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>>35471748
"Jacob is putting a clasp on the choker that will let you take it on or off easily while not being too decorative. Like a carbiner." I nod and walk over, and she watches me walk, her eyes widening a little to take in my slighlty mincing steps. I really can't help it at the moment.

"So it is a custom piece?" Depnding on the leather that could cost anywhere from twenty to fifty dollars in my experience.

My expression must have given somethign away because Belle lays her figners on my wrist. I don't pull away, but I do blush a little as I look at her. "I'm buying it, because it wouldn't be fair to make you pay for it if you're going to be my guest at the scene, Xi. And no arguments, like I said it's only fair." Is it? I'm not so sure, but at the moment, my thoughts are a little wild.

[] Well, I'll just have to get you somethign nice in return later.
[] If you insist, Belle.
[] What happens if I find a dominant there?
[] Would you accept a trade, then?
[] Other?

>>35471748
>All people and events are fictional. The situations and circumstances can be possible. Xi's choices can lead to fulfillment of her dreams or force her to live out a nightmare. Injury is inevitable, though the extent of said injuries is variable. Very wrong choices can end in fates worse than death.

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>>35471759
[x] Would you accept a trade, then?

>>35471759
>[] Well, I'll just have to get you somethign nice in return later.

>>35471759
>[] Would you accept a trade, then?

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[X] Would you accept a trade, then?
[X] Other: I'll just have to get you something nice in return....

Working in the jewelery trade has one very significant benefit: wholesale. What I paid for metal and gemstones would make anyone who knew blanch at the pricing of what they pay in stores. So what someone else might consider extremely expensive is not nearly as pricy to me. “I would hope you would at let let me get you something nice in return. I can always make the collar into something different.” There is also her ring; it's stylish for her, but....I could do better I think. Imagining the look on her face puts a smile on mine, and she cocks her head, wondering at my thoughts.

Suddenly that wicked little smile is back and I can feel the blush already starting. She doesn't say anything but just takes my hand in hers and squeezes gently. Yes, I know what she's thinking and I squeeze back, even though she doesn't say what's on her mind. Giving me the courtesy of keeping our mutual....hobby? Pleasure? Lifestyle really does seem to fit the description. What else can one call what we do?

Jacob turns around, revealing a thick beard going to grew and yellowed by nicotine, powerful and deeply stained hands, and an inch wide leather strap in his surprisingly nimble fingers. It is burnished black on one side,and undyed on the inside, softly chafed and almost the texture of chamois. He lays it on the counter, and I see both ends have been sewn back into small loops, and a squarish link has been placed in one side. The bottom of the link is hinged – like a carabiner, it opens inward, making it easy to put on and a little trickier to take off. “There you go missy. Should be th' right size.”

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>>35472004
Belle takes the collar and holds it up, trying the fastener, and seeing how it works. She has to push the hinge in to slip the loop of leather free, and it catches a little when she doesn't hold it open. Those sleepy eyes turn to me and I blush, knowing exactly what she's going to suggest. “We should try it on, Xi.” She stands up, holding it in both hands.

Oh. SHE wants to try it on me.

Jacob's brow furrows, and then he chuckles softly, moving to sit on his stool behind the counter.

[] Take the collar from her and put it on.
[] Let her put it on.
[] It can wait, her measurement was....fine. Really. That's all.
[] Isn't there meaning to her putting it on me usually?
[] Other?

>>35472018
[x] Let her put it on.

>>35472018
>[] Let her put it on.

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[X] Let her put it on.

I step forward, keeping my blush at bay by reminding myself that it is only to test for size, just like any other piece of jewelery. First I take off my own choker, folding it and tucking it into my pocket. Then I gather my long hair in both hands and curl it around one, before dropping the other hand, allowing her free access to my throat. She smiles and slowly walks behind me, and I close my eyes, trying to keep my thoughts on what we're really doing.

Her breath wafts hot along the back of my neck, and I can't help but open my eyes. Belle reaches past me with one hand and I can feel her breasts against my back. She takes the choker....the collar, really in both hands, and slowly draws it abut my neck, the softness drawing up to the proper position slowly. I don't usually use real leather that isn't polished on both sides, and the sensation of that chamois along my throat is one of the most exotic things I've ever felt.

