Bad Bunny...


Edging was no longer a punishment to me, but rather, something that I would now indulge in. It's only been a few weeks… but, I hate to admit, that I miss Ahri. I miss her antics and how she treated me… So, I used the phone in the mansion's library and called her up.

"Hey, Ahri…" I muttered into the phone, waiting for her response.

"Riven?" Ahri asked. "Hey…"

"Hey…" I repeated, blushing as I coiled the phone's cord around my finger while I spoke. "Are you busy right now?"

Today was Saturday, and I remembered that she doesn't work Saturdays.

"No." Ahri answered. "Why?"

"Can you come over?" I asked. "Please?"

"...Already miss me?" She laughed.

"Y-yeah…" I sighed. "I want to play with you."

"Hmm… sure." Ahri said.

"C-can you bring a few things?" I asked. "I want you to… edge me."

"Ha…" Ahri agreed. "Sure."

"C-can you come right now, too?" I asked.

"Of course, slut." Ahri said. "Where would you like to meet?"

"I'll be in my room…" I stated. "It says my name on the door."

"Okay…" Ahri replied. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

"O-okay." I said with a smile. "I'll be waiting."

"Hey, Riven." Ahri called my name before I was about to hang up.

"Yeah?" I responded.

"Put on your bunny outfit for me." Ahri requested. "Even though I'll be taking it off of your beautiful body once I get there."

"Okay." I chuckled, biting my bottom lip to help deal with my arousal. "Bye..."

I then hung up the phone, and took a deep breath of air. I could feel my excitement running down my thighs in anticipation, the sun catching the wet sheen against the skin underneath my French Maid's skirt as I strutted through the library, and made way to my room.

I removed my French Maid uniform, and watched myself in the mirror. I couldn't wait to see how I would look once Ahri was done with me… I shook my head, breaking free of my temporary trance before I searched through my drawers and pulled out the pieces to my bunny costume.

I put on my one-piece, purple corset, it sitting tight around my curves as I filled it almost too well. I made sure to not put on the pantyhose, as Ahri preferred seeing me without them. My feet slipped into my pink heels, and then I put on my bunny ears, a smile on my face as I sat down on my bed and waited like the slutty bunny-maid that I am.

The growing arousal between my thighs was nearly a pond by the time I heard three knocks on my door. I stood up and gulped, walking towards the door before opening it.

"Hey." Ahri smiled down at me, a black, reusable grocery bag slung over her shoulder.

Ahri was wearing a salmon-coloured, short dress. Her firm nipples left impressions in the fabric, and I could see the bottom of her rear poking out. She should've at least taken the courtesy to wear undergarments with such a scantily-clad garment...

She walked into the room and I shut the door and locked it. And as I was doing so, I felt her nails sink into my backside.

"I miss this…" Ahri chuckled. "You have such a nice ass…"

I blushed, and tried to hide the smile on my lips as I turned around, but she saw straight through it.

"You've changed." Ahri commented. "You're like Nidalee and I."

I didn't say anything.

"Evelynn told me that you were begging to be put back into a chastity belt, but Evelynn didn't want to do it because when she re-belted Nidalee, she barely paid attention to her work." Ahri explained. "So she took her belt back after a few days, and the same exact thing happened to you."

"I'm tired of cumming." I stated. "I can't stop myself. I have no restraint. No control. That's why I need you."

Ahri laughed, and shook her head. She put the bag down onto the floor, and then turned to look at me, a fire in her eyes as her lips were curved seductively. I watched her breasts bounce as she marched towards me, my feet taking me backwards before I was stopped by the dresser behind me.

Her body came against mine, her right thigh between my legs as my wetness was against her skin. She shook her head in pity, moving one of her hands to hold my backside as the other went to lift my chin so that we would remain eye-to-eye. And then she sunk her head, pressing her lips against mine, applying more weight against me as I was now pinned against the wood of my furniture.

I closed my eyes, and I had the faintest little smile as Ahri pulled at my bottom lip with her own. I was melting, curling my toes up in my heels as her fingers sunk further into my rear. The sounds of her lips kissing mine filled the room, as well as the sound of footsteps passing by my door every now and again as they had no clue what was happening behind it.

Ahri released my smirk from her mouth and looked down at me, my eyes meeting hers with a flustered gaze. I bit my bottom lip, and the smile was no longer hideable, Ahri shaking her head as she took a step back. My eyes rolled against her body, watching how the pink dress wrapped her curves almost too well.

