Candy Chiu couldn't help but whistle a cheery tune as she skipped into the kitchen, throwing open the refrigerator and dipping her face into the cool environment in attempts to find something to sate the growling in her stomach. Pushing aside random plates of leftovers and unopened product, the chinese beauty frowning as the various foods did nothing to sate the growling in her stomach. She let out a soft whine, her tongue dance in-between lush pink lips and rolling her hips in thought. "C'mon, isn't there anything left for me to snack on? I just wanna find something to sink my teeth into~"
Her eyes settled onto a plate of homemade caramel, pulling a single piece from underneath the plastic wrap and admiring the soft feel of hard brown sugar between her fingers. "Mabel's homemade candies…" she mused, rotating the candy "I really should not, but she is not here and I'm sooo hungry. Maybe I will sneak just a little snaaa~" Her eyes began to unfocus as something deep in the back of her mind began to trigger, pulling her lithe body from the icebox and popping the treat into her mouth. Letting the caramel melt along her roof of her mouth, a small trickle of drool trickled from the corner of her lips and down her tank top.
"I totally took some of Mabel's personal candy." She droned, bringing a hand up along her side, fingers dragging along her bare midriff and hooking onto the bottom of her top. "It's my job to repay her with an equally delicious piece of candy." Pulling the clothing over her head and revealing her itty-bitty titties to the world, Candy pulled the plate of candies from their hiding place, bringing a caramel out from its place underneath the plastic and rubbing hard sugar against her areola. "I have to make sure that she has the perfect treat to enjoy tonight." The Asian walked out of the kitchen and towards the stairs, plastic wrap fluttering to the floor as she continued to press candy into her topless body.
"Girls, I'm home!" Mabel Pines threw open the front door, calling out to her friends as she threw her backpack to the corner. "Where is everyone?" The short-haired beauty walked along the hallway, heading towards the living room in search of her friends. Standing in the doorway, she looked in at the millionairess of the group sitting on the plush easy chair and staring at the television. "Oh, there you are, Pacifica. Have you seen any of the others?"
Pacifica Northwest could do nothing but sit and stare at the endless spirals on the tube, full lips capped over a thick red ball gag and sucking against the thickness of the sex toy. All the blonde toy could do response was to groan against her hard plastic gag, shifting against thick leather of her bondage while grinding her panty-covered crotch against the vibrating dildo that was installed in the cushion of her personal brainwashing throne. Moisture dripped down the cushion and onto the polished hardwood floor, cum running down and pooling at her feet as C-sized tits strained against tight rope bondage.
"Oh right, I suppose you haven't, huh?" Mabel teased, letting her fingernail drag across sleek sweat-stained skin. "I guess that you haven't finished your programming for the afternoon, have you?" Sticking her finger between her lips and savoring the taste of arousal, the woman couldn't help but give her friend's chest a less-than-gentle squeeze, enjoying the way that Pacifica groaned behind her ball gag. "I guess I'll get something to snack on and when I come back, I'll be sure to test that new programming of yours, cutie."
Pacifica could do nothing except gush in her seat, shuddering as she came for the twentieth time, drool splattering and creeping down the crevice of her sizable tits. Her blue eyes were filled with endlessly swirling spirals, locked onto the fluorescent glow of the old tube TV in the center of the living room. The jukebox headphones overtop her ears kept feeding the rich girl with white noise laced with subliminal messages, filling her weakened mind with numerous amounts of programming that Mabel was eager to indulge in.
Leaving her friend to her fate of becoming a brainwashed pleasure puppet, the Mistress of the house strolled off to the kitchen, taking to the refrigerator and searching for something that could sate the growling in her stomach. "There's gotta be something that'll keep me going for the next few hours… Pacifica's got a sex drive that almost puts mine to shame…" She pushed aside plates of leftovers to see a single piece of caramel sitting between the plastic bars of the icebox shelf, pulling the treat out and regarding it with a look of intrigue. "What's this? Someone's been picking at my homemade candy pile. I wonder, just who took my private treats for themselves?"
Mabel casually sauntered up the stairs, following the trail of wrappers that littered the floor and working her way towards the bedrooms. Pushing open the door to Candy's room, she looked at her friend laying on the bed, her body covered with a thin layer of caramel. "Well well, what have we here? Someone couldn't resist having a taste of my sweets, could they?" The female Pines Twin looked to her side, tapping the bucket of candy paste sitting at her bedside.
"I was not able to resist tasting your delectable confections, Mistress." The asian droned, her breasts shining in the low light of her bedroom. "Please allow this sex slave to replace your precious candies with this erotic offering." She brought her fingers to her glistening tits, pulling around fat dark areola and tugging at aching sugar-coated nipples.
"Well now, how can I resist an offer like that?" Pink lips dipped down to lick a small helping of candy coating from Candy's candy-coated neck. "After all, I'm sure that you'll last me all night, at least until Paz is done with this week's programming. You'll be good to the last lick for me, won't you?" Mabel dragged her tongue down the mindless girl's body, collecting a liberal amount of caramel gel as she worked her way down Candy's stomach and stopping at her torso. Kissing around her waist and nipping around her thighs, she gave her sexpet a long languid lick at her shaven slit, Mabel voicing her delight at the way her friend's juices seemed to collect around her tongue. All Candy could do underneath her Mistress' embrace was to voice her pleasure at the way her tongue danced around the Asisn's sensitive clit, sucking firmly and drawing soft mewls from between swollen pink lips. Licking cum and candy clean from her face and fingers, Mabel cooed at her friend, she lay nuzzling at the smooth flesh between soft shaven legs.
