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Bound with the sheet and tensing around the tendril steadily working her folds, she remembered Helena's promise earlier. She was going to taste Christine's peak before she let anyone else have her. Letting the tendril do it's work, Helena returned to the bindings. She tore the pillow case into long strips and wrapped them around her thighs above her knees, before tying them off to her arms and pulling forcing Christine's ass to raise as she forced her legs to spread and slide underneath her, displaying her perfectly for Chinta who she knew would fuck her immediately at the sight of her presented so perfectly like this.

Bound to Helena's satisfaction, she felt the anklet pressure her ankle slightly before the chill in the room faded. No magic to free you from this night of pleasure. No cheating. I'll be standing guard while Chinta takes his pleasure from your body. By the way, next time you want to tie me down~? Just order me to my knees firmly and I'll swoon like a bitch in heat. Helena purred, starting to fuck her harder now while her hands slid along Christine's sides.
 
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Fighting an already lost battle against the build-up of pleasure, Christine finds Helena tying her up with surprising easy and putting her ass on display with her legs forced under her. Her eyes widen in surprise as Helena does something with the anklet to block her magic, and she lets out a muffled protest. No matter what Helena said, she didn't think she'd like one bit about what would happen if the innkeeper or someone else decided to take a peek and found the succubus there - or her, for that matter - and even less if she wouldn't be able to do anything about it herself.
 
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That fear? That worry? bask in it... Is Chinta so weak you can't rely on him? It's his hands your falling into. Helena purrs, reaching to tease her clit steadily with her fingers. Time was all Helena needed to force Christine to cum, and when she did, it was explosive, the demon knowing exactly how and where to press to get Christine's body to betray her.

And when it happened, she slid free of Christine and sauntered to the door, muttering the words to a spell that Christine could feel blanketing a large area. It had the call of a lullaby. No one would interrupt them tonight, sleep far too deep to fight blanketed over the inn. Only Chinta and Christine remained conscious as Helena winked and slid away.

Moments later, moments that felt like an eternity in her bondage, Christine saw Chinta open the door and blink in surprise and then smile in desire. Well then... he purred, sliding up to her, running a hand from her bound arms to her raised ass.
 
Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )

The orgasm was a sudden one, and Christine can't help but squirm as her back arches involuntarily, exposing her even more while a lustful scream is almost completely muffled by the expertly made gag. She is left panting helplessly when Helena stops and moves away, her ears twitching as Helena casts her spell.

When Chinta enters, she composes herself, neither struggling nor mumbling into the gag, merely looking at him. Only her tailtips twitching betray that she's feeling any emotion as Chinta touches her gently.
 
Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )

Chinta doesn't immediately move to take her, instead leaning down while his hand runs along her lower back to brush his lips against her pointed ear. I want you... Yes or no. he asked her, proving in no small sense that he could be trusted to simply not taking advantage of her, even bound and silenced like she was, naked and still slick from Helena's escapades. It probably annoyed Helena but it wasn't her call, she'd only interfere so much.
 
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Christine does not quite smile - not that she could, anyway, gagged as she is - but there is a small spark in her eye as she raises a tail, brushing it against Chinta's arm and tickling him under his chin.
 
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Chinta nods, taking that as a yes and kissing her cheek, before running his hand further down her back to her ass, groping her gently before sliding up onto the bed behind her, his fingers sliding to her petals and gently starting to slide between her folds, groaning with his own need while his other raked along her thigh to slide over her side. Fingering her for only a few moments, Christine can feel his length sliding between her thighs, grinding against her as he moans softly, before angling in and sliding straight to her core in one smooth thrust, his hands wrapping around her raised hips.
 
Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )

One thing Chinta could be relied upon was sweet and satisfying service. Wrapping her tails around Chinta, she wriggles her butt as Chinta slides his fingers into her honeypot. Closing her eyes, the kitsune lets herself moan as she feels Chinta's member slide across her petals, moaning harder as he slides the rod deep inside her, taking full advantage of her position.
 
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How many men could she think of in her life who would never have bothered to ask, simply taken.

