Kari\'s Gift | By : Talonias Category: Digimon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 13643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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“T.K.” Kari said softly, doing her best to hide the nervousness in her voice. “I’m not too sure about this…
Her boyfriend stood beside her and smiled, the dazzling light catching her eyes, and making her forget her worries if only for a moment.
“Don’t worry about it.” He said. “This is what you wanted, right? And after all, you can always back out if you want.”
It was tempting, she had to admit. Her stomach felt knotted with tension, and even the breath-taking feeling of the game that T.K. had played with her last night wasn’t quite enough to erase the thoughts in her head now.
What if we get caught? I’d die of embarrassment.
Just the possibility of it sent blood to her cheeks, and made her look away from the swimming complex which they stood by the doors of.
“Don’t worry.” T.K. repeated, and stepped towards the door, pulling Kari along behind him. He moved slowly, letting her walk at her own pace for the moment as the pair came into the large reception area. They paid their fees, giving money to the bored receptionist before moving on into the tiled corridor leading to the changing rooms.
It was almost like what she had done before, with Sora. But now, it was T.K. by her side, and Kari was feeling more than a bit anxious. Into the hall filled with changing cubicles they came. The sounds of people around them and the sight of a few swimmers coming and going made her all too aware that they were in public now.
He really can’t mean to do what I think he does, can he?
“Now, here’s the first order of business.” T.K. said. “Take me to the changing room that you used last time.”
Her head bowed in embarrassment, Kari did just that, leading him through the corridors until she came to the one that she had used along with Sora. Luckily, no one was in it, and her boyfriend pushed open the door, gesturing for her to move inside. Looking around wildly, and expecting at any moment to hear a shout from someone else, she ducked inside, and he followed. The door closed, and he locked it with a click.
Now, the two of them stood between the same dull white walls that she had before. A low bench ran across the back of the room, and the column stood still in the centre of it all. He told her to disrobe, and Kari did so. Trying not to pay attention to the way his eyes hugged her body, her thighs and her bare skin. It was exhilarating, and even the fact that they were in public wasn’t enough to dull that rush. When she was naked, T.K. reached out again, running a hand gently across her side, Kari felt the urge to shiver, the warmth of his skin on her own a sharp contrast to the cold air of the changing room.
He moved in suddenly, bringing her closer to kiss her passionately, his tongue working into her mouth, Kari was caught by surprise, and put up little resistance, the feeling of him inside her mouth made her lower self tremble with anticipation. Lust boomed through her body, as his fingers traced their way across her bare skin. They came to her pussy, and began to rub her slowly, each touch sending spikes of heat through her body. She bit down on the urge to moan, aware through the kissing and the touching that they were still in public.
He rubbed her and teased her for some minutes, playing with her folds while she kissed him, his fingers stroking her slowly, sensuously bringing her into full arousal. Kari groaned, and wondered if it would be like last night, when he’d forced her to climax again and again, each one building on the last. Making her feel drained, but so satisfied. As he had worked with her then, she’d almost felt the world drift away to nothing. Caught in the blissful tide of sexual stimulation.
There was a knock on the door, cutting like a knife through Kari’s daze. Her eyes snapped open, and she pulled her head back, disengaging from the kiss. She felt T.K. pull his fingers from her mound, still dripping with her own juices.
The knock came again, and she caught the faintest smile on the face of her boyfriend. Before she could ask him to stop, he stepped away from her, and moved towards the door.
“T.K. what are you doing?” Kari asked. “I’m...I’m naked here!”
“Don’t worry.” He said to her. Before she could complain, he unbolted it, and threw it open in a single motion, and Kari dived for the pillar, hoping that it would help to hide her modesty. A figure stepped in, and the door was closed again.
“Glad you could make it.” T.K. said. “I honestly didn’t think that you would be interested at all.”
“What can I say?” Said a familiar voice, and Kari’s blushing head slowly emerged from hiding. “I’ve always been interested in something like this.”
It was Sora. Her red hair spilling down the back of her neck, clothed in jeans and a casual shirt. Kari spluttered, and realised that she was still naked.
“So, you took me advice did ya?” The older girl said. “I can see the two of you have been getting along very well.”
“It’s not-” Kari began, but T.K. waved her down with a friendly smile.
