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sabina snaps awake with a shudder and whimper, tensing sharply against the extreme bondage. Toned legs flexing uselessly, straining against the rubber strap. Thigh muscles clenching, pressing outwards against the chromed steel helplessly, moaning loudly as reality slowly comes flooding back in.
Kehari giggles and finally unfastens the leash from sabina's collar. "We probably don't need this anymore do we? I think we've taken care of you wandering off very nicely..."
sabina trembles, nodding a tiny bit, the strap snubbing the gesture short. "Yes Mistress..." Little round bottom clenching, tail giving a little flick in mid air. "Pretty sure i am not going anywhere."
Lysette drifts over, her eyes looking a little odd for a moment, a twinge of extra colour, but it disappears slowly into the violet she's worn for a while, her black muzzle illuminated again. She sighs pleasantly as she comes behind Kehari and sabina, a hand for each shoulder.. "I think things are falling into order nicely enough.. Now, none of us have managed to go long without getting dirty.. but, I think we should make as concerted effort at a shower.."
sabina quivers very slightly at the touch, brow furrowing a little. "i am guessing Mistress will float me there? And You will let me see it too?" Voice soft, every breath a bit of a struggle in the extreme position, lungs aching softly with the effort.
Lysette smiles slowly, pleasantly, the images bristling through slowly. A view down a purple twinged black muzzle, sabina below, the rise of her chest, a twinge of metal bonding here and there at this angle. She reaches over from Kehari carefully, and her view dips down until her muzzle rests over sabina's shoulder, and she looks up at the girl's face.. "Of course.." she whispers. Her arms curl around, and as per her effects, she *breaks* sabina's gravity, the pair slowly drifting off the ground. It makes it, for a time, much easier for sabina to breathe.
Kehari murrs, "Of course I'll let you see it, I'm very proud of it!..." The vixen hops from the bed's anti-grav field and drops to her feet, smiling up at Lysette and holding her hand out to her.
sabina squeaks, shivering at the flood of visuals giggling softly. "It's so strange to see yourself through someone else's eyes Mistress. Well, to see anything at all anymore, but then to see yourself. i feel it when you touch me, but it looks like me touching me." Giggling again, squirming a little, testing the bounds. Purring softly with each shallow exhale.
Lysette's bright violet eyes do literally project light, and they highlight sabina's curves as a hand first drifts over the horison of a breast.. then reaches out to Kehari's, taking it. She grins warmly.. "You're such a wonderful showoff, my viqsin.." she trails, and grins softly, her eyes half tired for a moment, but.. she closes, and she smiles. "Its quite an experience, you're right sabina.. I've stolen a few good shots from Kehari's point of view, a number of times.." she murmurs, and grins..
sabina swallows softly, mewing in anticipation of the touch, that is teasingly denied. Shivering against the bondage softly and moaning. Slim hips arching against the gleaming chromed rubber of the belt. Trying somehow to grind against it.
Kehari's fingers close over the hyena's and she chuckles, amused. "You've been eavesdropping on my visual cortex? For shame!" She only grins wider though, firmly taking Lysette's hand and heading for the bathhouse...
Lysette pulls herself, and sabina forward, laughing warmly.. "Oh, my dear vixen.. I've never abused anything you've not alerted me to.. Though, I certainly *could*, by what we have of each other, and even morally, with my position.." she chuffs. Her teeth come to nip black vixen cheekfur from behind..
sabina floats along, tugged behind as easily as a childs helium balloon. Head tilted slightly, watching Kehari from Mistress Lysette's eyes. Squirming idly against the
Kehari murrs and sighs, grinning and tugging lightly against Lysette's teeth. "As always, love, as always..."
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 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'.
sabina has arrived. Kehari enters, with Lysette and sabina walking along next to her.
Lysette's teeth catch on the collar along the way, using it as a second point so she doesn't have to simply hold hand to hand, but be both led and to hold her a bit leashed.. ~Better than never ever before, always always forward sighted..~
sabina purrs softly, little slit clenching around the thick head of the dildo for a moment. A frustrated mew escaping soft parted lips. "Mistress.... what is the fascination with forward? You say it alot, and it makes me curious."
Kehari steps in and lets the door slide shut behind us, looking around slowly and sending the feed to sabina's mind. She could answer the question, but it was directed at Lysette...
Lysette's jaw lifts from Kehari's collar, and softly she coos through the moist air.. "A while back, I told Kehari that in my arms, we could go forward into *anything*, and we'd never have to fear. She is safe with me.. She is truly safe with me, everything about her. She's been in danger before, she could be very dangerous.. She touched on being a Toy inadvertently once. But she couldn't accept it, because she has things inside of her she has to keep safe, and as a toy, anyone could do anything to her.. But it left her broken up for a little while. In that time, I collared her, and brought her to safty, let her experience what touched her, and broke her for a while.. In me, there's nothing to hide.. I offer every possibility, together, the future is ours, anything is ours, everything, if we just keep stepping forward without hiding and fearing.." she sighs softly, smiling slowly.. "So we agreed.. We would continue forward, with everything in life, safe from the static hold of fear, where our limitations were only the ones we wanted for each other, the ones *we* wanted to play in, not the ones the world would try to impose on us. I've lived like this a long time, and I've let her taste it, given it to her, too.."
sabina nods slowly, a tiny stretching of the strap, head pulled back quickly into its position. "i see Mistress. It's strange, i am seeing two views of this room, and they are, different colors? It's a little confusing." Whispering softly, trying to digest what Mistress said, brow furrowed, soft lips pursed in thought.
Kehari slowly walks over towards the pillar near the edge of the pool. "I'm sorry, I'm probably interfering with Lysette's feed..." She stops her own broadcast and looks into the pool, hands folded behind her back, quiet and thoughtful.
Lysette's eyes flicker lightly. The room shows up in a heat scale for a moment.. Then, ultraviolet, then a weird set of fields.. "My eyes are replaced, dear.. They've not seen quite like regular eyes since the first time I modified them. These ones are totally electronic, though.. my old ones had real problems.."
sabina giggles, twisting a little, turning over to float upside down. "That's better, GAH! What's that? Everything is.... wierd... Hey who turned me upside down?" Scowling cutely as Lysette's gaze reveals my predicament. "i don't feel upside down?"
Lysette grins happily.. "Of course not. I've broken you off the plain of gravity, sabina. I can break anything that weighs less than me from gravity. I weigh more than I look! I'm filled with metal bits!" she grins brokenly. She glances over to Kehari, considering.. "I think we should christen the pole, dear.."
sabina shivers twisting a little and trying to turn over in mid air. "Could someone right me please, it's disconcerting to see myself at odds with vertical somehow." Tail giving wild little flicks, trying to use it's inertia somehow.
Kehari turns back to Lysette, grinning over her shoulder. "The pole in the pool?" she asks with a swish of her tail.
Lysette of course, remains *on* sabina.. "I could right you." she considers. "Or I could drop you, dear.. The moment I let go of you, you have made friends once more with gravity, so don't squirm too far.."
sabina freezes and whimpers softly, the idea of dropping in this position not so appealing perhaps. Tail caressing Lysette's thigh and bottom softly. "Yes Mistress, i will be still." Whispering softly, following Her gaze to the pole.
Lysette laughs warmly, and gestures.. With a moment's linking to the computers, the pole begins to rise from the tub at the center.. To which she grapples over easily.. "Dear, you designed this place, you know what I mean.."
Kehari giggles and hops into the warm water, sending a little wave towards the other side as she sits down on the shallow side, the water coming up over her shoulders. "Just checking..."
sabina whimpers softly. "How... will i stay above water Mistress?" Left eyebrow arched, seeing how high it comes on Kehari standing.
sabina swallows softly and mews. Shuddering as the hand wanders to the belt, tensing slightly in anticipation of what it might trigger. Heart racing, swollen breasts jiggling slightly, so severely thrust forward, with every tremor and shakey breath.
Lysette considers, grinning a little to the pout as she looks behind her to Kehari.. "Dear, you're *awfully* cocky today.." she murmurs.. "Perhaps I should teach you a bit of proper address, attitude, and etiquette later.." she trails.. She turns to sabina, slowly blowing over her muzzle, her breath ozone sweet as she grins.. "Well, I'll just keep that in mind then, dear.." she chuffs, sliding down a bit.. "Kehari, tie her in, ankles.." she continues, as she curls a hand against the girl's belt, sliding slowly along back to where a ring lays..
Kehari simply grins at the implied threat, taking sabina down into the pool and guiding her towards the pole in the center "Yes'm," she murmurs, smiling grimly at the catgirl as she nudges her back against the pole, instantiating a smooth rubber strap and running it around sabina's waist and through one of the holes in the pole to keep her head above the water, but little else.
sabina gasps softly, shaking helplessly, little ass and back pressed to the pole tightly. Mewing loudly at the increase in the tension, little body adapting well enough though. Sinking into the warm water, purring loudly as it caresses the sleek latex flesh. Head barely above the pristine surface of it.
