ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Picolette Chardin II – 2

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[COMPILER’S NOTE: This story is a compilation of posts from an online hentai role-playing game, the Anime Hentai High School. This text is just an extract of the whole game, solely concentrating on a Ranma ½ character involved and his immediate surroundings. Remember that the game had already started well before this part, and that other threads, either with original creations or characters borrowed from various animes, are running parallel at the same time. Enjoy.]

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[Continued from: ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Picolette Chardin II – 1]

Chardin’s Mansion

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin also dozed off after a little while, marveling at how warm the cute catgirl was feeling against him.

After an uneventful ride, the taxi came in sight of a huge, western-style mansion and stopped in front of it.

Gently, the Frenchman woke up his guest.

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pink_the_catslave

Yawning at the gentle nudge, she woke from her short catnap, and out of natural tendencies stretched out just as a cat would. Getting onto all fours across Chardin’s lap, she tensed all the muscles in her body from head to toe. Extending her body out to its full length while on all fours right in front of him, the flag happened to fall off, giving the driver a nice spectacle through the rearview mirror. Enjoying the little show more than cash, he let the two have the ride on the house. Pink wrapped herself back up in the blanket and stood in front of the mansion as the Taxi drove off.

“Wow, it’s really big!!! I didn’t know you were this rich”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well... let’s say teaching is just a hobby of mine...” Chardin (un)modestly answered. “Welcome at Chardin Mansion.”

Entering the house with the awe-eyed Pink, he gave some quick commands to the numerous maids that were showing up.

“My guest here had a little accident with her clothes. Guide her to the bathroom so she can clean up, and prepare a few clothes for her to choose.”

Back to Pink, he said “I have some matters to take care of, I’ll join you later. Don’t worry, I leave you in good hands. Let the maids do you the tour, and enjoy yourself.”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink nodded and let Chardin do what he had to prepare for the evening’s events. Though since she had the luxury of taking a nice bath, she planned on using the opportunity to its max. She followed the maids to the guestroom with attached bathroom, still much larger than any she had seen. Awe-struck at the size of the Jacuzzi, she hopped into it, dropping the flag she was using, making a large splash. Then she just relaxed, practically in slumber land, her whole body submerged except for her nose and lips to breathe. She remained in the Jacuzzi for a very long time, not hearing the maids try to ask her to get out. Not willing to disturb her all that much, the maids went search out Chardin and informed him she’s been in the bath for over an hour now.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Little time after the maids had warned him, Chardin was heading to the bathroom. Since the preparations were well on their due, he had a moment on his own to take a bath too. So, when he entered the wide bathing place, he was only wearing a towel around his waist.

“You shouldn’t stay so long in the water, Pink-chan. You’ll get your lovely skin all wrinkled.”

Kneeling next to the Jacuzzi, he also told her “I need to get cleaned myself. You want to wash my back?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink popped her head out of the water and twisted around, placing her elbows on the side of the Jacuzzi, seing more of Chardin than she had previously.

“Hehe, I like the water.” She nodded. “Yup, sure, I’ll scrub your back and front and anything else you want me too!”

She slid away from the edge of the Jacuzzi and waved him in.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well, if I had known you liked so much bathing in bubbles, I would have prepared a Jacuzzi of champagne... It’s much colder, but you still get the bubbles and it’s a lot of fun to keep warm by bathing together....”

Standing up, he let the towel fall, letting Pink watch his body all she wanted. He deduced that the actual cleaning could wait, since whatever happened next would probably need washing afterward.

Slowly lowering himself in the bubbling water, he came closer to Pink, curious to see if the mischievous catgirl had anything planned.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink listened to what he had to say and beamed, liking the image she got in her head from the idea.

“Oooooo, that sounds wonderful, let’s do that next time!!”

Pink watched Chardin, getting an eyeful of the handsome man in the nude for the first time, and she had to admit he looked very nice. Indeed, the catgirl had something planned and the image of champagne gave her a small added idea. Slipping behind Chardin in the bubbly water, she wrapped her arms around his waist and up across his chest. She hugged him from behind, pressing her chest against his pack and purred, letting the vibrations go into his back.

“Prrrrr.... Have any champagne available? There are other things we can use it for.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Yes, of course.”

Clapping hands twice, he called out: “Bring us some Dom Pérignon, please.”

Apparently, someone was waiting just outside the curtain masking the entrance to obey any request, since not long after a very red-faced maid entered the bathroom, bringing a champagne bottle in a ice bucket and two glasses. Obviously not trying to look, she put down the platter on the edge of the Jacuzzi, curtseyed and very quickly scooted away.

Moving into the bubbling water with Pink still nicely plastered to his back, Chardin took the bottle but didnn’t open it on the spot.

“Is it fresh enough?” he asked, playfully rolling the ice-cold bottle behind his back on Pink’s flesh, from shoulders to backside, staying above the water.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink watched the maid make a quick response and bring in the chamagne, giggling a little at the girl’s shyness. Gliding along with Chardin she peeked over his shoulder at the bottle of wine. She got a first-hand feeling of just how cold the bottle was as he rolled it along her flesh, causing her to shiver and squeezed him even tighter for warmth.

“Brrrr, that’s chilly. Fresh enough for me alright. How about we get fresh soon, hehe.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“No problem there....” trailed off the Frenchman. “Do you want me to open the bottle... or have you something special in mind for it? Remember, it’s very precious champagne, we shouldn’t waste a single drop.”

Turning head, he managed to catch her mouth in a kiss above his shoulder. “Though not as precious as you.”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink smiled widely after the short kiss from Chardin, and smiled even more hearing him call her even more precious. She was so happy to hear that; she put him in a monster hug, grabbing him more tightly about the chest. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, her feet brushing against his wet manhood.

“Oooohh, you’re so nice!!! I could just eat you all up!!!”

She licked the back of his neck in long strokes with her tongue for a display.

“Mmmm tasty. It would taste even nicer with some champagne. Why don’t you open it so we can start using it?”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“No problem,” commented Chardin as he walked out of the pool, bringing in the catgirl who was almost a part of his body. “Though I thought I was the one doing the eating, generally....”

He started working on the cork, trying to look indifferent to what Pink’s feet were doing to his crotch.

“Are we using the glasses... or will you be my glass? And vice versa?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink held on tight, not wanting to slip off of Chardin’s wet body as he stepped out of the pool/Jacuzzi. The friction between them as he moves felt wonderful as she rubbed Chardin’s manhood between her feet. She wiggled her toes to add an extra kick to it, just to see how long he could act indifferent to it.

“Hmmm, glasses or no glasses? Good question. I know, let’s do it both ways.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Both ways... hmmm, okay.”

Now hard as a rock, thanks to Pink’s playful toes, Chardin was in the mood of taking charge. Sitting on the floor, he disentangled the catgirl’s legs from his waist, then her arms from his torso, and gently forced her to lay on her back.

Getting back to the champagne, he handled Pink a glass while saying “Here is your glass...” Then, working one-handed on the bottle, the fingers of his free hand reached her naked sex and carefully spread the outer lips. “And here is mine....” he concluded as the cork was very close to pop out and the champagne to fountain all over her body.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink giggled and squirmed around a bit, just to make it a little more difficult for Chardin, enjoying the little game. B But she didn’t want to resist, knowing whatever he did she should enjoy if what happened earlier hadn’t been just a fluke, which she doubted it was. Laying back on her back, giggling as shivers from the cold floor went up her spine, she took the glass from his offering hand and placed it on her flat belly as a table of sorts. Soon, she grasped the glass again by the neck as she shivered and gasped slightly when his fingers spread her lower lips.

“mmmm OK. You really like the way I taste, don’t you? Prrr, let’s drink!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin grinned happily; it was not often a girl was kinky enough to want ice-cold champagne poured on her naked body. The catgirl was really quite the find...