“It’s okay., Kari. After you told me your story, I got a bit curious about Sora’s habits, and we got to talking. It was pretty embarrassing at first.” He gave a laugh. “But she was a bit interested in what we were doing and wanted to tag along. I take it you don’t mind?”
“O-Of course not.” Kari said, still a little confused.
“So, you’re really acting as his slave Kari?” Sora asked, not unkindly. “I see you did find out your own kinks after all. And your body is pretty rocking as well. Look at you there standing unashamed without a scrap of clothes.”
Kari gave a start when she realised Sora was right, and moved to cover herself, making the red-headed woman gave a laugh.
“So, what do you have planned T.K?” Sora asked. “You said I could only tag along if I stuck to the rules, right?”
“That’s right.” T.K. said. “I want you here to participate in a little game of ours. Kari’s been really going all out, so I wanted to reward her a little, you know? You up for it?”
“I’m here aren’t I?” His other friend said with a cheeky grin. “I don’t know about you, but if I get an invitation to a depraved sex party, I don’t really tend to show up unless I already know I’m up for it. What kind of game do you have in mind?”
“Well, I thought of a few. The one I want to start with though is pretty simple. As you can guess, Kari and I have, uh, already spent some time together. I thought that you and she might want to get acquainted as well.”
“Lesbians, eh?” Sora said. “Well, I can’t really say I’m surprised, since a lot of guys like that thing. Know my boyfriend does, anyway. Not the first time I’ve been asked to play with a girl. What about you Kari?”
“Me? Ah, I guess, uh...” She stuttered, her face bright red, she could hardly believe the conversation that was going on around her!
“I’ll assume that’s a yes.” Sora said. “But a game isn’t very fun without stakes, right T.K? You’re Kari’s boss now. So I want to make a bet with you over the game.”
“What kind of bet?” T.K. asked, feeling curious, though also somewhat out of his depth. Despite the calm facade he was wearing, he still couldn’t believe he was doing this. “And what are the stakes?”
“Well, if I win, I want to take control of the two of you for a day.” Sora grinned. “That way, I get two slaves for the price of one. Not bad, eh?”
“And if I win?”
“I guess you’ll just have to make do with me being your slave as well.”
“What, you would risk that?”
“Please, as though a novice like you could think up something I hadn’t already done. Besides, I don’t think I’ll lose.”
T.K. thought for a moment, and then nodded slowly. He glanced towards Kari, hoping she would make mention if she thought he was going too far. She was flushing adorably, but didn’t say a word, so he continued.
“All right then.” He said. “You’re on. What’s the game?”
“Easy. I have some of my toys with me like you asked. I’ll set Kari here up with one, just to keep her happy. Then, you and me can have some fun. Whoever peaks first loses.”
“Sounds interesting.” T.K. nodded. “All right, let’s play your game, Sora. But you’re going to lose.”
She flashed him a look full of confidence. “I doubt it.”
“We’ll see.” T.K. said with a smile of his own.
Kari stood by and watched as her boyfriend wagered her on the outcome of the game, feeling a flustered sense of arousal despite herself. The thought of being owned by someone else wasn’t exactly what she would usually call a fun thing; but she had a deep trust for Sora. And besides, if T.K. lost, he’d be a slave too! She wondered what sort of games Sora might make the two of them play… What kind of punishment would there be? Maybe they’d be forced to strip naked, and made to have sex in front of her… A flush washed across her face at the thought, and she wanted to deny the lust she felt, but it was impossible. Her lower self was throbbing in time with her thoughts. She couldn’t help but wonder about it. How T.K’s naked hands would feel running across her sides. The heat of his body pressing against her…
And so it was that T.K. watched as Sora moved over to where Kari stood. The red-haired girl smiled at her friend, and leaned in close. Kari felt another flush of heat. Sora’s hands roamed over her naked body, and she felt the other girl pinch her nipples, sending a flash of pleasure spiking through her. Her legs felt weak and trembly. Sora took a length of rope, and bound Kari’s hands behind her back, forcing her bottom to the pillar to which Sora herself had been tied before. The metal felt cold, and the rope bit into her arms a little. Then, Sora gently wedged her legs apart, for the first time, Kari felt the touch of another woman on her mound. Something hard and small was slipped between her lower lips, igniting an aching need in her body. A vibrator, she was sure. The touch so gentle that she almost didn’t recognise it for what it was
With her hands tied behind the pillar, and a vibrator at her lower self, Kari reflected that this was exactly the thing she had dreamed of last time they were here. She did her best to stifle a moan as Sora’s hand worked across her nipple, playing with it for a moment before moving away. Kari almost asked for her not to stop, the feel of her hands was so gentle and warm, touching her in ways that showed Sora done more than enough experimenting on her own.