Belle closes the collar, the leather strap drawing tight about my neck. A little bit too tight, but only for a few seconds; I can feel her fingers working with the clasp. My pulse thuds through my throat, the gentle restrain not preventing the flow of blood or air, but making me supremely aware of both. Then the pressure eases off, and the collar rests about my throat, snug, but not tight.

“How is that?” she asks softly, as she steps around to look at the effect.

[] “Dizzying, is what that was.”
[] Check it carefully.
[] “It feels fine.”
[] “Does it look okay?”
[] Other?

>>35472230
[x] “Dizzying, is what that was.”

>>35472230
>[] “Dizzying, is what that was.”

>>35472230
>[] Check it carefully.
If it feels fine:
>[] “It feels fine.”

>>35472230
[X] Check it carefully.

>>35472230
[] Check it carefully

>>35472230
>[x] Check it carefully.
Try not to think about the effect on our underwear.

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[X] “Dizzying, is what that was.”
[+] Other: Verify it anyways.

“It made my head spin,” I reply softly, gently tucking my fingertip along the upper side of the collar and pulling a little. Leather doesn't have any give, not when it's fashioned, and there's just enough space that I can force my little finger into the side. It causes a lot of pressure on the other side. She must have added a little to the measurement to make sure it wouldn't be too tight.

Her eyelids lower and she smiles, indulgently. Which is almost worse than an actual reply. I've been blushing so much I'd probably be unconscious if I were anemic. “It fits perfectly, Belle.” That makes her smile more and she steps behind me to take it off.

“I am kind of curious as to what kind of collars and chokers you make, I have to admit. Did you make the one you were wearing?” I feel her fingertips against the back of my neck and it makes the hairs there stand on end, as she gently plays with my hair to get it out of her way.

I don't think anyone has ever played with my hair like that, and it makes my scalp and a couple of other places tingle. From now on, if I ever date Belle, I'm bringing extra panties.

[] “Did you like my choker?”
[] “Leave it on, please.”
[] Allow her to take it off.
[] “I can take it off, Belle.”
[] Other?

>>35472485
>[] “Leave it on, please.”
>[] “Did you like my choker?”

>>35472519
This.

[] “Did you like my choker?”
[] Allow her to take it off.

Man, this is getting creepy to me

>>35472485
[x] “Did you like my choker?”
[x] Allow her to take it off.

[] “Did you like my choker?”
[] Allow her to take it off.

[x] I can take it off, Belle"

>>35472485
[] “Did you like my choker?”
[] “Leave it on, please.”

>[] "Did you like my choker?"
>[] Allow her to take it off.

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[X] “Did you like my choker?”
[X] Allow her to take it off.

My heart pounds as she slips her fingers under my hair, and by feel locates the clasp. Her caresses aren't exactly businesslike though, and she undoes the clasp carefully, making sure she doesn't catch my hair in it That's something I'll have to consider, my ong hair and rope might not be a very good mixture.

Belle slips the leather strap free and I half-suppress the shudder that ripples through my body and she sighs softly. Did she like putting it on me that much? One hand slides down my back slowly, and I arch with the touch, unused to the familiarity. They pull away just as they reach my waist and I shiver involuntarily, and not out of fear. She walks past me, and picks up her own jacket from the counter, smiling sleepily at Jacob, who has been watching the whole time. I blush, mostly because I forgot he was even there.

He glances at me as he pulls out the hand written receipt and shows Belle. His eyes are laughing at me as he makes sure I don't even get a glimpse of the price she's paying for his work. I give him a mock curtsey, and he smiles and shakes his head as Belle pulls out a silver billfold and pays him with cash. He gives her a little change and places the collar in a small box, lined with cloth.

“You know how to take care of that?” he asks me.

My smile is genuine. “I've worked with leather before. I have mink oil at home.” He nods, satisfied by my answer.

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>>35472843
“Do you have the minks too?” Belle asks playfully.

“Not even their coats, sorry, ma'am.” Jacob laughs at that and tell us to have a good night, though it's still early. I take his business card and slip it into my handbag,as we leave.

I recall her comment before she distracted me. And touched me. And breathed.... “Did you really like my choker, Belle?”

“I thought it was lovely. You made that?” She really does sound interested, as we walk back the way we came.

“Sewed it, and made the clasp, yes.”

Her eyes widen a touch, and she looks impressed. “That isn't just a hobby for you, is it then....”

[] “I'm looking for work currently, but it is a hobby too.”
[] “No it isn't.”
[] “Well....a little bit.”
[] The choker will probably fit her....
[] Other?

