sabina pads along behind, stumbling a little, struggling to keep pace. Mewing softly, eyes wide, kitten ears perked forward. "Where are we going Sir?"
Frostbyte keeps walking, dragging you along. "We're heading to the Toymaker Labs, little kitten. That's one."
sabina mews softly, trying to keep up, tail flicking side to side for balance. "One what Sir?" Swollen breasts jiggling with each step, legs tensed tight.
"One question. That's two." He tugs the chain abruptly to pull you a big off balance.
sabina squeaks and nearly falls face first. Struggling to catch up. Eyes huge, breathing catching sharply for a moment. Soft lips pursed, staying quiet, aside from small whimpers and purrs, as we pad along.
Frostbyte rolls the chain around his wrist the pull you close, then holds you in front of the toy guards. "Guards, record biometrics for identification." The guards curtsey politely, and one of them bends over at the waist to kiss you fiercely, sliding it's tongue in to your mouth.
sabina stumbles close, eyes dilated. Purring raggedly, pierced nipples very stiff, sensitive from all the tugging and jiggling. Gasping at the kiss, soft mouth opening wide to accept the kiss. Then quickly returning it, slim hips grinding a little.
The toy guard stands up, licks it's lips, and declares, "Biometrics recorded, director Frost." The hedgehog nods confidently and pulls you along again.
sabina follows, purring softly, squirming a little. Trying to press against You everytime Sir stops.
Frostbyte lets you press up against him. "That's one," he says casually, flicking you on the rump with a plucked quill.
sabina squeakas and jumps back, mewing at the stinging pain. "One what Sir? And i thought it was two?"
You say, "One unauthorized snuggling. And now it's four questions. *swatswat*"
sabina mews loudly, wobbling at the spanks and whimpering. Struggling along, panting softly, breathing so restricted by the latex. Trembling and squirming, little, sore ass pressed against the safety of the elevator wall.
Frostbyte hits the button for the 100th floor, and you suddenly feel much heavier as the elevator lurches up violently!
sabina squeaks, eyes widening at the sudden acceleration. Swallowing softly, looking up at You. Soft lips parting slightly for a moment, then closing again as if thinking better of it.
Frostbyte begins to casually wind the chain in, as the elevator rockets upwarp, pulling you towards him. His fingertips caress over your soft lips, and then, firmly, he buries your head between his legs and forces his cock in to your sweet little mouth.
sabina steps close, not resisting the tugging. Purring softly, eyes wide. Nuzzling against the fingertips, kissing them softly and moaning, eyes locked on Yours. Squeaking in surprise, forced down easily. Soft mouth engulfing Sir's cock. The warmth spreading quickly over the head and down the shaft. Suckling softly, eyes closing, deep throating You eagerly.
Frostbyte holds you there for the rest of the elevator ride, less than a minute, and pulls you off without a word once you reach the top. His cock seems impossibly large for a moment as it slips from between your lips, almost unimaginable that it was all in you, but perhaps it's just in your head, for the loincloth seems to hide it easily enough. He takes you out the door in to the vivid pinkwhite light of the Charm sun, on to the wide Toymaker Labs roof.
sabina gasps as the cock is pulled free, panting softly for breath. Nuzzling Your thigh gently before being pulled up again. Looking around, eyes huge and curious. Ears perked forward, little nose flaring to scent the air. Wincing and blinking in the bright sunlight. "Wow..."
Frostbyte swats your rump again. "That's two." (BRB)
sabina squeals out, wiggling a little, twisting away from the spank and gasping. Eyes closed as the searing sting settled into a deep throbbing. Frostbyte leads you towards the edge, where several helper-toys, not too different from the toy guards, wait with many glossy-silver and cunt-pink bright fetters and toys...
sabina trembles, led to the edge, eyes huge, looking out at the warp below. Looking at the helpers, then at You, brow furrowing. "What..." Stopping there, remembering that count. Heart hammering, looking at the restraints they are holding.
Frostbyte wraps your pony-tail around his wrist and pulls your head up high, forcing you to balance on the very, very tips of your toes. "Say ah."
sabina gasps, eyes closing, soft lips opening VERY wide. "Ahhhhh." Tongue shifting restlesslt against the soft, white rubber teeth around it. Breathing very ragged and erratic now.
Immediately the helper-toys reach in to your mouth with tiny struts, locking squishy jaw-braces against your rearmost teeth. It's not painful, but you can't bite down. If you struggle you can just barely get your lips to meet.
sabina mews softly, eyes snapping open again at the odd sensations. Mouth pressing in against the squishy props a little, then being forced back open. A purr of arousal spills free, eyes locked on Yours for a moment.
Frostbyte grins broadly. "I'm far from done. Hold this," he says to a helper toy, handing off your braid - handle, really - to it. The toy holds you less mercifully than Frost did, forcing you to strain and reach with your legs to ease the ache in your roots. This exposes every inch of your body to the other toys, who, under Frost's direction, use an airbrush to spray you with gleaming white latex all over, leaving some black around your eyes in a kohl pattern for safety and sexiness.
sabina whimpers raggedly, pulled to tippy toes, toned muscles tensed and straining. Gasping, trembling at the touch of the warm latex. The spray covering everywhere, everything. Brow furrowing slightly in confusion at this. Legs spreading slightly, the scent of fresh latex and arousal in the air like perfume.
You're held up helpless for long moments while the latex dries, the toys taking this time to carefully touch up your nipples, clit, and lips with an extra-gloss mix. When it's done, the toys spread your legs and Frost bends you over sharply, and the assistants, all five of them, each slip a single finger in to your tailhole and massage to loosen you up.
sabina gasps, squirming a little at the touch ups. Slim hips grinding a little. Ragged purrs of pleasure and growing frustration slipping free at the attentions. Legs spread very wide, muscles complaining for a few moments. Little ass thrust back, bent at the hips and completely exposed. Purring loudly as the toys begin to tease and loosen, little ass clenching tight then slowly relaxing.
Frostbyte watches with approval as the toys violate you, forcing you to spread open wider and wider, before they finally begin to slide a long, tapered hard pink plastic butt-plug in to your rump.
sabina shudders, panting ragged and fast. Mewing loudly in pleasure at the teasing, uncomfortable violation. Slim hips arching back into the penetration of the toy. Whimpering and struggling a little against the toys.
Slowly, all seven inches of that pink plug pop in to your pipe, the last bulbous swell easing in and inflating a bit to lock it in place. Without hesitation the toys turn their latex-lubed-gloved fingertips to your quivering girlhole, spreading it open wider and wider.
sabina purrs raggedly as the toy slips in and settles into place. Hips grinding back more. Shuddering, clenching against the fingers, moans melting into loud purrs of pleasure as the fingers slide inside. Tiny gasps of pain slipping out between breaths.
The toys pass forth pink vibrating beads like a bucket brigade, the ones in front placing a single trembling sphere in to your pussy each moment. They churn in unison and at random, sometimes barely humming, sometimes rocking like an earthquake inside you. As the last one is stuffed in to your over-filled cunt, your pussy is taped shut and the tape sealed up with another layer of white latex!
sabina gasps as the first bead slides in, hips bucking. Mewing in pleasure, then gasping softly as the number increases. Little slit being filled, stuffed, too full. Wincing, eyes closed, head arched back as much as the collar allows. Mewing loudly as the final bead is stuffed inside. Squirming as they dance, wiggle and tease inside. Purrring, eyes clenched tightly shut as You seal them in place.
Your legs are pried wide apart, and the toys stencil a pink latex heart on to your well-crammed cunt cover.
sabina squrims, trying to press against their hands. Panting as the little heart is drawn, the pink standing out against the gleaming white. Purring somewhat amplified by being open mouthed. Trying to say something, but it's unintelligible with the props in there.
