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“Still want to do the other side of the contest hmmm? Of course I’m not experienced enough for this to be too easy. But I wonder? Maybe I should take up the challenge, see if I can get you to submit enough you don’t even want to try?” Shinigami still having fight in her was reassuring in a way. But Jumi was in a new state of mind. Curious to see if they could go further, make Shinigami want to submit more completely. If it did not anger Shinigami, nothing was off the table anymore. No activity, no result. But it was far from certain she could go that far. “Though I hoped for a little less defiance in that admission. You sounded so happy when I said you were mine. Such a good girl in that moment.” It was close now. “Your reactions…made me happy, so…close…but I will…celebrate, after…I finish.” Another moment of pounding. It has waited so long, it was more intense than the first time with Mitsuko, several thick intense warm streams, filling Shinigami. So good, the result of her victory, in that moment she felt Shinigami’s submission, how she enjoyed it. But then the defiance was back. She would test whether that remained or not. Once her climax had passed, she pulled out, stood. The chains shifted, Shinigami was now in the air, still wrapped tight. “You sparked a side in me I did not know I had, I can be assertive…but you are the first I have tried to dominate, have dominated, if only for a moment. I enjoyed it. I don’t expect you to make it easy. But I intend to savor my victory, see if I can make it more complete. Since you did not tell me nothing is off the table, nothing is off the table.” What to do though. She was inclined to take a sadistic streak, not unless Shinigami showed a masochistic side. She was trying to avoid the feel of a demon breaking someone. No, she wanted Shinigami to submit because it felt right to her, if she could. “If I fail, of course you will have your turn, and I encourage you to not hold back either. Make me submit more than I have yet, and if you remember, I was pretty submissive to you in the manor.” It was only fair after all…Jumi intend to lose though, wanted to see if she could make Shinigami submissive enough she no longer wanted a turn to try to beat her. Well, there was something. Not inherently submissive, but could be with the right touch. Something to try to help her figure out the next step, and just maybe put Shinigami in a slightly more submissive state of mind, it would likely only be a small step. The chains pulled Shinigami down to the floor, on her knees. “You know, I wondered what this felt like too.” She stepped forward, the shaft in Shinigami’s face. It was a bit obvious, and cliche, but it might be a small step. A chance for Shinigami to act a little more submissively. “Show me what it feels like. Put your skill into it. Show me you are a good girl, and belong to me.” Claiming the blowjob as both part of her reward and maybe an attempt to inch Shinigami into a more submissive mood. “I wondered how I should punish you, if you don’t do good?” A hypothetical question, that she had to consider. Though she actually expected Shinigami to do well enough not to need it. The threat kept up the atmosphere though.

That was it? Jumi claiming her, drove Shinigami to orgasm? Was it just the moment of sexual utter domination? Or did Shinigami want more? Would she give herself to Jumi completely? Her previous comments and negative reactions warned Jumi to stop. But she could not help but wonder, did some part of Shinigami want it? If Jumi did this right was Shinigami actually capable of agreeing to it? Of wanting it? She was not done, though she won. Shinigami came first. She had said earlier she would do what Jumi wanted if this happened. But Jumi still was figuring out what she wanted. What was more important, was she wanted Shinigami to be obedient not because she lost, but because she wanted to do whatever Shinigami said. ”You liked that huh?” Her pleasure was growing now, but she could still go. “Do you agree? That belong to me? I wonder, will you say it? Say it in a way I believe you mean it, deep down?” Was Shinigami willing to admit it? Did she agree? Just for the night…or longer? Just sexually…or more? Jumi had not committed to making a fantasy a reality. But if it looked like Shinigami wanted to become her pet, after all…on this night Jumi might not be able to stop herself from making it official.

“…Who knows…”. Jumi had some guesses, but nothing certain. “Everything that happened, with Mitsuko, is screwing with my head…feels good…but it isn’t building much…”. She was psychologically in an uncertain place. All these feelings diminishing, but not blocking the pleasure. “Maybe I’ve just decided not to give up. See what you really want me to do. Since you aren’t giving me answers, who knows how drastic I will get? If I do something permanent? I wonder…does that scare you? Anger you?….or excite you?” It was not a specific idea at the moment, just making it clear how far she was willing to go. A permanent change between them, rather than something physical. “Maybe I just do want to win that badly after all. You are starting to lose, but I won’t stop after you cum. No, tonight, you belong to me.” Slowly going further and further, testing Shinigami’s reactions. Whether it encouraged her to keep going.

