Satan, strange though her name may have been, was nothing if not loyal. Her current master had called for her, meaning that they required a bit of release, a way to channel their frustration and anger. They could be rough with her in a way they couldn't with her sisters. More than that, she enjoyed such treatment, not minding the scratches and
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When Satan arrived, Fuu was clad only in her underwear, the usual bondage implements ready on the table. "Indeed I did, dear Satan. I have a certain need, and I'm sure you can guess of how I must satisfy it."
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"I shall bind first before I unwind on you. As ever, I'll grant you some small compensations along the way, but you will be left wanting if you step out of line. Now," she took a bundle of the rope as she walked towards her servant, "show me your hands."
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Above, a smile played on Xine's face. She was looking forward to finally breaking this girl tonight.
[I sent you a PM about a day ago asking about a few things? Did you get it?]
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[OOC: Just now read it. Blame LJ for notif fail. And all of it was OK with me!]
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She turned and walked around, her barely-covered ass quivering with each step. Her body was not so much wearing clothing as a handful of cloths held together by a collection of strings, enabling Satan to feast her eyes on the irresistible body of her mistress. Only the smallest and most carefully-placed strips covered up Xine's nipples, and a long piece of cloth dangled down between her thighs, covering up her pussy, anus, and anything else that happened to be there.
Finally reaching her massive bed adorned with silk sheets, Xine turned around and sat down. "Come, Satan," she said, patting her lap. "I have several presents I wish to give to you tonight."
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In fact, a familiar, and rather befuddled face greeted her-- along with feline ears and bulky clothes still far too large for him.
"Uryu?"
There was an impression of instinctive wariness about the Furniture as his red eyes alighted on the Stake of Wrath-- He enjoyed the company of all the Stakes, of course. He less enjoyed being the focus of their attention as they all smothered him and pulled him in different directions. But stronger than the sense of wariness was a sense of belief, and, in fact, Sakutaro took a step closer to Satan. She was, at least, a familiar face in this unfamiliar place.
"Satan-nee-chan? Where are we? And why are you wearing that instead of your uniform...?"
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Even if it's just Satan, rather than all Seven of the Stakes, Sakutaro is a bit squished by the Stake of Wrath's rampant enthusiasm. When she gets carried away, he thinks, she can forget her own strength a bit, he thinks. Still, as best he can, he hugs her back, his arms wrapping about her to return the hug.
"I'm not sure, Uryu... I don't think Maria called me here, or she'd be here, too... How did you get here...?"
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