Legend of Siberia
Part 21
by Neoraichu
This story is rated 'M' for Gratuitous Kink. Tigress X 'OC'.
WARNING: This is a strange tale, so READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
…
Tigress was wondering how she was getting into these messes, and by these messes, it was how she was getting affectionate kissing and fondling from an oh so grateful Song while slowly and surely being stripped once piece at a time. And of course, being fair minded, Song removed something from herself for each piece she removed from Tigress, not that Tigress found that all that comforting.
But once Tigress was pinned to the bed under Song, she felt too... awkward... to interrupt Song's show of gratitude and appreciation by raining on her parade. She straddled Tigress, her hips hovering over the 'stunned' Tigress by a few inches. The kisses that came down on Tigress like a gentle rain were kind of hard to turn away from. They came down on her face, head, neck and even her upper chest. And the way she was nibbling at Tigress' earlobes and wiggling the tip of her tongue in Tigress' ears was making her ready to just melt into a puddle of blushing goo.
Song showed that she was ready for the main event when she cupped one hand behind Tigress' head and put a long, deep, hot French kiss on the blushing tigress. Her tongue slipped deep into her heroine's mouth to the point of tickling Tigress' tonsils... or at least it felt that way to Tigress. Even their teeth seemed to be nearly interlocked as their lips were. It seemed that Song's intentions were to arouse them both, and it seemed to be working rather well in both of their cases.
By the time Song had got around to slipping her finger through Tigress' nether lips and into her pussy, it was already hot and wet enough for the disturbance to almost go unnoticed by her. It was mainly the thrusting back and forth along with the wiggling of said finger that made Tigress realized just what Song was doing down between her legs. She could almost feel her juices leaking out around Song's probing finger.
But with the seemingly endless lip lock and French kiss from Song in effect, any objection came out as unintelligible moans that some might have taken as further moans of pleasure. And with Song finger humping Tigress, it probably wasn't far from the facts. In spite of her objections, her body seemed to be rather enjoying all of the attention it was getting. It was practically running on autopilot. Her tail was whipping back and forth like she was a happy dog.
Sometime during all this, Tigress had looped her legs over Song's back to that her heels were resting on Song's butt cheeks. It made it all the easier to thrust her finger ever deeper into Tigress' dripping love hole. In fact, it was simple enough to thrust another finger into Tigress' anus as well. The wiggling fingers seemed to be working together to find and press Tigress' internal pressure point: A point the could only be effectively manipulated internally, and from two sides at once.
It proved to be just too much for Tigress to take, so she orgasmed on Song's fingers. Flexing her legs, she drove her crotch and stomach up against the similar parts of Song. The orgasm dragged on for minute after minute as Song kept up the pressure in the internal pressure point. It was the fact that their teeth were interlocked, preventing either of them from biting down, that made sure they would both leave the encounter with their tongues intact.
Then Song withdrew her fingers, pulled back her tongue, and sat up on Tigress' loins so they could both breath deeply by their mouths. So they could both recharge their bodies with oxygen and chi.
"Thank you for everything you've done," said Song breathlessly, "and everything you might well do for me in the future." She dragged her fingers down Tigress' chest, using just enough of her claws for Tigress to definitely feel it. Then she backed herself to the edge of the bed, letting Tigress' legs be shed from her back, and then leaned down far enough to lick Tigress' dripping pussy clean, as well as her still fairly erect clit.
"Song," panted Tigress, "You don't really have to... It's not necessary..."
"Oh I feel I must show you exactly how grateful I am," panted Song, "Just how much I appreciate one of my greatest heroes."
...
Tigress slipped into the relatively dark cottage to try and get some sleep as Siberia ordered, but she just couldn't tell how long Song had entertained her. But she wasn't even surprised to find that Siberia was still up and waiting for her, meditating in a lotus position in the middle of her bed. It was apparent by her nudity that she wasn't expecting to be disturbed by anyone other than Tigress.
"It's lucky you came in just now," said Siberia, "I was just about to go looking for..." But she suddenly stopped talking, smirked, and choked as if she were trying desperately not to laugh out loud.
"Master?!" she asked in disbelief, "What's so funny?!"
Siberia tried to explain, but couldn't form words without breaking into laughter, so she passed a lit candle and a mirror to Tigress instead. So when Tigress looked at herself in the mirror, she suddenly realized that Song must have liberally stained her lips prior to going on her kissing spree. Her entire face, neck, and the visible parts of her upper chest were covered with red impressions of Song's lips as they had kissed her. Even Tigress' lips were stained that red color from being kissed on the lips for so long and so completely, leaving her to wonder just how much stain Song actually managed to apply without drawing attention to herself.
"Oh no," moaned Tigress with great feeling, "This is going to take a week to come out! If Po sees me like this, he'll never let me live this down! Neither will Monkey nor Manta! Maybe even Crane will tease me about this!"
Siberia could finally no longer hold it all in. She bust out in laughter.
"Master!" scowled Tigress, "This isn't funny!"
She crumbled like a brick wall without mortar in an earthquake, laughing all the harder as she rolled onto her back. Her arms wrapped over her stomach as if attempting to contain her guts, which felt like they could just bust from her abdomen at any moment. She laughed so hard, she closed her eyes from the tears that were leaking out. A true belly laugh.
Tigress was blushing furiously. She seemed so embarrassed that she could have just fainted away with the least little provocation.