Lysette similarly straps the belt, and all that it attaches to, right onto a ring, a little elastic for a bit of tug, but ultimately it holds the girl neatly in place. She raises a brow at Kehari, the pole slowly lowering, dipping the catgirl in bit by bit. When she's about midway down, she releases sabina, letting the jolt of gravity touch her, half catch her, tug everything in place suddenly, though it could have been worse if she had her higher. She dips right down to her black vixen after, curling her hand around her collar as she dips her muzzle right up to her ear.. "I see.." she whispers. "You'll get to go on the pole, too, then, since you seem so intent, opposite of your fellow pet.." she grins slowly..
sabina shivers softly as gravity begins to grow, mewing softly at the increasing strain as it's pull fights the bouancy of being mostly submerged. Breathing coming a little faster, more raggedly. Purring loudly and squirming just to feel the water move. Moaning softly, little spread slit being teased by every little ripple of water that tickles it.
Kehari sighs out a soft growl and smiles up at Lysette, keeping her eyes locked on the hyena as she turns once sabina is secured to the pole, backing up against it. She can feel the smooth latex (rubber) of sabina's tender flesh against her backside, against her hands where they move to either side and behind, waiting...
sabina purrs louder at Kehari's touch, pressing a little more firmly against the pole to touch her. Tail slipping around under the water, caressing against the side of her right leg softly.
Lysette watches, listens to the growl, the unseen frown behind the smile, and leans in slowly after.. "Is there something you want to say to me, pet?" she whispers, her words a soft caress across the lips before her, her eyes slowly twinged with blue among the violet as one hand rises the cup just over the front of Kehari's collar, thumb stroking the tag. Rings and cuffs from the previous night are soon back, starting with the collar from behind, which is then soon hooked on the ring parallel to sabina's head.
Kehari sighs softly and smiles, leaning forward that tiny distance to brush lips over lips before the clip snaps on and tugs her head back against the pole. "No ma'am," she murmurs, low and quiet, still wearing that enigmatic smile as she watches Lysette's face, neck arched slightly against its bondage.
sabina mews softly, still watching Kehari through Mistress Lysette's eyes, head tilted slightly. "Mistress Kehari has very lovely fur..." Tail tip dragging along her slit in a blatant tease.
Lysette's lips curl in a faint grin as she give a warm tug on the bondage. "You have nothing you want to say to me? Why don't you tell me what you don't want to say, anyhow?" she whispers, her nose touching Kehari's for a moment, then dipping back. Regardless, she continues, drawing the black vixen's hands down, behind the pole to the other side. They're cuffed together, then the cuffs go right to sabina's belt.. "She does.. She's nearly perfect.." she whispers in response to the cat girl's comment. A soft tug for tautness, which pulls sabina's snug belt a bit, and she dips down, hooking cuffs under the water around Kehari's ankles as she looks up to her with her oddly twinged eyes.
sabina shivers softly, gasping at the tugging on the belt. Even such small movements make the endless teasing and denial worse. Tensing sharply and straining against the straps, legs bent back so sharply by the position. Quivering and moaning loudly, stirring the water with the tiny helpless struggles.
Kehari lets the bondage progress as Lysette directs it. She'd be foolish to do otherwise. She's enjoying it thoroughly, basking in the love and attention of both hyena and catgirl, the way Lysette takes loving care as she binds her, the way sabina teases her with her tail, the words of praise and admiration. For a moment she considers making something up, saying something she thinks Lysette wants to hear... and decides against it. "Magnets are made of opposing forces," she murmurs softly, "two opposites that attract to make a whole. But even magnets can change direction when they come under the influence of a stronger one..."
Lysette really is quite careful with the way she does things. Her expressions have only time to time shown concern.. not really frustration, but a bit of a grin at the oddness before her.. "My dear, sweet vixen.." she whispers, pulling the leg cuffs close as the pillar lowers, slowly, until there's really nothing but either girl's head left above. Her hands come to rest on the black vixen's shoulders.. "Do you think *I* follow the laws of physics, of all people? If you want to toy with people, you always have sabina.. but noone has *ever* broken my polarity.. I don't work on the same plain of social structure as most people.." she chuffs warmly, her smile genuinely warm for a moment.. "You will always be my beta.. Do you really want to lose all the freedoms you've gained on a whim, and find yourself with noone accountable to, noone's grasp to rest comfortably in, again? There's only me, Kehari.. I'm the only one.." She whistles softly.. "sabina? Fuck her." she chuffs, abruptly.
sabina sinks slowly, mewing and purring as the very warm water engulfs us both. Listening, but not really understanding what this all means, brow furrowed slightly, filing it away for later. Arching slightly to tug against Kehari's cuffed hands, not able to move much however. Instantly after Mistress's command the thick cock sinks into Kehari, gasping softly and mewing at the sensation of it.
Kehari is opening her mouth to speak again when the thick black cock slides into her, whatever she was about to say cut off by the low groan of pleasure as she's filled full. "Nature... always... runs in cycles..." she pants, arms straining against sabina's belt as that tail begins to work in and out in long firm strokes. "Wax and wane... What comes... (she chuckles breathily at the pun) will come again... in its own time... Always forward..." All the while, she smiles that Mona Lisa smile at Lysette, happy and knowing. Whatever's gotten into her, she's awfully damned enigmatic all of a sudden...
Lysette growls quietly, grinning, her eyes a stark, deep blue by the end, her hands slipping down to curve just under Kehari's breasts.. "Then, your days will be harsh, because I violate nature brutally, repeatedly, its my very purpose in life.." she continues, her fingers curling just under.. "I've failed you, I've let you doubt me it seems.. by the time I'm done with you, I promise you, you'll cry and beg to be able to say that you would *never* consider me anything but your Alpha.." she whispers.. A hand rises in the air and fabric whips from it, the girl reaching up to tie it around Kehari's eyes, her muzzle once more an inch from hers as her breath lulls warmly.. "What good a master would I be if I let you fall from my chain which I promised would always be there?" she continues, the fabric tight, thick, black.. Her vision flickers on in Kehari's head, replacing it entirely, not even the black of her own left, just the hyena's blue glazed muzzle, and Kehari's face.. "I'm here to remind you that I can deny you *everything..* she whispers, sweetly.. "And I can give you everything, too.." she trails. She drifts around to sabina, smiling slowly to her.. "Don't mind me, sabina.. Fuck her good for me, will you?.." she whispers, the cat girl's face illuminated, then.. her chest, her muzzle twinged lightly in a grin.
sabina thrusts the tail into Kehari, smooth, slow, even paced. Tail stirring the water with each thrust, the rubbery cock flexing slightly inside her. Mewing softly, left eyebrow arched, kitten ears perked. Curious at the apparent conflict, biting my lower lip softly, hoping it is not serious.
Kehari's surprised expression blinks up at Lysette just as the blindfold covers her eyes, that one gesture taking the fire right out of her, turning her from assured upstart to uncertain submissive with the sweep of a strip of cloth. Mouth agape, she pants as she's thoroughly fucked, a quiet needy moan turning to a whimper turning to a strangled cry as she sees herself/Lysette zero in on one of sabina's full breasts, tongue lolling out for a taste she won't be getting tonight. "No," she says in a horrified whisper. "Oh gods no, please, don't tease me like this, please..."
Lysette dips up a moment, as Kehari speaks, her lips touching sabina's, her eyes trailing across the cat girl's face.. And, over the connection, there's a twinge, a twinge of horrifying sensation for Kehari to feel.. lips, touching lips, the sensation is projected, and all that it implies.. The hyena slips a hand along Sabina's front, taking one nipple, giving it a warm flick, never actually touching the nipple itself, just the stud in it.. Same with the other nipple, but by then, there's something more distracting.. Below the water, the swirling water which can touch past sabina's chastity guards and tease her, ever so indirectly still, she taps her fingers slowly against the tip of the dildo and its tract, promising to press into the girl, teasing..
sabina gasps and tries to press forward for a kiss, the teasing caress of her mouth, tongue darting out eagerly. Quivering softly, tail thrusting a bit faster, breathing ragged as Her hand slides lower. Nipples stiffened to aching nubs, so sensitive and tight. Whimpering loudly and moaning with each tap on the dildo, little slit clenching around the warm, all too giving water. Tail thrusting faster still, hearing Kehari's pleas and misinterpreting them completely.
Kehari grunts and sobs, straining against the pole, tugging harshly on sabina's belt as she thrashes, trying to touch what she can only experience second-hand, robbed of her senses and her freedom. The taildildo's action only drives her crazy faster, burning need making her helplessness so much sharper, tongue lolling out, trying to reach a nipple that isn't there. "...please..." she whimpers...
