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@kirijo
18 / female / masochists / Queen (❤️)

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My Self-Summary

I am a Queen, shouldn't you be the one trying to sell yourself to me?

My Future Plans

The House saw fit to gift me with a riding crop, ask me nicely and I'll show it to you.

My Talents

I have been gifted with superior intellect and beauty. I am also exceptionally modest.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

I enjoy the music of Chopin while being hand-fed petit fours.

My Ideal Partner

A lowly, filthy peasant who worships the ground I walk on and takes all of their punishments like a good pet.

Height 5'5 Body Type Slender yet curvy Smokes No Drinks I enjoy champagne Drugs I prefer to keep a clear head Sign Taurus Education College level Occupation Corporate Femdom Income Billionaire Status Children None Pets None yet. Isn't that why I'm completing this form? Hobbies Fencing, literature and making you kneel.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

WINE

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

MIMES

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

BATH

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

PIRATES

.05 TITS OR ASS

TITS

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

TEA

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

SWEET

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

WINTER

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

LEATHER

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

ROUGH SEX

Personality Type
ENTJ-A The Commander

ENERGY

66%

extraverted

MIND

63%

intuitive

NATURE

66%

thinking

TACTICS

100%

judging

IDENTITY

71%

assertive

personality test. art credit.

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Mitsuru's Queen of ❤️s Suite

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[cartographie]

[ While there might be a lot for Nami to examine about her willingness to yield like this for Mitsuru, right now she's too caught up in the bliss of it to mull over the why's and how's of letting anyone get her at ease enough to be comfortable like this. Like most days they're together, Mitsuru makes it hard to think about anything else but her, even if right now it's for a far more sordid set of reasons.

Jolting pleasure leaves Nami whimpering every time Mitsuru fucks that fake cock into her already soaking, overstimulated cunt, the fingers keeping her folds spread move to her clit instead rubbing firm circles over it as she pushes herself further and harder towards her next orgasm, driven by the need to give Mitsuru exactly what she's asking for. ]

Please, I want that, I want you to see me come.

[ There's a needy quiver to her voice that isn't there often, reserved for times like these when she's overwhelmed with pleasure and greedily reaching for more. That greed keeps the fingers on her clit moving steadily, the hot coil of tension pooling low in her core wound so tightly that when it snaps, Nami is left trembling and moaning, uncaring about how loud she's gotten. A slick rush of wet leaves the toy and the harness it's strapped to dripping, as streaks of her slick mark her thighs. The ravenous roll of her hips judders, knuckles going white as the hold she has on the back of the sofa tightens further.

It's still not enough to stop her fingers from swirling over her clit, urging more slick to squirt out of her shuddering, momentarily spent cunt and wet both of their thighs. ]

Fuck, fuck, fuck, it's so good, you're so good Mitsuru. [ A groan briefly cuts off that rush of fuckstruck babble, before– ] You're perfect.

[icequeenly]

I could say the same to you...

[ Is the softly worded response, as Mitsuru finally, finally grants Nami's trembling pussy some mercy and slowly withdraws the toy. Her expression contains nothing but reverence and admiration in equal measure, her eyes falling to the slicked up mess left in the wake of her withdrawal. ] Look at you. You're perfect.

[ One elegant hand reaches down, fingertips tenderly caressing her companion's soaked sex, leaning in to gently flick her tongue her tongue against it once again, tasting Nami's orgasm with no small degree of satisfaction. She's blushing at her own boldness as she eventually sits beside the other red head, arms wrapping around her midsection, wanting to tug her back into an upright seated position and into her embrace. ]

I think you should rest a while, then come to bed with me.

[cartographie]

[ Perfect — at least with the way Nami's body is positively buzzing in the wake of her most recent orgasm, she certainly feels that way, and Mitsuru doesn't seem inclined to let her think otherwise. The brush of the Mitsuru's tongue against the flushed, slicked up folds pulls another whimpered moan out of her, as her already overstimulated cunt is fleetingly teased again.

Nami draws in a sharp breath as she looks over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed, eyes bright and full of affection. ]

You don't have to ask me twice.

[ How Mitsuru hugs her from behind is all the invitation Nami needs, first to let her back arch, pressing against Mitsuru's front like an affectionate cat, before she follows the younger woman's lead.

With a sigh of contentment, Nami situates herself, against Mitsuru's side, wrapping her arms around the other woman's waist as she stamps kisses along the pale curve of her shoulder. ]

Honestly, it's getting me to leave your bed you might have to ask for.

[ Beyond the soft urge to stay close, Nami thinks like a pirate, and she's already cooking up her revenge. ]