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Re: Artemis Academy
== Alesha ==
The second expedition was going better than the first. Nothing had sprayed her with a potent aphrodisiac yet, at least. Two weeks of lectures really made fieldwork seem like a welcome relief, too, even if it was really mostly walking about and poking at bugs.
Alesha straightened up and looked across the landscape, away from the river. It was a different river than that first expedition, hundreds of miles away, and close enough to the mountains that within a few hundred yards from the river grass became sparse and yellow, more desert than plains.
The wildlife was... surprisingly different. There wasn't any particularly obvious reason for it - at least this close to the river, and to a bug, the environment was pretty much the same. But while not every species was novel, there had only been two or three that Alesha had personally seen both last time and this time. And that certainly didn't include... the flower.
Her stomach growled. There was a granola bar in her pack, but she ignored it. She had been gaining weight. Not terribly much - or terribly unusual for Freshmen, she'd heard... though never from someone at Artemis... - but if she wanted it to stay that way, she had to cut down on the snacks. She had enough problems finding a date without worrying about getting fat as well.
Finding a girlfriend had jumped on her list of priorities, too. She didn't remember getting so horny in high school. Of course, high school hadn't had such a concentrated essence of attractive women her age, most of whom were at least a little interested in girls, and practically nobody else. And she'd had a private room and a private shower to take care of things when she did feel the need. Now she didn't have privacy, so perhaps it was only natural that she wanted it so bad.
In fact... she looked around. First for Doctor Head and Sally, then for any suspicious flowers. She hadn't forgotten what had turned out to be the cause the last time she'd decided to do this. But there weren't any flowers, or even any hills that they might be hiding behind. It didn't smell like sex. And neither woman was within miles.
The black-haired freshman went down to the edge of the river, and unbuckled her pants. There was already a wet spot on the white cotton panties she had on underneath, and one hand started working to make that grow. The other tore open her shirt, cupped at her breast, then started teasing the nipple.
The orgasm came almost immediately, a shuddering pleasure. A shuddering pleasure interupted by a jolt of pain from her stomach. Alesha let out a yelp of pain and clutched at her lower belly, but it passed quickly, leaving an odd feeling. She started to pull her pants up, a little freaked out... and felt it. Like something in her pussy. A bulge appeared in her sopping panties as something passed her lower lips.
Resisting the urge to scream, Alesha practically ripped the garment off and squated at the water's edge, looking at what had just come out of her. It was round, perhaps a little larger than a quarter, and green. She poked it, and found it firm but not quite rigid. "What the f-Ah!"
The pain came again, along with a nearly orgasmic pleasure as something else came down her love canal. A second little green ball. Egg. Seed. It... a third spike of pain and pleasure, a third object. A fourth. A fifth.
After a while the black-haired freshman lay on her back, panting. That had been... exhausting. And terrifying. And... really, really pleasurable. She hadn't had an orgasm like that before.
After a few minutes she sat up, and looked at the shore in front of her, curious - in a detached sort of way - how many of the things she'd passed. Or birthed, or laid, or whatever. And they were gone.
She spent most of the rest of the day searching the riverbanks downstream, and didn't find a single one. By nightfall, she'd decided not to tell the professor. If there was no evidence, she might have dreamed it. At least as far as anyone else was concerned. Unless...
== Alesha ==
"Everything seems perfectly normal, dear." The nurse paused, looking curiously at Alesha. "You can put your pants back on."
Blushing, she did just that. Well, there went that theory. Surely the 'pregnancy' should have left some sign, but she couldn't have gotten a more thorough examination without specifying why she wanted someone looking closely at her womb and lady parts. And she certainly couldn't go to Head now, the extra time would just make the 'you dreamed it' theory more plausible.
"Really, dear, most people have at least some reaction, it's nothing to be ashamed about." Alesha blushed harder, and hurried away as soon as she could. The arousal didn't seem quite so bad since the... seedlings?... had left her body, but it still seemed to her that she was too horny. Maybe it was just in her head. But she was pretty sure that the little green orbs had been in her womb.
