Commissioned by ABitCracked.

He also make a wonderful story about this situation >w<)

“Now this is what I’m talkin’ about!” Linda declared as she surveyed the scene and took in the chorus of mmphs. She’d been hoping to get Nepgear’s bratty friends, too, but this was still a pretty good haul. She crossed her arms. “And I bet every single one of you broads deserves it.

…You especially.” She knelt down next to Nepgear, who shied away from her as soon as she approached. Linda grabbed the frightened girl by her long, pink hair and forced her to look into her eyes. “Yeah, call me ‘Underling’ now! C’mon, I friggin’ dare ya!”

“Lghow!” Nepgear cried out into her gag, trying to shake her head with Linda’s fist in her hair. “Lghow! Lghow!” Neptune was yelling something, too, but Linda ignored her completely.

Dammit, even when she’s helpless she still finds a way to piss me off! “No, I’m not going to ‘let go’! Now will you shut up already?!” She wound up to punch Nepgear—and a powerful hand grabbed her wrist.

She noticed that Nepgear was looking past her, and realized too late that she was yelling ‘look out’.

“Hey, what gives?!”

“Your services are appreciated, Underling.” The nickname stung, just like it always did. “But they are no longer required.”

“The hell?! We had a deal!” Linda kicked and thrashed as her partner-as-of-five-minutes-ago wrestled her to the ground. “Are you even listening to me?! I said we had a deal! You can’t just—mmgh!” A thick rubber ballgag was forced into her mouth and strapped into place.

Linda looked up at her collection of stripped-down, tied-up girls and realized that she was about to join them. Come on! This is—this is bullshit!