Outfits - Helena: Asari red lingerie
Christie: Black camisole and panties
"Merci, thank you for the delivery!" Helena said graciously with a smile, bowing a little to the staff member in her Rusty Nail bikini.
The member smiled and bowed, too, before leaving. Helena closed the door to her room and went to her bed to check the card under the bow of the box to find out the sender(s).
"To our beautiful, esteemed elegant goddess Lady Helena Douglas. Whom we are honored to serve every day. Hope you love it; this gift comes straight from our hearts. 3
Love,
Kasumi, Ayane & Momiji"
"Awwww, mon dieu. How sweet of them." Helena said happily to herself.
The curvaceous blonde opened the box and gasped lightly. Inside it contained a red-laced lingerie set with small, white bows attached to the top of the stockings.
Helena cooed and giggled looking at the present, getting excited at the prospect of trying it on. She closed the lid and hugged the box to her chest, resting her head on it with her eyes closed.
"Thank you, girls. I'll cherish it always. I love all of you." She said quietly.
Helena couldn't resist the temptation. She didn't think she'd get a gift from the three ladies that she cherished so deeply over the course of their time enlisted under the DOATEC CEO. She normally didn't wear stuff like her present often; only for special, private or intimate occasions, for the sake of keeping her professional image intact… but she deeply loved this kind of sexy, erotic and lust-inducing clothing. She felt a mighty need to wear her gift immediately.
"I have to wear it. I have to try it on right now!" She said excitedly after opening her eyes, looking at the box in her hands.
The blonde put the box on her bed and began taking out the contents to hold the attire in her hands, letting it straighten down for Helena to admire its full view. She nodded and went behind the warm-colored screen wall to start changing.
It took some time to slip into her new clothing, but slowly and delicately Helena assembled her new outfit to make sure it would hug her well-toned body. Once she was done, she stepped out fixing her ponytailed hair and walked up to the full-body mirror in the corner. The elegant French beauty admired her gift, inspecting it in the reflection turning her body slightly to see it fit from head to toe. It was all red, from the top covering most of her divine bosom apart from the underside, down to the laced panties attached to the stockings with those tiny bows attached around the top of the lower region. The panties were hooked by a couple of small ropes which went over Helena's chest up past her neck to keep the entire thing attached. The ropes were attached at the center of the blonde's cleavage with a small white ziptie to keep the ropes together.
It all fit Helena's figure perfectly. Helena was in love with her gift, as she smiled inspecting the attire. Even to the point where the professional and mature lady turned around to see her magnificent back and rear end over her shoulder fit perfectly in the outfit. Helena uncharacteristically shook her defined derriere and bend her knees down doing so while putting her fists on her chest. She giggled happily all the while.
"It's perfect. I love every inch of this." Helena said graciously, turning back around to see her front.
"I have to show the girls! They have to know how thoughtful they are. And… dare I say, how sexy I look." She said to herself.
Helena followed up with licking her finger and putting it on her butt sticking out, making a "tsssss" sound before chuckling.
"God, I must admit… I look hot in this… I bet you agree, correct?" She said as her voice turned from happiness to sadness saying those words and looking away from the mirror with a saddened look.
A voice chuckled from the left of the room and Christie strutted into view of the mirror in a black camisole with matching panties and an anklet on her right ankle. The assassin's attire reminded Helena of many nights she spent with Kasumi sleeping together when it was just the two of them. The camisole parted down the middle like a black curtain, showing Christie's toned stomach and panties. Helena hated herself seeing how sexy Christie looked, feeling a small bit of attraction to her archnemesis as the British woman embraced her French pet from the arms, rubbing up and down slowly.
"You look very tasty, my lady. I can't recall you looking more appetizing…" She paused to leave a kiss on Helena's shoulder.
"Or delicious… mon cheriè." Christie's sultry voice said, ending with a smile looking at the mirror.
Helena already felt herself getting hot from Christie rubbing her arms, and the kiss didn't help calm her down. But Christie knew the buttons she was pushing to turn Helena on.
