Re: Are the stars right?(Helena/Courage Wolf)
Helena's only protest throughout all of this is the destruction of her shirt, which left her sighing and making a mental note to mend it later. Pulled upstairs and shackled up in a room, Helena was left blindfolded until for a bit while the two had their fun feeling her up, squirming in their grip slightly but more then happy for something a little more tasteful then the fare she'd been used to.
They finally got her to moan however when she felt the touch to her rear, the soft sound turning into a gasp when a round bead popped into her, then another, and another, each larger then the last. When the 4th came to rest, Helena openly groaned, rolling her hips slowly. Sweet Christ, Finally she panted, until a touch to her folds stole her voice again, Helena not entirely sure what was squirming into her, but not really caring either as her hips started to buck, feeling it writhe inside her, until a loose rope was pulled over her petals. Why was it loose? She had no idea, she didn't care much either, but the sound of being left alone prompted her to check with her tongue, using the long limb to see if she could remove the blindfold, or if it had been properly strapped into place.
If she could, she'd look down at her own body, curious, if she couldn't, she'd simply stay where she was, moaning and bucking slowly as she enjoyed her predicament.