*POP!*

Keeping the bottle straight so that only the over-pressured part of the bubble wine came out, the Frenchman let it pour in the glass on Pink’s belly, with a good amount dropping on her chest and stomach, however. Pink squirming at the contact of the chilling liquid, Chardin quickly trailed along her tummy, splashing her bellybutton. Finally, her opened love hole was filled with golden, bubbling, expensive wine that tickled and froze her inside at the same time.

The master of Martial Art Dining didn’t waste any time though; not letting the champagne warm up, his mouth and tongue came into action, slurping, lapping, sucking the wine everywhere it splashed, and especially drinking right into her cunt like it was a flute glass.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink could barely hold the glass on her stomach still, the cold champagne sending chills through her body. Her sharp movements only caused the liquid to spill out of her glass onto her stomach, adding more to th chilling sensations. The instant the bubbly liquid entered her opened love hole she shivered incredibly, lifting her lower body from the ground. The cold in contrast to her warmth was simply amazing. Her hips met Chardin’s lips as he began to drink from her.

“Ahhhhh... or mmmm it’s so cold.. it-it’s great.. mmm yes drink, drink it all.”

The catgirl then managed to bring the glass to her lips and poured the expensive drink down her throat, swallowing it quickly to refreshen herself, and lowered the glass for another fill-up.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin drank the content of her honey pot in a fraction of second. His long tongue then wiggled all over the catgirl’s body to catch every drop of champagne before it spilled, licking her tummy and breasts in passing.

Smiling, he filled again her glass, and did the same to her cunt, sending once again a delicious shiver along her spine.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink was amazed at the feelings the coldness of the champagne gave her, and only wished it to continue. Forgetting in the heat of the moment her very low tolerance for alcohol, she soon had more of the intoxicating beverage than she should. All her inhibitions were leaving; what little there was in the first place, of course.

“Mmmmm, oh yes. Oh, let me... oh let me suck your cock for you. I’m oh so hungry for it!!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Now, that’s a good idea.” Chardin answered as soon as he was finished lapping every tiny drops of champagne from her box. And he was meaning it, since his cock was back to full hardness for a little while already.

Kneeling not far from her face, he presented her the tip of his manhood with one hand, with the bottle of Dom Pérignon still in the other.

“You’ll have to lick fast... this champagne is really cold, and you wouldn’t want *this* to be freezing, would you?” he said just before letting a small dribble of the wine run along his shaft toward her mouth....

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pink_the_catslave

Pink moaned in delight as he finished, and breathed deeply and roughly as he kneeled over her, holding his manhood near her parted lips. Watching him pour the champagne onto his manhood, she licked her lips and lifted her head from the floor. Her tongue darted out and lapped up the exotic flavored liquid like a cat drinking milk from a bowl. Her tongue curled to scoop the liquid so none escaped, occasionally getting in a quick suck on the head of his cock between trickles, sucking the taste from the skin like a lollipop.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The soft touch of the catgirl’s lips on the tip of his penis was delightful, but the champagne dripping along the shaft was very cold, and he needed to warm it soon if he didn’t want to deflate. So, forgetting a bit the gentleman part, Chardin seized Pink by the hairs and forced her to swallow a bigger part of his cock in her wide, open mouth.

The erect manhood, bathed in tasty bubble wine, slid between her hugging lips, along her wet tongue and inside her throat, the warm flesh surrounding it quickly giving it some heat back. The mixed smell of champagne and male arousal was flooding Pink’s nostrils.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink really didn’t expect what Chardin did next to happen, but that’s what made it even more exciting to her. She took the unforseen event in stride, eagerly swallowing what of his manhood she was offered. Inhaling the intoxicating aroma in through her nose, she sucked simultaneously on his hard shaft, drawing the taste from his flesh. Her eyes closed to savor the taste and smell. Her head naturally lift upward from the ground toward him to take in more of his manhood, to get more of the wonderful flavor.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin grunted as Pink started a real blowjob, his prick disappearing almost entirely between her lips. The hand on her head lost its grip, since there was no need any more to guide her.

Drinking more of the champagne from the bottle, he let a few more droplets fall on the base of his shaft for Pink to lick.

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pink_the_catslave

Feeling the drops of champagne roll down his prick to her lips, she sucked ans slurped up the sweet liquid. At the same time, grasping his strong body with both hands and squeezing his buttcheeks, she pulled herself toward him. Swallowing the entirety of him manhood, slurping up the remaining champagne, her tongue slid over his shaft.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin moaned, trying his best to control himself and not shot his load to soon in the catgirl’s eager mouth. Not wanting Pink to be the only one doing the pleasuring, he let a little stream of champagne fall on her breasts, then pulled out his superhuman tongue to lick the alcohol and tease her mounds and nipples.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink moaned over Chardin’s cock as his magical tongue worked on her breasts. Her body squirmed slightly underneath him as he was staying straddled over her. Her head made quick bobbing motions as she slid half his cock from her mouth, only to have it slid back into the warmth of her mouth. Her hands grasped onto his butt and thighs, gripping tightly in response to his amazing tongue and the cold champagne.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Picolette was nearing the edge since a good time now, so it didn’t take much more of Pink’s mouthwork to bring him over. He didn’t bother himself with warning the girl of the imminent explosion – he was pretty sure the sexy féline was enjoying the taste of man seed as much as the champagne.

Grunting out loud, his snaking tongue reflexively coiled around the beautiful breasts, constricting them tightly in response to Chardin’s orgasm.

Quivering a last time, his shaft started spurting into the horny catgirl’s mouth, splattering her throat with the special cream she was hungering for, even more so than milk.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink continued her pursuit for more to drink, as Chardin’s tongue wrapped about her breasts like a boa constrictor, squeezing them tightly, making her moan heavily in pleasure. Her mouth and throat were doused with the man’s hot creamy liquid, which she quickly swallowed and sucked down as she continued her head-bobbing motion, sucking furiously to get every last drop that he had to offer her. The taste so exotic with the mix of the sweet champagne, she just couldn’t get enough. Her hands grasped his buttocks tightly and pulled him sharply forward with all her strength, taking his entire length down her throat, possibly pulling him off balance with her urgent tug.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Surprised by the catgirl’s pull on his hips, Picolette lost balance and fell forward. His tongue suddenly retracted as he stopped his fall by planting both hands on the ground, his knees surrounding Pink’s head.

Looking down between his arms, he could see that Pink hadn’t missed a beat of her fellatio; she was still slurping his manhood with a gusto that could even impress someone of the Chardin family.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink sure hadn’t missed a beat as she tried her possible get him to give her another tasty treat. She left it entirely up to him to retract his manhood from her mouth if he desired. Pink was more than happy to suckle and lick his enlarged member for as long as he liked. Maybe it was just because of the champagne, or because he was French, but he seemed to have an extra special flavor that made her just want to keep sucking on his organ.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin couldn’t believe it. She managed to get him hard again with her expert mouthwork, and was slowly bringing him to another orgasm.

“Woa, woa, hold on!” he protested, pulling out his manmeat from the famished wildcat. “If you suck me dry now, then the fun will come to an end even before I get to your pussy. You wouldn’t want that, right?” he asked while getting back on his feet.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink lifted her head as Chardin withdrew, trying to keep him in her mouth as long as she could. Licking her lips, she sighed a bit as the tasty treat was now out of reach.

“Yes. You’re right, but it was yummy!!! Just promise you’ll let me taste you again, after you get to my pussy. OK?!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin sighed, his eyes darting toward the heaven before focusing back on Pink. “You really never have enough, do you? OK, OK, I promise.”

Putting on a man’s robe, he gallantly helped her back to her feet and offered her another bathrobe, this one silken and rather short (not going below the hips). Urging her to put it on, he gestured toward the exit. “Now, let’s go somewhere dry. We’ll take another bath later, we have plenty of time before my guest come here.”

