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Kink Domme Hearts	By : passiveaggressor Category: Kingdom Hearts > FemSlash/Yuri - Female/Female Views: 46616 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The two women nodded and began to creep through the halls. Rikku’s eyes darted along the walls, floor and ceiling checking for traps while Yuna kept her eyes peeled for enemies. It was soon apparent that the castle had changed from their last visit and the two were soon lost in the winding passageways of the castle.
Following one passageway led them to a split hallway. Rikku and Yuna hugged the walls as a Samurai Nobody walked past carrying a treasure box with the Gullwing’s symbol on it. Yuna glanced to the right from where it came and Rikku glanced left to where it was going. The two looked at each other and nodded with Rikku following the Nobody to investigate the contents of the chest and Yuna sneaking down the hallway it had come from.
The hallway Yuna followed led to a door with the Gullwing’s symbol on it and she readied her gun as she opened it. The room was empty of any Nobodies and Yuna entered cautiously, shutting the door quietly behind her. The room was fairly large and sported a vanity and a very large mirror surrounded by lights against one wall. A clothing rack took up a second wall and was packed with costumes that ranged from the benign such as kimonos, to the risque like the evening dresses with the short hems and generous cleavage, and the downright obscene costumes like the bunny-girl suit hanging at the end.
Yuna’s boots sank into the soft carpet as she stepped over to the vanity and inspected the various cosmetics atop the polished wooden surface. A glint caught her eye and she regarded a tiny crystal sphere atop a gold tripod. Her eyes lit up as she realized she was looking at a Dressphere and she picked it up, examining it in the light as if to determine its function.
“VHAT ARE YOU VAITING FOR!?!?” snapped a high female voice behind Yuna, startling her and causing her hand to clench on the sphere in shock.
The sphere shattered in her hand and Yuna felt a rush of energy as the Gunner Dressphere was replaced by the Songstress Dressphere. She looked at the blue sleeves of the costume then let out a gasp as her Garment Grid froze.
“Not again...” Yuna moaned, remembering the incident with LeBlanc, that had her dancing for several hours straight until her grid was fixed.
“Good, good... You haf come right on time for ze dress rehearsal,” said the voice again in that same high tone.
Yuna turned and gasped as she beheld the imposing figure standing in the door. The figure was feminine in shape and possessed jet black skin that shone in the bright light of the dressing room. The arms of the figure sported black gauntlets of a strange metal and her legs were encased in knee length heeled boots of the same metal. A black high necked sweater covered its upper body while a short knee length leather skirt covered its thighs. A beret sat on its head with a Kink Domme Hearts pin in it and the smooth surface of its face split as it spoke.
“I am ze Ztage Manageress. My name means more zan zat, und perhaps you vill see vhat zat meanz later.” said the Nobody as it strode into the room on its stiletto heels.
Yuna backed away slowly, her mind racing and her hands scrabbling for a weapon of some kind.
“But first, you Frau Yuna, are needed for rehearsals, NOW!” The Nobody snapped, one arm snapping out to point towards the door, “If you vill not come with, Zen I vill haf to make you come vith!”
The Nobody’s arm snapped up and jet black leather straps shot from its hand towards Yuna. The straps wrapped around her wrists and ankles and fused together forming leather cuffs that bound her wrists behind her back and hobbled her legs. A wide strap slid across her mouth, forming a leather gag as another formed a collar around her neck.
“It iz only a zhame that thiz iz only temporary!” The Nobody snapped, as a leather leash spiralled from the collar to the gauntleted hand before its pulled Yuna to the door, “If I had my vay, you vould be mine!”
Yuna’s eyes widened as the metal hand slid under the hem of her skirt and began to caress her mound through the silk panties she was wearing. She mumbled into the soft leather gag and struggled against the attentions of the Nobody as it slid a claw up and down her silk-clad slit. Her struggled slowly ceased and her eyes closed and she let out a soft moan as she began to hump against the hand, her panties thoroughly soaked with her juices. The Nobody’s lips curled in a cruel smile as it tore her sopping wet panties off with a twist of her wrist.
