challenge time: Aiju

“Eh?”

Almost everyone blinked in confusion.

Except for a certain catgirl who very happily embraced me.

“What?”, I asked. “That shouldn’t be so surprising.”

“We just didn’t expect ya to choose Aiju”, Fisti explained. “I mean, logically speaking it should have been the slaver, Rice or Hebi.”

“Tell me about it”, Cassandra crossed her arms and looked around. “Who the fuck is even in charge of her?”

“Umm...well, this choice is so utterly devoid of any logic that we didn’t think about one”, Beatrice had to admit.

“You do it then”, I said with a grin towards Beatrice.

That took the ex-witch aback.“Me? I mean...I’m...”

Bound and barely able to walk, yes.

“Unless you wish to admit that your perfect plan isn’t so perfect after all?”, I smirked some more. Beatrice no doubt anticipated that I might choose her. But this definitely caught her off guard.

“Of course not!”, Beatrice glared at me. “This will be a simple affair!”

Good luck. Aiju doesn’t even comprehend the concept of shame and you can barely move.

This will be good.

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We retreated into the playroom, Beatrice’s order. I made myself comfortable on a chair, ready for the spectacle. Aiju was all the way happily snuggling against me. I think I made the catgirl pretty angry yesterday, so that was also part why I choose her. I gave her some pats on the head and she purred.

That was interrupted by a loud cough. Right, Beatrice can’t stand to not be at the center of attention. “We will now begin the humiliation of Aijuka Zoroi!”

Aiju yawned.

“Ehem!”, Beatrice coughed some more. “When it comes to the fine art of humiliation, there are many things to consider…”

I gave the ex-witch an almost pitying look. “You can just come out and say you have no idea how you’re going to pull that off.” I winked at her.

“You...unrefined, unbearable, uncooperative...ugh! This is a trifling matter for the witch of Miracles. Underestimate me at your peril!”

Uhu.

“Mari. Time to mate? Witchie can watch.”

Uh, I like that idea. It would turn more into a Beatrice humiliation event but I’m fine with that.

“Will you pay attention?”, complained a very frustrated Beatrice. “Aiju, tell me what is embarrassing to you!”

Oh.

I suppose that is one approach you can take.

“Ember ass?” But as expected, the catgirl had no idea what the ex-witch was talking about.

Beatrice seemed to be at the end of her rope(hah!). “Something you don’t like! There has to be something.”

“Hm”, Aiju stared at Beatrice and nodded. “When bad guys captured me. They tied me up. Like you. Don’t like that.”

It was as if light went on atop Beatrice’s head.

“Oh, bondage! So you don’t like bondage eh?”, Beatrice sneered. “Well, well, well. That can be arranged!”

Oh boy.

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The catgirl was gasping and shuddering into her restraints, while Beatrice was cackling maniacally. “Well, how do you like my Shibari? Pretty humiliating I’d say, eh? As expected of me!”

Not that she did much. Or anything really. She just tossed the rope at Aiju which proceeded to bind the poor catgirl.

Of course that also meant that Beatrice was now free again. (Although I made clear that she would be back in ropes after this event was over.)

There was good reason to not show the ex-witch any mercy. Apparently Beatrice did the same thing to Fisti and Sanakia. I probably shouldn’t let her have access to ropes.

Not that I couldn’t appreciate the scene in front of me.

“Are you, alright, Aiju?”, I gulped towards the lewd sight. Aiju tried her best to wiggle out of her restraints but that only made the display even more erotic.

The ropes are currently in the progress of rubbing against Aiju’s crotch doing a good job of keeping her in a very aroused state.

Last time I saw Aiju bound was during that time with Ojou. Back then I was too worried for her to be able to enjoy it, but this time...

“M-mari…”, the cat meowed. I did feel rather bad for her but the whole display was definitely very erotic..

“Don’t just stand there like the slack-jawed yokel that you are. Go tease her!”, Beatrice demanded.

“Isn’t that your job?”

Beatrice cackled. “Oh? You rather watch two girls getting intimate instead of doing it yourself? My, that is quite perverted of you!”

But in all seriousness, I’m not sure I want to leave this up to Bea in the first place. So I went over to Aiju and started to softly rub her boobs.

“Oh, and mind the ropes, will you? They are very protective.”

Tell me that earlier!

If it wasn’t for my fast reflexes the bloody ropes would have almost tied me up as well! I bet that was what the evil witch was planning all along.

Of course that made it only worse for Aiju. I want to get her off, but it doesn’t look like the ropes are very keen in letting me do so.

“Here us this”, Beatrice suggested handing me a large gaudy featherbrush.

Right.

I used the bizarre thing to gently stroke over Aiju’s nipples and the reaction was almost instantaneous. Aiju strained against her ropes and meowed in pleasure. Then I did it again and got the same reaction.

Ok, I had to admit this was rather fun.

I continue to tease her nipples trying to build her arousal as much as possible. Every so often I deviated from her breasts and gave the rest of her body a lick.

“Hmmm...it tickles!”

Aiju let out a cute little giggle as I teased her belly button. The ropes seemed to be on my side for once and **** her stomach into a very taut and **** position. I made sure to try and find Aiju’s weak point.

Beatrice, standing behind me sighed loudly. “Do you have a tickle fetish as well? Honestly.”

You gave me the feather!

But I decided it was time to give Aiju’s crotch some attention. She was already pretty wet down there, so it was quite easy to stimulate her and...

“Meoooowwww!”

With a particularly loud meow Aiju climaxed just like that

“Oh, come on!”, Bea complained. “Don’t get her off! You were supposed to make her go mad with arousal. Don’t you know anything? We didn’t even get to the ice cubes! This was such a failure! What is it with you and failure?”

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