't see anything, the fact they could open their eyes... that wouldn't do. There would be no freedom for these two, not even in the smallest ways. Elita gladly let Samuel take away her sight forever, but Tala was a lot more resistant. Before long, however, she too was blinded for the last time. All they could do now was wiggle in confusion, unsure of what would happen to them next. Only Samuel would know, and he knew exactly what to do next. He would... [[Sack them up!]] [[Start installing the frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230016.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__b1_.png" width="100%"> With vision compromised, it went without saying that movement had to be taken away as well. Samuel reached for the sacks with his two guards. If there was anything that would ensure that bodily movement was close to impossible, it would be these things. Ironically, it meant they had to open the pods one final time, but that was okay. They did so and the guards immediately grabbed the two girls. Tala, confused and in fight-or-flight mode, struggled as soon as the pod opened, but the guard ensured she wouldn't get far. They were held in place by the two guards. Their grip was so strong, they knew that they could easily crush them if they wanted to. So, they knew they had to behave. They put the two in their respective sacks, of which the colors matched their respective suits. To top it off, some straps kept the sacks and the two girls in place. They could hardly move anything Elita enjoyed herself in her snug sack while Tala, as expected, tried to wiggle out. Once again, no dice. This was perfect. Sound, sight and movement were now compromised... Now to compromise them even further... [[Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230190.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__b2_.png" width="100%"> This was enough. A blindfold, as unnecessary as it was, already did a lot to put these two pests in their place. The frames would remove movement and sight all by themselves, so nothing else was needed. The guards picked up some of the metal parts to create what were basically extensions of the pods that had the two girls’ feet and legs locked. These things kept them in place and made movement impossible. They were now stuck in the same position. No matter how hard they struggled. And they sure did, as confusion took hold of them. A screen on the frames displayed data that would remind others of what threat was inside, even if the chance anyone would ever read it was very unlikely. Inmate IDs: E-25 and T-21. Threat Levels: 10 out of 10. Sentence: Locked Away in Isolation for Life. Free Time: None. Remaining Time of Sentence: Infinite. Those screens always nicely complimented the situation. At least, Samuel thought so. With that, all that there was left to do was finish the job... [[Put them in their frames!]]

<img src=https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702228973.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away.png width="100%"> Humiliating, tight latex prison suits straight from a kinky prison in a sci-fi story with the highest security the mind can come up with. The two rebels, now at the mercy of the overlord, know that he won't be merciful in the slightest, and their time was finally up... ''“11 minutes.”'' Samuel said with a smirk. “It took my men 11 minutes to capture you. Looks like what they say about you two is true. Normally they only take 5 minutes at most to capture even the fiercest criminals. I am impressed, I really am...” Tala grumbled under her gag. She looked at Elita, whose eyes seemed to be filled with such wonder. Could she take this more seriously for once?! “I knew that doc always kept an eye on you for a reason. And now I see why. A duo like yourself is a rare case to say the least. Not often do we find inmates who complement each other so well. Especially not ones that have such determination to escape. Hell, as much as I hate Rongyu Asylum, I have to hand it to them, they know how to keep their inmates locked up and hold up security. And yet, you've escaped that place so many times. You wouldn't be able to do that if you were just any inmate. Your skills are beyond even my most dangerous criminals. You even manage to surpass Jessie and Ava somehow... and they're the most troublesome inmates I know. There truly is no one like you two.” Tala glared at him. Was this his twisted way of //flattering// them? While he has them gimped up like his personal toys? “However, it just goes to show that you're too dangerous to merely be considered insane. That Rongyu really has no idea how to treat pests like you correctly. A tactful duo like you, trapped in an asylum of places? Please.” He said mockingly. “No, you're way smarter and clearer of mind than some nutjob in a straitjacket. You are something else... something we can't have roaming around the world freely. And since it's my duty to keep the world secure, that means you're my problem too. I need a swift solution to deal with scum like you. That's why this place exists. We know how to deal with your kind...” He grinned menacingly. “Rongyu may have been lenient with you, but I sure won't. I know criminals like you cannot be taken lightly. ''And so, your legend will die today...” '' [[What did he mean by that?]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702229618.