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pink_the_catslave

She frowned as Chardin covered himself, and didn’t put her bathrobe on right away. Taking her sweet time slipping it on, she curled against him under his shoulder, so his arm drapped over her shoulder.

“Well, if you insist we do. OK!! Where did you have in mind? The bedroom? Did you want to do what you mentioned earlier? That sounded so fun! Whatever you do, be creative. I love creativety. Oh oh shh shh surprise me!”

Pink got extra excited just thinking about what the Frenchman had planned to do next. Mystery always killed the cat, but this would be such a pleasurable way to go she wouldn’t mind one bit.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin smiled fondly to the catgirl. “Well... you realize that after that little number you played on me... I just have to retaliate.” he said, smirking. “So... get ready!”

Instead of letting her just follow him to the bedroom, he surprised Pink by swooping her in his arms in a bride carry.

“That way, I’m sure you won’t get lost.” ^_^

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pink_the_catslave

“Retaliate? Ooooo sounds delightful!”

Pink smiled as he scooped her up into his arms and cuddled against him, tightly holding on, while nuzzling his chest with her cheek.

“You’re so considerate. I sure wouldn’t want to get lost. Then I’d miss out on what you have planned.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Carrying his purring bundle, Chardin entered a vast bedroom with a large bed. Carefully depositing Pink on the covers, he sat next to her and pulled out another champagne bottle from an ice bucket that awaited them next to the bed.

“Now, my dear, sweet, sexy little student... I intend to take advantage of your body... and abuse of you in every way I can think of... do you mind?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink lay on the covers and and grinned. Her expresion became a playful snear after he asked his question.

“That’s a silly question. Of course I don’t mind. Do what ever you can possibly imagine to me. I just bet it will be great!!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well, you asked for it... you have no right to complain later.” he pointed out, smirking, as he was shedding of his robe. Then, bottle of champagne in one hand, he leaned down on the bed and started untying the belt of Pink’s bathrobe with the other. Soon, the naughty catgirl’s breasts and pussy were exposed.

Returning Pink’s wide smile to her, the Frenchman commented his acts: “First, I have to check if you’re wet and ready.”

He did so with a bit of feeling with two fingers and a quick lick from his gifted tongue on the parted folds of her sex. Watching the girl react to this contact by a soft moan, he concluded with satisfaction: “Indeed, you are.”

Giving a few shakes to the bottle of precious wine like some cocktail, he put it down between her spread legs, fortunately not touching her skin with the cold, wet glass, but not by far. He then started working on the bottleneck, discarding the securing wire and carefully pulling on the cork, with great precautions.

“Now... it’s the delicate part. I must be very quick; I’ll only have a split-second to do it.”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink watched all that Chardin did, simply amazed at his elegance. Never before had she seen anyone carry themselves and perform everything they do with such class. With her head lifted and watching between her breasts, she couldn’t help but shiver as the glass nearly touched her flesh but just barely avoided it, just the anticipation sending chills through her.

“mmmm.... What do you plan on doing that you need to be so quick?”

She didn’t really expect an answer as she sighed in the anticipation of discovering first-hand what it would be.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“You’ll see... almost there... YES!”

*POP*

When the cork finally popped out of the bottleneck, things happened very fast. Chardin prevented the jet of effervescent wine to rush out instantly by blocking it with his thumb, only a few droplets falling on Pink’s belly.

And he immediately jammed the bottle into Pink’s pussy.

For the catgirl, it was like a stream of ice-cold liquid suddenly flooded her inside, with more pressure than the strongest ejaculation could provide. The feeling, mixing chilling cold and the sensation to be fucked by a fire hose, was maddening.

Chardin didn’t loose time on his part, his extensible mouth clamping on Pink’s crotch all around the bottle like a giant sucker. His teeth were keeping the bottle in place, preventing it from firing like a rocket with Pink’s vulva as a launching pad. Since the excess champagne was gushing with force from the girl’s stretched petals, the Frenchman didn’t lose a drop of it, his throat gulping eagerly the precious alcohol flooding his mouth.

OOC: Kids, don’t try this at home.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink’s eyes pop open wider than she thought possible as the wine botle was jammed into her pussy with a geyser of ice-cold champagne flooding into her. Her mouth opened to scream, but not a sound came out as her back arched. Her feet pressed down against the bed, sending her hips toward Chardin. The contrast between her body temperature and the cold liquid overwhelmed her senses, sending her into a state of euphoria. Her pussy flooded with her own juices, and mixed with the bubbly drink to fill Chardin’s mouth with its erotic mixture. Her orgasm seemingly lasted forever, but slowly faded as the bottle emptied. Almost unaudible whimpers and moans escaped her lips as the amazing feeling began to leave her, leaving her mind whirling as she awaited his next method of sexual torture (in the good way of course).

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin finished to gulp the mixed champagne and love juices, while the catgirl’s orgasmic spasms were recessing and her body slowly relaxed from its tense position.

Carefully, he pulled out the bottle (which had emptied two thirds of its content in Pink’s sex) and clamped back his mouth on her still wide-open nether lips, drinking the remaining wine. His tongue made a quick visit to the inside of her love canal to complete the cleaning. The girl’s moans and whimpers became only a little more audible as he was doing that; she was just too numb from the previous pleasure to react.

Rising head, Chardin watched at Pink’s face with a little worry. He had been expecting a loud scream for the usually vocal catgirl when he started the bottle trick, but it seemed she had been too stunned to even do that. And now, it looked like the experience totally floored her. He hoped he didn’t go too far with that one...

“Are you alright, Pink chérie?”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink relaxed back on the bed covers and barely made out the Frenchman’s question. She was seeing almost a double image when she concentrated on him. Her smile showed just how much she loved that experience.

In a light breathy response, she said ” Mmmmhmmm.... That was amazing... wow!”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Glad to see you liked it.”

Chardin smiled, and handed her the opened bottle.

“You want a sip?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink reached up for the bottle and grabbed it with both hands.

“Good idea I’m really thirsty after that...”

Not really thinking, she started to tip the bottle over before the open neck reached her lips. The liquid pouredg out over her neck a bit before the bottle fell into her open mouth and she guzzled down the remaining champagne. The little bit that spilled pooled in the hollow of her neck and ran down her chest between the valley of her breasts. After she finished sucking the champagne like a baby on a bottle, she let go of the bottle and let it roll to the side of the bed, gasping for air.

“Mmmmm... goood!”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

« Sacrée descente... » commented Chardin, even though Pink probably didn’t understand him.

Leaning on the sprawled catgirl, he simply licked and sucked the last drops of champagne between her breasts, his tongue occasionally snaking out to reach the nipples and give them a playful tug.
Once finished, he gently brushed her sex, his fingers parting a bit the puffy lips.

“Mmh... it must be still quite cold in there. You would need some warmth back, don’t you think?” he asked while taking his erect shaft in hand, guiding it to her pussy.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink purred out as his snake-like tongue ran across her skin, whimpering lightly as it tugged at her hard nipples. Her pussy was still damp as ever, yet strangely cool thanks to the flooding of the ice-cold champagne.

“Mmmmm yes, give me a nice warm injection... please.”

She wasn’t even fully aware that he was bringing his hardened member to her wanting pussy as she stared up at him, beginning to feel the effects of all the alcohol though.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin sighed, taking a sad look. The tip of his phallus still at the door of her secret valley, he wasn’t going any further

“You know... not only I’m sexually abusing one of my student... but on top of that I made you drink too.... It’s really bad. I could have serious problems for all of this. Maybe we should call it a stop, don’t you think?”

He was joking, of course, but he wondered how the slightly inebriated catgirl would react.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink actually shivered a bit, as she really was a bit cold from the past experience, making her need for that hot rod even stronger.

