The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth|~|

[Lady Arachnia]

Avabelle Fiorin Poppyrow could definitely be described as extravagant. She had wealth and a quick glance at her would tell anybody that. Her hair was purple and curled in to long ringlets that scattered all around her head and down to her shoulder blades. In her long locks were several brightly coloured bands and beads that added to her bright appearance. She had a smooth unblemished and rather young looking face. Her eyes were a deep purple that matched her hair, likely the result of some cosmetic procedure. Her eyes had black eye-liner and a very faint shade of purple eye shadow. Her eyebrows were thin and well looked after with not a single hair out of place. On her upper lips she wore a thick layer of black lipstick whereas her lower lip had a purple layer. She wore a frilled silk lace dress that was a black and purple colour. The dress was made by herself and without even touching it was obvious that the dress was made of a very fine and expensive foreign silk. She had long elbow length matching gloves that were tightly fastened to her hands, they were fingerless so that she could show her alternating black and purple nail polish. The dress stopped around her knees and the top of her socks were visible purple and black stripes, before vanishing in to her boots. Her boots were made of a shiny black leather. The souls, heels and laces however were that bright purple colour once again.

She was sat in the auction house on her own balcony. It was relatively high up and she had a very good view. The auction house resembled an opera house, large with many balconies scattered around the place. There were also several rows of seats ion the ground for those not quite so wealthy. Avabelle was sat with a tea pot on the table next to her and she poured herself another cup. She added six sugar cubes and a splash of milk before gently stirring. She picked up the binoculars infront of her and focussed them on the stage at the current line up of slaves. There were four men and one women. The men wore loin cloths while the women wore loin clothes and a thing strip of black material over their chest to cover their breasts, they always came out like this. She yawned and placed down the binoculars before having a quick sip of her tea. Over the next ten minutest he slaves were auctioned off at various prices though Avabelle had no interest in any of them. Once they were sold though she picked the binoculars back up and then watched as the next line up came out. It was then that a couple caught her attention. “Oooh” she squealed. “Play time”

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Gracely Crow did not have a name anymore. Gracely Crow was now just a number: 675352, because slaves did not have names, she had been told time and time again. Slaves were hardly people anymore, the trainers had told her, so they did not need a name. Gracely... was not so quick to believe this.

She had been the second slave to be led out for the line up of the second round of auctions, and one could tell just from a glance that she still had not accepted her fate. Gracely walked with an undeserved air of pride and elegance that made absolutely no sense given her former and current positions on the social ladder. Her chin was lifted, her shoulders drawn back, and her eyes narrowed in absolute dislike for those who were patrons at the auction. Before, she had been nothing more than a thief; granted she was quite the talented thief, but the point still stands. Around her wrists, Gracely wore a pair of bronze cuffs that were linked together with a matching chain. Not all of the slaves were given these cuffs, only those who had been deemed "Disagreeable", which indeed she was. Most slaves who had been given those cuffs fetched a cheaper price because of that "Disagreeable" title.

She was a pretty thing, with fair skin that was nearly flawless, save for a few scars here and there. Her hair was whiter than her skin, in fact it was an unusual shade of the purest of snow whites, though peculiarly her brows were dark and did not match. It was her eyes that were captivating though; in this light they were a bright shade of gold. Though, this could only be truly appreciated when someone was standing close. In other lights, those unusual eyes would at times shine a lily pad green. People did not often believe her that she obtained those eyes through natural means, but she never had enough money for cosmetic modification, save for her hair. Furthermore, Gracely was small creature; standing three inches short of five feet and a half, with a slender figure. Her hips were small, but flared out nicely, and her breasts were rather small as well. She appeared to be small and delicate, but the shadows that stood out on her skin suggested that beneath that soft skin was lean muscle. But one should not be mistaken and think that Gracely was masculine, she had an enchanting air of femininity.

Gracely jerked her arm away from the slave breaker who brought her out and stood tall when the auction began.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle examined the specimen closely with her binoculars giving a few tuts and oohs as she did so. “She looks like a little ruffian right now but... that body I could work with that, I have a few outfit ideas that should make her look very pretty. She looks so full of energy... I bet she could really give me a good time too. I wonder what her boobs are like... they're not too big but... I need to see her without them wraps covering her” the girl mumbled to herself. She picked up her tea cup and took a quick sip. “Well, I guess there's only one way to see what's under them”. Miss Poppyrow then sat with her binoculars glued to her eyes and constantly focussed on Gracely. It was around fifteen minutes before they finally got to the girls sale and that was when the doll maker came to life.

