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Poppy
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- Joined
- Sep 5, 2017
It was a typically rainy October day Yongen-Jaya, but that sort of thing didn’t matter to Sakura Futaba. She lived a reclusive lifestyle, not daring to venture out. She had only as of the past two months began to occasionally wander out, after pestering Akira furiously, in order to try to train herself to become better in the public. So much had happened for the young hikkimori in the past two months, that it seemed like it had been ages.
She had dealt with some of her past traumas, thanks to the Phantom Thieves that she was now a part of. For the first time in her life, she had friends - real friends. Not people she met on the internet, while using her alias Alibaba to hack and gather information as need be. Friends who actively cared for her, and took a genuine interest in her well being. So in turn, she was having to learn how to behave outside of the four walls of her room.
But, something else had been happening to her ever since becoming a valued member of the Phantom Thieves. Ever since the redhead had formed her contract with Necronomicon, things were….different. The UFO seemed to be encouraging her to embrace some of her more naughty behaviors. In the past, when she found something arousing on the internet, she would occasionally masturbate to it. But these days, it was hard for her to go a few hours without needing to relieve her sexual urges. Instead of passing thoughts, they were becoming obsessions.
Mostly, to fuel her already vivid imagination, she had been watching the various cameras she had set up in her cohort’s homes. She had all of their homes bugged for sound and audio, even Yusuke’s dorm room that he shared with other boys. Instead of her multi-monitor setup displaying hacking information, the screens were set up to instead show her the feeds from her friends’ rooms. Only two of three screens were left unused, one looking up porn to help stimulate her. Another one offered a live stream of the going-ons in her room. Whenever she pleasured herself, there was an audience, as she had recently started fantasizing. The last screen refreshed the Phantom Thieves’ website, but she found herself looking at it less and less these days.
Futaba had ordered plenty of items from the internet to help her out as well. Spread across her messy desk were various items, all intended for her pleasure. There were dildos, vibrators, nipple clamps, anal beads and even more. Currently, she had what seemed to be the contents of a small sex toy store equipped on her. She had small pink egg vibrators, 2 taped onto either side of her hard nipples. A beautiful set of nipple clamps were on the tips of her rose buds, keeping them in a constant state of arousal.
Futaba then had two of the same type of vibrators attached to her clit using medical tape. The genius hacker was quite the anal slut, having a set of anal beads and a medium plug inside of her. When her body would eventually grow too used to that sized plug, she had plenty more in bigger sizes to train her. Inside her slit was a vibrator shoved in, her tight black bikini panties helping to keep it in pace. As much as she wanted to turn up all of the toys on high and drive herself crazy, she knew better. They were controlled via wireless remotes, a small bundle sitting in one of the baskets on the edge of her desk. She would simply have to do her best to bear it on the low setting, constantly edging herself with no release.
Futaba was wearing her typical clothing, including her head phones. The only difference was that she had a black string-tied bra on, better suited for the beach than concealing one’s privates. But she didn’t seem to mind in the least, wearing the short shorts and tank top she was seen so often in. With how short her bottoms were, it was easy for her to please herself while still wearing them. Her outfit was finished off with her standard black sheer thigh highs, waiting for the man of the hour to arrive.
Earlier that week. She had asked Akira to make the time to come over and visit her. Typically, she would go to Cafe LeBlanc, enjoy some coffee and game with Akira. She could manage the short distance to the cafe without assistance. One day, with help, she hoped to go out and enjoy the world. But, today she needed the advantage of her house. After all, she had wired plenty of mics and cameras to record and stream the depraved acts that were soon to occur.
She remained in her room, having left the front door unlocked. She was typing away on her computer, changing the screens so they no longer displayed her friends’ private rooms. Instead, she switched them back to Phantom Thieves work, one screen left to chat with the perverts that had gathered on her streaming channel to watch what was going to happen. Ever since she had asked Akira over, she had hyped up to all of the voyeurs what was going to happen. All she had to do was wait now, the buzzing in her panties driving her wild.
She had dealt with some of her past traumas, thanks to the Phantom Thieves that she was now a part of. For the first time in her life, she had friends - real friends. Not people she met on the internet, while using her alias Alibaba to hack and gather information as need be. Friends who actively cared for her, and took a genuine interest in her well being. So in turn, she was having to learn how to behave outside of the four walls of her room.
But, something else had been happening to her ever since becoming a valued member of the Phantom Thieves. Ever since the redhead had formed her contract with Necronomicon, things were….different. The UFO seemed to be encouraging her to embrace some of her more naughty behaviors. In the past, when she found something arousing on the internet, she would occasionally masturbate to it. But these days, it was hard for her to go a few hours without needing to relieve her sexual urges. Instead of passing thoughts, they were becoming obsessions.
Mostly, to fuel her already vivid imagination, she had been watching the various cameras she had set up in her cohort’s homes. She had all of their homes bugged for sound and audio, even Yusuke’s dorm room that he shared with other boys. Instead of her multi-monitor setup displaying hacking information, the screens were set up to instead show her the feeds from her friends’ rooms. Only two of three screens were left unused, one looking up porn to help stimulate her. Another one offered a live stream of the going-ons in her room. Whenever she pleasured herself, there was an audience, as she had recently started fantasizing. The last screen refreshed the Phantom Thieves’ website, but she found herself looking at it less and less these days.
Futaba had ordered plenty of items from the internet to help her out as well. Spread across her messy desk were various items, all intended for her pleasure. There were dildos, vibrators, nipple clamps, anal beads and even more. Currently, she had what seemed to be the contents of a small sex toy store equipped on her. She had small pink egg vibrators, 2 taped onto either side of her hard nipples. A beautiful set of nipple clamps were on the tips of her rose buds, keeping them in a constant state of arousal.
Futaba then had two of the same type of vibrators attached to her clit using medical tape. The genius hacker was quite the anal slut, having a set of anal beads and a medium plug inside of her. When her body would eventually grow too used to that sized plug, she had plenty more in bigger sizes to train her. Inside her slit was a vibrator shoved in, her tight black bikini panties helping to keep it in pace. As much as she wanted to turn up all of the toys on high and drive herself crazy, she knew better. They were controlled via wireless remotes, a small bundle sitting in one of the baskets on the edge of her desk. She would simply have to do her best to bear it on the low setting, constantly edging herself with no release.
Futaba was wearing her typical clothing, including her head phones. The only difference was that she had a black string-tied bra on, better suited for the beach than concealing one’s privates. But she didn’t seem to mind in the least, wearing the short shorts and tank top she was seen so often in. With how short her bottoms were, it was easy for her to please herself while still wearing them. Her outfit was finished off with her standard black sheer thigh highs, waiting for the man of the hour to arrive.
Earlier that week. She had asked Akira to make the time to come over and visit her. Typically, she would go to Cafe LeBlanc, enjoy some coffee and game with Akira. She could manage the short distance to the cafe without assistance. One day, with help, she hoped to go out and enjoy the world. But, today she needed the advantage of her house. After all, she had wired plenty of mics and cameras to record and stream the depraved acts that were soon to occur.
She remained in her room, having left the front door unlocked. She was typing away on her computer, changing the screens so they no longer displayed her friends’ private rooms. Instead, she switched them back to Phantom Thieves work, one screen left to chat with the perverts that had gathered on her streaming channel to watch what was going to happen. Ever since she had asked Akira over, she had hyped up to all of the voyeurs what was going to happen. All she had to do was wait now, the buzzing in her panties driving her wild.
