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The following story contains elements of bondage and lesbian tendencies. If this offends you, or if it simple isn't your cup of tea, feel free to leave now.

Night had fallen over the city and the people had retreated to the safety of their houses, leaving the streets to the usual police patrols. Petty criminals shied away from the larger warehouses and store fronts, due to the experienced police force, but Vivianne was no mere thief.
Glancing around the corner she watched one of the officers walk by her target, the heavy steel doors to one of the major warehouses. The officer's heels clicked over the curb as the circle cast by her flashlight danced out of sight.
Vivi rushed closer, taking caution not to run into any other guards. The dim light of the moon illuminated her white-and-blue striped shirt for a moment and a potential audience might have noticed the A-shaped symbol on the bandana that covered most of her reddish-brown hair.
The steps returned and the not-petty criminal ducked back into the shadows, waiting for the guard to pass once more. She could hear the officer stifle a yawn.
Girl has no idea I'm about to ruin her shift., Vivianne thought to herself with a grin, rushing for the entrance, hurriedly and with honed skill picking the lock and slipping inside to slowly, carefully close the heavy door.
The inside was dark, stacks of crates and containers lining and forming walls, making the warehouse a labyrinth of supplies and goods. But there was only one crate Vivi's boss, and by extension she herself, was interested in.
She made her way forward, checking plates and signs by shining her PokeNav's light on them, navigating to the single large wooden box she was here for, or rather, for it's contents.
But just as she reached for the lid, another hand attempted the same from the other side.
Both culprits looked up, shining their lights at each other. The woman in front of Vivi was clad in a dark-red uniform, donning a hood marked with a black M-shape, from which long black locks flowed down her shoulders.
"You!", they both exclaimed, pointing at each other.
"The hell, Kenna!?", Vivi started complaining to her Rival, "What does Magma want with this thing!?"
"The same thing Aqua does! Duh! I thought I could beat you to the punch!", the rival responded, just as annoyed by the fact they had to run into each other.
"Yeah, whatever, I'll just be taking it." Vivianne reached for the lid again, just for Kenna to grab her wrist.
"Hold it! Don't you dare, don't make me... do stuff to stop you!"
They glared at each other for a moment.
"Get out of my way, Kenna."
"No way! My boss is going to be really angry if I don't get this... whatever he said it was!"
"You think I'm better off? Sorry, honey, but I need this just as much."
Vivi pulled her arm from Kenna's surprisingly weak grip and grabbed the lid... only to find that her body had grown too week to lift it. Her knees gave in and she slumped over, seeing the Magma member dropping as well from the corner of her eye. Only now she spotted the spores floating in the air around them, slowly descending onto their bodies.
"Sleep... powder...", she heard Kenna whisper before her consciousness drifted away.
A third person stepped close to the crate.

