Thanks for Harvest [Event]
Nov 28, 2016 23:35:40 GMT -7
Post by Nekomata Minh on Nov 28, 2016 23:35:40 GMT -7
A light blush would spread across her features as she let her tongue play with Junko's the sweetness of the rum mixed with her neko's. Slowly she would scratch down her sides before reaching up and using her nail to unlock the cuffs. Krystal ahd her fun for now and this feeling was making her so warm as she pressed closer into Junko holding onto her wide hips. Slowly her tail would move over to lift another shot over just as Krystal swallowed and pulled away to offer her love the shot of tropical rum. "Mmm I feel all warm~"
Junko left with a smile as she downed her end of the shared drink and, lovingly gazed into Krystal's eyes before taking the shot glass with left hand. She'd quickly down in, letting the effect settle for a quick moment before she giggled. "I do too. And I am kind of feeling adventurous today. My turn to play I'd say~ Gonna have to see some proof you are a real officer for a moment..." She'd coo before adjusting herself to be more comfortable, letting her tail set the glass down.
Despite if Krystal understood what she meant or not Junko would pull her in again to more tongue locking. Slowly getting more and more passionate as her senses were telling her to go for it. All that would be known is her kisses would travel down Krystal's body. Where? Nowhere. Just further down, and further until she was at Krystal's waist line where she'd giggle, letting her love get comfortable. Junko wasn't down there to tie shoes obviously. And once she'd slip those bottoms off...she'd show Krystal the other uses for a tongue kiss. One only very comfortable couples should use. Need any other hints? Totally not doing anything else. *wink, wink*
As Peisinoe complained how hesitate Fumiko was she blankly stared at her as her face remained red from drunken bliss. Her ears heard her friend speak yet it only sound as an mix of blahs and horny moans. Her lips slowly danced across her lips as her light rose eyes savagely desired to see her friends bubble rear and perfect chest. She did not care about simple talking after all there was no action yet she was forced to listen. Her usual restrains off she simply pouted as she only wanted to be pleasured. However, as she was allowed to snuggle up with her friend the engulfing void of self decay dwindled slightly. This feeling was not raw lust or self-satisfaction yet it was slightly..pleasant.
Silently she gazed off to the side as an distorted mix of screams echoed in her mind. Although as she leaned against her dear friend, her usual predatory and cruel eyes glistened in bliss for once. When the usual rush of sexual need ignited her friend was well introduced to an face full of chest pillows. Silently she remained slumped over as her never ending hunger growled. Noticing this her friend expertly attempted to lead them over to the food table yet random occurrences occurred. In an flash Fumiko was tied to an tree by an busty and very delicious looking police-girl. Around this time an germen shepard was summoned by an stranger that left her newly summoned pet and an book to perform said ritual. Storing these items with the previous acquired items, she gazed upon her tied up servant.
Hearing her friends pleas of assistance, the siren remained silent as her eyes was drown to her friends pelvis. Her urges roared to be fulfilled as the neko was in an very vulnerable yet sexual situation. Without saying an word she walked over to an branch and snapped off an piece of it. Still in drunken stupor she giggled adorably while walking in an zigzag pattern. "umzzz neko taid to uh..that tree..so naughty and sinful" she mentioned as she leaned against her faithful servant as her head swam with multiple disorganized thoughts. Remembering what the girl said her smile widened deviously as her mind was filled with many erotic scenes to put the neko through. "tomorrow your body will be thoroughly taught of the wonders of pleasure" she declared happily fueled by hormonal confidence while playfully giving Fumiko's rear an playful spank with the stick. "we will begin with flames and wax" Peisinoe whispered in her friends ear as pleasure was the only thing keeping her words straight.
Afterwards she began to use the stick to attempt to unlock the shackles. Due to her drunken state the success of it was varied. At some points she simply giggled as her eyes remained glued to her friend's delicious pelvis. Her face remained flushed in butterfly feelings and liquor as she took in multiple deep breaths to capture and savoir the neko's scent as her germen shepard remained sitting near her collected items.
Suddenly her attempts at unshackling Fumiko to the tree halted as an naughty thought traveled through her mind to her loans. "fumiko....shiki...I should wear him" she mentioned in an slurred speech as her smile widened already picturing that male being ridden upon like an strapping bull at an rodeo. The pictured sounds and smells was so clear as she began to feel all hot and fuzzy thinking about the irritation upon that filthy pig.
Her concerns enhanced as to why Peisinoe was removing a branch from the tree. What did the tree do to her? She didn't understand the first half of what she was saying although the second half seemed as normal as usual. Fumiko only being able to blush and wonder as Peisinoe leaned on her. Did she think this was funny? Fumiko didn't want to be stuck here!
And those, Peisinoe spoke once more, and thankfully more clearly. The words sank in as Fumiko listened to them. Wondering to what extent this meant. Her train of thought ruined as her poor rump would feel the unforgiving sting of the branch hitting it. A light ripple would go the corset dress's long skirt portion following the same ripple the supple flesh that Fumiko's rear did from the spanking.
Leaving a whip like sound to occur as Fumiko let out a first ever moan that Peisinoe would hear as Fumiko flinched and winced. That reaction went both ways. To Fumiko that happened not because she was turned on more so it really hurt. However of course to Peisinoe it didn't matter. That noise being one an innocent tone but, disfigured as Fumiko didn't know what to feel.
Just the soft return look to Peisinoe as her face brightened from an embarrassed blush. "Mistress; that hurt." She'd softly whine still trying to be respectfully out of all things. Fumiko still having that highly embarrassed blushy look as she watched caught Peisinoe continuously staring at her private area making her uncomfortable. It made Fumiko squirm trying to block her view, but to no avail it would only be awkward positioning for her and so she'd be forced to let Peisinoe ogle.
Fumiko would look at Peisinoe questioningly when she stopped trying to unshackle her. Her sudden remark making Fumiko so confused. "W-wear? Mistress you have enough clothes. Look I promise to play dress up with you after the party. Now please get me out of this. And stop staring at me down there! Or else I will rethink cuddling with you!" She protested, cutely stomping her foot down in the dirt exactly how Peisinoe does it giving her mistress and annoyed but still obviously embarrassed look. Never the less it was a show Peisinoe was corrupting her. Just very slowly. Fumiko would only have to know why Peisinoe was staring in order to be uncomfortable after all...