Aimi stared into Mari's featureless eyes intently, remaining silent and frustrated as the other woman taunted her.<br/><br/>She pushed Mari with both her hands, throwing the slender kunoichi backwards into a bed of sand. It sank under her weight, but only around her midsection as her wrists and ankles were once again bound in thick shackles of flowing sand.<br/><br/>The rest settled into the earth, leaving Marise splayed out on the ground. Aimi blew the long blonde hair from her face with an exaggerated breath and looked down at the other woman with a sinister smile.<br/><br/>Without speaking, Aimi freed the toy from her dripping sex and knelt down, pulling Mari's pants down enough to slide the soaked puppet component inside. It slipped in easily and snugly.<br/><br/>"Now you listen here." Aimi said, standing up and walking around the once-again bound kunoichi, "There's no reason we can't both get off."<br/><br/>She said through her teeth, "If you'd cooperate... This time I won't let you escape."<br/><br/>She curled two fingers towards herself and Marise felt the toy pull deeper inside of her. Aimi looked at Tashi and was panting, her frustration getting the better of her, "Two's too awkward for you?" She huskily breathed. "You should undress, then we'll see, huh?"<br/><br/>Suddenly, sand wrapped around Marise's neck- not coarse but soft like powder... Yet still threatening, knowing what it could do. Aimi dropped to her knees, legs spread around the other woman's head. She looked over her shoulder, staring into Mari's eyes over the curve of her own ass. She grinned and spread her knees further, her wet pussy unavoidably planted on the other woman's lips.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack: 26, Grapple: 32</div></div>