The bidding wasn't too furious, most of the crowd seemed to think this girl was too much work for what she was worth. There were a few bids but nothing impressive until Avabelle flashed up her paddle with the value of 5000 toxins which was a very good price for one of the premium slaves, let alone her. The slaves that brought the most were those with abilities though those were rare and snatched up quick. Anything from those who could manipulate flames to having stone like skin. Either way Avabelle's bid brought a hushed round of murmuring and immediately ended this round of bidding. “Oooohhhh good” she said in a rather exasperated tone as she was announced the winner. It was then that the girl was brought off of the stage by two large men equipped with rifles and a sword on their belt. She would be marched all the way through the back of the auction house and up to Avabelle's balcony. Once there she was deposited inside and with a quick dismissive wave the woman sent the men along. “Hello there sugar” she said cheerfully.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Standing there on the stage was both boring and humiliating for Gracely. As the slaves before her were auctioned off one by one, they were pulled off the stage and brought to their new masters or mistresses. At many times, the bidding had gone to fast for the slaves to even get a glimpse as to who their new owners were. That is how it worked with Gracely. No matter how hard she squinted against the blaring stage light, she could only make out the flash of a paddle high up in one of the class boxes. There was one puzzling thing she had gathered from it; someone relatively wealthy was bidding for her, and from the final price Gracely noted that they had wanted her greatly. Her skin crawled as she pondered the reasons why.

Pulled off of the stage by two armed escorts -one would think it would be a bit much for one small girl but history told the slavers it was best to be cautious with her as when she was first brought in she dealt quite the number on a few- Gracely was brought through the back of the auction house. Such a sad display that was; slaves crying, whining, whatever. It was quite the walk through the massive place, but at last, she was lead up the stairs and to the class box where her new owner sat. Gracely's brows lifted when she realized it was a woman; she had honestly not been expecting that. The door to the box closed after one of the men cast a weary look at Gracely who stood and studied her...mistress.

Pretty, yes. But still, Gracely's face did not only glare, she gave the woman a full out scowl directly. Unlike a properly trained slave, Gracely did not look down or to the side. She figured she had a goddamned right to look directly at the person who would be her fate now. Her small arms came up to fold over her chest. "Hello," she said flatly.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

The young woman's eyes narrowed on the girl she'd purchased and she was so far what she expected. It seemed she got to play a little with this one, she definitely had cruel tendencies and had always wanted some where to vent them, breaking and torturing toys wasn't really enough. She sighed and shook her head. “No no no, that will not do, you're not going to be a good play thing like that, but, I do love an excuse to hurt people” she said in a sweet but surprisingly sinister voice. There was an odd sadistic expression looming behind those twinkling purple eyes and she seemed to debate for a moment. She simply flicked her wrist in a barely noticeable effort and the second after a dart shot out at the girl stood only a few feet away from her. The dart would let out a quick and rather powerful electrical surge that should give the other girl a few seconds of being unable to move. In that time Avabelle would reach in to her back and pull out what was a large metal shackle. She moved forward and clamped it tightly on to the girls upper thigh, close to the spot between her legs. The metal would adjust accordingly and then lock in to place. It was tight enough that it would slip or be forced down, though it didn't cut off her circulation.
“Now...” she said once the girl seemed to have regained her composure a little. “It seems you need to learn a few manners, apologise to me, do remember, you refer to me as Mistress whenever you address me. You should be thankful by the way that I was willing to pay so much for you, rather than letting one of those uncouth louts purchase you just for a place to stick their tallywhackers.” Avabelle then waited to see the girls response.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Gracely kept her scowl on her face, watching the woman as she tutted her. The expression only deepened as she went on to say things like 'plaything'. Gracely's hands tightened slightly into fists and her jaw set in a stubborn look that did not falter even when she glimpsed that sadistic spark in the woman's oddly colored eyes. It was nothing short of unsettling, and her stomach sank a little bit. She had been sold to a crazy person, she concluded already, no more than five minutes into meeting her. Gracely said nothing to the woman.

