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~You're quite mistaken, Kehari.. You're going places you've only dreamed of, or maybe haven't even imagined, with me pulling you along by your leash all the way, guiding you where you wouldn't otherwise dare step..~ her voice lulls through your mind. The images of you are drawn again, with sabina at your side, chained up like you, just a collar around her neck of course, both on the ceiling, though the chains for your and her neck are held together and you think you see more.. but its gone, erased like a waking dream before more than a second passes. She suckles thickly on your tongue, her free hand cupping, kneading against a breast, not over though.. her breasts come to rest right up to yours again, pressing snug, nipple to nipple she slowly shifts, and draws herself stiff using those little patches of bare flesh on you. When the water touches her, it doesn't run.. it spreads through her fur like a wet towel instead. |
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...~You're quite mistaken, Kehari.. You're going places you've only dreamed of, or maybe haven't even imagined, with me pulling you along by your leash all the way, guiding you where you wouldn't otherwise dare step..~ her voice lulls through your mind. The images of you are drawn again, with sabina at your side, chained up like you, just a collar around her neck of course, both on the ceiling, though the chains for your and her neck are held together and you think you see more.. but its gone, erased like a waking dream before more than a second passes. She suckles thickly on your tongue, her free hand cupping, kneading against a breast, not over though.. her breasts come to rest right up to yours again, pressing snug, nipple to nipple she slowly shifts, and draws herself stiff using those little patches of bare flesh on you. When the water touches her, it doesn't run.. it spreads through her fur like a wet towel instead. |
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Stripes fade on her front, pure white fur encroached on from the sides but not touched, and grow thicker, deeper on the longer fur of her back, her wispy mane. The fur glistens with silver below the surface here and there, metal reaching the surface, though its nature tends to be obscured by the thick covering. Longer white fur between her ears constitutes her hair, spiking towards her back, eventually leading all the way down to the tip of her midlength chrome-metal at tailbase wispy furred hyena tail.
Along her back are a series of jacks, electrical input/output, nanobiologic input/output, media input/output, who knows exactly - they're not _labeled_. They're just big enough to be plain through the fur, most embedded right into vertebrae and very solidly based in her, along with a number of broken and frayed wires which provide an artificial copper in a few spots amongst her mane. Her hip seems to have seams for a panel of some sort, one of her ankles seems to be surrounded by silver and seams, her arms, her front, her claws, everything has something that's been carved up and hooked in, it seems, though its rarely clear. The back of her head, below her hair, seem the deepest jacks of all, perhaps for braintape copying and storage? Most of it seems antique by Puzzlebox standards, and not much of it is working, either.
Her black muzzle conceals an impressive set of well maintained teeth, most of them silver at the base and pure enamel at the top, though a few are silver all the way through. The upper right canine is missing presently, or at least, nine-tenths of it. There's still a little jagged bone at the bottom, but for all intents and purposes, she's got a fully lopsided grin. Tall ears would make her significantly higher than her 5'10" or so, but she's not counting them! She's not broad, but she's not a waif either, a strong, solid, angular body, simply feminine, all just about right, from the curve of hips to the warm swell of bosom.
She's currently wearing a pair of glasses, the rims long rusted and faded, having left marks on her dark muzzle, and making her glowing green eyes look rather big and focused. Embedded through the holes drilled in her left arm is a brand new grapple system, copper and white silver, a pleasant teardrop curve with a magnetic hook, either grasping or catching by the attractive forces she might find. This hyena has no relationship with the plain of gravity - so her grapple is prized, and well taken care of, lovingly kept shiny while other bits of her metal have corroded and left rust in her fur here and there.
A medical robe is the entire remainder of her outfit, Lysette having no real wardrobe since her old suit was cut from her. It flows oddly, freed from gravity by resting so close to her, hiding her by virtue of its billowy sheet like nature. It has a couple of front pockets over her chest, a saving grace for functionality, as its not the best outfit for her particular state to retain modesty.
Snug around her neck is a simple leather collar inlaid with patterns of metal filaments. On either side the collar has a small metal clasp, and there are some ports mounted on the backside to offset the thick chrome hoop in front that holds an engraved tag. Her breasts sit proudly on her torso, a little small perhaps but well-formed and firm and thoroughly covered with her inky fur. Her body narrows a bit at the waist and then flares out again at her hips, the transition soft and smooth, without any sign of hipbone or rib. A soft depression in the center of her tummy fur marks her navel. Near the middle of her forearms her fur changes from deep black to pure white, ending in white hands with short shiny black claws and black pads. A plush black vulpine tail, with the end dipped in white like her hands, trails down over a curvy rump. Up front, her modesty is hidden by her luxurious pelt though the hint of a cleft can be seen in the way her fur folds slightly. She stands easy on shapely legs, firm thighs leading to trim ankles and feet with the fur again changing from black to white at mid-calf. A delicate silver anklet just above her right foot jingles quietly with various small colorful charms dangling from it at even intervals. She sees you looking at her. Carrying: Kehari's Collar(#2118C)
The hood is only the beginning of the gleaming latex completely encasing her body. The hood seems to melt into a wide latex collar encircling her slender throat, forcing her head high. The collar is easily two and a half inches high and bears a thick D ring on each side. It is sealed in front with a slender metal seam with no visible means of opening. The chrome plate on the front bears an easily readable inscription with a single word on it, FUCKTOY.
Every inch of her body is encased in skin tight paper thin black latex. The latex clings tightly over her swollen D cup breasts outlining the stiff nipples clearly. One would guess her to normally be closer to a B cup, but her breasts appear to be painfully swollen and tight. If you look very closely you might see a trace of milk on the sleek latex skin just under her nipples. Under the tight latex it appears something has been stretched between her nipples, pulling inwards on them in what must be an agonizing endless torment. The latex appears to be compressing her narrow waist like a tight corset, drawing her waist in sharply, several inches at least. One would guess under the latex her waist has been drawn down to no more than 17 inches or so. The tight gleaming material outlines her toned legs almost well enough to show the slight curve of each muscle as her legs tense.
The gentle curve of her spine gives way to a black 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. The latex outlining each pert little cheek and the small cleft between. The latex spreads her open just a little, outlining her plump soft labia down below and revealing a sheath penetrating deep into both openings.
