"Okay, Gardenia," the Gym Leader of Eterna City muttered to herself, slapping herself lightly across her cheeks with both hands in an effort to psyche herself up for what was to come. "You can do this… you can do this… can I do this…? Yes! Yes, I can do this. You've been a pansy for too long now! It's time that you grew up and conquered your childish little terrors."
But despite her words, the moment the forbidding structure of the Old Chateau loomed into view from out of the mist, she felt her knees knocking.
"Oh, this is just ridiculous," she whined to herself. "What is there to be so afraid of anyway?!"
To be completely fair to Gardenia, she wasn't the only person in Eterna City who found the manor house on the outskirts of their hometown to be creepy as hell. Most people tended to avoid the place, getting the shivers whenever they knowingly got within a mile of it. It had been abandoned for as long as anyone could remember and it was starting to fall into disrepair. But those who had been brave enough to go and check it out reported that the place was absolutely riddled with Ghost-type Pokémon, all of which seemed to take immense joy out of terrifying any visitor that came their way.
And Gardenia had been afraid of Ghost-types since she was very small. One day, she had been out playing in Eterna Forest with her beloved Grass-type Pokémon and hadn't realised how late it had gotten until the sun had almost set. As the night came in and she hurried home, she'd heard a creepy sound coming through the trees… a sound like a choking sob, followed by a keening wail that seemed to come from all directions at once. Little Gardenia had all but seized up, her throat tight with her own terror…
And then…
The Misdreavus seemed to appear out of nowhere, popping into existence right in front of Gardenia's face and screaming like a veritable banshee. Gardenia's own scream had been even louder, and she bolted right then and there, tearing all the way home with the Misdreavus' haunting giggles echoing in her ears, before throwing herself under the covers of her bed and trembling for the rest of the night.
She'd been terrified of all Ghost-types ever since.
But she was an adult now… and a Gym Leader, for crying out loud. She was supposed to be a model for all young women, and yet she completely lost her nerve any time a challenger sent a Ghost-type into the battle. So what if she'd been scared by a Misdreavus when she was little… that was what they did. Ghost-types were the same as any other Pokémon - they had strengths and they had weaknesses. The only thing that set them apart was their love of spooky places like the manor.
And besides, it was nothing short of shameful for a Grass-type specialist to be afraid to go to part of a forest!
So, Gardenia had decided to do her best to conquer her fear by facing it head-on and making straight for the Old Chateau. She was going to find some Ghost-types and maybe befriend one or two. And besides… there was a Pokémon she'd heard about called a Rotom, which was an Electric/Ghost type in its natural form but could become an Electric/Grass under the right conditions. She could really use one of those for combatting Water and Flying types - two of the Grass-types' most crippling weaknesses.
"They're just Pokémon… they're just Pokémon…" Gardenia muttered to herself as she forced herself to walk up the front doors of the Old Chateau, but her spine was locked tight with her own nerves. "You can do this… you… can… do this…"
She almost reached up to knock, but then realised that that would be next to pointless. There were no humans living here anymore, and wild Pokémon wouldn't answer the door.
So she took a deep breath and took hold of the thick handle. Her heart immediately started hammering in her chest, but she bit her lip and squared her shoulders, wrenching the door open before she could change her mind.
"Hello!" She called into the manor. "Any… any Ghost-type Pokémon in here. I… er… I brought some poffins to share, if anybody wants some."
She held up the picnic basket she'd brought with her almost as if it were a shield, like she was hoping any rampant Ghosts inside would attack it instead of her. But nothing happened. She stood there for a solid two minutes, shivering and peering through narrowed eyes at the dark foyer. There were two flights of stairs leading up to a second floor on either side of the room and an ancient dust-encrusted chandelier hanging from the ceiling above, but there was no sign of any activity… from Ghost-type Pokémon or anyone else.
"No, of course there wouldn't be," Gardenia muttered to herself. "Ghost-types don't just fly around in the open, do they? They like to lurk in the shadows. I bet there's a dozen of them watching me already, just waiting for the right moment to pounce."
She was sorely tempted to turn around her run all the way home again, just like she had when she was a child.
No!
She had to see this through! Properly! And she was already here. If she went home now she'd just have to come back again another day, because this had to be done eventually.
