Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)
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				Title: <strong>Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 22:47:55</strong>
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				Dale looks at the mysterious note that someone tucked into her gym bag while she was at practice tonight and shook her head.&nbsp; She knows the handwriting, of course, and even if she hadn't recognized it there's only one person she knows who not only uses purple ink for everything, but also has a tendency to aggressively make matches...and that's Shayla the Irrepressible, Shayla the Madcap, Shayla of the Insatiable Curiosity.&nbsp; So whatever event is behind this mysterious note, the pesky Chipmunk has done something wicked, and the only way to find out for sure and for certain what exactly she's done is to act as if nothing was wrong and just return to her suite in the Women's Dorm after practice.<br><br>That's also the simplest route to escaping whatever mess Shayla has left, because the wastefully cheerful little pest has already tried getting Dale together with four or five other people (depending on how one counts, and whether that first accidental not-a-date was a serious attempt)...none of which have worked out, to Dale's relief.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the would-be Goddess of Love doesn't take failure as an excuse to dial it back.<br><br>Jogging up the steps to the dorm, Dale takes the stairs to the top floor--good endurance training!&nbsp; And waves to the R. A. as she gets to her door...and pauses to look at the note again.<br><br><em>Happy Unbirthday!<br>I figured out what I missed last time.<br>Your present is gift-wrapped for you--enjoy!</em><br><br>Shaking her head, the athletic young Raccoon unlocks her suite door and slips in, shutting it behind her before reaching for the light, utterly unaware that she's about to get far more than she expects...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:02:13</strong>
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				Amira was one of Dale's friends, and was also friends with Shayla.&nbsp; Shayla had only tried to match her up with someone once, so she didn't have anywhere NEAR the poor experiences with the squirrel's work, so she went unsuspecting when she got the note telling her to go to one of the other dorms in the Women's wing.<br><br>She hadn't expected to find the door ajar to begin with, nor was she expecting something to be dropped over her eyes to prevent her seeing as soon as she walked in.&nbsp; She heard the giggle, though, and knew that somehow, she'd just walked into another of Shayla's big plots, and this time into one of the darker ones.<br><br>So it was that when Dale opened her door, Amira, her ears flicked back against her head, her tail lashing back and forth against the floor, bound up in pink silk rope done up in shibari patterns, a ball gag strapped around the back of her head and seated firmly in her muzzle, weighted clamps clipped to each of her nipples, and a pair of toys, one in her vagina, and one in her ass, buzzing softly as she squirmed against them, her breathing sharp as she shook her head, unable to see who had just come in the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:08:38</strong>
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				Dale leans back against the door, one hand rising to clamp over her mouth in a vain attempt to keep her gasp of surprise held back--but dropping her bag makes almost as much noise.<br><br>"Holy crap," she says.&nbsp; "You okay, hon?&nbsp; Here, lemme...I don' believe this!"<br><br>Stumbling over her fallen bag, she all but rushes over to pull the blindfold free and shift the bound victim to a more upright position.&nbsp; This, of course, causes those lovely bound breasts to jiggle nicely and adds a little agony from the shifting of weights, but the young Raccoon takes no heed of this.&nbsp; Only after she frees her, uh, present from the blindfold does she recognize...<br><br>"Amira?&nbsp; What're you doin' in here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:12:05</strong>
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				Amira blinked behind the blindfold, her eyes going wider as she recognized Dale's voice, her heart speeding up as she realized who she'd been 'gift-wrapped' for, as Shayla had put it before closing the door on her way out.&nbsp; When the blindfold came away, she whimpered, and wriggled in place, mumbling around the gag unintelligibly, looking up at Dale with a hint of... something... behind her eyes, shrinking back slightly as her tail went completely still, and then just the tip of it began to flick back and forth as a faint bit of color became visible on her cheeks through the soft fur there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:34:44</strong>
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				Dale is clad as usual--Uni sweatshirt, cut-offs that aren't quite short enough to flash her panties when she bends over but hint at the possibility, baseball cap with her ponytail pulled through the back of the band.&nbsp; She runs her hands lightly over Amira's body, trying to determine the best way to untie her friend.&nbsp; Unfortunately, her grasp of such matters is amateurish at best and she nudges the clamps a few more times in the process.<br><br>"Why'd she tie you up, of all people?&nbsp; Damn pervo Chipmunk an' her stupid matchmakin' hobby..."<br><br>Too late, Dale's ears catch up with her mouth and she realizes not only that she has spoken aloud but that her comments might be misinterpreted.<br><br>"I mean, uhm, she'd ask if you wanted to be tied up, right?&nbsp; She wouldn't do this if you didn't, right?"<br><br>Finally meeting Amira's eyes, the Raccoon bites her lip cutely.<br><br>"Cause if you like it, an' she left you in here, then she...uhm...you an' me..."<br><br>With a flash of pink, she licks her lips nervously.&nbsp; Then one ear flicks and she tilts her head curiously.<br><br>"Hey, is somethin' buzzing?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:43:01</strong>
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				Each nudge at the clamps had Amira wincing where she knelt, but the words had a much more marked effect, and her eyes dropped to the floor, tears welling in the corners as she shook her head, still squirming noticeably, as she nodded in answer to the second question, ignoring the first.<br><br>Her eyes came up when Dale mentioned the buzzing, and she did her best to lift herself up so that Dale could see what was making the buzzing, but the ropes around her knees made it nearly impossible, so she wound up falling forward, ending up on her knees and face, though this was a blessed relief for her poor breasts, the weights hitting the floor and relieving the pull they were exerting on her nipples.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:52:35</strong>
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				"Whoa!"<br><br>Dale tries to catch Amira as the pretty Cat falls over, misses her mark, and ends up almost on top of the busty feline, belly against that perfect, tempting, round bottom and her hands holding Amira's waist.&nbsp; Then she causes more distress by tugging on the central rope as she rights herself...unknowingly causing the silk to dig more firmly against her friend's captive sex.<br><br>"Here, uhm, let me..."<br><br>Getting a hold of the strap on the gag, Dale releases that first, then reaches under to remove the clamps one at a time. It takes her a few tries, because by now her fingers are shaking.<br><br>"You wanted her to tie you up," she asks again, much more softly.&nbsp; "In my rooms.&nbsp; Where I'd find you like this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:56:00</strong>
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				The tug on the central rope caused an unusual reaction, Amira's back arching as her feet curled up slightly, her breathing actually catching and stopping completely for a moment, before she managed to force herself to breathe again, working her jaw once the gag was removed, staring off to the side once the clamps were removed.&nbsp; She sighed, and gave a faint nod in response to Dale's question, her shoulders hunching up as much as they could.<br><br>"Yeah," she said, her voice soft, almost inaudible, even as her hips wriggled slightly in the air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:02:15</strong>