Sora stood up to admire her handiwork, and nodded in satisfaction.
“Well, Kari.” She said. “It looks like you’re about to have some fun. Try not to think too badly of me when I make your boyfriend into my slave, key? I promise I’ll have the two of you do something kinky to make up for it.”
She pressed a button on a remote, and Kari felt the vibrator spring to life; living up to its name as it started to buzz between the folds of her mound. Arousal swamped through her, and she did her best not to let it take over entirely, and especially not to let the others know just how much it was effecting her. Her lower self throbbed already, and she knew that she her moistness was obvious, the walls of her labia becoming engorged. She wanted to look away, for even though T.K. had played games with her before, it had not aroused her to such a state. She felt the vibrator buzzing inside her, stimulating the walls of her pussy, and did her best not to writhe in time with it, even as her breaths started to become short, and her senses almost painfully acute.
Even through the haze of pleasure, T.K. did her best to focus on the sight before her, furiously fighting her own need to climax even as it built higher and higher. She wouldn’t, she was strong enough to resist this.
Sometimes, in her most private moments, Kari had wondered what it would be like to be in this situation. Maybe she’d be kidnapped by strangers, and forced to put on a show. Stimulated until she couldn’t help but climax in front of them as they cheered and called her names. The private fantasy had always seemed so shameful to her, and yet, it had an element of excitement she could never fully escape.
Sora was moving towards T.K. now. Her walk was confident, seductive, Kari shuddered, and it wasn’t all to do with the building force of her coming climax. She was going to watch another women with her boyfriend. She probably shouldn’t have been angry, but with the vibrator driving her slowly to madness, all she could feel was arousal.
The two of them met, half embrace and half wrestling for control. T.K’s hand slipped below the waistline of Sora’s trousers, and she gave a start at his touch, but she smirked as well.
“Confident, aren’t we?” She muttered. T.K. flashed her a smile as he reached up with his other hand to unbutton her shirt. Not to be beaten, Sora locked him into a deep kiss, pressing her chest up against him even as he struggled to unclothe her. For a moment, the two were locked together, and then they broke. Sora took a step back, licking her lips slowly.
“How about a truce?” She said. “I’ll strip down if you do.”
T.K’s eyes flashed towards Kari, hopefully checking that she was still in the game herself. She tried to give a reassuring nod, and then he grinned.
“All right then. Let’s strip.”
They undressed. Sora pulling off her shirt to reveal her well-toned body. Years of sport had honed it greatly, and it made Kari feel somewhat insecure. She was taut, her muscles clear and her skin tanned. Her bra came off next, revealing her breast. Well formed, though smaller than most. Her nipples were already stiff with arousal. Then, she took off her trousers, shrugging them away as though they were nothing. Now, Sora stood in her panties and socks. She put put her hands on her waist and frowned in disapproval.
“Well?” She said. “Are you going to do the same?”
T.K. was. Swiftly disrobing. Tossing his shirt and trousers to the ground to reveal the honed body that had haunted Kari’s day dreams for so long. She moaned as she saw that his member was already stiff with arousal.
Before Sora could move, T.K. attacked. Sweeping her hands behind her and pinning them with one of his own, he backed her into the wall of the cubicle, and his free hand swept around to tug at the line of her panties. With another move, he pulled them down, revealing her shaved lower self to the world.
“T-that’s not fair.” Sora protested, a hint of red about her face. T.K.’s answer was in the form of actions, slowly bringing her fingers towards her mound. She made a face when he started to touch her there, gently stroking her lower self in long, leisurely moves. The same moves that Kari had felt applied to herself such a short time ago. She gave another moan, and tried not to writhe, even though she desperately wanted release from her torment. Climax was building, and she could only keep telling herself that she couldn’t fail. The thought of failure, however, was itself arousing, and she wondered what kind of punishment Sora would set the two of them if she were to win. She imagined that it would be elaborate at the very least. Maybe they would be put in chains and made to have sex with each other for her amusement?
Kari stifled another moan at the thought. She’d not actually had sex with T.K. yet, and she wanted it to be special, but the thought of her first time with him being like that was exciting and shameful.