>>35472843
>mostly because I forgot he was even there.
YEAH RIGHT

>>35472861
[x] “I'm looking for work currently, but it is a hobby too.”

>>35472861
>[x] Other?
"Ha, it depends what you mean by hobby. I don't earn money with that, so..."

>>35472861
>[] The choker will probably fit her....

>>35472896
This works.

[x] "I'm looking for work currently, but is a hobby too."

>>35472861
>[] “I'm looking for work currently, but it is a hobby too.”

>>35472861
>[] The choker will probably fit her....

>>35472861
>[] “I'm looking for work currently, but it is a hobby too.”
>[] The choker will probably fit her....

I'm a bit unsure about the choker option. Wonder what kind of signal that would be.

>>35472957
I see it as an attempt to reciprocate affection. She clearly likes it.

It could also possibly be construed as a Domi option depending on how it's given to her/she puts it on.

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[X] “I'm looking for work currently, but it is a hobby too.”
[X] Other: “I don't earn money with it yet, so it counts as a hobby, sadly.”

I consider the question for a moment. It really is something I'd like to make into work, but at the moment that simply isn't going to happen except through a stroke of luck. Which is to say a lot more hard work than anyone should have to put into it. There are so many famous jewelers to compete with. “Well, it counts as a hobby right now because I can't really earn money with those skills. I'm looking for work, though, at a jeweler's so perhaps I can change that.....what?”

She looking at me and smiling. “I'm kind of wondering what you wear when you're not out job hunting.”

I grin cheekily. “Nice clothing.” It helps that I can tailor it if I need to. That's something else I'll have to look into eventually.

Bell leans close and I gasp as her finger slide down my skirt – not to mention my ass! If I was wearing heels I'd probably have fallen over. “And underneath?”

[] ….silk....
[] You'll have to wait, Belle....
[] May I take the fifth?
[] What would you expect me to wear?
[] Other?

>>35473043
>[] ….silk....

>>35473043
>[] ….silk....

>>35473043
>[] ….silk....

>>35473043
[x] ….silk....

[] You'll have to wait, Belle....

Lewd.

>>35473043
>[] You'll have to wait, Belle....

That woman has yellow fever, jeez.

>>35473043
>[x] ….silk....
Say that very low.

>>35473043
>[] You'll have to wait, Belle....
Where's the fun if we give it up right now?

>>35473166
That ship has sailed. But we don't need to say how thoroughly soaked we are. Surprises, surprises.

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[X] ....silk....
[X] Other: Answer quietly.

My heart is racing again, and my voice is very small, almost childishly so as I answer her. “....silk....” It would have been impossible for someone not to see, casual as it was. It wasn't exactly quick. My face is on fire this time, and I try and walk steadily.

“So....in public?” That brings me up short, and Belle turns, looking back at me her sleepy eyes watching my face, her jacket folded over her arm as she takes a backwards step. I follow, because it would look silly to stay stock still, but that tingle in my extremities is back. “No, I'm not going to ravish you, Xi! I'm definitely curious though.”

That smile is sweet and I shake my head at my own reaction. “You are pure evil, sometimes, Belle.”

“I ~did~ notice you kept looking at Jacob while I was taking your measurements and collaring you. You like an audience.” She turns back around and walks with me. “I bet you're pretty uncomfortable right now, though.”

Considering the events of this afternoon, it's a ridiculous question. Especially from her.

[] Aren't you, Belle?”
[] Yes, because you're a tease.
[] It probably wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't so inexperienced.
[] ….why do you ask, Belle?
[] Other?

>>35473226
>[] Other?
"No, I mean, what are you talking about? I feel fine. Really."

>>35473226
>[] Other?
Well, public-public is a bit much... and somewhat illegal.

>>35473226
>>35473257
this then

[] ….why do you ask, Belle?

[] Aren't you, Belle?”
[] ….why do you ask, Belle?

She isn't and because it's about to get worse.

>>35473226
>[] It probably wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't so inexperienced.
"I want to be put on display some day."

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[X] Other: This is a RELLY public place Bell. I'm fine, really. But if I could....

“I'm fine, really Belle. It's just that....” I can't even pretend to lie to her. She's a witch she has to be. That's the only possible explanation. “This is a really public place, and getting arrested involves the wrong kind of cuffs.”