As she moaned in pleasure as Chinta slid into her, he moaned in answer, gasping as he bottomed out before drawing back, starting to slowly thrust forward and back, grinding the head of his shaft along her inner walls slowly and deliberately to pleasure and feel her around him, his hands keeping her hips firmly in place as he started to move within her. Gods be good this is amazing. he panted out softly, still taking his sweet time in raising her lust even as the slow pace tormented them both with raw sensation.
 
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It felt bizarre. There she was, ready to be taken, willing to be taken, yet all Chinta thought of was her pleasure. Rolling her hips as best as she could, tensing her core muscles and clinching her thighs as close together as she could, Christine simply rode out the pleasure, soon embracing another flame, another orgasm, another fine tune composed of pleasure. It almost felt like a dream.
 
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Chinta would always be as he promised, what she needed. And after Helena? The greedy bitch that she was? here was Chinta. Thinking only of her.

As she came again, Chinta sped up, fucking her properly now, hard and deep, taking her easily while she squirmed and moaned in her bondage, Chinta not releasing her, no reason to do so as he thrust hard into her slick folds.

Rutting her eagerly now, before filling her with his seed, the heat within her only making Christine cum again into her gag while Chinta simply kept going, fucking her straight through the climax and into another before he came again and dropped back, his seed dripping from her used petals and down her thigh. But he didn't untie her, his hands instead wandering her now very sensitive body, drawing out her afterglow, sending little shocks of pleasure through her body and playing a little while he could, rolling her onto her back just like she was to wrap his lips around her nipple, suckling hard while his hands slid along her stomach and sides, moaning into her chest.
 
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Squirming in her bindings, Christine does her best to help Chinta feel good and soon he cums, making her go over the edge as well, and filling her with warm glow. But the silly bird wouldn't stop, and she finds herself cumming two more times before he comes again and pulls out.

Thinking that it was more or less over by now, Christine allows herself to relax and just enjoy the afterglow, when Chinta suddenly flips her to her back. Yelping, Christine starts struggling against her bonds when she suddenly feels his lips around her now almost too sensitive nipple, making her moan as she falls limp, not even caring what Chinta would do as long as he just didn't stop.
 
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As if reading Christine's mind which had now reached the "Fuck it, dont' care, horny" Point, Helena appeared just long enough to wave at Chinta, and then dump a bag out on the ground near the bed. The bag holds far more then it should, and she leaves the bag. Since Chinta's the only trustworthy one. Only he gets to hold the bag. she says, before flying out of the window without a care in the world. Christine can't see everything on the floor, but Chinta can and he leaves Christine to inspect a good deal of it.

He doesn't stay away for too long, dropping several things on the bed next to Christine and sliding back between her legs, grinding against her folds slowly before holding up a wide ring gag with a full head harness, pulling the sheet from between her lips before suddenly thrusting into Christine and using his small chance to push the leather wrapped wring behind her teeth, strapping the gag on properly.
 
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She doesn't pay much attention to Helena, but as Chinta withdraws his head Christine lets out a muffled protest. Glaring at Chinta, Christine starts working her wrists free when he removes the bed sheet from between her teeth, only to let out a forced moan as he pushed into her much abused cunt again and finds her mouth gagged in a different way, with a ring that would let Chinta abuse her mouth if he so wished. Her glare doesn't subside, though.
 
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Rather then abuse her cunt further, Chinta immediately slides free of her again, having used it only to get the gag into her mouth and to snug all the straps into place, before flipping her onto her belly and pulling the sheet away from her wrists, leaving the one above her elbows before she feels something loose pulled over her hands, and then her arms. Soon enough he pulls the sheet away entirely and slides the bag up nearly to her shoulders, the armbinder tightening sharply once it's there and forcing her arms back into their folded box tie position, Chinta working the straps over her shoulders, and the attached collar around her neck, before getting that buckled into place as well.

Her legs are all that are left to really bind and more of Helena's gifted gear is used, notably a pair of leather shackles around her ankles and thighs, both with short hobbling chains between them. Considering that enough for now, Chinta rolls her back over, giving her cunt a real break and groping her breasts again, rolling his nipples between his fingers slowly, Christine helpless to stop him from toying with her chest.
 