"Why couldn't you let me show them first? At least give me that." Helena begged quietly.
"Because it's been a while since you and I have been alone, Helena. Be grateful I didn't have to bait you threatening Kokoro this time." Christie replied, looking at Helena.
The assassin wrapped her arms around Helena's trapping them close to her new attire. Christie followed up with leaving more slow, sensual kisses on the blonde's shoulder.
"Hot… sexy… erotic… tasty… delicious…" Christie repeated in-between kisses.
"My lady, you continue to age flawlessly. A true living goddess, the likes of a real-life Aphrodite in my hands." Christie praised Helena some more with an evil chuckle.
Helena felt disgusted being caressed and groomed like this. She always hated Christie having her way with her figure… and she cursed herself for not being to stop it when Christie started. Deep down… she loved it, due to being conditioned by the Brit herself putting Helena through many of her sexual games in the past. In a lot of ways, Christie knew Helena's body better than the French goddess herself from the copious amounts of ravaging she made Helena endure.
Christie pulled down the shoulder strap to leave more kisses on that flawless, smooth skin she loved so much. Helena panted slowly, feeling herself getting turned on at the hands of Christie once again. A disturbing nightmare she's been forced to relive one more time.
Christie put her hands on the exposed underside of Helena's breasts, cupping them and started rubbing gently. This made Helena pant even more feeling her sensitive skin heat up from Christie's touch. The Brit smiled getting to feel a little bit of that fantastic chest she loved so much to play with.
"So divine… so beautiful… I'm looking forward to tasting those pink peaks underneath, my dear." Christie said in Helena's ear in-between kisses.
Helena moaned a little as well from the assassin's expert hands playing with her, hating how turned on she was inside… but the blonde just couldn't help herself, rubbing her thighs together lightly.
Christie continued to entice Helena against her will by lowering her hand into the back of Helena's panties and slowly slid a finger up Helena's ass crack. Helena gasped at the touch, feeling more violated by the second.
"Don't worry… I'm not here for that. Not today." Christie whispered in Helena's ear, keeping her smile on.
"But I do have something in mind… You'll have to be patient, my pet." She purred some more, putting the strap back on after taking her hand out of Helena's panties.
Christie felt up Helena's ass cheeks by sliding them under the straps holding the stockings and panties together and began rubbing them those heavenly cheeks. She loved Helena's body so much to a disturbing level. Helena wished sometimes Christie would kill her rather than violate her like this. As for Helena, she couldn't help but moan feeling Christie work her magic on her soft cheeks, putting her fists up close to her chest and closing her eyes. She raised her head up a little as Christie smiled feeling up her rival.
After a long minute, Christie stopped having her fun and moved a hand to press down on Helena's crotch. Life a button, she made Helena open her eyes and moan while pressing her body flushed against Christie's. The assassin couldn't help but laugh touching Helena's sensitive spot.
"I'm surprised you've lasted this longer without wetting yourself." Christie said, tracing her finger around Helena's privates in circles.
Helena did finally wet herself out of her erotic need a little, leading to Christie chuckling to herself.
"There it is… that sex-addicting girl I know is here." She said before leaving a kiss on Helena's cheek.
Helena kept moaning and panting softly, holding Christie's wrist. She begged to herself for the touch to stop. Christie decided to go bolder and use her free hand to grope Helena's left breast, squeezing it hard and pushing Helena straight up against her while her hip remained in the same place. Helena closed her eyes and moaned again against her will.
"Stoooooppppp… pleeeeaaaase." Helena begged.
"What's this? The ice queen resorted to begging for her life?" Christie asked in a sarcastic shocked voice.
"You know I stop when I want to. You have no say in the matter… Unless you want me to find Koko-chan." Christie threatened.
"No… No… Leave her… out of this…" Helena begged through her moans.
Christie smiled.
"That's what I thought."