Vivianne couldn't have said for how long she had been out. The room was just as dark as it was before, which suggested that it was still night out. Everything was still fuzzy as she was slowly waking up, but she quickly received her first input: Something, or rather someone, was cuddled up to her, too close for comfort. She tried to back away, but a strong pull at her arms and torso suggested someone didn't want her to. She knew that feeling better than she dared to admit.
Her wrists were bound with rope, tightly too. Whoever tied her didn't care much for her comfort. More rope wrapped around her torso, binding her to the person she was involuntarily hugging, who turned out to be - of course, because the universe seemed to hate her - Kenna, her face so close she could count her freckles, even in the darkness. Due to the position of her arms Vivi concluded that her wrists were tied the same way, behind Vivi's back. Testing her legs she found them to be tied as well and connected to Kenna's at the thighs, where the Magma member's skirt had been pulled up slightly.
Looking up Vivianne could make out the crate, a few feet away. A figure was standing over it, shining a light into it and rummaging through the contents.
"Psst, Kenna.", Vivi hissed, trying to get her rival to wake up.
"Mmh, five minutes...", the dark-haired girl mumbled, cuddling up more, actively pressing herself against Vivi's body.
"Damn it, Kenna..." Vivi blushed and couldn't help but stare at the peacefully smiling face for a moment before tilting her head and biting her cheek.
"Ah!", the girl called out sharply, flinching awake, "Wha! What!? What's going on!?"
Her face a deep blush, she struggled and twisted, which just ended up as rubbing her large chest against her rival.
"Gah! S-stop, Kenna!"
A feminine laugh came from the figure near the crate and a moment later, the light was directed at the two women lying on the floor.
"Finally woke up, did you?", a sultry voice teased, "I have to say, I got lucky to walk in on both of you. Good thing I was prepared."
Vivi narrowed her eyes against the blinding light. She could not make out any of the woman's features, but her action left enough to go on.
"You're not police, that's for sure. Considering that you're here for the same thing we are... you're with Team Rocket."
"Mmh, clever girl." The woman lowered the light a bit, making it illuminate her body, showing off the black uniform with the short skirt, the thigh-high boots and the red R-shaped symbol on her chest. "Now if you stay nice and quiet while I go get my price, I might not leave you here for the police to find. So be good~"
With that she turned back to the crate, the click of her heels echoing a bit in the hall.
Vivi stayed quiet and held still. Kenna also resolved to not saying anything but couldn't seem to lighten up to the idea of staying still. She kept shifting nervously and pulling at the ropes, rubbing her body against Vivi's the entire time. The thief lightly bit her lip. The situation was strangely exciting as it was, despite the considerable threat. A well-endowed girl rubbing up to her did not do her patience or calm any good.
"Will you stop that?", she finally hissed, "You're not getting out, so stop trying, you're not making it easier for me either."
"Well do you have a better idea?", Kenna whispered with an accusing pout, "Trust the crazy broad who knocked us out and tied us up?"
"I can hear you~", the Rocket member sing-songed.
"Trust the nice pretty lady?", Kenna corrected herself.
"Better~", the woman giggled. She reached into the crate, raising one leg in the process, producing a small object. "And there it is~"
She dropped it into a pocket and stepped over to her victims, holding the light high enough for them to see her face, revealing smooth skin with a little more make-up than needed, red lipstick and deep purple eyeshadow matching the colour of her hair.
"You girls want anything before I leave you to it?"
"Please let us go?", Kenna asked nicely, looking up at her with the best puppy-dog eyes she could muster.
"Aww~. Maybe." The woman knelt down beside her package and slapped Kenna's behind, making her yelp and returning the blush to her face full-force. Vivi could have sworn in that moment to have heard the tiniest moan from her rival, but the older woman didn't seem to have noticed.
"If you're good and do what I say, I might just help you.", she whispered, caressing Vivianne's hip. "You two seem to have some differences... why don't you make up and kiss, yes?"
The girls looked at each other, a mix of shock, confusion and embarrassment written in their faces. Kenna gulped silently, but already started to move closer. Vivi's thoughts went wild, voices in her head telling her to back away while others screamed at her to kiss her already. She shifted and felt Kenna's body, was very aware of her figure and how she started to move up against her, despite already being close. Dropping her hesitation, Vivianne leaned in and connected her lips with Kenna's. A rush went through her body, one that made her shift and lean in, trying to be closer than she could, one that made her breathe a long sigh as the two of them parted.
"That's sweet.", the woman grinned down at them, "I hope they let you share a cell. Unless of course" She produced a pocket knife and snapped it open. "you can get out on your own." She dropped it behind Kenna's back and got back up, letting her fingers run by Vivianne's ass while she did.
"As for myself, I have what I came for and I'm expected, so I gotta run. Buh-bye!" With that and a much too youthful giggle she took her light and disappeared into the labyrinth of crates, leaving the younger girls to each other.
Vivianne listened to her steps fading as darkness enveloped them.
"Okay.", she whispered, trying to change the subject and not talk about what just happened, "Can you try shifting backwards so I can reach the knife?"
Kenna didn't answer. Instead, she let out a quiet sigh and turned her head, placing a kiss on her rival's neck.
"K-Kenna?"
"Sorry, I can't pass this up.", the girl whispered, "You have no idea how long I wanted this." She breathed a moan against Vivi's neck and softly bit her.
Vivi gasped at the short sting and tried to stretch her arms, attempting to reach for the cutting tool.
"Kenna, please... we don't have time for this...", she pleaded, holding back moans of her own.
"But when we're free... you'll run. You'll run away." Vivi felt Kenna's hands moving behind her back. "You always do. I don't want you to run."
"Can... can we talk about this once we get away?"
"I don't know. Promise me?" The smile looked genuine, but something about the situation simply didn't feel right.
"I... I promise." Something snapped. The rope around their torsos loosened. Kenna bend her upper body back enough to pull her arms between them. Something shiny was in her hand.
"I keep a knife in my sleeve.", she admitted, "No idea how she didn't find it."