A little growth never hurt anyone!
== Alesha ==
The second expedition was going better than the first. Nothing had sprayed her with a potent aphrodisiac yet, at least. Two weeks of lectures really made fieldwork seem like a welcome relief, too, even if it was really mostly walking about and poking at bugs.
Alesha straightened up and looked across the landscape, away from the river. It was a different river than that first expedition, hundreds of miles away, and close enough to the mountains that within a few hundred yards from the river grass became sparse and yellow, more desert than plains.
The wildlife was... surprisingly different. There wasn't any particularly obvious reason for it - at least this close to the river, and to a bug, the environment was pretty much the same. But while not every species was novel, there had only been two or three that Alesha had personally seen both last time and this time. And that certainly didn't include... the flower.
Her stomach growled. There was a granola bar in her pack, but she ignored it. She had been gaining weight. Not terribly much - or terribly unusual for Freshmen, she'd heard... though never from someone at Artemis... - but if she wanted it to stay that way, she had to cut down on the snacks. She had enough problems finding a date without worrying about getting fat as well.
Finding a girlfriend had jumped on her list of priorities, too. She didn't remember getting so horny in high school. Of course, high school hadn't had such a concentrated essence of attractive women her age, most of whom were at least a little interested in girls, and practically nobody else. And she'd had a private room and a private shower to take care of things when she did feel the need. Now she didn't have privacy, so perhaps it was only natural that she wanted it so bad.
In fact... she looked around. First for Doctor Head and Sally, then for any suspicious flowers. She hadn't forgotten what had turned out to be the cause the last time she'd decided to do this. But there weren't any flowers, or even any hills that they might be hiding behind. It didn't smell like sex. And neither woman was within miles.
The black-haired freshman went down to the edge of the river, and unbuckled her pants. There was already a wet spot on the white cotton panties she had on underneath, and one hand started working to make that grow. The other tore open her shirt, cupped at her breast, then started teasing the nipple.
The orgasm came almost immediately, a shuddering pleasure. A shuddering pleasure interupted by a jolt of pain from her stomach. Alesha let out a yelp of pain and clutched at her lower belly, but it passed quickly, leaving an odd feeling. She started to pull her pants up, a little freaked out... and felt it. Like something in her pussy. A bulge appeared in her sopping panties as something passed her lower lips.
Resisting the urge to scream, Alesha practically ripped the garment off and squated at the water's edge, looking at what had just come out of her. It was round, perhaps a little larger than a quarter, and green. She poked it, and found it firm but not quite rigid. "What the f-Ah!"
The pain came again, along with a nearly orgasmic pleasure as something else came down her love canal. A second little green ball. Egg. Seed. It... a third spike of pain and pleasure, a third object. A fourth. A fifth.
After a while the black-haired freshman lay on her back, panting. That had been... exhausting. And terrifying. And... really, really pleasurable. She hadn't had an orgasm like that before.
After a few minutes she sat up, and looked at the shore in front of her, curious - in a detached sort of way - how many of the things she'd passed. Or birthed, or laid, or whatever. And they were gone.
She spent most of the rest of the day searching the riverbanks downstream, and didn't find a single one. By nightfall, she'd decided not to tell the professor. If there was no evidence, she might have dreamed it. At least as far as anyone else was concerned. Unless...
== Alesha ==
"Everything seems perfectly normal, dear." The nurse paused, looking curiously at Alesha. "You can put your pants back on."
Blushing, she did just that. Well, there went that theory. Surely the 'pregnancy' should have left some sign, but she couldn't have gotten a more thorough examination without specifying why she wanted someone looking closely at her womb and lady parts. And she certainly couldn't go to Head now, the extra time would just make the 'you dreamed it' theory more plausible.
"Really, dear, most people have at least some reaction, it's nothing to be ashamed about." Alesha blushed harder, and hurried away as soon as she could. The arousal didn't seem quite so bad since the... seedlings?... had left her body, but it still seemed to her that she was too horny. Maybe it was just in her head. But she was pretty sure that the little green orbs had been in her womb.