Meanwhile, Christie felt Helena's nipple quick in her grip, giving another amusing indication to how fast Helena could get turned on. In the excitement of this development at Helena's lustful state, Christie grabbed Helena's other breast and began groping that bodacious chest she loved so much. Whether it was to torture Helena or continue her advances didn't matter to Christie. Getting access to Helena's sacred chest was all the more thrilling to the Brit, no matter the reason.
Christie swayed from side to side with Helena in her grasp, gripping and squishing Helena's mounds all the while making the French goddess's moans fill the room.
"Your ninja girls can't save you this time, my lady." Christie said insultingly.
"It's been so long since it's been just the two of us. I know you're loving every second of this… as am I." Christie said after with her evil smile.
Helena couldn't help but hang onto Christie's wrists for dear life. She was in no state to get herself free from the assassin's grip. Her mind was in too much of an erotic haze to compute any thought of resistance. Her moans stayed loud and constant, pleasing the silver-haired woman's ears.
"Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Helena said over and over.
She knew this felt wrong and wanted to disappear… but the psychological torture of being molested by her mother's killer was too much to bear. Helena was weakened and her strength was gone… All she could do was let Christie have her fun.
"Miss! Tress! Help! Me!" She moaned.
"Oh? Say that again. I didn't hear you!" Christie said, gripping as hard as possible.
Helena moaned as loud as possible with her eyes wide opened.
"AHHHHHHH! MISTRESS! I BEG YOU! PLEASE! STOP!" Helena cried.
"I CAN'T… I CAN'T TAKE… MUCH MORE! PLEASE… DON'T… BREAK ME!"
"…Very well." Christie said, letting go of Helena's assets making her drop to her knees.
Helena leaned on her hands, panting and gasping for air. After a bit, she put a fist to her chest.
"Just because you asked so nicely, my pet. Be thankful for me granting you mercy." Christie said with a hand to her hip.
"…I… I do." Helena panted. "Thank you… Thank you, Mistress."
Christie smiled at the now-weakened French captive.
"I can see my teaching isn't lost on you… On your feet." She ordered.
"Yes… Mistress." Helena obeyed.
The blonde turned around and used Christie to pull herself up from the leg up with her hands to carefully grabbing at the panties and flowing sheet hanging from Christie's camisole, transparent enough to see through. Christie helped the helpless blonde with a hand around the chin. Helena panted all the while and did her best to meet Christie's steely gaze holding Christie's grip with both of her hands.
Christie saw the fear on Helena's face, and smiled once again. See how pitiful Helena was reduced to was the greatest feeling of superiority the Brit ever experienced regarding the French woman.
Christie raised Helena up a little more before shoving her tongue into a gasping Helena's mouth. Both girls moaned as Christie took immediate control of the kiss. Tongue twirled around as Christie ravaged Helena's mouth, making the blonde moan loudly in the kiss.
Helena couldn't stand for long and dropped to a knee. Christie put her hands on Helena's head and pulled her back up. Christie continued her aggressive oral attack for a couple more minutes as Helena held Christie's hands.
Then Christie wrapped her hands around Helena's neck and started squeezing her windpipe. The kiss broke as Helena started choking, getting brought to her knees. Christie squeezed and shook Helena back and forth, forcing more air out of the French woman. Christie, with a stoic look, laid Helena on her back and kept her grip on Helena. Helena struggled holding Christie's wrists, gasping and choking as she moved slightly from left to right.
"Submit yourself to me. You know what to do." Christie instructed.
Helena found it hard to speak with Christie's hard grip on her neck. And she knew death wasn't an option, either.
"Remember… I can bring you back to life. I've done it before, as I'm sure you remember. So, submit to me or this keeps going." Christie ordered as she grunted to tighten her grip.
Helena's face slowly turned a light shade of red after a few moments before she somehow uttered her words.
"Iiiiiii… submit… my…aaaack…myself… to… you…Misssss… tress."
Christie smiled and finally let go, mounted on top of Helena as the French woman clutched her throat, squirming around gasping and coughing for air.
Christie put her hands on her hip, satisfied with how the day's events were going.
"Can't having you dying in a sexy number, now. It would be a waste." She said arrogantly.