At a wave from Frost's baton the toys drop you bodily on to what feels like a waterbed, bouncing your tits and straining the piercing painfully pleasurably. Two grab each of your legs and raise and spread them, as ballet boots with sharp little heels are popped on to each of your feet - almost gentle given what you usually walk on.
sabina plops onto the bed with a whimper of pleasure. Eyes opening again, little body squirming against the softness. Wiggling, but not really fighting as the boots are slipped on and laced. Turning slightly look up at You, eyes dilated and wide with desire. Hips grinding against the bed.
Frostbyte laughs, and helps the toys stand you up. Once again you're held rigidly upright by your hair, as the toys slip a glossy pink corset around your waist, letting it hold your tits up and together to create some truly delicious cleavage as well as clamp down on your waist as they lace it up tighter and tighter...
sabina wobbles, standing again, wincing and squeaking softly at the stain, hair pulled so tightly. Eyes widening at the sight of the corset, whimpering and trying to shy away at first. Moaning as it's placed, breasts pressed uncomfortably, presented, spilling over the top. Narrowed waist almost disappearing as the laces are drawn unbearable tight. Every labored breath coming with a struggle now.
Frostbyte presses down gently on your breasts, then releases them, watching them bounce up and jiggle with their honeyed load. He nods with approval, then gestures with military authority to one of his assistants - they bring him a very fine looking plastic mask, looking to be molded to your face...
sabina mews softly, wincing at increase in pressure but still purring loudly in arousal. Nipples aching sharply, pulled against the piercing at a different angle for a moment. Sobbing out as the pressure disappears, eyes closing for a momment. Grinding, clenching around the toys with a moan of pure lust, eyes opening just in time to see that mask.
Frostbyte pulls the mask over your face - though it looks like porcelain, it stretches like latex, and clings tight to your face, tighter, tighter as it attaches. It grabs on to the pert skin of your face and pulls it in to a very happy expression, with all the wit and awareness of teenage bimbette - glassy eyes, lips held in a giddy wide smile, cheeks rosy, the mask proper a porcelain white kitty-face. Now not only can you not speak, you can't even express yourself with your face - utterly silenced.
sabina mews, gasping at the strange sensations. The grip of the mask bordering on painful, yet strangely pleasant at the same time. Eyes closing, panting softly, nose flaring wider as the mask is pulled tighter. Mewing through the wide open lips, toes straining for the floor to ease the tension a little. A ragged moan escaping as the mask settles completely into place.
Then agonizingly the toys grab your legs and fold them at the knees, leaving you hanging solely by your hair as they tape your feet to your rump! Just like that, they hand you to Frost, who carts you off to a long walkway jutting from the edge of the building.
sabina squeals in protest and pain, swaying from the pony tail, tears instantly welling at the intense tension. Legs clenching, tensing to fight, but the toys are far too strong. Mewing softly, breaths spilling from the wide open lips. Moaning softly, eyes huge, locked on You as the transfer is made. Tail flicking frantically, white skin glistening in the sunlight.
Like a sacrifice offered to the gods, you are lofted above the abyss beneath you, and lowered slowly, peril overwhelming, But before you can be consumed by terror, before you can burst screaming in to tears, your hair is affixed to an iron spike, thrice braided and twice knotted, leaving you secured safely and helplessly above the 100 story drop below you, glinting in the sun, ass throbbing and pussy humming.
sabina clenches tightly around the toys, tensing as we approach the end of the walk way. Eyes bulging as a squeal of fear erupts. Gasping sharply at the sudden stop, mewing in pain. Hair pulled sharply, held tightly in place. Panting softly, tongue darting out to wet the white latex lips. A pleading, questioning mew spilling free. Eyes searching for You.
Frostbyte drops down in front of you, hanging fearlessly from one hand, and kisses you warmly on the lips. "Good girl. If he doesn't find you in three days - and frankly, he's not terribly bright - I'll let you go. Until then..." He pulls himself up part way, grabs your shoulders with his thighs, takes some of the weight off your hair, and slides every inch of his throbbing cock in to your open mouth.
sabina mews, eyes huge, unblinking, locked on Your. Squeaking softly, trying to protest between terrified breaths. Arching a little, swaying slightly and gripping the toys. Mewing in frustration and fear. Swallowing the thickness down, eyes closing as Sir thrusts deep inside, taking His pleasure.
Frostbyte continues to rut you lazily, hanging from one hand, holding your head in the other. "That's it. Suck. Take it all. You'll have to take more than that in a moment."
sabina licks the underside, soft tongue circling and vibrating gently. Trembling as Sir thrusts in deep, throat relaxing, swallowing the entire length eagerly. Eyes opening slowly, pleading with You, soft mews escaping around the thickness. Seemingly trying to beg, or plead for something.
Frostbyte grins. "You're not allowed to cum, little toy. Not until we give you permission," he says, giving you an especially savage thrust in to your throat, all nine inches disappearing in to your tiny white body, adorable with those rosy cheeks and kohl-painted eyes.
sabina squeals, deep throating the entire length at once. Gagging softly, little throat clenching to fight to push it back out. Milking the thickness for several endless moments. Sobbing softly, struggling to relax, eyes closing slowly. Unable to even move to help Sir's pleasure.
The vibrators in your cooze choose this moment to spring to life, abruptly humming like a ferrari as he wraps his legs around your head and bucks ferociously, shaking your body above the void as he blows his load.
sabina screams, eyes rolling back as the vibrators churn and humm. Swallowing frantically, struggling, swaying back and forth a little as You come. Milking eagerly, knowing pleasing Sir is the only hope of not being left here, unable to come, for three days.
Frostbyte sighs in delight, mercifully not resting on your shoulders. He pulls himself back up. "That's the first load you'll swallow... But, I think for the next few days, you'll be the designated swallower." You can hear him clap twice above you on the catwalk, and what sounds like a hose being dragged across the ground. "All the cum that gets spilled in this place has to go somewhere... You're it, now." He drops down again, holding an actual handle this time, and straps a phallic hose-head to your mouth, letting it nuzzle in to your helpless gullet.
sabina gasps as Sir pulls out, mewing pleadingly, eyes huge. Sobbing out, squirming and swaying a little as You talk. Squeaking in protest and screaming as the hose is brought out. Head trying to shake in denial, but the tension makes it impossible. Soft lips engulfing the end of the hose, any expressions of fear or protested smothered by the mask.
Frostbyte kisses your cheek. "On the bright side, of course," he says, "All the cum that's getting spilled... Well, most of it is crammed with one nice drug or another. Slavigens, aphrodesiacs, dollifiers... Who knows what you'll look like by the time Frosti finds you! Why, you might not even remember your own name... At least you won't be bored up here," he says.
sabina whimpers softly, the sound almost swallowed by the hose. Eyes closing as You kiss, purring erratic, soft rumblings with every restricted breath. Already suckling the thick plug at the end of the hose. Eyes opening again, glassy and far away, the need and fear filling them completely.
Frostbyte licks around your lips gently. "But... they're not permanent. At least, they usually aren't. Ta." He clambers up, just as the hose begins to inflate with pressure, starting to spurt candy-pink cum in your mouth.
sabina squeals one last time before You go, the permission not given as the toys wiggle and churn. Clenching tight around the beads and the plug, eyes closing as the first thick spurt of come arrives. Swallowing, powerless to do anything but swallow it down. Suckling softly, the sun glinting off the pristine white latex and pink corset.
Hours pass like that, as you're forced to swallow and swallow and swallow. Where does all that cum go? You never feel bloated, you never feel stuffed with anything but that cock and those beads, but you know that the drugs must be starting to take effect... You've been on aphrodesiacs enough to know what they feel like, and this is it...
sabina swallows, eyes closed against the dazzling light. Eyes too dilated to deal with the brightness. Squirming contantly, panting under the severe corset and mewing softly around the gag. Purring loudly at the unbearable arousal, spiked by drugs and teasing. Trembling softly, white skin gleaming wetly.