So, shuffling nervously and hugging the picnic basket to her like some sort of comforter, Gardenia inched her way into the manor.
"Helloooooooooooo," she called, her voice echoing around the empty space. "Anyone hooooome? I've just come to make some friends… I'd really rather you didn't jump out and try to scare me, if that's okay! I've got some yummy food for you… it's yours if you want to be nice to me. I promise, I'm not going to try to catch any of you…"
There was no answer whatsoever. Gardenia was struggling to control her breathing as she reached the foot of the staircase and inched her way up it, gripping the banister so hard it was like she was trying to fuse her fingers with it and it was a miracle that she let go at all. As she slipped along the second floor, she kept her back to the wall the entire time, knowing that a Ghost Pokémon could come through it if she wished but nevertheless feeling a little more secure while touching a solid object. She could push off it for a little bit of extra speed if she decided to cut her losses and run.
The manor remained eerily quiet as Gardenia slowly explored. A large dining room with a table that could have easily sat over twenty people, with an appropriately large kitchen branching off of it. An old study, with a desk still covered in papers. What looked like a sitting room with a TV that made strange noises and caused Gardenia to back out quickly.
But, as Gardenia walked back into the hall, trembling fitfully… she had absolutely no idea that she was being watched by a pair of violet eyes that peered from the gap in a doorway.
The next room Gardenia tried was a library. It was a huge one, with row upon row of dusty books. Gardenia shuffled in, peering slowly around each corner, expecting something to jump out at her any second now.
Nothing did.
But, just as Gardenia was gaining a little more confidence… she was suddenly seized from behind! "AAAH! WHAT?! WHO ARE MMMMRRGGGFFF!" Gardenia squealed, dropping the picnic basket to the floor and seizing hold of the wrist attached to the hand that was now clamped over her mouth, trying to pull it away. The hand was not that of a Ghost Pokémon - it was distinctly human, and Gardenia could feel someone pressing into her back… and whoever it was had a pair of large breasts! A woman, for sure!
A woman with a surprisingly strong grip!
Gardenia flailed and kicked at the air, her already highly-strung nerves throwing her into a state of total panic for several moments. But then, a voice breathed across her ear as the taller woman spoke.
"Well, well, well… What do we have here? A little espionner… what is word in English? Snoop? Spy? One of the two. And a fellow Gym Leader no less. Whatever are you doing here, Gardenia?"
"…Frrntrrnr?!" Gardenia stopped struggling immediately, her eyes bulging in surprise as she tried to look over her shoulder at her attacker. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the smirking face of none other than Hearthome City's Fantina, the Ghost-type specialist Gym Leader! Gardenia had never had much to do with Fantina in the past… in fact, she'd avoided her since she specialised in the type that gave Gardenia the creeps, but she'd said hello in passing whenever they happened to cross paths.
But Hearthome City was miles and miles away… what was she doing here? Perhaps looking for new Pokémon for her team… that would make sense. This was definitely the right place to go if she was searching for Ghost-types.
"I never thought that we would be interrupted by you, of all people," Fantina purred, pressing herself into Gardenia's back and gripping her lower face tightly. "Looks like our little hideout has been… compromis… this is very inconvenient, n'est pas?"
"Rrrh? Hrrdrrrt?" Gardenia blinked, still trying to tug Fantina's hand away from her mouth. "Wrrrht rrh yhhw trrlkng rrbrrt… chhn yhhw llrt mhh ghhhw pllrsh?"
"What was that? You want me to let you go? I suppose I could… but, I don't think I will. Now that you've stumbled into our playground, I think this will be much more fun."
Gardenia didn't have time to let out much more than a questioning grunt before Fantina was suddenly dragging her across the room. Gardenia struggled and wrenched the entire way, but Fantina was taller and, despite being such an elegant looking lady, seemed to be stronger. The Hearthome Gym Leader wrestled the Eterna Gym Leader into a chair and then released her mouth, only to grab both her wrists and pull them behind her back.