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				"You wanted <em>me</em>...to find you like this," Dale says softly, pulling Amira back up onto her haunches.&nbsp; There's a tremor in her voice, excitement and uncertainty mingling.&nbsp; As if unbidden, one of her hands runs along Amira's thigh and hikes her skirt up a little.<br><br>"You want to be tied up, in my bed, for me to find," she repeats, sounding perhaps a little stunned even as she pulls the other woman against her&nbsp; slender body, until the Cat's bound arms are pinned between them and her lips brush the Cat's ear.&nbsp; "Guess that means you kinda want me.&nbsp; In bed.&nbsp; With you."<br><br>She brings her other hand up to lightly brush Amira's underboobs, then playfully pinching one nipple.<br><br>"Is that what you want?&nbsp; Me to fuck you?&nbsp; Just like this?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:07:15</strong>
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				She looked away when Dale pulled her up on her haunches again, her chin tucked in against her chest as best she could with how she was tied, though the hand under her skirt had her tensing, bringing a sharp inhalation as her back straightened slightly.<br><br>She finally looked up, her eyes meeting the wall, a soft nod as she was pulled back against the one girl she'd always had a crush on, a crush that had been there since the first time they'd met, and a shiver ran down her spine, her tail curling softly around Dale's waist, her tail flicking up and down slightly.<br><br>Her tail went still when Dale pinched her nipple, her eyes going wide as another sharp inhalation had her quivering against Dale, an almost imperceptible nod the only response to Dale's question as she squirmed against her, her fingers curling tightly together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:14:14</strong>
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				Dale trembles with forbidden excitement as Amira nods, and she gives the Cat's nipple another pinch...harder, this time.<br><br>"And you like this?"<br><br>There is no mistaking the fire in her belly now, nor the way her pussy tingles with anticipation and her nipples harden to the point of aching.&nbsp; Amira is one of her oldest friends here at Uni, one of her best friends period, and while she never thought the beautiful, busty Cat would reject her if she learned that Dale had thoughts about her...<br><br>Wantonly, Dale reaches down to grab the rope and tug it again, grinding the knots against Amira's clit.<br><br>"And this?&nbsp; Maybe I should put the clamps back on you, tighten them a little more."<br><br>She licks her lips again, then gently bites the Cat's neck just under the ear.<br><br>"...want you so bad..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:20:11</strong>
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				Amira let out a mewl at the harder pinch to her nipple, her body squirming wildly for a moment as she began to pant, her hips wriggling sharply as she managed to finally nod to both answers, though the ropes pulling up against her folds again nearly had her peaking right there from the eggs that vibrated away inside her.<br><br>She let out a loud purr when Dale bit down on her neck, as her head tilted to the side, her ears flicking forward at Dale's words and a soft moan filtering through the purring.&nbsp; "P... please, Dale... Please... don't make this... for nothing..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 03:39:38</strong>
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				Dale sighs, hugs Amira closer with one arm.&nbsp; Her other hand massages one rope-bound, swollen breast.<br><br>"You mean you want me," she breathes, barely able to believe the words.&nbsp; "You gonna do whatever I ask if only I let these ropes loose?&nbsp; Or you want me to leave 'em and play?&nbsp; I ain't never done this before," she admits, excitement bringing her husky drawl back to prominence.&nbsp; "<em>Wanted</em> to, goddess knows, but never got to..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 07:35:03</strong>
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				Amira's breasts began to heave as her breathing sped up again, her head tilting back to rest against Dale's shoulder, nodding sharply.<br><br>"I... I want you to... to do... whatever you want...&nbsp; I'll... do whatever you want me to," she panted out, her voice carrying a slight mewl in her words.&nbsp; "I just want... to be yours... in every way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 05:08:37</strong>
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				"Whatever I want," Dale repeats, her teeth grazing Amira's ear.&nbsp; "Whatever...I...want."<br><br>Her nimble fingers close on the Cat's nipple again, pinching and pulling.&nbsp; Her legs wrap around Amira's waist, one heel coming to rest against the knot that punishes the Cat's clit so cruelly, her warmth seeping through the clothes between them--Amira can feel the heat between Dale's slender, well-toned thighs as the Raccoon presses her mound against the small of her victim's back.&nbsp; If she moves only a little, Amira's bound hands might be able to touch...<br><br>"Whatever wet and naughty thoughts I have," Dale sighs, nuzzling Amira's neck.&nbsp; "Oh, that is tempting!"<br><br>She bites, again.&nbsp; This time her tongue lashes Amira's captive flesh.<br><br>"I could spank you.&nbsp; Your butt.&nbsp; Your boobs.&nbsp; Your <em>pussy</em>..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 18:45:19</strong>
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				Amira didn't respond for a moment, her mind short-circuiting slightly.&nbsp; Ever since she had met Dale, this had been a fantasy for her.&nbsp; But every time she'd tried to ask Dale out on a date, she wound up stammering like an idiot, and running away with a flush visible through her fur.&nbsp; Now, she finally had it, though it wasn't through her effort, at least not primarily.<br><br>She quivered, nodding softly as she squirmed a little, her hands shifting ever so slightly to come in contact with that source of heat pressed into the small of her back, her own skin heating up all over as Dale torments her with actions and words.&nbsp; "Please... Dale... just... ooooogh..."&nbsp; Her words dissolved into a soft mewl at the thought of being spanked by the subject of many of her fantasies, her hips squirming even more now.<br><br>Panting, she managed to string together a coherent sentence.&nbsp; "I... I think..."&nbsp; The thought ran away from her for the moment as Dale's heel caught one of the knots, and she let out a loud mewl, her hips actually bucking forward sharply as she quivered in her idol's grasp.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:51:40</strong>
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				Amira's wiggling fingers do not go un-noticed.&nbsp; For a moment, Dale starts to pull away, an old reflex trained into her by too many 'purity' classes over the years...but she does not want to let go of her victim, no matter how strange the feeling in her belly, and so she lets out a soft moan as the Cat's fingers brush her through her cut-off shorts.<br><br>"You're very naughty," she whispers to her friend, tweaking a nipple.&nbsp; "Gonna have to punish you."<br><br>Amira's response to Dale's heel prompts another momentary pause before the slender Raccoon grins wickedly and grinds harder, groping both of Amira's full breasts with rough enthusiasm.<br><br>"Kitty likes a little rough?"<br><br>Letting go of one breast, shifting her weight, she finds a peculiar box tucked into the waistband of Amira's uniform skit.<br><br>"Hmmm.&nbsp; What's this?"<br><br>Keeping her heels against Amira's helpless sex, she turns to regard this unfamiliar object--the remote control to both the vibrating eggs inside her friend, not that she knows it.&nbsp; And then, experimenting, she gives the dial a turn.<br><br>All the way up, as it turns out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:58:34</strong>