The next sign of the drugs is that you stop feeling quite so hot - no less horny, but much less overheated in the bright sun and all this latex. The physical sensations start to distract you less and less from the orgasmic pleasures...
sabina pants, arching slightly and swaying a little. The pleasure so intense, so all consuming. Clenching around the toys tightly, clenching and relaxing, making the stimulation more and more unbearable with every passing moment. Heart hammering rapidly, tail flicking too and fro in the wind, the last protest available.
Slowly, you feel your latex skin begin to sink deeper in to your body as you literally transform in to a latex doll - no less alive or mobile, perhaps more than you were, but infinitely more an object than you were. The dollifier?
sabina purrs raggedly, suckling the hose quickly. The sensations so strange, but all simply making the need inside worse. Nothing helping to ease that terrible ache inside. Grinding and swaying in sharp little helpless spasms.
Soon - some nine hours after this all began - you begin to feel the effects of the Slavigen. Your need burns brighter, becomes more and more irresistible - and yet, at the same time, less important, less significant. Who cares about it, compared to the needs of your Masters?
(The fact that who your Masters are isn't clear doesn't seem to reduce this in the least.)
sabina swallows, softly, caressing the plug, trying to please it somehow. Gripping the plug and beads tightly, almost is if trying to milk them, to make them come, trying to please them. Surrendering to the inanimate objects violating every opening. Purring raggedly, sobbing softly as the need grows more intense, keening gagged mews spilling free, trying to get Master's attention.
Slowly, like some awful serpent, the Slavigen weaves it's way through the deepest foundations of your mind, plucking at your emotions, and burying them beneath mountains of foam. Slowly, your mind becomes something else. Why worry, though, really? Master hasn't asked us to do anything but suck, so let's just relax and suck! Horny? Why, I suppose I am, but why would that be important? This is the alien mind, the Toy mind, that the Slavigen slowly begins to impose on you.
sabina mews, the frantic tone fading a little, but filled still with arousal. Shaking, eyes opening, blinking slowly. The need warring with the drugs inside, confused as the tears well up and slip free. Mewing again and again for Master, wanting Him to make it clear, to take away the confusion. Oh, it's not complicated, whispers the drug. You're supposed to suck, so suck! Don't worry. Suck. Relax! Be a Good Toy. Good toys don't have needs or desires!
You hear a familiar boivoice calling, far below you...
sabina suckles, eyes closing again. The voice is so sure, so calming, but the need screams with a raw emotion. Eyes fluttering a little, that voice, blinking, confused. Master?
The drug grows more insistent, starting to saturate your latex body, only your own will to protect you from it. Far below you, you hear the voice die down... No needs! No desires! Good Toy!
sabina inhales, the voice itself strengthening the frustration, the arousal making the voice more hypnotic. Purring loudly, suckling the hose, swallowing mouthfuls of the candied come down.
Finally, just as the drug was beginning to overwhelm your need, you hear him, your sexboi. "Mistress!" Patpatpatpat go his boots across the catwalk, and OW OW OW YOUR HAIR HE'S PULLING YOU UP BY YOUR HAIR!
sabina squeaks, trembling and arching against the bondage uselessly. Lifted like a toy back onto the catwalk, eyes dilated and glass. Master! He looks like Master, smells like Master, sounds sort of like Him. Mewing frantically into the hose, swallowing another mouthful.
Frostbyte quickly unlocks you from the hose, letting it pop free of your mouth and spray glossy pink cream all over the place as he begins to untie you. "Mistress, I was so worried!"
sabina gasps, babbling and mewing as the hose pulls free. Stammering, mouth coated with the pink goo, skin spattered with it as well. Eyes shining softly, locked on the boi, tender little coos and whimpers spilling free. Hips arching, little ass clenched TIGHT around the plug.
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In Secundus, Upwarp
sabina tail waves to Frostbyte, mewing softly. Eyes blinking slowly, set in the darkness amidst such a happy little face.
Kehari grins crookedly, hands on her hips as she looks over sabina. "Well, this is different..."
sabina sighs softly, whimpering, mouth closing a little for a moment only to spring back open again. Slim hips arching slightly.
Kehari giggles quietly. "Someone finally found a way to keep you quiet?"
Frostbyte shakes his head. "She was missing for a long time and I got worried about her. I smelled her at the Toymaker labs, and some of the toys there tried to hit me with sticks when I went to go get her! And she's acting funny," he concludes breathlessly.
sabina mews, eyes narrowing a little, but the face maintains that same happiness. Babbling through a wide open mouth, tail flicking back and forth in agitation. Mistress can see the tell tale signs, tensing thigh muscles and arching hips. There is something amiss under that latex, or maybe just something at work.
sabina nuzzles against Frosti's shoulder softly, grinding softly against his thigh. Panting unevenly, eyes dilated in obvious, hellish arousal.
You say, "I don't know what to do! I thought you might..."
-Standing about four feet ten inches tall and perhaps nintey four pounds, sabina is very well toned, like a dancer or gymnast. A long shiny soft black pony tail escapes the tight gleaming white latex that covers the rest of her body. The supple smooth latex drawn flawlessly tight it outlines features of her face perfectly and as naturally as flesh. Two small pouches contain her kitten ears. The material grips her head in a tight relentless smothering embrace.
-There is something strange about the way the latex on her face looks. Perhaps it's that her expression never changes. Wide soft blue eyes stare out through two pitch black rings, like kohl painted around them in a striking contrast. Just below the dark rings her cheeks have a happy, rosy hue, her mouth opened wide as if caught in a moment of surprise and joy that never seems to change. The latex over her mouth clings to her soft full lips. After looking for a moment it almost appears as if she is wearing a mask. A wide metal and latex collar forces her head up and limits movement strictly.
-A severe pink latex corset has been cinched around her waist, drawn so tight as to make every breath a struggle. At a guess her waist can be no more than fourteen inches around under it's cruel embrace. The corset compresses and pushes her tightly swollen D cup breasts up into a very impressive cleavage. The top of it just barely covering her nipples in what appears to be an extremely uncomfortable embreace. her breasts appear to be painfully swollen and tight, as if swelled somehow. A gleaming, slender silver peeks out where the corset edges meet at the top, somehow it must be attached to, or through, her nipples. The tight gleaming material outlines her toned legs well enough to show the slight curve of each muscle as her legs tense.
-The gentle curve of her spine comes to a white latex tail, sprouting from the small of her back. It moves and flicks alot like a kittens tail, but it is smooth glistening latex. And its tip is a fairly formidable looking dildo. A bit below her tail her body rounds into it a very tight cute little ass and slender hips. Between her legs the latex remains smooth, unblemished by crevice or opening. A cute pink heart has been painted onto the latex over her mons, the point of it just under the curve of her body.
-Knee high pink latex ballet boots enclose her feet. The laces drawn as tight as can be and tied in a double bow at the top, to prevent them slipping in the least. The toes are almost as sharply pointed as the heels, making walking precarious at best if she is even able to walk.
-Something seems to be missing, after a moment it becomes obvious, arms. Either they have been hidden so cleverly as to be invisble, or they have been removed entirely from her. The shoulders of the suit are as smooth and unblemished as the rest of it, rounded as though she never had arms at all.
Kehari spotted the sealed crotch easily enough and she can guess any number of reasons why it might be like that, all of which would explain the way the catgirl ruts against Frosti. "Toymaker Labs, eh?" she asks with a nervous chuckle. "I've only been there a couple of times..." She clears her throat and starts again. "Well, she's not completely Dolled, but someone really did a number on her. Maybe drugged..." She steps forward to get a good look at sabina's eyes.
