Alice and Jess left the shop together, and Hunter smiled to
herself slightly. Her boss looked good in her formal wear, and oddly
fitting beside the tough looking tattoo artist. She had been a bit
surprised to see Alice with the exotic Jess, but she had gotten used to
it.
"You two have fun now," Hunter called out with a laugh, the
buzzcut blonde dressed to kill in her tight white T-shirt and blue
jeans.
"Stay out of trouble," Jess called back with a grin.
Hunter chuckled softly, not tossing a remark back by force of
will alone. She looked around the bookstore, moving from behind the
counter to check the magazine rack, then moved over to the erotica
section with a smile. She straightened out the books, noting which ones
had been paged through the most.
'Might have to try that one myself,' Hunter chuckled, putting
the re- issue of Artemis Oakgrove's 'Council' trilogy back. She didn't
mind a bit of the rough stuff, as long as it was coming from someone who
actually cared.
"Hey Hunter," the little redhead beamed as she came inside, her
breasts bouncing a bit in a little tube-top. She leaned over the counter
Hunter had moved behind, giving her a lovely view down the front of her
top.
Hunter took a few moments to admire the lovely view, lingering
until the subject of her gaze's nipples got hard. "Hi Becky," she
drawled, only then looking up to meet the blushing girl's eyes, "looking
to pick something up?"
"You're bad, Hunter," Becky said, her green eyes flashing. Still
she didn't move back before adding, "I think that's why I like you."
Hunter was regretful as she reached out to stroke Becky's cheek,
"Too bad I'm watching the store all alone, today, otherwise I'd take you
into the back and...."
"Bad girl," Becky swatted at her arm. "Do you ever get serious
about anyone," Becky asked, suddenly grave, "or do you just like taking
us into the back?"
Hunter met her eyes questioningly, but the girl seemed to
honestly want an answer. "I try not to get serious," she said honestly.
"I thought so," Becky said. She smiled slightly, "I wouldn't
want to fall in love with you, you'd break a girl's heart."
"Maybe so," Hunter nodded unashamed, "but any girl I'm with
knows what she's getting into. I'm always honest about that."
Becky leaned forward, surprising Hunter as she gently kissed
her, "I know." She took a step back from the counter, "Would you like to
go out after work?"
Hunter was so distracted by the sway of Becky's hips that she
nearly forgot to answer. "Yes, please," she grinned as the redhead
sauntered out the door.
Hunter sat back on her seat, feeling her panties squish slightly
as she moved. 'Alice would have to leave me watching the store alone,'
she thought wryly. She took a shuddering breath, 'Still, this is lots
better than it was a few years ago...'
Hunter heard the movement, her body blazing with hunger as she
fought against her chains, struggled to be free. The tall, busty blonde
entered the room, followed by a more petite black haired girl. She
looked up at two of them and licked her lips, her imagination running
wild as she considered what she could do to them....
"So this is the succubus," the blonde noted regally. When she
turned her head slightly an odd looking symbol became visible, one
tattooed onto her cheek.
"Yes Lady Diana," the dark haired girl said in a clearly servile
kind of way. "Our occultists acquired her just a few days ago, and once
her unique quality became apparent she was sent to us," she explained
crisply.
"How did they discover that, Grace?" Diana asked curiously.
"As succubii usually target only males, a female guard was
assigned to watch over her," Grace shifted uncomfortably under Hunter's
hungry gaze, "the other guards found her unconscious the next morning."
Diana smiled dangerously, "Drained to death?"
"Sadly no," Grace answered, "just exhausted."
"I'm hungry," Hunter rasped out, trying to get closer to the two
women, near enough to touch, to taste the sweetness...
"And you will be fed," Diana looked down at her coldly, "just at
my convenience." She looked over at Grace thoughtfully, then turned to
the guards, "Release the shackles."
"Ma'am," the guard nodded.
A remote controlled switch was hit and suddenly Hunter's wrists
were free of their bonds. Before she could move suddenly Diana pushed
her assistant from behind, "Feed then."
"My Lady, no... " Grace stumbled forward, nearly falling. She
was stopped smoothly, surprised by the gentleness of the hands that
caught her by the shoulders. She looked up, lost in those blue eyes even
as she was gently held.
Hunter leaned forward, lips softly pressing against Grace's,
completely unaware of the Lady and the guards leaving, the door being
locked behind them. "You're so beautiful," she sighed, pulling the
woman's suit jacket off.
Grace's breath was raspy, her brown eyes cloudy with her intense
desire. She began to unbutton her own blouse, shrugging the white cloth
off to reveal the lace bra that she wore beneath it. Before she could
move Hunter leaned forward to press those fiery lips to pale flesh,
bringing soft cries of pleasure from Grace's lips.
"So lovely," Hunter sighed as she released the front clasp of
the woman's bra, letting those swelling mounds fill her hands. She let
her raspy tongue tease each nipple, biting occasionally, mixing pleasure
and pain in her companion's mind.
"I can't stand it," Grace whimpered, throwing her head back in
ecstasy.
Hunter abandoned the breasts a moment, bringing her lips to the
woman's ear. "I've barely begun," she murmured as she undid the severe
skirt Grace wore.
Grace lifted her hips willingly, helping Hunter remove the
skirt, shuddering as the chill air caressed her soaked panties. Hunter's
lips found hers as she drew the black lace down, revealing the cleanly
shaved flesh below it.
"So beautiful," Hunter crouched like a hunting cat between
Grace's legs, hesitating a moment to look up into Grace's eyes.
"Please," Grace spread her legs, breasts rising and falling
rapidly as she reached down, using her fingers to split those lovely
pink lips. "Please...."
Hunter leaned forward slowly, pressing her lips to silken
wetness and let her tongue flick out. Grace squealed as she lapped up
the cream, working the outside first, enjoying the squirming of those
long gorgeous legs.
"You're driving me crazy," Grace yelped, pulling and pinching at
her distended nipples.
"That's the idea," Hunter sighed happily. Taking pity on her
lovely partner Hunter zeroed in on the clitoris and proceeded to blow
her mind....
The morning sun rose, and Hunter was barely aware of the return
of Lady Diana, only protesting sleepily when the unconscious Grace was
pulled out of her arms. "Check her over," Diana ordered, "I want to know
if there are an ill effects."
Hunter turned on to her back, her slim body slick with sweat and
the remnants of sexual heat. Even with her hunger so fully sated she
smiled up at Diana seductively, taking in the pleasant fact that the
Lady did not wear panties....
"If Grace recovers," Diana looked down at her with an obviously
calculating expression, "I know a certain brothel that would welcome you
with open arms." A cold little smile, "You're going to make me a great
deal of money."
'I was in that brothel for months, a slave to my hungers,' she
thought, stretching out. Hunter smiled wryly, smelling her musk hanging
in the air, 'If Jess hadn't gotten me out, I'd probably still be in
there servicing the richest pussy in the city.'
Hunter looked up at the clock, feeling a bit of relief at how
close it was to closing time. The bell by the door rang, and Becky
walked in with a smile. "When do you get off again?" she asked.
Hunter met her eyes, sensing the girl's own sexual hunger,
feeling her own rising to meet it. "I don't think Alice would mind if I
closed up a bit early," she purred.
"Oh good," Becky leaned forward to kiss her gently.
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