“Call it a stop!? No no. We’re not in class now... don’t stop!! Please I need it. I need it so bad!! I’ll drop your class if I have to. Just give it to me!”

Pink quickly slid down the bed trying to get him to accidentally put himself into her anxious sex, but he sadly slid away to torture her a bit more. She sat up and grabbed at his arms, pulling herself into a sitting position with her legs still spread far apart.

“Just fuck me... I don’t care what happens....”

In her current state there were no secrets or hiding any feelings, just the plain facts, and she just wanted him bad at the moment.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well... it’s asked so nicely, how can I refuse?” Chardin playfully answered, smiling warmly.

Pulling Pink’s bathrobe the rest of the way from her arms, he thred it aside, leaving her just as he liked it: naked and willing.

Grabbing one of the catgirl’s shapely buttcheeks in each hand, he lifted her before lowering the horny, wet girl on his erection. The mushroom head parted the puffy folds without any resistance, entering her much-solicited vagina. His shaft was surrounded by a weird coolness, previously induced by the freezing champagne that splashed mercilessly her sheath.

“Hum... I think we’ll need a lot of friction to bring back the heat....”

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pink_the_catslave

The catgirl purred as she was lifted, grabbing onto the strong sensei’s arms to support her upper body. She moaned in delight as he lowered her upon his erection. Her head lowered, watching as her body swallowed his manhood. The sharp contrast between her now cold insides with his steaming warm prick sent waves of pleasure through her, as she very slowly began to warm from the inside out.

“mmmm... yeah, a whole lotta friction... like hours of it!!”

She looked up at him and draped her arms around his neck, starting the friction herself by using her new grip on him to start bouncing on his member. She gave him a kiss on the lips to interrupt anything he might have had to say against her little request.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

‘Hours of this...’ Chardin repeated in his mind, eyes rolling. Well, not that he was complaining... but the catgirl really seemed insatiable.

Shrugging, he dove into the French kiss... giving a new meaning to the word, since his tongue coiled around Pink’s, invading her mouth to tickle her tonsils.

Straightening his grip on the firm flesh of her fanny, he forced her to slow down the bouncing. Apparently, he had different plans for the over-eager catty sex-slave. With deliberate slowness, he slid her down on his shaft, taking the time to feel every inch of his prick progressing into the folds of her pussy. Once he was inside all the way, the cockhead pressing her cervix, he stopped all moves, not giving any hint he’d resume the fucking. His fingers were kneading the butt cheeks like dough, sending delicious vibrations to his member through the womanly flesh. Carefully, he guided the catgirl’s hips so that she rotated around his penis, exactly like a screw forcing the way deeper inside its hole....

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pink_the_catslave

Pink’s eyes closed fully as he frenched her more deeply than she has ever been frenched before, enraptured by his tongue coiling around hers and tickling her tonsils, literally. Even as he grabbed her buttocks to gain control, she eagerly tried to continue bouncing on his stiff manhood, but he had complete control of her in this position. The extreme slowness was driving her crazy as she craved the sensation of being dominated, though she was being driven to the brink of orgasm by this hardly ever-experienced deliberately slow pace. Unable to speak any words as he filled her mouth with his tongue, she willingly sucked on it like she did his cock. She moaned and whimpered as he slowly twisted her hips, screwing her in a much more literal sense. The bulging head of his manhood twisted against her cervix sending immense waves of pleasure coursing through her whole being.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“You simply never tire, do you?” asked Chardin. He could feel her tense body, the way it was pleading, begging him for a good fucking. Despite this, he wasn’t speeding up at all the rotations he forced on her hips. Instead, he just... talked.

“I bet you like it hard and fast, am I right? But what if I prefer slow lovemaking? I’ll just exhaust myself if I try to follow your rhythm. Is that what you want?”

His hands were lifting her, but only a bit, just a mere shadow of the ramming he could do her in this position. His fingers crawled the taunt flesh of her fanny, finding her hole under the tail, grazing the rosebud but not entering, once again only teasing her.

“Tell me what you want, Pink....”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink let out a long exuberant moan as he broke off the deep French kiss, leaving her gasping and sucking in air as he continues his grueling slow rhythm.

“Oh yes.. Real fast. Mmmmmm oh God this is torture mmmm.... but-but it feels so good.”

Pink whimpered and yelped in a high-pitched squeal as her body was consumed by a small orgasm, causing her to pull herself up his body, her arms grasping him more tightly, and she quivered in exstacy.

“Do... do what you want... mmm oh j...just mm don’t stop. Whatever it is. Ah, you tease me so good.”

Pink continued to try and bounce, but her wanton attempt at a quicker pace has slowed drastically. She tried to match this gruelingly slow pace, but she just couldn’t match her efforts, still trying to make him go faster and more deliberately.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Whatever I want? Really?” he whispered in her ear, still teasing her.

“Were you serious about that sex slave stuff you talked about in my office?”

He had now stopped all moves, leaving her only with the feeling of her stuffed muff to quench her urges, which was far from sufficient.

“Would you sleep beside my bed on a cat pillow, wearing only a ring bell collar?”

He gently licked her ears and neck.

“Would you let me use you as a plate, while I eat expensive food plastered on your naked body?”

One hand had left her butt to stroke her cattail.

“Would you make love to any maid I show you, just so that I enjoy the lesbian show?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink lifted her head and softly moaned and purred as he threw questio after question at her. Her body was being tortured as it was filled, yet not receiving further pleasure from there. Goosebumps formed along her neck as he licked it with his long, serpenty tongue.

“mmmmmm... Yes. Oooooo I meant it. Anything you want. I’ll be your sex slave. Prrrr mmm your torture feels so good. Don’t stop.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Pink chérie,” softly answered Chardin, “I would never dream of doing those humiliating things to you...”

He looked the stunned catgirl right in the eyes.

“... unless you ask for them, of course.”

Smiling, his hands strengthened their grasp on her ass, and he lifted the girl’s hips, sliding his manhood out of her tortured sex.

To slam her back in place, hard.

He starteds repeating the move, the first, slow attempts soon replaced by faster and deeper thrusts, his cock ravaging the velvety folds, the mushroom cap ramming her cervix to penetrate the womb.

In short, he was fucking her hard and fast, just like she said she loved it.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink screamed out at the top of her lungs as Chardin changed from the torturously slow pace to the deliberately hard fast pace. This caused her to orgasm several times within mere moments of each other, each orgasm timed perfectly with his deepest penetration. The feeling of his mushroom head poking into her womb with each thrust was sending her over the edge hard. The huge contrast from slow and soft to hard and fast multiplied the pleasure three-fold in her.

“AAAAAHHHHHH.... ooohhhh yes!!! YES!!!! So GOOD!!! MMMMMMM Make me do everything you said. I’m yours. Embarass me. Humiliate me. Fuck me all you want!!!”

Pink was hugging him tightly as he bounced her body rapidly over his throbbing member, doing all she could to hold on and not fall backward fromt he abundant pleasure racking her whole being.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The Frenchman was very glad to hear Pink’s screams of pleasure. Loud ones were his favorites; they were always a boost for the male ego. Obliging her, his firm grip drove the trashing catgirl over his cock like a boneless doll, smirking all the time. The wet, slapping sound of their hips meeting punctuated the intense lovemaking.

The next thing he was about to try required a lot of concentration, but that was precisely what he needed now to distract his mind from the pleasure, and prevent him from a premature release. Looking intently at the sex of the wildly bucking catslave on his lap, he aimed and...