“Mmmm your panties are zoaked...” The Nobody said, Yuna’s face turning red as the Nobody sniffed them, “Ve vill haf to continue zis later, You haff dress rehearsal, zen ze performance of your career!!!”
The Nobody’s black tongue flicked from between its lips and across its fingers, sampling her juices before she strode down the hall, leading Yuna along on the leash. Yuna followed, her head bowed and her cheeks hot with embarrassment as she was led down to a red door. The Nobody grasped the black handle and opened the door leading Yuna into a large well lit dance hall. The floor is mirror-bright hardwood and floor-to-ceiling mirrors line the walls. Two other Nobodies were in the room as well and were in the middle of stretching but turned to look when Yuna and her captor entered.
At first glance the Nobodies resembled Dancer Nobodies, but a closer glance revealed the notable difference. These Nobodies were dusky skinned and wore long black latex gloves on their arms that reached to just below their shoulders. A pair of latex thigh high heeled boots adorned their shapely legs and their trademark pink pants and Nobody emblem armor was gone to be replaced with short latex skirts that barely covered their asses and black latex corsets that gave the Nobodies wasp thin waists and accented their breasts. To top it off, their caps were black and the braids that dangled from their heads sported Kink Domme Hearts charms at the ends.
“Ach! Ladiez, you look divine!” said the Nobody as she stepped into the room and kissed both Dancers. “Ze star iz right here, und it iz time for rehearsal!”
The straps came apart and reformed, binding Yuna’s wrists at her front with a two foot length of leather strap between them while her ankles got a slack of three feet. The gag and collar remained yet the leash disappeared.
“Now let uz begin with ze choreography!” said the Nobody, setting a stereo on the ground and picking up a riding crop. “Und... Begin!”
The music clicked on, Yuna’s eyes going wide as the riding crop flicked out, catching the tip of her nipple. Her body began to move following the commands of the Nobody as the Dancers followed suit. Her limbs were restricted by the straps, rendering her usual dance moves out. She quickly picked up the moves after 10 minutes of lashings both from the Nobody’s tongue and from the crop in her delicate gauntleted hand. A hour later found Yuna slumping to the floor, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat, the welts from the riding crop fading.
“Ok that iz enuff rehearsal. Curtain call iz in two hourz,” the Nobody said walking over to Yuna and tapping the front of her collar, causing a leash to form.
The winded summoner felt a tap on the front of the gag and the leather shifted to form a ring gag. One of the Dancers took a drink from a bottle of water before handing it to the Nobody. The Nobody took a large swig from the bottle then leaned close and kissed Yuna whose eyes widened before closing in relief as the Nobody shared the water with her through lip lock.
Yuna sighed as the cool water soothed her parched throat and she moaned into the kiss as the Nobody slid its slick black tongue into her mouth. She felt the Nobody lift her skirt and then the metal fingers were back, caressing her now bare slit and sending tiny bubbles of pleasure floating up her spine. Every time one of these bubbles reached her brain, it would pop releasing a burst of pleasure that would cause her to moan into the lips of the Nobody as she sucked on its tongue.
The kiss continued for a few more minutes before the Nobody broke the kiss, “Mmmm your lipz are zweet Frau Yuna. Comparable to your juicez...”
Yuna blushed profusely then let out a moan as the claw brushed her bare clit before moving away from her dripping core.
“Zuch a filthy creature you are Frau Yuna...” said the Nobody as it licked her juices from it’s claws. “Not much different from...ourzelves...”
Yuna shuddered at the sudden pause, her heart sinking at the last word, hanging in the air. She heard a soft whisper of air as the Dancers stepped behind her. As one the two Dancers took her from the Nobody as the strap linking her wrists shortened, binding her wrists together in front of her.
“Clean ze zlut... Allow her to go on vith her former dignity... but zhe iz ourz, Zhe knowz it...” The Nobody announced.