Vivi breathed a long sigh of relief as they reached the forest outside the city limits. Somehow they had managed to not run into any guards on their way out after Kenna had cut them free.
"I hate grunt work!", she exclaimed loudly, stretching her arms, only for Kenna to grab them from behind and turn them onto her back with a strength the taller girl would not have expected of her.
"Now, about that thing we need to talk about.", she said sweetly, "You promised."
"That... I..." Vivi pulled at her arms. "I guess... I'm glad you're interested?"
"Mmh, good." She let go, pulled the hoodie over her had and dropped it into the grass, revealing a black sleeveless shirt underneath, which did her generous bust size for more justice. "Blue is more my colour anyway."
Pokemon: From A to M
Yeah, so, Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire are coming out soon so I did a thing.
This is attempt 4 at the story, I had to do a lot of editing and re-writing until I was ready to upload this.
Still not super happy with it to be honest.

I might make this a short series, write two or three more parts, if people show interest.

Any kind of feedback (besides flaming) is welcome.
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Wrote a Pokemon piece to celebrate the coming release of ORAS but it turned out far more emotional than I anticipated and I don't know what to do...
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Their eyes had met as soon as Ana was brought out.
It had been several years since Mistress had bought Ana, given her a home, a proper education. She served her drink and food and entertained her with music and dance, together with the other girls who belonged to Mistress.
Mistress sometimes invited friends and trusted servants into the palace to drink and converse and whatever else happened behind closed doors. Some were men but most appeared to be women around Mistress' age, often younger. It was a normal occurrence and Ana had learned to not pay it much mind.
Yet, this guest was a different case.
She was younger than Mistress, but older than Ana herself. She was a warrior, no doubt, her body was toned, her stance proud yet feminine and the scar across her cheek was surely caused by an enemy's blade. Her chin-length hair was red as flames and her eyes of an amber colour. Those eyes she could not escape. As Ana danced, wearing wide trousers and tops so thin they were more of a veil than clothes, her gaze always seemed to dart back towards the stranger. Neither the warrior, nor Mistress missed the far too apparent attraction.

"Her name is Ana", Mistress explained, as the dancer knelt before the women, "She has been with me for... about four years now. A natural in all she does and a natural beauty at that. A rare treasure, you understand? Do be gentle with her."
"I see that you treasure her, Milady." The fighter's voice was that of an angel in Ana's ears. "I won't bring her any harm, you have my word."