Lysette's kiss on the catgirl doesn't last too long, but by the end of it, Kehari can feel Lysette's tongue like her own, dipping into sabina's muzzle, bristling with the pure analog rather than digital she's broadcasting for the increased bandwidth the sensation requires. The catgirl's blue lit face slowly recedes, though, the feel of coolness replacing the heat of tongue as a breath is drawn in through her mouth, and similarly, Kehari's, just her mouth, nothing else. The images appear blurry a moment, but with a soft blink, she looks down again, sabina's chest once more in view as the bound feline squirms in in the grasp of the pole. Behind the both of you, jets of water start, low on both back, pushing out your respective hips.. ... but its a tug of war, as Kehari's arms are locked in with sabina's belt. Below, her fingers rub, lull against the end of the dildo, letting the rounded tip part the girl further, letting the water flood into her, promising, oh, it would be so easy for just a *real* touch to bring her to climax, wouldn't it? "Please?.. You can do better than that, toy.. But you'll get just what you want.." she whispers. Her muzzle dips down, latches on sabina's nipple, and with teeth against her, she draws.. The moment that the honey hits, Kehari can taste it, sweeter than it was before, thicker, made moreso by the day of teasing.. but, there's not a thing there for her to swallow.
sabina mews loudly, suckling on the tongue softly, moaning in arousal as She pulls away. Shuddering and gasping in surprise as the water jets start, tickling over my spread little cunt mercilessly. Moaning loudly as She lowers down, nipple engulfed in the warm suckling mouth. Arching helplessly, straining against the straps as that sweet unbearable ache begins. The honey welling and spurting forth into her mouth, already more potent from the intense teasing and binding.
Kehari comes pretty much unglued when Lysette finally starts nursing, her own mouth opening and closing, tongue working at a nipple that isn't there, tasting what Lysette tastes but getting nothing from it, nothing but the knowledge that she can't have any. The dildo, the water jets, they all affect her body, but her mind is focused on that thick sweet nectar, tasting potency but experiencing none of it. She begins sobbing and crying out and trembling and heaving against her bonds, desperate to get what she can't have. "NO! No, gods, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lysette, ma'am, mistress, please forgive me, forgive me, you're my star, my only star, my guide for life, lift me, carry me, I'm yours, always yours, please, mercy, mercy..."
Lysette's body shudders as the nectar touches her, or maybe its just her perception.. She swallows, the effects on her touching before she really even ingests any of it, just.. the anticipation that's grown in her the past few days is enough now. She swallows, deeply, thickly, the action drawing a tightening against the nipple as her free hand begins to stroke, knead under the breast she takes half under the water. Thick spurts, jets, lulling, the vision blurring, her eyes closed.. And for a moment, pictures of the past, of glances to Kehari suckling, adoring, worshipping sabina even as she pinned her down and abused her. She knows what the vixen wants, because she wants it too.. she *knows*, she knew before, and its all that matters, none of the questions around it, they shouldn't at least. The hand below cups over the plate, her palm pushing in sabina's dildo completely.. The taste grows stronger, sharper.. then, a sudden void.. just the swallowing, the motion that would bring satisfaction, the intensity of the flavour giving way to the harsh reality that Kehari is getting nothing but fucked, and that tail dildo is working quite hard surely.. Lysette's mercy comes, but from one harsh sensation to the next, it seems.
sabina squeals, gasping and stammering softly, clenching as the dildo is pressed deeper. Hips barely able to move at all, pulling against Kehari's frantic struggles. Sobbing and moaning loudly, nipple burning, throbbing unbearably as the thick nectar is nursed free. Mewing louder as Her fingers knead and torment my aching breast. Tail thrusting with a desparate pace now, venting the terribly need into that sensation, fucking Kehari at an inhuman pace.
Kehari's babbling gives way to an animalistic howl, leaning out from the pole as far as she can, sobbing her way through her climax. Her body tenses and thrashes in passion and need, trying to get free, shaking the pole in its mount until she's finally spent and she sags against the metal pole, sobbing softly and murmuring, promising obedience in body and heart, tears wetting the fabric of her blindfold.
Lysette's muzzle falls from sabina's breast, her eyes drawing back into focus as she hears the howl of climax, blurry, then focused again, slowly.. She leans forward, and *kisses* sabina once, softly, easily, her hand giving her sex a slow push, her fingers sliding from the dildo after, which slowly slides out from her squirming. Sabina alone gets the words through dataspace projected to her.. ~Good girl.. very good girl.. Breathe, pant for a few moments, for me..~ She slips around slowly after, even as Kehari sobs and cries.. She reaches up, grasping her collar, grasping her hair.. She pushes her back, and for a moment, she can see her own face, her own tears, the pitiful expression which lingers on her.. The hyena dips her muzzle forward, kissing the black vixen suddenly, deeply, her tongue lulling, forced in, the sensations off, hers alone now as rough tongue offers a taste, its sand paper surface covered in thick honey, as Lysette is the one to offer Kehari *everything* in this moment. Her eyes close, blackness and two bodies, and all that they offer each other is all that exists for the pair..
Kehari utters a little strangled groan when she sees herself, quite unprepared for the hyena's sudden kiss and all the more thankful for it. She tastes Lysette, tongue greedily slithering over the rougher tongue of the hyena, scouring it for that wonderful nectar, sobs of despair turning to sobs of thanks, carried and cared for by Lysette, just as she promised.
Lysette lets the vixen clean her muzzle out quietly, her eyes remaining closed as her tongue wisps, touches, offers everything, offers all she needs.. Then, there is no more but that taste, her lips sliding from Kehari's.. "You get to rest here tonight, to remind yourself.. burn it into your memory what its like to be alone again, Kehari.. You can take comfort.. and know I'll be doing the same. And when the morning comes, if you have it in you to ask me, and give yourself to me, you'll never have to have a night like this again, if I can help it.." she almost growls at the end with emotion, her eyes opening slowly, but the images no longer coming across. She slips around to undo sabina as exaustion and sleep set in, and she brings the poor bound girl somewhere relatively more comfy. She likely will not actually sleep tonight, but Kehari is much worse off, physically, than her after this.
sabina whimpers softly as the straps loosen, sinking into the water alarmingly for a moment, then scooped into Lysette's arms. Purring softly and nuzzling Her, soft lips caressing the side of Her face gently. "We are leaving her here in the tub Mistress?"
Lysette grapples quietly up with sabina, her artificial eyes looking misty, watery, an almost black blue as she smiles with a little tremble to sabina.. "We both need this.." she whispers only to her, as she leans into the kiss, and wetly drifts through the air to the exit and beyond.
sabina nods slightly, tugging against the strap just a little. Trembling in Lysette's arms, floating slowly through the air. Tail slipping free of Kehari at the last possible moment. Skin glistening and dripping water on the floor.
Kehari just hangs on the pole, limp, spent and exhausted. What she thought started out as a sure bit of ominous teasing took a decided turn on her, and any thoughts she may have entertained are gone, her mind emptied of any pretense now that she's been shown her place again, and shown rather well. "Yes ma'am," is all she can say in a hoarse whisper, voice as tired as the rest of her, head dipping until it just hangs above the water's surface.
Lysette's never encountered such a thing in her pet before.. but, perhaps now that the reality is laid out more clearly, such teasing can come and not need to be challenged, as everything will be in perfect order. It was evident that the teasing, at least to her, didn't come with a background of respect for the hyena.. afterall, its been so easy, hasn't it? The implied threat was always there.. if she did not act, the implied threat would have been bull. But, all this is going to come pouring out, through her mind, all night long, hundreds of justifications, worries, thoughts.. She holds sabina tight, and retreats to her bed, for a long, long night.
sabina nuzzles Mistress Lysette softly, purring and trembling as we float away. "Goodnight Mistress Kehari..." Calling out softly before leaving the room. Tail coiled around Mistress Lysette's thigh tightly, nuzzling Her throat gently, breasts pressed against Her side.
Kehari doesn't reply to sabina's farewell, she just gives a quiet little sob and hangs there, floating on the pole.
Lysette in the next room over, kisses sabina softly, her eyes closed.. "She'll be better.. she will be.. I've never had to do that to her before, sabina.. I.. I.." she wants to say she doesn't know what's gotten into her. She can't. She simply holds the girl for a while.. "It'll be okay, please don't worry.." Perhaps its more for herself.
Lysette wanders the desolate graffiti filled station for Upwarp, Zeta Sector. Her grapple sends her drifting through the forever night time sky, the world visible under her deep blue eyes and the twin moons of Upwarp. The sector for miscreants is empty except for her and the gentle breeze.
Quietly she sings to herself, her eyes distant and dim.
"Soap and water..
hang my heart on the line..
scour it down in a wind of sand,
bleach it clean to a vinegar shine.."
Memories cross the hyena's mind. Half a billion years have passed since the reality she was formed in was torn apart, but the days are still so clear.