"Owww! Fantina, what are you doing?" Gardenia protested loudly, struggling wildly as she felt something being wrapped around her wrists. "This isn't funny! This is…"
She froze when something descended in front of her face… causing her heart to seize up in her chest. It was a Mismagius, the evolved form of the self-same Pokémon that had terrified her as a child, and Fantina's signature Pokémon. Mismagius stared into her face with wide eyes, and Gardenia's entire body seized up with fright. It was like she was paralysed, which was ironic, since Mismagius couldn't learn the move Glare.
Still, it made it that much easier for Fantina to wrap the rope around Gardenia's wrists and knot them off securely, pinning them behind her back. She then moved around to the front and pulled Gardenia's unresisting ankles together, using a second rope to tie them together nice and tightly just above her boots, which Fantina then started to remove.
"Apologies, Gardenia," Fantina smiled. "You see, we were just getting to the good part, and I simply couldn't have you interrupting our fun."
Once Gardenia's boots and socks were removed, leaving her feet completely bare, Mismagius moved out of the way. Gardenia seemed to snap out of her terrified reverie and immediately began tugging and heaving on her bonds. "Aaah… nnnghhh… F-Fantina… why… this doesn't make any sense! Untie me, please. I really don't want to MMMRRRFFFFHHHH!"
Her eyes bulged as one of her own socks was suddenly pushed between her lips and deep into her mouth! That had been the absolute last thing she expected and she tossed her head to try and spit it out, but Fantina was unrelenting and already started to push the second sock. Once Gardenia's mouth was filled with the acrid taste of her own feet, Fantina pulled out a roll of duct tape and tore the end away, plastering it down over Gardenia's lips and beginning to drag it around her head, making sure to pass it beneath her short hair. No amount of tossing and turning on the chair had any effect, and Gardenia mewled as the tape went round and round, adding layer upon layer over her mouth until there must have been about ten circuits made! Only then did Fantina pull the tape away and plaster it down, leaving Gardenia thoroughly gagged!
"Aaaw, you look so adorable like this," Fantina cooed, placing a fingertip upon Gardenia's gagged lips and tapping them softly. "Truly a feast for the eyes, Gardenia. I always thought you'd make cute noises when you're nice and gagged, and I'm glad I was proven correct."
"MMMRRNNNGHHH! Nhhhh! Pllrrsh lrrrt mmh ghhhww!" Gardenia mewled, but Fantina did the exact opposite and began to wind tape around her chest, lifting up the mini-cape that she wore around her shoulders to pull the tape in above her boobs.
"Ssssshhh," Fantina said soothingly as wound the tape round and round both Gardenia's chest and the back of the chair, above and below her fellow Gym Leader's generous bust. "Just try to relax, mon chéri. I know you're confused, but rest assured, there's no need for you to panique. No harm will come to you while you are in my captivity."
That did little to stop Gardenia from mewling in protest, but she did stop struggling so much. Now that she looked a little closer, there was no nefariousness in Fantina's expression. A certain amount of delight and anticipation, but her smile seemed genuinely friendly still. Naturally, Gardenia was still nervous, but she decided to just sit back and watch Fantina work for a moment.
Once the tape secured her to the back of the chair, Fantina wrapped more tape around Gardenia's thighs and the chair seat, pinning her legs down upon it. More tape was then wrapped around her shins and calves, from the base of her knees right down to her ankle ropes. Only once Fantina had used the entire roll of tape did she finally toss it away and break out a couple more ropes, using it them to reinforce the tape by securing Gardenia's thighs to the seat and above and below her bust, securing Gardenia to the chair by both rope and tape at the same time.
"There we are," Fantina eventually said, stepping back and admiring the sight of Gardenia's bound body. "A superb looking demoiselle you make."
"Mmmmrrnrnngghhhhff… rrhhhhhnnfffhh…" Gardenia squeaked and writhed in her seat, ropes creaking and tape crinkling as they held her securely down. "Whhrrr? Whhhrr rrh yhhw dwrrng thrrsh, Frrntrnr…?"
"Because it's fun, of course," Fantina smiled, striding around to grip the back of Gardenia's chair and tilt it backwards slightly, causing Gardenia to mewl in alarm as Fantina dragged the chair across the floor, with her in it, towards the door. "You see… a dear friend and I have been using this wonderful abandoned Chateau for some time now to indulge in a little hobby of ours. A retraite privée. Up until now, it has been the perfect retreat for us to dabble in a little… bondage play."