Alesha gains +4 exposure.
Who next?
Choice: who will we be 'watching' first?
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian, only solo experience. (4/10 exposure)
4. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
5. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
6. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
A.) Alesha Willow. (Continue current character)
B.) Aurora Norte.
C.) Sarah Summer.
D.) Jessica Blake.
E.) Suggest a name.
For D/E ONLY: Design a character.
1.) (optional) Hair color.
2.) (optional) Eye color.
3.) (optional) Breast size.
4.) (optional) Major.
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past.
Note: I reserve the right to veto characters that I don't think fit. (Athletic, reasonably intelligent, not complete sluts) "Modifications" may happen later, but they will all at least start out within the normal human variances.
Who next?
Choice: who will we be 'watching' first?
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian, only solo experience. (4/10 exposure)
4. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
5. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
6. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
A.) Alesha Willow. (Continue current character)
B.) Aurora Norte.
C.) Sarah Summer.
D.) Jessica Blake.
E.) Suggest a name.
For D/E ONLY: Design a character.
1.) (optional) Hair color.
2.) (optional) Eye color.
3.) (optional) Breast size.
4.) (optional) Major.
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past.
Note: I reserve the right to veto characters that I don't think fit. (Athletic, reasonably intelligent, not complete sluts) "Modifications" may happen later, but they will all at least start out within the normal human variances.
OOC Tidbit:
The war that ended a little more than 300 years ago resulted in the formation of the current human government, the Unified Planetary Authority. It controls inter-planetary relations, and requires certain concessions of powers for systems to become a member. Currently all major inhabited planets are UPA members, with the exception of small planets like Artemis with a population of less than one million. The UPA exercises its authority mostly through control of the Gateway networks.
Most people believe that it was several competing Gateway networks and corresponding regulatory powers that started the war in the first place, and that one side taking control of all remaining Gateways was what ended it. They are wrong, on both counts.
The war that ended a little more than 300 years ago resulted in the formation of the current human government, the Unified Planetary Authority. It controls inter-planetary relations, and requires certain concessions of powers for systems to become a member. Currently all major inhabited planets are UPA members, with the exception of small planets like Artemis with a population of less than one million. The UPA exercises its authority mostly through control of the Gateway networks.
Most people believe that it was several competing Gateway networks and corresponding regulatory powers that started the war in the first place, and that one side taking control of all remaining Gateways was what ended it. They are wrong, on both counts.
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E) Cassandra Alistair
1.) (optional) Hair color. Brown, down to her shoulders.
2.) (optional) Eye color. Brown.
3.) (optional) Breast size. Decently large D-cups.
4.) (optional) Major. Theater!
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation. Bisexual.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience. Experienced.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past. Fairly slim besides her chest, which is her favorite physical feature for obvious reasons. Has acted in amateur (non-pornographic) films and plays, and wishes to make a career out of it.
E) Cassandra Alistair
1.) (optional) Hair color. Brown, down to her shoulders.
2.) (optional) Eye color. Brown.
3.) (optional) Breast size. Decently large D-cups.
4.) (optional) Major. Theater!
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation. Bisexual.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience. Experienced.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past. Fairly slim besides her chest, which is her favorite physical feature for obvious reasons. Has acted in amateur (non-pornographic) films and plays, and wishes to make a career out of it.
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Re: Artemis Academy
I'm going with Tassadar's E
I'm gonna create a character here although I'm not necessarily choosing her right now.
I mainly felt like putting the character here now just to remember her easier when I'm feeling better.
Hitomi Fujimoto
1.Hair color: Black
2.Eye color: Blue
3.Breast size: C
4.Major: Sculpture
5.Sexual orientation: Bisexual
6.Previous sexual experience: Had one boyfriend near the end of high school who she lost her virginity to. Had some sexual tension with her best girl friend but it never went too far beyond kissing.
7.Other stuff: Japanese. Thanks to her upbringing in a rich family she's very experienced at hiding things that might hurt her reputation like her sex life.
