Never Beating the Allegations (FreakTime)

Adjusting the cat ears resting upon her head once more, Ouro Kronii bit her lip as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her figure was one of envy among her fellow idols, and the cat-themed keyhole lingerie only accentuated her figure as the black and dark blue hues contrasted the paleness of her skin. Various little bells jingled with her slightest movement as Kronii opted for the complete package of black wristbands and a choker, all complemented with blue bows and little golden bells. If she really wanted to see the image of being a cat so badly, then she was doing a damn good job of it, if she might say so herself.

However, the longer she looked in the mirror, the faster Kronii’s smug smile turned to a frown as her perverted guilt sunk in. As much as she enjoyed flaunting herself, especially with such ample assets between her big bosom and large ass, the blue-themed idol wondered if she looked too ridiculous like this. To think she was dressing up so desperately after a falling out with her last girlfriend, and now she was willing to do anything to not lose out on another relationship with a coworker. Another emo one, too, although this one was definitely a lot freakier than her ex, as Kronii had come to find out.

Freakier also meant more indulgent, as just hearing the sound of a Discord ping had Kronii’s knees immediately knocked together, and she could feel just a touch of moistness from her pussy. At this point, she was practically trained to expect special messages, but disappointment wore down her smile as Kronii saw it was just a message from Bae. A cancellation message as well. How exciting… That gave her more time to relax tonight as they were just going to watch a movie with the other girls, and Kronii almost didn’t react when Discord pinged again. Instead of the icon of a red rat popping up on-stream, it was a mix of black and white that made the clock’s heart tick a little too fast.

Shiori wanted to meet up right now. Or, rather, Shiori ordered her to meet up with her at a nearby park. She shot back a simple question about what to wear, although her fellow idol only said to put on a long coat over whatever she was currently wearing. Looking down at herself, Kronii knew she could easily fib and wear something a little more modest, although there was a damp spot on her panties already at the thought of wearing her lingerie out and about. At the very least, a coat would cover everything up, and there’d be no issue.

Right away, the warden couldn’t contain her excitement as she rushed to grab a brown trenchcoat and headed out of the house, even if it was starting to get dark. As far as she remembered, the park wasn’t too far away, and Shiori didn’t live too far from it either. Despite the briskness of the evening, her heart was racing too fast to be cold while she rushed to the park. Almost surprisingly, not many people were around, but Kronii preferred less of a crowd when only a coat hid her scanty bra and panties from the public eye. To think, Shiori could have just asked her for more pictures like usual, which thrilled the blue-haired pervert more so at the thought of there being a surprise for her.

Lo and behold, Kronii could already see a bag in Shiori’s hands as the clock was surprised to see the archivist at the park so soon. As excited as the warden was, the dual-haired girl seemed even more interested in this outing, but Kronii didn’t want to betray her feelings too quickly as she raised her chin. “Kroniichiwa~ I’m a little surprised you wanted to meet so suddenly, but you’re lucky that a spot cleared up in my schedule.” Even if she was usually the more submissive, dependent one, it wasn’t like Kronii liked to make it easy for Shiori, especially on a special occasion like this.

No matter how smug she tried to act, the archivist didn’t even frown in response as Shiori opened her mouth. “As if you wouldn’t clear out your whole schedule for me, or do you prefer to keep this stuff online? After all, I don’t mind using this gift on someone else, like Nerissa would-” Despite know she jokingly started to turn away, Kronii’s hand grabbed Shiori’s wrist before she knew it, stopping the archivist in her tracks. “Oh? Does my little kitten have something to say? By the way, those ears are too adorable on you, so keep them on." Reflexively, the clock moved to take off the ears, but it was her turn to stop as she listened to Shiori’s orders.

“I just forgot to take them off, that’s all. And it was just a reflex to keep you here since I’m sure I’m the better blue woman than that wet cat."

“So my little kitty doesn’t want me to get her wet?"

"Wait wait wait wait wait! I didn’t- I mean, I… Come on, that’s not fair, man…” As perfect and witty as she liked to claim to be, something about Shiori’s teasing made Kronii clammer as she struggled to maintain any footing aside from complete submissiveness. Despite the briskness of the evening, Kronii felt how warm her cheeks were as she shifted in place, trying not to whimper because she knew that was what Shiori was aiming for. “But let’s just hear your surprise already, then.” She couldn’t keep her eyes off of the bag that Shiori was holding, especially when whatever was inside could be used on Nerissa as well.