She had it too, the look of desperation…

I watched as her hands moved to the hem of her dress, rolling it up her thick, succulent thighs before it was over her head and then gently let down onto my mirror. I was drooling, staring at her in awe, remembering all the good times me and her had, and how much I miss them.

"Turn around." Ahri ordered. "Slut."

I nodded my head, and turned around. Her footsteps approached me from behind, and then I could feel her warmth as her breasts were pressed against the revealed skin of my back. In front of me was a large mirror which was attached to my dresser, and in it, I could see a beautiful reflection; the flustered face of a slutty bunny-maid with her bewitching master behind her.

Ahri's hand pushed against my back, forcing my upper body down onto my dresser before I felt another come against my rear. I closed my eyes for a second, my lips twisting into a wide grin as her nails bit into the flesh of my backside.

"I can't get enough of you…" Ahri laughed, undoing what held my one-piece corset against my body.

I felt the air against my sweaty skin, and now we were both naked; pink heels on both our feet as they clicked against the wooden floor, Ahri's hand around my wrist as she guided me to my own bed. She threw me upon it, and I felt so delicate as she looked down at me with her demeaning smile, both hands on her hips before she climbed onto the bed herself.

She laid me down onto my back, resting my head down onto a pillow as I gave her free reign with my body. I looked down at her, and I could see Ahri sitting between my legs, resting back onto her elbows before she moved forward a little bit, her left leg over my right, and her right underneath my left, before our southern lips kissed...

"H-have you ever heard of a sexfight?" Ahri asked as she got more comfortable, applying more pressuring against my pelvis with her own.

I shook my head. Despite how much I love being fucked and locked up and edged and destroyed… I'm still an innocent girl that knows nothing of sex. Kind of.

"No." I breathed, grinding my teeth in anticipation as I was waiting for her to start grinding against me.

"The first to cum, loses." She stated, a wicked grin coming over her face before she moved herself against me.

"Ah…" I breathed, cut short of breath as the pleasure momentarily overwhelmed me.

I closed my eyes and caught myself, my fingers gathering up the white bedsheets beneath us before I reopened them. I glared over at Ahri, and she furrowed her brows at me. My head shook side to side, and then I chuckled, because little did Ahri know, is that I've never lost a fight before.

My hands clutched onto the bedsheets even further, nearly pulling them out from underneath Ahri as I started to forcefully grind my pussy against hers. I rose my back from the sheets, nearly sitting on top of Ahri's womanhood as I became the dominant one.

"Ah, Riven." Ahri muttered, dropping her head down onto the blankets beneath her as she shook her head. "God… Oh…"

I laughed, and licked my lips, watching those rose-tinted cheeks of hers as she closed her eyes and moaned. It was getting loud in my tiny, hot bedroom, our skin chafing together, the bed squeaking, and our voices expressing our pleasure all adding up. But, I didn't care. I knew the consequences for having sex in this filthy mansion, for being caught doing so was a chastity belt; and that was no punishment for the likes of me…

My white teeth sunk into my bottom lip as I rolled my eyes up into the back of my head, my face contorted by the ecstasy overcoming me as I couldn't control my hips, or anything else for that matter. I was a sweaty mess atop Ahri, our hips pushing against each other as I moved to hold onto her left leg, wrapping my right arm underneath her knee and around her thigh.

There was this slight, little doubt inside of me, telling me that I was going to lose. But I couldn't stop. Not now. I couldn't let Ahri know she was going to win, and besides, she might be at her limits, too. So I did what was best for the both of us, letting my carnal desires control my body as it rolled my hips, and ground my pussy against her, with fervor.

"Ah!" I cried out, closing my eyes as I was right there; on the brink of climax.

It took everything within me to stop. Not once, have I spent so much energy to do a single action before. I was panting heavily, my chest heaving as I opened my eyes to see Ahri staring at me, tilting her head quizzically as she furrowed her brows before a simper came upon her lips.

"Good…" Ahri muttered, the simper on her lips growing into a grin as she started to move her hips against my idle ones. "Edge yourself."

I quivered, and clenched my teeth, curling my hands and toes up as my eyes went shut. I was going to cum, and I was almost furious with that. I wanted to win, and I hated that I wasn't!