I'm going with Tassadar's E
I'm gonna create a character here although I'm not necessarily choosing her right now.
I mainly felt like putting the character here now just to remember her easier when I'm feeling better.
Hitomi Fujimoto
1.Hair color: Black
2.Eye color: Blue
3.Breast size: C
4.Major: Sculpture
5.Sexual orientation: Bisexual
6.Previous sexual experience: Had one boyfriend near the end of high school who she lost her virginity to. Had some sexual tension with her best girl friend but it never went too far beyond kissing.
7.Other stuff: Japanese. Thanks to her upbringing in a rich family she's very experienced at hiding things that might hurt her reputation like her sex life.
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Re: Artemis Academy
== Cassandra Alistair ==
It wasn't, Cassy reflected, fair. All her friends were out enjoying themselves. Some had been for days. She could literally hear that someone had started a water balloon fight or something on the lawn outside the hall. And she was stuck inside, writing an essay.
It was three forty on Friday of Midterms. Stupid Freshman History. If it hadn't been for this one dumb class, she could have had a five day long vacation with nothing to worry about before classes resumed on Monday. Well. Enough was enough. The brown-haired freshman skipped the final point she had been making, typed a three-sentence conclusion as quickly as she could, and submitted the essay. There were only five minutes left of class anyway, it wasn't like killing herself to explain the politics of yet another side of the civil war would have gotten her more than one or two more points anyway. She'd pass.
That done, she hurried out of the lecture hall and back into paradise. That would never, Cassy decided, get old. Walking out of a stuffy lecture hall into the sunlight and a light breeze from over a pristine ocean. It was nearly enough to make her forgive the exam. Nearly.
Cassandra practically ran halfway across the campus, to the cafeteria outside her dorm. She scanned the room until she spotted Sandy's nearly white hair. Her girlfriend was short, and you could tell just by looking at her that she had never rushed to finish an exam early in her life. She was sitting stiffly upright. Which wasn't unusual for her, but Cassy knew why she was sitting a little straighter than usual.
She approached Sandy from behind, quietly enough to be effectively silent in the crowded cafeteria. Sandy was sitting alone, prodding at something green on her plate. In one movement, Cassy grabbed a handful of the other girl's uniform and gave a sharp tug upward. Sandy gasped in shock and turned her head around, revealing a bug-eyed stare of horror that turned into relief as she recognized the person behind her.
Cassy slipped into the seat opposite her friend, grinning as she watched Sandy shift around in what would almost certainly be a futile effort to get the little knot out from between her lower lips. "It's not going to work. It's my favorite part of this tie, you can't loosen it without taking your shirt off."
Sandy glared across the table, then turned away and blushed. "You shouldn't do that! Not in public..."
"Oh, but that's half the fun, Sandy. Watching you squirm."
"But now I'm... " the blonde dropped to a whisper. "Going to get horny!"
"Oh no, whatever shall I do with a horny little blonde..."
Sandy started to get up, but Cassy pulled her tray back to the table with one hand. "Oh, we're not leaving yet. I haven't even started eating."
A look of horror came over Sandy's face as she realized what the other girl meant, but she stayed seated at the table while Cassy took her time picking out a meal.
== Cassandra Alistair ==
It wasn't, Cassy reflected, fair. All her friends were out enjoying themselves. Some had been for days. She could literally hear that someone had started a water balloon fight or something on the lawn outside the hall. And she was stuck inside, writing an essay.
It was three forty on Friday of Midterms. Stupid Freshman History. If it hadn't been for this one dumb class, she could have had a five day long vacation with nothing to worry about before classes resumed on Monday. Well. Enough was enough. The brown-haired freshman skipped the final point she had been making, typed a three-sentence conclusion as quickly as she could, and submitted the essay. There were only five minutes left of class anyway, it wasn't like killing herself to explain the politics of yet another side of the civil war would have gotten her more than one or two more points anyway. She'd pass.