She bursts out laughing, and takes my hand. Hers is warm, and soft; I know mine are calloused a bit and very firm, because of my work, but the lotions I use help. I glance at her as we walk hand in hand towards a parking structure. “If I was being honest....I would loveto be displayed. I always wonder if Cam Harper has a gallery where she puts girls on display, and imagine what it wuld be like....or maybe be tie in shibari and displayed publicly.” She's gone quiet, and she looks at me speculatiely. “Not to be touched or used publicly, but....”

Oh, that's a private thought. Let's not tell her that one just yet.

“....but to be seen and marveled at. That kind of display.”

My new friend adds a word, the perfect word. “Adored.” Oh yes. That would be....I nod and she pauses, her hand slipping from mine as we reach the elevator to the parking structure. Belle presses the button and then turns, leaning back against the wall so she can look at me. “Cam does that kind of work you know. For the Markhams.”

I stare at her. She has to be kidding. Has to.

[] As in....bound an displayed, or just painted and displayed?
[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....
[] So....she'll probably be there tonight?
[] That's....I don't know what that is. It's something though.
[] Other?

>>35473462
[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....
[] So....she'll probably be there tonight?

Bad vibes, bad vibes.

>>35473462
>[] As in....bound an displayed, or just painted and displayed?
>[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....

>>35473462
>Oh, that's a private thought. Let's not tell her that one just yet.
I wonder what that is.

>[] As in....bound an displayed, or just painted and displayed?
>[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....
>[] So....she'll probably be there tonight?

[x] As in...bound and displayed or just painted and displayed?

Need to know what kind of show this is. I don't want Xi to be completely encased in leather and tied to a corner, just leashed and paraded around.

>>35473462
>[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....

>>35473462
>[] That's....I don't know what that is. It's something though.
She knows we're inexperienced. Hmm. Not to sure about her, now.

[] That's....I don't know what that is. It's something though.

>>35473462
>[] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....
>[] So....she'll probably be there tonight?

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[X] Cam and I have a mutual acquaintance....

I hold my clutch in both hands – clutching it, really – to keep my hands busy. “I didn't think she did bondage art. I'm pretty sure Yvette would have mentioned something that exotic.”

“Yvette?”

“We took gemology and jewelery classes together, a friend of Cam's.” I'm not surprised that she isn't involved in the scene personally though. She was pretty vanilla, and straight.

“Oh....no, no bondage, just painting, but she also forces you to be still for....well, an hour at a time, at least. And of course there's usually more than one person involved in that kind of art.” Te elevator arrives and she steps in first, and I follow her. She leans against the back wall, and I stand away from the wall, my fingers just touching the handrail. “So, maybe not exactly that kind of display. But I bet she could explore in different directions.”

That's kind of a half-frightening, totally exciting thought. “I imagine there are a few other people who display their submissives at the scenes where Cam's art is shown,” I suggest hesitantly as the elevator opens on the fourth floor. That prompts a smile from Belle.

“Oh, just a few. Those would be the galas. Not like tonight, but there's one at the end of the month. If you end up liking the scene, we could make a date of it, unless you find a dominant you prefer.” She smiles, her eyes bright and teasing. Not jealous, but....I think she really does like me a lot.

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>>35473732
She purposefully steps out of the elevator ahead of me, and holds the door open, and though the beep of the detector is irritating she's looking around carefully. As I step out she still waits, until she's satisfied that whatever she was looking for is – or isn't – going to happen. Mugging victim, at least. “I've been mugged before,” Belle mentions casually. “Nothing worse, but it's still a mess I'd rather avoid.”

As she pulls out her keys she glances at me. “1500 Lark Drive, Apartment D,” she says.

“Excuse me?”

Belle's smile is gentle, but also amused. “My address. You should let someone know where your going tonight, and my last name is Fiche.”

That makes me smile. “Belle Fiche?”

“Bellwether Fiche,” she claims, a self depreciating smile gracing her lips.

[] Text Yvette.
[] Text Jorge.
[] Text Kimball.
[] Text Emelia.
[] Other?
>Friendly Reminder
>My best friend Emilia, my sweetheart friend Jorge who was so far out of the closet that he wasn't even in the house, and my fellow art student Kimball who took me to the prom and the ball.

>>35473742
>[] Text Emelia.

>>35473742
>[x] Text EVERYONE

More safety measures, the better.

>>35473799
Can we do this? Supporting.

