Sex and Violence (For Kaz)

"Hmmph," Kuro just sighed at Carmen's observation. "I guess we're both already familiar with having our sights hindered..."

She let out a soft moan as the gir's hands reached for her breasts again. However, this time it was quite different as she felt something else brushing her chest. A rope, from the feeling of it. Then it was tightened around one of her mounds, drawing a grunt from her.

"I bet... you've been fantasizing a lot about doing this sort of things to another girl... Or perhaps... you've done it before?"

"Ah ah." Carmen just shook her head and gave Kurohime a playful spank on the ass, nothing too hard. "I notice you talk a lot about what my fantasies are - let's talk a little bit about your fantasies. Let us note, of course, that these are your handcuffs, and I'm using your rope right now. So I think you're the one who had some specific ideas in mind for what was going to go down. I'm just helping you fulfill, bella."

She rubbed the spot of impact - even with the weak hit she gave, her hand print showed up on that pale skin - and went back to the ropes, looping around the other breast next and tying it up behind her.

Kuro groaned from the spank and struggled a little against her bound. It stung just a little, although the girl's rubbing helped to sooth it. Carmen was inquiring about her fantasies, which, while she didn't mind sharing, she felt like the girl would need to do more than that to make her spill the beans. An interrogation game for a starter wouldn't be too bad at all. She planned to do this to the boxer if she was the one who won their little bet after all.

"Make me talk then..." she taunted, rather cheekily, slightly grunting as her other breast was tied as well.

Oh, a challenge. Carmen was intrigued.

"I'll make you do more than that. And I won't use a whip for it, and I won't use my nails, and I won't hit you or do anything weird like that." Carmen took off her shirt and moved towards Kurohime, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling them together, their breasts mashing, her hardness digging into them, her body heat seemingly searing. "Because, see, pleasure? Pleasure can drive a person crazier than pain can. You just have to do it the right way, that's all."

Her hands started to snake down Kurohime's back, slithering their way into her pants and going deeper still

"Uhmm... I... won't argue with that..." Kuro moaned as Carmen pulled her close to mash their breasts together.

Oh, this was heading in the right way. For the time being, however, she would do her best to resist the sensation of their rubbing mounds as much as she could. It's getting hotter by each passing seconds, and without a doubt it's only going to get more intense and passionate from here. Kuro then felt her captor's hands sneaked down her pants, which drew a gasp from her lips.

"For instance." She spoke in between the kisses that she started placing on Kurohime's neck, her voice vibrating straight into her ear. "Imagine a pleasure that just goes on and on - but never gives you any release." She started to grope Kurohime's ass, getting as much of it in her hands as she could and squeezing, savoring the feel. "Imagine what that would be like - how long could you hold out from that? A minute? Five? Ten?"

Her other hand moved to Kurohime's front and started to undo her belt and button, letting her pants begin to slide down. "I don't think you could hold that long, personally - you're tough, sure, but some things..."

Carmen knew how to push her buttons for sure, or so Kuro thought. That speech alone was enough to tickle her arousal, and she could feel a chilling shiver on her back as the girl's hands squeezed her ass while whispering that taunt. She'd like to know how long she could last herself to be honest. Her pants went off, leaving only her black pantie to cover herself. Slowly but surely, Kuro could feel the excitement and arousal inside her was building up and up.

"You think so...?" she decided to continue the defiant act. "Maybe you underestimate me..."

"I underestimated you once and got popped in the face for it. Not happening again."

Her fingers danced around Kurohime's sex, tracing the outline of her panties, rubbing over the outside and teasing through the material, but never quite going in - always a few inches away. Her other gave the material a tug from the back, stretching it off her pussy, gentle rubbing it - little force, little impact. Bug bites, but sensual ones. "And that's not what I think - that's what I know." He kisses started to get lower, heading for the chest, licking out a clean path as she went along.

"Ouhh..." Kuro starting to moan as Carmen's fingers teased her womanhood through her underwear.

Her body squirmed and thrashed harder, which also mashed her breasts against her captor's some more. Each little touch wasn't enough in itself to break her resistance, but they're keep stacking. It's been going for like a minute or two at most, and yet it felt like time had slowed down for Kuro. She sighed as the kisses from Carment trailed down, her back arched to slightly shove her chest onto the girl's face.

"K-keep telling yourself that..."

Carmen moved out of the way just in time, letting her hot breath blow over the breasts, but not giving her anything else. "Getting anxious? Have somewhere to be? Or maybe you want something..." She darted forward and licked her nipple, before moving back again. "Your voice is cracking a little - haven't heard you stutter before. That's new."

Suddenly, Carmen pulled away, all the way, letting all the simulation stop - slamming on the breaks just when they started down the freeway. "Frustrated? Don't worry - I won't leave you alone for long. Just dipping into my bag of tricks...you can wait a minute or two, can't you?"