A young girl with sharp green eyes, dressed in perfect white. She runs along the pavement, along side a red brick building, lines of the slowly decaying stone having made beautiful pathways in the solid black below her clipping shoes.
A drawing, childish, but with some skill nevertheless. A hand, out stretched, opened at the wrist, a dozen metal wires to move the fingers. A happy laughing face with bright eyes, and fur the colour of silver, or so the silver crayons at least made it look. She showed that drawing to the class. She entered it in the art show. She gave them her dreams.
The girl walks along, looking down and following the patterns on the ground. The class snickered. Some were really quiet. What had she done wrong? She entered her drawing in the monthly contest, but it didn't get chosen. She thinks it was really good, how could her dreams not be good? She got a few comments, and she didn't understand.. what was wrong with it again? They couldn't tell her, not at that age, and nor did she know, and the teachers said nothing, and looked the other way.
A grunt, and she looks up, out to the shadow she casts on the wall. The image goes blurry, a surge of red, a sharp pain, and she doubles over onto her knees, an arm around to her back, her hand spread across the searing pain. She watches a rubber ball bounce off as she hears the scattering footsteps of a few more agile kids. She doesn't turn to look at them.
"Daddy's a dark riddle..
Mama's a handful of thorns..
You are my little kite,
caught up again in the household storms.."
A young woman with grease covered hands closes the hood of a car. Her metal claws click against it as she smiles at the vague reflection of herself in faded red paint. The last bits of digital electronics have been removed from the car, quite contrary to anything else in her life. Its a completely analog vehicle, which is all it needs to be.
The hyena is digital, she's all the control her car really needs. She slips into the driver's seat and looks to round chrome gauges. The door to the house opens, and she looks back for a moment, but she starts the engine anyhow...
She thinks back. A month ago, interviews.. a week ago, a letter.
"Dear Miss Lysette Baden Mitza,
We regret to inform you that you've not been accepted to Metz University.."
Every place told her that her grades were fine, if unspectacular in some areas. But she didn't participate in a single extra curricular activity, she didn't have any letters of recommendation. She never participated, she just did what she needed to do, and focused on what she wanted to, whatever was required for her to continue on forward.
A shout from afar, and a growl from her, her fingers grip the steering wheel, and with a sudden jolt, the tires squeal, and she drifts off into the morning light, away from everything, off to find her own path. Her eyes focus, and bits of green text cross her vision, little lines and vectors superimpose across the world. This time, she doesn't pass the signs for the Army Space Corps..
"Daddy's a dark riddle..
Mama's a headful of bees..
You are my little kite,
carried away in the wayward breeze.."
A yellow star turns red, and blisters out into the horizon. Its ludicrously beautiful, horrendously spectacular. Captain Lysette Baden Mitza, Bioengineering, Medic, stripes and stars and pointless decoration on a olive green space suit. As much as she's been told not to look at the sun, its okay now. It doesn't matter anymore. The blue planet below turns red in large swaths as internal forces break it apart, no longer held back.
None of it ever mattered. She doesn't even bother to grapple back down onto the planetoid. She got to do what she had wanted, ultimately. She perhaps stepped closer than any one person to being something other than just a 'man', so to speak. She gave up everyone else, she went a million miles away, she wanted to start everything anew, abandon it all and just ride the waves and direct herself among them rather than fight to stay in one place and drown herself.
The waves of red and yellow grow closer, and the green interposing her vision disappears in a haze of static. Her arms quietly open, and embrace oblivion, those last threads perhaps severed years ago. She only has herself to mourn for, though it doesn't matter - in moments, there will be no one. Her reality will have come true.
The hyena drifts slowly in from the station, quietly singing a song only for herself. But she projects, regardless. She doesn't stop it, but she stopped being aware of it. Her dreams touch Kehari, the first person she's ever really touched besides herself.
~I'm not a bad person... I don't hurt others myself... sabina was happy to have that happen to her.. She was gleeful, even as she sobbed.. she loved it, when I bound her.. when I let her fall into this torture.. Its okay to.. she'll cry, but its okay.. We need this.. That's all there really is to it..~
She glides back towards home, quiet grapples, slow drifting.
~I have to keep my grip on things.. I have it.. I know what she needs, I know what I need.. Was it that, that brought her to question what we had?.. Look forward.. but, what if it doesn't include what I need now? I need my vixen.. as much as I need.. what my vixen needs.. Its okay, its okay.. We *have* what we need, right in our grasp. I'll make sure we do.. I'll make sure it gets better, regardless.. and I'll make sure I'm the one who controls it.. so she doesn't have to think that it controls her.. No, I control it.. I control everything, anything! Or at least, it doesn't control me.. And for her, I control, so she can be as free as I am.. It will all be okay, it will just be a part of everything else, nothing more..~
Thoughts bleed through the air as she slumps finally against the amber field, a soft shiver trailing through her. She licks sticky fingers quietly, and rests awake, her thoughts drifting endlessly..
The bathhouse is quiet, empty save for a blindfolded vixen floating in the pool, tethered to the pole in its center just at the point of buoyancy. Kehari simply breathes, simply exists for a time, feeling little in the bodywarm water beyond her bonds when null currents move her against them. A droplet of water gathers itself on the end of her nose, hanging for a moment and tickling that sensitive spot before dropping into the water, the sensation of its fall, the plink of water hitting water, the ripples expanding across the glass-smooth surface all serving to rouse her mind once more...
How did it come to this? Why did she do that? She had the answers, she couldn't not have them. Automatically she calls up sociovector displays, zeroes on herself and Lysette, two vectors linked but divergent, half-apart in n-dimensional socialspace. Another thought and they start moving, the mental displays showing deltas over hours, days, weeks as she thinks back...
Had she actually been about to throw it all away like that? She had found everything she ever wanted in Lysette, but suddenly she didn't need it anymore? One of the tenets of socioengineering is that desire is driven by need...
[ Atasal: An angry black vixen listening to a dispassionate report given by a dispassionate scientist. "...In addition, there's evidence of infiltration beyond the tertiary boundaries, particularly here along the L1 through L3 cognizance lobes. You can see on this film where interlacing has already begun..." *flash* An angry black vixen, arguing for her very self. "You can't just leave me like this!" A stony reply. "The Institute is not responsible for your failure to follow procedure, Miss Blaine. We are washing our hands of this matter. Good luck." *flash* Watching herself walk to the digitizer lab, the sudden blinding flash of the targetting laser... ]
The vector movie rewinds to that fateful day in the Park. A tiny dot moving in from outside the Mess, resolving into an ancient space suit that suddenly starts moving, that gets caught at the top of the Cube Tree. Lysette's vector is created.
How often does someone literally fall out of the sky and into your life?
[ Puzzle Park: An instantiation, a tumble and roll, a disoriented black vixen gets to her feet, eyes wide with wonder. ]
The odd gravity-challenged hyena had literally followed her home that night, home to the promise of a secure place to sleep for the night, a base where she might be able to explore the Mess from, just a helping hand for a fellow Outboxer. What transpired was something entirely different. Lysette's vector and Kehari's vector draw close, begin to align.
[ Secundus: Floating in the amberfield with the hyena, held secure in her arms, then a kiss, then more, promises made between two souls. ]
Kehari had desired someone strong to guide and protect her, driven by a need to shed some of the awesome responsibility of safeguarding the Song. Lysette had desired to have a companion, driven by a need to connect with someone who could understand her and accept her for what she was. A moment of weakness ("You'd think you'd have learned!" a tiny voice chirps in her head) begets a moment of opportunity begets a moment of true love and trust. N-dimensional vectors overlap, become entwined and dependent.
[ The Museum: Floating high over Untitled's display, literally and figuratively, under the appreciative gaze of the glassdog. A sound of instantiation, smoothness around her neck, safety, security, arrived at last. ]
More promises, more experiences, she watches the complex interaction as forces exert themselves on those two vectors, each moving ever closer towards the other, then suddenly beginning to waver, then separate. She stops, complex algorithms moving back sample by sample, frame by frame, searching for the exact moment of divergence.
[ The depths of the Ovon: Prowling, searching, exploring, finding a writhing bundle of black latex. Playing, teasing, a drop falls. A sniff, a taste. A bargain is made. ]
Kehari begins to sob softly, her blindfold unable to hide what her dataself dutifully displays to her mind's eye. The Neke nectar, there can be no doubt. This is what has turned her against her own desires, awakened something deep inside herself and started to use it against her, a new need to override the others. She lacks the data to determine the intent, be it simple coincidence and unfortunate fate that has led her to this point or if some more sinister force placed the nectar and its producing slave there for her to find and bring back, taste and become addicted to. And if she's addicted, then surely Lysette is as well.
