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The Fun of Virtual Reality	By : CecilHoshino Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 25808 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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~Day 12~
“...And be careful, ladies: the netherworld has a fair share of demons who would love a chance to form a pact or bond with you, in order to freely move between your world and our's. So stay alert.”
Thus ended the briefing the students received from Camilla, as befitting a tour guide for the underworld. Téa folded her arms, hanging near the back of the group, along with Hiita and Wynn. “So why would we ever want to go off on our own in the first place?” Téa pondered. “It seems overly risky...”
“I think that's the point of the briefing,” Hiita noted. “To encourage us to not deviate from the tour itinerary and play by the rules. Or, at the very least, stick to groups of three plus.”
“Well, if it's all the same, think I'll stick to the itinerary,” Téa concluded with a shrug. She looked about the cooky architecture around her; she didn't have much experience with video games, but what experience she did have was sticking to the beaten path, and it definitely made things flow a lot more smoothly. And naturally to the narrative.
“Sure I can't convince you, Téa?” Hiita asked with a grin. “I've been on this tour before, trust me, I could show you everything we'd see otherwise, and have plenty of time left over for some fun.”
The brunette smiled to the redhead. “I'm sure you'd be a great guide, but, no offence, I'd rather stick to the woman who's been doing this for several years instead of one.”
Hiita shrugged, shoving her hands into her pockets. “Alright, but, seriously, we've got to do something for fun while we're here.”
Téa gestured around them. “We're on a tour of the netherworld, filled with monsters and demons and the source of many magics. That's not fun?”
“When has a field trip ever not sucked the fun out of itself?”
Téa frowned, and nodded. She definitely had a point there... “Alright...but for the tour itself, we should probably stick to the group.”
Wynn gave a tiny smile, and tapped her wand into the palm of her other hand. “Well, if that's settled, we should probably make sure they don't leave us behind.”
“Wait, wha...?” Hiita looked ahead. With the three of them standing outside the hotel they were staying at, the group was already a full two blocks down the street. “Oh, come on, did they all just move out when Camilla was done talking?”
“Looks that way. Come on, girls.” Leading the way, Wynn dashed off to catch up.
As Hiita and Téa pursued, Téa could suddenly feel a sharp headache as she rushed past an alley between a restaurant and a spa next to the hotel. She stopped, and winced, watching as Hiita and Wynn raced ahead of her.
“Gardner...Gardner...come closer...” whispered a voice in Téa's head, as she felt an unconscious force turn her head down the alley.
“No... Why can't I...stop?” Téa strained out in a moan, as she felt her body turn and make a slow walk down the alleyway, trying to stop herself with each stop. “D...Dispel Magic! Magic Jammer!” Téa desperately tried to call on her magic to counteract whatever spell was over her, but it was no use.
“Damnit, isn't the point of hypnosis that it doesn't work if you're aware of it? So why is my body still acting on suggestions I don't want to follow? Damnit, Kaiba, this had better be just for the game, and not some weird PMC contracted mind control weap--”
Her mental panic was immediately silenced when she felt an arm wrap around her throat, and a hand clamp over her mouth. With a muffled shriek, she was yanked into the back room of the spa.
Téa pulled on the arm around her neck, her eyes darting about the room, before the settled on a series of mirrors; apparently, this was a changing room, and probably for the staff given the backdoor entrance she was just pulled into. In the mirror she could see herself, with two arms around her, one over her mouth, the other locking her neck, both of them covered in long, gold opera gloves.
These arms belonged to her captor, a woman with purple eyes and purple lipstick, short green hair and ridged horns. She wore a blue catsuit, cut just over her nipples, leaving her neck, shoulders, and the top of her breasts all bare. The top of the suit was lined with what looked like a red bat wing design. Téa's eyes were fixed, however, on the fact that it seemed this woman had six arms, all of them in those golden gloves, only two of them currently on Téa.
As the student sorceress continued to struggle and squirm, the horned woman grinned at the girl in her arms. “Your will is incredible...stronger than any I've ever experienced. I could barely get you in reach. Fortunately, there's no way you can overpower me in your position.” She emphasized that with a tighter squeeze around Téa's neck, which caused her to choke, and obediently cease struggling.