So she did the first thing she thought of to get her Master to be quiet: She crawled onto the bed and gave her own French kiss to Siberia quite by surprise. Her tongue had slipped into her Master's mouth almost before she was aware it was happening. Siberia wasn't exactly opposed to Tigress' method of quieting her. It was rather pleasurable, after all.
But finally, she gripped Tigress' shoulders and pushed her up. It was enough to break the kiss. "Forgive me, Tigress," she said as she calmed down, "It wasn't fair or proper of me to laugh at you so. But... I couldn't help myself... I've never seen such a thing in my life. Then you made such a face with you scolded me and told me 'This isn't funny!' I... didn't mean to disrespect you... student."
"That's alright, Master," said Tigress with with a light blush, "I... overreacted... when you laughed at me. Sticking my tongue in your mouth was the... only thing I could... think of as... uh... an acceptable form of protest..."
Siberia sighed.
"Is something wrong?"
"I don't know if I can be your teacher," said Siberia quietly.
"What!?"
There was an awkward moment of silence as Siberia gathered her thoughts. "Because a Master is not supposed to train a student... if they're also in love with each other. It's tradition, Tigress."
"That mainly applies to men and women," said Tigress, "because it would be socially awkward for a woman and man to train if the woman is pregnant. It also complicates their relationship if they're also married. I don't think there's any reason that two women in love can't have a good Master/student relationship."
"I guess I've never had it quite explained to me that way, Tigress," said Siberia.
"So I beg you, let me remain your student."
"I love you, and teaching you would make me the happiest Master in the world."
"Oh thank you!" cried Tigress as she glomp-hugged her Master.
...
Meanwhile, back at the Jade Palace, Master Podacious (aka Po) was training his 'new students'. He had assembled them all in the mechanical training room to 'test their potential' before he got down to more serious lessons.
'I could get used to this,' he thought as he walked down the line, looking them over one at a time.
The first in line was Student Shifu, mainly because his age gave him seniority over the others. He stood stock still with his back straight and eyes forward.
"You look well today," said the 'Master', "Keeping yourself groomed and fed properly?"
"Of course, Master," replied Shifu, "It would be disrespectful to do anything less."
"And since you are the most responsible student, I'm making you head of the Furious Five. In the field, you will command the others and be ultimately responsible for them."
"Thank you, Master," he replied, "I hope I never let you down."
"You might have failures, but I doubt you could ever really let me down."
Shifu bowed without comment before Po moved on to the next student in line, who happened to be Monkey. Po had given him new clothing that was flat black in color, and covered much more of his body to the point of having a hood and scarf over his mouth, just leaving his nose and eyes visible.
"Have you been practicing your night maneuvers, Banana Splits?"
"Yes Master," he replied, "but could you tell me again why I have this name?"
"Well, it has appeal for one." Groans all around. "But for another, it's your job to make the enemy slip up, and then split." More groans all around. "Besides, you were still a little green when I found you."
"How does that even matter?"
"Well, it doesn't really," admitted Po, "I just wanted to say it."
"Uh-huh..."
"And remember, you're the first leader under Student Shifu. If anything happens to him, you're the next in the command chain. I expect you to take your responsibilities seriously."
"I will, Master."
He moved on to the next one down the line: Crane. He was standing comfortably one one leg, with the other leg bent up into his body with his foot ahead and his knee back.
"How's it shakin, Stick Legs?"
"I am shaking it well, Master," replied Crane evenly.
"If you continue improving at this rate, I could make you third field commander in charge of the Furious Five."
"I shall strive to become better."
"See to it."
He moved on to the next one down the line: Viper. She was coiled around herself with only her head poking up from the middle of her own piled up body.
"Snake in the Grass. Baby," he mused aloud.
"Yes Master?" she asked.
"Please be mindful of where you're shedding your skin, would you?"
"I apologize, Master."
"I'm not... mad. Just try not to let it happen again, okay?"
"Yes Master."
"And one more thing..."
"Yes Master?"
"Please stop trying to eat Chimney Cricket. I keep telling you, he's a teammate, not your dinner."
"Very sorry, Master... He's just so much fun to play with... I get carried away sometimes..."
"I'm not sure he see it the same way."
"That is something I should consider more."
"Indeed."
Po left Viper to contemplate his words while he moved on to the last: Mantis.
"Yo, Chimney Cricket," he began, "Uh... How's your evasion training going?"
"You mean my efforts not to be eaten by Snake in the Grass? Just great. I'm still here, aren't I?"
"Then you must be doing well."
"Isn't there an easier way to do this?!"
To emphasize the point, he jumped upwards just in time to avoid a lunging bite from Viper, who recoiled right back to the place she started from. She then looked around with the 'completely innocent' looking 'Who? Me?' expression on her face. It was then her turn to leap upwards just in time to avoid a lunging bite from Crane. After landing back in place, she just looked at Crane with a wide-eyed stare bordering on fear, but Mantis managed to smirk.
"What?" asked Crane, "Don't you know wild cranes eat snakes?"
"Well..." she stammered, "You're... you're no wild crane!"
"You're no wild snake either."
"Wait! What?" she asked, "No no, I'm not going to eat Chimney Cricket! I promise! I... I'm just playing around with him! I swear!"
"Yeah," said Mantis, "just... playful training... I know she doesn't really mean it... right?"
"Right right," she answered quickly.