"Mmmrnnghh?" Gardenia blinked as she was dragged out into the hallway. "Whhrt? Yhhw mrrn… yhhr LLRK ggrtngg thhrd rrp llrkk thrrsh?!"
"Well… I usually prefer to be the one doing the tying," Fantina snickered. "But it can be a lot of fun writhing about in the embrace of good corde. And now that you're here… I'm hoping that you will come to see it for yourself."
Gardenia was still trying to process this, when Fantina pulled her into another room and slowly wheeled the chair around so that Gardenia could see what was going on. This new room was definitely a bedroom, complete with a large four poster in the centre of it. And lying on top of the covers of the old bed was…
"MMMRNNG!?" Gardenia's eyes almost popped out of her head in disbelief.
It was none other than the Sinnoh Champion herself, the indomitable Cynthia!
Or at least… Gardenia had long thought her to be indomitable… but considering the blonde powerhouse of a trainer was thoroughly bound and gagged right now, that clearly wasn't true in all aspects.
Cynthia was completely naked, her pert breasts rising and falling with each breath she took. She was on her back, her long blond hair trapped beneath her body, and she had been tied in a full spread-eagle, each wrist and ankles pulled out and tied off to the four corners of the bed. But that was not all… her elbows and knees were also pinned down. Her right elbow and knee both had cords that stretched to the right side of the bed and met in the middle before being tied off to the wooden frame beneath the mattress, and the same thing was happening on her left side. With each limb secured down at two joints, it left very little room for Cynthia to wiggle about! And the Champion's mouth was filled with a large yellow ball gag! Gardenia could see her saliva spilling out of the sides of the gag and down her lower face!
And it was clear that Cynthia was desperately horny! Her nipples were en point, and Gardenia could see from where she was sitting that Cynthia's pussy was extremely wet right now! It was literally glistening in the faint light of the bedroom!
"Mmmrrnnngghhhhhffff…" Cynthia's eyes widened a bit as she took in Gardenia's restrained body. But though she looked mildly surprised, she did not look alarmed. "Hhrrllr Grrdrnyrr… nnrrsh rrf yhhw trr jjrrn rrshh…" she said, with a faint trace of amusement behind her gag-talk.
"Rrh Rrshyrrsh…" Gardenia shook her head, unable to keep herself from staring. "Thrrsh rsh rah drrhnmm… rrt hhrrsh trr bbh rrh drrnnmm…"
"A dream?" Fantina said, petting Gardenia's head for a moment before striding over to the bed. "Well, if it is a dream then I hope it's a good one for you. Now, my little intruse, you sit tight and watch, d'accord. Cynthia and I are going to pick up from where we left off when we heard your voice."
"Rrrhh, whh hrrv rnn rrdyrrnsh nnhww…" Cynthia groaned into her gag. "Rrh yhhw shh rrbbrtt tthrt?"
"Of course I'm sure," Fantina purred, reaching up to unzip her the white collar of her strapless dress and allow into to fall to the floor in a silken purple pool, revealing her own toned and delightfully naked body underneath before crawling up onto the bed beside Cynthia. "Don't worry… I'm quite sure she won't breathe a word of this to anyone, so why not let her enjoy the show?"
"Yhhw trrrs…" Cynthia battered her eyelashes. "Wrrl, drrhnt yhhw dhhr hhrd brrk, Mrrshrsh."
"I wouldn't dream of it, my esclave," Fantina said, throwing one leg over Cynthia's body so that she was straddling her waist, then reaching out to seize both of Cynthia's tits in her hands, moulding them into shapes as if she was kneading raw dough. Cynthia immediately started moaning in delight, flexing in her ropes to thrust her chest upwards invitingly, her eyes glazing as she submitted herself completely to Fantina's touches.
"Mmmmmrrrrnnnnngghhhhhffff…" she moaned. "Hhhhrrnn… rrhhhhhgggggh…"
"Aaaah yes, this is more like it," Fantina beamed, leaning over Cynthia to place a sensual kiss atop the Champion's ball gag, her tongue snaking out and lapping around the edges to lick at Cynthia's lips, all while her hands kept busy, moulding Cynthia's tits and providing a barrier between their separate bosoms as her boobs pressed into the back of her own hands. Cynthia tugged on the ropes and leaned up her head as best she could, as if she was legitimately trying to kiss Fantina back despite the obstruction in her mouth. Her arms and legs heaved on the ropes that held them down, but they made absolutely no headway. Which, of course, was what Cynthia wanted.