His tongue lashed out, tentatively snaking at first between the sweaty bodies, before reaching its goal. It began licking around Pink’s clitoris, something normally impossible in this position, before circling it to pull the little nub out of its hood and better stimulate it.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink’s screams were loud and constant as Chardin sent her body up and down over his manhood, driving her insane with the much-needed hard pleasuring. Though her ravished body was surprised as the Frenchman yet again sent a surprise her way with that wonderful tongue of his. After only a few strokes of his tongue, Pink was left breathless as she finished yet another hard and powerful orgasm. Her body bounced helplessly up and down over Chardin’s erect member and he lifted and lowered her. She barely managed to keep her arms about his neck as not to fall back on the bed in collapse after the wonderful orgasm. Which seemed to be — and hopefully was — only a precursor to more.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin watched her squirm and shake in his lap with a predatory smirk.

“That’s just not fair...” he said after retracting his tongue. “You females can have several orgasms in a row, while us poor males have to save them if we want to keep it going any length of time....”

Keeping Pink impaled on his rod, he leaned forward, pushing the catgirl with him so that she lay on her back. On top of her, he started ramming the hapless girl, bringing his whole weight downward.

“Can’t... [pant] I get a bit... [pant] of the pleasure I’m giving you?” he asked while increasing the pace of his thrusts.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink gasped for air as she listened to him complain about the unfortunate differences between males and females. Before she knew it, though, she found herself on her back with Chardin ontop of her. She let her arms leave his neck and slide down his strong, but not overly muscular arms. Once he started his hard thrusting again, bearing his full weight down onto her, cutting off some of her air supply, she moaned and cried out once again at the throbbing pleasure that swelled up inside her.

“Ahhh *gasp* OH tell me... mmm how, and oh I’ll try.”

Pink in the meanwhile had a small idea in the back of her head, wondering if he would like to enjoy the sametype of sensations she was. Her tail came to life and snaked between her spread legs, folding upward and resting on his bobbing ass. The short soft furs brushed against the soft skin of his butt as the tip seeked out the Frenchman’s crack and probed for his rear entry way.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin’s eyes bulged at the unfamiliar feeling in his lower region. Looking closely at Pink, he asked suspiciously: “You... you have something in the back of your mind... or will you try to convince that that tail of yours have a mind of its own?”

Not slowing down his thrusts any, he warned her between heavy breathing: “Beware... [pant] If you try something [pant] like that, then I’ll have [pant] to retaliate...”

With this words, his tongue slipped out again and snaked around her breasts, pushing them up by constricting the flesh and coiling around the engorged nipples.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink groaned, and squealed loudly with every powerful thrust Chardin performed. Her tail was not stopping, since she really wanted to know what Chardin would consider an act of retaliation. Unexpectedly, before she could even continue, Chardin added his amazing tongue to the picture again, pushing her breasts up and playing with her niples at the same time. Letting out a long and loud moan, Pink simultaneusly stiffened her tail and sent it deep into the Frenchman’s ass. The soft furs tickling his insides as they slid deeper, her tail only as a thick as a single finger with out the fur, so it was not nearly as painful as he might have figured it should have been.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

His breathing steady, Chardin amazingly managed to stay calm despite Pink’s little trick. His eyebrows twitched, and he blinked a few times, but that was the only things betraying what he was experiencing.

“Mmmh... you’re taking some liberties here....”

His arm stretched toward a candelabrum, and he picks one of the lit candles that romantically light the room. Making it hover above the catgirl, the hot wax was threatening to spill on her breasts.

“Now... will you dare to go on?”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink blinked and looked at the candle. Her tail went slack at the sight, but remained wedged inside the Frenchman’s behind.

“Don’t you like it? I thought it would feel the same for you as it does for me.”

Thinking for a bit, she was curious to know what it was like to have hot wax dribbling over her bare skin. At the time she was a slave she had witnessed it being done, but had never had the liberty to experience. Curious to have her first experience with it, her tail came back to life and started a slow thrusting motion, sliding in and out of his ass.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin moaned between clenched teeth as reaction to the anal intrusion. Eyes a bit glazed, he said:

“You are... a naughty girl... to have thought of something like that. Naughty girls... need to be punished.”

Droplets of wax began to fall as the hand holding the candle started shaking. Hard to tell if it was deliberate from the Frenchman, but the result was the same.

Liquid fire dribbled on Pink’s breast, right on the nipple. The burning hot sensation was painful, but the wax cooled off too quickly to cause any real burning. Still, what the catgirl was feeling with each droplet was indescribable.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink hissed as the hot wax dribbled directly onto her sensitive nipples, sending amazingly strong sensations of pain which soon faded as the wax hardened, leaving a sense of exceedingly high arousal behind.

“Sssssss ah... mmm yes punish me... Punish like I deserve to be punished.”

Pink thrusted her tail a few more times into Chardin’s ass, hoping for even more, the wax feeling strangely good as it burned and then cooled, leaving her skin even more sensitive than before.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“It seems you’re persisting in your ways... well, I’ll have to step up a notch, then.”

His free hand plunged into the ice bucket that held the champagne bottle, and brought out an ice cube... that he used against the nipple of her breast, already heated by the wax. The sheer contrast of ice and fire seized the catgirl’s mind as wax dribbled on the other nipple.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink hissed at first, her eyes closed as the ice cube slowly melted, sending small trickles of ice water over her flesh. Then she shook and spasmed with struggling yelps at the immense contrast of one nipple being heated to the height of sensitivity while the other got the numbing cool of ice. Any more and she’d explode in orgasm from the sheer thrill of the amazing mix of sensations on her sensitived nipples. Her tail went rigid as even it squirmed and quivered inside of Chardin’s bottom.

“Ahhhhh.... oh oh my God.... ahhh it feels so mmm it’s wonderful.. I can’t believe it, so cold aaaaaaaand hot.”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The stiffening of Pink’s tail had the effect of bringing Chardin to the edge. His cock, still deeply buried in the catgirl’s muff, was twitching. Yet, he didn’t stop pleasuring her with the fire-and-ice treatment.

“Ooooh... I’m going to...”

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pink_the_catslave

“Oh god yes... mmm don’t hold back... ahhhhhh I’m going to cum again!!!”

The catgirl was mesmerized by the exotic mix of the two tortures at once. Barely holding off who knew what number of orgasms, she wanted to climax with her pleasurer.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin’s breathing increased its rhythm. Not wanting an accident, he put out the candle with the ice cube, and threw both. Then he simply grasped Pink’s legs under the knees, lifting them, and pounded forcefully the ecstatic catgirl.

Panting and sweating, it didn’t take long for him to reach the orgasm. Burying himself as deep as possible in the féline’s sweet hole, he started shooting the first load of spunk in her womb.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink gasped for air as Chardin put out the candle, trying to catch her breath. But she found herself short of breath not much later, as Chardin lifted her knees high and began to pound forcefully into her again. Her arms folded loosely over her head, which turned from side to side as she moaned and cooed in delight. He pounded her, sending her body to climax once again, each powewrful thrust causing her breasts to bounce in rhythm to his movements. Just as his cock twitched one last time before exploding into her womb, her back arched greatly and grew stiff. Her climax engulfed her, leaving only the back of her head on the bed while Chardin held her lifted up at the same time. Her pussy juices flowed over his manhood at the same time that his warm fluid gushed into her.

“Ahhh yes!!!! Keep going, don’t stop yet!”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin grunted; his manhood was still twitching in release as the catgirl’s pussy clamped around it and bathed it with her secretions. Pink’s shaking orgasm was something to see and feel, and right now the Frenchman was in the Seventh Heaven. The pleasure was way too intense for him to ever thought of pulling out, and depriving the unprotected womb of the lovely girl from his life-giving seed.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink sighed in a long, quiet breath as her orgasm faded after several long moments. Her back straightened, letting her laying relaxed upon the bed once again. She started to pant wildly to recuperate from the amazing experience. To Chardin’s surprise, though, she recovered only in a moment. She managed to sit up even with him still inside her, and hugged him tightly while drowning him in a most thorough kiss.