Vectors pause in their motion as the movie comes to a stop, splayed apart and frozen with the arrival of the present. She knows now what is causing this. She also knows she can't avoid it. Always forward, never back, philosophy and vector dynamics in perfect alignment. Vectors ultimately only have one direction but they can be turned, influenced and guided. Hope is not yet lost, and that little glimmer of escape swells her heart, hardens her resolve. Neither of them are beyond redemption, but their paths to it may be very different indeed...
[ The depths of the Ovon: A black chitin figure creeps through the corridors. Another bargain struck, dangerous but necessary to descend further, to plant the seeds of revenge and salvation... ]
Flyte emerges from the door in the right wall, which slides noiselessly shut afterwards. Flyte has arrived.
Flyte meeps? She looks suddenly uncertain.
Kehari is floating in the center of the pool, only her blindfolded head visible above the water. She's not moving from where she is, though her ears perk at the sound of the door's travel.
Flyte murmurs, "...Kehari. Am I interrupting some sort of play here?"
Kehari whispers, "Flyte," her voice hushed, half relieved, half disappointed, not moving except to speak. "...No, please make yourself comfortable..."
Flyte murmurs, "...that is likely going to be difficult. You appear to be having some difficulty yourself.."
Lysette has connected.
Flyte murmurs, "...ah, Lysette. Kehari was just telling me I haven't interrupted anything.. but I suspect I'm wrong on that score, yes?"
Kehari's slender tongue wets her lips and her mouth curls... then stops, ears straining.
Lysette's just drifting back in after a long night wandering outside. She stops, her eyes growing wide.. "What.. are you doing here?" she asks, not entirely unpleasant. Simply.. shocked. Lysette quietly cups a hand over a mug, her fingers slowly tapping across it as her grapple retracts.
Kehari murmurs, "I opened the bathhouse to the public, ma'am. I thought it would be a shame for all this to be kept private..." Kehari doesn't move as she talks, quite where Lysette left her last night. Even her head is in the same bowed position, talking to the water.
Flyte murmurs, "...I noted that Kehari was present."
Lysette glances over to Kehari quietly.. "I hadn't bothered to check the notification systems.." she whispers, her claws slowly tapping the cup.. After a moment, she sighs, and smiles again. She's looking weary.. but she grapples over to where Kehari, lifting her hand from the mug.
Flyte murmurs, "System gave me permission to wander in a long time ago and never told me different." Flyte murmurs, "...I feel like I'm intruding on an intimate play."
Lysette nods quietly as she drifts.. "I'm not angry at you Flyte... You're welcomed here. Again, I'm just surprised.."
Kehari hears the grapple fire and swallows. "You're fine, dear flyer," she murmurs, ears swivelling to follow Lysette's path. "You're welcome in my home any time..."
You whisper, "Lysette's words come through dataspace to caress through your mind.. ~How do you feel, dear vixen?..~ Its virtually a kiss without being one." to Kehari.
Flyte murmurs, "I trust you both are alright, though?"
Kehari whispers, "Kehari's reply is warm and immediate. ~Repentant, and worried...~" to you.
Lysette's body half dips in the water, her eyes closing a moment as she sighs out softly, relaxing in the heat. She looks a little frayed. She hasn't been asleep. Flyte's words get as response almost too quickly, "Of course. Everything's alright now."
Flyte pauses. Flyte murmurs, "Now I'm actually worried about both of you."
You whisper, "Lysette's dreams have bled through to you all night long. The finest detail, her *memories*, as if they were your own. Everything, her sight and sound, her singing.." to Kehari.
Kehari's reply is as enigmatic as Lysette's is immediate. "There are layers of effects at work on that answer, Flyte dearest, and I don't know the answer to your question..."
Lysette's muzzle dips over the side of the pole as she degrapples, and carefully, she spins around slowly on it, her hand quietly cupping Kehari's collar. She smiles slowly.. "I'm making sure everything will be okay. Flyte, I got questioned last night for the first time, and I had an answer, so it won't come up again. That's all." she offers, slowly. She brushes a hand under Kehari's muzzle slowly as she leans forward, and leaves a soft kiss on the girl's nose..
Flyte sits down and looks at both of you. "Do either of you need assistance? You're both showing signs of chronic fatigue and possible chemical dependency."
You whisper, "Lysette's datavoice comes back to you.. ~You don't need to be worried, dear pet.. You've never needed to be.. *I* have you... I am safety.. All you need to do is embrace me, I will keep you safe, I'll never leave you, I won't need to remind you of this again..~" to Kehari.
Flyte murmurs, "Questioned. On behaviour..?"
Kehari can't see Flyte sit but can hear her draw closer. She lifts her head at Lysette's guidance and she exhales a soft "thank you" at the hyena's kiss, followed a short moment later by "never again..."
Lysette's ears twinge lightly. At something, the question, questions.. "No, no, we're fine Flyte.." she more or less whispers. She smiles softly down to Kehari.. "Its a long story.. but I had to be true to my ownership last night, or else I could have lost it. I'm not an empty promise.."
Flyte shudders softly. She apparently has a lot of trouble conceptually with this.
Kehari has been thinking about this all night, and she knows exactly what Flyte's getting at. "We are," she murmurs, an answer to several questions that quickly resolves to only one. "But I think we can use that to our advantage..."
You whisper, "Lysette shivers softly, and you can feel it.. The emotions pent up inside of her, taring her apart all night. If Flyte wasn't here, she might have cried. Its noticeable by now that her mug contains.. nectar. Pure and thick, collected very recently.. Its untouched. Her breath mixes with it as her muzzle rests over yours.. ~Good.. good vixen.. good vixen.. Tell what your thoughts were..~ she trails.." to Kehari.
Flyte flickers softly around the field edges, and mist and steam in the room swirl about her, not touching her. "Someone else is involved?"
Lysette chuffs softly, looking back from Kehari for a moment, over to Flyte. "The world is more complex than I like to make it, I'm afraid.."
Flyte murmurs, "It always is. Do you want to talk about it and make the situation expand, potentially? With the implied hope that it would be helpful, obviously."
Kehari murmurs, "A single force can ripple through a complex system in unforeseen ways. Complex systems fail in complex ways..." Kehari's nose twitches and her breath hitches, catches in her throat in a half-sob. "Flyte... I... I think I need to talk to Lysette. I don't know if you can help or not, I need... I need time, Lyssie and I need to talk and think. I'm sorry, can you excuse us? I'll contact you later and let you know, I promise..."
Lysette's arm rests behind Kehari, slowly undoing the cuffs which hold her hands together. She rests the cup up to the vixen's muzzle, and dips it forward just a little bit, to give her a sip, though not blocking her speech as she adds.. "You were unforeseen." she coos, and borrows the words. "So I've had no thoughts on this possibility.. I don't even know where to begin.."
Flyte murmurs, "I will go. Good luck, and perhaps see you soon." Flyte steps out of the room through the door in the right wall, the door sliding noiselessly shut afterwards. Flyte has left.
Lysette whispers through the air, data and voice.. "Oh, the red leaf looks to the hard gray stone.. to each other, they know what they mean. Somewhere, their future is still yet to come.. in ways that are yet as of now.. unforeseen.." Your arms rest free, the cup rests down from your muzzle as she holds it, the nectar inside drawn sweet from the lapse of another night.
Kehari's lips tremble as she feels the mug touch, leaning forward to taste that wonderful richness and gasping when she swallows. "Oh god, Lyssie, this is it, it's so good and it's doing something to us..." Her arms float around to her side as they're freed but she doesn't raise them, simply floating in the pool, still blindfolded.
Lysette hand drifts up, her eyes closing a moment, but her fingers curl up, curl under the blindfold, and smoothly pull it up from behind. Stuffy held eyes are free again as she tosses the band of fabric.. "I've not wanted to think about it, Kehari.." she whispers. "I've really, really have wished that it just was.." The cup rests offered to you, for your hands, warmed as it rests half in the water. "I know, though.. I know what you mean, as vividly as anything.."
Kehari's eyes were closed under the blindfold, and when she feels it come off she commands the lights to dim to half before she opens them. "I've been having dreams," she whispers, taking the mug in shaking hands, trying to calm them by gripping the mug, staring down into the golden syrup. "They're paralleling sabina's dreams. We're in trouble, I... I've been having fantasies, fantasies where I'm in the Ovon doing cruel, evil things. sabina is wondering if they're calling to me, like they need my assistance, trying to bend me to their ways..." Lysette lowers herself slowly into the water. It takes some work, but she slides and unhooks your legs with her toes.. its not so hard, its not really meant to be. She looks into the golden nectar, darker than it was just a few days ago.. "They only really know you.. they must have seen you inside of there.." she whispers. Her hands quietly declasp your collar, carefully, letting you fall forward finally, though her arms are soon around you so you don't really dip into the water.. She clenches her eyes shut a moment, her ears back.. "I had to.. I mean, I had to do what I did to you last night. I knew.. something was wrong, you just weren't responding.. not the way I thought I knew you.. You.. hid all this from me? You don't need to hide a thing from me.." she whispers.. "Ever.. I promise.. I'll hide not a thing from you.."