Frostbyte looks VERY stressed about poor sabina. He holds her gently by the shoulders, supporting some of her weight to help her balance on the ballet boots.
sabina pants softly, nuzzling Mistress nose to nose, eyes shining softly. Purring loudly with every ragged little breath. Mistress can see signs of frustration, and maybe the lingering effects of a few drugs, but nothing dangerous it would seem. Tail rubbing against Her thigh softly, teasingly. Ragged little whimpers pouring from the opened mouth, pleading with Mistress for something.
Kehari murmurs to herself as she looks sabina over. "Well, there's something going on in there, but nothing too crazy... What /is/ keeping your mouth like that?..." She peeks and pokes around in sabina's mouth, looking to see what's got her mouth open like that.
Frostbyte pets Sabina soothingly across the ears, giving a gentle animal whine of concern.
Frostbyte squirms, grinding in to that tailcock breathlessly.
You say, "Is she alright, Miss Kehari? I hope she's okay..."
Kehari chuckles to herself. "Well, that's pretty neat. I'm gonna remember that... Huh?" She looks back up the the hedgi. "Oh, she'll be fine I think. I'm tempted to release her, but someone else obviously wanted her like this and she doesn't seem to be damaged..."
sabina squeaks, eyes widening as Mistress says that. Head shaking side to side quickly, trying to talk. "Oooo iiihrehh!"
Frostbyte relaxes a bit. "She's okay, Miss Kehari? You're sure?" He blinks, then helps hold Sabina's mouth closer to shut so she can talk right for Miss Kehari.
sabina squeals, eyes bulging a little at the added pressure. Tail THWAPING Frosti on the ass.
Frostbyte stands rigidly at attention and holds very still! O.O
Kehari laughs and shakes her head. "What was that, kitten?"
sabina squeaks, little nose flaring with as forceful of an exhale as this corset allows. Mewing, trying to talk veyr slowly. "Aaaaah heh ooowwwk." Shuddering, eyes closing for a moment, hips grinding with a tormented shuddering. "Eeeeehhh ommmmm, eeeesss i hum." Trying to stay calm inspite of the agonized shallow breaths.
Kehari listens closely, thinking for a moment before bursting into laughter when she finally puzzles it out. "You want to come?! I figured there's something buried inside you. Is that it, kitten? Do you want to cooooome?" She grins widely and strokes those white latex ears.
sabina nods frantically, mewing loudly. Eyes closing as tears well up and slip free. Nuzzling into the petting, pressing in close to Mistress, grinding against Her thigh. Only now, pressed so close can She feel the soft humming and churning buried under that little heart.
Frostbyte looks pleadingly to Kehari on Sabina's behalf. "Please let her cum, Mistress Kehari, she needs it ever so much!"
Kehari leans forward and deposits a delicate kiss on sabina's shiny white cheek. "Go ahead sweetie, you can come," she says, then steps back out of range. sabina shudders, jaw clenching against the props, almost squeezing them closed as a raw scream of pleasure tinged with near maddness erupts. Knees buckling, giving out, sinking down to kneel on the floor. Shaking, tail flicking back and forth like a thing possessed. Shuddering, bucking sharply as the waves erupt deep inside.
Frostbyte takes a step back in surprise. Goodness! He certainly had no way of predicting such an incredibly energetic response!
Kehari grins down at sabina like a proud parent, giggling at Frosti when he leaps back too. "Now you know why I stepped back before I gave her the goahead."
You say, "She looks like she's having a seizure, ma'am... But she sounds happy!" Frostbyte stands pertly at attention, smiling a bit.
sabina pants softly, head lowered, a little drool escaping. Purring and instantly leaning forward to nuzzle Mistress. Crawling close, nuzzling against Her thigh frantically. Breathing very erratic and labored, little ass rounded back. The smooth flawless latex glistening.
Kehari hugs Frosti and bends over to kiss sabina's forehead. "Yes, it's the happy kind. I have to run, you two. Try to not get into any more fixes, eh?" She fingers sabina's ear and turns to Frosti. "Make sure you take good care of her, OK? Your cock looks about the right size for her mouth..."
Frostbyte beams with pride! "Thank you, Miss Kehari! I'll make sure she has a very nice evening!"
You whisper, "The vaginal beads suddenly go CRAZY!" to sabina.
sabina shudders, nuzzling into the kiss. Panting softly, looking up at Frosti, eyes dilated still. Eyeing his harnessed cock and moaning softly. Perhaps still affected by the drugs, or just the lingering torment of the arousal. Eyes closing with a shudder, hips grinding again, quickly building the need all over.
Frostbyte kneels next to you and gives you a warm embrace, kissing you gently on the cheek. "Oh, Miss Bina, I'm so GLAD you were okay! I was SO worried," he bubbles, firmly erect against your side.
sabina nuzzles into the kiss, parted lips caressing against your face. Gasping raggedly, eyes wide and unfocused. Pressing in, tongue thrusting into your mouth suddenly. Breasts mashed against your chest, trembling, smooth latex rubbing against your cock.
Frostbyte blinks, but doesn't hesitate, kissing back with a sharply arched back, rump turned up invitingly to imaginary lovers. Hungrily he presses forward, but stays low, beneath you, almost having to crawl to be lower. "Mmmnnhhh..."
sabina purrs, eyes closed, tail taking full advantage of that lewd little offer you make. The thick dildo sliding deep into that boi ass, thrusting roughly, not caring if you are ready or not. Breaking the kiss, nuzzling your chest hard, pushing you backwards towards the ground.
Frostbyte's eyes and mouth pop open in a sudden gasp of pleasure and pain, face contorting in effort as he's plunged open by your undeniable cock, forced back and around so he's chest-down and ass-up for you, squirming in to that thick cock.
sabina nuzzles underneath, swallowing you whole smoothly. Stretched open mouth deep throating you like a starved animal devouring prey. Squirming into position, tail thrusting, rutting you hard. Throat vibrating softly with the ragged purring.
Frostbyte gurgles softly, his cock jumping and spurting a bit of pre as you plunge in to him oh-so-mercilessly, his eyes unseeing and pleasure-pained. That eight-ringed cock slides in to your mouth, slips in to your throat, makes his hips twitch and thrust and nearly bang you against the floor.
---
Later, Frostbyte leaves his charge to be kittensat in the park
Frostbyte grins. "You guys have fun with her - don't let her cum, and don't hurt her, but otherwise, have at it. I'll be back to pick her up in a few [hours]."
Blip says, "Like this!" and derezzes itself from the waist down, replacing its legs with octopus. "See?"
shinsei blinks a few times. "Yeah, but are they the right sensitivity an' stuff?"
sabina squeals out, eyes opening again as Frostbyte announces his departure and the rules. Head shaking in tiny, strained little motions.
ojou rumbles warmly, reaching to rub sabina between the ears, rumbling quietly. "You heard th' man."
Frostbyte says, "Oh, and if she starts speaking in tongues, record it for me, okay?"
Frostbyte calls the lift and descends into the Transit Nexus.
Frostbyte has left.
sabina moans breathlessly, purring a bit louder at the petting.
Blip lifts one of its tentacles and strokes it with a paw. "It seems sensitive. How do I know what's right?" It shrugs with both its shoulders, and a spare pair of tentacles.
shinsei begins, "Uh... Surf the Datasphere and find some specs?"
Blip leans back a bit at the waist, and then starts wrapping tentacles around shinsei experimentally.
Blip says, "Hmmm."
ojou rumbles quietly, petting sabina gently, slowly letting her rest on the ground, on her side. With a heavy thump, he sits next to her, ground trembling.
shinsei squeeps as he's tentacle-embraced, blinking a few times. "Uh..."
Blip lashes about four tentacles around shinsei, using the other four to keep standing up, wrapping around his hips and thighs and knees, then pulls him closer.