The latex somehow forces her onto her tippy toes, forcing her pert little bottom back further and making balance a struggle. The toes are pointed sharply, making walking precarious at best, and standing for any length of time must be painful. There are no seams or zippers anywhere, apparently this encasement was formed around her, and will take some serious work to remove.
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. She sees you looking at her.
Secundus Pyramid Habitation Room
This room is shaped as an isoceles triangle, the entire length of one external wall of the pyramid forming the base of the triangle, sloping inwards so the ceiling occupies a smaller area than the floor, the other walls rising at perfect right angles from the floor. The walls, floor, and ceiling are panelled in a slightly glossy white tiling in a substance that looks and feels vaguely like ceramic, brightening in the room's light. This <light> comes from the external wall, which looks as if it is made of a sheet of silver covered by a layer of translucent crystal, a portion of the silver blazing like a tiny white sun, giving the illusion of looking through a frosted window at a midday sun.
The room looks spartan but is actually fairly well-furnished. A large grey bed in the shape of a shallow bowl rests on one wall, oriented vertically as if gravity was sideways there. The bed has a slightly glossy black blanket with a textured dot pattern covering it, with a slight rise around the lip of the bowl where pillows have been placed. Small slit-like openings can be seen around the edge as well. Against another wall is a black rectangular basin with low sides, perhaps three meters long and two meters wide. A grey oval platform of sorts rests in the middle of the room with its long axis parallel to the exterior wall; it lies on the floor and is slightly bowl-shaped. Just in front of the oval bowl, between it and the exterior wall, a flat grey plane hovers in mid-air about a half meter from the floor. The only other
feature of the room is a simple white metal door set in the center of the <right> interior wall, labelled to its left as 'Entrance'.
sabina stirs and yawns softly, mewing and squirming a little. Legs struggling against the tangles of the leash. Sighing and relaxing in the zero g field with a giggle.
Lysette drifts along, grinning warmly as she waves out pointlessly.. "Good morning, yes?" she chuffs across the room.
sabina purrs smiling warmly at the familiar voice. "Good morning Mistress Lysette!"
Kehari smiles and reaches down to catch the leash between her toes and tug it snug again. "Good morning, kitty..." she coos. "How'd you sleep?..."
sabina squeaks, legs tensing as the leash tightens, tail giving a little flick. "Soundly Mistress, aside from those strange sounds all night."
Lysette grapples over, arm curling around Kehari's shoulders as she grins happily, lopsidedly.. "Strange sounds?" she asks, her tail wagging curiously, clicking side to side.
sabina giggles. "Well, moaning, whimpering, sex sounds."
Lysette giggles, "Umh.." she considers.. "I don't know, we could have been dreaming, but I think we simply curled up.." she giggles. "Its not been, well, unknown.. I've woken up moaning before, recently.." she blushes softly.
Kehari stifles a giggle. "I don't remember anything, I was asleep..." A lie? Mayyyyybe... "Did you have another dream, girl?"
sabina purrs softly, nodding slightly. "Not that type of dream Mistress. But well..." Mewing softly, stammering as the words trail off into silence.
Lysette giggles warmly... "What type of dream?" she asks. She peeks over at Kehari, then to sabina, her tail clicking in a wag. "Tell me more?"
sabina squirms a little. "The dreams where i see inside the Neke, where i saw Amanita and then later saw You and Mistress Kehari too Mistress Lysette."
Lysette considers.. "Oh, Amanita..! Hm. I still have yet to know much about her, except she's supposed to own the place." she chuffs, and smiles warmly. "I'm glad we've come to touch your dreams.." she giggles.. "What were we doing?"
sabina squirms, brow furrowing, swallowing softly. Taking as deep a breath as the tight latex allows. "Mistress Amanita and i were, are, very VERY close. She took the Ovon over and... well. See the Neke were gone and She moved in and took care of it. Then i saw the Neke come back, i was there! Okyno, She did bad things to me and said She would do worse to Amanita and... and... and i tried to warn Her. But Mistress Amanita was not concerned, She said it was handled..." The words tumble free, but completely avoiding the question about the dream.
Kehari murmurs, a slight smirk audible in her voice, "I can't say I'm privvy to Amanita's plans, but it doesn't look like it's going to well so far." ...going too well...
sabina nods slowly and squirms. "i would agree Mistress Kehari, she whispered something to me while i was there. Apparently she hesitated at the wrong moment and, the plan was lost."
Lysette's tail clicks side to side as she reaches forward slowly, brushing a claw below sabina's chin.. "What did Onkyo do to you, and.. why would she do them to Amanita?" she asks, her head a little to the side. "Oh dear. So, you think.. she's in real trouble right now?" she wonders..
sabina arches slightly, head tilted back at the gentle touch. "She had the vines in the garden rape me in the little pond Mistress Lysette." Shuddering softly and purring raggedly with each breath.
Kehari smiles ever so slightly, thoughtful. "okyno wants dominion over the Ovon, of course. Neke hierarchy says she must show that dominance..." sabina nods slightly, arching slightly against the leash. "So, that's where they stand now i think Mistress. And yes Amanita is in great trouble."
Lysette brushes out slowly under sabina's chin.. "What do you think they'll do with Amanita? Lowest of the low for all the work she did in maintaining the place?" she considers, leaning forward to *kiss* the girl's nose once. "I don't know anything about the Neke, really.."
sabina nuzzles into the kiss and purrs loudly. "No, Ms Okynoa said She was to be Her personal slave as reward."
Lysette giggles, "Well, that's quite stressful for someone used to dominance!" she considers, and laughs.. "Well, depending on how its done, really. I think Kehari has a bit of dominance in her, when she wants.. But you're comfortable under my foot, arn't you, dear vixen?.." she whispers, her head turning to the side, her nose coming right up to the black vixen's ear.
Kehari giggles softly, reaching up behind sabina to run a clawtip over the catgirl's rump where Lysette can't see it. "It's a very comfortable foot to be under, yes..." sabina purrs, soft lips parting slightly. Slim hips and pert little ass arching back. Trembling helplessly between You both. Breathing quickening, nipples stiffening.
Lysette's free hand slides down along sabina's throat afterwards, lulling down across, following bit by bit past the hollow, onto her chest, sliding down bare latex flesh as she touches just barely against cleavage.. "In her case, she's utterly safe in my grasp, though the possibility of me doing anything to her remains.." she whispers, her head dipping forward, her nose touching the girl's as she blows across her muzzle. "Of course, you've the Architects to run to, if you really need.. but that's hardly a wonderful choice, I understand.."