Or maybe…
Maybe Sora would put on a strap-on? Would she make T.K. watch as she forced Kari to submit to her own advances? She imagined the motion of her breasts as Sora hammered her from the back, feeling the length of rubber as it entered her, the grunting and the need, all as T.K. watched helplessly.
She felt her grip loosening over her body, she was gasping now, the pleasure lighting very nerve aflame. Even the cold air against her pale skin felt truly torturous.
She realised she’d blinked off for a moment, losing sight of the contest as she lived through imaginary punishments. The scene before her had changed, Sora had managed to slip her hands free, and one of them was stroking her boyfriend’s member. Pumping it slowly back and forth even as T.K. himself slowly parted the lower lips of her labia. Kari could see that T.K. was doing his very best not to cum, but that Sora was in the lead, and driving him ever closer to the edge.
Suddenly, the tables turned again when T.K. found her clit, lightly pinching it just enough to send a rush of sensation through her body. Sora groaned, and T.K. took advantage of that, running his over hand over her breast, teasing her nipples and generally applying as much pressure to her as he could. She shuddered, and Kari remembered how she had moved before, when she had been bringing herself to the climax.
“S-She’s close, T.K.!” Kari managed to squeak. Her boyfriend heard, and increased his pace, Sora gave another shudder, and then climaxed with a squeak of her own. T.K. smirked, and withdrew his hands so that the redhead stood shuddering from the after effects on her own. She gasped.
“So.” T.K. said. “What was that about you easily beating me?”
“You cheated!” Sora accused. “Kari helped!”
“The rules didn’t say that she couldn’t do that.” T.K. said. “You lost fair and square, so now you’ve got to be a slave too, right?”
Sora scowled, but nodded. “I guess so...”
“So, why don’t you go over there and finish Kari off? I think she deserves it, don’t you?”
The vibrator was still buzzing merrily in her pussy, Kari could only watch as Sora stood up, and brushed herself down. Her naked body was flushed, and her lower self wet with arousal. The redhead moved over to where Kair was chained, and knelt down. One of her hands moved to the vibrator, gently nudging it against Kari’s clit. She gasped, shock running through her bound limbs.
“N-not so sudden...” She pleaded.
As though in answer to the words, Sora shot her a grin, and gently took hold of her clitoris between two fingers. Karo moaned, going weak at the knees, Sora’s fingers gently started to tease her lower self.
“I don’t see why I should go easy on you, Kari.” Sora said with a pouting expression. “You lost me the game, now you’re in my power.”
The vibrator was removed, but that was of little condolence to Kari, because Sora got to work on her right away. Stroking her folds with powerful, long motions. Sensually rubbing across her lower self. Kari moaned, but the cuffs kept her from doing anything, and all she could do was to try and endure it. Sora’s hands were so much worse than T.K’s had been. T.K. had been unused to pleasuring her, they’d been learning together, but Sora knew it all already. It was like the most exquisite torture as Sora played with her body. Stroking her and touching until she was gasping, and ready to beg for release. Kari was aware that her nipples were standing erect, the cold air against her body was almost painful, so sensitive had Sora’s actions made her. Still, the redhead went on, one hand pinched Kari’s nipple, inciting a yelp of surprise. T.K. watched from the other side of the cubicle, his arousal obvious.
That sight more than anything else made her more aroused. T.K. was watching her be pleasured, she was tied to a pillar and helpless, and the boy she was attracted to couldn’t take his eyes off her naked body. She wanted to shout in shame, to ask that he turn away, but she couldn’t. She didn’t. Something in her loved it. Loved the sight of him looking at her. Loved the feeling of helplessness that she was experiencing.
She moaned as Sora’s fingers touched her deeply again, and she felt the climax rising in her. Sora saw it too, and began to work more quickly, fingers playing across her folds, touching her here and there. Driving one finger into her, Kari yelped at that, feeling the finger enter inside her. She squirmed, but that only made it worse, and the feeling helped to push her along as well.
She surged suddenly, and then gasped as the feeling was released, the climax pounding through her body. A moan escaped her lips, and Sora sat back.
“There.” She said. “That seems like it was enough of a punishment for now.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that.” T.K. said, his voice making her eyes snap open once more. “I still have much more for the two of you to do today. Did you think this was all I had planned?”
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