Futanari System

Down Payment Part 1: Roping in

We reached the summit of the steps, and I held back a sigh. I knew that I would be safe with Mira to watch over me. Still, I was about to hand my body over to a Mistress for some more kinky action. I still remember that I didn't much care when Se Mon and Julia tied me up in that illusion. I did not care much for it, and I knew that this would be even more extreme.

This Sally was a preditor, Through and through. That was undeniable, and it made my skin shiver that I was going to be leaving my body to her. The only reason she even wanted this was that I was a futanari, and that was novel to her. I had no idea what she had in store, which scared me.

In the end, this was a transaction between us. To make it worse, it was until she finished playing with me. Mira could and would watch over me to protect me, which meant that Mistress Sally could not go too far, but that didn't mean that she couldn't do many things to me before it was over.

My mind raced as I stepped onto the summit, and Mira was beside me, looking around, interested. The receptionist named Freya walked over to the door and knocked lightly. "Mistress, Ambassador Chelsea, and her protector are here," Freya announced.

"Come in," Mistress Sally's voice came through the door. Her tone was slightly teasing, it seemed, and I didn't know how to feel about these things as Freya moved to open the door. The door silently opened, and at this moment, I felt like I needed to creak open as if to add drama to the scene.

Instead, the room we gazed into was only with Mistress Sally sitting down in a cushioned chair with a back and armrests. Her muscular body was on show with brown leather that cupped her breasts tightly. You could almost feel that you could even see the shape of her nipples through the leather as she leaned back on the throne-like chair. That was what that chair looked like under her as she sat in it. That was the only way I could look at that chair, and I knew that it was not the chair that made it seem that way.

No, that chair was not a throne; she made it look like one. Her demeanor, attitude, and the way she sat in the chair made that chair seem like a throne. My mind struggled to move past that point for a moment as I looked at her sitting, but I noticed the leather hot pants that clung to her ass and stopped tight at the top of her thighs; the leather whip on one side with a scabbard for a dagger or something else on the other side. Both were wight to her sides, attached by a simple belt.

She looked good and ready to fight at an instant despite how she looked sitting on her 'throne.' I stifled the itch to swallow dryly, leaving myself to her machinations, and stepped forward with a small smile of my own.

"I am back to make my Downpayment, Mistress Sally, on our agreement," I said, trying to keep my tone conversational.

Mistress Sally smiled brightly. It was strange the magnetism in that smile, and I thought it was one of a seasoned politician. My instincts screamed with that bright smile as she looked at me. She took note of my loincloth and shirt that covered my breasts. Without even a change of expression, she turned to Queen Mira, and that was when her eyebrows raised.

"Indeed," Mistress Sally said with a slightly surprised expression. "When you told me you would have the protection, I didn't expect to meet one of such heights. This is a Queen, I believe," Mistress Sally said. Her tone was still showing that slight surprise, but it quickly turned to a smile, "A succubus Queen in my presence, I am honored truly," MIstress Sally said, looking at Mira. "A powerful woman will be spectating our playtime tonight." Mistress Sally continued turning to me now, "I hope she will be happy as I play with you. I have quite the show planned, and I wonder how you will take to my playtime~!" In the end, her voice was oddly high, and I knew it was from her excitement.