Blip smiles at shinsei. "Hi. This is kinda fun. Are you a pervert? If so, I can engage my lust algorithms."
sabina sinks to the ground with a soft gasp of relief. Little body wiggling close to the huge form. Rubbing against ojou's thigh like a kitten begging for more petting.
shinsei blinks a few times. "Um, I have no clue if I'm a pervert or not. I tease my brother 'bout it, but I'm not even sure if /he/ is. I just know what I like."
ojou rumbles softly, and with an air of detachedness begins petting sabina gently, like he would pet a kitten.
sabina squirms into the touch, little glistening form almost disappearing under the huge hand each time. Arching slightly, twisting to the side a little. Exposing different places each time for the hand to stroke and tease.
Blip nods to shinsei and sticks its tongue out the side of its short panda muzzle, concentrating as it slips the end of one tentacle between shinsei's legs from behind, and up the front of his crotch, groping lewdly. "Well, what about this? Does it scare you or does it arouse you?" asks Blip.
shinsei squerks, hands clenching. "I'd definitely say the latter." For a moment, he makes a sound resembling a modem-squeal.
Blip grins. "Then why were you saying such bad things about octopuses before?" It wraps its arms around shinsei's neck, pulling up against him.
ojou is very careful to not tease, just stroking and affectionate, treating her like a little kitten.
sabina twists over, breasts and corseted tummy exposed to the petting. Smooth legs spread very wide as well. Hips arching upwards, soft mouth suckling the tail endlessly.
shinsei squeaks, blinking a few times. He is a most wonderful shade of indigo, the blush running down his bare cleavage and shoulders. "Never tried an octopus, and I think the idea is breaking my mind."
Blip declines to weigh anything right now, so as not to cause shinsei to fall over, as it lifts the other four tentacles from the ground and wraps around the blue guy's back, ass, hips, thighs, and basically anything else it can reach, the tentacles centered directly over shinsei's crotch.
shinsei is, despite infotags, astoundingly lacking in male "hardware".
ojou rumbles warmly, reaching to rub sabina's face playfully. "Yer a cute kitty, aincha'?"
Blip nuzzles shinsei's ear, while rubbing its teenage pandagirl chest against him. "Breaking your mind in a good way or a bad way?" it murmurs, not apparently caring about what sort of hardware it encounters.
sabina giggles softly, pressing the masked face into his hand. That frantically cute, opened mouth expression smiling up at ojou.
shinsei makes several sounds that resemble stuttering modem-squeals, face and chest very blush-warm. "I don't know. Wanna' find out?"
ojou rumbles quietly, turning his head toward his brother. "Don' tempt me too much. I don't want Frost gettin' pissy at me 'cause of /your/ feedback, an' I've got a kitten t' babysit."
sabina blinks, head tilting slightly at the turn in the discussion. Twisting slightly, breasts pressed against ojou's thigh teasingly.
ojou looks down at sabina, and smirks toothily. "I can't shut off his feedback, but I can ignore what you do. Nice try, though."
sabina mews softly, whimpering something around the tail. Most likely an expression of frustration.
ojou is red. Red like blood and red like rust. He is also a massive, hulking brute, like a Polynesian man bodybuilding for decades and never losing his edge. His hair is ragged and falls between his shoulders in a rough ponytail, a dark crimson. His eyes are a solid ruby hue, with veins of rust through them.
His skin is rusty, with an occasional blotch of a lighter hue. Under the coarse leather vest he wears (always open) is a small hunch, set low between his shoulderblades, reminiscient of a fin. Examining his neck (if you get so close as to do so) you might spot a slit, His fingers are slightly webbed, as are the toes on his large, bare feet. Despite his size, he has a gentle demeanour.
All gentle illusions fade, however, when he smiles. His teeth are sharklike, locking together in rows. Even his teeth are red, though a bleached and faded shade. Also are his scars. Large lacerations, small burn-spots, larger burn-spots, and a swash across his exposed chest looks to be barely covered with skin. Through that swash muscletone can be seen, as well as the twitching of what might be his heartbeat.
He wears a pair of ratty jeans, burned through in some spots, and a coarse makeshift belt made from a seat belt, three spoons, a few small rivets, and a ratty braid of macrame.
He is impressively tall, though only subjectively so. Speculations on his true height vary. He sees you looking at him. Carrying: green patches
ojou chuckles, and reaches down to rub her ears again, fingers gentle, if coarse and calloused.
Blip has disconnected.
sabina moans, eyes closing a little. Responding so eagerly, so quickly to those rough, calloused fingers. Little body arching to prolong each petting.
Blip has connected.
Blip squeezes against shinsei tightly, suckers puckering nicely in the tentariffic embrace. "Mmmmmmaybe." It seems pleased with itself, and glances over at ojou with a smile.
shinsei chuckles softly, and gestures to ojou. "We have to accept responsibility for each others' actions. Part of our psychic bond-thing. Maybe later."
Blip awwws cutely, but isn't really sad, still smiling, and slithers down off of shinsei. "If you say so, cutie."
shinsei winks. "I'm sorry, but I've gotta' be a good little blue boy. For now."
Blip smiles. "Blue, at least."
ojou chuckles, bending to lick sabina's cheek gently with a very broad, very rough tongue.
shinsei begins, "Hey, I ain't that big, either."
sabina squeaks in surprise, eyes snapping open. Squirming about in a little game with that tongue. Trying to arch so that it licks everywhere. Giggling softly around the tail and mewing into the gag.
Blip waves, and slithers off. "See you later!"
Blip calls the lift and descends into the Transit Nexus.
Blip has left.
ojou's tongue lifts far too soon, and he chuckles warmly. "You're just the cutest little kitty ever, ain't you?"
sabina purrs softly, eyes opening, shining playfully up at ojou. Giving a quick little nod, then rubbing against His hip and thigh again.
ojou rumbles warmly, his thigh and the ground beneath him vibrating slowly for a moment. It's almost like some kind of sharkpurr, but not. "You're gonna' be a good girl for me, right?"
iTiger rises onto the central platform on the lift from the Transit Nexus.
iTiger has arrived.
shinsei looks up at the "ceiling", and sighs.
sabina pauses a moment, seeming to consider that one. Giggling softly, head shaking side to side quickly. Mewing a soft tail gagged hello to the iTiger as it arrives.
iTiger murmers softly, "Greetings!"
ojou rumbles softly, waving to the iTiger as well, petting sabina as if she were a little kitten.
shinsei begins, "Hey. Sleek case."
sabina arches at just the right time, legs wrapping around ojou's wrist tightly. Ankles crossing on the far side of the wrist in mid pet. Squealing into the gag and squirming against His hand with a giggle.
iTiger murmers softly, "I am designed to represent the pinnacle of style and performance for my function."
ojou snickers softly, one eye half-closing. "You bein' a bad kitty? Do I have t' tell Frost to hold off your orgasm another few days?" His tone is playful, in that serious way.
shinsei begins, "Tell me about your function, then. Always cool to hear new specs."
sabina releases the hand, nuzzling into the fingers with a scared, apologetic little whimper. Little body arching slgihtly, breasts brushing against the rough palm of His hand.
iTiger murmers softly, "I am designed to assist in the decision making process for entities who will be upgrading or switching to our new Tiger software.
shinsei nods, crossing his arms and leaning back. "Tell me 'bout the software, then."
iTiger seems blissfully unaware that his sofware is a thousand or more years out of date.
ojou rubs sabina's breasts gently, thumb tweaking and teasing gently. "Like my rough hands, hm?"
sabina nods VERY eagerly, pressing into the teasing. Gasping, squeaking softly with each gentle pinch and teasing little tweak. Little ass rubbing side to side against the ground.
iTiger murmers softly, "Of course. Tiger is designed with a robust underlying system that supports our award-winning interface! We support all common accessories and Tiger is capable of running many different program functions, from those that assist with productivity to "fun" interactive simulations."
ojou rumbles softly, hand vibrating gently against her nipples, playing and tweaking lightly. His one hand is just large enough to cover most of both of her breasts at once, though it certainly doesn't /look/ that large... "Mmm, that good? Like that?"
