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>>28574 [x] Massage.
Okay. She seems like the type who would enjoy some sexy pampering. And, now that you think about it, it seems like it would feel even better if she couldn’t see what you’re doing...
You signal Marisa to grab the blindfold. She happily grabs the ribbon and kneels down behind Sakuya, pulling it tight over the maid’s eyes and tying it behind her head. Sakuya doesn’t want to seem weak after all that posturing, so she takes it without a word.
With the blindfold secure, Marisa starts removing Sakuya’s clothes while you take off your own. It feels more exciting if you’re naked too, and you won’t have to worry about getting them dirty if you aren’t wearing them.
Sakuya’s calmness disappears quickly when her clothes start coming off. She puts up a futile struggle while Marisa removes the top half of her uniform, and the panic gets even worse once she moves to the skirt. Seems like there’s something Sakuya really doesn’t want you to find out about...
“D-don’t--!”
Marisa pulls off the skirt, and her head tilts almost immediately. She’s blocking your view, so you don’t immediately see what the fuss is about.
“Oh-ho! Hey, Mistress, come take a look at this!”
Still in your underwear, you walk over to Marisa and squat down next to Marisa, glancing over Sakuya’s underwear before you move on to the item of interest.
Sakuya’s wearing a pair of dark blue panties. They’re elegant and understated; there’s no frills or flowery designs, but there are some transparent parts around her hips, and the fabric is very rich. Above that, she had a simple garter belt holding up her silky black stockings. There’s a little bulge in her left stocking, and a small pink wire running up from it into her panties, right to where there’s a dark, slightly-fragrant wet spot. If you listen closely, you can hear a faint humming.
Haven’t you seen this in one of your books? Ignoring Sakuya’s continued protests, you carefully peel down her panties to reveal her bright, closely-shaved pussy. The wire goes right into her; you pull it out, getting a quiet gasp from her, and see a small oval bead at the end of it, whirring and shaking around in the air.
“Hmm! And just what were you doing with
this?” you ask.
Silence. You think Sakuya’s just going to ignore you, but then she says something in a voice as thin and wispy as spider-silk.
“... M... Mistress’s orders...” Even though she’s blindfolded, Sakuya still averts her eyes.
You need a moment to process that. Someone else is training her too, huh? Well, you can’t back down now! Even if you only have one doll, you’ll show her that you’re the best player in this game!
“Hah, and that’s the best she could manage? You’ll feel
tons better as my doll.”
Sakuya’s not sure how to respond to that. It’s telling that she doesn’t immediately defend her Mistress, though. You let the subject drop for now.
Now, as for this thing... You have Marisa fetch the lotion bottle and squeeze a bit of the stuff onto your finger. She turns off the vibrator while you give the bead a thin coating and push it back into Sakuya’s pussy, getting a tight squeeze from her hot, wet walls as you do do. She tries her best to hold in her voice, but you keep sliding your finger back in forth until a small whimper leaks out of her throat. Satisfied, you withdraw your finger and taste it. Marisa turns the vibrator back to its lowest setting, getting a little jolt out of Sakuya.
“It--It’ll take more than that to...”
Ah, is she going to complain like that the whole time? That’ll get annoying really fast. Marisa feels the same way; she puts a finger to her lips and thinks for a bit, then brightens up and snaps her fingers.
“Let’s use her panties, Mistress!” she whispers eagerly.
There’s a lot of things that could mean, so you let Marisa take the lead and show you what she has in mind. She carefully tugs Sakuya’s delicate underwear down her legs and off of her feet, then balls them up and stuffs them in Sakuya’s mouth. That certainly catches Sakuya by surprise; you tie your hair-ribbon around her head to secure the gag in place before she thinks to spit them out.
Now, back to stripping. Marisa takes care of the shoes and stockings and garter belt, and you step in to take off Sakuya’s elegant bra once your own underwear’s off. It’s a classy bra, like the rest of her underwear, but it wasn’t containing much. Sakuya’s breasts are even smaller than Marisa’s, little more than a gentle swell in her chest. Her pink nipples are hard already, and she seems to be extremely sensitive; even a cursory stroking is enough to make her breathe harder.
Marisa quickly tugs off the gloves, but leaves Sakuya’s hair accessories in place. She’s naked now!
And, wow. What a work of art. She’s sleek and toned and shaved all over, without a single flaw in her pale, smooth skin. It’s actually kind of hard for you to believe that she’s not a doll already. And the vibrator sitting between her legs makes the sight even more exciting. Judging by how hard she’s blushing, she must be able to sense the two of you looking her over.
But, you can certainly do more than just stand there and appreciate her! Marisa squeezes some lotion onto your hands, and the two of you advance on the helpless, vulnerable maid.
“Okay, Sakuya. We’re gonna start with a nice little massage.”
Marisa straddles Sakuya’s thighs and starts with her back, pouring some lotion onto her and slowly rubbing it in. She’s obviously testing for ticklish spots as well. You go a little further down, starting with her feet. They prove to be extremely sensitive, twitching a bit in spite of the poison as you rub the lotion deep into her soles and all over each one of her carefully-pedicured toes, and then onto her heels and ankles. The curves there are all so elegant, and you can’t find a single speck of dirt.
After you’re done with Sakuya’s feet, you get some more lotion and rub your way up her firm calves and thighs. It must take a lot of working out to keep them in such good condition.
After the legs comes Sakuya’s butt. Marisa’s is large and round, but this one is firm and distinct. Your hands don’t sink into it like they do with Marisa’s, but you come to appreciate this firmness too as you knead in a generous amount of lotion. You rub a little onto the skin between her legs as well just enough to tease out a moan, but you leave her pussy for later.
“Your body’s really amazing, Sakuya. I think you were meant to be a doll! Not just anyone can give you appreciation you deserve.”