Kehari murrs softly and sidles up to sabina from the other side, muzzletip dipping along her breast...
sabina gasps softly and arches into the touching, heart hammering. Mewing and nodding slightly, swallowing softly as You both caress and nuzzle. "i cannot run anywhere tied up like this Mistress..." Giggling softly, the giggle melts into a mew of arousal and growing desire. Slim hips grinding just a little, legs tensed against the leash.
Lysette's hand slides under, below the breast that Kehari nuzzles, curling under, pushing it just a hint up as she grins warmly.. "But you arn't terribly worried.. Well, not enough to want to run to them, at least.." she giggles. She leans down and kisses one of Kehari's ears.. "Good girl.. you know your tasks.." she whispers, then glances out to sabina, grinning widely.
sabina arches into the lifting, purring raggedly. "No Mistress... i would never run to the AoTF..." Tail flicking a little faster, brushing softly against Lysette's left leg.
Kehari huffs softly and nods slowly, warm breath falling over that stiff nipple as she draws near it, tasting across its surface, lips slowing nibbling at it, then her mouth fastening around it to suckle, slow and long draughts, seeking the nectar inside...
sabina gasps as Kehari's lips seal around it, whimpering loudly as the nectar surges free. Quivering softly and moaning, slim hips arching more quickly, more eagerly. Toned, sleek thighs rubbing against each other.
Lysette's hand slips from under sabina's breast, letting it fall a little bit, Kehari's muzzle ending up giving the nipple a bit of a tug by the action. The whole arm slips around Kehari's back, curling over her, around, and to the other side.. Her fingers brush along the underside of the black vixen's breast, rubbing thickly through her fur, up at the soft flesh. She degrapples, reaching forward to cup sabina's free breast, nipple caught between index and middle finger as she slowly kneads. She dips her head forward further, nose to nose.. "Good.." she chuffs.. then, presses lip to lip, her eyes closing with a soft shiver.
sabina whimpers, squirming helplessly as Mistress Lysette pinches and teases. Nipples both throbbing sharply with every rapid heartbeat. Tail sliding up to tease Mistress Lysette gently, sliding along the juncture of her thighs gently. Struggling a little as the need and frustration begin to build.
Kehari whimpers softly and curls back into Lysette's embrace, the muted sound adding a touch of vibration where the vixen's tongue slithers and teases over sabina's nibble, moving rhythmically as she swallows the thick rich honey. That hand on the catgirl's rump digs in, clawpoints making five little stars of pain.
Lysette's tail hikes a little to the side, the hyena softly whining into the kiss, but.. she doesn't stop sabina, no.. Her tongue instead dips down into sabina's maw, her ears press back, and her hand slowly kneads, though slides down to press under the girl's breast. Her finger tug and release.. tug and release.. While her other hand slides its way up on Kehari's breast, slowly..
sabina moans into the kiss, suckling softly on the thick rough tongue. Tail dildo slowly sliding into Lysette from behind. Nipple throbbing sharply with each spure of the thick syrup. Arching forward every so slightly with each tug on my nipple. Returning the kiss with a near frantic need.
Kehari breaks from sabina's breast with a gasp, smacking her lips as she swallows and tries to clear the honey from her mouth. Her free hand braces on the bed while her foot keeps tension on the leash, keeping sabina fixed in place and in space as she gently humps against the glossy latex of her side.
Lysette's groans deeply into the kiss as response, her tongue pouring in deeply, thickly, filling sabina all the way through. Her eyes half open as she grins to sabina, her legs slowly parting further as she whimpers happily, intensely, as she slowly yields to her tail. She rubs the bit of honey which drips out of the nipple she holds, spreading it across the tip, slowly getting her hand sticky as she kneads. Her hand continues to knead Kehari's breast, her fingers spread to rub in at her nipple, too..
sabina moans louder, deep throating the tongue softly, suckling on it and swallowing. Shaking helplessly, slim hips arched back, little ass thrust back. Mewing as Kehari pulls away, arching to follow her. Tail pulling back slowly and then burying itself inside Lysette.
Kehari gives a breathy little chuckle when she sees sabina reach out for more, a chuckle that turns to a mewl of her own when Lysette's fingers find and tease her own breast, her own nipple. The vixen nods and leans forward again, taking up the nipple still damp with her saliva and suckling again, harder, more insistent as she feels that wonderful tingling spread through her...
Lysette's tongue slowly slides out, rubbing thickly over sabina's rubber teeth, tugging them thickly before she gasps into the air.. She whimpers, her hand rising first to lick off her fingers, then falling down with her muzzle again to pick up on the thus far unsuckeled but heavily teased breast, not letting sabina go without the sensation as she's teased. Braced on Kehari, her feet slip from the ground, then her toes return as the thrusting pushes her back down again..
sabina gasps softly as Kehari's mouth returns, moaning in a sweet melting of hurt and desire as she suckles again. Arching frantically as Lysette pulls from the kiss. Head coming forward, trapping that thick tongue as long as possible. The honey seems thicker, sweeter somehow. Bucking helplessly and straining against the leash. Squealing out as Lysette begins to nurse as well, nipple teased to hypersensitivity.
Lysette's arm keeps on Kehari for balance, though she still is jostled around by all the slight movements, all of which just help her tug and knead against the vixen's breast more. Quite intentionally, she keeps the nipple uncovered, letting the fingers lull up to it to either side..
Kehari huffs and pants and whimpers, humping against sabina's leg, arching into the hand at her breast, sucking all the harder since it's her only outlet for her steadily mounting frustration...
Lysette whimpers loudly.. Oh, oh, its been too long, and all she was able to do before was lick Kehari's face free. No, she never really stopped being interested, but.. Oh, how wonderful to return, its even more than she remembers.. Regardless, her head dips back, despite how much sabina's squirms, and the hyena isn't the most gentile thing, even after all of that teasing. Its a touch of lips, then of teeth, then of tongue.. then the absense of all, as she draws the nipple in, and rubs and bobs her muzzle forward, slowly but very thickly, deep, deep draws, and the feel of tension when she swallows.