And yet, Kronii really couldn’t keep her eyes off of what Shiori pulled out of the bag as the deep blue collar and matching leash were illuminated as the lamps in the park turned on. It was already getting that late, and there was little doubt anyone but herself and Shiori would be at the park, which meant that Kronii already understood the implications of the collar. “Oh geez, I didn’t know you wanted to be committed enough to get a dog together. I’m more of a cat person myself, you know.” The clock felt her dominance slipping as she tried to maintain any sort of leverage, and, luckily for her, Kronii’s coat hid the fact that her thighs were squeezing together at the sight of that collar.

Even worse for the dryness of her panties, the warden saw how wide the smirk was on Shiori’s face, and she couldn’t tell if she should be more worried or horny about it. “I thought it was obvious how much of a kitten you were, but you’re really not going to continue to play dumb, right? This is your last chance: Strip off your coat and get on your knees, sweetie, or else I’ll really make you beg if you ever want me to tease you again. You’re not the only girl I could walk around a park with a buttplug in her ass, you know~”

Once more, Kronii knew her various fellow idols were pitted against her as she tried to maintain her dignity, although it took her a moment to realize what Shiori said. “Did you just say a buttplug?...”

“Did I stutter? Or maybe you actually don’t want me to shove it way up your pooper?”

“N-no, I just…” The warden’s hand instinctively moved to cover her blushing cheeks as she turned away, feeling her panties grow just a touch more damp in the meantime. As much as she wanted to not act too shameless, her horniness was getting the best of her as she undid the buttons of her coat with her free hand. Slipping out each button felt like giving up more of what little independence she had left, but then again, this was pretty much what Kronii expected to happen. Perhaps not to the extent of a collar and buttplug, but her desperation got the best of her as her coat finally fell to the ground.

Right away, a whistle sounded from Shiori as Kronii couldn’t help but whimper. All the warden could do was let her face scrunch up in embarrassment as she revealed her cat-themed lingerie in the dim lighting of the park lamps. “There, this is what you wanted, right?” No matter what kind of pictures she previously sent to Shiori, doing this in public drove up the embarrassment level as Kronii did her best to cover her boobs and crotch, and she could see a particular fire in Shiori’s eyes at her shamefulness.

A soft humming came from the archivist as Kronii watched her close the distance between them, especially as Shiori toyed with the collar in her hands. “You know, I almost considered making you beg on your knees for this, but you’re too cute in your lingerie. I’m glad I made you come out here, so stand still and don’t try to fight back unless you want to go over my knee.” Immediately, the clock straightened and up in place as she was glad she had a hand covering her crotch. Otherwise, the stain at the front of her panties would reveal just how much of a fraud of a tsundere she was as Kronii felt her gulp all along her throat.

The soft leather of the collar pressed against her throat as Kronii tried her best to remain as still as she could, although her body couldn’t tell if it was more scared or turned on by feeling Shiori’s hands around her throat. Her hand kept the collar against her skin while her other hand reached behind the warden to fasten and tighten the choker, leaving even a single gulp to softly chime the attached bell. “Good girl~ And now, time for your other reward.” What Shiori pulled out wasn’t a surprise anymore, and Kronii almost felt like she could purr at the thought of enjoying such naughty fun like this, whether her body shivered from the cold or excitement. Finally, the archivist produced a cat tail from her bag, and the park lights reflected in the shine of the clean, unused plug. “Now, spit on it.”

Once more caught up in her horniness, Kronii took a moment to process what Shiori said as she blinked at the dual-haired girl. “What?”

“Spit on it.”

“That’s what I thought you said… but why?”

“How else am I going to shove it up your bootyhole? Or do you want it to go in dry?”

Blinking a few times at that suggestion, Kronii opened her mouth to respond, but it took her a moment. “Uh, n-no? Did you not bring like lube or something?!” Even with no one else around, the warden hesitated to raise her voice, but Shiori’s ideas kept getting the best of her.

“Ugh, fine, I guess we’ll have to do this the hard way.” Before the blue-haired girl could ask what ‘the hard way’ was, her collar was yanked down, and Kronii’s knees almost buckled as her couple of inches over Shiori turned into the archiver leering over her. Once more, she tried to open her mouth to speak, to object to this, but her words were halted by Shiori’s lips. Her collar was pulled again to keep her from pulling away, although Kronii only partially did so out of surprise from Shiori using her tongue to explore her mouth. Swapping spit was an understatement between the two girls, especially as the warden’s knees eventually gave out from under her.