"I gave you your life back once. But I may not be so generous someday. Understood?"
After Helena took a minute to recover, she finally responded as her face went back to normal color.
"Yes… I understand. Thank you… for you… generosity."
Christie smiled at the pitiful reply, but it was good enough for her to prove her dominance.
Without warning, Christie grabbed Helena's breasts again and restarted her groping. Helena clung onto her wrists and moaned from Christie's touch again.
"The fun is only getting started, my lady." Christie said to a pleasure-crying Helena.
Christie loved feeling the soft fabric above Helena's wonderful mounds. It tempted her to grip harder on the French beauty's assets to make sure the top didn't provide any protection from her strength. Helena moaned and cried louder as a result, and Christie's expression held that predatorial smile over hearing Helena's luscious, thick accent cry out from the assassin's touches. Seeing Helena's face scrunch from her grip also pleased Christie a lot inside, knowing her rival was at her mercy with no chance of escape.
Christie slipped her hands under the top to aggressively knead Helena's mounds and it made Helena squirm and moan even more. The Aristocrat kicked her legs every once in a while from her chest getting groped as hard as Christie administered. Feeling those diamond-hardened nubs under her palms drove Christie even more to violate her pet.
The silver-haired predator lifted the left half of Helena's top up and saw her nipple through the tiny cover underneath. She couldn't help but lift up that small defense to expose the hard pink peak and stuck it between her index and middle fingers to rub it. Helena's moans picked up a little faster as Christie watched with glee.
"I'm going to make this a night to remember for you, Helena." Christie said before she lowered her head to start sucking on Helena's sensitive spot.
Helena's voice practically screamed at her mistress tasting her nub. This was the last thing she wanted to happen, and it prompted her to fight back.
"AHHHHHHHH! NOOOOO! STOP IT!" Helena cried, as she pushed her hand on Christie's face.
Christie moved her head away from Helena's face almost swatting at her to get away from her nipple, but the assassin grabbed the wrist of the resisting hand and pinned it down on the circular white rug.
Helena panted as she tried to lift her hand up, but Christie's strength was too much for her to break free.
"Don't even try to resist now, my pet!" Christie snarled close to Helena's panting face.
"It's been so long since I've tasted you… I can't wait to eat you whole, cheriè." The British predator purred heavily.
Christie lowered her head back to Helena's nipple and restarted tasting it, sucking and capturing it repeatedly with her lips. Helena still squirmed and moaned loudly at Christie's tasting, but she couldn't get her hand free. The more she tried to resist, the more Christie attacked her mound's peak.
Christie started biting it to make Helena felt the stings as a consequence of her punishment. She even took the pink nub in her teeth and pulled up, stretching the mound and making Helena scream before letting go.
Helena panted as Christie chuckled.
"This isn't a choice, Helena. You know I have no problem playing rough… especially if you act like a petulant child… Now hold still, and let your mistress have her meal." The assassin said.
Helena only panted as Christie lowered her head and continued to taste the nub to Helena's shame. The snake moaned tasting Helena's peak and chuckled in-between her tastes.
"Mmmm… I forgot… mmmph… how good… you tasted… mmmmm… my lady… I can't wait… mmmmph… to suck… these… dry." Christie said during her nipple meal.
Helena still moaned from the assassin eating her peak, and to make sure Helena stay submissive, Christie squeezed the other breast harder than before making Helena moan louder. Christie also shifted her leg to sit between Helena's legs, feeing the wet fabric rub against her skin. Christie loved making Helena as wet as an erotic fountain. It made her believe deep down… Helena was just as horny as most of the other "little girls" Christie saw compete in DOA. It just took pushing the right buttons to break down that "ice queen" façade, and Christie knew how to bring that inner slut out.
Christie kept Helena trapped for several minutes, ravaging Helena's chest and making the blonde rub against her unintentionally. She was loving being the first woman to violate Helena in her new wardrobe. And in all the wrong ways, too.