Lysette's hand slips out from around Kehari, the girl for a moment drifting freely.. But, she finds a better place against the squirming vixen, for both parties involved. Between her legs from behind, her hand comes right up, and she pulls herself back to the ground again, the bare fur along the hyena's back bristling out as she's suddenly held firm for sabina's tail and its thrusting, just as fingers interpose between slick latex and flush mons.
sabina squirms, tail thrusting deep and fast inside Lysette, tail wiggling it back and forth throughout every movement. Gasping and squealing at the more intense suckling, Lysette's attentions becoming rougher, as Kehari begins to suckle more frantically as well. Sobbing out and quivering, legs straining against the tight leash.
Lysette's muzzle is slow, deep, harsh, but the sensations of pain fade away to numbness and pleasure over time, no less sharp of course.. just, thicker than the teasing by fingers alone could provide.. Then, of course, there is the internal sensation, draws from a hundred ducts, and the thick coursing it takes just inside the nipple, past its little piercing, pushed open wide to allow the viscous fluid to pass on by. The hyena herself shivers and trembles as much from it as the one being suckled, her body twinging with the heat it lulls through her once more, eyes clenched shut as it heightens the feel of the hammering thrusts, her legs buckling in slowly to force it to push harder, to make the sensations linger, and to heighten them at the same time..
Kehari grunts and sobs, arching her hips down, trying to capture more of those fingers and what they can do for her, do to her... Again she stops nursing, strands of golden nectar stretching from lip to lip being swept away with a swipe of her tongue and swallowed, cherished for the sensations rippling through her. She pants and gasps, little needy noises as she feels the flush in her ears, the swelling of her nether lips, the tingle in her loins...
sabina sobs softly, thighs pressed tight together, desparately in need. Hips arching frantically, tail venting the terribly frustration by fucking Mistress Lysette harder and faster. Nipples aching, breasts on fire, sobbing out at the searing pleasure and hurt, so perfectly melded into the same sensation. Pressing eagerly against both of Your mouths, the nectar's affects a bit more pronounced after two days of not being allow to come.
Lysette lifts slowly too.. and pushes her head up right to sabina's, her muzzle virtually surrounding her's as she groans, her tongue pushing right in, her face splattered with honey in the process, both faces, really. Her hand comes up briefly to cup over the still dribbing breast, rubbing the honey around.. then it falls to Sabina's sex, wedging, forcing her way between the squirming legs, interposing with one, then two, then her whole hand, rubbing the thick fluid over the slickness already there, grinding, offering relief as she tenses up further and further, moaning into the muzzle she's captured. Her other hand cups, fingers press in, roughly, bluntly, but under so much arousal, for Kehari there might just only be the shock of pleasure.
Kehari's squeal is muffled by a mouthful of nectar and the breast it's siphoning it from, pulling hard, teeth now getting into the act as the pinch and release just behind the nipple, a hard but dull pinch to knead, to coax, to help it flow more, more honey, that's what she wants. She wants this, it's so good, and she's a good girl, and good girls get their reward...
sabina whimpers, tensing as Mistress pulls away, then moaning into the kiss. Mouth taken, captured utterly, swallowing the tongue and honey down eagerly. Arching as it presses deep, cutting off all air in the process. Little slit gripping her fingers, moans building to squeals and screams as the fingers become a whole hand. Tail quivering, the thrusts erratic and uneven. So close to exploding, screaming into the living tongue gag. Sobbing as Mistress Kehari bites and tugs, the pain escalating, the pleasure becoming sharper.
Lysette would grin down to Kehari as she does her job - it was what she was told to do. She even knows its a reward on its own, from the sensations coiling through her.. though her addiction is less strong than the black vixen's as of yet, its.. ohh.. yes, very good girl indeed. Another finger, a second, a third push into
Kehari, just as a finger pushes into Sabina.. a second.. a third, all up against her clit. Her muzzle lifts, though, little lines of sticky saliva and honey trailing from muzzle to muzzle as she moans, neatly screams into the air as she clenches her eyes shut. Her whole body clenches, tenses, and.. *releases* against the tail with a flurry of clenching.
sabina bucks sharply, gasping for breath as the kiss breaks. Sobbing out and mewing raggedly, stammering, babbling, pleading for permission to come. Little slit pressed down, clit mashed against the fingers. Hips trembling, little body tensed tightly. Heart hammering, struggling to breath, mewing and screaming out in frustration.
Lysette's body, fingers, everything relaxes after a moment, limp for a long second as she focuses out again with lavender eyes.. She groans out.. "Come, kitten, come..!" before her head dips down and her fingers pump once more, both hands turning long ways, spreading both her pet's sexes wide, then twisting back before thrusting inward, repeating, deep and grating. Her muzzle dips, dips, and *touches*, mouth open as she pants, holding a moment wide against the breast before her.. then, a sudden close, no teeth, just lips, then a suckle to tug the nipple against the parted incisors, even as she pants and whimpers in the aftermath of her peak.
sabina explodes on command, shuddering and convulsing helplessly, mewing raggedly. Pressing desparately into the milking still, breasts still so heavy and tight. Panting unevely, tail giving little, soft thrusts into Mistress Lysette. Almost immediately the nectar thins, becoming less sweet and strong. Moaning loudly and shuddering, legs spasming against the tight leash.
Lysette would be interested - oh, it seems Kehari wasn't so much considered for the command this time.. Mm, maybe the recognition that she's truly subservient to anything Lysette says? Or maybe its because the hyena's hand exclusively holds the button, as much as Kehari suckles.. Her legs tremble, and clench, clench together.. the thinned nectar lulls into her maw deeply, easily, drawn quicker but easier as she sighs out through her nose, and trembles in the aftermath of the explosion, on her and the kitten's side.. Her hand never stops, either, thumb joining in, holding over her clit as thrusting fingers are spasmed around.
Kehari suddenly breaks off again, mouth open to shout something but it's cut off as her breath hitches and a spasm slams through her, arching her back, pressing herself down onto Lysette's hand as her eyes squeeze shut and her own hands clench into fists, frustrated fists, frustrated that now she'll have to start over with sabina...
sabina grinds into the near fisting, mewing helplessly and coming in hard waves. Shaking softly and squirming, latex skin glistening wetly in the light, shiny and sleek as though it was freshly polished. Squealing out as the thumb presses down, the thinner nectar rushing forth more easily. The ache less sharp, easier to endure.