That done, she hurried out of the lecture hall and back into paradise. That would never, Cassy decided, get old. Walking out of a stuffy lecture hall into the sunlight and a light breeze from over a pristine ocean. It was nearly enough to make her forgive the exam. Nearly.
Cassandra practically ran halfway across the campus, to the cafeteria outside her dorm. She scanned the room until she spotted Sandy's nearly white hair. Her girlfriend was short, and you could tell just by looking at her that she had never rushed to finish an exam early in her life. She was sitting stiffly upright. Which wasn't unusual for her, but Cassy knew why she was sitting a little straighter than usual.
She approached Sandy from behind, quietly enough to be effectively silent in the crowded cafeteria. Sandy was sitting alone, prodding at something green on her plate. In one movement, Cassy grabbed a handful of the other girl's uniform and gave a sharp tug upward. Sandy gasped in shock and turned her head around, revealing a bug-eyed stare of horror that turned into relief as she recognized the person behind her.
Cassy slipped into the seat opposite her friend, grinning as she watched Sandy shift around in what would almost certainly be a futile effort to get the little knot out from between her lower lips. "It's not going to work. It's my favorite part of this tie, you can't loosen it without taking your shirt off."
Sandy glared across the table, then turned away and blushed. "You shouldn't do that! Not in public..."
"Oh, but that's half the fun, Sandy. Watching you squirm."
"But now I'm... " the blonde dropped to a whisper. "Going to get horny!"
"Oh no, whatever shall I do with a horny little blonde..."
Sandy started to get up, but Cassy pulled her tray back to the table with one hand. "Oh, we're not leaving yet. I haven't even started eating."
A look of horror came over Sandy's face as she realized what the other girl meant, but she stayed seated at the table while Cassy took her time picking out a meal.
There we go, a new character!
Now, what shall we do with Cassy?
1.) Find a way to get Cassy a vibrator and let her go wild.
2.) Give Cassy something that doesn't let her cum.
3.) Give Cassy something that will let the tables turn on her.
Now, what shall we do with Cassy?
1.) Find a way to get Cassy a vibrator and let her go wild.
2.) Give Cassy something that doesn't let her cum.
3.) Give Cassy something that will let the tables turn on her.
OOC tidbit:
The hundred or so lightyears between Artemis and the nearest inhabitable planet has implications for more than just physical travel. Broadcasted signals would be ridiculously out of date by the time they reached the planet. And radio, optical, and electronic information all don't go through Gateways very well. At least not the normal ones, which are optimized towards not scrambling peoples' brains.
Fortunately, all this was known before Gateway networks were set up, and every set of gateways for physical travel also has a corresponding Gateway pair for information. Information is written using something like pheromones embedded in tape, and rather than trying to move the gateway over this tape at nearly the speed of light, the loop of tape itself is pushed through at phenomenal speeds. Between the rate of travel of the tape and the potential information density of the densely packed 'scent' information, bandwidth is considerable.
The hundred or so lightyears between Artemis and the nearest inhabitable planet has implications for more than just physical travel. Broadcasted signals would be ridiculously out of date by the time they reached the planet. And radio, optical, and electronic information all don't go through Gateways very well. At least not the normal ones, which are optimized towards not scrambling peoples' brains.
Fortunately, all this was known before Gateway networks were set up, and every set of gateways for physical travel also has a corresponding Gateway pair for information. Information is written using something like pheromones embedded in tape, and rather than trying to move the gateway over this tape at nearly the speed of light, the loop of tape itself is pushed through at phenomenal speeds. Between the rate of travel of the tape and the potential information density of the densely packed 'scent' information, bandwidth is considerable.
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== Cassy ==
Sandy fidgeted on the bed, her platinum-blonde hair nicely matching the ropes tied in an intricate pattern around her body. The only other thing she wore was the white cotton panties, under the ropes as they had been all day. It was taking obvious effort for the girl not to try to rip the knotted cord from her body, or to start masturbating. The latter would be more profitable than the former. The main knot was in the small of the woman's back, and quite tight. And the one she had pulled at dinner was between Sandy's shoulder blades, and only really worked in one direction anyway.