Gardenia stared in astonishment, completely unable to blink, let alone look away. This was, without a doubt, the most lurid thing that she'd ever seen in her life! Fantina and Cynthia's naked bodies were practically melded together as they gag-kissed, Fantina's fingers poking deeply into the flesh of Cynthia's bust before adjusting position and squeezing again. The both of them were squirming, which caused their skin to rub sensually together, their belly-buttons overlapping, and they were both moaning fit to burst!
"Mmmmrrrnnngghhhhhhhhhfff…" Cynthia groaned.
"Ggggrhhhhhmmmnnnnnngghh…" Fantina mewled.
Their audience started squirming in her own restraints, the rope and tape stymieing all her attempts to move as she watched the unbelievable sight. She was breathing heavily through her nose, drowning in a swelter of shock.
And as the other two continued, Gardenia began to feel her own crotch starting to tingle, just a little bit.
Eventually, Fantina sat up so that she was straddling Cynthia's waist again. Cynthia pouted and moaned in protest, tugging on her wrists as if she wanted to pull Fantina back down again and continue what they'd been doing before. But Fantina's eyes were glinting as she reached out to pick up a single item from beside the pillows.
An item which had somehow escaped Gardenia's notice and made her gasp, while Cynthia's eyes lit up with desire.
It was a Hitachi vibrator.
Fantina shifted her weight a little bit, looking down to make sure that her own pussy was nestled up right next to Cynthia's, until the two were almost touching. Then, flicking the vibrator on, she placed it first upon Cynthia's navel, letting her feel the light buzz that the device was producing. "Nnnnrrhhhhhggghh…" Cynthia groaned and bucked in her bonds, clearly filled with a deep desire at the sensation. Fantina just smiled and began to trace the vibrator down… down… down…
And then, it was in place, jammed right up against Cynthia and Fantina's pussies at the same time!
"MMMRRNNNGGHHHHH!" Cynthia moaned.
"Ooooooooohhh… ooh yesssss, this is it," Fantina moaned, throwing her head back and fixing her glazed eyes upon the ceiling for a moment. She squirmed her pelvis to deliberately rub her juicing lower lips up against the vibrator, while Cynthia was doing the same thing, lifting her hips as far off the bed as her bonds and Fantina's weight would allow to jam their snatches together. "Ooooh, my slave… I feel it, esclave! I feel your pleasure… we feel it together… mmmgnnnfhhhh… aaaahhh…"
Gardenia's breath was stolen away. She practically went limp in her bonds, forgetting to struggle for several moments in her stunned amazement! Fantina and the bound Cynthia were literally grinding their hips together, smooshing in as close as they could so they could both share in the joys that the vibrator was reaping upon their snatches! Fantina's hand came up so that she could toy with her own tits, tugging on her nipples and drawing loud squeaks from her own lips, while Cynthia was straining on her ropes with every ounce of strength she could muster, putting everything into the movement of her waist as she twisted it in circles.
Now, the watching Gym Leader could feel herself starting to heat up. How could she not, with the smell of arousal beginning to fill the room, and the lurid moans from both the other women battering at her ears! She looked down at herself for a moment, able to see the bumps beneath her top and the moist patch forming between her legs.
But her gaze was inexorably drawn back to Fantina and Cynthia and the incredible show they were putting on. Her eyes locked with Fantina's for a moment, the Ghost-type specialist smirking when she noticed that Gardenia was becoming turned on as well, before turning her full attention back to Cynthia again.
The two of them started to pick up the pace, actively thrusting their hips up against the vibrator, trying to match each other's pace so that both of them sponged their love boxes tightly around the head of the device at the same time, their pussy lips opening a little as if they were both trying to engulf it and meet each other in the middle. Their crotches felt like the surface of a hot spring, bubbling with constant pleasure as they rode the vibrator at the same time. Cynthia was revelling in her helplessness, her chest heaving off the bed and falling back down again consistently, and Fantina was revelling at how much control she had over the Champion right now.
