rope party

Sanakia and Fisti where in a bind.

Both girls tried to escape the offending rope. But all that resulted in was them wiggling themselves closer together. A fact that Shibari gleefully exploited to tie them ever tighter. At this point both girls where pressed together very closely, their breasts in particular where squished against each other.

Sanakia was of course utterly mortified but with Fisti it had the added effect of getting her nipples stimulated, turning her very, very horny.

But even if she would orgasm. It would achieve nothing if Sana doesn’t experience one at the same time.

“W-we can just wait for morning”, Fisti suggested. “Then Mari can order us to cum at the same time.”

Sanakia’s response to that was a bunch of stuttering. Fisti could make out the words shame, kill, sword.

“Then what do ya suggest?”, Fisti let out a frustrated moan. If Sana would at least not wiggle so dang much!

“W-W-W-We just have to...gratify ourselves! It is our only hope to escape unending shame!”

Upon hearing that Fisti started to blush even more. Why does she always end up in such situations? It feels like every girl here ended up having her way with her, someway or another. How could she possible face Lady Sylphid like this? “Once I’m free I’m giving Rice’s butt the tanning of a lifetime”, she grumbled.

“Quite! And we tie her up just like that! Let’s see how she likes it!”

“And make fun of her tiny boobs!”

“And **** her to do that silly dance again!”

Fisti exhaled deeply. Sana was all things considered one of the nicer girls in Mari’s ever growing harem of slaves. It would be nice to have a sparring partner and someone to talk to that wasn’t completely off their rocker. And then she stared at her fellow captive. It was impossible not to, given that they where so close that there noses almost touched. They weren’t quite touching though. The reason for that was...she gulped. Sana wasn’t bad looking. Of course Fisti had only eyes for Lady Sylphid but objectively speaking Sana was an extremely nice looking lass. Not to mention her huge massive breasts that keep pressing against her own, inadequate, tiny...

She shuddered.

“W-what happened?”, Sanakia asked.

But it was pretty obvious what just had happened. Unable to hold her budding orgasm back, Fisti ejaculated just like that.

“N-No, L-Lady Fisti! We must do this together!”, the Sexy-Knight whined.

Sure enough, the ropes didn’t seem to care in the slightest that Fisti just climaxed. Well, that wasn’t true, they did stop the spanking in favor of a butt massage for a while. That was oddly considerate of them.

“S-sorry”, Fisti slurred out as she desperately tried to shake off the throes of afterglow bliss.

To cum together, would prove extremely difficult. Sanakia was aroused of course but it wasn’t enough to get her over the edge. The devious ropes made sure to stimulate her just enough to keep her horny without providing enough caressing to actually achieve orgasm.

The Sexy-Knight whined and pressed herself against her crotch rope, trying to rub against it, but no matter how much she wiggled around that pleasurable feeling seemed to elude her. It was almost as if the rope slacked itself at exactly the right time to prevent any gratification.

But there was one thing that couldn’t slack itself. It was a bit difficult but Sanakia did eventually succeed in getting her crotch aligned with Fisti’s in just the perfect way. H-How shameful this was. To copulate with another girl like this. But perhaps if she imagined her Lord it would be allowed?

“M-My Lord..ha..ha…”

“H-hey, Sana, wait! We have to coordinamppfff!”

Sanakia pressed her big boobs against Fisti’s face. The rope seemed to generously part way just for that occasion.

Fisti was still coming down from her orgasm, so this was way too fast for her. She desperately tried to free herself from this boob prison that threaten to suffocate her. “S-slow down!”

But it was now Sanakia’s turn to really crave an orgasm and she was far past the point where she cared about the rules. Accelerating the tempo as much as the ropes would allow, she rubbed her pussy against Fisti’s.

Fisti proved to be quite an effective scratching post, so it didn’t take long. With a satisfied smile, the Sexy-Knight relaxed.

Naturally, that was exactly at the point where Fisti was back in a prime horny position.

The martial artist let out a frustrated whine. “If we keep this up, we really will be here all night! Ya need to focus. Come on, Sana!”

Sanakia gave an exhausted nod. “ngh...yes…I...shall not be vanquished.”

Fisti took a deep breath in order to curtail her own growing arousal. Up until now they have only seeked out pleasure for themselves. Perhaps that was their mistake?

Trying to prove that theory, Fisti bend over and started to suckle at Sanakia’s tits.

The Galmon gasped in shock. “L-Lady Fisti! W-what are you doing?”

But Fisti continued. She was already pretty horny again, but since she just came it was at a manageable level. She only needed to endure it until Sana was…!!!

As if the rope had noticed her intention, the one end that was until now focused on giving her a somewhat pleasant butt massage was now playing with her nipples. Teasing them by flicking around and even giving them the odd playful smack.

Ever since that episode with the devil, Fisti’s nipples had become super sensitive. Even her shirt brushing against them was enough to remind her of their presence. The rope seemed to be instinctively aware of that and abused this weakpoint to it’s fullest potential.

Meanwhile Sanakia could only helplessly look on in shock as the rope had their way with her fellow captive and her breasts started to produce milk. As if to fiendishly conspire, Sanakia’s end of the rope was now pinching her butt and in general focusing on things that were more painful then arousing. The Sexy-Knight could do nothing as her comrade in ropes was **** to climax before she was even close to being ready.

The moment Fisti did, both end of the ropes once again abandoned their torment and high fived each other, or the rope equivalent of that.

“Y-Ya….bloody rope!”, Fisti roared. “I’m...gonna...crush ya!”

“R-right!”, Sanakia agreed. “I will not be bested be you, evil rope! Prepare to be vanquished!”

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The ropes continued to interrupt the two girls attempt to find any semblance of rhythm and they would end up alternating in climax five more times before finally falling asleep from exhaustion.(That part did happen together)

Maria would found the two in the early morning hours and release the poor girls from their predicament by speaking the Shibari release password.

Incidentally, climax does not result in a Shibari releasing it’s victim. That would be a pretty drastic design flaw.