It was something, not enough. What did Shinigami really want. Was it really as simple as Reika suggested? Did Shinigami just enjoy being overpowered? Did she want more? “It’s just us now.” More assertiveness, with some bitterness, inexperienced but giving into desires she might have feared. “I’m going to spend every moment I still have this thing, and this power of yours to overpower you. I don’t know where I’ll stop, you better warn me now if anything is off limits. Otherwise I have no idea how far I will go. You like that? That what you hoped I would do? What I had it in me to do?” Another chain wrapped around her tightly, chest and arms bound together. “I wonder, just how good you will be when I am done?” There was no malice, cruelty in her voice. But behind the fears about Mitsuko, a certainty, assertiveness. That she could not stop now, she was fumbling a little in inexperience, but other than anything Shinigami might mention now, nothing was completely off the table.

It all happened so fast, the shock of it did not fully register. Rather than try to ease the mistrust, Reika was gone. She took Mitsuko. Mitsuko was gone. Alone with her. What she feared at the convention hall, why she followed Mitsuko with Shinigami. That turned out well, that time. But it was a punch, almost a stab to the gut. She had not had a chance to say anything, to Reika or more importantly Mitsuko. Shinigami turned out well. But she was terrified now. Reika was the reason Mitsuko needed healing in the first place! Why not take to the altar? Would Maxim really have ignored her? Jumi found that very hard to believe. It should have been tried! Now what would happen. Reika MIGHT heal her, like she said, but would Mitsuko be unchanged. Would she be wrapped around Reika’s finger? Loyal to death? She trusted Mitsuko, but stronger and more experienced Magical Girls had been twisted to evil when kept by an enemy long enough. It seemed entirely possible Reika herself was such an example. The only thing holding back a breakdown was she was in the middle of very rough sex with Shinigami. Something like they had never done before. She might still be scared of going too far. But she was lost in desperation, willing to change the relationship between them permanently, if it was done without harming Shinigami. She was ready to test just how far Shinigami wanted to go. “You did not answer my question!” She said loudly, commanding. Pulling on the tail and letting go of the hand to give her a strong, but probably not painful for Shinigami, spank. “They are gone! We are alone! I want to hear it from you!” They were not technically alone, but she did not really know what to make of Mao. The point was, with Mitsuko gone, all her feelings were being directed at Shinigami. See if and how much she wanted to actually be dominated. If she wanted something extra from Jumi herself.

Small Gard update. The circumstances as they are, he cannot give an exact date. But he should be back either this week or next week.

It was a partial answer. Not good enough, the uncertainty still lingered. This had to be figured out. “What am doing?” She insisted, softly, but firmly. She had taken a step, but remained very uncertain. She was afraid of taking a wrong step. She wanted this to be clear, no mystery, uncertainty. She squeezed the tail a bit more, since it seemed to effective, as she asked her next question. “What is it you really want me to do here? What are you hoping I have it in myself to do to you?” It was not angry, but aggressive. If Shinigami wanted to dominated, she wanted to hear it from Shinigami’s words. “I won’t stop until I find out just how far you want me to go deep down!” Where was the limit? She might not get that answer right away, but she was intent to hear it before they were done. Whether Reika was right, and if so, what the ideal level of domination was. To please Shinigami and not offend her. Of the girl was getting more involved. A different unease as she looked at her. “…I still…don’t trust you, if I haven’t made it obvious enough.” This girl knew Shinigami far better than her, but that did not mean she would listen easily. “Your intentions, for her, for us, for me especially. What you say you feel about her, you have not convinced me.” Not yet. Could she be convinced, in her state of mind? Maybe, but it would take small and careful steps. “You serve whatever this death is. You admitted you are not good.” The objections were being put out. A wall Reka had to carefully get through, if she wanted Jumi to open up. A different fight, to get to the only girl in the room who Reika had no experience with yet, whether just to cooperate with Shinigami, or she had any interest in Jumi herself.