shinsei blinks a few times. "Okay. Now tell me about the system in terms that mean something to me. I've got neural programming software, for example."
sabina gasps, legs pressing together, thighs rubbing softly back and forth. Eyes closing, little masked head nodding again and again. Suckling the tail in frustration, breasts eagerly presented, thrust into His hand.
ojou rumbles softly, and carefully withdraws his hand. The vibration stops, as well. He just smiles, toothily. "Glad t'hear it."
sabina squeaks, eyes snapping open. Mewing loudly into the gag, eyes locked on ojou's. Purring, wiggling a little, breasts jiggling just a bit over the corset top.
iTiger murmers softly, "I am afraid I have no specifications on neural programming software in relations to how it might operate in concert with the Tiger operating system."
shinsei clucks his tongue, closing one eye. "Well, shit."
ojou chuckles quietly, personal gravity increasing for a moment. "Aww. Poor thing." There is only the barest shred of sympathy in his voice. He's probably having far too much fun.
iTiger murmers softly, "I am prepared to offer you a demonstration copy of Tiger that you might try for yourself free of charge."
sabina squirms to sit up, then kneel up at ojou's side. Mewing and wobbling, pressing against Him with a soft splat as his gravity field intensifies a little. Breasts pressed against Him, nuzzling the side of His arm gently.
shinsei ponders. "Is it OCL-compatible?"
iTiger murmers softly, "Please define OCL compatible."
ojou maintains an almost feline detached air, looking at a speck of dust that's decided to orbit his head.
shinsei begins, "Uh, OCL. Open Code Language. Lets you build objects and functions?"
sabina squirms into ojou's lap, arching up to be in directly in His field of vision. Like a kitten flopping onto the newspaper He was trying to read.
ojou blinks a few times, and feigns shock. "Now, how'd you ever get here, sabina?" sabina nuzzles ojou nose to nose, purring and rubbing against His chest. Mewing softly, sinking down to squirm helplessly in His lap.
ojou rumbles softly, vibrating deeply for a moment. "Aww. Poor kitty." He begins stroking sabina with long, heavy strokes. As he stands, his personal gravity shifts, letting sabina comfortably lie on his stomach as if she were lying on the ground.
sabina purrs, squirming around, ass rounded into the petting, knees spread wide. Hips grinding back, presenting towards that rough hand eagerly. Twisting over after a few pets, legs spread wide to the sides of His body.
ojou rubs sabina's cheeks warmly, then lets his hands slide down to caress and knead at her back, massaging and gentle, warm and soft.
sabina nuzzles ojou softly, trying to push that tail back out to kiss and nibble at Him a little. Melting into the massage with soft little happy sounds spilling past the gag.
iTiger murmers softly, "I have no data on OCL compatibility at this time. Would you like me to seek additional information from technical support?"
shinsei scratches his head. "Eh. Gimmee the contact info for tech support, and I'll call 'em later."
iTiger produces from his chest cavity a small piece of pulped and re-formed dead tree matter that has various contact information printed on it. He hands this to shinsei and murmers, "If there is anything else I can do to support your decision making process, please let me know."
ojou rumbles quietly, planting a soft kiss at the corner of sabina's mouth, breath slow and level. "Tormented and teased by big, mean, nasty men, poor kitty. All sorts of bad, evil things we keep doin', an' not lettin' you do." shinsei takes a look at the piece of flattened, dried tree-pulp. "Is this /English/?"
sabina nods, a soft whimper confirming ojou completely. Grinding down, little heart rubbing against ojou's hard flesh and muscles. Little body shuddering in response to the sensations.
ojou's heart beats, visibly, through the large scar on his chest. He smiles warmly, and reaches down to kiss the kitty's forehead. "Too bad I'm one o' them big, mean, nasty men." His voice loses no tenderness or gentleness.
iTiger murmers softly, "Would you prefer it to be printed in another language?" shinsei begins, "No, I read English. I'm just surprised to see it. I thought it was a dead language."
sabina nods again with a loud tormented moan of pure arousal. Squirming more frantically against ojou after the playful comment.
ojou rumbles softly, leaning to nip sabina's ear with sharp, sharp teeth. He is ever-so-careful, gentle and affectionate. "If you're real, real good, maybe I'll try to convince Frost when he gets back."
sabina nods eagerly, squirming upwards a little and pressing against ojou eagerly. Little hips grinding against His torso hard for a few moments. A tortured moan barely making it past the gag.
ojou rumbles warmly, nosing sabina's ear gently, kneading softly her back softly. "Good girl." His tone is deeper, an odd subharmonic making his chest vibrate in the most unusual way.
sabina presses into the vibrations, purring with every harshly restricted breath. Shivering against the massive man, thighs rubbing over hips hips, and then teasingly over His groin. Eyes dilated, wide and locked on His.
iTiger murmers softly, "I have no data regarding the decline in use of this language."
ojou chuckles, and lightly plucks her off. "Teasing me ain't gonna' help your cause, y'know." He winks broadly.
shinsei scratches his head, knitting an eyebrow. "When is your information from?"
sabina mews, head shaking again. Eyes wide, wet with tears. Giving the tail a rather sharp little suckle, then quivering softly at the sensations it creates. Nodding slightly, and then giving ojuo a flirtatious little wink.
iTiger murmers softly, "I am experiencing a data corruption error. This data can not currently be accessed."
ojou sets sabina down lightly, on her knees, and strokes her hair tenderly.
sabina kneels down, eyes closing again. Head arched back, little body pressing upwards into the petting.
shinsei shrugs, biting his tongue for a moment. "Huh. Weird."
ojou rumbles softly, touch weirdly distorted. When he places his hand against her head, it feels like an immense weight. When he finishes stroking, it is a light touch. Each stroke is slow and long, letting the sensation change in a way that almost resembles gradually. Somewhere on the muck, Kehari disconnected.
sabina lets free a confused little mew, eyes opening to look up at ojou. So many strange things about this one. Heart hammering, every breath a struggle. Pressing into the petting, getting squished down at first, only to be pressing the hand up at the end.
ojou grins softly, voice warm and gentle. "I ain' hurtin' you, am I?"
sabina giggles, head shaking quickly. Kneeling up a little, pressing into the petting a bit more firmly. Still getting mushed at first though.
ojou rumbles warmly, stroking her cheek and sighing quietly.
---
After days of Frostbyte's torment, sabina is driven to betrayal!
Secundus Bathhouse This room is shaped as an isoceles triangle, noticably smaller than the rooms on the first floor but still fairly large. The entire length of one external wall of the pyramid forms the base of the triangle, sloping inwards so the ceiling occupies a smaller area than the floor, while the other walls rise at perfect right angles from the floor. The walls, floor, and ceiling are panelled in light pine planks, the fine wood varnished and heated to be comfortable to the touch. The planks are supported from behind and fastened to their unseen brackets by smooth Nirosta bolts, one on each end and flush with the wood so each plank is decorated by a pair of large whitemetal dots. The planking covering the room and its contents, along with the benches along the two interior walls, gives the room a look much like a sauna. Several lights recessed the ceiling bathe the room in a clean white glow.
The room is roughly divided in half with a large tub against the external wall and an equally large shower area closer to the center of the pyramid. The tub is a complex affair, more akin to a hot tub than something you would bathe in. Easily large enough for a dozen people, it has a raised lip around its edge to describe its triangular shape from just a simple hole in the floor. The wood motif extends even into the tub, light pine paneling lining the sides and floor, only broken where small powerful jets are recessed into the sides and bottom. The tub's about two or three feet deep around the sides like a wide bench, enough for people to comfortably sit and relax in, but gets significantly deeper in the center with a space wide enough for two or three people to share and deep enough that someone standing there would probably only have their head still above water. A pole of Nirosta with evenly-spaced holes is mounted in the center of this deep portion, peeking just above the surface of the water when extended and retracting into the bottom when not in use.