“Good...” the woman eased off a bit, still grappling Téa with two of her six hands. “I am a succubus, Vishwar Randi. And you're my ticket to the human world.”
Téa let out a curious whimper, and look incredulously at her captor through the mirrors.
“You see, once a resident of the netherworld makes a bond, or pact, with a human, the resident can sense where the human is, in this world or the other, and follow the human where ever she goes, crossing the dimensional barriers to do so. And, as a succubus, my pact comes from...well, you can guess.”
Randi's hands were immediately in action. Her upper set of arms included the one around her mouth, and the one around her neck. The hand on Téa's mouth she squeezed down even harder on, pressing into her cheeks and jaw, firmly keeping her muffled, while the arm around her neck pulled away and hanged to the side for a moment.
Randi's bottom set of hands reached up, grabbed both of Téa's wrists, and yanked them firmly behind her back, causing Téa to squeal with discomfort as her arms were roughly moved into place. Struggle though she may, Téa was unable to pull her arms out of this wicked grip.
Téa's breathing was quick through her nose, as she whimpered and let out muffled grunts into Randi's hand. She tried to bite or lick at her hand, but the pressure on her jaw barely allowed her to open her mouth by even a half inch. Just as well, as those gloves would do a lot to absorb whatever Téa could do with her tongue or teeth.
Randi's middle set of arms wrapped around Téa's front, and immediately went for her breasts, weighing them in her hands through her robes. “Oooh, my, my, you're quite well endowed, aren't you, girlie?” Randi cooed directly into Téa's ear.
“Nnnnff!” Téa moaned, straining to pull her head away from the demoness behind her. It wasn't even close to enough, as Randi pressed her tongue into Téa's ear, and slowly licked around it, before trailing outside, ending with a lovebite to her earlobe. “Hhnnn!” Téa whined.
Laughing low and wickedly, Randi started to tug and pull on Téa's robes, pulling them open to expose her bra, the cups of which were quickly pulled up and over, revealing her shamefully pert nipples. Randi's hands immediately went to now feeling up that naked skin. Téa's breaths came in shallow bursts, as she could feel her chest growing hot and light under Randi's touch; despite the gloves, she could feel almost the succubus's bare fingers on her breasts, but the sensual silk of those golden gloves certainly left an impression. And that impression was an amazingly soft and tingling sensation of a fine, silk blanket.
Randi continued to coo in Téa's ear, as her hands continued to bounce and play with her breasts, weighing them, groping them gently, before squeezing them firmly, and then narrowing into ten finger tips on her two nipples, each squeezing down at once. “Mmmmnnn!”
The sixth and final hand, the other of the top pair, moved into the opening in Téa's robe, and came to a rest on top of Téa's stomach. With just her index finger, Randi started to trace circles on Téa's skin, dragging the sensual feeling of silk around, before dipping into Téa's navel, and being rewarded with a tiny, muffled yelp. As the student mage in her arms continued to shudder and gasp, her arms straining against the hands firmly around her wrists, Randi started to pet her hand down to Téa's waist.
Then she stopped, and glided her hand back up in the opposite direction. Like stroking a dog's stomach, Randi petted “her bitch,” while the hands at Téa's breasts started to slap them from the underside, causing them to bounce with each, before she resumed flicking and pinching her nipples.
Finally, Randi's hand went past Téa's hips, into her panties. Gently tugging at the girl's trimmed pubic hair, eliciting another startled whine, Randi wickedly chuckled in her ear. “Once you come, I'll be able to follow you where ever you go, know exactly where ever you are, and cross the barrier between my world and your's.”
“Mmmph! Mmf Nn!” Téa tried to argue back with a hand still crushing her mouth shut.
“If you're trying to deny I could make you come...” Randi taunted, before her hand at Téa's pussy slid across her slit.
Téa's eyes, which had been closed this whole time, now opened wide in alarm as she squealed in surprised pleasure. She continued to shudder and stammer as Randi's fingers slid up and down the slit, before two fingers pushed their way in. Téa's breath was shorter than ever, barely able to breathe, as her head started swimming with unwanted pleasure.
