Intro | Memory Loss | BYOA

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The dream had escaped her by the time she woke up, and the dreaminess gave way to a plethora of confusion and unease. Blue eyes looked around the room, with all the red and the dim lighting, a frown marring her pretty face. Looking down, she blushed as she realized she was stark naked under the covers, pulling a sheet up to cover her large chest.

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The words "Who am I?" gave her pause.

Konoka was... once again wandering about the hotel, aroused and exploring the hotel, but otherwise untainted. But someone calling out that meant there was something up.

The demoness walked into the room, looking at the rather beautiful woman--and lo and behold, she remembered this girl! Likely not the same exact girl, but she met someone with those looks. "Shannon-han?" Konoka ventured. "...yeah, I believe that's your name."

Alas, the only memory she had of the girl was Shannon being her servant for a day. This was not going to go well.

...or it might go awesomely, if her impish, horny mind had something to say about it.

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"Shannon..." She says the name to herself a couple of times, hoping there would be a spark, something to tell her it was correct. But sadly, nothing. She gives her head a small shake, disappointed. However, it was a name. It would do till she remembered her real one. "Do you... know me?" It was a wild thing to hope, the girl clinging to the sheet a bit more.

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Konoka frowned. "I... only met you once. During that day, you were my servant." She giggled nervously. It was true, but it was the only memory she had of Shannon. She was rather respectful of that. "That's really all I know, sorry."

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Biting her lip, the girl nodded. A servant... She rubbed her temple with the hand holding her sheet up, trying to think. "Is this my home?" It's the next logical question that came to mind, Shannon trying to use the woman's appearance to trigger something, anything, that might kick this memory block to the curb.

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Konoka, unfortunately, did not have direct access to Shannon's mind, and thusly couldn't pierce the heavens of memory blocking fog. "In a way," Konoka murmured confusedly. "It's more like a temporary home. You won't be leaving by your own power any time soon."

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A nod came from the brunette. "I see..." She bit her lip, sitting up fully. "Can I ask your name?" Maybe the woman's name would bring back something, even if she didn't appear fully human. Shannon was willing to try anything at this point, wanting to find something solid, a single clue to her identity.

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"My name's Konoka," the demoness answered, bowing. "I do have a suggestion for trying to jar those memories, though."

With an embarrassed, guilty blush, Konoka continued. "Perhaps... you could be my servant again. Or at least my pet. The hotel fixes a lot of its problems a certain way, so maybe making us feel good is how it changes." There was no denying that she found Shannon incredibly attractive, and she really wanted to play with her.

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Her pet? Shannon wasn't too comfortable with the idea, but at the same time, she wasn't too opposed to it, either. And if Konoka said it would help... Well, the last Shannon could do was try. Plus, Konoka was attractive, no doubt, not to mention eager to help her. Finally, Shannon nodded, trying a smile. "All right... It's worth a try."

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"Yay!" Konoka cheered, nearly hopping into her and giving her an affectionate kiss. Shannon's body against her own felt so comfy and inviting, she couldn't help but indulge just a little bit.

She stepped back, a bit worried she may have shocked her a bit. "Sorry, sorry! You just feel so good!" Now how to reestablish this little relationship...?

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Shannon was a bit taken aback by the hug, but smiled through her blush. "It's alright; I think a little affection may be the best medicine right now." She ran a hand through her hair, the wavy locks bouncing back into place.

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Konoka impishly giggled. "I think I should start with a little foreplay first!" With amazing speed, Konoka ran off to a nearby drawer, dug a few things out, and then came back.

"Well, since we're going to play for a while, you can wear this collar!" It was a pretty black collar, and Konoka slipped it on.

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"Not too tight, please." The words slip out of her mouth before she realizes it, so at least she now knows something; she doesn't like being choked. But who did? She guessed a few select people would, but the majority didn't. She still had the sheet hiding her body, not sure if she was ready to release it yet.

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Konoka had no aims of having it on tightly. And being choked took some very specific circumstances to make her enjoy it, which rarely ever came up anyway.

Next up, she added in some cuffs, securing them about her wrists. However, they lacked any chain, even if they had little hoops to loop locks or rope through. But for now, though, she was setting up the atmosphere. "Now, for a little while, you belong to me. You'll have to do whatever I say, understand? If you're good, I'll reward you. If you're bad, you get punished~" Her voice was still impish, noting that punishment would be far more kinky than painful.

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As Shannon listened to Konoka's words, she nodded, trying to decide how she felt about the cuffs. She wasn't uncomfortable in them; they just felt different. "Yes, miss. Understood."

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Konoka forgotten that the woman was a clean slate--because of her lack of memories, she had no association with her fetishes at all. Well, time to make pleasurable memories! That also meant she had to go about this in a different way than she thought.

"Turn around and show me your cute butt," Konoka commanded.

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With a nod, Shannon turned around, the sheet twisting a little as she managed to keep her large bosom covered. But her backside was laid bare, including that cute ass Konoka was wanting to see. "Like this...?"