Cassy knelt carefully down and her roommate practically gasped in relief, pulling her legs apart until both knees touched the side of the bed. Cassy, still in her school uniform, smiled and prodded at the knot. It produced a satisfactory moan, and a slight squishing sound as the minor movement dislodged a drip of liquid onto the floor. "Please!"
Cassy didn't respond, instead taking the knot between two knuckles and working it back and forth a little, stopping when the plaintive sounds seemed about to reach a peak. "I'll do anything! Just untie me!"
The brunette got back to her feet, and gently pushed Sandy back onto the bed, and again got to admire how flexible the little gymnast was. Maybe she could work out the knots, given enough time. But she knew better than to try. "You'd walk down the hallway, like this?"
"Yes!" The speed with which the answer came made the blonde blush. She bit her lip. "You w-wouldn't make me do that, r-right?"
Cassy laughed wickedly, and twisted one of the other girl's nipples with one hand. Sandy's breasts weren't as good as her own, but they were still better than average. Even in Artemis. "I could... but I'll save that for when you've been naughty, I think. What about... Mary?"
Sandy looked nonplussed. "Um... what about Mary?"
"Would you do her, if that's what it took for me to untie you?"
"I... I don't..."
"Hmm. She's cute. Think about it. Next time I tie you up... we'll see what you'll do after I've let you stew for a few days."
The blonde went wide-eyed for a few seconds, then a thought seemed to occur to her. "So... you're going to untie me now, then?"
"Soon, soon." Cassy stepped back, pulling Sandy back into a sitting position. Sandy's own hand had replaced her tormentor's on her nipple, though she didn't seem to have noticed.
Now Cassy sat down on her own bed, opposite Sandy, and took off her shoes. She slid them under the bed. She took off one sock, got up, and brought it over to a laundry basket. She went back to the bed, and repeated the process with the other sock. Sandy let out a moan of despair.
The brown-haired freshman pulled her shirt up, and watched Sandy's face as her impressive rack plopped out, still contained in her bra. She folded it before putting it in the bin, then did the same with her skirt. Cassy yawned and turned around, before speaking what was obviously a command. "You may undo my bra, then sit back down."
Sandy obeyed, and Cassy tossed the bra into the laundry bin without turning back around. Then she gracefully pulled the panties down to the floor, lifted them with one foot, and tossed those as well. Finally she turned around, facing her roommate in the nude. "Get on your knees."
The blonde, looking almost painfully aroused by this time, obeyed, positioning herself so that she was staring straight at her partner's landing strip. She licked her lips nervously, but waited until Cassy put her hand on the back of the blonde's head and gently pressed before leaning forward and getting to work.
She let out a pleased sigh as the still-tied-up student went to work. It was, Cassy considered, a pity they didn't let men in here. Not so much for herself - she was as happy dominating women as men - but she would have rather enjoyed watching one of the men she'd known on Mars giving Sandy a good fucking. Her eyes closed and she imagined that while in reality Sandy practiced the skills Cassy had taught her over the last few weeks.
She felt her climax approaching, and pressed a little harder on Sandy's ponytail and felt the girl speed up in response to the unvoiced command. The tongue darted in and out of Cassy's well-lubricated snatch and she let out a moan, then another, higher. And another. She felt Sandy's tongue begin to flag. Something wasn't working. Which was odd, she'd always climaxed easily. "Stop." she commanded.
Sandy did, turning a wet and slightly confused smile up from Cassy's navel.
"Lie facedown on your bed."
Again, Sandy obeyed without a word. Cassy straddled her, and gave a light tug at the cord that ran between the other woman's leg, getting an excellent moan. Then she went to work at the knot, careful not to go to fast, and to include a few more tugs that Sandy was sure to feel.
Finally it was done. Then she started pulling the cords out from under her partner's body, not letting Sandy lift herself away. The ones around her breasts tugged before slipping around the orbs, flicking both nipples at once. And then the last one. Cassy gripped the loose end between Sandy's legs, and started pulling. The rope was easily twenty feet long, and there half a dozen knots, each one of which Sandy responded to with a yelp.