However, the archivist didn’t stop making out with her as Kronii struggled not to completely collapse on her hands and knees, even if it meant falling prey to the pleasure of the kissing. She could feel the drool leaking at the corners of her mouth from such sloppy kissing, and it didn’t help that Shiori’s free hand pressed on either side of her cheeks. If Shiori wanted her to spit that badly, then the dual-haired girl was doing a good job, as Kronii couldn’t tell what spit was hers or Shiori’s at this point. All she could do was keep making out with her until Shiori let go of her cheeks and finally pulled away. As much as Kronii wanted to swallow the mix of saliva in her mouth, Shiori once again said, “Spit.”

The warden couldn’t help but feel like a whore as she spat onto the buttplug held in front of her, panting all the while to catch her breath as she ended up on her hands and knees. What Kronii didn’t realize was how perfect of a position it was for her mistress as she was too busy focusing on her breathing to stop Shiori from partially pulling down her panties and spreading her asscheeks. “Geez, it’s like Niagra Falls over here. If I didn’t know better from all of my teasing, I thought my little kitten needed a litter box. But oh well, at least you won’t need one if I do this~”

As much as Kronii tried to steel herself, there was no stopping the wave of teasing as she felt her own spit gliding around her asshole. Her nails dug into the ground from a mix of excitement and anticipation as the cold, wet metal rimmed her anus, waiting for it to go in while the warden fell the heaving of her chest with every breath. Any second now, and she’d have gone farther than her previous explorations with a finger or two, which only made it tougher as her butthole was suddenly fully spread. The whole plug was inserted into her anus in one fast push, leaving her to imagine the cat's tail limply hanging from her rear. The best the warden could do was bite her lip, although Kronii was almost worried about making her lip bleed while trying to handle the foreign feeling. A small whimple came from the clock as she stabilized her breathing, although she couldn’t stop her anus from clenching around the plug as Shiori pulled her panties back up. “There we go! One tail to match your lingerie and ears. How does that feel, hm?”

What could she even say? Kronii’s horniness over the situation was matched by the new sensation, as she wasn’t even one to play with her butthole very much before. Maybe sliding in a finger to mess around and experiment, but the plug uniquely excited her, especially as it added more to the pet play she couldn’t get enough of. “Just… j-just greeeaaat… I don’t know what to say about this, although you’ve got me plugged and on a leash now.”

“Oh wow, your observation skills are so good! If I had brought treats, I would’ve given some to you for that.” Time and time again, the warden couldn’t tell if some of Shiori’s comments were genuine or sarcastic. And yet, being demeaned in such a manner made her heart race as her pussy ached just a little more, and only more so as her ass got used to the plug inside of it. Not that she didn’t feel herself clenching now and then, but if she didn’t focus too much, it was like it almost wasn’t there! Sort of… But there was no time to get used to her buttplug as she felt Shiori yanking on her collar.

For a moment, Kronii almost thought to return to her feet, but being on her hands and knees was already perfect for a discord kitten like herself. Just that thought already had some dampness running down her thigh, making her almost wish she had worn a pad if she knew she’d end up leaking this much. Back at her place, she could easily masturbate on her own or with permission from Shiori, but currently, Kronii was at the mercy of the archivist as the cement dug against her palms and knees.

All the while, the warden could feel the buttplug shifting in her asshole with every step she took, to the point that Kronii made sure not to bite her lip or the insides of her cheeks to avoid accidentally making herself bleed from enduring the mix of pleasure and plain. If someone an hour ago had told her she’d be walked like a dog in lingerie this evening, she would have laughed at their ridiculousness before enjoying those thoughts during a long shower, but this was her reality now as she softly heard Shiori coo “What a good girl. A shame I forgot treats, although I’m sure I can make it up to you. We just have to find a good place to rest.”

“Well, surely we can find a be- GWAAKK!” Suddenly, Kronii felt her hair pulled back and tears formed at the corners of her eyes from the painful surprise. Her anus only gripped harder against her buttplug as Shiori lifted her up by her hair, leaving the clock to rest on her knees while her bent arms looked like a begging animal.