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				Amira whined at the punishment comment, her eyes growing wide as this caused her to lean back even more against Dale, which gave her a better angle when she ground her heel in harder, Amira's head dropping back limply as she let out a full-voiced moan, her body quivering.<br><br>When she felt the remote tug free of her waistband, her head snapped forward, and her lips parted as she started to speak.&nbsp; "Dale, please, le--" was as far as she got, since that's when the eggs went crazy inside of her, and her body bucked forward, pitching her onto her face again as she let out a loud yowl, her hips shuddering and grinding against the air.<br><br>She was right on the edge, and the eggs weren't going to take long to push her over it, though now the cords could be seen running to the remote Dale had in her hand, as Amira's glazed, unfocused eyes stared off at nothing, her breathing coming in sharp jerking gasps, her fingers clawing at air as her body shook against the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:04:27</strong>
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				Dale gives the little wheel another experimental turn, switching both eggs off.&nbsp; Then cranks it up to full bore again.<br><br>"I wonder what this is," she says, innocent wonder distracting her for a moment from Amira's predicament.&nbsp; "And there's that buzzing noise again!"<br><br>Setting the control to one side, she loosens her leglock and slides her arms around to cuddle the squirming, frustrated Cat.<br><br>"Maybe we should get you out of the ropes," she offers.&nbsp; "The way you're squirming, they must hurt!&nbsp; Then again, you said you liked pain, and you seem to like the thought of my spanking your pussy..."&nbsp; A blush tinges her cheeks.&nbsp; "Never done that, neither."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:08:31</strong>
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				Amira's body collapsed as much as it could when the eggs switched off, but the return to full power was too much for her body to take, and her eyes went wide, her body snapping rigid as her hips jerked sharply, her voice rising even more until it was loud enough that she had to force her face into the bed to muffle her scream, her toes curled tightly enough that her claws were completely extended, as her folds literally dripped with moisture, even as she squirmed in the cuddle that Dale was giving her.<br><br>"P... pull... gently on the... the cords coming... coming off the remote, please... please, for the... for the love of everything, Dale, pull the... the eggs out of me, please, before I... I can't... can't even think straight..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:10:51</strong>
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				"Huh?"<br><br>Dale blinks, grabs the funny little box again, cranks the dial until that buzzing noise stops.<br><br>"You mean this is...uhm...you got...inside?"&nbsp; Her voice almost turns to an embarrassed squeak as she connects the proverbial dots.&nbsp; "Are you okay, Ami?&nbsp; I mean, I didn't..."<br><br>She swallows, hands shaking as she seeks the right knots to start untying.<br><br>"H-here, let's get you loose!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:24:48</strong>
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				She collapsed again in the ropes when the eggs were turned off again, letting out a plaintive mewl as she shifted her hands.&nbsp; "The... the one next to... to my wrists.&nbsp; That's the only... only actually tied knot.&nbsp; The rest is just... wrapped around the ropes really... really tightly..."<br><br>She nodded.&nbsp; "Yeah, Shay... Shayla tucked little vibrators inside me, and... that's what the remote... controls.&nbsp; I'm... fine, I just... that was a bit much..."<br><br>She continued in a much quieter voice.&nbsp; "I actually came from the... the last bit there," she said, her skin flushing visibly beneath the fur as she tried to hide her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:45:37</strong>
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				Dale swallows, bites her lower lip in concentration as she works Amira's wrists loose and unwinds it from the Cat's body.<br><br>"This is a whole lotta rope," she observes needlessly after getting Amira's arms loose and starting on her breasts.&nbsp; "Must've taken a while to get you all trussed up like that."<br><br>She does her best to pretend that she does not hear Amira's other comments--the blushing realization that she, herself, has made some wicked suggestions in the heat of the moment and the excitement of hearing someone say things she's longed to hear for too, too long belatedly haunting her.<br><br>"So, uh, you okay?&nbsp; I mean...wow, there are knots <em>there</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:53:18</strong>
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				Amira nodded against the bed, shifting and twitching as she did her best to help Dale get the rope free from her, sitting up carefully as soon as she can.&nbsp; "Yeah... It's part of shibari, though as I... said, the only one that's ACTUALLY a knot was the... the one on my wrists."&nbsp; She shook her head, and flushed softly.&nbsp; "it didn't take as long as you might think.&nbsp; I was sitting here calmly while she did it.&nbsp; It was only AFTER she had me trussed up that she put the eggs in, otherwise I'd have fought her over that."<br><br>She stared down at the bed, and her next words came out in a whisper.&nbsp; "Don't send me away, please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 05:10:37</strong>
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				Dale stays sitting beside Amira, slowly coiling the rope in her hands, trying not to look directly at the Cat.<br><br>"So you, uhm...you wanted her.&nbsp; To tie you up.&nbsp; For me."<br><br>She glances at Amira.<br><br>"Why would I send ya away," she asks, her drawl deepening again, reaching out with one hand to hesitantly play with Amira's headfur.&nbsp; "Ain't nobody ever said they wanted me before.&nbsp; Ain't nobody I..."<br><br>She swallows harder.<br><br>"Ain't nobody I <em>wanted</em> said it, anyway." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 05:41:33</strong>
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				Amira hunched when Dale's hand came in contact with her headfur, letting out a soft purr as she nuzzled into the hand, and then flushed, her head jerking around slightly as she looked at Dale out of the corner of her eyes.&nbsp; "Un... until now?" she asked, her voice soft and tentative as she sat there, her knees pulled apart, pushed up slightly as she worked the eggs out of her body, letting out two soft mewls as each one came free, dropping them to the floor, where they dropped against the bag set there by Shayla, with all sorts of new goodies left behind for the 'coon girl to use on the now very horny kitty sitting on her bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 05:47:31</strong>
