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Soon Ashlie was slumping forward with all the gear off, wriggling but otherwise a bit limp as she started to stretch, the vibrator still on her tail which was flopping around, and the collar. Standing slowly she rubbed her nipples and glared at the clamps. Those are Evvvvvil. she said, pulling her tail around to try and get the vibrator off her fluff unless Christine stopped her.
 
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"I agree. I'll have to find something else to attach to your nipples when I tie you up tomorrow." Christine replies, sticking her tongue out at Ashlie and ridding her of the tail vibrator as well.
 
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It's ok fluffy... No one's teasing you anymore. she sighed as the vibrator came off, pulling her tail around to hug it like a stuffed animal, her face visible through the fluff as she looked at Christine. So brushing and cuddles? she asked, grabbing the brush and shrugging? Looking slightly hopeful.
 
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"Sure." Christine settles on a bed, taking off her sandals and laying down on her back to wait for Ashlie.
 
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Ashlie slides up onto the bed next to Christine and starts to gently brush her tails, taking her time in smoothing out the soft white fur for a half hour before setting the brush down and sliding up against Christine's side, kissing her cheek, her body warm and inviting, soft and smooth. But also tired from her day as she flailed a free hand around and pulled a blanket up over both of them.
 
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As Ashlie starts brushing Christine's tails, the kitsune turns around so she can massage the squirrelgirl's legs. Once the brushing is done, she sighs, turning around again and snuggling with Ashlie until falling asleep.
 
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Ashlie's legs and muscles are hard as Iron, and not just because of the bondage. It was unlikely that Ashlie was magically inclined like she was, but damnit if her body wasn't strong. Sighing as she got a massage that seemed to do wonders for her, Ashlie only made even more certain that Christine's tails were perfect. Not a single hair out of place, before they snuggled up and passed out.

Waking up, Ashlie was still in her arms, smiling sweetly, a light dusting of freckles on her nose and cheeks that Christine hadn't quite noticed before. It was adorable.

There was a plate on the table next to the bed with breakfast for both of them and a note from Dillian that said he'd gone to the library to read since they were here for a week, leaving Ashlie in Christine's hands for today.
 
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Waking up, Christine finds Ashlie still in her arms. Kissing the squirrelgirl lightly, she can't help but smile as well. "Good morning."
 
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Ashlie returned the kiss before sitting up slowly and scratching the collar around her neck. Honestly.... You live with it for so long it's uncomfortable not wearing it... I still had mine on when I died.... We're buried in them, our collars. They're welded on. she said, giggling as she shook her head before noticing the breakfast and Oooooo'ing

Breakfast in bed? Is Dillian always this sweet? or just when he's getting laid. she asked, raising an eyebrow and handing Christine her plate of eggs, bacon, and what Christine would recognize the scent of immediately as Coffee coming from a still hot and steaming covered mug on her tray.
 
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"This is the first time I'VE gotten breakfast in bed from him. Though he is rather well-behaved, isn't he?" Christine replies, enjoying the smell of coffee and starting to eat.
 
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He likes you. Alot. Ashlie said offhandedly. Before digging in and refusing to say anymore on the issue, grinning like a schoolyard gossip. What should we do today? I mean... I don't mind being a cocksleeve in restraints all day but it does mean I don't see much... And there's so much here I've never seen before. Who the fuck makes a castle out of black glass!?
 
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"The Queen of Unseelie. Apparently that includes all sorts of creatures of the night, including kitsune." Christine replies, sipping the coffee. "And sure, I think I'd like to take a good look around as well. Would you like to do it on your feet or all fours, possibly with a second tail up your ass?" she continues, grinning at Ashlie. "Seeing the castle and being tied up all day doesn't HAVE to be an either - or proposition."
 
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Ashlie visibly shivered at the idea as it was brought up, squirming and blushing as she ate her breakfast. Whatever Mistress desires.... she finally squeaked out, sipping on her coffee and trying to relax... and failing. Christine could see her tails sliding around under the blanket excitedly.
 