Lysette of course, has no idea that anything was being tried for! She isn't even concerned about the thinning honey.. To her less addicted self, its still.. soooo good. And she swallows deeply, again and again as she looks out, and sees the frustrated but pleasured looking black vixen, grinning just a bit oddly to her as fingers hold, and much more slowly, grind against her sex.. Lysette's fingers slowly slip out sabina, easily twisting until the end, by which point she cups the whole of her sex and slowly kneads, the back of her palm still gliding against the clit.. but not quite offering the same sharp relief that there was before. A deep, hot, insistent pressure, and a thick, indirect teasing as she comes down from her peak. Thick honey still sticks, and tugs along, thicker than anything the hyena swallows now. She looks peaceful even in her grin.
sabina whimpers, tail sliding slowly free. Shuddering as the fingers pull away, arching into the kneading, still so eager for the touches. Gasping softly, breast glistening with the nectar, slim hips spasming softly. "Thank You Mistress...." Whispering softly and mewing in pleasure, little face glowing with it, even through the sleek latex.
Kehari utters a little strangled sound as her climax begins in earnest, legs clamping down around Lysette's nimble fingers and hand as she spasms against those fingers, arches and jerks and finally cries out with pleasure and release and lust, tail hitched up against her back, teeth chittering...
Lysette's muzzle slowly lips, leaving little lines of honey that drip down her chin and onto sabina's chest.. She pants softly, grinning slowly.. "You deserve so much, sabina.." she whispers even as she kneads.. "Mm.. get Kehari a little messy with me, dear.. Nuzzle her chest.." she whispers, and even as the black vixen cries out, she dips her muzzle up, rubbing honey stained fur along side, turning to touch noses, then lips in an opened mouth kiss, tongue lulling out to the vulpine's teeth..
sabina shivers, panting softly, pressing against Kehari as she bucks and grinds. Purring loudly and giggling at the order. "Yes Mistress." Twisting towards Kehari, honey smeared breasts and nibbles brushing against her soft fur, rubbing the sticky mess deep into it.
Kehari chokes and whimpers, wholly unable to say anything while the nectar-enhanced orgasm washes through her like a tidal wave. Tears of frustration, tears of joy squeeze from between her eyelashes as she grasps frantically at both of you, feeling the fur matt with the thinned honey, wanting you both close to her... sabina nuzzles Kehari blindly, swallowing her sobs with a kiss. Soft supple tongue plunging deep inside her mouth. Purring loudly and licking playfully inside her. Sleek latex curves pressed against the curvy furry. Tail tip finding her bottom, teasing the little entrance softly as she comes.
Lysette's hand slips from sabina's sex, sticky fingers drawing up, over, and around, pulling the girl towards Kehari as she nestles against both of them tightly, as best as she can with her fingers still firmly lodged between her vixen's legs. Lips thickly rub against the opened mouth cries of the dark vixen, her tongue lulling in, mixing her taste, her saliva, with the honey honey pooled in already, the mix of flavours giving her a soft shiver as she looks out happily to her sobbing, teared vixen.. Through the air, her voice whispers.. ~Just think of the future we've found, dear toy vixen.. What we now have, and will have..~
Kehari calms and cools slowly, very slowly, little shudders rippling through her as she tastes each of you, the three of us gradually becoming one sticky mess. She arches her back, pulling herself into the embrace, pressing herself down against fingers and tailtip. Her hands finally release and drift up, one around each of you, hugging herself to you...
sabina nuzzles Kehari softly, then nuzzles Mistress Lysette. Giggling softly and slowly sliding the tail cock into Mistress Kehari's ass. Ears perked at the statement, brow furrowed curiously, but saying nothing. Softly kissing Mistress Lysette's cheek. Breasts smearing the sticky stuff all over you both.
Lysette's tongue washes out from Kehari's muzzle, sliding along side, over one eye a little sticklily, then the other.. then again a few more times to clean them off, the hyena giggling softly.. "Good girl.." she whispers, audible this time.." she offers, her hand slowly slipping from between her legs. She curls her arm slowly under the vixen's, and cradles around her back.. She shivers at the stickiness being tugged at along her wispy furred front. Her tail clicks, though it still thumps on her hip as she whimpers happily.. "At least this time I got to peak.." she grins broadly.. "Oh, oh.."
[OOC] sabina says, "i need to slip away for a bit. See you both later!"
[OOC] Kehari returns and hugs tight!
sabina has disconnected.
[OOC] Lysette pants, and giggles. Missed her, but still.
Lysette giggles warmly, dipping her muzzle under yours.. "Such intensity, isn't it? I didn't dream I'd find such things here! But I have, in you alone, but also with our fun little kitten.." she whispers.. She breaks your gravity easily, arm tightening, leg rubbing slowly.. "Do you think the showers might be ready for us, mm?"
Kehari smiles and rubs her chin across the top of your muzzle as she nods. "I'm sure they are. The drones finished the install yesterday, they haven't even been used yet..."
Lysette drifts with you, her eyes closing slowly as she drifts in an unnaturally warm afterglow. She peeks out a moment though, her arm reaching out.. "Well, then, I think we're going to test it, as much as I could stand to sleep with you just like this.." she grins..
Kehari just floats along with you, happy for the closeness and love. "Maybe, but getting this stuff out after it crystalizes would be a real pain..." Lysette grapples quietly into the distance. Its a slow glide the weightless grapple makes before it clicks somewhere in the other room, and both you and she drift along.. "I'd still have fun licking you clean.." she whispers with a small shiver, smiling out as she watches the world move with her violet eyes.
Lysette continues up along with you, in any case, as she speaks..!
Kehari gives a little shudder and leans close. "And I don't think I'd mind it a bit..." she says with a little grin.
Lysette continues on, grappling right in, catching on a hook with you as she rubs her muzzle slowly brushing on yours.. "Oh, I didn't think you would.. and I know you wouldn't by the end.." she cackle murrs warmly. She curls her free hand around your collar, her legs wrapping more or less perfectly around your hips as her tail flicks.
The door slides noiselessly open as you approach, permitting you to step through into the next room.
Secundus Pyramid 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 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'.
Kehari leans back a little, keeping tension on her collar as you pull her inside. "No," she giggles. "I think we'd both be very clean..."