Kehari falls forward in slow motion into your arms, just hunching her shoulders as she lets you catch her, her own hands locked around the mug. "I know, I know," she rasps, tears glimmering as she remembers the pleasure turned anger turned despair of last night, her own little fall from grace as what she thought were solid supports were suddenly knocked from under her. "I'm sorry," she sobs, huffing into the mug and sending that heady scent up into her nose. Tears begin to fall into the pool (a drop falling from her nose, a sound to wake her mind, to start her thinking...) as she shivers gently. "It's so seductive, it creeps up over me, it whispers promises of power... I... I don't even know if it's real or not, it could just be a big trap, some illusion to lure me back there. It's changing me somehow. Hiding it from you seemed so necessary, I even swore sabina to secrecy over it..."
Lysette's ears rest quietly back as she holds you up. Her muzzle rests between your ears, the hyena a bit taller anyhow, a soft kiss pressed between them.. "I told you to release sabina.. I'm just as.. enamored with her nectar.. I'm just as deep as you in that way.." she trails.. She reaches over, and cups softly over your muzzle. Its not to prevent you from speaking, its a caress.. "You don't have to have the honey.. I didn't know just how much came attached to it.. weither its dreams, or a full trap.. But if holding it from you will hurt too much, I'm not sure what to do but let you have it.. I don't know, don't.. know if I could stop.. I desperately didn't want to think about this, love.. I really didn't, I just wanted to enjoy her, I was set on it.. I.. just couldn't stand by and watch you start to throw away what we've got, though. It was such a big change.. you, but.." she trails.. "It.. might not be changing you, not really.. it just might feel like it, love.. What has power brought you before?.." she wh she whisper, her muzzle slipping slowly side to side..
Kehari chokes back a sob and shakes her head, huddling against you. "I couldn't, I can't, I can't throw that away, no matter what, you showed me that..." The gaping hole in her heart from last night is still aching and sore, like an empty pocket with just a skin over it, still healing. "But... I don't know how this will turn out. I've never had the sort of power I have in the dreams. It's this living /thing/, it swells up and fills me. I'm ecstatic but only in myself, not like the happiness I share with you, but it feeds on itself, only growing stronger." Her head lays against your shoulder and she cries quiet tears. "I don't know if the two can exist together, Lyssie. I have to keep going forward but I don't want to lose you..."
Lysette's head rests over yours, the taller girl holding you closely in the warm water, eyes closed, ears pressed to her scalp. The words cause her to hold a little tighter, arms holding snugly under yours.. "If you're taken away from me, if you're ever made to forget me, Kehari.." she whispers, as soft shudder to her voice, the implications of something terrible touching her voice.. "I hate to think that you're being eaten from the inside out.. It was always forward.. but in each other's arms, love.." she trails. "Where you go.. I go. Whatever that may be. So long as its still *you*, you won't lose me.. if its not.. then, it won't matter to you anyhow.."
"I can't forget you," the vixen whispers, "not on my own. Always forward, yes, but we're not helpless here. I have a plan, I think, but it's risky, very risky, but we may be able to kill two bugs with one shoe..." Her muzzle dips into the mug, tasting at the nectar again, taking another sip. "I can feel myself realigning, that much is certain, but I need you to be my anchor..."
Lysette's muzzle draws back, between your eyes, down the bridge of your muzzle after you take another sip, her warm breath caressing around past your whiskers.. "I won't let you go.. I promised that, long ago.. and I won't lose you, unless there is nothing to lose.. And that's still a far distant worry.." she whispers. Her hands stroke slowly on your shoulders.. "Thinking back to some of the things I did.. oh.. I.. brought you so completely into this.." she continues, closing her eyes. "I wanted to be the one to mold you, but.. I'll adapt, and do what I can, I always do.." she continues, her tail clicking under the water once or twice. "I intend to find these people, Actinia and Onkyo and whoever else sabina has mentioned.. and I will see what can be done.. unless, you've.. something in mind?" she ask, one ear resting back. "If all else fails.. I might even threaten.. I'd be clear. They'll accept my offer now or later. They'd like it much less later.. but maybe.." she whispers.. "I.. I am a little trapped, too, Kehari.. we both are, even if we were utterly free of them otherwise.. We need.." she trails.
Kehari huddles against you, nursing the mug of nectar like hot cocoa in the midst of a blizzard. "We need this honey, yes," she whispers. "But you can't have any more," she murmurs, voice rising slightly as just speaking of such a thing begins to distress her. "For... For this to work, I need you to be my anchor. I need you to be able to pull me back when I drop into the abyss. I told you, I'm changing..." There's a liquidy crackling sound and her right hand ripples, the white fur seeming to melt and flow and reform into a chitinous insectoid claw, all gleaming and black. "An image has been steadily forming in my mind over the last week," she whispers, holding that shiny hand up for your closer inspection. "Myself, with bits slowly changing. It's still in flux, still evolving, but I think... it's a timer. When the image is done, I think that'll be it." She swallows and concentrates and the chitin seems to melt away again, her infusion (or was it actually her flesh?) returning to normal. "When that happens we need to be ready, because I don't know if I'll be able to control... whatever's going to happen."
Lysette lulls a soft growl from her muzzle.. "What do.." she trails, and lets you continue for a moment, though. She leans back slowly, her ears quietly resting to her scalp as she watches, her fingers gripping slowly tighter on your shoulders.. "T.. this has to be just an expression of your imilexine, something to match a self image that's being placed on you, Kehari.. It *has* to be.. It can't just be the honey, or else.." she trails, looking a little down at herself.. then back up, holding your hand down as it changes back.. "Whatever they do to you.. I can change.. But there's parts of you that can't be replaced.." she whispers, her hand trailing up to brush the side of your head.. "I'm much more worried about that.. I can, with enough time, make you anything I want.. or the same, I could be anything.. If.. you have to be something else, I will still be with you.. Perhaps I'll grow with you, too. I know I will, if it comes to it.." she trails.. "Maybe there's some way to make whatever they're doing imperfect.. maybe I can be there with you, as you dream.. I can leave the connection on, I can interpose myself subtly, I can bend whatever they're doing to you to me. I don't want to sit, and wait, and find out wether or not by the time this is over you will be left with anything but.. a new master, and a blank slate.."
Kehari sips at the nectar again, taking a longer drought from the mug this time. "It is," she murmurs, smacking the honey from her lips. "But in that, it's still me. Whenever I shapechange it's always an imilexene shell over my organic body, but that doesn't make it any less real. That's just the basic reality of it; it's my body at work. And that's what I had in mind." She looks up at you now, finally lifting a hand from the mug to place it against your bosom. "We need to get the ROM implants. That's a good start. Then you need to break free of the nectar, because when I go diving back into the Ovon (when not if) I want you to be riding along. I don't think the Neke can interfere with my datalink without killing me, and I think that's the last thing on their minds."
Lysette watches you sip, reaching out, cupping over the cup as it comes to her chest, her fingers pressing tightly against the ceramic, a bit of metal from her claws grinding in as she watches you.. "There are a few differences.. And what if when they got you, they took it further.." she whispers, her ears curving neatly back for a moment. A few chips fall from the mug as she holds it.. "Yes.. ROM, like I suggested before.. I.. Kehari, how much of your mind can you host in data alone?" she asks, thoughtful for a moment. "I remember being uploaded and living in the supercomputer back on the colony planetoid, then being reloaded back into the biological.. There are bits of me that no thought and chemical can break.." she chuffs softly. Her fingers slowly relax, brushing in place as she glances down at the honey.. "I'm going to give sabina *such* an orgasm. You don't need it so thickly inside of you, if you even need it at all. I want you as close to me as possible, even in that way.. And your stores?" she murmurs, looking up to you.. "I want them. For testing. They're too much to have around otherwise. Might as well be in a padded room if we're prone to throwing ourselves onto the sharp corners.." she continues. "You're so resolute on going back.. but I don't know why yet.." she continues, a question.
Kehari growls, "No," and immediately catches herself, stammering, "I... I mean, no ma'am, hear me out..." She closes her eyes and tries to calm herself... "There's no one path for the both of us, no one escape route out of this. You need to stand firm, you need to be my lifeline, my strength through this because I have to go the other way. I have to go through the maelstrom to find our way out, find that demon in the center and slay it." A brief shudder rolls through her. "They may very well modify my body," she whispers. "It's what they're best at, modifying the body to suit their needs. That's why I can't trust myself once I go. That's why I need you here, rooted and with a clear mind, watching me and helping to guide me. /Something/ is calling me back there. I don't know if it's something the Neke are doing or if I'm just delusional, but I don't think sabina would be sharing something that's only in my own head. So I want to go back, and when I get there, I want to hit them where it hurts." She loo Kehari looks up at you again. "If this is all about Amanita, then I want to steal that from them. If okyno falls, the Neke will be thrown into disarray."