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Christine bursts to laugher as she notices Ashlie's tail twitching with excitement. "Well, if it isn't going to be a lovely day... I hope you can manage the stairs, though."
 
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I will. hell or high water. she said seriously. before flopping her tail around some more and finishing her meal with a haevy blush
 
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Soon finishing her meal as well, Christine digs into the restraints pile to see what she can find. A leash, obviously, a pair of shackles that could be fitted to go from wrist to above knee, boots and gloves that would make walking on hands and knees tolerable and preferably restrain the use of hands, and of course, a tail.
 
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Christine found literally everything she was looking for with shackles and cuffes in both the same silvery metal as her magic ones, and leather, one set of each with two cuffs, one adjustable in leather for her needs, and one in metal she knew would likely size to fit. And another set of each nearly identicle, except with an extra cuff on the small end of the chain to bind the wrist up near the shoulder on a single chain link.

Gloves and boots she also found, some with freedom in mind, others with a tight leather bag at the end to force hands into fists with a leather strap for the wrist to hold it in place, and several leashes, some short, some long, some heavy chain, some thin, many in leather and of course tail plugs in a variety of flavors, sizes, and some that were inflatable with removable rubber bulbs at their bases to inflate, and then remove the pump so it didn't show. Some vibrated magically, some didn't. Some were shaped like plugs, others like beads, then the obvious gags, blindfolds, ear plugs and even a small assortment of full face covering hoods and solid white porcelain slave masks.

This collection was both rediculously large, and extensive in it's tastes and applications. If she had to guess... Lillith was a bit of a Freak in bed. Or Salazar was a closet perv, OR, these had been here for thousands of years and the last occupant had just been rediculously kinky. Whatever the reason for the collection, it was all hers to play with now. There was also a small ornate rosewood box, and inside was a set of three very small golden rings that simply said Master Piercings and a note. And it read thus. A ring on the clit means she's Always Wet and Tight, a ring on the nipples means they're always hard and sensitive. A ring in the Navel makes her easy to impregnate, a ring in the tongue makes her a bitch. No Needles Required! There were also several crude doodles and the print seemed to repeat in 4 other languages. There were two other piercings above the rings, both small garnet studs, one much smaller then the other, likely for the clitoris, and the tongue while the rings seemed to be made for the navel and nipples.
 
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Snapping the piercing box shut, she tosses it to Ashlie. "What do you think of these?" Picking up a vibrating tail, Christine sets aside a long leash made from leather, a pair of boots that would bind Ashlie's ankles to her thighs and a pair of black gloves that would force her hands into fists. After hesitating for a moment, she adds a pair of shackles for attaching her wrists to her knees, to make sure Ashlie would walk on all fours PROPERLY.
 
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Ashlie catches the box with a little surprised yelp while Christine chooses her weapons for the day. Opening it, and reading the note, she finally just shrugged. Being pregnant is hit or miss really... Being round and unable to do much for months at a time was a nice vacation but the end of it was always a painful mess. she said, taking that piercing out and flicking it into the closet.

Ah men, hou do ueee een wor? she said, sticking out her tongue and the larger garnet stud, poking at the muscle before yelping as it did... Something. Which was set itself into her tongue all on it's own, Ashlie flailing her tongue around before snapping her mouth shout and looking at Christine. When she opened her mouth to say something again, all that came out was an excited little bark that made her slap a hand over her mouth and blush.

Immediately she tried to get it back out and failed entirely to remove it. Probably because it needed to be removed by someone else, and she whined before sighing and handing Christine the box with the other piercings as if to say. I should really stop touching things. Bit late now. Do what you want.
 
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"Huh. I didn't think you'd start with that one. Don't worry, I'll take it off when we eat lunch. Well, evening at the latest. And same for these others." Letting her hand brush against Ashlie's tail, Christine gently pushes the squirrel-bitch onto the bed and slips the other three piercing into their places before starting to bind her up. First she slips the gloves into place, then the boots, making sure they weren't too tight before pulling the strings that force Ashlie's legs doubled up. Finally she adds the tail and attaches the leash before helping the bitch off the bed. "Ready for a walk, girl?"
 
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