Lysette giggles.. "I meant that you wouldn't mind it by the end.. By the end, it might be.. clean, but I think we're going to be very dirty, throughout.." she whispers.. She glides up to the ceiling with you, her grapple disengaging as her hand grasps a ring and brings us to a stop. She reaches behind her.. a moment later, she pulls out a ring, and draws it behind your head. It slips around your collar, and *click..* By that time its noticable that her other hand slips from behind her, a cuff, a loop between, and a smaller ring. She takes your right hand and quietly slips the cuff on as she licks down at your muzzle, your position already quite assured. It'd be quite painful if she let go of you just now.. but she grins all the wider to you..
Kehari giggles, watching you as you back her into the room. "Dirty in...deed..." Her neck arches back against the ceiling as you clip her collar to it, her eyes widening a little at you. She leans a little closer to you, knowing just how precarious her situation is now, arm loose as you take her hand and slide the cuff over it. Her tongue peeks out to wet dry lips, tail slowly swishing behind her...
Lysette hooks the hand, giving it a squeeze after, while she cuffs the other, the hyena smiling across to you as she drifts with legs around your waist still.. "There are some advantages to not being gravity's friend.. And there are some advantages.. I get to experience both of them, through you, in a sense.." she grins, clipping the other hand in place. You have room enough to wiggle, but not to draw your arms to your sides or the like. She leaves a kiss on your chin.. "There's nothing to worry about, though.. nothing at all, anymore.. at least, after I get your legs, there will be nothing left to consider at all in that vein to consider for you.." she giggles..
Kehari works her mouth and gives her arms a tentative swing, testing the limit of their motion and finding it rather short. She knows her feet won't reach the ground with her neck like this, which leaves only one option left in her head... which you pretty much confirm as you keep talking. "You know, I hadn't quite considered this when I designed the ring matrix," she says with a quiet chuckle, breathing picking up a little.
Lysette's arms slip about you, sliding as the hyena keeps a grip and turns around slowly on you, careful not to break her hold on your gravity. She grasps one of your feet, clacking on another instantiated cuff as she brushes around the ankle, her legs at your sides, her tail slowly clicking across your breasts, one side, then the other, brushing, featherdusting your nipples, really.. "I was hoping you hadn't, actually, so I could surprise you with a few things.." she trails, grinning slowly, the teeth seen as she glances back at you.. and *clicks your foot in after pushing it out to the right ring. It seems you're about to be spread a bit further below than you are above. The next cuff goes on, and for a moment her fingers caress around them.. "You don't have to even think about moving like this.. though I'm sure you'll squirm anyhow.."
Kehari's nipples rise gently as your tail's ruff brushes over them, her belly rising and falling with her breath as she looks down her body towards you. She can't help but appreciate the view, of course, your legs to either side, tail clickclicking, arms working as one leg slides out to the side and is fastened, as you take the other one in your hands and cuff it... "I think you can surprise me with a great many things, love," she chuckles quietly, proving you right by squirming a little under you.
Lysette's just as soaked as you are, or maybe it just shows up a little better among all her white fur and stripes, and black flesh.. A few moments pass before she secures your second foot in, then smiles back to you.. "I'm counting on it, my dear vixen.." she chuffs. All at once she pushes from the ceiling, the hyena falling down and catching a ring on the ground as she looks at you upside down. You fall a few inches at least, a sudden shock of gravity, to which she grins.. "Now, I'm sure you've set up the showers that I can access them over the wireless.." she trails, looking a bit distant for a moment or two..
Kehari drops precisely the length of the cuff's lanyards, giving a surprised squeak at the end when she jerks to a stop to hang perfectly spreadeagled from the wooden ceiling. "I... ohhhhh..." She looks down at you, then around at the showerheads with widening eyes as they come to live and start to swivel and aim...
Lysette cacklemurrs as she looks up to you, slowly extending herself back up, drawing her fingers slowly side to side under your breasts.. "See, gravity does have its place, even when one needs to ignore it to get in the right position.." she comments, grinning slowly.. She grasps your collar with a hand, drifting up, her sticky muzzle brushing over one nipple, then the other, leaving them sticky.. "I won't say to expect more of this exact position.. but expect that your owner will take care of you, my little toy.. Afterall, I've to keep you in working order for a long, long, long time.." she giggles. One shower head starts, a sudden jet behind your back, pushing your chest out further as she pushes an opened maw around a breast, teeth trailing all the way down, lopsided due to the missing canine. Her tongue washes, lulls thickly, first the smooth way, then the tugging, rough way as water starts to pour over your sides, under your breasts, over your shoulders and down between, dripping across the hyena below..
Kehari hisses softly as your muzzle slides over each nipple in turn, her little arch turning into a forced one as the showerhead behind her starts up full force. The vixen shrieks in surprise and starts laughing as her back fur is quickly soaked, that shriek turning into a loud groan as you engulf her breast, as your tongue slides and tugs at her. "Nnnnnngh, you're such a good owner..." she moans, voice distorted a little by the sound and the water fog.
Lysette's muzzle slowly dips back, little drips of water trailing to the tip of the other breast while she trails against first. Her tongue withdraws, her breath hot as she nears, nears.. and *latches* on for a moment, a deep suckle, incisors pressed to bare flesh, nipple held beyond, not biting but tugging against the firm surface deeply.. She lets the nipple go after a moment, and the water finally makes its way past her muzzle to wash over the now quite erect tip, more sensitive than the other easily.. "You can truly trust me, dear vixen.. Stay with me, stay safe with me, these days will only grow better, more varied if I keep you in my grasp, on my leash, in my hands.." she continues as she gives your collar a slow tug. She draws herself up, face to face with you, bending slowly though the air. Her knee comes low on your belly, just above your sex.. and then a sudden *hiss*, and another showerhead turns on. This one's blatent, right between your legs - and the moment you cry out, or even if you don't, the hyena's muzzle presses down on yours, pushes into an open mouthed kiss which she shortly seals, and stifles. Her knee slides down as her free foot holds on a ring, pulling herself over your sex, blocking the direct flow, though water still pours over her and across you, not saving you from the sensation, but from the harshness of the blow.