The movement of her hand had been so quick that Gracely hardly noticed. The dart was already sending the shock through her system by the time she noticed it. Those peculiar golden eyes widened and a startled yelp escaped her lips as her muscles seized and locked her into place. Gracely could only watch as the shackle was clamped around her upper thigh. An odd place for a shackle, she thought in a rather detached manner. It took a few moments for Gracely to recover and she glared down at the shackle. Hate was beginning to brew behind her fiery irises. She shifted on her feet and grit her teeth together before speaking through her teeth. "Apologize for what? All I said was hello!"

Gracely knew that she was not behaving properly. But did she care? Absolutely not. "And... I'm a damned person, not your 'play thing', lady. Mistress," she spat out the last word with scorn dripping from every syllable.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle's lips twisted in to a cruel thin smirk as the other spoke and continued to defy her, now that was the response she was hoping for. She wanted to be fair, if her toy really did behave and act properly then she would be much kinder and rather reasonable with her. If however she was a little ruffian and wanted to play the vagabond then she got to act how she wanted.
“Oh I was hoping you said something like that my doll” she said sweetly. She fumbled in her bag again and took out a small but rather expensive looking ring with a ruby in the centre. There was a small hardly visible dial on the side of it and she gave that a small twist. The restraint on the girls thigh would send out an instant blast of electricity much stronger than that of the dart. The first three lasted less than a second each before the doll maker decided to hold it for three seconds, she knew it would be very painful, especially with it's location.

Miss Poppyrow gave the girl a moment to recover now a she poured herself another cup of tea and again added quite a few sugar cubes in to the cup causing a little of the liquid to splash over the rim. The spoon invaded the tea and began to stir until the cubes broke down and she was suitably satisfied. She raised the cup and saucer slowly and took a few small sips as though she'd forgotten the other girl was even still there, though she hadn't. “Now then, where were we? Oh yes I was about to shock you” she informed her and did just that, another quick blast of pain. “Oh no wait I already did that. Ah yes, you were going to get another chance at apologising and addressing me correctly. Go on, other wise we can play with this thing all day, I have more I could put on you if I had to as well... I could find something to put in an even more uncomfortable place.” she warned in a surprisingly venomous tone.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

That smirk was... scary. Especially when it was on the face of such a lovely looking woman. If such a look would have been placed on a man of six feet tall with a bloody hatchet in his hand, it would not have been half as frightening. It was a look that promised pain. Now, Gracely could handle pain. She grew up roughly and got in fights often. In fact, on the streets she had been notorious for having a short temper and a vicious blow. She had earned respect because of this, but the respect of filthy thieves was not worth much obviously as it was because of one of them that she was here at the mercy of this woman now.

Doll... how she hated that word. What was with this woman!? Gracely parted her lips to say something smart, but all that came out was a sharp scream as electric currents shot through her body and left minor burns on her skin beneath the shackle. After the shock, she stood there and searched for words before it happened again. And again, that time it was longer and painful enough to make her sink to her knees. Gracely's jaw was locked in an effort to keep herself from biting off her own tongue. Hearing the tink of sugar cubes hitting the bottom of the tea cup, Gracely looked up at the woman from beneath a fringe of white bangs that had fallen over her eyes.

'My god...' she thought, 'She's crazy. She's bloody insane...'

Another shock, another involuntary cry. Gracely's nails bit into her palms and she watched the woman from beneath that curtain of hair. "Alright! Alright!" she said finally, "Sorry for being rude."

"Mistress," she added as an after thought.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle heard those words as she was taking another sip of tea and couldn't suppress a brimming smile. She placed down her cup and gave a very girly giggle and began clapping her hands. “Yay, now that's a good little girly. You lacked the emmotion I wanted but that will come, I guess I'm going to be shocking you a lot if you stay like this. Don't worry, I'll find some more creative ways to hurt you if I have to.” she said quite cheerfully. She then began to pour a second cup of tea and add some sugar cubes to it, two, although they looked exactly the same had something quite different in them. She began to mix again with that tinkling sound and then set it on a fresh saucer.