"Oh…" I breathed with my mouth open and my tongue sticking out, my eyes facing the ceiling as I went silent.

And then I showered Ahri's pussy with my own cum, shuddering as my grip around her thigh weakened before I let myself fall down onto the sheets between her thighs.

"You lose." Ahri laughed, sitting up and pressing her thighs together.

Her cheeks were redder than ever, and she had this slutty, impatient look on her face.

"I'm sorry." I muttered. And I did this because I knew she wanted to lose. I could see it on her face.

"For?" Ahri asked.

And before I could respond, a recognizable voice behind my door answered her question instead.

"For not inviting me!" It exclaimed.

Both Ahri and I paused, but then an eager and enticing look took over Ahri's face as she got off the bed and walked towards the door. Her hand grabbed the brass knob, and then she turned it to the side before pulling it towards herself.

Nidalee, wearing her French Maid uniform, walked into the room, and Ahri locked the door behind her. Just exactly like I did when Ahri was entering this room ten minutes ago.

"Sorry for interrupting…" Nidalee began to speak, blushing as she brought her hands to fists by her sides. "But, I couldn't help but overhear you two from down the hall…"

"...And you want to join in, yes?" Ahri asked with a smile, looking down at the Bad Kitty.

Nidalee nodded her head.

"About time." Ahri laughed. "I've been waiting to get you between my legs ever since we first met!"

Nidalee gave a weak smile as Ahri's hand came around her throat, and then that weak smile faded away into a worried expression with furrowed eyebrows. I disapprovingly shook my head as I watched this, knowing that Nidalee was just putting on a facade. I know how much of a slut that woman is by now. I've experienced it myself.

Ahri brought Nidalee towards me, and then sat her down onto the edge of the bed with me sitting beside her. Then with a hand on her hip again, she spoke to us.

"Eat me." Ahri ordered. "That's my reward for winning."

Nidalee and I looked over at each other, and it was a little funny, because we both knew, without saying anything to each other, that this was what we wanted. I watched as Ahri walked forward, and then Nidalee extended her arms out, and held the vixen's backside within her hands. She pulled Ahri closed towards herself, and the two women met eyes before Nidalee shoved her head between Ahri's thighs.

"Oh…" Ahri moaned, placing both her hands atop Nidalee's black tresses.

Nidalee's eyes went shut as she dug into my master, a satisfied moan in her throat as she enjoyed her taste. I felt a little envious watching this, and Ahri looked over at me through the corner of her eye. Without saying anything, she invited me to join in.

I smiled, and got off my bed. I moved behind Ahri, and then fell onto my knees, moving forward before I placed two hands on her rear cheeks and spread them. I heard her chuckle as I closed in onto her rear with my face, feeling her warmth as my tongue left my mouth and moved against her smaller hole.

"Mm…" Ahri purred, chuckling as I felt her body shake.

My fingers came over Nidalee's, and we didn't bother to move them away. We both indulged with the vixen between us, her white tails resting atop my bunny ears as she was writhing from our well-honed oral ministrations.

"Oh, god!" Ahri moaned. "Agh-huh!"

And then I could hear the sound of Nidalee's wet mouth eating up Ahri's pussy get louder, and that gave me motive to put in more effort myself. The both of us continued to devour the vixen, our tongues bringing her to a pitiful climax so that she could bathe Nidalee with her fruition.

I removed myself from Ahri's rear, sitting down onto the back of my heels as I could hear Nidalee lap up her juices. With shaky legs, Ahri walked out of my view, letting me see Nidalee whose faces was glistening in Ahri's cum, a pleased smile on her lips as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Hagh…" Ahri breathed, licking her lips as she fell onto the bed beside Nidalee before laying down. "I'm exhausted."

I laughed, and then remembered that Ahri brought a bag.

"What did you bring?" I asked Ahri.

"Toys." Ahri answered. "In case we needed them."

I laughed again and shook my head, realizing that toys wouldn't be needed, especially with three, slutty girls…

"Ahri…" Nidalee said. "Come to my room before you leave… I've got to speak with you."

"Okay…" Ahri answered, sitting up before looking over at Nidalee.

Nidalee began to blush, and looked down at her thighs which were tightly pressed together. She still hasn't had a single finger laid upon her; still dressed in her French Maid uniform.

"And bring the bag." Nidalee ordered…


Author's Note:

Commissioned by Arashii-san.