Soon Randi was pumping three fingers up Téa's pussy, while she started to firmly grope and pull on Téa's breasts, the brunette flailing in her arms and stamping her feet.
And yet, even as Randi picked up speed and force in her thrusting and groping, Téa refused to come. “Even under so much pleasurable stimulation, you have that...wonderful control,” Randi purred wickedly. “But no girl could resist even the clumsiest hand...here.” One of Randi's hands on Téa's breasts went down to her crotch, rubbing her mound, before her index and middle finger pressed down onto Téa's clit.
“NNNNNNFFFF!” Téa shrieked, her body going stiff with pleasure and her eyes closed tight. “Nnnn! Ooo! Ooooah!” she wailed, begging Randi to stop.
The Vishwar Randi only pressed further. “And my touch is anything but clumsy.” With expertise, her fingers firmly tickled and pinched Téa's clit, causing the bud of nerves to flare with electricity with each bit of pressure and surprising brush.
Gasping in Randi's hand and flailing in her arms, Téa finally stiffened again, her body stretching as she let out another loud whine into Randi's hand, as her pussy exploded in climax. Sadistically, Randi didn't even let up for that, her hands continuing to play with Téa's breasts and pussy, thrusting, pinching, groping, tickling, all throughout orgasm, and to a second almost immediately following.
Téa collapsed in Randi's arms, nearly unconscious, before the succubus released her all at once, causing her to fall to the floor like a sack of flour, crumpling in a dishevelled heap around Randi's feet. As Téa's head rolled, Randi looked over her body with a wickedly eager grin.
A grin that soon started to turn into a confused frown. “What? Shouldn't I feel something different? Isn't that how it works? Then...why don't I feel any different? Surely it must be because we're within sight of each other.” She looked at the girl crumbled around her feet, as she slowly started to push herself up. “Yes, that must be it...you just arrived with the rest of the tour, you didn't have time for another succubus to make a pact with you. It's first come first serve!”
Téa looked up at Randi as she finally got to her feet. The wheels were slow to get turning in her head, but, once she was over the haze of post orgasm, they were going full speed, and she quickly realized the truth. A taunting grin spread on her lips. “Then, sorry, oh Vishwar Randi...looks like someone DID beat you to it!”
“Who--” Randi tried to demand, before Téa's palm was across her face, a slap echoing in the changing room. Randi turned her face to look incredulously at Téa, but, before she could say another word, Téa slapped her again. And twice more, before kneeing Randi right in the gut.
“You worthless bitch...!” Randi snarled, suddenly lashing out with all arms, grabbing Téa's and forcing them spread wide, the others grabbing her, two on waist and two on either side of her head to keep her still, as she was about to either headbutt her hard, or outright gore her with the horns.
Until a large brick suddenly crashed into the back of her head, causing Randi to lose every grip she had, and slip over backwards, hitting the ground firmly. “Now that's no way to talk to my pact partner,” Camilla chided, stepping over to Randi, dropping her handbag (where apparently she kept the brick). Gripping Randi by the hair, Camilla bashed her into the floor again, knocking her unconscious.
Téa let out a breath of relief, as the red headed tour guide stood up straight, and looked at the brunette sympathetically. “Sorry you had to go through that...” she sighed. “We've had cases where girls on the tour have been accosted to make pacts, but this is a first a succubus tried it. She should've felt you already had a partner...”
The sorceress student smiled, and started pulling her robes back in place. “So you are a succubus...”
Camilla nodded. “Put that behind me to become a tour guide,” she explained. “It's been great for my health, actually, physically and mentally. Still make use of it sometimes, on the job; two years ago, helped out a small orgy of girls like I did you, and last year it was your friend Hiita. Don't worry; when it comes time to go back to your world, we can break the pact, easily, so we're not bugged by each other's presence at all times. Simple procedure, really.”
Téa pulled Camilla close for a “thank you” kiss on the lips, before she looked down at the unconscious succubus on the floor. “So what should we do about her?” she asked.