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				Dale blushes and turns away when Amira shifts her clothes to pull the vibrating eggs out...forcing herself to tear her eyes away from her friend, biting her lip to distract herself from the impulse to gaze openly.<br><br>"Guess I said it out loud," she gives a mournful little laugh.&nbsp; "Reckon it's true.&nbsp; I like women.&nbsp; Just...didn't wanna admit it.&nbsp; I mean, I like guys, too, if they're the right guys.&nbsp; But so far, ain't none of them ever asked me."<br><br>She turns, shyly meeting Amira's eyes.<br><br>"None of 'em ended up gift-wrapped for me in pink silk ropes, neither.&nbsp; And...fuck, that was sexy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:15:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira smiled, and leaned over, pressing herself against Dale.&nbsp; "That's understandable I guess.&nbsp; I've... well, I've always been more into girls than guys, and you... ever since you helped me clean up that stack of books that got knocked over by Shayla - which I know was an accident - I've always...&nbsp; Wanted you from afar.&nbsp; Wanted to be in your bed, wanted to be YOURS, in every sense of the word."&nbsp; She stared at the bed, the smile fading as her voice got quieter.&nbsp; "But I always thought you were out of my league, and then this happened, and I figured, what the hell have I got to lose?&nbsp; She's already seen me in a compromising position, go all the way."<br><br>She blinked, and lifted her chin around to look into Dale's eyes.&nbsp; "You... you really liked seeing me... all trussed up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:20:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale moans softly, leans closer...presses her lips to Amira's, running her fingers through the Cat's headfur as she repeats the moan and lets her tongue slip out to tease the other young woman's lips.<br><br>"Yeah," she says huskily, coming up for air.&nbsp; "I did.&nbsp; I liked seein' ya, bound and squirming and helpless.&nbsp; And when ya said I could do anything I wanted..."<br><br>She blushes, pulling back and pressing her thighs tightly together, the urge to yank this beautiful woman into her lap and do things, wicked things, naughty things, to her sexy body growing by the moment.<br><br>"Guess I'm a perv."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:40:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira shook her head after returning the kiss, her own tongue battling momentarily with Dale's as she practically crawled into the coon girl's lap.<br><br>"No, you're not.&nbsp; And do you know why?"&nbsp; She smiled softly, hunching down a little bit.&nbsp; "Because I enjoyed you seeing me there, bound up, saying you'd do anything you wanted to me, and that there wouldn't be a thing I could do to stop you."<br><br>Leaning over, her finger hooked in the strap on the bag, lifting it and setting it on the bed next to them.&nbsp; "Shayla said that... if you didn't throw me out right away... this bag would have some things in it that... we could use..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:44:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale hugs Amira fiercely, kisses her back...all but drives her tongue into the Cat's mouth.<br><br>"Wanna..."<br><br>She moves one hand to Amira's breast, fondles roughly, catches the nipple between thumb and forefinger and squeezes until the Cat cries out.<br><br>"...wanna see you naked...now..."<br><br>Shivering, she shuts her eyes and moans a little louder.<br><br>"...wanna feel your tongue on me...everywhere...while you jill off..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 06:53:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped when Dale practically attacked her, leaning into the kiss with a loud moan of her own, and then does indeed cry out from the torture on her nipple, her head tilting back as she was ravished.<br><br>She finally managed to regain enough self-control to extricate herself from Dale's grip, standing beside the bed and gesturing at the bag.&nbsp; "Why don't... you see if there's anything in there you'd want to use... BESIDES the eggs," she said, shifting uncomfortably.&nbsp; "And I'll... do my best to give you a little striptease."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 07:03:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale moans a third time as Amira backs off, reaching for her with one hand...only to turn her attention to the bag Shayla left.<br><br>"You mean there could be more...?"&nbsp; Her blush almost glows and she giggles softly.&nbsp; Then she digs through the bag, little by little, holding each item up as she inspects it, looking either puzzled or embarrassed by most of the contents.<br><br>The nipple clamps she recognizes well enough, and the weights that go with them.&nbsp; Handcuffs, likewise, are not a problem.&nbsp; The three-way y-set of clamps give her a moment of pause before she realizes that the third clamp goes on someone's clit...anal beads and butt plug alike set her blush to 'glowing'...as does the strap-on and harness.<br><br>"Ami?&nbsp; Is all this stuff for me to do...to you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 21:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira was blushing more and more as she saw everything that was in the bag, having not expected many of the things there.&nbsp; The strap-on, though, had her eyes going wide, and a soft purr coming from her lungs as she stared at it for a long moment, before she blinked herself out of the daze she was in.&nbsp; "I... I'd like that, Dale, if... if you don't mind or object," she murmured, her thumbs currently hooked in the band of her skirt as she waited for Dale to finish going through the bag, knowing by Shayla's admission that there were three or four different floggers in the bag as well, plus a heavy paddle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale fondles the strap-on absently, and seems to barely notice the two attachments on the inside of the harness that will fill her as well.&nbsp; She seems fascinated by the studded surface of the toy, fondling it in an innocently suggestive manner.<br><br>"Reckon I could do that," she smiles nervously.&nbsp; "Tie you up first, even, so you can't fight me puttin' it wherever..."<br><br>She licks her lips, sets the toy aside, goes digging again.<br><br>"Wow!&nbsp; Sure are a lot of these in here."<br><br>She produces three floggers in rapid succession, followed by a paddle and a riding crop.<br><br>"Guess Shayla thinks I oughta spank you to tears.&nbsp; And then to climax.&nbsp; And then to begging."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:20:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The threat of being tied up for usage by Dale had Amira quaking where she stood, licking her lips as her eyes half-lidded over.&nbsp; She let out a funny sounding mewl as she gazed at the strap-on, her hips rocking back and forth as she waited for Dale's attention.<br><br>The floggers, paddle, and riding crop had her stepping backward for a moment, and then blushing as she resumed where she'd been standing, the blush clearly and easily visible through her fur.&nbsp; "I... I might like that," she whispered in a small voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale fishes another set of clamps out of the bag--heavier than the nipple clamps.&nbsp; She regards them with frank curiosity, even as she pulls out three pairs of weights that seem to go with them.<br><br>"Reckon you might.&nbsp; Where do these go?"<br><br>Amira can guess, easily enough, that these clamps are for her pussy lips...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira swallowed sharply at the sight of the bigger clamps, shaking her head.&nbsp; "N... not on me, never never."&nbsp; She shook her head again, backing away, her hands folding together in front of herself.&nbsp; "Those hurt too much," she whimpered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:50:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale's gaze is almost pure innocence until she connects what she's holding to Amira's reaction.&nbsp; Then she almost flings them away as though they're red hot and blushes furiously.<br><br>"That damn Chipmunk!"<br><br>Almost bouncing up off the bed, she yanks Amira into a close hug.<br><br>"I don't ever wanna hurt you!&nbsp; Not for real.&nbsp; Not like that...not ever..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:56:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered, and clung back, shaking slightly against Dale.&nbsp; "Don't blame her.&nbsp; She doesn't know what either of us have experimented with, just that I'm into... into Bondage and everything that goes with it, she couldn't have known what things I don't ever want to do again."&nbsp; She nuzzled into Dale's shoulder, and then slipped back, gazing up at the Coon girl happily.&nbsp; "There's still one thing she said would be in there, that you haven't pulled out yet," she said, remembering that Shayla had SPECIFICALLY made sure she knew the choker-collar was in the very bottom of the bag.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm."&nbsp; Dale brings her hand up, a slender black loop dangling from one finger.&nbsp; "Ya mean this.&nbsp; Got a little charm on it and everything.