Tiffanian
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Re: Sakura (plmnko)
Sakura’s attempts to reach out for her axe were fruitless, her arms truly bound up tight. The plant didn’t seem to be in any hurry to drag her towards it, taking its time and ensuring that she couldn’t move at all in its grasp. It had taken a lot of damage in the fight, so it had only limited vines with which to grapple her, perhaps part of the reason it was taking so much care with her. It was probably unnecessary, though, given that the smog harness that had wrapped around her earlier seemed quite intent now on not only keeping her still, but also on making her a little more accepting of her situation. It continued to grind its way around in her slit, the knots of smoke digging into her deeply, making her ever more aroused as she was pulled along the floor. Her stiff nipples flicked against each dip and trench in the cold stone floor, which only stimulated her even further, her body slowly betraying her.
After a while of this sort of treatment the blue-haired girl found herself at the base of the large pitcher plant, feeling even more helpless than she had previously with some distance put between her and her axe. The plant seemed to be waiting for something though, and it kept her there at its base for a few minutes, letting the body harness work on her as its vines held her in place, until finally it hooked under both her legs and her armpits, lifting her carefully into the air. It took a while to for it to get her up to the lip of its pitcher, but when it did she found herself staring down into a rather large pool of strange, yellow-green liquid. Instead of lowering her in, though, it merely dropped her, giving her quite the scare as she plummeted down into the pitcher plant, landing with a loud splashing sound. The liquid wasn’t terribly deep, but the bottom was quite soft and spongy. Quickly a vine from inside of the plant tugged on the smoke harness, pulling the soaked rich girl upright onto her knees, the liquid coming midway up her belly.
It left Sakura like that for another short while, which seemed to make her harness pick up its efforts to arouse her. It began to grind deeper, harder, making it more and more difficult for her to concentrate on anything but the feeling. It was even beginning to squeeze in around her ample breasts a little bit harder, adding another sensation into the mix. Before long she was starting to moan in pleasure, which seemed to stir the plant back to action. An internal vine poked its way towards her from the wall of the pitcher, slowly pushing its way towards her face, poking gently at her mouth. Even with her mind full of pleasure and lust, the rich girl knew better than to allow the thing into her mouth, but her harness seemed to have other plans; when she refused to open her mouth, it picked up its stimulation even further, a little wisp of smoke swiftly moving to tease at her clit, coaxing it from its hood and the wrapping tightly around it, beginning to squeeze and rub around in a circle. It was a powerful feeling that she couldn’t ignore, especially when combined to the attentions to her slit and breasts, and she moaned out lewdly, allowing the vine into her mouth.
Once it got there it quickly began to unleash a strange liquid into Sakura’s mouth, the stuff tasting incredibly, sickly sweet. It began to have an almost immediate effect on her, though, an unnatural warmth spreading through her body that reminded her of what being entrapped in the slime earlier had felt like. The feeling of the harness toying with her instantly became even more pleasurable than it had been, more intense, especially the little rope that was squeezing on her clit. She could also feel herself practically gushing forth her love juices, adding somewhat to the volume of the pool she was kneeling in. It wasn’t long before she felt something else brushing up against her lower lips, and the knotted smoke-rope that was strung between them slowly parted to allow a thick vine to pierce her pussy agonizingly slowly.
