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Rika's playtime	By : keinNick Category: Digimon > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 13148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Renamon had taken her tamer's offer and was now sharing a shower with her. She had to admit Rika had grown into a bewitching young woman. She had now let her hair down more often, but still wore it at shoulder-length, making it frame her gorgeous face somehow. Her breasts weren't big, but beautifully shaped and very firm to the touch. She had to know, she was “washing” them right now. Her rear side was a sight to die for, with long, slender legs, a nearly perfect back and a cute, round, tantalizing ass. All that barred her from getting a boyfriend was her “Icequeen” attitude she still kept up in public.

“Renamon!” Rika's voice took her back to the present. “As much as I like this... treatment, I think I should start preparing now.”

“O-okay, I'll be waiting for you in the garden then.”

“In the garden? Why there and not in the spare room?”

“Because I like I'd rather do it outside. And after all, that's my favorite place around the house.”

“Outside, huh? This is getting more and more kinky.” With this, Rika exited the shower, leaving Renamon to finish alone. However, doing this outside wasn't that special to her. As she had explained before, to a digimon there were other measures for shame than to a human, if there were any at all. She had had sex in broad daylight, visible to anyone who would have had cared to watch, without feeling any shame. It wasn't exhibitionism, since it didn't increase her arousal being so open, it was just something that was normal for digimon, at least the ones who had a sex drive.

Short time later, Renamon stood under the tree on the small isle in the middle of the garden, waiting for Rika to join her outside. When she finally stepped out, Renamon's jar dropped: The girl was wearing her open bra and crotchless leather panties, as well as black stockings and a pair of black silken elbow gloves, both obviously “borrowed” from her mother's wardrobe. In her hands she held several ropes, her nipple chain and her blindfold. “Are you ready for some fun?” she asked in a erotic, low-pitched voice. Her partner could just stammer something incomprehensible.

“What is it? Cat got your tongue?” Rika asked, raising an eyebrow. Still Renamon was literally stunned by what she was seeing. “I'll take that as a yes.”

“Why are you wearing this?” The digimon finally managed to blurt out.

“Why not?” Rika put the counter question in a normal tone. “I was in the mood for it and it's not like anybody but you could see me. Besides, you seem to like it.”

“I do, I was just a little astonished seeing you like this. You have changed more than I thought.”

“Eight years are a long time. I have grown to like feeling sexy, but most boys seem to mistake sexy for easy.”

“I was right.”

“Huh?”

“You know earlier, I thought that whoever is going to be your boyfriend, is going to be the luckiest guy in the world. And hearing you talk like that about yourself proves me right. And it shows he's got to work for his price, which will be more than worth it.”

“That's... nice of you to say, but we're not here for girls talk, are we?” Rika said, getting back her sexy voice from before.

“No, we aren't.” Renamon replied determinedly, then, also lowering her voice to a , she added: “We're here to have hot, kinky fun with these ropes you brought. And I'm getting rather impatient here.”

“We should start then, before you go nuts.” Rika said and threw a rope over a thick branch of the tree, tying it firmly to it afterwards. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back, I'm going to start there.” She instructed.

Renamon did as she was told, but Rika didn't react. “What is it?” The digimon asked a little confused.

“I'm wondering if you can doff these gauntlets of yours. I think they'll get in the way.”

“Of course I can. These may look like they're adhered on me, but they aren't.” With one thought, the gloves dispersed into data, which Renamon scanned. She would reload them when this was over. “Better?”

“Much. Now the show can start.” Renamon reached out behind her and felt Rika grab her wrists. Then the rope hanging from the tree was twined around them and far up her arms, creating somewhat like a rope armbinder, which forced her to bow down a little. After she made sure the binding couldn't loosen, Rika went to Renamon's front, taking the rope with her. She wanted to wind it around her partner's chest. But when she ran her hands through her mane, she revealed quite large breasts.

“Wow, what lovely tits you have here.” Rika said, pinching the nipples.

“Rika!” the digimon groaned heavily and arched her back, showing off her bust.

“This gives me an idea, but first, I will put the blindfold on you. Is this okay with you?”