>>35473799
No need to tell the whole world we're getting laid.

>>35473742
>[x] Text EVERYONE
>[] Emelia and Yvette, if everyone is not allowed

>>35473817
>not telling the whole world you're getting laid

That's, like, three quarters of the fun.

>>35473742
[x] Text Yvette.

[x] Text EVERYONE

>>3547817

Well, she enjoys being seen. Letting others know is close enough.

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>>35473842
This anon knows whats up.

>>35473742
I vote against texting more than one person. Don't really care who we text.

>>35473799
This.

>>35473817
You don't have to say that. "Sleeping on the couch of somebody I just met, here's her name and adress, just in case."

>>35473742
>[] Text Emelia.
No need to go overboard with this.

>>35473742
>[] Text EVERYONE
>[] Emelia and Yvette, if everyone is not allowed

Eh, just in case. Belle might be really crazy at home.

Or she might not be, and the amount of distrust/resistance will ruin everything for everyone! Ah, wait, the ending is decided already, nevermind.

>>35473742
>[] Text Emelia.

You don't tell the whole world BEFORE something happen. If there is something that make it impossible, that make too much people to laugh at you.

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[X] Other: Text everyone.

It's embarrassing she needed to point that out at all, and really, if she were a man I probably already would have thought of it. I put together a group text, and decide on the....least ~revealing~ way to put it that I can. I definitely don't want to have Kimball thinking I'm a freak.

>Spending some quiet time @ 1500 Lark Dr, apt D w/ Belle Fiche

That should be sufficiently mysterious and – the ping of a received text makes me glance at the screen.
Yvette: >k wll chk bk l8r
….I really shouldn't be surprised that she understands things like this, and it's both gratifying and a little weird to know she knows I'm into the lifestyle.

Belle is smiling at me as I look at my phone and I quickly put it away. As long as I got one response, that's fine. Of course....I would just bet that Emilia is going to grill me about what happens tonight. Or at lest beg and plead for me to tell her. That starts me feeling warm again, and I'm startled by the chirp of the car next to me, a silver Impala.

“This is us.” I hear the doors unlock and slip into the passenger seat....though I can't help but check the back seat. “It's in the trunk, Xi,” she murmurs indulgently as she slides into the seat and I feel my cheeks coloring. Of course it is, it's a bunch of rope and cuffs and ties and toys. That doesn't stop my heart from beating faster still. This is really happening now. Well, it is probably happening. Terror and excitement are a heady mix.

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>>35474043
“I'm glad I didn't let you take my panties off.”

My comment surprises Belle almost as much as it surprises me.

“Oh?”

“My skirt would be totally ruined now.” Belle is still looking at me, and I look down a little shyly. “Sorry, nervous.”

The strange, gentle, flirtatious young woman suddenly leans over and cups my chin, and looks into my eyes, showing me the whole of her hazel eyes. My breath catches and she whispers softly to me, “I promise it will be just what you want, Xi, and nothing more than you can handle.”

[] Yes, ma'am.
[] Thank you, Belle.
[] All right....
[] I'm scared, Belle.
[] Other?

>>35474050
>[] All right....

>>35474050
[x] Thank you, Belle.

>>35474050
[] I'm scared, Belle.

Daawww...

>>35474050
>[] Thank you, Belle.

[x] Thank you, Belle.
[x] I'm a bit scared.

Being afraid is ok. Getting over that fear is a great bonding experience.

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[X] Thank you, Belle.
[X] Other: I'm not too scared, just a little.

I glance down a little, and then look into her eyes again. They really are beautiful, and calm, and gentle. And yet there's a little part of me that clenches at the hope that she's not TOO gentle. “Thank you Belle,” I murmur softly, and she lets go of my chin, her fingers lightly tracing my lips as she does so. Her hands are still warm. “I'm a little scared.”

Belle leans back, and looks at me, leaning against the door a bit. “Want to know a secret?”

My smile is automatic. “You're scared too?”

Her answering grin is warm, and those sleepy eyes gaze at me as she murmurs in that sweet-husky voice of hers. “I don't want to disappoint you, Xi, that's all.”

That admission makes me feel warm inside, not just the heat of what we're planning, but warm because I understand how she feels a little. I remind her as she starts the car: “After everything you've shown me today, I doubt that's even a possibility, Belle....”

>To Be Continued....

>>35474050
[] Thank you, Belle.
[] I trust you.