By now Sakura was already on the verge of orgasm, and when tiny vines reached out to gently tweak her stiff nipples she passed over it, cumming with a loud cry. The vine slowly pulled out of her mouth, no longer spewing more of the aphrodisiac into her, but soon two more small, incredibly thin vines came out of the pool beneath her. The thick vine in her cunt slowly fucking her distracted her enough that she didn’t notice the harness holding her breasts steady despite the slight bouncing, the small vines carefully positioning themselves… by the time she had come down from her peak, she could feel the tiny little vines sliding into her nipples, pumping a very hot liquid into her breasts, though it wasn’t unpleasant. It felt quite good, really, and she could feel something happening within her chest as her pleasure began to build once more…
Sakura’s attempts to reach out for her axe were fruitless, her arms truly bound up tight. The plant didn’t seem to be in any hurry to drag her towards it, taking its time and ensuring that she couldn’t move at all in its grasp. It had taken a lot of damage in the fight, so it had only limited vines with which to grapple her, perhaps part of the reason it was taking so much care with her. It was probably unnecessary, though, given that the smog harness that had wrapped around her earlier seemed quite intent now on not only keeping her still, but also on making her a little more accepting of her situation. It continued to grind its way around in her slit, the knots of smoke digging into her deeply, making her ever more aroused as she was pulled along the floor. Her stiff nipples flicked against each dip and trench in the cold stone floor, which only stimulated her even further, her body slowly betraying her.
After a while of this sort of treatment the blue-haired girl found herself at the base of the large pitcher plant, feeling even more helpless than she had previously with some distance put between her and her axe. The plant seemed to be waiting for something though, and it kept her there at its base for a few minutes, letting the body harness work on her as its vines held her in place, until finally it hooked under both her legs and her armpits, lifting her carefully into the air. It took a while to for it to get her up to the lip of its pitcher, but when it did she found herself staring down into a rather large pool of strange, yellow-green liquid. Instead of lowering her in, though, it merely dropped her, giving her quite the scare as she plummeted down into the pitcher plant, landing with a loud splashing sound. The liquid wasn’t terribly deep, but the bottom was quite soft and spongy. Quickly a vine from inside of the plant tugged on the smoke harness, pulling the soaked rich girl upright onto her knees, the liquid coming midway up her belly.
It left Sakura like that for another short while, which seemed to make her harness pick up its efforts to arouse her. It began to grind deeper, harder, making it more and more difficult for her to concentrate on anything but the feeling. It was even beginning to squeeze in around her ample breasts a little bit harder, adding another sensation into the mix. Before long she was starting to moan in pleasure, which seemed to stir the plant back to action. An internal vine poked its way towards her from the wall of the pitcher, slowly pushing its way towards her face, poking gently at her mouth. Even with her mind full of pleasure and lust, the rich girl knew better than to allow the thing into her mouth, but her harness seemed to have other plans; when she refused to open her mouth, it picked up its stimulation even further, a little wisp of smoke swiftly moving to tease at her clit, coaxing it from its hood and the wrapping tightly around it, beginning to squeeze and rub around in a circle. It was a powerful feeling that she couldn’t ignore, especially when combined to the attentions to her slit and breasts, and she moaned out lewdly, allowing the vine into her mouth.
Once it got there it quickly began to unleash a strange liquid into Sakura’s mouth, the stuff tasting incredibly, sickly sweet. It began to have an almost immediate effect on her, though, an unnatural warmth spreading through her body that reminded her of what being entrapped in the slime earlier had felt like. The feeling of the harness toying with her instantly became even more pleasurable than it had been, more intense, especially the little rope that was squeezing on her clit. She could also feel herself practically gushing forth her love juices, adding somewhat to the volume of the pool she was kneeling in. It wasn’t long before she felt something else brushing up against her lower lips, and the knotted smoke-rope that was strung between them slowly parted to allow a thick vine to pierce her pussy agonizingly slowly.
By now Sakura was already on the verge of orgasm, and when tiny vines reached out to gently tweak her stiff nipples she passed over it, cumming with a loud cry. The vine slowly pulled out of her mouth, no longer spewing more of the aphrodisiac into her, but soon two more small, incredibly thin vines came out of the pool beneath her. The thick vine in her cunt slowly fucking her distracted her enough that she didn’t notice the harness holding her breasts steady despite the slight bouncing, the small vines carefully positioning themselves… by the time she had come down from her peak, she could feel the tiny little vines sliding into her nipples, pumping a very hot liquid into her breasts, though it wasn’t unpleasant. It felt quite good, really, and she could feel something happening within her chest as her pleasure began to build once more…