Avabelle looked up now as she pushed the cup forward towards the girl. “Drink up” she said cooly and then gave another quick smile. “Or I can give you another few shocks if you'd like and then get you to drink anyway?” Avabelle asked quite happily. She waited for a while to see if she'd drink and if she refused there'd be a few shocks waiting for her. “Don't forget to say thank you” the girl reminded her. “Now, I was wondering what you looked like without them wraps. Come on now, no need to be shy, reveal your nice breasts for me.” her eyes literally seemed to light up right now as though she was about to open a present. “Then you can turn around and lean right forward for me and move that loin cloth so I can get a nice view, can't you?”

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Gracely hated this. The shackle in particular. She could fight back if the woman came at her and tried to strike a blow. But she couldn't do anything against this... thing, and if she tried to, she'd only be shocked again. It was infuriating and it showed on her face as she slowly rose to her feet. Eyeing the cup, she looked at it with suspicion on her face and her lips pursed slightly, but at the risk of getting another shock, she took the cup off of the saucer and brought it to her lips in a minuscule sip. Narrowed eyes peered over the brim of the cup before she set it back down on its silly little saucer.

Gracely's brows arched suddenly at the woman's request and it was a struggle to keep color from rising to the surface of her cheeks. Tension formed along her jaw her eyes flicked down to look at the edge of the balcony were auctions going on and people were still gathered. Here? Now? Really? Her eyes said it all: stubborn, reluctant. Gracely bit down on the insides of her cheeks, already wary of what was to come when she refused.

It didn't change her decision to do so though.

"Here? There's people..."

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Miss Poppyrow smiled again as she took a sip of the rather nice tea and knew that a sip was enough. Two of the fake sugar cubes were actually a very powerful and very potent aphrodisiac that would have the girl damp and getting rather aroused within about two minutes time. She couldn't wait to see how this girl adapted and reacted to those kinds of feelings, oh she was sure it would be most enjoyable though, most enjoyable indeed. She just had to wait and drink her tea, something she was more than happy to do.

She was sipping away when they girl didn't quite disobey her but more questioned her with a look of genuine concern on her face. Aha, she had pride and she was definitely shy at the thought of being exposed around others even if almost all of them would have no idea that she was naked. In reality they'd seen it before and several balconies had naked slaves already, a fair number of them informed in any for of sexual act from felatio to full blown sex. Avabelle liked this and knew she could exploit it, she liked humiliating proud girls and humiliation was going to be a big part of what she had planned for any slave she bought.
“Yes, now, with these people around. Remember, I am your mistress and you do as I wish. It's your job to get naked and crawl around in the middle of market barking like a dog if I really wanted it. Now if you're going to have such a big problem with this request then I'm going to take you some where much more public and have you naked and shocked in front of a large crowd. In fact I could let several of them rape you, I'm at liberty to do so. Now, are you going to do what I ask or are we going walkies?” she asked with a pleasant smile and a flutter of her eye lashes that hid a sinister threat in her purple orbs.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Those strange hazel eyes drifted and looked to the other balconies. They seemed... Busy enough to not notice anything going on outside of their own worlds. But that was not the point! The point was, it was still her body. She had no plans to go around showing it and flaunting it in front of this infuriating woma--...

Gracely's thoughts faltered. She felt hot all of the sudden. She blinked a few times and lifted her hand to touch her cheek, noting that it was rather warm under her fingertips. Miss Poppyrow could notice if she looked close enough that her pupils were dilated. Gracely's body was buzzing for no reason at all; skin flushed, breathing a bit deeper, and an ache washing down her body between her legs. It was an ache of lust and it made Gracely press her thighs together gently. It was then that she realized she was...wet. Through the wrap over her chest, there were two small peaks were her nipples had hardened under the fabric.

What the hell is happening to me...?

She glanced at the tea cup and stared for a moment before looking to Miss Poppyrow with incredulous eyes. "Y-you drugged me!" she exclaimed without shortage of anger in her tone. It was a low move to so easily convince her body to betray her. Most frightening, it seemed as the minutes ticked the effect of the aphrodisiac grew more powerful. That ache had intensified and soon the insides of her thighs were damp. What was worse was that Gracely's mind was slipping as well. She looked at her Mistress and found herself noting that she was actually quite lovely looking. She shook her head violently and chased away those creeping images.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle's sweet little grin remained on her lips now that the other girl was suddenly getting flooded with her new lust and desires. “Every thing okay sweet thing?” she asked pleasantly and saw her grinding her thighs together. She knew how wet that stuff would get her and knew within fifteen minutes her legs would be almost glued together with her own juices. She noticed them sharp perky nipples and almost wanted to leap on the other, however, she's was a lady and that kind of lewd behaviour was beneath her. She was getting disappointed now at her properties lack of obeying and it went from questioning her to her ignoring and irritating Avabelle. “I'm giving you the option to perhaps have a little fun and be a good little toy for me but you're getting on my nerves” she finished and then that was it.