“Did I say you could speak? Here I call you a ‘good girl’ when you can’t even meow like a proper cat. Come on, try it out~”

Wincing as she was held in that position, Kronii was a little more aware of the collar around her throat as she felt Shiori’s nails dig into her scalp. “M-me… meow…”

“Again. Cuter this time.”

“M-meow!”

“Cuter~”

“N-nya… Nyaaaaaaaa!” Huffing and puffing as she cried out to the nearly-empty park, the clock panted out of embarrassment as Shiori finally let go of her hair, and Kronii fell back onto her hands. Her thighs trembled from the shame of being forced into that position and made to do something as humiliating as that, although she wasn’t the only one to notice the leaks down her thighs.

With her head hanging from the sudden exhaustion, Kronii could see the tiny puddle built up under her. As much as she loathed to admit it, that turned her on a little too much, and it appeared she wasn’t the only one to notice. “Aww, did that excite my little kitten too much? Come on, if you’re that desperate, I had somewhere in mind to bring you.” Somewhere in particular, eh? As much as it interested the clock as her leash was yanked on and they started moving again, something about Shiori’s plans worried her, especially as they neared the further end of the park.

For a moment, Kronii opened her mouth to bring up how there wasn’t much more of the park to walk around in, especially as her asshole started to feel sore from all of the movement. Instead, she mentally corrected herself and gave a soft “Nyaa?” to get Shiori’s attention.

“Just a little further. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine~” But would she? Immediately, Kronii could see neon glow among the dark streams as concrete turned to asphalt. Her knees would kill her in the morning, and so would her asshole as her panties gave up trying to absorb whatever juices were leaking out of her at this point. She wasn’t full-on dripping like just before, but beads of wetness ran down either of her thighs as they kept going on, all until Kronii accidentally bumped into Shiori.

Before she knew it, the warden saw their destination: A photobooth. These kinds of things didn’t particularly interest her, but Shiori still pulled on her leash as Kronii scuttled into the booth. These were bigger than she thought, especially with a bench in the back where Shiori moved toward. However, before sitting down, the archivist dropped the leash and removed her dress. Just looking at Shiori’s large ass made Kronii’s thighs clamp together as it almost felt like she needed to pee, but she knew it was a much naughtier feeling instead as black lacy panties adorned her kouhai’s big booty. Shiori’s breasts were also something for her to gawk at when a similarly designed bra somehow managed to keep them contained within those pairs of cups.

Then again, there was more for Kronii to ogle as Shiori turned around to sit down on the bench, and the warden felt herself drooling over the sight of such a large cock. Immediately, she felt her asshole clenching multiple times against the buttplug as her heart raced at the sheer size of it. There had to be at least half a foot of penis towering in front of her, probably closer to eight or nine inches, but Kronii couldn’t tell if her pussy or asshole ached more for it.

Without realizing it right away, the warden almost didn’t notice she had reflexively sat her ass on the floor of the photobooth, although she didn’t dare move yet without permission from Shiori. The goth girl let her cock gently wave between them, softly throbbing now and then as Kronii felt her anus throbbing, even if she resisted the urge to play with the front of her panties. Every sensation from the plug was enough of a tease already for the clock, all while she lusted over Shiori’s cock from mere feet away.

With one last gulp, Kronii looked at Shiori’s smug face, and the archivist finally patted the top of each thigh. “C’mere, sit on my lap~” Excitement overtook the desperate warden, and she rushed onto Shiori’s lap without even taking off her panties, instead pulling them to the side. There was no hesitation at all in Kronii’s heart nor her pussy as the latter wrapped itself around Shiori’s penetrative penis, already riding it like a bitch in heat. Shiori’s giggling contrasted with the warden’s horniness, especially as Kronii grunted when her mistress reached around to grab near the base of her tail.

The sensations on either side of her hips stunned the clock momentarily, and her body fell toward Shiori, only for Shiori’s free hand to cup one of her breasts. With as dominant as her mistress was, Kronii felt her nipple slip between two of the archivist’s fingers as the warden’s thighs seized up from the squeeze. “Gw-gwaaaak!” Her eyes partially rolled back as Kronii felt herself squirting past Shiori’s cock, just in time for a flash to blind her in the booth. As her body twitched from ecstasy, Kronii was ready for round too, but she blinked a few times first. “What… what was that? Are the lights broken or something?”