And both of them were immensely turned on by the fact Gardenia was watching them so intently.
However, before either Fantina or Cynthia could reach orgasm, Fantina suddenly pulled the device away. Cynthia squealed, and so did Gardenia, who could tell that neither of them had cum yet and somehow felt disappointed herself for not having seen it!
But Fantina was already moving herself backwards, until she was no longer straddling Cynthia but kneeling between her outstretched legs. Now the vibrator was nestled against her own pussy alone and continued its merry buzzing… but now Cynthia's pussy was receiving attention from another angle. Namely, from Fantina's fingers.
Angling her body to make sure Gardenia had a good view of what she was doing, Fantina brought her hand down to cup Cynthia's sex, rubbing her fingers through the blonde's slickness and shivering as she felt the warmth and sticky sensation of Cynthia's juices. "Mmmmnnnghhh…" Cynthia groaned, a deep thrum in her throat that could almost be mistaken for a purr, exulting in the sensation of Fantina rubbing her out. And it wasn't long before the purplette's fingers began to delve in a little deeper, pushing their way past Cynthia's labia until they were jamming their way deeply inside, all the way up to the knuckle.
Cynthia's body rocked with pleasure as Fantina quickly found her G-spot and niggled away at her. Her chest heaved as she mewled in delight, thrusting herself once again in a bid to impale herself upon Fantina's fingers, assisting them to get in as deeply as possible! Fantina bore down on her discovery, her hand picking up speed until it was pushing fingers into Cynthia at least twice a second, rendering the Champion a squealing, writhing mess, pinned down by her ropes!
"Oooh, my beautiful championne, you are a true marvel…" Fantina exalted through her moans, watching Gardenia out of the corner of her eye. "How many times have you orgasmed while in my ropes? Fifty? One hundred? I have lost count… but you adore my touch, don't you? You rejoice in the caress of your Mistress."
"Yhhrrrshh… rrrhh yhrrrshhh… krrrp gwrrrng…"
"And you've been horny all day, haven't you? I was just about ready to let you cum before I had to go and deal with our unexpected guest… you were so desperate already when I left… do you wish to cum now?"
"Plllllrrssh yhhhrsh… Pllrrsh mmrrk mmh chhm, Mrrsrrsshhh…!" Cynthia's voice took on a desperate edge, a deep-seated need clearly present in her tone even though it had to force its way past a ball gag. "Pllrrshh llrrtt mmhhh chhhhhhmmm…"
"Then let us cum together, le chouchou," Fantina said, pressing her thumb down upon the clitoris that had come out to play atop Cynthia's folds, niggling down on it as she sought out her own with the vibrator.
"MMMRRNNNFHHHH! RRRRHHH YHHHRRSSHHHH!" Cynthia howled at the top of her lungs, her entire body convulsing with pure ardour in that moment. The watching Gardenia could practically see Cynthia's brain sending signals down to her crotch to release the floodgates! It seemed to literally travel down her spine and she blew into her climax with incredible force, almost pushing Fantina's fingers out with the torrent of juices! It was like the spout of a Wailord firing from the top of its head, and Cynthia's body yanked luxuriously in her restraints, delighting in their presence as she rode the waves of her orgasm like a surfer!
Fantina herself was not far behind. "Oooooh… ooooh… OOOOOHHH!" She squealed, her own pussy thrumming as love juice poured out from it a few seconds behind Cynthia. The vibrator dropped to the covers as Fantina slapped her fingers over her own sex, niggling herself through the rest of her orgasm even as she continued to diddle Cynthia! It was not long before both of them were gasping for breath, their faces dazed with the afterglow of sexual contentment, and it was a wonder that Fantina didn't fall over sideways in her bliss.
Now Gardenia was squirming against her bonds for quite a different reason. Her nipples were rock hard now, and all the terror that she'd felt when she'd initially been jumped and restrained had completely ebbed away at this point. It felt like there was a campfire between her legs, but no amount of rubbing her thighs together could make it build to an inferno. She was desperately tugging at her wrist bonds because she wanted to bring her hands forward to start rubbing at herself now.