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__a3_.png" width="100%"> He was never one to turn down another layer of latex. The latex sheets he saved for this were the exact thing he needed to completely isolate them The guards pulled the sheets over the two inmates, who subsequently struggled to get them off. Well, Tala tried to get it off, Elita was simply excited. After vacuuming the air out of the sheets, making them tightly wrap around the wolf and tigress to create a second layer, their struggling seized. Movement, sound AND sight had now been taken away from them, and they were little more than latex statues. Still... there was another layer of latex Samuel could apply. Was he going to apply the sacks next? [[Yes. Go all the way with the sacks.]] [[No. This is plenty. Time for the frame!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702229743.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__a4_.png" width="100%"> https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54752063/ Nevermind. There was no need to be fancy with this. The frames would do their job perfectly anyway, and this way, Samuel could cherish the look in their eyes as he put the final parts of the frame in place. The guards picked up some of the metal parts to create what were basically extensions of the pods that had the two girls’ feet and legs locked. These things kept them in place and made movement impossible. They were now stuck in the same position. No matter how hard they struggled. A screen on the frames displayed data that would remind others of what threat was inside, even if the chance anyone would ever read it was very unlikely. Inmate IDs: E-25 and T-21. Threat Levels: 10 out of 10. Sentence: Locked Away in Isolation for Life. Free Time: None. Remaining Time of Sentence: Infinite. Looking at them, Samuel pondered... should he go and finish it or... could he perhaps add one more accessory after all? [[Blindfold them!]] [[No no, finish it up.|Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230603.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__b4_.png" width="100%"> Hell, why WOULDN’T he add the sack? Might as well go all the way and REALLY make movement impossible. Samuel reached for the sacks with his two guards, and got ready to put the two girls into them. Ironically, it meant they had to open the pods one final time, but that was okay, especially considering they were already encased... They opened the pods and the guards immediately grabbed the two girls. Tala, confused and in fight-or-flight mode, tried to struggle as soon as the pod opened, but the latex encased around her made struggling nearly impossible, and the guard ensured she wouldn't get far anyway. They were held in place by the two guards. Their grip was so strong, they knew that they could easily crush them if they wanted to. So, they knew they had to behave. They put the two in their respective sacks, of which the colors matched their respective suits. To top it off, some straps kept the sacks and the two girls in place. They could hardly move anything. Elita enjoyed herself in her snug sack. Tala couldn't do anything anymore and just sat there in silence. They couldn't be covered any more than this. The sacks and sheets did their job perfectly. All that was left was one, final addition. [[Time for the frame|Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230494.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__b3_.png" width="100%"> https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54752216/ No, another layer wasn't necessary. The sheets on the two girl was more than enough. They were blinded and restrained. Now all he had to do was finish the job. The guards picked up some of the metal parts to create what were basically extensions of the pods that had the two girls’ feet and legs locked. These things kept them in place and made movement impossible. They were now stuck in the same position. No matter how hard they struggled. And they sure did, as confusion took hold of them. A screen on the frames displayed data that would remind others of what threat was inside, even if the chance anyone would ever read it was very unlikely. Inmate IDs: E-25 and T-21. Threat Levels: 10 out of 10. Sentence: Locked Away in Isolation for Life. Free Time: None. Remaining Time of Sentence: Infinite. [[Time for one last piece.|Put them in their frames!]]

<img src="https://miss-phantom-stories.neocities.org/gift-stories/end-of-a-legend/1702230190.bmigvjtdbhhb_tala_and_elita_locked_away__b2_.png" width="100%"> https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54752154/ Why not have some fun? Sure, it was unnecessary, but it was something Samuel could never pass. Although the darkness alone would be enough to completely blind these two, a blindfold to prevent them from even opening their eyes could never hurt. Elita gladly let Samuel take away her sight forever, but Tala was a lot more resistant... well, as resistant as she could be in this situation, anyway. Before long, however, she too was blinded for the last time. All they could do now was sit there in confusion, unsure of what would happen to them next. They couldn't even wiggle in confusion because of the frame. ##mmmmngg.... They were nice and packed. Satisfied with his last-minute addition, Samuel moved on to the final steps... [[Put them in their frames!]]