“Mmmmm that *smooch* was *smooch* wonderful... Don’t stop now I want so much more!”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin was too drained to offer the slightest resistance, and he slumped backward on the bed as the hungry catgirl started smooching.

‘Elle va me tuer...’ (‘She’s going to kill me...’) he simply thought.

When at last she let him take a breath, he weakly tried to protest: “Wow, wow, calm down! I don’t know how you can still be wanting after all that sex, but I’m too tired for that.”

Laying back, he put his hands behind his head, as if wanting to take a nap. “If you still want to play, fine, but I won’t make any more efforts. It’s your turn to do all the work. I’ve given enough.”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink frowned a bit at his unwillingness to participate further, but after thinking for a short while she had a small smile cross her lips. The idea of control, and the thought of a challenge coming from it, just made her want to do it even more.

“Tired already? There has to be someway to reenergize you.... I guess I’ll just have to try a few things.”

Smling she remainsd sitting on him, her chest pressed into his, keeping her hips still so his flaccid member remained inside her warmth. Wiggling her tail, she was reminded (and so was he) that it was still inside the Frenchman’s behind. Licking her lips, she lightly started to slide it back and forth a small amount. In the meantime, she tried to arouse as much of his flesh as she could. Her warm breath and lips were trailing kisses up and down his chin and neck, slowly sliding along each shoulder, only to return and go down the other one. Her hands were tracing the outline of his arms as he relaxed, her fingers barely touching the flesh, leaving a light feathery feel behind. Her still erect nipples were dragging across his chest as she moved from side to side.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin whimpered... maybe it wasn’t that a great idea to give her, technically, a blank check on him... this catgirl just seemed to never tire.

“Woa, woa, calm down...”

He wondered what could distract her right now... not that her ministrations left him indifferent, but he’d really like a little rest....

“Hum... say, Pink-chan, don’t you think we should be a little more prudent...? I mean, right there we didn’t take any kind of protection....”

OOC: So you know, my theory is that in Pink’s world, catgirls make so great sex slaves partly because they are too different from humans and can’t procreate with human males... allevitating any risk of half-breeds. But you may see it differently.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink didn’t stop her ministrations as Chardin would have hoped. Answering him slowly between long kisses along his collarbone, she lightly grinded her hips against him.

“Prudent?... Nope... nothing to... mmm... worry about.”

OOC: I’ll agree with that statement.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Mmmhh... then... you’re... a lucky one... hooo...” moaned Chardin between pants. His dick, inside her sweet hole, was starting to harden again.

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pink_the_catslave

“Mmm.. You’re... lucky too....”

Pink continued to kiss and carress him, slowly working down his chest with them. Sliding her hips down against his now hardening manhood helping it become more securely wedged inside her sex. Once she reached Chardin’s nipples, she tried her best to duplicate the wonderful feelings he gave her nipples with his tongue. But, unable to stimulate both at once with hers, she had to use her fingers, fFirst licking them and then pinching and carressing one of his nipples while her rough tongue licked at the other.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Mmmh... you sure learn quick... my student.” complimented Chardin as he lazily lay on the bed, letting the catgirl pleasure him.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink continued her closest reenactment of what the Frenchman did to her, adding in little elements of her own by occasionally nibbling on the nipple lightly with her teeth, only to sooth it once again with her moist tongue.

“ I had a... mmm... great teacher.”

Even as one worked the opposite side from her mouth, the free hand roamed along his stomach and arms, lightly massaging and loosening his muscles, hopefully to prepare him for what she hoped would be another wild bought of hard sex.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Hooo... Haaa... Pink chérie... you said you wanted to be my sex slave, yes?”

He waited, between pants, for the catgirl to finally nod, although she didn’t stop or even slow down her foreplay to answer.

“Then... hhhhh... a slave... is supposed... to obey... her master. MMmmmh... What if I ordered you... to stop... right now... what you’re doing?”

He was trying to say that in a serious tone, but the hardening prick inside her sweet vulva might give some doubts about his conviction...

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink definately nodded to his question of being his sex slave, but she only used that to add extra pleasures to her foreplay.

“Mmmm... you’d.. have to... punish me... because.. [sucking sound] I wouldn’t....”

She wondered just how much more it would take before Chardin couldn’t stand it anymore, and take over once again. Almost forgetting about her tail, she started to slowly pump it in and out once again. Once and awhile pulling her mouth away from his nipples so she could slide up his body, leaving just the head of his hardening prick in her, and rubbing her hard nipples against his. Then she slid back down onto his shaft, and tightened her cunt muscles around his manhood, milking it very slowly.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Glrgl... and what if... I’m just too tired... to punish you?” asked the Frenchman, a bit desperately.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

“Too tired?” The catgirl asked a bit confused, but unwilling to stop since she had already gotten started. Feeling the Frenchman’s now steel-like shaft in her, she sat up and slowly began to bounce on his manhood, making each bounce take a grueling amount of time. Her tail cork-screwed around inside Chardin’s rear and spiraled into him at the same greulingly slow pace.

“mmm Then you’ll ah... just have to punish me aaaa...after your guest stops by.”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin’s left brow began to pulse nervously as he frowned. If Pink hadn’t be so lost in her search for pleasure, she might have noticed, and concluded it could augure something bad... or something good, depending on the viewpoint.

“I... thought you didn’t like being punished... when I tried to spank you, you just burst into tears....”

He rose up his body a bit, glaring at her with an upset face. “Why you little... you were crying just because I was forbidding you some cock! In truth, I bet you’re just as much into pain than your sister!”

Gripping her tail with a strong grip, he pulled it out of his bowels and keept it straight to get any obstruction away from her backside.

“We’ll see that immediately...” he warned, getting back to a sitting position with the catgirl in his lap, still impaled on his manhood.

His free hand darted out, and struck hr buttock with a resounding slap. This sent a vibration throughout her bottom that transmitted into his fully erect shaft... very pleasurable.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink didn’t even bother to stop what she was doing until Chardin accused her of actually enjoying pain like her sister, which wasn’t entirely true, but more so than not. When he grabbed her tail and pulled on it roughly, it caused her eyes to open and her head to fly back, but her arms grabbed his shoulders so she didn’t fall back herself.

“Owww. Not the t—AHHHHH!!”

Her protest to him pulling her tail was interrupted not by a scream; more a resounding high-pitched squeal of pleasure as the tingling pain and vibrations travelled through her bottom region. A red handprint lingered afterward.

“Oh... again, spank me again!”

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“I don’t need you to ask...” answered Chardin, eyes twinkling. His hand came down on the catgirl’s shapely ass once again, right at the same place, enhancing the feeling of the slap on her abused skin.

“You’re really a bad girl, you know.” he playfully said, grinning. Another slap shook her body, this time on the other butt cheek.

“You’re trying to wiggle out of well-deserved punishment by seducing your teacher...”

Another slap, still with the right hand. His left kept her tail pulled up, raising a bit her bottom for better access.

“You accept to follow a mature man to his house, something no modest girls would do if they have any decency.”

Slap again, hard. The vibrating flesh was producing heavenly sensation for both, but the way he was holding her tail prevented her from moving much or sliding on his rock-hard shaft inside her, frustrating the horny girl to no end.

“I’ve done to you every kind of kink I could think of... and YOU’RE STILL ASKING FOR MORE!”

His palm struck repeatedly the reddening skin of her buttocks, sending pain mixed with pleasure.

“You’re a horny, slutty, naughty hussy! Admit it!”

The spanking went on, Chardin getting more and more excited with each slapping, his cock nested inside her love hole stretching a little more from blood influx, stuffing her even better.

OOC: Once again, I deny any kind of spanking fetish. That’s true, I tell you!