The shower portion of the bathhouse looks designed for maximum coverage. Nirosta showerheads are spaced in an even grid across this part of the ceiling, each one recessed into a small coffer. More whitemetal showerheads are spaced across the two interior walls of the room and a wide pillar in the center of the room near the edge of the tub provides yet more places for spray to originate. There are even sprayheads on the tub side of the pillar, to direct spray into the tub if so desired. There are no drains in the floor; water drains away between the planks and disappears somewhere underneath, providing a comfortable nonskid surface underfoot.
Small smooth rings of Nirosta dot the room's surfaces and pillar at regular intervals, each securely mounted in a plank and flush with the surface to allow something to be clipped to it without being a hazard to a body brushing against it. There are also handholds carved into some of the planks, little cubbyholes to hold onto to prevent slipping on the wet surface. Oddly, there are similar slots spaced across the floor and ceiling as well. A colorful holographic display hovers in midair allowing precise control of room lighting, water temperature, showerhead and tub waterjet activation and direction, the tub's filtration system, and the dryer fields located near the door. That wooden door matches the rest of the room and is set in the center of the <right> interior wall, labelled in Nirosta letters to its left as 'Access'. Contents: Kehari
Kehari enters, with sabina walking along next to her.
You stop walking along with Kehari.
sabina purrs loudly, looking up at Mistress, eyes shining playfully. "Have a thurprise for Mistress." Cuddling close for a moment and pulling away. Padding to the side, pausing near a strange, gleaming little black box. It's about the size of a matchbook and has a data plug on it. "Mistress, pleath plug that into my collar?"
Kehari walks over with you and picks up the gizmo, turning it over in her hands. "What're you getting yourself into this time, kitten," she murmurs with a grin as she finds the dataport and slides the plug home. sabina gasps softly as the plug clicks into place. The little box begins to glow, the colors shimmering a soft green, then blue, then red. Eyes opening wide, stepping back from Mistress slowly. "Not me Mithtreth. You." You feel odd, something inside goes numb. The imixelene, you can no longer feel it. It's there, but it feels like an alien touch no longer your own.
Kehari blinks, tentatively feeling her fingers, testing to see if she can take a step. "That's a pretty good tri-... Wait, where'd you get that? Did Un or D give it to you?..." She swallows a little nervously, remembering what Un did to her, knowing that you're /much/ more inventive and experienced...
sabina grins softly, Mistress can step easily enough for the moment. But no answers seem forthcoming. Left eyebrow arching as the stuff begins to flow, to reshape. Surging around your middle and tightening until it's very hard to breath. Arms pulled back, then crossed. Fingers reaching for the opposite shoulder as your arms become cocooned in the gleaming material.
Kehari's clothes melt and fall away as the imilexene is repurposed, tightening into a smooth and shiny white corset around her waist, flowing over her shoulders and drawing her arms up and together into a similarly white and glistening envelope. She huffs and pants, trying to get used to the lack of breath. "Nnnnf, huhhh, sabinah..."
sabina steps close, eyes wide, a mix of arousal and perhaps a little fear there. "Mistress..." Talking slowly, but rather forcefully around the bite blocks, eyes dilated. "Give me permission to come, and i won't have to torture You." Whispering softly, but even while speaking the material continues it's work. Glistening white leg sheaths, the force your legs to bend and then melt together. Bringing You down to kneel on the floor, legs tightly bound ankle to thigh. "Don't make me force you."
Kehari hits her knees with an aborted squeak, the vixen panting louder with the effort, shoulders and thighs straining against her own traitorous body material. "Uhn! *hff* *hff*" She turns to watch you, eyes tracking as you circle her, a defiant tilt to her head. "You call that *hff* a threat? *hff* *hff*" Her tail fluffs and flicks dismissively, waving between the two gleaming white sheaths.
sabina kneels down facing you, the glistening whiteness flowing over your tail. Little strands connecting your toes to your elbows and creeping up your throat slowly. "i... i must come Mistress. You will let me." The imixelene pulls, arching you back, tail encased and trapped against your arms as the stuff threatens to swallow Mistress's head whole. Tail coming around, rubbing the length of the thick rubber dildo along your exposed slit. "i will make you Mistress, and it will be... unpleasant."
Kehari mrfs and grunts, struggling against the pull of the smartrubber but it bends her back just the same until she's laying in a face-up hogtie, toes to elbows with her tail neatly caught in the middle of it all. "*hff* *nff* sa-bina... I... *hff*" It's rather difficult to talk when your corset is crushing you thinner and thinner while you're bent back over yourself. It's all she can do to breathe at all; talking is almost out of the question. She tries to look at you over her arched torso, eyes wide, mouth moving but only puffs of breath coming from between her lips.
sabina scowls crossly, apparently either not taking the difficulty of talking into account, or just beyond caring. The rubber flows up, covering your head in a frightening rush. Eyes forced shut, as the rubber muzzles you, mouth held up, wide open, ears filled completely. Utter silence and darkness. Squirming against Your body, laying atop Mistress, hips grinding against yours. The latex somehow lets you hear one thing, the soft whispers of your captor. "i know Mistress will be cross and i will be punished. But for now Mistress, i must, MUST have your permission to come."
Kehari manages a strangled gurgle as she feels the rubber flow up over her face, eyes wide with fright just before they disappear beneath the gleaming flood of white. She couldn't give you permission now even if she tried, with the way the rubber sheathes and envelops her head, holding her mouth open with only her waggling tongue free, corset crushing the breath from her. She whimpers piteously and wriggles as best she can but you've done an excellent job of binding and gagging her, reducing her to a black and white vixen package. It doesn't look like she'll give you permission anytime soon, whether she wants to or not.
sabina mews softly, licking at your breasts gently. Squirming up your body. Wiggling an awful lot against you. "i need to make thure Mistress will give permission quickly." Nuzzling your encased face softly, warm lips teasing over the taut latex. "Lick, and suckle." Tail tip pressing into your ass a little, the length of the tail rubbing your slit softly. Something is pressed into your mouth, it only takes a moment to realize it's a very turgid nipple.
Kehari's gurgling takes a higher pitch when she feels your tail start to tease at her, sliding over her damp puffy folds held together so tight by the sheath around her legs. She feels you sliding along her and tries to turn her head to follow, inquisitive grunts finally muffled when you place your breast inside her bound mouth. She can guess what it is even before her tongue finds that erect nipple and she's already working at it, suckling as best she can with her mouth held open, slick tongue flicking at the stiff nub.
sabina gasps softly, panting, pressing against your mouth. Tail pressing rather bluntly into your ass. The thick cock simply taking Mistress, violating you with out hesitation. The length parting your folds, rubbing against the slick interior, teasing over your clit with a firm rubbery caress. A ragged moan spilling free as the thick honey erupts into your mouth. It's potency quite high from days of constant torment and stimulation.
Kehari wiggles her hips, arching as much as her harsh bondage will allow, each thrust of your tail being met by a grunt muffled by your latex-encased breast. The spurts of honey catch her off-guard, her throat working to swallow the sweet drug-laced nectar as fast as it's being produced, cutting off her breathing that much more as her throat tries to do two things at once.
sabina whimpers, panting softly into your ear as the honey seeps into your system. Knowing Mistress must swallow to breath now, no choice but to risk re-addiction. Nibbling, licking at your ear. The latex parting to allow the teasing. Tail pulling away from your slit, letting Mistress squirm a little without it's touch, the thick cock violating your ass with deep, slow strokes. "Mistress will give me permission the moment i ungag her, won't she slut." Growling softly into your ear.