The thigh restraint kicked in to life again, this time a little stronger and she'd definitely feel a zap against her wet cunt. She frowned afterwards and gave a low sigh. “Now, I told you to get your tits out for me, dearest, and then come very close, turn around and lean away from me with that loin cloth out of the way so I really get to see what you look like and get to enjoy the sight of you. If you still wish to test me then I am going to leave that collar blasting away for a minute on a higher setting. Now come on, I want you to be my slut, be my slut.” she warned, her voice going from sweet to a dangerous frosted tone.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

"N-no! Everything is not okay!" Gracely shouted now. Lust was ebbing over her like a tide coming in, and the loss of control over her own body was nothing less than panicking. Every movement she made now was enough to aggravate her and send little shocks of sensation through her body. Her shoulders rose and fell with heavy breath and she gripped the back of one of the chairs gently in an attempt to steady herself. It didn't do much actual good, but it did make her feel a little better. That is until Avabelle shocked her again. Gracely's lowered eyes flew open wide and she cried out as the currents surged up her heated body, coaxing a gently rush of juices to leak from her sex. Gracely put her head on the back of the chair, "Okay!" she said finally, "Just... stop with the...shocking."

Gracely straightened herself into a proper stand and lifted her hand to grip the edge of the black wrap that covered her breasts. She tore it away with a bitter violence and tossed it at the woman's feet. Gracely's breasts were a small B cup and a lovely pale pear-shape. Her nipples where peaked and hard, a result from the tea undoubtedly, and they stuck out enough to cause Gracely's cheeks to burn in what could only be embarrassment. After standing there for a moment, glaring at the woman as she ogled, Gracely took a few... agonizing steps closer. Her thighs were now slippery she noted; she felt so...hot. Once coming in front of the woman, Gracely turned and bent over, placing one hand on the chair she had previously been clinging to and using the other to move the last of her coverings to the side. There was tension in her jaw, and her teeth creaked together as she ground them.

She had a fine shaped rear. It was round and firm and complimented her hips, giving her a touch of that hourglass figure.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Now this pleased Avabelle greatly, now she was getting some where. She had an excited glint in her eyes as she eagerly awaited the unwrapping of her present. It would do the girl, Gracely, well to get used to being naked around Avabelle, that would be happening a lot. She had a lot of urges and it would be much more enjoyable having another to take care of them. She had a slight redness in her cheeks now and she gave a low satisfied and approving 'mmmm' at the sight of her small perky breasts. She preferred them a little larger but that wasn't a problem, this one was hers now and she could increase the size of her bust when she felt like it. The lady did managed to keep her hands on her tea cup, which she sipped from again, despite wanting to have a quick play with the girls boobs.

It was different though when her pet stepped close, gave a quick turn and then leant forward. She could see the curves and the lovely shape of her ass. She almost pulled the loin cloth away herself though she managed to restrain and wait for Gracely to do it. She couldn't resist when she was affronted wit the delicious view in front of her though. The tea cup and the saucer were placed down and she reached out to cup the girls bottom. Her right hand delivered a hard and surprisingly strong slap, it appeared miss Poppyrow was a lot stronger than she seemed. The hit would leave a bright pink mark on the girls pale skin. Avabelle then became gentler and began caressing and squeezing her cheeks. Her left hand continued while her right slid down the centre of her butt, over the opening there and then down to her crotch. She noticed how wet it was and brought her lips to her mouth and gave it a quick taste. She liked her taste and with a light squeak let her know as much. Her fingers returned and she began to grind against her outer lips, teasing and tracing along the shape of her. She found the girls clitoral hood and began exploring it, it only took a second or two for her to reach her clit. Once she did have that she gave it a quick pinch before pressing one finger in to it and constantly began to ride that finger over the sensitive bud over and over. She seemed to have a change of heart after a few minutes and then decided to plunge two fingers in to the girls cunt. She hooked her fingers so that she could reach her pets g-spot/ Once she'd found it her fingers began to pump back and forward inside of the woman's nether region as she began to work the girl.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

It was clear that Avabelle liked what she saw, but that did not change what Gracely felt. Which was anger, of course. However, that anger was drowning as he mind was slowly lost to the powerful aphrodisiac that was pumping through her system. She could only wonder what sort of state she would be in if she drank the whole cup of rather fine tea. A picture of her writhing on the ground came to mind and she blushed with a scowl.