The Dancers nodded and led Yuna out of the dance hall and into a bathroom with a large shower area. A rope dangling from a pulley in the ceiling was tied to her wrists and she was hoisted up by the rope until she was on her tiptoes. The two Nobodies walked over to the walls and picked up detachable shower heads. Yuna turned her head to look at the Dancers just as the first turned on the water and sprayed her defenseless body with a jet of cold water. Yuna gasped as the chilling jet played across her form, soaking the light fabric of the Songstress outfit thoroughly. The second Dancer joined in, spraying Yuna’s backside from neck to ass. The Nobodies stepped closer, bottles of soap in their hands, before squirting soap into their free hands and running them over her soaked form.
Yuna’s eyes widened and she twisted in her binds as the slim hands of the first Dancer soaped her breasts, kneading the mounds through the thin material of her top. She moaned softly as the hands pinched her nipples while the other Nobody rubbed soap into her stomach and back, slowly going lower before lifting her skirt and running its hands along her legs from her knees to her inner thighs. The Dancer stopped suddenly and joined the first, massaging the soap into her back.
The sound of clicking heels could be heard and Yuna raised her head, blinking water from her eyes to behold the SM Nobody. It was holding a collapsible table of some kind, which she set near Yuna’s feet. It set down a cup full of water with a handle sticking out of it before lifting her skirt and spraying a cool foam onto her pussy mound. Yuna’s eyes widened as the Nobody’s slim claws grasped the handle protruding from the cup and drew it forth, revealing it to be a razor. The Nobody’s lips curled in a smile as it lowered the razor to her skin and drew it down slowly. A blush crept into Yuna’s cheeks as she was forced to have her pussy shaved. The razor was washed off in the cup after every use and soon Yuna’s pussy was smooth and hairless.
The SM Nobody’s tongue slid across it’s lips before darting out, flicking along Yuna’s bare slit. Yuna let out a loud moan as the tongue worked up and down her now hairless lips, darting between them every so often and eliciting a gasp of pleasure from the overstimulated woman. Her captor continued it’s oral inspection of her nether lips, taking Yuna close to a long denied orgasm before abruptly stopping, leaving her hanging at the edge for the third time.
She screamed in frustration and rubbed her thighs desperately in an attempt to get that little bit of stimulation that would push her over the edge even as she knew it wouldn’t be enough. The SM Nobody just chuckled and licked its lips as it looked at the pitiful figure hanging limp in her bonds, need and defeat written all over her features.
“Zo cloze... Zat time you almozt came for me Frau Yuna...” whispered the SM Nobody. “I think right now you vould zell your zoul to cum,” it said and Yuna nodded her head desperately. “Vell if you do good at ze performance... Perhapz I vill reward you...”
Yuna’s eyes widened and she nodded her head eagerly. The SM Nobody grinned and snapped her fingers with a metallic click, “Dry zoze ragz zhe zeems to inzizt on wearing. Zen take her off to ze backztage.”
The Dancers nodded and began to dry her off with soft terry cloth towels, their hands lingering on her breasts and on her legs. She squirmed in her bonds as their devilish hands took the opportunity to molest her nipples further. Finally they let the towels fall and led her to the vanity. The two Dancers worked as one, restoring her hair to its usual style before leading her out of the dressing room and down a few hallways to a door marked ‘Backstage’.
One of the two opened it and the other ushered her into a dark room. The SM nobody stepped into view and clapped its hands three times. A light shone down from the ceiling illuminating a large circular platform. Yuna was led to the platform by the SM Nobody and made to stand close to the middle with her back to the pole facing outward. The Dancers took positions behind her and stood with their wrists crossed behind them and their heads bowed.
The SM Nobody stepped down off the platform and smiled up at Yuna before saying, “Now Frau Yuna... It’z Zhow Time!” as the platform began to rise.
Yuna’s final thoughts before the platform lifted her into the light was of her friends and if she would ever see them again.
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