No doubt about it, Gardenia was horny as hell! She'd completely forgotten that she was even in a haunted house. Ghosts didn't matter any more… what mattered were the two beauties before her, and how the show they'd put on had filled her with a desire unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
Fantina, when she'd recovered her wits, could see that Gardenia was hot under the collar. Her face was flushed and toes wiggling profusely as she jerked on her ankle ties. The Contest Champion allowed herself a smile. This was exactly the reaction she'd been hoping for. If their little exhibition had disturbed Gardenia, she would have had her Mismagius lull the captive to sleep and leave her to wake up thinking it was all a dream. That had been her plan.
But now… now it appeared that that was not necessary.
However, a little more visual stimulation couldn't hurt. So Fantina lay down between Cynthia's legs and attached her lips to her first captive's pussy, lapping at the remnants of the orgasmic juice and pushing her tongue up where her fingers had been ravishing Cynthia's insides previously.
"Rrrrrhhhhggggnnnhhhhmmmm…" Cynthia groaned carnally, coming alive again almost immediately and shifting her hips to grind against Fantina's face. "Mmmmgnnnfhhhh… rrrrhhhhmmmm…"
Gardenia could see everything… hear the way that Fantina's lips were smacking and the wet noises of her tongue slurping at Cynthia's folds. The pungent scent of lady love juice was pervading her nostrils and seemed to be wrapping around her brain. She rocked back and forth in her bonds so powerfully that she was actually moving the chair, though her restraints didn't budge.
In truth, Gardenia had absolutely no idea what she would do if she did get free at that moment. Whether she would just sit there and keep watching while playing with herself, or whether she would leap over and join in! It was impossible to tell… instinct alone was driving her now.
And sitting there, tied up on the chair, she felt extremely left out. Her pussy ached for attention, her breasts heaved for it. Cynthia was getting all the love… but what would it feel like if Fantina's lips were on her pussy instead? And though she didn't realise it, Gardenia's own bondage was adding an extra layer to her arousal. They symbolised the fact she was already under Fantina's control… and that her pleasure, or lack thereof, was entirely in Fantina's hands.
For a full quarter of an hour, Fantina suckled and lapped at Cynthia's pussy. She wasn't really trying to make her captive cum, she was just enjoying the taste and simultaneously teasing both the bound and gagged girls in different ways. Occasionally she switched her attention to Cynthia's thighs and navel, licking up every trace of Cynthia's powerful orgasm that she could find.
Only when the last drop that remained on Cynthia's body had been swallowed did Fantina get up. She stretched luxuriously, her breasts bouncing as her arms were thrust over her head. Then, she clambered off the bed and strode over to Gardenia.
"So, ma petite fleur," Fantina cooed, reaching out with one hand to caress Gardenia's gagged cheek. "Did you enjoy the show?"
Gardenia blushed fiercely, but there was no point in lying. They both knew what the answer was before she even nodded. "Yrrsh…" she said, weakly.
"And am I correct in assuming that you don't really want to be a bystander anymore?" Fantina asked soothingly. "You want to join in, do you not?"
Gardenia screwed up her eyes, shivering powerfully. This had not been the way she'd expected this trip to go at all. She could never even have guessed it would come to this. But she was extremely aroused right now. One way or another, she wanted to orgasm tonight! And she didn't really want it to be a self-servicing one.
"Yrrsh…"
Fantina beamed in delight and was suddenly straddling Gardenia, settling her butt down on the Grass-type specialist's thighs and kissing her atop the duct tape that covered her lips. "I was very much hoping you'd say that," she said. "I hope you're ready, my new jouet… because tonight, you are mine. D'accord? If you consent, then please call me 'Mistress.'"
Gardenia moaned and nodded. "Yrrrsh Mrrshrrsh…" she crooned. "Rrh rhm yhrrsh…"
It was like a burst of endorphins went off in Fantina's head from having a second woman submitting to her. She gently gripped Gardenia's head and then shoved her new pet's face into her bosom, squishing her tits up against Gardenia's nose and gagged mouth for a moment.
"Oh, I must be the happiest woman alive right now!" She exalted as Gardenia mewled into her chest. "This will be the first time I ever had two esclaves to play with! But rest assured," she glanced back at Cynthia with a glint in her eyes. "I have plans for you two."