To be bent over in front of this woman was nothing short of humiliating as she was ogled. She felt the woman's gaze, as much as she felt the sharp slap that was delivered to her ass. Gracely's muscles jumped and she yelped; her flesh stung but the strike left her currently hyper-sensitive body trembling. Gracely was set on pulling away and turning to express her dislike, but that was before her Mistress' touch became soft over her flesh. Granted that the touch steadily became more violating. Her nails hooked into the velvet fabric that covered the chair she was leaning on and her head slowly lowered until her forehead was pressed to her forearms. There was sudden tension in her muscles as Avabelle's fingers passed over her second hole before continuing down to her dripping slit. Gracely lifted herself onto the balls of her feet then and arched her back like a cat would when being scratched above their tail. Within moments, she was practically purring underneath Avabelle's hand. Small moans fled her lips and her knees trembled. The occasional cry escaped her when her Mistress' mouth tasted her, and when her clit was toyed with.

Gracely's body was on fire now. She would assume that some sort of touch would sooth the ache that stirred between her legs, but it only made it more intense. Her want only increased until soon that was all she could think about: more. Gracely's hips began to sway to the rhythm Miss Poppyrow took and from that view it could be seen in her back and shoulders that Gracely was panting now.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle knew just how to work a girl and she was doing that just now. She'd been with plenty of girls and she'd spent a lot of time entertaining herself. She felt the girl before her crumbling away and breaking in to a pile of lust with each movement. Her hand and the glove on it was practically soaked from the dampness flowing freely from Gracely. The hand that squeezed her butt moved to her back and began to scratch down it leaving long bright red scratch marks, one or two with a few beads of blood on them though only from very light shallow cuts. After she grew bored of marking her that hand then joined her other at the girls cunt and began assaulting her clit. Her right hand now had three fingers inside of her and eventually moved up to four. She was watching and waiting and once Gracely was on the verge of orgasm she pulled away from her and suddenly stopped.

Her hands moved together ready to shock the girl if she needed though she had a feeling, for now, she'd be quite co-operative. She knew what the aphrodisiac was like and knew the most important thing for her now was getting off. “Come, sit on my knee sweetness.” she said and patted her leg, she even pulled her dress up so that her bare skin was visible. “You can grind against me and find your orgasm. It's that or nothing...” Avabelle left a pause for her to think and then spoke again as though adding something she'd forgotten. “Oh... you can kiss here-” she patted her cleavage “-as well as having a hand in my nice panties entertaining me, it's not fair if you get every thing. Orrr... I can shock you a few times and leave you dripping wet with no orgasm. Your choice but choose quickly” she practically oozed happiness as she spoke.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Waves of pleasure rolled over Gracely's body and she clung to the seat cushion she was bent over. A light sheen of sweat had formed over her pale skin and now her hips were moving eagerly to Avabelle's hand. Gracely groaned as her walls were stretched with the addition of a fourth finger. It was easy to do as she was so wet, but she was still relatively tight, a plus for her youth. Her back arched and she cried out a throaty cry that dripped with lust as fire overcame her back. The scratches stung...pleasantly. When Avabelle's hand went for her clit, Gracely knew that it would be the end. The tension that had built and built inside was ready to burst. Gracely was writhing and grinding to her Mistress' hand, so close...

And then it all stopped. Gracely cried out in protest and her shaky knees brought her to the ground, draped over the chair. "Wait! No, no, no," she gasped breathlessly. So close. It was agonizing now. Her body was begging for a release and her thighs rubbed together gently. However, that did not offer much relief and only seemed to aggravate the ache. Gracely swallowed hard and looked up at the woman who she deemed cruel. What Avabelle saw was a mask of lust on the girl's face. Her eyes were glazed over; lips parted. Gracely did not hesitate to rise to her feet and move to the woman, straddling her bare knee and gripping her shoulder's gently. She was taken by how soft Miss Poppyrow's skin felt, and by her scent which was heavenly in her lusting fog.