Kehari's murmuring turns to another loud moan as you tug and slurp at that breast, as the water sluices over her sides and begins to soak into her front and run down, a constant stream of hot water diving from each breast, each nipple acting like a miniature faucet. "I'm not going /anywhere/," she says, voice a husky rasp with sensation and emotion. A little cry escapes her lips at the second showerhead's activation, a cry that's muffled by your own mouth as it seals against hers, as her tongue dives into your mouth, the only thing she really has to touch you with, to display her love to you.
Lysette's leg slowly dips away, the harshness of the showerhead slowly introduced again, a step less intense, though its a constant rolling force. Water creeps past your sex, onto your belly, and drips to the hyena below.. Her tongue lulls out thickly across yours, her eyes half closing, a soft violet glow across her black muzzle and your own. Her hand creeps until you feel a familiar static lull through your head.. thumb on the plate, then fingers clicking in, all three in quick succession, an image of you from her view from moments before, held on the celing, helpless.. then hit on the back with the spray, lurching forward to a waiting jaw, held, forced, even though you were squirming forward for her anyhow.. ...~You're quite mistaken, Kehari.. You're going places you've only dreamed of, or maybe haven't even imagined, with me pulling you along by your leash all the way, guiding you where you wouldn't otherwise dare step..~ her voice lulls through your mind. The images of you are drawn again, with sabina at your side, chained up like you, just a collar around her neck of course, both on the ceiling, though the chains for your and her neck are held together and you think you see more.. but its gone, erased like a waking dream before more than a second passes. She suckles thickly on your tongue, her free hand cupping, kneading against a breast, not over though.. her breasts come to rest right up to yours again, pressing snug, nipple to nipple she slowly shifts, and draws herself stiff using those little patches of bare flesh on you. When the water touches her, it doesn't run.. it spreads through her fur like a wet towel instead.
Kehari stifled moan grows as more and more of the shower is felt between her legs, constant maddening pressure against her sex making her quiver in her cuffs, whimper into your mouth. The images you transmit directly to her brain make her shudder, make her open and close her hands, wanting to touch you, wanting that, wanting to see the rest of it when you steal it away again, a devious bit of teasing. ~Always by your side, you with me, wherever, I promise, I swear...~ She rolls her shoulders a little, sliding herself back and forth across your front by increments, the water beginning to dissolve the dried nectar, making it go airborne and fill the bathhouse with its heady scent.
Lysette's breathing comes thicker with the scent in the air, and the lingering taste in your maw.. She tastes of it too, of course, her whole muzzle is covered on honey, her and sabina's face at some point splattered by her. She lifts from your lips and begins to wash her tongue thickly down your muzzle, down your cheeks, a hint of need to her, but she justifies it away as lust.. which it is, but that's only half the story. She trembles softly as well, grinning broadly to you, her tail flicking lightly, sending streams of water side to side, though again, otherwise she's a huge sink until saturation point due to her lack of gravity. Her leg dips between yours again, blocking, pushing more firmly against you than the water might, but less invasively.. ~Always at your side, Kehari..~ she echoes the thought as an equal for a moment - she gets as much out of the relationship as you do, easily, as much as the position is a polar opposite - but then, can a whole magnet exist without its balancing opposite? Her free hand shoots down, replacing her knee before one final rub, legs hanging in the air as her chest presses tightly to yours, the girl held in place by her hand on your collar, and her hand on your sex. A shock rises again as two more jets of water erupt, splashing at your sides from above, keeping you bent down to her now that your sides are mostly soaked anyway, on your hips and above a bit. Her fingers dip in.. one, at first, which exposes you a little more to the water again, opening you for the stream for a moment, but as she goes deeper fingers return over.. and it repeats, another, pinky and ring, leaving half of your sex free to the streams.. ~Always on my leash, but my hand will never leave the other side, no matter how far you may stray.. You will always be connected to me, you and I will be parts of a whole, and already are, and always moving forward, in fits and bounds, or slow, yearning tugs, sobs, and cries..~
Kehari pants, turning her head towards you, rolling her cheek into your grooming, eyes half-lidded with need and desire. Another soft cry greets the two new sprays as they catch her by surprise, hitting her from either side and adding to the feeling of helplessness that she floats in, virtually and literally cradled in your hands. She tries to rock back into your hand, gutteral sounds coming from her as she squirms, trying to maximize the stimulation she's getting from that perfectly aimed stream of spray but only getting what you aim her at, teased and left wanting. ~A journey together, each there for the other...~
Lysette's tongue licks down, under, over, cleaning the thick bits of honey from your face, from your throat, and slowly, down along your chest as the hyena bends through the air with you in grasp. A third finger pushes in, leaving the index to rub along the side of your slit.. The fingers turn, and part you open again, the water simply pouring in when you're held open, washing back out over your clit, never so strong as you'd like, but still pushing you onward.. ~And we're only on the first steps now..~ she lulls through your mind.. An image of her hand on the back of your head arises, the hand lifting, shining metal below where she parts the fur, plates, ports.. And a slow insertion of a jack, which clicks in solidly before the image fades in a burst of static. Another, a hand before you, black latex, fingers spread, rubber claws curl towards you, touch your muzzle, holds, strokes.. ~My good vixen.. my good toy.. You'll get just what you need.. you'll get to submit, you'll get to serve, you'll gladly do anything I ask, so long as I string on as little further.. Its already too late to turn back, the past is gone, the connections are whole, and without them, we'd not be whole.. but every step forward will take you further from that point anyhow, into something greater.. Together, we'll be lost together, but found in each other's arms, or at least on either end of the leash..~ Her thumb tails over your clit, shielding it but gracing it with a deeper pressure as she speaks.
Kehari tilts her head back, face slightly up towards the ceiling as you begin to lick down her body, soothing sensations at odds with the brutal teasing she's getting down below as you paw at her, fingers slipping inside, water jetting into her. Each image elicits a soft gasp from her: ports in the back of her head, actual hardware mounted in her body; that hand, black latex (rubber-chitin-rubber-latex) stroking her face, controlling... ~Never going back, always forward, never back, so much to witness and learn and experience...~
Lysette shivers warmly with you, her tongue lulling out between your breasts, rounding over one, down, and then to the peak.. Her kiss returns, a soft draw, tug, release.. Then the other, a soft tug, draw, release water dripping over the hyena from above, the whole girl sopping by now.. ~Always with me, always forward, you were once three, maybe more, now are one, and soon you will even have bits of me in you.. And I will shape you and reshape you.. You won't have to fear losing yourself as you won't have to fear losing me, you only need to gain more, grow more, there are no limits, only the limits that I give you, that I let you thrive in..~ Images of you, flash, a ring in your chest like Ataxia had, bound up, blindfolded, head held back by a hand and a ring on the wall through your collar, something poured into your opened maw, dripping down to either side, golden and viscous.. Her hand lulls below all the while, slowly, thickly pumping, as it had earlier, but new context, new thoughts, or maybe old ones returne returned to..