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Flipped onto her belly, Christine continues wriggling as Chinta easily holds her down, attaching something to her wrists. Then he pulls the bag over her arms too, and as it tightens Christine finds her arms completely helpless again. Christine submissively moves her tail out of the way as Chinta chains her ankles to her thighs before flipping her over again. Then the bird of paradise finally gets back to the good part, and Christine finds herself arching her back despise herself as Chinta's strong fingers wrap around her orbs, teasing and massaging them.
 
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Your breasts are really sensitive aren't they... The sounds you're making right now are amazing. Chinta groaned as he teased, before moving around to the head of the bed. He was leaning over her now, his length still hard, fingers teasing and toying with her nipples, tugging slowly before rolling them around in his fingertips. His cock was hovering just in front of her mouth, resting on her lips.

Spreading his fingers out to rake down over her orbs, he groaned softly as he pressed forward, sliding into her open mouth. I really want to feel your tongue. Cmon Christine. he moaned, raking his fingers back before grabbing her breast firmly with one hand, while leaning over her, his other hand sliding down over her folds, middle finger drawing out her little clit and starting to grind on it firmly, just resting inside her mouth as he started to toy with her breast and folds at the same time.

There's so much here to use... I'm sorely tempted he muttered, biting his lip just as he slid two fingers into her wet folds, starting to thrust into her steadily as he continued to twist and tug at her nipple before groping her firmly again.
 
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Christine glares daggers at Chinta as he moves around the bed, but can't help moaning as he tugs her nipples just the right amount. When his dick slides into Christine's mouth, she simply freezes. And even when Chinta's hand slides over to her clitoris and starts rubbing it, she steadily refuses to do anything more to it than she's involuntarily doing with her squirms and moans.
 
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Chinta pauses after a moment as she refuses to simply do what he'd like while he does exactly what she likes. Thrusting a little because he simply can't help it, he pulls his dick free for a moment and kneels down so he can look her in the eyes, even as his hands continue to toy with her breasts. Don't like to use your mouth? He asked simply, shrugging. It's okay. There's something here I see that you'd love. he says, before sifting back through the gear and coming up with something very small.

As he does, Christine can see Helena hanging around in the corner watching, or rather, just her eyes which are crinkled into a smile. So whatever he was about to do was her fault. She's pulled from that when she feels Chinta settle between her legs and lean over. I'm a bad dominant in honesty. I care too much, otherwise I think a good dom would have just fucked your mouth. I might still. he muttered, before sucking one of her nipples into his mouth, moaning into her breast while his tongue tormented the stiff little peak, driving her pleasure up steadily with his mouth before pulling back up with a pop. Taking the stiff sensitive flesh between his fingers, Christine can see SOMETHING in his hand but can't make it out, before she feels a steady pressure, and then pleasure. Extreme pleasure radiating from her nipple along with a steady, powerful vibration. He quickly moves to her other breast and does the same, suckling and licking slowly and deliberately, before she feels the same euphoric spiking pleasure in her other nipple, likely cumming just from this simulation alone.

A sharp tug on both her nipples gets her full attention and now she can see Chinta holding a slender gold chain that runs between her breasts, attached to a pair of gold nipple studs. No blood, no pain. In fact she wasn't sure she'd been pierced properly at all, but the piercings themselves had wound up in her nipples and the chain ran between them. Giving the chain another tug, Chinta watches her reaction, smiling softly like he thought he'd given her a gift. Maybe he had to Christine. It was certainly pleasurable, and tasteful in all fairness, the gold being slender and the sensation of the studs hanging gently in her nipples with the weight or pull of the chain only made it more so, both studs vibrating softly and steadily as he gave the chain another tug.
 
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Christine mumbles something unclear in response to Chinta's question, looking at him with mild annoyance. As Chinta moves away, Christine spots Helena and gives her a good glare. Then he takes her nipple into his mouth again and draws a lustful moan from her before... vibrations bringing unprecedented pleasure radiate from her nipple, making her almost literally melt from the pleasure that only intensifies as the second piercing is attached. Twitching as the bird tugs at them, she barely registers the existence of the chain at first as she can't help but stare at the roof, barely in control of her mind let alone her body.
 
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