Pressing down to the woman's knee, Gracely groaned from the contact, but it was not enough to immediately trigger her release. No, she would have to work for that unfortunately. Almost as soon as she straddled her knee her lips came down to press softly over her Mistress' bust, and her hand slipped down between her legs and beneath the fringe of her skirt to rub along her slit through her panties. Gracely had been with a few women herself, and she knew how to treat them. In fact, she loved making a woman tremble with release... only when she voluntarily wanted to though. But, when one was drugged beyond high heaven and their body was melting, and they were given the offer for release, their morals and current situation could easily be forgotten. And so, Gracely's hand slipped into her Mistress' panties and the tips of her fingers slid down along her slit while her hips swayed and ground firmly against her knee.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Oh now she was being quite the good girl, that was just what Avabelle wanted and she gave the girl a soft smile that lacked the malice she often delivered in those purple globes. She even helped the girl by moving her knee just a little to grind in to Gracely's crotch. She could feel her slaves juices coating her soft clean skin already, the moisture just made her leg slick and made it much easier for Gracely to work. Avabelle smelt of a variety of flowers, various fragrances were scattered on her body. She made sure her neck, cleavage, behind the ears and cunt were all smelling sweet. One hand reached back for her pet's bottom again and she gripped tightly and helped move her more vigorously against her. Avabelle's right hand however gripped the white locks on the back of her head and pulled her tightly in to her busy. Her cleavage was ample and she'd find no lack of places to kiss.

Miss Poppyrow's pants were of a frilly black and purple material that were a little revealing and left half of her cheeks uncovered. She gave a soft whimper as the girl teased the outside of her underwear and then gave a genuine moan as she delved in and began to explore. She'd notice that Avabelle was also very wet, she often was and she had a rather high sex drive. She was probably even a little damper than Gracely and that was with her aphrodisiac, her panties were almost always damp to touch. After a minute or so of this she pulled down the top of her dress and a similar frizzly bra so that her left breast was on full display, she then guided her pets face in to her nipple.

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Such lovely wonderful flesh, Gracely thought numbly, ignoring the troublesome clothing completely as nice as they were. Lowering her eyes, Gracely covered her Mistress' breast with kisses, savoring the feel of the soft giving flesh beneath her lips. Her hand was busy stroking along the woman's slit, just short of shocked to find how wet she was. It was quite something, actually. And gods that scent... It made Gracely's mind more muddled than it had already been. There was no hope for her now.

Small moans and groans came muffled now as Gracely's face was guided to Avabelle's breast. Once there, her lips parted and she sucked eagerly, pressing her teeth gently to her nipple. After a moment of toying through Avabelle's folds, Gracely found her entrance and slipped two fingers inside with a small punctuating twist. With a shift of her hand, she placed her thumb to Avabelle's clit and when she began to pump her hand in a deep, rhythmic manner her thumb ground against the sensitive bud firmly. All the while, Gracely's hips were circling and rocking over her Mistress' thigh of her own accord along with Avabelle's assistance. That tantalizing ache began to swell and she felt now that she would be close within moments.

With a small growl, Gracely lifted her head against the pressure of her Mistress' hand and her lips found their way to the rise of her breast. There, Gracely parted her lips and clamped down in a bite. It was not painful, but it was not just something to be ignored either. Latched there, Gracely sucked firmly, firm enough to create the beginnings of a mark.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

Avabelle was definitely finding this girl a lot of fun, the liquid continued to build in her pants and cover her pets hand. She was pretty good herself and she found the heat rising and her sex drive ramping up more. Little squeaks gasps and moans escaped her coloured lips and she waited for the girl to drench her leg, she wanted it, the thought of her pet releasing herself on to Avabelle excited her. She spanked the girl a few times now and pulled her head even tighter against her breast. The sensation on her bud sent jolts of ecstasy through her and brought out more of them gentle moans.

Miss Poppyrow let the girl carry on until she came and she knew that an orgasm wouldn't be enough to quench this burning desire, she'd be in heat all night and likely the morning after. She'd push the girl off of her leg once she'd released and run two fingers through the mess. “Lick it up” she told her in a very commanding tone, a surprising thing coming from some one who looked so gentle. “Or no more fun... and more shocking” she added a little softer. “Then you can work your way up my leg and get your lips to work here... your tongue too, I'm not fussy.” the girl ordered while patting her damp pants to indicate her nether region. “I want to get off”

 

[LittleMoth]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

So close...!