Téa stretched back on her bed back in the hotel, folded her arms behind her back, and watched the rather amusing, and erotic, spectacle before her.
Randi snarled and cursed behind several balled up panties from yesterday stuffed in her mouth, and a cord of nylon rope digging into her lips in a cleave gag keeping them in. Each of her arms were separately tied: the top two were cuffed and hanging from the roof of the closet she had been stuffed into; the middle pair were folded behind her back, and tightly bound together with more nylon rope over her biceps, wrists, and forearms; finally, the bottom pair were in front of her, stuffed into a black arm binder, with her hands wrapped together in a ball of black tape, forced to hold an active vibrating wand against her naked pussy.
“So do all our wands have a vibrate setting,” Téa asked, turning to look at Wynn, who was laying next to her, “or is Hiita's the only one?”
“In theory anyone's could,” Wynn explained. “But Hiita's the only one I know who did, and for the best, given her's has the right properties of thickness with a spherical head.”
Hiita and Camilla were also in the rather large closet, pawing and playing with Randi's naked, trussed up body, groping and pinching and slapping her all over, as she whined and squirmed viciously. Camilla's hand closed around Randi's neck, and when she pulled her hand away, a collar had been wrapped in place. Randi let out an exasperated moan.
“Hey, Téa!” Hiita called over. “She's really resistant to coming! Wanna take a whack at it?”
Téa was silent, but she gesticulated a bit, as though asking for confirmation on that invitation, but she did get up and cross over to the closet where Randi was strung up, as Hiita crossed over back to the bed, while Camilla went over to the living area of the hotel room to ensure proper sound proofing, given their guest would be kept secure for the duration of the field trip.
Téa crossed over behind Randi, and marvelled at the rope work binding the arms behind her back. She traced a finger along each knot and every inch of rope, taking in each specific tie, and imagining just how it must feel on her naked skin.
A curious muffled coo from Randi snapped Téa back into reality. With the wand to her crotch, she was definitely on her way to a pleasurably release, but was definitely resisting it well. Téa glanced around the closet to see what else might help, before she settled on some clothespins, presumably there in case any clothes were to be hanged to dry. Of course, they worked just as well for...other things.
Téa kissed Randi's neck, while cupping her breasts from behind, gently rolling and massaging them in her hands. Randi moaned in fascination at the unexpected gentleness, and she leaned into Téa's arms. The brunette could feel Randi's nipples harden in her touch, moreso than before, about as pert as they'd get. That was perfect.
Téa removed her hands from Randi, to take two of the clothespins and close them around her nipples. Randi let out a muffled squeal, which became much louder when Téa took a third, and clamped it to her clit. As Randi whimpered and shivered, Téa fondled the green haired succubus's ass, clenching and groping those cheeks, even tracing her fingers up and down her crack.
Eventually, Randi gasped out an orgasmic whine as she climaxed, eyes squeezed shut as she continued to twitch and writhe. Even as Téa let go of her and rejoined Hiita and Wynn, Randi continued to twitch and climax, perhaps going through another shortly after...
“Hey, Téa, you alright? You seem kinda dazed,” Hiita noted.
“Huh? Oh, sorry...” Téa laid down between the two, looking down on herself while Hiita and Wynn ignored the show in the closet to instead regard their friend. “It's...when I saw the bondage she was in, and when I manhandled her like that...that was an incredible feeling of power and pleasure. And, I'll admit, beyond the fear and surprise, when she had me pinned down and hand gagged, I was actually kinda...excited. It's just, I had a bad experience with bondage, before...”
“What? What happened?” Wynn asked sympathetically.
“I had a run in with a rogue member of the disciplinary council...”
Hiita hugged Téa around the shoulders, and pulled her close. “Did it have something to do with when you failed to show up four nights ago?” Téa nodded. “Wanna talk about it?”
Téa looked between the two, before she smiled, and relaxed. She nodded her head. “Sure...could be pretty therapeutic.” And so, to the soundtrack of a writhing moaning, climaxing succubus in the closet, Téa explained...
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