“Of course. I trust you just as much as you trust me, so do whatever you think is right.”

“Okay then...” Rika gulped a bit. She was still nervous about doing this, since she didn't exactly know how she should bind Renamon. She herself liked it quite tight, but she didn't want to hurt her partner. However, she would herself worthy of this trust. She picked up the blindfold, lay the straps around the digimon's head and closed the buckle, which was a little difficult, since it was only made to fit a human head, not that of a human sized fox. At last, it locked and Renamon was virtually blind.

“Okay, I'm going to get something from inside. It may take a few minutes.” Rika explained. “Are you okay with staying like this?”

“I think it will only make me more horny. You can take your time.” She showed a lewd smirk, revealing just how much the situation turned her on.

“I'll try not to.” Rika's steps became quiet as she flitted into the house. Renamon immediately felt alone with herself, and tried to squirm free of her bonds. Which, she realized soon, was impossible, Rika had done a good job on the knurls. Nevertheless, she still writhed around, even more powerful now, it turned her on being helpless like this and not able to do anything about it. She knew she could tear the rope to shreds when she wanted, but where was the fun in that?

“Renamon? Are you okay? Should I untie you?” Rika's slightly panicked voice pulled her back to the present. She heard her naked feet running over the small bridge to the isle.

“No, don't!” She exclaimed. “I like it like this, I've hardly been this horny ever before.”

“Really?” Rika didn't sound convinced, but didn't question her any further. “I found what I needed, so we can go on.”

“Please do so.” Renamon panted. Just then, she felt her breasts being squeezed and stroked, then the rope was put right beneath them, winded around her once, then above her tits. Rika continued, alternating between up and down, until it was three times each. After this, she led it down between the breasts and started to wrap it around the six lines of rope. Renamon felt how her tits got a little constricted. It was a bit painful, but not really unpleasing. She gasped at the feeling.

“Wow, this really looks inviting, like your nipples are begging me to suck on them. May I?”

“Don't ask, just do it!” Renamon managed to bring out in between two moans.

And Rika did. She placed her mouth at the right tit, sucking, licking and gently biting it, while she caressed the other one with her gloved hand. Renamon's panting quickly grew faster. But the girl hadn't completed her binding yet, so she withdrew from her partner's chest, making her groan in disapproval. “Not so soon, you hot little vixen. We're not finished with these pretty little ropes here.”

She took another one into her hands and tied it around her digimon's hips, then leading it through her legs, thus creating a crothrope, in which she tied several knots. These should rub against Renamon's slit, slowly and teasingly arousing her, but not bringing release. When she wanted to kink it on the backside, Renamon interfered: “Why are you tying it so loose?”

“Loose? I think it already is pretty tight. Are you sure?” Rika asked, leaning around her partner. “I don't want to hurt you.”

“Don't worry, I can take it.” Her partner assured her.

“If we should stop, just say 'Bakery'!”

“I will, now please carry on.” The digimon said in an almost begging voice. She was driven by lust at this point and Rika started to have serious doubts about her judgement. But she finished what she started, pulling the row of knots into the digimon's snatch, causing her to groan, tied it to the back and picked up a third rope, the last one she brought. It was rather short, but she only used it to tie Renamon's ankles together anyway. After that, Rika wanted to shock her partner a little, so she took the nipple chain and held it into the water of the artificial creek which flowed through the garden. Despite it being already May, the water was quite cold, perfect for Rika's purpose. When she had cooled the clamps for some minutes, ignoring Renamon asking her what she was doing and where she was, the girl sneaked to her digimon to not ruin the element of surprise and put the chain on her, making her scream a little. “Ah! What did you do? This feels so...” She went quiet when the shock faded away and the digimon noticed the low temperature and the sheer power of the clamps. “Whatever you did, it feels great. Go on! Please go on!” She begged, drool dripping from her mouth. Rika, now really worried about her, would have liked to free her right then and there, but she didn't want to be a spoilsport. So she decided to end this as fast as possible. She had brought the remote controlled vibrator Renamon had used on her before and now, she pulled the crotch rope aside and pushed the toy inside Renamon's pussy, causing another lustful gasp. She turned on the device and Renamon let out a loud moan, soon followed by many quieter ones. Rika turned up the vibrations to high, but Renamon interrupted her again: “Not yet! Tease me more! I don't want to cum yet.”