&nbsp; Guess she means I should get ya to wear it?"<br><br>She licks her lips nervously, backs off a couple steps, and sits back down.<br><br>"How 'bout that show? An' ya c'n tell me all the naughty ya want done...so's I can figure out how to use half this stuff."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, and nodded.&nbsp; "That's really cute, huh?&nbsp; And yeah, that's why that would be in there.&nbsp; Would... would you like me to wear the collar?" she said simply, tilting her head to the side, the tip of her tail lashing back and forth slowly as she waited for an answer before she began her strip tease for the only crush she'd ever had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:10:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale licks her lips, shuts her eyes for a moment to steady herself.<br><br>"Want it to be one of the only four things you wear when we're alone.&nbsp; That and yer panties...and yer socks...and rope."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira smiled shyly, sauntering over to kneel in front of Dale with her chin up, her shoulders back, one hand reaching to pull her hair out of the way and away from the back of her neck.&nbsp; "Would you like to place it around my neck yourself.... Mistress?" she said with a bashful look.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:16:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't call me that," Dale whispers, looking away for a moment.&nbsp; "I mean, yeah, I wanna...I wanna do stuff to you, wicked stuff, naughty stuff..."<br><br>Her eyes return to meet Amira's.<br><br>"But I don't wanna own you.&nbsp; Not like that."<br><br>She reaches up to slide the collar around the Cat's neck.<br><br>"I wanna do it 'cause you like it, and 'cause it makes me all horny to think about you tied up an' lubed an' full of toys.&nbsp; Not 'cause I own you or nothin'."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:18:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted herself up straighter, a smile curving her lips back.&nbsp; "Of course!&nbsp; I can respect that, Dale.&nbsp; Thank you..."&nbsp; She squirmed on her knees for several moments at Dale's description of what got HER all bothered, and then rose to her feet, backing away as she began to hum.&nbsp; "Not going to be the BEST of strip teases, since I'm no professional.&nbsp; But this is all for you, Dale," she murmured, her feet and hips beginning to move to the humming as she hooked one thumb in the waistband of the skirt she wore, tugging down on it slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:23:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don' want the best," Dale mumbles, sounding a little embarrassed.&nbsp; "Want you...naked and fingering yourself everywhere and blushing as you get off..."<br><br>She hugs herself, one hand stealthily playing with one small breast through her sweatshirt, thighs pressing together firmly in a vain attempt to ease the returning hunger in her belly.<br><br>"...bound and spanked and groaning as I work a toy up inside your tight ass..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her rhythm, which she did have some, slipped at Dale's comment, and she panted for a few moments before she managed to gather herself again.&nbsp; When she did, she sped up the rhythm, slipping out of the skirt and blouse easily, the removal of the blouse leaving her in just her panties and stockings, her breasts swinging free as she finally spun to a stop, kneeling with one hand pressed against her core, rubbing gently, the other cupped under a breast.&nbsp; "Did you like it, Dale?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:40:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a soft whimper, one part surrender to two parts frustrated arousal, Dale yanks her sweatshirt off, revealing a tee shirt.&nbsp; She yanks that off, too, to reveal her sports bra...and two stiff nipples poking through the soft cotton material.<br><br>"Stand up.&nbsp; Turn around.&nbsp; Bend over.&nbsp; Show me your sexy ass."<br><br>She bites her lip and groans a little louder, reaching for the handcuffs.<br><br>"I hear girls're supposed to be good with their tongues.&nbsp; Gonna clamp your tits and spank your butt, and then I want to feel your tongue on me."&nbsp; She blushes.&nbsp; "Wanna think about makin' you do this while you're all tied up, just like earlier, with two big toys keepin' ya stretched and filled."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gave a soft smile when she saw the state Dale was in, a soft swelling of pride within her chest at the reaction she caused in her crush.<br><br>She nodded, rising to her feet and bending over, gasping at the thought of being as stuffed as Dale was talking, a moist spot more than apparent on her panties when she bent over, her hands clutched to her ankles, and her head twisted around so that Dale could see the coy smile on her face.&nbsp; "I'd like that, Dale, I really would."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:52:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing uneasily, Dale fastens the cuffs on Amira's wrists, then runs her fingers along the swell of the Cat's ass.<br><br>"You'd let me toy you...back there?"<br><br>She licks her lips.<br><br>"While you touch yourself?&nbsp; Rub your clit?"<br><br>She bites her lower lip, then slides thumb and forefinger under the thin cloth and pulls Amira's underwear into a wedgie, yanking it slowly into between her cheeks.<br><br>"...oh, I wanna..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira whined, wriggling softly when Dale cuffed her wrists, still holding her hands to her ankles.&nbsp; The caressing of her rear had her wriggling and squirming in place, and she whined in mild discomfort as Dale pulled her panties up into a wedgie, her shoulders pulling back slightly.<br><br>"If that's... something you'd want to try...&nbsp; I've... done that before.&nbsp; It helps me... get off, when nothing else... ever does," she said, ducking her face out of sight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 07:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale tugs harder on Amira's panties, yanking until the Cat comes up on her toes.<br><br>"Y-yeah? And did you like it?"<br><br>She bumps against Amira's bottom, her groin brushing the Cat's flesh...obviously wanting to do more, but unable to bring herself to commit to it just yet.<br><br>"A thick toy pushing up your hot, tight bottom...while you helplessly rub your pussy...and...and know that someone's enjoying the view?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 14:10:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled even through the whimpers that were a result of being yanked at like that, her hips rubbing together as her weight shifted ever so slightly from side to side.&nbsp; "I did, Dale.&nbsp; I like it very much.&nbsp; I've never... done it with... with someone watching, but I... I don't imagine it would... be any different for me," she murmured, pushing her hips back as best she could into Dale's.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 06:06:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting go of Amira's panties, slapping that delicious bottom smartly, Dale bends over until her small breasts are flattened against the Cat's back and her lips are brushing one green ear.<br><br>"You know I'll enjoy watching you push a toy up inside like that, right?&nbsp; 'Cause I will."<br><br>Her fingers run along Amira's flank, not quite tickling.<br><br>"...spank you 'til you promise to do it while I watch..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 06:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira let out a hiss at this swat to her rear, her eyes going wide as she shuddered, and nodded.&nbsp; "If you want me to... to masturbate in front of you with a... a toy shoved in the back, I... I will, Dale.&nbsp; I want to... to see you enjoying... yourself, even if you're... just watching..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 06:46:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don' believe you," Dale whispers before she straightens up again and shifts to the side, seizing Amira's wedgie again and raining a series of light slaps on her butt.