And gentle she was.
A sigh escaped Ana's lips as she felt the woman's fingers on her skin. She was kneeling amongst the pillows of a private room, straddling the warrior's thighs. her arms were raised, her wrists caught on golden cuffs, anchored in the ceiling with golden chains.
The warrior caressed her sides and belly, running her fingertips over the girl's skin, making her shiver with excitement. She wetted her lips and kissed the dancer's stomach, flicking the piercing in her navel with the tongue. Ana gasped and looked down, meeting her gaze once more.
"I can see why your mistress was so insistent I be gentle.", the woman said quietly, "I would be ashamed to ruin your wonderful body and your beauty."
"Thank you, Milady...", Ana replied timidly. The warrior's status, strength and beauty were all intimidating to her. The thought of her requesting this night together was still strange and alien to her, even when she was right in the middle of it.
"As long as we are together like this... you may use my name, Frya.", Frya said, as her hands wandered upwards, towards Ana's chest, gently caressing the dancer's sides.
"Y-yes, Lady Frya.", Ana replied again, pushing her body all-so-slightly towards the warrior's hands.
Frya briefly touched the layer of silk that covered the dancer's perfectly round breasts, having removed the thin top earlier, before focusing on her already exposed skin again, gently pressing her lips against Ana's collar bone, luring more gasps and sighs out of the chained girl.
"You are so sensitive.", she smiled, "Do you enjoy it?"
"Yes. Yes, please go on.", Ana pleaded.
Frya moved up to reach Ana's eye-level and gently touched her cheek. Without many words, she moved closer and locked her lips with the dancer's.
Ana's head became fuzzy. Her heart beat louder and harder, so loud she feared the warrior would hear it and so hard she feared she would feel it, as she began to unravel the silk around her chest, dropping it into the pillows as it came loose. Ana gasped into the kiss and grabbed the chains as Frya's fingers caressed and gently massaged her chest. The chains rattled as her body started to shiver.
The lips left hers and for a moment, a feeling of loss overcame her, though it was quickly chased away by the wet touch of lips and tongue on her chest, as the fingers moved lower, past her belly, between her legs.
Ana threw back her head moaning loudly, pulling on the chains and moving her body closer against the warrior.