Kehari only answers with a wordless groan, drawn out long enough that she has to pause in the middle to swallow more of your nectar. Yes, anything you say sabina? Never, you conniving slut? Who can tell? Her tongue continues to work your nipple, coaxing a steady trickle of honey from you, the warmth and headiness beginning to take hold...
sabina breaks away from Mistress, sinking down to plunge into a savage kiss. Forcing the last of the honey down your throat with a soft tongue. Tail thrusting very hard several times, like a rapist trying to draw a scream. Purring loudly into your mouth, hips grinding against yours, letting Mistress feel the soft vibrations under that cute little pink heart.
Kehari does indeed scream, a long keening shrill whine that's muffled by your own held-open mouth, neatly fastened to hers, your tongues battling. The vixen is obviously feeling the nectar now. Her rapid panting is slower and shallower now, your tail finding her very warm and sensitive, her body even arching a little more on its own as she tries to press into you, tries to kiss back, thighs trembling.
sabina pulls away, sliding down Mistress's body. The corset begins to move, covering your breasts, splitting into a dozen or more thin strands and wrapping around your breasts TIGHTLY. Pressing in painfully, lifting the globes and wrapping around them like tightly drawn strands of twine. Nipples wrapped tightly from base to tip by thin strands, compressing from all sides at once. Soft warm mouth finding your trapped right nipple, licking over it, stirring the cruel bindings.
Kehari mewls and gurgles, back arching when the corset takes a crueler turn, binding her breasts in matching nets of thin white strips, back arching again with a gusty pant when your gentle mouth finds her engorged nipple and slips over it, engulfing it. She gurgles again, muscles clenching against the tail violating her, head spinning just a little...
sabina grinds against you, girl fucking Mistress roughly, tail ravaging your ass mercilessly. Licking, warm lips tracing over the strands binding your breasts so tightly. Soft tongue teasing the trapped fur and flesh, heightening the ache and making it that much more intense. Tail twisting a little, wiggling as it thrusts. Showing no sign of asking you for permission, or even letting you beg for it.
Kehari feels the nectar slowly robbing her free will, slowly bringing her down off her high horse. She feels her climax approach and recede at the same time, getting closer and closer but somehow knowing that she won't be able to take that last tiny step unless you let her. That revelation elicits another gurgling sob between her shallow panting, then another groan when tail begins to savage her, her clit as stiff as the nipple under your tongue.
sabina pulls away again. Purring loudly, eyes glittering though you cannot see them. "Nod for me slut, tell me you will do anything i want for mercy." Growling softly, the s's a bit lispy perhaps from the bite blocks, but the tone as demanding as Mistress has ever heard. Tail giving a nasty twisting thrust. Nuzzling the corset as the strands around your breasts tighten unbearably for a moment.
Kehari hears the words and almost recognizes who's speaking. She knows who it is but everything's confusing, all the teasing, the pleasure, the pain amplifying the nectar's effects, making her pliant and compliant. The white vixen-head nods slowly, gurgling something unintelligible, maybe swearing to do as you command, maybe swearing to get you back for this, the last of it cut off in a groaning rush of breath when your tail and the corset double-team her.
sabina makes the gag crawl back into the hood surrounding your mouth. The tendrils loosening around your breasts a little. A warm tongue caressing your clit gently, teasing over it slowly. Licking over your spread slit a few times. The corset letting you get a few deep breaths. Tail thrusting more gently, a nice deep ass fucking now. "Say it."
Kehari takes each deep breath like it was her first, panting two or three times as the rush of oxygen only makes her mental fuzziness that much more acute. She was told to do something, she should do it now, shouldn't she? It feels so nice to... "Mercy, please," she gasps. "Anything you want, I'll do anything you want, anything, please, mercy..."
sabina slides back up Mistress's body, nuzzling her nose to nose, kissing firmly. "Give me permission to come Mistress!" Panting, breath rushing into her mouth. Grinding against her corsetted stomach frantically. Tail thrusting deep, the sleek length pressing into her slit again. Tail rubbing side to side as it slides back and forth over her clit.
Kehari doesn't even hesitate, squirming and groaning into your mouth, so close, so close now, shocks of pleasure ripping through her every time your tail flicks over her clit. "Yes, yes, come sabina, you have my permission to commmmme- AH!" She wriggles and squirms against your tail, tortured breasts held firmly, your very own bound slut.
sabina kisses Mistress, tongue plunging into your throat making it impossible to breath as the hood seals around your mouth again. Mistress's mouth forced wide open as the corset and breast punishment harness cinch down tighter than ever. Tail thrusting hard, rubbing your clit at a frantic pace. Tensing against you, screaming into the kiss and coming hard. Bucking against Mistress as tears drip down onto the gleaming white latex hood covering your face.
Kehari manages a single squeal of shock before your mouth and the smartrubber completely cut off her breath, all that tightness and torture surging back as the corset and breast mesh tighten again, harsher than they ever were. All that and the tail slamming in and out of her, teasing and rubbing her hypersensitized clit, has her hard up against the edge of orgasm, more and more pressure to climax, unable to breathe, unable to even beg for release as her pulse pounds in her ears...
sabina pulls away completely, rolling off Mistress, tail yanking free. The rubber holds you relentlessly as the stimulation vanishes. Purring loudly beside you and coming hard. Mistress can hear every squeal of pleasure, every sob of ecstacy. The rubber holding Mistress loosens just enough for you to breath, leaving your poor slit completely untouched however.
Kehari's excitement doesn't die away just because you're not touching her anymore. If anything it gets worse, listening to you squeal and shriek as your orgasm takes you and unable to do anything else but catch her breath, little whimpers spilling from her open mouth as she slowly writhes.
sabina pants softly, eyes closed, squirming on the ground in pleasure. Bucking into another wave of orgasm. The rubber corset around you extrudes a long supple strap. As another scream of orgasm reaches your ears the strap SMACKS down on Mistress's pussy. The end of the strap wrapping all the way round to your well fucked ass.
Kehari's needy whimpering is cut short by a painful squeal when that straps slaps down on her sensitized pussy and smacks against her ass, a little sob calling out, rocking as best she can from side to side, trying to find you, the person she's supposed to listen to...
sabina moans loudly, the rubber either running it's own cruel game or responding to hidden frustrations. But your captor seems to busy writhing in pleasure to pay attention to you. The strap slithers free, pulling back again. Another moan of pleasure, CRACK, the strap snaps down. A lithe, latex form squirms against your side and shoulder as the strap slides over your burning, soaked, needy little cunt.
Kehari cries out again with wordless pain and lust as she hears you enjoy yourself next to her, each snap of the strap another bit of reinforcement. Is this her reward for doing what you told her to do? Should she enjoy it? The lines are blurring, the vixen thoroughly under the nectar's spell. She arches up a little into the next slap of the strap, a moaning sob spilling forth.
sabina finally calms a little, cuddling into your side softly. The latex parting, freeing your ear. Nuzzling and whispering softly, nibbling at the furry ear teasingly as the strap cracks down every few seconds. "Now, i trust we will not have to go to these lengths next time Mistress?" CRACK!
Kehari can't help but answer honestly; she couldn't lie or even hedge the truth if she wanted to. "I don't -NNNH!- I don't know," she pants, voice pitched high. "Once the nectar wears off, I don't know if I'll still be under the effects like that..."
sabina kneels up beside you, the latex withdraws as quickly as it flowed up to capture you. Leaving you laying in a heap, but free, returned to your control. "Let's hope for the best Mistress." Eyes shining mischieviously, purposely not letting Mistress come before freeing her.
Kehari's body spills apart as the living white latex flows apart and sinks back beneath her fur, limbs suddenly freed from their harsh imprisonment and flopping, exhausted. She takes a couple of deep breaths before settling down to a quiet shivering, beginning to unfold her legs and roll onto her side. "Okay," she whimpers with a nod, not even bothering to think whatever "best" might mean. It means whatever you want it to mean, of course.
sabina purrs loudly, leaning in close and nuzzling Mistress nose to nose. "Do you want to remove this for me now?" Tail tapping the glowing box. Eyes wide, very curiously watching Mistress to see how she will react now.