Once she was satisfied, Christie covered up the hardened nipple, now coated in her saliva, with a smile as she saw Helena pant. But the assassin had other ideas, like she always did. Christie moved herself down to that wet sensitive area and ran her hands down Helena's curvy figure to feel more of that lusty fabric. Christie smiled while looking up as her hands slowly snaked down Helena's heaving body.
Christie traced her finger between Helena's legs, making her moan a little, and licked it. A muffled chuckle came from the Brit as she stuck her finger in her mouth, licking the small substance that was on her digit.
"Lovely… You're all ready, my lady." Christie said with her sinister smile.
The silver-haired snake moved Helena's legs to make her left foot plant on the ground while she laid the other on the ground, bent at the knee. Christie got on her knees and positioned her right leg below Helena's left and her other on top of Helena's right. Christie planted her hands behind herself on the rug and slowly inched herself to the wet area of Helena's and their cladded crotches touched.
The assassin and the tired Aristocrat each felt an electric surge through their bodies, making them each gasp at the touch.
"Oh my…" Christie said with a smile, bringing her hand up to her mouth momentarily.
"I know you're going to love this, my lady… I know I've been looking forward to this."
Christie started rubbing their privates together slowly, getting the friction started between their bodies. Helena was so turned on at this point, she started moaning immediately and her voice only raised in volume. Helena clung onto Christie's legs and accepted her fate as Christie rubbed up and down. Helena started doing it in rhythm with her mistress, and Christie started feeling hot, too.
Christie began to moan softly, feeling the heat rise in herself. The smile from the assassin slowly morphed into a closed-eye O face, like how Helena had been all this time. The assassin's panties rubbed against the more exposed flesh of the beautiful blonde and both women felt the heat continue to build with each small bit of contact their intimate parts made.
Their nipples slowly got hard under their respective tops. Even Christie, as the friction, heat and arousal continued building, was beginning to moan as the pace picked up.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh! I! Didn't! Think! This! Would! Feel! So! Goooooood!" The Brit moaned.
Helena couldn't even respond at this point. Her mind was so broken from the lust that all she could do is cry out from the pleasure.
"Lady! Hel! Len! Na! You're! So! Good! At! This!" Christie cried.
She rarely got to feel being sexually satisfied, as Christie was normally the one that did the erotic foreplay toward others. Whether it hurt them or not didn't matter, she always got a sick thrill from administering such behavior. It was part of her sadistic nature. But Christie was feeling herself getting addicted to the feeling of being pleasured herself. And ironically, she had her archenemy to thank for re-discovering the rush of quenching a dormant sexual desire.
"AHHHHH! AHHHHH! OH! GOD! THIS! RUSH! FEELS! TOO GOOD! THANK! YOU! MY! PET!" Christie cried.
Once again, Helena could do nothing but moan aloud, making their voices fill the room and be heard out the open windows into the sunlight.
About nearly 10 long, erotic minutes passed before Christie's hands grew tired and the assassin had to fall on her back. Both women panted heavily from being so turned on. Christie put a hand on her chest and the other on her forehead as she calmed down.
"Ohhhhh… oh, dear. This was… exhilarating. How long… have I let… myself… be denied… of feeling another person's touch?" She questioned aloud.
Helena heavily panted, lying a little on her side as arm folded over her body with the other on the ground and her left leg lifted off the ground, planted at the foot while the other laid straight out diagonally.
Christie moved her hands onto her breasts and felt her own rock-solid peaks under her top. She sat up and rubbed herself in small circles, loving the feeling.
"Ohhhhhh… This feels… indescribable." She moaned with closed eyes.
"Feeling turned on like that… I can't thank you enough for letting me experience this feeling again." She said before putting her hands down on her lap, looking at the panting Helena with a smile.
"I want more… I NEED more of that… and I know just how I'll get it." Christie said.
She crawled over to Helena and rolled Helena onto her back, looking the Aristocrat's still closed-eye beautiful face.
"I don't care if you're tired… This is far from over. Besides, you got me curious now…" The Brit said, having her hands on Helena's shoulders before tantalizingly peeling down Helena's shoulder straps.