Kehari pants steadily, brought to a steady simmer by expert hands and the way you work the sprays over her body... ~Carry part of you with me, the ROM image, a little snapshot to anchor me in you, always...~ The next image brings a cry to her lips as she tastes that rich nectar again, that last bit of honey from sabina just before she climaxed, that hint of greater tastes and pleasures to be had if only there was a way to keep the girl from coming...
Lysette has considered using the stores of pure nectar you collected from her and put into storage on you, and a little for herself, of course.. She loves the effects.. oh.. oh, she could drink the whole thing, but she wants you to *squirm* under them.. And some of the thoughts do pass on to you, a touch, a taste, a memory of the effects on the hyena, the trembling growing addiction, a point you already passed, but you can feel it in her as she lets you touch the heat in her body for a moment. For a moment, she almost drinks from one of your nipples, as if she could.. but she lifts with a gasp, her eyes flickering open. The jet between your legs suddenly stops, and she dips down instead, hand lifting and breaking the stream of thoughts, the touch of her addiction, not wanting to think too much about how much she's wanted to drink more beyond the reason she was able to hold again up until today.. Her hands slide, cupped in against your thighs instead as she dips her muzzle up.. Her nose touches your clit, hot from the water and steam, her tongue washing over the whole of your sex, cupping, holding, then sliding upwards. Her nose trails past, replaced by inch after inch of tongue, intensely sharp, rough, to the very end as she whimpers. Several jets from the pole in the distance spray across your front, a little across your face, and in large across the hyena as well..
Kehari has those two liters of ultra-pure nectar secreted away, hidden deep in the pool of imilexene in her lab, something only you will find and only if you pluck the knowledge from her mind. Even then, only she can manipulate the rubbery fluid to retrieve it; at least, you haven't figured out how to do it quite yet... She does have plans to harvest more from sabina, and that idea is much easier for you to discern as you're linked with her now, as she thinks about that very thing, shuddering while the image of drowning in nectar slowly fades from her mind. Her thighs tense to either side of you as she tries to hook her legs around your shoulders, tries to draw you deeper into her, a long cry of need escaping her throat as musky flesh trembles around your muzzle, so desperate, so close.
[OOC] Kehari has about 30 minutes...
Lysette of course, generally assumes you don't really keep anything from her, she was aware before that you had teased her for and collected her honey to possibly sell in bottom or the like.. Mmh, but she never pried about the details, and she left you alone while you worked at a distance, and let you do your thing with what you collected after we got sabina home, so might not know where they are.. But the thought of forgoing bottom and using them instead on you.. well, it had touched her. And she might just touch on it again.. Could it possible be more pure than what she had tasted today, she wonders?.. She shivers, but only lets wisps of her thoughts and desire trail through the air to you. Her fingers knead at your inner thighs, her tongue lulling in after, parting you deeply.. Images come slowly, but there's thoughts that reconstruct easily on your head.. peircings, metal along your sex, on your nipples like Sabina has, things that can be grasped, tied in on.. the thoughts touch instead of the honey, but its still there, its unescapable as it wisps through the air, and through her mind, and through the link. For a moment she wishes she could drink it from you, from where she now laps, or otherwise, even, and see you squirm like sabina, always compared to sabina, such a happy kitty she is for all that's happened to her. Her nose slides and grinds and rubs on your clit as her hands curl under your legs and force them up. She holds your hips to the ceiling as she bobs and grinds her muzzle up to you, needful in her thoughts, as you're needful in your own, all ground on by physical addictions..
Kehari sobs and pants with desire, squirms turned to struggles as she tries to grind herself on the end of your muzzle, strung up on cables and pinned by your hands, a helpless thing at your mercy. She tastes those errant thoughts, knowing the answers to your questions and begins to try to plan, plan to keep the potency from you, plan to bring you along with her, plans that are dropped when the next series of images roll through her mind, images that make her mewl and beg shaky words of need and lust, barely heard over the noise of the showers.
Lysette only barely touches on your thoughts, knowing them, knowing some of them as her own, feeling the frustrations she can answer, she can touch on.. The thought passes through, we can overcome anything, everything.. Her arms rest snug under your thighs, the thought that maybe next time she'll let you do the same thing as she's doing to you, that she'll give you the privilege, pass through your mind thanks to her.. Her tongue lulls, curled, cupped up against your clit, holding you open and apart. The hiss of the showers grow, pushing you down at your back but releasing elsewhere, drawing you taut simply, bending you further in place, promising release from the press when and if you peak, promising her arms, her protection, everything, freedom within her grasp just to feel you peak against her, around the thick tongue which passes through your utterly cleaned sex so deeply..
Kehari wants few things more than to have the opportunity to serve and service you and she relaxes in her bonds at the thought even as her legs begin to tremble, then shake, back arching even more as her sex clamps and squirms around your tongue as her climax finally hits. The vixen shouts out, sending droplets flying as she tosses her head about, even swinging a little from her hanging points in the ceiling...
[OOC] Kehari is turning into a pumpkin. Time for her to gooooo...
[OOC] Lysette's already ahead of you.. x_x
[OOC] Lysette says, "My head hurts way much.. @_2"
[OOC] Kehari eeeks and hugs! "Let's wrap it up and get to bed then." :)
[OOC] Lysette says, "I think we can call it wrapped, really..!"
[OOC] Lysette says, "I might just leave you there.. or maybe not, we'll see in the morning.. ;>"
[OOC] Kehari eeks and giggles and nods. :>
[OOC] Lysette says, "It might depend on if Sabina is on or not.. ;>"
[OOC] Kehari nodnods. "OK, I'm off to bed then, and you go too!"
[OOC] Lysette says, "Alright, going to! See you in the morning! <3"