Krystal contemplated how the next session would go. She loved bondage. She found a strange sense of power knowing she could Fox to do things to her. She loved the control.
She hoped Fox would be ready for round two tonight. If not, she had toys he could use on her.
What would be the next step, though? Anal, with a strap-on if he's still too spent from the previous session. She'd also have to be gagged, forcing her to rely on her seldom-used telepathy. Maybe she'd introduce him to one of her other fetishes. She had a fetish for business suits.
She had a business suit in the closet. It was a men's suit, consisting of a white shirt, black jacket and pants, and a tie. At her previous job, she insisted on wearing a men's suit. She felt women's suits weren't as professional since they covered less.
Perfect. They could role-play he was a corrupt emperor and she was his business-suited slave. Her character did "government work", hence the suit. He'd have her bound, gagged and possibly hooded. The fantasy made her groan in frustration, but in a good way.
She left the room and sat down to watch television in the living room. A half-hour later, Fox returned home from his jog.
"Ready for the next session?" Krystal asked with a smile.
"I'm ready if you are." Fox replied with a faux smile. While he enjoyed the last session, he was afraid of how far she wanted him to go. He couldn't refuse, though. His attempt to remove her from Star Fox for her own safety did not go well. Long story short, it ended with their retirement. Well, less of a retirement and more of a lifetime ban. They were lucky they weren't stuck with the repair and medical bills.
Though "crazy Krystal" did turn him on. Not as much as "helpless Krystal". The thought of Krystal trusting him enough to tie her up and have his way with her was enough for him to get his nerve back.
"What do you have planned for this session?" Fox asked eagerly.
"You remember my old loin cloth?" Krystal asked.
"The one we washed earlier?"
"I want you to wear it, my Cerinian emperor." Krystal said seductively, "And I want my emperor to come in when I'm ready and have his way with me."
Fox ran outside to the clothesline and grabbed it. He then ran inside and quickly got undressed, leaving his clothes in the basket by the washing machine. He then donned the loincloth.
It wasn't too tight. Contrary to popular opinion, Fox wasn't exactly muscular. He was strong and fit, but his muscles were trained for endurance rather than power. He was just a pair of breasts away from looking like an orange Krystal.
Krystal, meanwhile, had been busy setting up the bondage gear. There was lube. a cockgag, gimp hood, handcuffs, strap-on, and even a belt for if her emperor wanted to go the extra, pain-filled mile. She then got dressed in her suit, complete with assless pants. Grabbing a pencil and piece of paper, she wrote down the kinky scenario and taped it to the outside of the door. Then she got busy preparing herself.
She sent a quick telepathic message to Fox to test her ability. Rusty, but it would work. She gagged herself and donned the hood, zipping and buckling it in the back. She then got on the bed and telepathically told Fox to come in.
Fox hurried into the room, reading the note as he closed the door behind him. He smirked as he put the note down and handcuffed Krystal's hands behind her back and pushed her onto the bed.
Krystal telepathically pleaded to Fox not to hold back. This was her fantasy and she didn't want it ruined. Fox grabbed the belt and experimentally struck Krystal's ass with just enough force for her to feel it. Krystal grew impatient and telepathically told him to strike her harder.
Fox struck her harder, making her grunt in pain and pleasure. Her body craved the same pleasure she was going to give Fox, but the timer on her chastity belt lock still had at least several hours left on it. Fox struck her as repeatedly, making her frustration grow unbearable.
Fox donned the strap-on, lubricated it, and then proceeded to penetrate the only available hole on her body. Krystal squealed as he started thrusting faster and deeper. After about a half-hour, Fox pulled out and removed the strap-on.
"Did you enjoy that" Fox asked as he unlocked her handcuffs. Krystal nodded, making Fox smile.
"Let's cuddle on the couch and maybe find a movie to watch." Fox suggested. Krystal followed Fox to the living room, watching his ass as it moved underneath her old loincloth. She had to admit he looked hot in her tribal wear. He looked hot in anything, but he seemed especially attractive wearing something so simple and feminine.
Krystal wondered what they were going to watch. She hoped it was something very adult. She didn't care if it was a lesbian flick as long as she could smell those sexy pheromones of his. To her disappointment, it was a tame romance movie.