"I want to know… which one of us will break first. And I have just the toy to find out." The assassin said close to Helena's face.
Christie took a few, delicate minutes to strip Helena out of her attire carefully, not wanting to ruin the get-up before stripping herself out of her camisole and panties. As much as she loved it, she wanted to take this new sex game to the next level.
Christie put the clothes away in the closet near the bed and grabbed a double-ended phallic plastic toy on the drawer next to the bed. The silver-haired woman strutted over back to Helena, still on her back, and laid over top her on all fours.
"I hope you're ready for an experience you've never felt before, my lady." Christie declared, holding the toy close to Helena's face.
"This toy of mine is double-sided. So, whatever you will feel… I will feel, too. We're going to find out who will break first, my lady." She ended with a chuckle.
Christie backed up and re-positioned herself like before, this time carefully slipping in the toy into Helena's hole. She did it slowly to make Helena moan at every second of the appendage fitting in her. Helena felt disgusted, but was too exhausted to do anything.
Christie positioned herself like before and slowly slid herself on top of the other end of the toy. She moaned as well feeling herself tighten with the toy in her, but she braved the pain and wiggled in place to make herself comfortable when they toy was in her.
Christie started the rubbing slowly and Helena unconsciously followed in rhythm, like before. However, due to their naked privates touching each other, both girls wound back in their erotic haze within a couple minutes. Their nipples remained as hard as ever and the sweat from their bodies accumulated from the never-ending intimate action.
Both women moaned as loud as ever, feeling the toy pump them nonstop. Christie was on cloud nine at this point. Doing such a sacred act of intimacy would shatter Helena's soul and psyche… That alone kept driving her forward, even when she started uncontrollably orgasming. Helena also reached her orgasm and both ladies wailed in sexual pleasure.
Only a few short minutes after it started, and after everything Helena was put through, she was the first to hit her climax arching back and letting out a final, ear-piercing cry. Her juices squirted out all over herself and Christie's lower regions through the blockage the toy made. Christie kept going, even when Helena's broken body and mind ceased moving. The assassin wanted to hit her own climax, refusing to leave unsatisfied.
After the predatorial Brit kept going a couple more minutes, she finally hit her climax, too. Unlike Helena, she had the wherewithal to get the toy out of her and let her juices flow onto the rug as she threw her head back and arched back, letting out a primal scream. She didn't think her voice could hit such octaves, but being driven to her first climax in so long made her unleash her inner roar.
Both ladies laid on their back from exhaustion for a long time. Helena didn't have the energy to move. In fact, she passed out from exhaustion shortly after Christie was finished. Her head laid a little to the side as her body heaved air in and out slowly.
Christie eventually sat up, getting her strength back, and crawled over to Helena. She was over her prey like before they started with a sadistic smile. Christie was proud of her handiwork and decided to leave the exhausted naked Aristocrat with one final deep kiss as thanks, putting Helena's head in place with her hand and assaulted Helena's mouth slowly, making sure to enjoy every moment tasting the French goddess with happy moans.
"Thank you for this exciting exchange, my lady… Good night." Christie said after breaking the kiss, tracing her finger on Helena's soft bottom lip.
She captured it one last time, leaving a rough bite on the tasty surface, getting a pained cry from the unconscious Helena. Christie chuckled and sat next to her pet, grabbing the plastic toy.
That's when she noticed Helena's juices were on her from the activity. She traced a small sample from her thigh with her finger and licked it. A chuckle came from the assassin.
"Mmmmm, hm hm hm… As tasty as ever, my lady. Until next time." Christie's sultry voice said as she got up.
After taking a quick shower in Helena's bathroom, Christie gathered her clothes from the closet and draped it over her arm, holding her toy. She walked by the passed-out Aristocrat, who was still on the floor, not even giving her pet the time of day.
Before she left, Christie looked back at the mess she made and smiled. The silver-haired snake admired her work for a little bit before leaving in the nude, deciding she wanted to pay Helena's shinobi girls a visit on behalf of the French goddess.