The girl did as she was told, turning the toy back to medium level. She was growing more and more nervous with every moan her partner let out.

Renamon however was in pure bliss: Her eyes rendered useless by the blindfold, her arms tied to the tree behind her back, her tits squeezed by the rope bra, her nipples pinched by cold steel clamps and her dripping wet pussy filled with a vibrator, which was held in place by a crotch rope drenched in her juices, the knots rubbing against her clit. Once again she squirmed around, once again in vain. Then her lust flooded mind spawned a thought even she herself had to admit was perverted. “Rika, grab a camera and take photos of me.”

“Say what?!?”

“You heard me. Later, I want to see how I look like now. Please do it!”

Again she used this begging tone of hers which Rika just couldn't resist. “I'll be back in a minute.”

The tamer's steps once again grew distant. Renamon rocked her hips, trying to increase the pleasure she was receiving. It did nothing, but again she felt the relentless ropes brush hard against her body. Only Rika could free her now, since she couldn't muster up the concentration and power to rip the ropes to pieces with her attack anymore. After minutes of writhing around in her ties, she heard Rika running back to her.

“I didn't find a photo camera, but a camcorder shout do too.” She explained panting from her rushed search. “I even brought a tripod.”

“Even better! Now start recording already!”

“Okay, okay, just gimme a sec.” After setting up the camera, Rika said “Action!” and pressed the 'record'-button. Her partner started to wiggle around again, harder then ever before, probably to put up a good show for the camera. After a minute or two, she moaned heavily: “Finish me!”

Rika understood and turned the vibrator up to 'climax'. Renamon first panted, then groaned and finally, when she was sent over the edge, she screamed on top of her lungs, experiencing the greatest orgasm she ever felt. After the internal storm subsided, she blacked out and her body collapsed in her bonds.

Rika quickly undid the knot on the tree to prevent her partner's shoulders to getting seriously hurt and began untying her. She had to force herself to keep calm, but inside she was worried sick about Renamon. 'If anything happened to her, it will be my fault.' She had just pulled out the vibrator, when the digimon became conscious again. “Rika...” she whispered, still exhausted from the extreme experiences of the last minutes.

“Renamon! Are you alright?” She hugged her partner teary-eyed.

“Rika, calm down! I'm fine, just really tired. I have to thank you, for not stopping this halfway through. Therefore I could live through the hottest climax I've ever felt. And I have to apologize. I knew you had a bed feeling about this, but you didn't break off. I owe you, big time.”

“No, you don't, just never scare me like this again.”

A few minutes later, Renamon was in the bathroom, cleaning herself, while Rika prepared something to eat for the both of them. Or at least, that was what she had wanted to do, when she had entered to room. But then, she saw a note lying on the table. She picked it up and began to read:

'Hello, Rika,

quite a show you put up there, didn't think you were into this stuff. And I've got to admit you've rather got talent. But as any great talent, it needs guidance. I hereby offer you this guidance. If you want to accept it, come to the old Tamaka warehouse at the docks between two and six pm any day within the next ten days, including today. I will be there.

Hope to see you soon,

a long time admirer.'

“What the fuck?” Rika wondered, just when Renamon came in.

“What is it, Rika?” she asked her tamer, who answered: “I just found this message.” She handed her the paper. After she had read it, she asked: “Are you going to go there?”

“What? Why should I?” Rika replied. “After all, it could just be a stupid prank. Or some pervert. What if it's a trap to kidnap me something?”

“That's what I'm here for. I could come with you, and if anything goes wrong, I step in and we flee.” the digimon presented her plan.

“Still, I don't think it's worth the risk. What if we just waste time on it?” the girl asked.

“Then, I'd be happy to make it up to you.” her partner answered in an ambiguous voice.

“I guess I can't refuse such an offer then, huh?” Rika said in the same tone. She didn't make it clear what offer she meant: Renamon's or the one in the letter.

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The title means something along "The fox and the cherry blossom".
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