<br><br>"Tell me so's that I believe you wanna stuff yourself while you eat me out!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 06:56:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She flinched when Dale yanked on the wedgie again, her back arching as she quaked, her knees threatening to buckle on her.&nbsp; "I... I promise!&nbsp; I'll... I'll stuff myself while I'm... I'm pleasuring you with my tongue!&nbsp; Please, believe me, I mean every word!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 07:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale licks her lips, gives the wedgie one last slow, cruel upward pull--not yanking hard, but keeping the pressure steady and oh so deliciously painful.<br><br>"Stand up and turn around.&nbsp; I wanna spank your boobs before I put you on your knees with a rubber cock in your hands."<br><br>Waiting for Amira to comply, she teases the Cat by first giving her a frontal wedgie as well, ensuring that her clit is stimulated as the Raccoon plants a deep, lingering, tongue-filled kiss on her 'victim'.<br><br>"Is this what you wanted when you let that pervvy Chipmunk tie your sexy ass up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 07:34:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira nodded, pushing herself back up as quickly as she could with her hands bound as they were, turning to face Dale just in time for the frontal wedgie to hit, her toes pushing her body upward as she squeaked, and flushed brightly.&nbsp; "I... yes, I did... I wanted to be yours, and for... for you to see that I care about you...&nbsp; I never had... the courage to tell you... that was... was all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 17:53:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale deepens the kiss, shifting the frontal wedgie a little to keep Amira squirming.&nbsp; Then, finally coming up for air with a soft, sad little sigh of anticipation-tinged disappointment, she smiles at her friend.<br><br>"I never had the courage to ask."<br><br>Letting go of the cloth in her hand, she takes a step back and shyly unzips her shorts, then turns around to peel them and her panties down over the swell of her pert, firm bottom, glancing back over one shoulder at the Cat as she exposes herself.<br><br>"Never woulda asked to tie you up.&nbsp; Didn't wanna admit I like that stuff."<br><br>Licking her lips nervously, she beckons Amira over to the bed.<br><br>"But I guess, since we're bein' honest and all, that I should...I mean...been dreamin' of you every time I jill off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 00:18:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira shivered against the kiss, her eyes opening slightly to gaze at Dale before she pulled away from the kiss.<br><br>She flushed finally gasping a sigh of relief when Dale let go of her panties, only to hold her breath as her friend stripped down completely, her tongue darting over her lips as she got a clear view of Dale's bare ass.<br><br>She was taken slightly aback when Dale beckoned her to the bed, but went willingly, her eyes coming up to meet Dale's at the coon's admission.&nbsp; "R... really?&nbsp; You... you've been getting off thinking of... of me?" she said, in a tone that made it clear she'd been doing the same.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 04:47:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah."&nbsp; Dale reaches out to run her fingers through Amira's headfur, guiding that lovely, sexy face closer and closer to her aching, aroused sex.&nbsp; "Thinkin' about you spanked.&nbsp; Tied up.&nbsp; Toys in your ass and pussy, clamps on your nipples."<br><br>She licks her lips slowly, eyes twinkling.<br><br>"Been wondering how your tongue will feel on me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 05:44:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira seemed to change demeanor when Dale's fingers ran through her head fur, dropping easily to her knees as she looked up at the raccoon, a soft smile on her lips.<br><br>She quivered.&nbsp; "You really imagine all of that while you're... you're getting yourself off?" she said quietly.<br><br>She leaned forward, her wide, flat tongue darting out, dragging softly over Dale's folds, slowly moving from end to end, paying special attention to the sensitive nub just barely peeking out of hiding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 05:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaaahhhhhh...!"<br><br>Dale grips Amira's headfur, cupping one pert breast with the other, flicking a finger across one hard nipple.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; That feels...so good!&nbsp; So intense!"<br><br>She shivers, strokes her friend's hair.<br><br>"Y-yeah.&nbsp; I think about it.&nbsp; About you...tied up...teased.&nbsp; Punished.&nbsp; Willing..."&nbsp; Biting her lip to stifle another moan of pleasure, the Raccoon pinches her own nipple.&nbsp; "Submissive..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 06:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped into Dale's folds, shifting back and forth slightly as she licked, her tongue flicking up and down gently.<br><br>SHe shivered, nuzzling into the junction between Dale's legs for a moment, and then pulled back enough to speak intelligibly.&nbsp; "If... If you want that, I'd... be more than happy to oblige...&nbsp; I've... I've dreamed of... being on the receiving end of... all that," she mewled softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 06:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-you'd let me...?"<br><br>Dale gasps and cries, squirms as Amira explores her most private areas, lets go of the Tiger's silky headfur to grab the blankets in one balled fist.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; M-machine fucked...make you eat me...toys pistoning in and out of you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 21:05:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira smiled, gazing up at Dale with a giggle.<br><br>"Mmm.&nbsp; Someone likes what I'm doing," she said, clearly having overcome her shyness at the situation.<br><br>She shuddered, whining softly as her thighs rubbed together at the thought of every dream she'd ever had being acted out on her body.&nbsp; Leaning in, she dragged her tongue across Dale's folds again, and this time swirled it around the bundle of nerves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2013, 04:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhh...y-yes, your tongue...inside?&nbsp; Please?"<br><br>Dale pinches her nipple harder, biting her lower lip.<br><br>"Wanna...wanna hear you moan, a thick toy pumping your tight ass and a buzzer on your clit...while you lick me everywhere until I come!"<br><br>She tilts her head up for a moment, gazing down at Amira with open lust and affection.<br><br>"Lick me...down there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>07-08-2013, 06:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira smiled, and her tongue slid back down, pressing against the lips, before slipping between them slowly, ever so slowly slipping into Dale.<br><br>She didn't respond with words, her muzzle buried between Dale's legs as she licked deeper and deeper, a moan traveling up her throat and vibrating her tongue inside her new lover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 04:39:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasping and squirming, the Raccoon enjoys her first brush with the previously forbidden mysteries of oral sex...finally gripping Amira's hair and pulling the Tiger's mouth away from her pussy, long before climax.<br><br>"N-not yet," she says sternly.&nbsp; "Wanna fuck you first."<br><br>Sliding off the bed, she urges Amira to get up onto it, face down, and swats her lover's bottom a few times when she judges that the submissive Cat is in the right position.<br><br>"Gonna use the strap-on.&nbsp; You'll like that, won't you?&nbsp; Beg me to put it anywhere I want, right?"<br><br>With one final spank, she grabs the harness and slithers into it, clumsily seating the two attachments on the inside (gasping at the penetration) and reaching for the lube.