Lysette's eyes narrow a little at the growl and the response, her claws tapping on the mug at first.. then, turns her head slowly back, her eyes resting nearly black still, taking a slow breath.. "That is where they want you. There, with them. Gleefully living out dreams they made so palatable to you. Begging for their indulgences. They won't think you so harmless as sabina.. You're not going to be taken lightly. I don't know if they think anything about me. I hope they underestimate me. Us. You could fall all the way.. Kehari, I would go with you, if I had to. My grip will remain with you, but that doesn't mean.. that I can save you. You are *my* anchor, even if I'm holding the reigns.." she trails.. "You're the first, the first person I'd give myself wholly for, and likely the only, ever.. And, to you, I'm something similar.. I felt, for a few moments, that this was no longer true. I had to hurt you, and it never would have happened otherwise.." she trembles.. .. "And DAMN them for that.." she growls, her eyes clenched shut, her muzzle down over the mug and its sweet, vile, adored, hated fluid.
Kehari trembles when you do and her arm slides up, over your shoulder, hugging you to her for the first time since you released her from the pole. "I'm committed to you forever, /never/ forget that," she whispers, muzzle against muzzle. "This is what I want, you and me, two halves of the same whole. No matter what happens, no matter how they might change me, hypnotize me, make me feel however gleeful to be in their service, /this/ is what I want. Never give up hope on that, never let me fall by the wayside because I might say otherwise." She nods slightly, moving the mug away from your muzzle, removing temptation. "I know they want me for more than a simple nectar slave, and I expect I'm going to be in for a rough time of it, at least at first. But sabina says she's seen me as an honored guest among them, so perhaps it won't be utter subjugation. It really can't, not if they want the Song, and I suspect they do. So, I want to give them what they want, with a little surprise hidden underneath..."
Lysette's muzzle remains down for a few long moments, her eyes held tightly closed until the hug comes to her. Her breath escapes in a trembled released whine, then a slow draw through her broken canine, her eyes opening slowly, blue twinged with violet again as she looks muzzle to muzzle, and slowly rubs upwards with the words.. Her hands guide the mug away, chipped and abused by her grip, by the metal in her.. "Unique on our own, but the only a whole in each other.. I don't want to let them touch you, Kehari.. I want to pull you to safety, I want to forget about them, there's never been something I couldn't ignore before.. except, now I can't ignore you, won't, and thus, can't ignore them.. It won't be *you* saying otherwise, if I hear it. Those words are from a puppet, a lie.. The words I've heard from you are your own, are a truth you arrived at, are something of *value*. They're because you wanted them on your own, not because someone made you want something, someone addicted you to something, someone gouged a hole in you that they can make better. They just take what they want out of you.. Their aim has nothing to do with your betterment, your future, your progress. They want to stop you from moving forward, they simply want you under foot to push themselves an inch higher. And they know its best if they can trick you into begging for this death they offer.." Her arms carefully slip under yours, her muzzle dives over your shoulder, and she holds you tightly to her.. "Letting them taste this satisfaction over you is only tolerable as we might be able to twist the knife in further by that fact, when we do strike.."
Kehari just closes her eyes and nods, silent for a long moment. "It'll be OK," she whispers into your ear, partly to reassure you, partly to reassure herself. "But that's all for later. We have a plan now, but we have to hurry on it. I don't know how long we'll have before I... travel." She bites off that last word with anticipation and dread, eager to return to the Ovon but not wanting to leave your safety for what's sure to be a treacherous environment. "In the meantime... Leave sabina be, please. I don't want to drag this out any longer than I have to, and making the nectar more potent will probably only hurry this along."
Lysette murmurs.. "How much of this should we tell sabina?" she asks, quietly.. "She probably doesn't need to know much of anything, I imagine.." she trails.. "Poor girl.. I.. I was going to keep her just as is. For you and me, Kehari. When it was simpler than it turned out to be, even after I had to do that to you.. and, happily ever after, I was willing to abuse her endlessly, for you and I.. and that.." she quietly shivers.. "I still might be, if it were just a bit different.. I don't want to be so dependant on that nectar to hurt anyone and anything for it.. but I want to, desperately, too.. I know you feel the same.." she whispers. Her fingers slowly stroke up and down your back, below your shoulder blades.. "I'll find a way to detox myself.. I'm.. going to keep sipping a little, until then, or else I'll break down myself, I fear.." she whimpers quietly. "I'll get the ROMs going. Don't go without them, though I'm going to hurry and get them done. They're going to be a part of you, and I, that can't be overcome.. I.. might make it so that in its absence, you'll die, dear.. A failsafe of sorts.."
Kehari sighs thoughtfully. "sabina knows what's going on with me. She's been sharing dreams with me, she felt that claw the other day. I won't try to hide this from her, it'd be pointless now and it might even alert the Neke that we know something. But I /don't/ want her to know of this plan, our plan. I don't think she'd sell us out, but I don't want the information in her head for them to retrieve." Your fingers drift over her soft, wet fur, petting the slick surface and coaxing a quiet murr from her. "I'm not sure what removing the ROM would do for them...? I mean, you're going to keep in contact with me wirelessly..."
Lysette nods softly.. "I knew she was hiding something. But I didn't want to force her to break any vows.." she chuffs. She reaches up quietly, an arm tight around you, then one leg, and another.. She grapples up, and for a moment, it tugs deeply as the water tries to cling. Ultimately, she ends up in the air with you, not quite dripping, just warm. She degrapples, and drifts her arm around you.. "Do what you need to with her, then. I won't alert her to our plans. Just be my good girl, and that will be all there is to it.. Last night was about that.. She surely knows I'm addicted to the nectar as well. And I think I'll follow along those lines.. though, I do intend to detox myself shortly.." she shivers quietly, looking a little down. In some ways, its a loss, as much as she intellectually knows better.. "I don't know to what extent they might try to modify you. If they touch that.. well, that's my foothold, what will make the wireless correspond no matter what else happens, what will help the thoughts echo and bleed through rather than simply hit a dead wall that can't remember it. Its the same for me already. There are parts of my internal ROM that if removed, would cause me to die. That's just a matter of fact, rather then a conscious creation, though.. useful, here, however. If it comes to that point, its best anyhow.. they'll have removed what was you anyhow, so you would be dead in one way or another regardless. This way you can be regenerated by Puzzlebox, with a new chance.."
sabina has connected.
sabina yawns softly, waking slowly from some dream or other. Tensing slightly against the bondage and then relaxing. Whimpering softly and struggling a little as reality seeps back in. "Good morning.."
Kehari is about to speak when sabina finally awakens. "Then let's do that," she says, smiling and nuzzling Lysette, floating with her above the pool. "And I'll take care of... sabina! Good morning, hon. Sleep well?" Her voice is happy and chipper again, back to her old self, whatever possessed her last night apparently gone.
sabina whimpers softly. "Yes and no, my dreams were very intense last night Mistress, and i didn't understand them at all." Sighing softly, wiggling a little on the wet tiles.
Lysette sighs softly, happily.. When she looks to sabina, her eyes are violet, and pictures begin to stream through the wireless, onto video, black muzzle with its purple sheen as she smiles.. "More dreams, kitten?" she asks, curiously, her tail clicking side to side as she cants her head.
sabina shivers, taking a moment to adjust to the sensory stimulation. "Yes Mistress, disturbing." Whispering softly, brow furrowing deeply.
Kehari's eyes narrow at the idea of more dreams. "Tell me then, girl," she murrs. "You can tell Lysette the dreams if you like. I've decided to let her know of them." She gives the hyena an unseen squeeze with her hand, letting her know over the wireless that she's playing up the role she's placing herself in with sabina...
Lysette quietly grapples down with Kehari in tow, degrapping before she meets the girl, her hand coming to the bound kitten's shoulder as she leans forward. She kisses sabina's forehead softly.. "Its okay.. Tell us about it?" she asks, her tail clicking a little side to side. Lysette's thumb slowly strokes along the side of Kehari's hand, her gaze turning to the black vixen, giving sabina a view of her for a moment, and the twinge of violet touching her. Reflecting in the vixen's eyes is a smiling hyena, one tooth missing as always, a little tired looking - she doesn't look like she's gotten much sleep, if any.
sabina tenses slightly as the view moves, while i am obviously not. Gasping and then grinning. "It's like a movie... oh.. umm the dream. Let me try something Mistress..." Brow furrowing, there is a sudden flood of data through the link, lacking much control of it at this point. First the simmering ache and need inside, unbearable arousal coloring every thought and input. The dream is flashes, out of body images and sounds. An odd race of insectoids, the Neke but different. They were of mixed organic and mechanical engineering together and were much more powerful for it obviously.