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink cried out loudly everytime Chardin’s hand made contact with the burning flesh of her bottom. The pain from the reddened skin of her buttocks had dulled from numbing, so that almost all the horny catgirl felt from each slap were the pleasuring vibrations that went straight through her. To her disgust, no matter how hard she tried to lower herself further on his thick cock, his hand managed to overpower her and refused her the extra meat she desired.

“Ahhhh... Oh God.. IF I admit it... will you ahhh... let go... of ahh... my tail? Oh God please say yes... I need to cum....”

Pink lowered her head to his shoulder, muffling her screams of pleasure as he continued to spank her, deservingly so.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“What? You dare discuss conditions?” he admonished in mock-anger.

“Meethink the spanking is not yet enough for you to understand your wrongs!”

Chardin was still not letting go of her tail... rather pulling her a little more up, forcing her rounded bottom to be even more exposed. His free hand tried to grab another candle, but he was a little too far away, and to catch it he would have to lean forward, getting more of his meat into Pink’s snatch... which was for now precisely what he was refusing her.

So, he opted instead to use his tongue, which flashed out and grabbed the lit candle. The tool of punishment secured in his hand, he basculed it right above Pink’s backside...

... letting droplets of scalding wax fall over her abused butt cheeks.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

pink_the_catslave

Pink opened her eyes to see the amazing tongue of Chardin lash out to grab the nearby candle. Not knowing what he had planned, she tried to look behind her to see what he was going to do with the candle he just grabbed, but the realization soon hit her like a tiddle wave. Her eyes clamping shut and her lower body tensing amazingly as the boiling wax sent an intense surge of pain right through to her core. The part of his manhood inside her nearly was crushed as her pussy feet far tighter than any virgin he could ever have had at the moment. Screaming sharply at first, she slowly grew accustomed to the intense sensation. She hissed with an occasional gasp as she started to try and wiggle away, grasping his shoulders tightly, her fingernails almost breaking the flesh. Waves of pleasure build inside her, bringing her to the edge slowly. She struggled while her pussy clamped around his erection, being sent toward orgasm completely unaware.

Re: Party at Chardin’s

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin was a bit surprised by the violence of Pink’s reaction. He tensed a bit at the slight pain on his shoulders from the catgirl’s claws (which were sharper than the nails of an ordinary girl). His breathing quickened from the intense feeling of his cock being squeezed inside her love hole. Still, he didn’t come; after all the wild sex he already indulged with the lovely sex slave, it would take more than that to bring him over the edge.

Getting back into the role of the cold disciplinarian, he asked “So, is it too hot? Maybe I can refresh you.”

His amazing tongue went fishing once again... into the champagne bucket. The ice had started to melt, but some good-sized chunks were still available. Bringing one in his grasp, he began to rub the spots of her bottom scalded by the wax with the freezing cube.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink gasped and panted heavily as the searing heat was replaced by the frigid ice.

“Ahh... too cold... oh God... stop or I’ll cum!!”

Her body didn’t relax at all, but stayed just as clenched as before. She began to shiver, mostly in her lower regions, as the ice melted and leaked over her red-beaten flesh.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Too cold?” snickered the Frenchman. “I think you’re overreacting. What will you say once I’ll do...”

The piece of ice, more rounded now that it partially melted on Pink’s hot flesh, found the way of the cleft of her ass and started to be pushed against her rosebud.

“... this?” ^_^;

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pink_the_catslave

Though the feeling was not nearly as extreme, the ice was nevertheless cold on her flesh as he pushed it against her rosebud. The ice melting against her body providing the most abundant of nature’s lubricant, allowing the piece of ice to slip into her rear entrance. This caused her to yelp in surprise as the cold intruder entered her, followed by his finger. Despite the fact that the object was frigid and uncomfortable, her horniness took over and she tried to take advantage of the finger in her ass by trying to wiggle around it as much as possible.

“Aaaahh... punish me more...” She slightly shivered from the cold. “Oh... it’s still so cold.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“What? A good girl would ask for the punishment to stop. It seems I hadn’t been far enough with you yet....”

Leaving the ice in her hiney where it finished to melt, he grasped anew her tail to prevent her from moving. This hand was also pushing on the small of her back while pulling the tail, which made her lean a bit more forward, increasing the penetration of his cock. Despite the pleasure she could feel from it, Pink could tell it was probably not the Frenchman’s main intent. Rather, it just provided an easier access to her butt.

His other hand was still holding the candle (though he blew it out to avoid the risk of putting her fur on fire). Pink soon discovered that the wax cylinder could still be put to some use, however: the blunt end came in contact with her cleft and was slowly pushed between the butt cheeks, rubbing against her backdoor entrance as Chardin rolled it in his fingers.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink whimpered slightly as she caught glimpses out of the corner of her her eyes at what he was going to do next. She knew the melted wax would still be hot even with the candle blown out. She closed her eyes and her breathing grew tense and harsh as she braced herself for the sharp change of temperature the candle brought to her hiney. After the hot wax cooled on the lingering ice water, she relaxed a bit and just plain wanted him to continue, realizing the candle would make a great substitute for cock in her predicament.

“Ahhhh.... You’re not going to stick that inside are you? Mmm... Oh don’t do it.... I can’t handle it...”

The extra penetration of his manhood just mad her hunger for some hard sex even more, the lack of it driving her insane with desire.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Can’t handle it? That would be a first. Since we started, you just took in stride everything I lashed out at you. Now, you’re telling me you can’t take a small candle in your ass? Come on...” Chardin smirked.

Backing up his words, he started pushing the makeshift sex toy into the pinned catgirl’s bottom.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink kept her mouth shut tightly as she moaned with every millimeter the candle progressed into her ass, trying her best to hide how much she really wanted it, which may result in the Frenchman to once again deprive her of what she craved most. Though she tried not to hold back, her body’s actions gave away her love of what was happening. Her body experienced an orgasm as her other opening was filled, even as his cock staye inside her pussy. Trying her hardest to suppress, she whimpered as her body shook like she had a huge chill dart through her body. Her eyes remained shut, knowing just how much they might tell to him.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“You little egoist... you got another orgasm, I felt it... what about me?” Chardin said in a mockingly threatening tone, his smirk giving him away.

He let himself fall on his back, bringing the double-stuffed catgirl down with him. The excitement was making his rod even harder, the helpless Pink completely pinned by it on top of him. From there, he started pumping relentlessly the candlestick inside her ass. The forced up-and-down moves of her hips were bringing the much sought-for friction between both lover’s sexes. Pink was alternatively crushed against the man’s crotch, her pussy filled to the core, when the length of wax invaded her hiney to the bottom, and slightly lifted when it went up, emptying her temporarily before the next thrust. This was pleasurably painful, frustratingly teasing, deliriously kinky.... But whatever Pink’s reactions were — cries, tears, yells and protests or moans, pants, gasps and encouragements — the Frenchman just didn’t intend to stop.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink panted as her orgasm faded, and opened her eyes to see the Frenchman’s sly smirk.

“MMM You weren’t supposed to know!!”

Before she could get another sentence in, he fell back, taking her down with him so her full breasts were pressed firmly against his strong chest. She was unable to push herself up at the moment, as her arms were still weak and shaky from her last orgasm. Only to be made worse as he started thrusting the candle in and out of her hiney.

“Ahhh... Oh God yes!! It’s... mm like two guys are... fucking me!!!”

As her body received the wonderful sensations of two objects filling her, she managed to place her hands at the side of Chardin’s head. She lifted her upper body from him, leaving her cleavage swaying in front of his face, while she rocked her hips as hard as she was allowed by Chardin’s still firm grip on her tail.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Now that Pink reached a rhythm, Chardin had no longer to thrust with his hand. The bucking of the catgirl’s hips was providing most of the needed movement. When she rose her butt, she was filling her ass more deeply with the candle, but at the same time emptying her pussy from his manhood. When she lowered it, it had the reversed effect.

