Interactive Story: Nami p5

 The cover pieces locked over the main casket thansk to very strong  magnets placed on the border of the thing. To make sure everything staid  in place, the Shadow also enveloped the casket in various points with  extra-tough adhesive tape... not that Nami could see it at that point.  She was left completely helpless, and in total, utter darkness. Her only  connections to the outside world were a tube that plugged into her  mouth, and one that plugged into her crotch. About a few hours it became  pretty obvious what the crotch tube was for, as she finally couldn't  take it anymore and had to pee. As for the mouth tube, about an whole  day one of the Shadows walked in her cell, shoved in the mouth tube a  few sips of water and of some kind of thick and salty soup, just so that  the captive inside didn't starved.

Other than that, all that  Nami had for many following days was darkness and complete immobilty. At  first she tried to wiggle and loosen her bonds, but it was quickly  evident that it was not gonna work. Soon she losts any idea of how much  time was passing or how long she has been asleep and awake... it was all  just a darkness, and tightness and the smell of her rubber-y suit  filling up that damn tight space she was confined in. It was actually  somewhat peaceful, compared to other means of incarceration she had  experienced in the past...

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Nami's current stats:

Obedience 14/100: loyal only to herself and her most trusted friends;
Intelligence 75/100: very smart and talented, perfectly capable of looking after herself;
Lust  31/100: well-aware of how pretty she is, and quite capable of playing  on her sex-appeal if necessary. She's beginning to appreciate fetish  clothing;
Corruption 43/100: her greed and love of shiny precious  objects are one of her greatest weaknesses. She's beginning to develop a  bondage fetish;