“Did my pwetty wittle kitty forget where we are? A photo booth is rigged to take photos, and your orgasming made the perfect shot~” Amidst her excitement, those implications had been lost on the warden as the climax slowly wore off, although she was still softly bouncing on Shiori’s cock while catching her breath. Meanwhile, the archivist moved her hands to the clock’s hips, stroking her fingers as Kronii fidgeted in place. “Are you satisfied now? Or does my good little girl want to keep going?”

For a moment, Kronii looked behind her, where she assumed the camera was, but her choice was pretty much made for her when she left her house. “N-nyaa…” With a slight nod, the warden wanted more, although she didn’t expect the sudden turning of her hips. Instead of trying to fight back, she let Shiori flip her body around, almost surprised at the strength of the archivist. That amazement was compounded when she heard a grunt from Shiori, and suddenly, Kroni found herself lifted with her penetrated pussy on display. Before she knew it, the clock was in a full Nelson pose as Shiori kept on fucking her.

Multiple flashes went off in front of the stunned warden, and Kronii felt like a broken clock after realizing just how many pictures Shiori was taking of her. For as much pleasure as she got from being fucked so aggressively like this, feeling her pussy and asshole rocked over and over again, the shame hit her hard as she did her best to use her hands to cover her face. However, that meant she wasn’t covering her tits as each booby flopped up and down against her body with every thrust from the dual-haired girl. Truly, Kronii understood why Shiori was an archivist, as every thrust was immortalized with every flash, especially as her body seized up once more.

At this point, the warden wasn’t even in control of herself as she reached another orgasm, especially with her anus clenching tightly against the buttplug. All the while, she tried not to let herself get too lost in the orgasm, but Kronii couldn’t stop herself as another loud “Gwaaaaak!” burst forth from her. It only lasted a few seconds, but the clock felt herself squirting more than usual and even saw a clear stream gush out in front of her, and another flash resounded in the booth before she finished letting loose from her second climax. Indulgence intertwined with humiliation, especially when she felt Shiori grip her body even harder.

There was only one reason Shiori would do that, and Kronii felt a strong, final thrust into her pussy before she felt something pulse through the archivist’s cock. Everything down there was wet enough, especially after her own squirting, but a strong warmth bloomed as she felt Shiori cum inside of her. With her head hanging from exhaustion, she managed to see some of the whiteness leaking out past Shiori’s girth, although her body relaxed a little too much when her asshole finally gave out as well. Kronii’s buttplug popped out and fell limply onto the floor of the photo booth as semen ran down the lower part of her ass and dripped onto the well-used object below her.

After all of their fucking, Shiori pulled her cock out of the clock as they both tumbled back onto the bench and now Kronii was transitioned to more of a princess carry in the archivist’s arms. “There, there. You did a very good job, and I hope you had a good time tonight. Heh, time~”

With Shiori humming to herself, Kronii rested against the dual-haired girl as she didn’t have the energy to keep up her usual tsundere act. “Nyaa…”

“You can use your big girl words now, sweetie. After all, you don’t even have your buttplug in anymore!”

“I could tell that I couldn’t hold it in!” Flaring out her nose, Kronii’s bashfulness returned as the archivist’s teasing was always effective against her. As much as she tried to prove herself to be dominant around other girls, Shiori somehow managed to be one of the few for whom she had a strong weakness. At the very least, Shiori didn’t make her eat spicy noodles like a certain senpai of hers, but then again, losing like this to her kouhai was shameful as it was. Which, speaking of… “I, uh… I just realized… You didn’t wear a condom, did you?”

“Nope!”

“O-oh…” With her mouth hanging open a little, Kronii let her head hang as she realized what might happen now. “I’m gonna be pregnant…”

“There, there. I’m sure our kids will be adorable with their three-toned hair!” The warden was pulled into a hug by the archivist as she struggled with the weight of what would happen now. A simple date turned wearing kitty lingerie, having a buttplug shoved up her ass, and then being fucked to the point of squirting and impregnation as pictures were taken of her. Even as Shiori Novella softly pet her hair while cradling her, Ouro Kronii couldn’t believe their relationship had gone this far already, especially as she couldn’t tell if the wetness at her pussy was from the excitement of what more was to come or if some cum was still leaking out of her…

-GDresser