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 05:46:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gave off a loud whine when Dale yanked on her hair, her eyes locking to the coon's, wriggling and squirming for a moment, before going rock still at Dale's words, clambering quickly up onto the bed, burying her face and chest in the bed itself with her rear up in the air, though it rocked forward with each swat.<br><br>She lifted her head enough to see what Dale had grabbed, and flushed sharply, though a cry escaped her lips at the last swat, her hips wriggling sharply in the air.&nbsp; "Oh god... Dale, please... use... use me and abuse... abuse me however you want," she gasped out, her fingers curling in the sheets in anticipation.&nbsp; She whined softly, watching Dale slip into the harness, and then moaned loudly.<br><br>"Please, Dale... fuck... fuck me... wherever you want... just please... put that in me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 05:50:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anywhere I want?"<br><br>Dale, blushing and breathing faster as her own anticipation and the lingering pleasure from Amira's tongue encouraged her to wiggle and shift her hips in a sexy little dance, clambered back onto the bed.<br><br>"No matter where I wanna put it?"<br><br>She takes the shaft in one hand, pours a generous amount of lube onto it, spreads it slowly while rubbing the head of the toy against Amira's aroused lips.<br><br>"Boys prob'ly think about that all the time, watchin' your fine ass...wantin' to make you cry and beg as they slide up inside you..."<br><br>Threats aside, she eases the toy into Amira's pussy instead, biting her lower lip shyly and shifting to watch it slide inside, trying to keep the toy at a good angle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 05:57:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira groaned, watching Dale's hips wave back and forth, watching the dildo attached to the outside of the straps wave back and forth with a hungry gleam in her eyes, her tongue darting out over her lips.<br><br>She shuddered, and nodded.&nbsp; "Anywhere... no matter... where," she gasped out, knowing full well what Dale was talking about, gasping as her hips lifted ever so slightly at the pressure against her folds, having heard enough of the boys whispering it in her ear as they tried to molest her during parties.<br><br>She moaned when the shaft slid into her folds, gasping as she lifted her hips more, shifting how the shaft slid into her with a gentle whine, making sure that she didn't shift so much that Dale couldn't see, which she was clearly trying to.&nbsp; "Ooooooh goooooooood...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting her lower lip harder, Dale rocks her hips until the thick dildo is as deep inside the Tiger as it will go...only to gasp in surprise and pleasure when her questing hand triggers the power control, sending erotic vibrations through both young women!<br><br>"Aaaahhhhh, y-yeah!"<br><br>Rearing back, she grabs Amira around the waist and thrusts a few times.<br><br>"You'll get it," she promises softly.&nbsp; "Gonna fuck your ass, yeah.&nbsp; Gonna stuff you full.&nbsp; Right after I make you come your brains out!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:08:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped when the vibrators kicked to life, her eyes rolling back as her already abused folds were stimulated even further, her body jerking and quivering as she tried to bury her face back into the bed, a low squeal breaking from her throat as her hips jerked backward several times rapidly.<br><br>It was only made worse at Dale's promise of sliding that big thick vibrating dildo up her ass, as a trickle of fluids leaked out her folds around the dildo.&nbsp; "Oh oh oh oh oh god Dale yes please fuck me harder..."&nbsp; She quivered, her hips grinding in slow circles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grabbing Amira by the headfur, reaching around to fondle one plump breast with casual roughness, Dale tries to yank her submissive lover upright again, rolling the Tiger into a position that all but impales her on the toy.&nbsp; Then she brings both hands to bear on Amira's ample breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples, twisting them...<br><br>...doing her best to lie to herself, to convince herself that it's only the gentle buzzing that's carried back along the small toy nestled in her sex that makes her so eager to see this beautiful woman writhing and helpless, only the novelty of forbidden pleasures that brings her belly to such wicked tightness...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:31:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				AMira couldn't believe what was happening to her.&nbsp; It was like she was dreaming.&nbsp; But no dream could FEEL this real, could FEEL this RIGHT.&nbsp; She groaned, and then yelped when Dale snatched her up, squealing as this shoved the dildo further into her.<br><br>Amira whined, and didn't even bother lying to herself, admitting full well that this was exactly what she had wanted since she'd met Dale, even as her body spiraled further and further into ecstasy, into the weightless oblivion of orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:35:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still kneading Amira's lovely, tempting, sexy boobs, Dale grinds her hips up into the Tiger until she hears her friend cry out in orgasm.&nbsp; Then she shoves her victim up and off, rises up onto her haunches, and presses the head of the toy against Amira's tight anus instead.<br><br>"Here you go," she growls with lusty aggression, pushing until the toy violates her new lover, shutting her eyes for a moment to hide the tears of joyful longing that well behind her closed eyelids.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:40:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira didn't provide much resistance when Dale shoved her up and off, landing face first in the bed again, her body quivering as her knees started to slide backward.<br><br>That backward slide stopped, though, when Dale came down behind her, and she let out a yelp, her eyes going wide, as Dale shoved the dildo into her ass, her back arching enough to smash her breasts into the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:44:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Instead of grabbing Amira's hips again, Dale shifts and pushes down, down, down, grinding against the Tiger's firm butt.&nbsp; Grabbing Amira's headfur, she presses her naked breasts against the Tiger's back, trying to hold her pinned to the bed while she wiggles the vibrator inside.<br><br>"Kitty like that?&nbsp; Nice thick cock up her horny lezzie butthole?&nbsp; Probably make you come again..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:49:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira quivered with each thrust against her anus, her eyes rolling as her body rode the crest of another wave, her toes curling and writhing against the bed.<br><br>Her only response to Dale's question was a loud mewl that turned into a yowl as her body jerked and writhed against the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 06:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale bites Amira's ear, thrusts her tongue into it as if hoping to fuck her lover suggestively.<br><br>"Confess," she hisses.&nbsp; "I wanna hear you beg and plead!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>09-08-2013, 06:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped when Dale bit down on her ear, her eyes going wide as she let out another yowl, her body trying to collapse forward, but unable to due to Dale's grip on her.<br><br>"... oh god... what... what do you... want me to confess?&nbsp; That I... I've loved you since... since I first met you?&nbsp; That I... I'm enjoying this with every... every fiber of my being?&nbsp; That I... I've dreamed of you... fucking me like this... for so long..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 18:31:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tell me what a wicked little girl you are," Dale whispers, grinding down...feeling the sympathetic friction from the toys stoking her own pleasure.