She had never awoken to a more beautiful sight, or more welcoming words.
"Good Morning, lovely.", Frya whispered, smiling at her as they lay beside each other, covered by nothing but the light sheets.
"Lady Frya..." Ana smiled a sleepy smile and instinctively cuddled closer.
They lay there, in silence, taking enjoyment simply out of each other's company.
"I will earn you.", Frya finally said, "I will not rest until your mistress permits me to keep you. And you will be mine forever."
And it was the most beautiful thing the dancer had ever heard.
The Dancer and the Warrior
Well, here's a little bit something different.
A little experiment, if you will.
Any feedback is very much welcome.
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Standing in front of the house again awoke an exciting feeling of dread in Kathy. She was about to turn herself over, give away control. She almost hesitated to ring the doorbell. Waiting for Caitlyn to let her in was taking just a tiny second too long, just enough to make her feel a little bit more uncomfortable still. But she didn't exactly come here to get comfortable in the first place.
"Hello, Katherine.", Caitlyn welcomed her, dressed in plain jeans and a shirt, nothing that would have betrayed her intentions towards her visitor, "You're alone I see."
"Lisa is studying for exams.", the redhead explained as she was led into the house.
The door shut behind her. The key turned, locking up. A shiver ran up her spine.
"It will be only you and Jennifer then, as I expected. In that case, I know exactly what to do for you."
Kathy thought to here a predatory tone in the older girl's voice and gulped quietly.
"But first... let me ask you this again." The predator looked down at her prey. "I won't hold back on you. Are you absolutely willing to bend to me today?"
Kathy could not avert her eyes and stared into the serious expression of the photographer.
"Yes, I am willing. I'm all yours.", she answered without a second thought.
"Very good. Then go upstairs and get undressed. You know where to find my bedroom."
Nodding, Kathy made her way upstairs. Her heart pounded in her chest. She had given consent, there was nowhere to run now. The feeling of dread intensified and made her at the same time afraid and excited for what was to come.
"Jenny?", she asked, carefully, as she slowly opened the bedroom door.
The jalousies were closed, making the room darker, with only thin slits of sunlight flooding in. Jennifer's things, her bag and clothes, were tucked into a corner of the room. The girl herself sat on the side of the bed, her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. She wore a matching set of red bra and panties, as well as a leather collar. Her crossed arms were tightly bound to her torso, the ropes looping above, below and between her breasts, also reaching down between her legs, forming a harness.
"Hi Kitty.", she grinned happily upon seeing her friend, "I'd hug you, but..." She turned her torso a bit as she tried to move, but her arms were firmly held in place. "...yeah, that."
"I'm also... glad to see you.", Kathy responded, eyeing her friend with a slight blush as she closed the door behind her. "How long have you been here?"
"Twenty minutes maybe?" Jenny did what looked like a restrained shrug. "Mistress didn't do more than this yet, if that's what you#re asking."
"It wasn't, but... good to know." The redhead put down her bag close to Jennifer's things and started to undress. Doing so in front of her bubbly friend was an added challenge, but she preferred not to be disobedient so early in the session. Slowly she took of her shoes, her socks, pants and shirt, dropping everything into a small pile, leaving her with only her lacy black underwear. The room was cold, she realized now.
"Any idea what awaits me?", she asked, trying to ignore her beating heart.
"Maybe, maybe not.", Jenny sing-songed, "You'll see."
Before Kathy could make a snappy remark, the door opened and closed behind her. Soft steps moved across the carpeted floor.
"Welcome back, mistress!", Jenny said happily.
Kathy was still wondering if she was supposed to welcome her as well, as she received a light slap against her rear.
"Take off your bra, slave.", Caitlyn's voice commanded.
"Yes, mistress.", Kathy said quickly and did as she was told, dropping her bra onto the pile. As soon as she had done that, she felt her mistress' fingers on her hips, slowly moving up across her sides, before gently cupping her exposed breasts.
"You will do everything I ask.", the voice whispered, so close to her ear, that she could feel the warm breath. "You will obey my command and not talk back."
"Yes, mistress.", Kathy confirmed, her voice shrunken to a breath.
"Very good." Caitlyn's fingers gently poked and rubbed Kathy's nipples, drawing quiet moans from her. "Sensitive, are you? Have you done as I asked?"
"Yes, mistress."
"What did I ask you to do? Say it." She pinched her pet's nipples, making her gasp.
"A-as per your order, mistress, I... I have not masturbated for seven days."
"Very good.", the mistress purred, grabbing the slave's breasts for a moment before letting go to take something from her pocket. Kathy gulped out of reflex as leather wrapped around her neck and was pulled tight.
"Now, go untie Jennifer. I want you both ready for me when I get back."
With a slight push, Caitlyn moved her into Jenny's direction, before turning around to leave again.
Wasting no time, Kathy climbed onto the bed behind the blonde and started picking at the knots. Luckily, as secure as the bonds were, finding the knots and loosening them was easy. Jenny sighed in relief as she could lower her arms.
"Ah, good~ that was tight, even for her standards. It was starting to hurt."
Kathy remained silent as she was loosening the harness, which gave Jenny more time to talk.
"You were so cute, you know that?" She giggled. "And the sounds you made, that was so hot! I think I got a little we--ah!" She shrieked. Kathy had loosened the crotch rope enough and had pulled on it to retrieve it, making it brush by Jenny's crotch.
"Oops.", Kathy responded deadpan and put the rope aside.
"You!" Jennifer turned around with a grin and lunged at her friend, pressing her down onto the bed, holding her upper arms. "You're just asking for it, aren't you!?"
Kathy looked up at her in surprise, not having expected such an attack.
"Wa-wait, I was just", Kathy tried but gasped as she felt the blonde's knee between her thighs, reminding her of how pent-up her arousal already was.
"No excuses! Looks like I will have to punish you!"
"Funny.", Caitlyn said calmly, "I was just about to say the same."
Jenny was grabbed by the collar and pulled away from her friend, pulled up into a kneeling position. Caitlyn looked down at her coldly, now dressed in black lingerie, a corset and knee-high boots, having changed while she had been out of the room.
"Did I give you permission for this, Jennifer?"
"No, mistress.", Jenny answered quickly, receiving a slap to the face.
Pulling her form the bed, making her stumble to stand up, Caitlyn dragged her slave over towards a chair next to her dresser.
"You will watch for now. I'll punish you later." She forced her down onto the chair and produced two pairs of handcuffs from one of the dresser's drawers. She chained Jenny's wrists and used the second pair to connect the first to the back of the chair.
"Open your mouth.", Caitlyn said sternly before shoving a particularly large ball-gag behind Jennifer's teeth and securing it.
"Well..." She turned to look at Kathy. "Back to you, then."
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Jennifer huffed and gasped, regaining her breath. Her arms and legs were spread, tied to the posts of the bed. The panties of her white lingerie were soaked, her hair messy.
"What are you supposed to say?", Caitlyn asked coyly, whispering into the blonde's ear.
"Thank you, mistress.", Jen answered quietly, still recovering.
"You're welcome, slave."
Their lips met for a prolonged kiss, while Jen relaxed.
"Let's take a break. I'll get you some water." Caitlyn rose from the bed and slipped into a bathrobe, leaving her pet alone in the bedroom. She walked downstairs to the kitchen to have a drink, but noticed her cellphone, lying on the hallway table, was blinking, telling her that she had received a message. Curious, she picked it up to view it.