Lysette's eyes widen a bit, though that's not her means of perception in this.. Her lips part slowly, her teeth sliding. The hyena, the half electronic hyena, gapes for a few, long, long moments.. "Oh.. they're beautiful.." she whispers, mostly to herself.. Its what she's all about. The perfect mix of machine and beast.. a soft shiver passes through her, the wet fur along her back bristling out.. "Show me.. more?" she whispers. She doesn't go unaffected by the twinges of need and arousal which echo even through her..
Kehari blinks at the images sliding through her head and looks over at Lysette, wondering and amazed. "This... this is new. Have you ever dreamed of this before? Was there more?" The parallel between these cyborg bugs and Lysette isn't lost on her, nor is she surprised at the hyena's reaction.
sabina nods slightly, lips pursed with the effort, the images blur time and again. The creatures use organic slaves, you both see the silk producers and many, many nectar slaves. Tended by both organic attendants and mechanical devices. The image fades by centering on a bug creature, that looks disturbingly like Kehari.
Lysette's eyes open narrowly, and for a moment, there's a low noise, something near to a growl, which touches through the hyena. But she breathes, her eyes half opened.. "I've gotten the impression that.. the mechanical was generally avoided by the Neke.." she trails.. "And.. you didn't see anything like this when you were down there, Kehari.. or, sabina, you didn't experience anything like it, either?"
Kehari gasps at that last image, given what she and Lysette were talking about just before the catgirl woke up. "I... I don't know if that's... me... It could be, I haven't seen that far yet..." She looks at Lysette and shakes her head, then looks at sabina. "No, I didn't see any mechanicals at all. sabina, do you know anything about these insects? Are they even real or just imagined?"
sabina mews softly. "No Mistress, and there is a large possibility it's just a dream You know. It could be i just... with all these events and changes, am blending things in my mind and getting this mish mash collage." Nodding slightly.
Lysette whispers.. "I.. had suggested to sabina at some point that maybe the Neke wouldn't.. mind a bit of engineering, from my part.. Though I was speaking mostly of engineering regarding silk and nectar production, this.. is not something that I wouldn't have touched on..." Its easily heard by the group, but it comes softly anyhow.. "Maybe that's why you dreamed such things.."
sabina nods slightly. "There is a danger Mistress of giving my dreams too much, ummm, credibility. After all, i am just a normal... er, latexed, armless, nectar producing, living sex toy..." Giggling softly and squirming a little.
Lysette smiles softly.. "Well, yes, but those were beautifully detailed images.." she trails.. "If.. you think anything more of it, let me know, sabina.. Every little detail you can find on such a topic as that is beautiful to me."
Kehari murmurs, "Perhaps, little kitty, but your dreams have also proven a little prophetic too, so we'd be equally wrong to simply dismiss them." She gently pets sabina's ears, smiling even as she thinks of what to do should the mystery bugs prove real.
sabina nods slightly, purring softly and cuddling in closer to you both. Breathing a little quicky, toned thighs tensed against the steel band. Squirming and grinding a little against the belt. "Does this mean i will get an orgasm Mistress?"
Kehari's eyes shift to Lysette, intense.
Lysette somewhere inside her wonders if she might be the one to make such things. No, no, its just a random daydream.. She blinks out.. and for a moment, the hyena whimpers, her muzzle dipping forward to rub under sabina's.. "I think its my pet's choice, on this issue. I gave her the job of taking care of you, and your nectar.. and I trust her with it, now. I trust her absolutely."
Kehari's muzzle slowly spreads in a greedy smile. "Not good enough, my sweet kitten, but do keep trying. I promise you, when you finally climax, you'll think you'd died..."
sabina shivers softly and arches helplessly, trying to press closer to You both. "Yess Mistress." Whispering and whimpering softly. But through the link there is an easily detected mixture of frustration and relief?
Lysette's eyes rest across Kehari's muzzle as she projects to the both of them the sight.. She then turns her head to sabina, reaching forward to slowly rub along the edge of her chin, leaning in close to cradle her more or less chest to chest.. "Good girl.. Both of you.." she chuffs out warmly, smiling slowly.. "I'll need samples along the way, of course.."
Kehari murrs at Lysette's praise, reaching around sabina's narrowed waist to hug her. "Thank you ma'am, of course..." She nuzzles at sabina's cheek, trails her muzzle up towards her ear... "Oh, your nectar will be so sweet, so thick, so heady and rich..." she whispers, voice shaking at the thought of it.
sabina mews softly, whimpering at the deisre in Kehari's voice, quickly figuring out how badly she wants that pure honey. Struggling to stay calm, clenching around the tip of the dildo softly and moaning. "Yes Mistress, very very thick and and... potent."
Lysette smiles warmly to the murr, her eyes narrowed pleasantly. "Remember, through me, it all comes.." she offers, a but of show? She whimpers a little as well, staring, watching as she breathes in slowly.. "Its.. very good at what it does.." she trails..
Kehari mrrrowls softly, fingers clenching on sabina's waist. "Yes, very potent..." She reaches out to the side, fingers reaching and clasping Lysette's fur, holding her. "Through you, all things come," she murmurs, eyes looking over sabina's masked face, full of love and adoration.
sabina shivers softly, purring loudly. Heart racing a little, seeing the gaze in Mistress Lysette's eyes. Tail giving a little flick, softly gasping then smiling warmly. "Thank you for rescuing me you two."
Lysette's damp fur bristles softly as she sighs out, hot breath pouring deeply over sabina's face, over to Kehari's muzzle as she watches the adoration touching Kehari's face, her own expression touching with something similar.. "Our future, Kehari.. Ours.." she whispers. Her muzzle dips forward, her nose touches the black vixen's, and a soft kiss presses to her lip, even as she responds to sabina.. ~You have been wonderful, sabina.. You really do deserve the best..~ coos through the link.
Kehari laughs softly and leans up to kiss harder, heart lightened from all the doom and gloom from earlier in the day. "All of ours," she agrees. "And I love you for it, I love you /both/ for it. You're welcome, sabina. It was my pleasure."
sabina sighs softly, happily and squirms a little. "Thank You Mistress, thank You both." Tensing slightly, swallowing softly and falling silent, the words fading into soft mews of emotion.
Lysette dips deeply into the kiss for the long moment it lingers, then falls back.. Her tongue lulls over sabina's cheek softly. Well, not really, her tongue is like sandpaper, but still.. "What do you think will become of you, sabina? Will you be snug and secure with us forever, I wonder?.." she smiles warmly, violet eyes narrowed.
Kehari exhales with a shuddering sigh, the thought of such a thing sounding very good indeed right now. "Forever... Position after position, finding new ways to bind you, new ways to torture you, new ways to bring you to the brink of climax and hold you back..."
sabina moans and shudders, gasping softly and trying to squirm into the teasing caress. Soft whimpers spilling free as the world goes dark again, Lysette's eyes closed. Only aroused moans answer the questions, the promises.
Lysette's eyes crack open again, but by then, they're low on sabina's chest, looking up across her, her hot breath felt across the latex fleshed breast, the moisture virtually collecting on her nipple.. "Dear, it will never end.. You hardly even need to dream, with us around.." A moment later, a soft kiss, very soft, lips barely touching, sliding slickly side to side against the thick nub, her tongue held back, but still leaving the nipple wet before she lifts an inch again..
Kehari leans forward again, tongue just teasing at sabina's other nipple as her finger moves aside, hand curling around the breast to gently massage it, awaken the nectar inside. "Just the three of us, Lysette and myself and poor little you, such a good little toy for us..." Her muzzle dips down, lips kissing around the nipple, teasing it with the nursing that's sure to follow...
sabina mews and nods a tiny bit, the strap turning every nod into a sharper gesture than would be. Shivering at the touch and shuddering softly. Mewing loudly as Kehari teases the other nipple. Gasping and mewing loudly. "Please Mistress, please drink a little..." Begging to be milked, to ease the tightness and hurt.
Lysette's tail clicks, clicks, then hooks to her hip as she hears sabina's words.. "S.. such a good little nectar slave for us.." she trails.. Her muzzle dips forward, her nose nudging in just above, her maw open for a moment as she breathes in deeply.. then, draws to the nipple, her teeth sliding close, her lips trailing along with it as her free arm trembles around Kehari's middle, her hand at her side, her fingers digging softly into her fur, rubbing..
Kehari moans softly at sabina's soft plea and does just that, mouth wrapping around that fat nipple and suckling with long, deep pulls. She reaches out and takes Lysette's hand where it settles on her hip, laces fingers with her, squeezes her hand for all she's worth, supporting her mistress, helping her be strong...
[OOC] sabina says, "Am afraid i must go. :( Was good to be here for a bit though!!"
[OOC] Kehari hugs tight! "See you later hon, take care!"
[OOC] Lysette says, "Its okay! Glad to have that little bit! *kiss!* <3"
sabina has disconnected.