&nbsp; The novelty and excitement were enough to get her more than halfway to her own climax, and only her lingering reluctance to openly accept her desire and enjoyment blocks that last bit.&nbsp; "Tell me what you'll let me do to you!&nbsp; What you want me to do...what you long to have done to your sexy ass and your sweet boobs and your yummy, hot pussy!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 06:05:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira shuddered, her voice cracking when Dale ground against her, unable to respond for several long moments as her body overloaded, her hips bucking and squirming against Dale's as she came yet again.&nbsp; Finally, she found her voice.&nbsp; "I'll... let you do... anything you want to me... I don't care, I've... wanted to be yours for... for so long, I don't care what you do to me, just please... call me your... your girlfriend, toy, pet... whatever... please, I want to know I'm... not the only one who's wanted this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 06:10:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale bites her lower lip, grows still...moans a little as the base of the vibe mashes against her clit.<br><br>"You're not," she whispers just before biting Amira's ear again, thrusting her tongue deep as if trying to fuck the Tiger aurally.&nbsp; "You're not the only one.&nbsp; So help me, you're not...not just..."<br><br>She shifts, bites the Tiger's shoulder, slides her hands underneath to knead the larger girl's full breasts and pinch her nipple.<br><br>"...wanna fuck...wanna watch you walk around with a well-spanked ass and toys buzzing away...wanna see the tears in your eyes while you beg to come..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 06:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira whined, whimpering loudly when Dale bit down on her ear, her body quivering from over stimulation now as she rode out the waves, nodding softly so as to avoid dislodging Dale's tongue.<br><br>"I... I think I might... enjoy that, Dale... oh gods... oooohhh.... Yes... Please... please cum, Dale, I... I can't... take much more...&nbsp; I'm going to... to end up raw before... too much longer!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 06:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale answers silently, pulling the toy out of Amira's stretched tailhole, padding into the bathroom to slip the harness off and ease the two smaller toys out of her own body.&nbsp; Then she returns to bed, curls up around Amira, cuddling the Tiger.<br><br>"I...uhm...I can't."&nbsp; She blushes.&nbsp; "I can't seem to..."<br><br>Hiding her face in Amira's hair, she breathes deeply.&nbsp; Exhales.<br><br>"You did.&nbsp; &nbsp;Enough for both of us, maybe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 18:50:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped, feeling extremely empty when Dale pulled out of her, and then smiled happily as she nuzzled back into the coon girl, giving a gentle smile.&nbsp; "I... still feel guilty.&nbsp; Did you... come at all, Dale?"&nbsp; She quivered, and took a deep breath, trying to slow her breathing from the rapid pace it had attained while Dale was fucking her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 18:57:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Almost," Dale blushes.&nbsp; "Not quite all the way."<br><br>She gives Amira a gentle squeeze.<br><br>"Reckon my head's not quite in the right spot with this.&nbsp; Much's the rest of me wants it real bad..."&nbsp; She blushes, kisses the Tiger's brow.&nbsp; "Real bad.&nbsp; Same's I want you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 19:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira flushed as well, smiling softly.&nbsp; "Maybe... we jumped into it quicker than we should have?&nbsp; Let's... let's start from the beginning, maybe that'll help you?"<br><br>She smiled, leaning up and kissing Dale softly on the nose.&nbsp; "Would you like to... pursue a relationship, between the two of us?&nbsp; I can't believe I've actually found the courage to ask you, but there it is.&nbsp; I've wanted to ask you for a date... and maybe more... for a long time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 19:08:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nawww, it was...I couldn't have left you aching and frustrated and...all tied up...like that," Dale whimpers softly, shifts a little.&nbsp; "Still kinda all warmed up, darn it."<br><br>She blinks when Amira kisses her, smiles.<br><br>"I'd like that.&nbsp; I'd like that lots.&nbsp; We're kinda past the dating stage, in a way, but...uhm..."<br><br>She cups Amira's breast with one hand, gives it a gentle squeeze.<br><br>"Yeah, I wanna be your girlfriend.&nbsp; Or wife.&nbsp; Or mistress.&nbsp; Or whatever it is I am."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 19:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped, her body tensing when Dale cupped her breast, and smiled, quivering softly.&nbsp; "Girlfriend.&nbsp; We're not married, so wife doesn't work.&nbsp; I'm not with anyone else, so you're not my mistress.&nbsp; Unless... you'd like to be my Mistress," she said, flushing slightly as she made sure to emphasize the first syllable of the word to make it clear she was talking about something else entirely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 19:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dale smiles.<br><br>"Yeah, I wanna be your Mistress," she adds the same stress.&nbsp; "And maybe your husband..."<br><br>She bites her lower lip, nibbles Amiya's ear.&nbsp; "Keep my naughty little kitty-wife naked and collared and spanked, whenever we're alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 19:28:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quivered, mewling softly at the words, tilting her head to the side as Dale nipped at her ear.&nbsp; "I... I'd like that a lot, Dale...&nbsp; Mistress," she said, rolling the word around in her mouth, trying it on for size.&nbsp; "I really... think I would..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 20:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah?"<br><br>Dale bites her lip, fingers seeking Amira's nipple to pinch and tug it.<br><br>"Wanna feel your tongue on me again, right now.&nbsp; Clit to anus.&nbsp; Wanna come that way.&nbsp; Wanna daydream about you tied and teased, some other naughty schoolgirl slave rimmin' you while you pleasure me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 21:03:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira gasped as Dale tweaked her nipple, her eyelids fluttering as she squirmed slightly.&nbsp; "Is... is that what you want, Mistress?" she asked, a faint blush on her cheeks as she shifted slightly, her eyes gazing into the coon's.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 04:00:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah," Dale breathes, eyes shutting and face blushing.&nbsp; "Your tongue on me while I think about a pair of cute Siamese chicks pounding you with strap-ons.&nbsp; Or...or a hot Dalmatian with a double-header.&nbsp; Or...mmmm..."<br><br>She bites her lower lip and looks shyly at Amira.<br><br>"Guess it's gonna be girls in my daydreams for a while.&nbsp; Not that I wanna share you or nothin', but...fuck...that'd be hot..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 06:03:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amira smiled softly.&nbsp; "I can at least oblige the fantasy of how you want to get off right now," she said, nuzzling up against the underside of Dale's jaw.&nbsp; "If you really want that, I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Gift-Wrapped (MP/PiP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 06:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lemme roll over first," Dale bites her lower lip, shifting her position and sliding a pillow under her hips before looking back at Amira.&nbsp; "Want your hot little slave tongue on me...back there.&nbsp; I hear it feels good."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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