>>35474175
>To Be Continued....
srsly?

Another tomorrow evening, at hopefully the correct time, plz moot.

>>35474175
Wow XS, how many more threads do you think you'll do?

Thank for the thread!

Aw yis thanks for running XS
Fire still purging around?

>>35474181
Work demands, and original requestor doesn't do daytime.

But yes. Now we get to see how badly BDSM can be written in questing format since it's never been tried before that I know of.

>>35474195
....maybe one. Maybe two. God I hope not three.

>>35474204
Still fire, but smoke has not been too bad due to high winds and the burns being less hill-riddled.

>>35474216
Plenty of BDSM has been written, just none of it has been interactive because every QM equates 'you're tied up' with 'you can't make any choices', which is just plain fucking wrong.

>>35474234
That will not be a problem.

>>35474230
That's good, I guess.
Would be better with no fire at all.
How is it when it rains?

>>35474216
Think both Blatant Fetish Quest and Fuck Quest had BDSM. I'm sure there are more I can't recall.

>>35474241
Not that poster, but given the way I react to what you write versus what everybody else writes, I do believe in you.

>>35474192
>tomorrow

Damn, I'm gonna miss the thread. On the other hand, I won't have to wake up before the sun, which is nice.

I am now cautiously optimistic about Belle.

It's hard to enjoy something when too paranoid. Good tread.

>>35474247
>>35474234
With the manner that Belle has tied my arms behind my back, I can't even shift them slightly as she draws the ropes over each shoulder slowly. The feel of the silk rope sliding along my collarbones is strange, not gentle or soft, but almost abrasive. My squirming is noticed by Belle and she pauses, laying one hand on my belly, just touching me there, holding me. I try to stay sill as she finishes pulling the ropes down, and I do much better this time.

Then she stands up and looks me in the eyes as she slowly ties spacer knots in the rope, as it hands between my breasts. “So you've never had someone practice real shibari on you before, Miss Xi?”

“No ma'am.”

“Then I have a question for you.” Her hands work without her watching them, tying the knots by memory and feel, just like I might polish a facet on a gemstone.

“Yes, ma'am?”

She leans forward and the silk of her blouse brushes my hard nipples, my belly, as she whisper in my ear. “One...?” She slides a single finger along my sex, from perineum to clit. I'm so wet that there isn't any resistance at all, and my knees start to buckle. I bite my lip to keep quiet, we made that rule clear already. “Or two...?” She frames my sex with her fingers, and pushes, or pulls...spreading my labia, and exposing my moist heat to cool air.

[] One, ma'am.
[] Two, ma'am.
[] As you wish, ma'am.
[] I don't know which is worse!
[] Other?

>>35474364

Boner, stop. It's jsut a teaser, damnit.

Tha's good.

>>35474244
Rain makes everything good.

Outside of the fires this is an ideal area.

>>35474364
Yesssss

>I bite my lip to keep quiet, we made that rule clear already.
Honestly, that's the hottest part of the post.

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>>35474364

>>35474364
>spoilering whole posts
Don't do that.

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>>35474364
>pic related
>>35474392
That's good then.

>>35474364
Unf. My anticipation for the next thread just reached critical levels Xi, well done.

Oh what exactly is shibari? I would google it but given the context I'm afraid of it being something I wouldn't want in my search history...

>>35474418
I promise Xi will not say
"Oh shit, I forgot the condom!"
Nor will Belle reply
"We're both girls, you dork."

>>35474431
Japanese rope bondage. Specifically, artistic bondage designed to restrain and display.

>>35474450
Leave it to the Japanese to make an art form from bondage.

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>>35474450
>>35474431
>shibari

>>35474437

But that would have been hilarious.

Make sure to throw a joke about the risk of pregnancy in there.

>>35474510
That's more a Ryukuza Quest thing.

>>35474529
when next dose of lewd lizards and oni-chans?

>>35474407
>implying she isn't going to break it 10 minutes in

>>35474559
Wednesday if all goes well. Tuesday if I'm especially lucky. I can't promise at the moment, because, doctors are fickle animals.

>>35474364
Incidentally, that was written whole cloth, just now.

I never type that far ahead, anon is too fickle. They made me rewrite two posts entirely today alone.

>>35474615
Due to votes tipping a different direction?

>>35474631
Exactly. Even that isn't actually a guaranteed event. It's entirely possible anons will chose a different letter of the alphabet.