By the time she was pulling the panties down over Sandy's feet, they were literally dripping. Cassy balled them up and pushed down with them between Sandy's shoulder blades while she considered her next move, absentmindedly teasing at her toy's lower lips with one finger.
She decided to flip her over. Sandy had time to give a delighted smile, then she opened her mouth, probably to thank Cassy for finally untying her. She got a wet wad of panty in her mouth for her trouble.
Ignoring the muffled cry of protest, Cassy moved her mouth to first one breast, then the other while her fingers went to work down below. Sandy came almost immediately, and the muffled protest turned to encouragement. She was relentless, and by the time she was done, Sandy was panting through her nose. Cassy removed the panties from her partner's mouth, but Sandy was too tired out to talk.
"Not bad, for your first time. You can have tomorrow off. But I'll break the rope out again if you can't do better with your tongue tomorrow night, and it won't be so easy to earn your freedom again."
Cassy returned to her own bed, and once she was sure Sandy was asleep, tried to masturbate. She ended up more horny and frustrated than she'd started. It was early in the morning by the time she finally fell asleep.
Close vote, but the anti-orgasm crowd wins
== Cassy ==
Sandy fidgeted on the bed, her platinum-blonde hair nicely matching the ropes tied in an intricate pattern around her body. The only other thing she wore was the white cotton panties, under the ropes as they had been all day. It was taking obvious effort for the girl not to try to rip the knotted cord from her body, or to start masturbating. The latter would be more profitable than the former. The main knot was in the small of the woman's back, and quite tight. And the one she had pulled at dinner was between Sandy's shoulder blades, and only really worked in one direction anyway.
Cassy knelt carefully down and her roommate practically gasped in relief, pulling her legs apart until both knees touched the side of the bed. Cassy, still in her school uniform, smiled and prodded at the knot. It produced a satisfactory moan, and a slight squishing sound as the minor movement dislodged a drip of liquid onto the floor. "Please!"
Cassy didn't respond, instead taking the knot between two knuckles and working it back and forth a little, stopping when the plaintive sounds seemed about to reach a peak. "I'll do anything! Just untie me!"
The brunette got back to her feet, and gently pushed Sandy back onto the bed, and again got to admire how flexible the little gymnast was. Maybe she could work out the knots, given enough time. But she knew better than to try. "You'd walk down the hallway, like this?"
"Yes!" The speed with which the answer came made the blonde blush. She bit her lip. "You w-wouldn't make me do that, r-right?"
Cassy laughed wickedly, and twisted one of the other girl's nipples with one hand. Sandy's breasts weren't as good as her own, but they were still better than average. Even in Artemis. "I could... but I'll save that for when you've been naughty, I think. What about... Mary?"
Sandy looked nonplussed. "Um... what about Mary?"
"Would you do her, if that's what it took for me to untie you?"
"I... I don't..."
"Hmm. She's cute. Think about it. Next time I tie you up... we'll see what you'll do after I've let you stew for a few days."
The blonde went wide-eyed for a few seconds, then a thought seemed to occur to her. "So... you're going to untie me now, then?"
"Soon, soon." Cassy stepped back, pulling Sandy back into a sitting position. Sandy's own hand had replaced her tormentor's on her nipple, though she didn't seem to have noticed.
Now Cassy sat down on her own bed, opposite Sandy, and took off her shoes. She slid them under the bed. She took off one sock, got up, and brought it over to a laundry basket. She went back to the bed, and repeated the process with the other sock. Sandy let out a moan of despair.
The brown-haired freshman pulled her shirt up, and watched Sandy's face as her impressive rack plopped out, still contained in her bra. She folded it before putting it in the bin, then did the same with her skirt. Cassy yawned and turned around, before speaking what was obviously a command. "You may undo my bra, then sit back down."
Sandy obeyed, and Cassy tossed the bra into the laundry bin without turning back around. Then she gracefully pulled the panties down to the floor, lifted them with one foot, and tossed those as well. Finally she turned around, facing her roommate in the nude. "Get on your knees."
