Danse Macabre

Mississippi had quietly led Artemis out of the facility stopping only long enough to allow the girl to put her top back on. She walked with Artemis at a casual pace but made sure to stay in front of the girl and always hold onto her hand as they walked through the Tokyo streets. The walk was a few blocks until they reached an apartment complex.

Mississippi led them into it and up a few flights of stairs and into her small apartment. When she opened the door, she stood and allowed Artemis to enter first. It was like a whole different world inside. The place was decorated in a combination of Victorian Gothic and New Orleans voodoo. Black lace and morbid artifacts were everywhere. Skulls and formaldehyde jars filled with nearly indistinguishable things and cobwebs were also prevalent. In the main room, there was even a coffee table that looked like a coffin with a piece of glass over it and a skeleton inside.

"Make yerself at home, cherry." Mississippi said as she lowered her head and slid her hand out to cup Artemis' ass and practically shove her inside.

Artemis blushed and kept quiet as Mississippi practically dragged her through the streets. As they reached the exit of the gym, she quickly and without fuss dragged her top back up, but she still felt humiliated....but at the same time slightly excited.

As the door opened, Artemis was stunned by what lay inside. It was like a scene out of a gothic horror film. She gulped as she looked around, and gasped as she felt Mississippi grab her bum and push her inside.

Breathing heavily in excitement, and looking around the room, Artemis couldn't get over the jars on the shelf....
"It's an...interesting place" she remarked softly, as she turned back to the taller girl and stepped into her, running her hands over her shoulders.

Mississippi kicked the door closed gracefully and then nodded. She watched as Artemis pushed forward and reached up to grab her shoulders. She blushed and tilted her head and let out a soft smile. She responded by lifting up her hands and pushing her palms down against Artemis' hands.

She looked down at Artemis and then lifted her head up, looking past her. "Do ya like death, cherry?" She asked before pushing herself forward and forcing her tongue into Artemis' mouth and forced a deep kiss into the blonde's mouth.

Artemis would blush again as Mississippi took her into a deep kiss, overwhelming her. She'd take a step back and give a little moan as the American once again took control of her....it felt so freeing, not to think or care, but simply to live in this kiss...
She would once again give herself over to Mississippi...becoming her spoil of war...all hers...

Mississippi felt Artemis pull away slightly and lifted her hand to put it on her breast. She gave it a hard shove so she would stumble away. Mississippi looked at Artemis and shook her head gently. "Strip." She commanded sweetly. While she did, Mississippi walked over to a shelf and grabbed a little burlap doll. She lifted it up and slid one of her fingers along the head before kissing it. "Tell me, cherry. Y'all believe in th' supernatural?" She then began to stalk towards Artemis, holding the doll in one hand, pressing it against her breast while the other played with the top of her corset. "Ghosts an goblins an things that go bump in the night?"

Artemis gasped as Mississippi pushed her back and out of the kiss. She looked up with wide eyes as the larger girl demanded her clothes, and walked off. Artemis stood frozen. She felt as if a snake had coiled itself around her body, hypnotising her...now she was trapped in this room.
She slowly, unquestioningly, pulled her blue tight top over her head, exposing her large breasts, not for the first time.
Then, she undid the belt around her waist and let her white skirt fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her white panties and boots.

She felt so vulnerable, so exposed...she wanted nothing more than Mississippi to wrap her arms around her, pull her close, tightly, and make her all hers....she'd never felt passions so intensly before for another women, but something about Mississippi just entranced her.

As she asked her questions about the supernatural, Artemis turned to her, dazed. She could only shake her head and quietly whisper "No..." and she breathed heavily, feeling light headed at how exposed she was, and what Mississippi had planned for her...

"A shame." Mississippi said as she sauntered lazily over to Artemis. She reached out with her index finger and pressed it against the top of one of Artemis' nipples. "Hopefully by the time we're finished ya will."

Mississippi then leaned in and craned her neck so that only her cheek, and part of her long blonde hair, touched Artemis. She turned her head and bit down gently on Artemis earlobe for a second before letting go and tracing her tongue along the ridge of the girl's ear. "Now... strip me." She said in a lusty voice as she leaned back and stretched her slender arms above her head and eyes Artemis coolly.

Artemis would blush and moan softly as Mississippi pressed her finger right against her nipple, but at the same time she didn't move to stop her.
She would stay as rigid as a statue as Mississippi moved in towards her. This close to her, her scent was overwhelming.
Artemis would let out a cute little yelp as Mississippi nibbled on her earlobe, as she coiled her way around her. She'd blush deeply as she was commanded to strip the taller girl...as she leaned back, Artemis would lean forward to follow her, reaching her hands up to the top of her corset, running her right hand along her back to undo it and pull it down, revealing the American's breasts.
Artemis did all this breathlessly, wordlessly, as if in a trance. She would look down at Mississippi's body, admiring her.
"God...you're just...." she would try to say, but she couldn't find the words. Instead, to express her feelings, she'd lean further into Mississippi to kiss her once more, wrapping her arms around her waist.

Mississippi's eyelids drooped as Artemis gazed at her. She lifted up her arms and raised them above her head, intertwining her fingers as she waited patiently for Artemis to do as she was commanded. She watched her from her statuesque position and gave no indication as to the success or failure of Artemis' actions. But when she spoke, she let a coy smile escape her lips. "That's right, cherry." She said smoothly.

""I'll allow ya to turn what's on your mind into real action... fer now, cherry." She said and then when Artemis went to kiss her, Mississippi opened her mouth and lifted her arms and wrapped them around her arms around Artemis' neck and held her in place, pushing her tongue into Artemis' mouth and forcing the blonde's tongue around like a bully.

"Mmm..." Artemis would moan as Mississippi pushed her tounge deep inside her mouth. She closed her eyes and lost herself, her face firmly pushed up against Mississippi's.
Artemis would let her hands wander up and down Mississippi's back, pressing her body up close. She'd lean back slightly, letting her right hand wander down to Mississippi's backside, giving it the slightest of squeezes.
All thoughts of shame had dissipated. All thoughts at all had. Right now, there was only Mississippi and her tounge...