"MMMMRRRRHHHHHHHGGGFFFFFHHH!" Both Gardenia and Cynthia were squealing in delight as they heaved on their ropes and bucked their hips against the two vibrators, one jammed up against each of their respective pussies. They were both receiving what felt like an overdose of pleasure right now, and every time they moved, they felt the presence of the other tugging against them.
This was because the two of them had been quite firmly tied together. They were back to back, Cynthia's long hair sandwiched between their bodies. Having been unroped from the chair and the bed, they were now both straddling the armrests of a pair of sofas that had been pushed together to provide something of a makeshift bondage horse. Since they were both kneeling upon it, their respective ankles had been laid parallel to each other and tied together - Gardenia's right ankle to Cynthia's left, and Cynthia's right to Gardenia's left, meaning that there was absolutely no way either of them could stand up!
Like Cynthia, Gardenia was now completely naked, and the both of them were now sharing a single breast harness - rope looped around both their upper torsos at once and pressing their backs together, while squeezing in above, below and between their breasts. Their opposing biceps were also wrapped up in the harness and secured together, meaning their upper arms were secured to the other's.
Because of this, despite the fact their wrists were tied in front of them, they could barely move them. Their fingers waved in the air uselessly just below their tits, unable to move upwards to remove their ball gags, or move downwards to push the vibrators more firmly against their pussies. They were both forced to kneel there and grind together, their asses bopping against each other as they rubbed their snatches on the vibes.
Gardenia's ball gag was purple, as Fantina had purchased it in order to match her own hair colour for those rare occasions where she herself chose to submit to Cynthia, but the Ghost-type Gym Leader had plans to purchase a green one for Gardenia's exclusive use in the near future.
To cap everything off, each of them was now wearing a pair of nipple clamps, each individual clamp with its own vibrator at the end, buzzing merrily away at the nipples squeezed between the clamp's jaws.
The two of them could do nothing but squirm against each other, rubbing and twisting in their restraints as they tried to work together to get the maximum stimulation out of their vibes. Cynthia playfully arched her back, which caused Gardenia's bound wrists to pull much tighter into her chest. Gardenia groaned and returned the favour, drool spilling down from her ball gag and splashing onto her tits as she bucked against the bound Champion.
Fantina herself had left the room for a moment in order to head back to the library and retrieve the picnic basket full of poffins that Gardenia had dropped. But it turned out she needn't have bothered, because her Mismagius was already there, along with several wild Ghost-type Pokémon who were all chowing down on the feast. It appeared that the local Pokémon had just decided to leave the humans to their sexual escapades. Most of them were on good terms with Fantina already, and allowed her to use their Chateau whenever she wanted without disturbing her.
"Just be sure not to gorge yourselves too much," Fantina chuckled, leaving them to it. She went back to her two slaves and marched right over to Gardenia to seize hold of her breasts and begin groping them powerfully.
"MMMMRRGHHH!" Gardenia convulsed against Cynthia, shoving her boobs into Fantina's hands. "MmmMMMRrmmmngghh…"
"Seems to me like you're enjoying yourself," Fantina chuckled.
"MMMRHHR! Yrrrsh… yhrrrsh Rrhh rrrhmm…" Gardenia groaned, her eyes clouded with lust.
"And can I take it that, in future, you'll be happy to join us whenever we decide to head up here for future rendez-vous? That tonight will not be the only night you'll want to feel the bite of my cordes and the caress of my hands?"
"Yrrshh Mrrshrrrsh…" Gardenia nodded powerfully. "Yrrrsh, Rrh wrrrd lrrv thhrt…"
"Excellent. I am very pleased to hear it," Fantina purred, leaning down to run her tongue up the middle of Gardenia's cleavage.
"MMmmrrnnngghhhh…" Cynthia mewled in protest, squirming against Gardenia and moaning for attention.
"Oh, don't be like that, championne… you'll have to get used to sharing your Mistress with your new sœur esclave… but rest assured… there's plenty of me for the both of you."
With that, she reached around to turn both vibrators up to their highest settings at once. If anybody had been outside the Old Chateau at that moment, they would surely have heard the intense gagged squeals that came from both bound trainers mouths.
But, then again, they probably would have assumed they were the wails of the ghosts.
