Caught by a Succubus (Closed for RP519 and I)

[Pywakit]

Laura Wilson
20 years old
Red hair in a bob cut, green eyes
5'2", 110 lb

Laura sighed in frustration as she waited at the intersection for the light to turn green. She could still hear the bass beat of the club's music two blocks back, and the music did little to improve her mood. She sighed again. She'd never been to the "Faster, Pussycat" club before; she'd heard good things, but the place was a little bit too fast-paced for her tastes. Laura had only recently admitted to herself that she was into other women, and tonight's experience had shown her that she still needed some time to become adjusted to her awakened sexuality. At the very least... she'd realized she wasn't quite ready to go down on another woman in a public place... no matter HOW cute the other woman was.

As she thought back to the woman who'd bought her those drinks, and who'd then offered her a drink of something more intimate, right there in the booth, Laura couldn't help but smile. That another woman had propositioned her so boldly felt kind of cool, actually. And she WAS really hot looking...

The light turned green. Laura stumbled a little as she crossed the street, then giggled. She must have drunk more than she'd thought. By the time she got to her car, though, the stumbling had increased. She giggled again, but somewhere inside she realized that something strange was going on. She'd only had two beers... hardly enough to... make her... this...

Laura slumped against her car. Her keys dropped from her hands, clattering to the pavement below. By the time she'd collapsed all the way to the ground, she was out for the count.

She could hardly have guessed where she'd wake up... everything was about to change...

 

[RP519]

Onyx
Early 20s in appearance
5'3 with long, straight black hair and green eyes


She stood beside the smooth metal table and finished closing the leather collar on Laura's neck, almost seeming to be loving in her attentions. The image of affection would likely be ruined however, once it came to one's attetion that Laura was bound at the wrists and ankles as well, laying her prone in only bra, panties, and a length of red silk tied round her head to blindfold her. And, of course, the collar.

Onyx herself was nude at this point, having shed the clothing she had worn to go out and about on her hunt for a 'pet'. She was pleased to have found Laura, and so early into the search no less, that she had had to lay claim to the girl right away.

As she waited for Laura to regain her conciousness, Onyx slipped into something admitted cliche, but still something she greatly enjoyed the feel of; black boots with spiked heels, long satin gloves, and a leather corset that accentuated her curvy figure all the more. Her 38d breasts were pressed in close to one another and forced outward, while her slender waist was constrained inward, her hips seeming all the wider.

Smiling, running her hands along her own body now and again, Onyx watched and waited for the fun to begin.

 

[Pywakit]

Laura

Smell was the first thing to return to Laura as she began to wake. Strange scents... the smell of fresh leather, the tang of what might be metal, and under it all, a strangely arousing scent of heady musk. She tried to move, found that she couldn't, and realized that she was on her back. Something was gripping her by the ankles and wrists, and while she could writhe about, she couldn't really move much more than that. As she did, she moaned, softly at first. Her flesh shivvered as it came into contact with parts of the table her body heat hadn't yet warmed, and suddenly she froze.

Her eyes snapped open, and for a heartpounding moment, she thought she had gone blind. Then she realized that she was blindfolded; she could feel the soft fabric against her temples, pressing against the bridge of her nose.

She found her voice.

"What... where am I... what's happening?"