Gracely was once again brought to the brink of release, and a sudden fear that she would be denied it again overcame her. It drove her hips to rock faster, and grind down harder. In those few moments before her release, Gracely's hand paused in her Mistress' pants. Her breath fanned hot over the other girl's chest and finally, Gracely sat up straight and bucked her hips with a wild cry. Pleasure surged up her body, rattling her into a fit of shivers and moans. She stayed like that for a moment or so before she slumped a bit. Her juices had came out in a torrent, coating that spot on Avabelle's leg. Shortly after, she was pushed from Avabelle's lap and she sank onto the floor, panting heavily.

Her orgasm was not as fulfilling as she had hoped. Juices were still seeping down her thighs and that ache had returned ten-fold. Gracely groaned and squirmed a bit over the ground before looking up groggily at Avabelle. She eyed the mess she had made and blinked a few times before crawling close again. Bringing her lips to the glistening skin, Gracely began to lick; lapping up her own juices. Her cheeks were burning a bright rosy color as she did so. Her right hand had made its way up between Avabelle's legs once more and she slid her finger tips along her slit as she kiss and licked up her leg. Glazed eyes were lowered and focused on her work, but her left hand rested on her own thigh and caressed over her skin, itching to slip between her own thighs now.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|

The doll maker was really really wanting her own release now and when she got like this she'd happily beat Gracely to within an inch of consciousness and force her to do it any way if she had to. Fortunately for her she made the right choice and didn't whine, instead she simply decided to do what was requested of her. The purple eyes watched her lap away at her own mess. The tongue tickled Avabelle and she gave a light giggle at that. The thought of a female having to taste and swallow her own sexual secretion definitely turned this woman on. The fingers were back on her cunt and she was back to squeaking. Her anticipation built as each kiss and lick drew her closer to Avabelle's sweet spot. She was happy for Gracely to take down her panties and work on her if she wanted, she didn't care, she just wanted a good orgasm. She was looking forward to this climax and she particularly like reaching that sweet release from oral sex. The reason for this was the mess she made, she'd always been messy and it surprised a lot of her partners. She would definitely out match what Gracely had done. All she could do for now though was groan, wait and enjoy the ride.

 

[LittleMoth]

Gracely licked until her Mistress' thigh was no longer shining from her juices, but rather her saliva. Swallowing, she glanced up at the woman before inching closer. Her face was within inches of the woman's sex now and she could smell that flowery scent. Gracely groaned softly before placing her hands on her Mistress' thighs and gripping gently before burying her face between her legs and pressing her tongue firmly against her soaked panties. She lapped there for a moment before leaning back and yanking the clothes down her legs and to her ankles, pushing it aside so that it stayed looped around on ankle. And then, Gracely attacked.

Burying her face between Avabelle's legs, Gracely's tongue immediately invaded. In her drugged haze, this was heaven. All that would make it better would be something to relieve that ache between her legs. So Gracely's hand slipped from Avabelle's thigh and rested gently on her own knee. The entire time, her tongue had been exploring Avabelle's folds and lapping at the mess that was already coating her lips.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

Avabelle was pleased that she was being so agreeable now and she had a strong feeling that her new found pet would have this aphrodisiac coursing through her quite regularly. Especially if it made her work this hard. She moaned and whined once she'd started her attack on Miss Poppyrow's cunt. She was very very sensitive and a constant steady flow of moisture made it's way to her out lips. She was grinding away when she was working on her panties, once they were removed and she was working on her bare pussy... she was practically howling. A few of the nearer balconies would definitely look though Avabelle didn't seem to notice or if she did she didn't care. The girl tasted sweet and Gracely would be noticing that by now.

It only took around two minutes of work before she reached a screeching orgasm. She pulled Gracely's hair and gave a long low moan. He crotch made one hell of a mess as a torrent of her release flooded from her folds and covered her pets face and mouth. Once she'd rode the last wave of orgasm she made sure to keep the girl there. “I like you” she said in a panting voice. “Now clean me up and I think we can head off home.” she informed her.