Your opinion?
Mistress,
Need your opinion on my work.
Tips?
Love, Katherine


The attachment consisted of several photos of Lisa, trapped in a leather harness, gagged and blindfolded, with close-ups of her cuffed wrists, the vibrating clamps and the crotch-strap with apparently stopped a vibrator from slipping out.
Lyn sent an answer, put the cell down and went to get the water.


Kathy just watched as she waited for a response. Lisa was tossing and squirming while making a multitude of noises, from whimpering and pleading moans, over gasps and huffs, to joyous sighs and orgasmic screams. She had been exposed to the new toys for a few minutes now and had already cum once, getting dangerously close to a second orgasm. Kathy herself was about ready to make herself get off, occasionally playing with her fingers between her legs.
Her cell vibrated and she quickly picked it up to see Lyn's response.

RE: Your opinion?
Not bad.
Need a lesson?


The thought of being "taught" by the beauty again made Kathy bite her lip in anticipation. Next to Lisa's gentle dominance and Jenny's playful cruelty, Caitlyn's strict and cold demeanour had a very special edge. She wanted to give herself up again, no doubt, but she didn't want to come across as desperate for it. She could answer later, she decided.
Lisa's scream ripped her back into the moment. The athletic girl's body twitched and shivered as the second orgasm washed over her. Dropping the cell on the desk, Kathy shoved her hand into her panties, ready to finish it as well.
I was very surprised to see how many people actually like that little story I came up with.
I was even more surprise when I learned that some of those people actually watch me.
That has caused me to think about the whole thing.

For one, I definitely want to continue the main project that is "Bondage Sleepover".
However, with the introduction of Mia's sister Jane I have been considering if I should also focus on her and her partner more.
Also, I feel like I could write other stories as well, all with the topic of bondage in mind, mostly.
I'm considering fanfiction and possibly other smaller projects of my own.
Though as I said, I don't want that to gain absolute priority over my main project.

I would like to know what my watchers think of that, I would gladly welcome feedback of any kind.
Also, I still have notes for character profiles though that would be trivia information above all else, nothing really important.

One last thing I'd like to say:
I have no update schedule. I will update when I can and when I feel like it.
With that said,
Leo out

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Hi there. Happy birthday! I really hope you have a GREAT day today. :D (And it might say August 19th, but it's the 20th already in Germany! ;))

Hugs from Gran Canaria! :)
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Lots of thanks!

I went out with someone today, watched a musical, greatest day since forever!

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I'm so glad for you! I can only hope that you get many more days like this soon. :)
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Thank you for the fave. I'm glad you liked it. ^_^ Anything in particular you enjoyed? :3
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