“Yeah, definitely. But Remi just takes you for granted, doesn’t she? You’ve gotta be at least twice as good-lookin’ as she is.”
You and Marisa keep lavishing compliments on her as you work, praising whichever part of her body you happen to be massaging at the moment. Even if she thinks it’s just flattery, she can’t keep herself from listening.
Once you finish Marisa’s finished with Sakuya’s hands, the two of you roll her over and switch places, with Marisa massaging the bottom half while you take the top. You leave Sakuya’s aching nipples alone, but every other inch of her small breasts gets a good rubbing with two fingers. You cover a few spots that Marisa missed on Sakuya’s strong but graceful arms and long, slim fingers, then finish with her firm, smooth belly.
You’d gotten so used to Sakuya’s noise-making, you hadn’t noticed how much moaning she was doing. Her pale body’s visibly flushed now, and the coating of lotion makes it shine a little in the sunlight. She seems almost too beautiful to be real. As you watch her, you feel a little twinge in your pussy; you want to do even more naughty things to her, until she gives in and licks you to orgasm just like Marisa did. Judging by your doll’s blush and heavy breathing, she’s thinking along the same lines.
Well, if you’re going to accomplish anything, you’ll need to keep up the pressure.
“Did you like your massage, Sakuya? That other woman never did anything like
that to you, did she?”
“Mmm... Nn.” Sakuya gives you a confused shake of her head, still a little dazed after all that attention. It seems like she’s not quite sure exactly what she’s supposed to be defending.
As those ominous words hang in the air, Marisa hands you one brush and keeps the other one for herself. They’re small brushes, with very fine points. The two of you chuckle quietly to keep her on edge while you dip the brushes into the mostly-empty bottle of lotion.
It’d be one thing if she could see you slowly preparing to torment her. But with the blindfold on, all she can do is sit there and imagine what you have in store for her. You let her stew a bit longer before crawling up next to her.
“Now, how do you like
this?” You and Marisa start at the edges of Sakuya’s breasts and slowly spiral inwards towards her nipples, frequently doubling back and rubbing at her soft, sensitive skin. When you reach the center of her breast, you trace the brush around her areolae again and again, until it’s a shock when you finally move in to attack.
“MM! Mmm. Mmmmph...” Thanks to the poison, Sakuya can’t even squirm away from you and Marisa as you flick your brushes back and forth over her nipples.. It might just be her imagination, but you think that the helplessness is turning her on. You rub your brush in tiny circles around one of her nipples, while Marisa drills her brush straight into the other one.
Teasing her Sakuya’s nipples gets old after a while, so you decide to move down to her pussy. Marisa keeps playing with Sakuya’s nipples, using the brush on one and her mouth on the other.
There’s quite a bit of juice between Sakuya’s legs. The flowers under her are looking pretty shiny, and it’s slowly creeping down the wire between her legs. You can hear a dull hum as the vibrator keeps whirrs away inside her.
Her delicate pink clit’s hard just like her nipples. Turning the brush sideways, you gently roll the hairs up and down her clit, gradually painting it with lotion. At the same time, you reach over to the vibrator’s handle and experiment with the dial. Sakuya’s moaning gets higher and louder almost immediately when you turn up the power; you scroll the dial back and forth a few times, but you stop when Sakuya gasps sharply and clenches up inside.
Ah, she’s about to cum. You grab the wire and yank the vibrator out of her, making her gasp again as it pops out along with a generous amount of pussy juice. You grab the slippery, still-shaking bead between your thumb and index finger, nearly losing it when you squeeze too hard. Keeping your hand near Sakuya’s thighs, you scoot up her body until you can almost whisper into her ear. A visible shudder runs though her when you give her a little peck on her warm, soft cheek.
“This one’s free, okay? Enjoy~!” You wink at Marisa as you say that, signaling her to pinch both of Sakuya’s nipples while you press the vibrator right into your captive’s extra-sensitive clit. Almost immediately, you hear a muffled shriek, and Sakuya squirts a long jet of pussy juice. If you hadn’t been reaching over her front, it would’ve soaked your whole arm.
Sakuya’s just getting started, though. You and Marisa draw back and watch as Sakuya screams and moans to her heart’s content, triggering a hot, tingly response between your legs. Aside from the wild tossing and turning of her head, Sakuya stays still through her intense-sounding forty-second orgasm. It’s strange, watching her stay completely still while the pleasure tears her up inside. When it ends, she slumps back and gasps for air through her nose, and you can see a few shiny spots below the blindfold.
“You definitely enjoyed that, Sakuya. Are you suure you don’t wanna be my doll?”
It takes a few seconds, but Sakuya puts on the most defiant face her blush and blindfold and gag will allow, responding with a dismissive “mph.” Seems she doesn’t want to admit how much she liked that.
Another good orgasm or two should soften her up, though. You can think of a couple different ways to accomplish that.
One way would be through another round of teasing. Almost anything should feel good when she’s this sensitive, so it shouldn't be too hard to give her a slow, steady burn of pleasure. You’re not an expert at that, though, so you’d have to be really careful not to make her cum too quick.
Alternatively, you and Marisa could just go all-out on her. It’s a simple strategy, and Sakuya would get a great orgasm out of it, but it’s also pretty crude. She might not respect such an artless mistress.
Or, you and Marisa could split the difference. One of you would give her a huge, brain-melting orgasm, and the other one would act slow and sensual and build her up to a shuddering climax. That way, she’d get the best of both worlds and see the range of pleasures you can provide.
Yeah, you’ll go with that. But, who does what, and who goes first?
[ ] You go hard, then Marisa goes soft.
[ ] You go soft, then Marisa goes hard.
[ ] Marisa goes hard, then you go soft.
[ ] Marisa goes soft, then you go hard.