The Frenchman wasn’t staying passive, however. Giving her more and more slack with the hand on her tail, he also positioned the candlestick higher. This meant that Pink had to push her bottom higher to get most of the cylinder of wax in her bowels, but at the same time the cock was at the brink of leaving her vulva, only the head still nested into her. Though it provide much more friction between their sexes each time she impaled herself again on his dick, it also frustrated her greatly to no longer being filled on both ends at the same time.

The man had no such problem, of course. The regular sheathing and outing of his penis in her velvety folds was pure bliss. He was holding the coming of the climax as much as he could, however, intent on enjoying the pleasure of fucking his marvelous sex slave as long as possible.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink, with the added slack and distancing of the candle, gradually sped up and put more effort into her movements, trying to her hardest to get the feeling of being filled simultaneously back. Her entire body was getting into it now, as she bobbed herself up and down furiously, trying to get the feeling, back frustrated beyond belief that he would take it away so quickly. Her breasts bounced fervently in front of Chardin’s face as the catgirl bucked. Her stomach tightend as she used most of her muscles to keep up the pace. Sweat glistened all over her flesh, her hair even damp from it as she exerted herself.

“Ahhh...ohhh... slide the candle closer... nnnnrrgh... oh please... ahhh I need it... AHHH yes yes....”

The slapping her body made against his mixed with her moans and yells of pleasure.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

If he ever experienced something better than fucking the lustful catgirl, Chardin just couldn’t remember it now. The feeling of her wet, hot sheath slipping up and down around his immobile manhood was pure heaven.

Instead of fulfilling her request, though, the French disciple of the Marquis de Sade simply said: “But Pink-chan... oooh... if I lower the candle, then — mmmmhh — you’ll have less slack to — hugh — move, and... Oh, great! It would be a shame, it just feel so GOOD!!!”

Out of breath, he just renounced to speak. Pink’s cries of pleasure were anyway a very sweet music to his ears. Rather, he used his tongue again, stretching it to catch the tits dangling not far from his face. But they were gainaxing so wildly that the nipples weren’t easy targets, and he had to try several times before entangling one in the coils of the muscular appendage.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink moaned and howled loudly as she continued her fervent movements, panting heavily between sounds of pleasure as she exerted herself.

“Oh master... mmmfff... oh please... ahhhh.... More, more give me more!”

Pink; though not requesting Chardin’s actions with his tongue; greatly appreciated it. Her body shivered as the long appendage flickered over her rapidly moving breasts, before finally getting a grasp around one. Knowing all to well what the French teacher could do with his tongue, she nearly climaxed at the touch, just remembering what he had done with it earlier. Her lust doubled as she increased her own movements, bucking her entire body onto both his manhood and the candle as hard as she could.

“Oh GOD.... Yes, your tongue is... mmm amazing.”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

‘More, more, always more...’ Chardin inwardly sighed. He couldn’t say it out loud; his tongue might be gifted but talking while it was sucking on a pair of delicious breasts was a bit difficult.

Still, just to prove he wasn’t yet running out of ideas, he granted Pink her request. His free hand, having left her tail, found its way to the junction of their sexes. There, the thumb started to stroke the clitoris, while a finger tried to wiggle its way inside her urethra....

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pink_the_catslave

Pink moaned as his thumb rubbed at her clitoris as she continued, but she yelped and squealed shortly after as one his fingers tried to wiggle into her urethra. Out of all the things she had experienced in her lifetime, this was by far the newest and most uncomfortable as of yet. Her body jerked sparply even as she continued to thrust herself onto and off of Chardin’s manhood. Moving from side to side, she tried to keep his finger from entering there.

“Ahhhh... ow... Not there please!! AHH... I’ve never... ahhh had that before... oooooooo!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin withdrew his tongue before speaking. “What? What did I just heard? There is a kink that Pink-chan, the Marathon Woman of sex, just won’t try? I can’t believe it.”

Inwardly, the guy was on the brink, since Pink wiggling her hips sideways felt VERY good. His fingers were lingering at the entrance of the catgirl’s stuffed vulva, still pleasuring her clit and outer lips, but not forcing their way to her urethra for now.
“Now... what did you say earlier about what would happen if I asked you to stop... oh yes! That you wouldn’t obey. Now tell me... what should I spare you, and leave some hole unfucked?”

While talking, he was also pushing the candlestick deeper into her ass, making it roll at the same time inside her hiney, rubbing against the sensitive flesh.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink smiled a bit, even through her heavy breathing and moaning, hearing what she considered a compliment in that statement of surprise.

“MMM.... Thank you.... You may have hurt me....”

Pink didn’t feel the uncontrollable urge to jerk her hips around anymore now that his fingers were concentrating mostly on her sensitive flesh. But she could feel just how much Chardin was enjoying the motions so she continued to do so, incorporating them into her steady humping motions.

“I won’t stop... mmmm ahhh... don’t leave... aahhhh hole mmfff unfucked... please”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The rocking and waving of Pink’s hips were making the Frenchman panting with pleasure. He was still gripping the candlestick and tweaking the sensitive parts of the catgirl’s outer sex, but his moves were lacking precision. He just couldn’t concentrate anymore, his hard prick carnally massaged by Pink’s hot, wet hole. This treatment was madly increasing the pressure inside his balls, and his whole meaty rod started quivering.

“You’re lucky... I wouldn’t even... find it... if I wanted... I’ll... I’m gonna...”

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pink_the_catslave

“AHHHH... oh I can’t stand it I’m going to explode... yes yes oh push the candle deeper!!!”

Pink couldn’t stop now, even if she wanted, which would never happen. Her body had taken over completely as it pushed her toward a huge orgasm. Her body was numb with pleasure as she started to shiver all over. Hearing the imminent realese was just moments away, she wanted to feel what it was like for them to climax at the exact same time, so she held off as long as possible.

“Aahhh... cum now... mmmm I want cum with you...!”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“You’re... huh... just way too much... AaH... demanding for a slave... ooOOOHH!!!”

Those words were merely for show, though, since the man was well-above the Seventh Heaven. With a last mighty thrust of his left hand, Chardin pinned the catslave between his shaft in her pussy, and the candlestick buried in her ass, at last double-stuffing Pink like she ardently requested. His other hand was pinching her clit, hard, to finish overwhelming her with sensations.

Deep inside the abused body of the sensuous catgirl, it felt like the rod of flesh and the rod of wax were meeting, mixing tremendous pleasure with sharp pain. The head of the cock, which was already rammed well past her cervix, twitched a last time before exploding in orgasmic release, shooting a generous load of cream in the depths of her womb.

Nekomimi definitively are the best!

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pink_the_catslave

Pink could feel no pain at this stage; the pleasure she had received, and was still receiving, completely washed out the temporary pinch of pain as he slammed the rod of wax completely up her ass, pinning her to his crotch. Her body couldn’t take a second more of the sensations and exploded in a huge orgasm as she basically roared out in pleasure, and her entire body quaked violently in a tremendous wave of orgasmic bliss. The gush of her own bodily fluids matched Chardin’s release perfectly, just magnifying the orgasm further.

“AHHHHHHHHH... OH yes... AHHH”

Pink finally rested herself upon Chardin’s chest her head nuzzling up against it, her hair brushing under her chin. She purred between panting breaths of recovery.

“Mmmmm... Pink feels so wonderful... Is my new master happy, too?”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“ZZZZZZZZZZ *SNORE* ZZZZZZZZZZZ....” -_-

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pink_the_catslave

Not hearing a reply, she was ready to just assume that the answer was yes, but then she heard the snoring. The catgirl lifted her head from his chest and gazed at him, a bit puzzled at how he could fall asleep so soon afterward. She shrugged her shoulders a bit and resumed her cuddling against him, laying happily atop of him, relaxing as he slept.

She whispered “Don’t sleep too long, or you’ll miss your guest.”