The blonde, looking almost painfully aroused by this time, obeyed, positioning herself so that she was staring straight at her partner's landing strip. She licked her lips nervously, but waited until Cassy put her hand on the back of the blonde's head and gently pressed before leaning forward and getting to work.
She let out a pleased sigh as the still-tied-up student went to work. It was, Cassy considered, a pity they didn't let men in here. Not so much for herself - she was as happy dominating women as men - but she would have rather enjoyed watching one of the men she'd known on Mars giving Sandy a good fucking. Her eyes closed and she imagined that while in reality Sandy practiced the skills Cassy had taught her over the last few weeks.
She felt her climax approaching, and pressed a little harder on Sandy's ponytail and felt the girl speed up in response to the unvoiced command. The tongue darted in and out of Cassy's well-lubricated snatch and she let out a moan, then another, higher. And another. She felt Sandy's tongue begin to flag. Something wasn't working. Which was odd, she'd always climaxed easily. "Stop." she commanded.
Sandy did, turning a wet and slightly confused smile up from Cassy's navel.
"Lie facedown on your bed."
Again, Sandy obeyed without a word. Cassy straddled her, and gave a light tug at the cord that ran between the other woman's leg, getting an excellent moan. Then she went to work at the knot, careful not to go to fast, and to include a few more tugs that Sandy was sure to feel.
Finally it was done. Then she started pulling the cords out from under her partner's body, not letting Sandy lift herself away. The ones around her breasts tugged before slipping around the orbs, flicking both nipples at once. And then the last one. Cassy gripped the loose end between Sandy's legs, and started pulling. The rope was easily twenty feet long, and there half a dozen knots, each one of which Sandy responded to with a yelp.
By the time she was pulling the panties down over Sandy's feet, they were literally dripping. Cassy balled them up and pushed down with them between Sandy's shoulder blades while she considered her next move, absentmindedly teasing at her toy's lower lips with one finger.
She decided to flip her over. Sandy had time to give a delighted smile, then she opened her mouth, probably to thank Cassy for finally untying her. She got a wet wad of panty in her mouth for her trouble.
Ignoring the muffled cry of protest, Cassy moved her mouth to first one breast, then the other while her fingers went to work down below. Sandy came almost immediately, and the muffled protest turned to encouragement. She was relentless, and by the time she was done, Sandy was panting through her nose. Cassy removed the panties from her partner's mouth, but Sandy was too tired out to talk.
"Not bad, for your first time. You can have tomorrow off. But I'll break the rope out again if you can't do better with your tongue tomorrow night, and it won't be so easy to earn your freedom again."
Cassy returned to her own bed, and once she was sure Sandy was asleep, tried to masturbate. She ended up more horny and frustrated than she'd started. It was early in the morning by the time she finally fell asleep.
So... what's it going to take for Cassy to cum again?
1.) A threesome.
2.) A role reversal.
3.) An encounter with some of Artemis's less-than-natural 'wildlife'.
4.) Something else.
1.) A threesome.
2.) A role reversal.
3.) An encounter with some of Artemis's less-than-natural 'wildlife'.
4.) Something else.
OOC tidbit:
Nobody is sure the full extent of what was lost in the last great war. For example, there are several distinct schools of thought that believe that FTL travel - without wormholes - was either possible or nearly possible, and at least one almost-reputable school of thought that assigned some people the ability to lift distant objects with a thought or gesture. Some believe that these things were actually done, others that it was simply popular sci-fi. There's no way to be sure, for the people still alive after the war. Certainly neither is possible now.
Nobody is sure the full extent of what was lost in the last great war. For example, there are several distinct schools of thought that believe that FTL travel - without wormholes - was either possible or nearly possible, and at least one almost-reputable school of thought that assigned some people the ability to lift distant objects with a thought or gesture. Some believe that these things were actually done, others that it was simply popular sci-fi. There's no way to be sure, for the people still alive after the war. Certainly neither is possible now.