Jumi was just getting more confused and frustrated now. She was getting less certain what Shinigami wanted or hoped she would do here. Getting lost in whether Shinigami was encouraging or pushing back on her trying things. Reika was not helping now, Jumi was very reluctant to call on her help, if there was any chance it would cause trouble. It was not just what happened to Mitsuko, there were other fears, she and Shinigami seemed to be in sync for a bit there, now it was cooling down. She feared a repeat of the manor. The chain around the next faded, lost to whether or not she should have pushed that step or not. She sighed in frustration not so much at one person, but the whole situation. “This isn’t about Mitsuko. I’m not going to treat you like a copy of her, all three of us are different. I’m trying to do this right, trying to give you what you want.” She softly said in irritation, mostly at herself. The chains pulled Shinigami from the bed. The leg chains lengthened, Shinigami was horizontal now in the air, legs and arms spread wide. “You ask if I have what it takes, what it takes for what?” She said, now standing behind Shinigami. Out of curiosity, grabbing the tail, a little firmly, feeling it, squeezing it a little, seeing how she would react as she began thrusting again. Her hand tightly griping Shinigami’s hip for balance. “You nudge me to go farther, but you did not like that of course, I just had to listen to stupid advice.” What Reika did to Mitsuko, now Shinigami suggesting to drop it stung. Mitsuko looked up to her as the veteran, so experienced. But what gnawed at her was perhaps a fear of two things combined, fear of offending Shinigami like at the manor. Also a sense of inferiority, nor being good enough. Behind her, Shinigami could not see it, maybe pick a little up from her voice. The feelings were not well hidden on her face though, if Reika looked.

Jumi was a little out of her element, not that she was uncommitted. She could not exactly be blamed that this did not come naturally to her. She had played a little with dominance and a bit more submission in the past, but not very heavy and battling was another matter. Shinigami’s lines were a bit better. Yeah, she occasionally fantasized about making Shinigami a ‘pet’. But just a whim of her imagining, it seemed it would greatly offend Shinigami if she tried. Even if she was wrong about that, she would not know where to begin, or end. Shinigami’s advice nudged her on, but was rather vague. Of course the other one had to speak up, someone she prepared to just watch or go to sleep. It was a little frustrating, while she was not mad at Shinigami, it be worth it to vent it a little as fuel. “Is that it? Is that what this battle is about? Would it excite you if I figured out how to make you submit? Well, I don’t have or really want her power. So I just have to find some other ways to do it.” One more chain, a risky one. Around her neck, and into Jumi’s hand. A collar and leash. “I said what I want already…for what it takes to get there. Well, you are pushing me into new territory, I can’t say what I’ll try. But if you want me to fight for it. I might have to try,”. She was uneasy about crossing lines, but the more Shinigami pushed, the more she might try to test exactly what Shinigami would tolerate….what she wanted?

Your girl? Mitsuko seemed to think it was fine to be just be friends at this point. Friends with a lot of benefits anyway. Shinigami seemed to see it differently. How Jumi was acting now as the reason? How they had acted the whole time they knew each other? She did not mind it, was not going to correct Shinigami. Though Shinigami was her girl for the moment. They also had an uncertain relationship, blurred further by Shinigami looking at things differently from humans. Probably not helped by how her ‘mother’ had interacted with her in the past. “Well, I’m learning at least as much as you. Even if I never get another chance, I want to do this…do you…right.” She had to figure out things fast, little things that might drive Shinigami wild. She was going rather hard and fast, but would try to hold it in, her confused feelings on Mitsuko actually might have helped in that area, preventing things from moving fast as they might have. “For the next little while, I only care about you. Doing this right, giving you something you never experienced.” It was hard to say if a psychological approach would help. To offer her something different. After the manor, she did not mean anything like human love. Something more basic, sexual, but not purely so, to do it because she wanted to please Shinigami. Not just to win a contest that might or might still be going, but because she wanted to. To see and hear Shinigami enjoy something stronger, from someone without selfish or dark motives for her. Not to make loyal, though there was a degree of dominance with the chains and how she was acting. ”Of course, if you like a different sort of treatment, we can explore that too.” She was not sure if Shinigami was encouraging her to take a different style? Was she supposed to take some inspiration from Reika? Again, what they thought of each other was hard to figure out, but had things played out the way they did because Shinigami craved at least some aspects of it? Not a path she was thrilled to follow, but her goal right now was explore ways to give Shinigami a deeper pleasure.

Shinigami seemed to at least partially understand what was going through her head right now. It was too much of a mess to talk about right now. She just watched, as it ended, spared the worst case result of hearing about how good it was from either of them. Now both resting and quiet, nothing was likely to really shake her at this point. It would take Mitsuko saying things that Jumi no longer thought was very likely for her to say, that probably would have required a little manipulation, that did not occur. Hopefully Mitsuko was okay, she was no longer paying much attention to Reika. As long as those two stayed quiet, her attention shifted more to Mitsuko, though the feelings inside her had just softened, not gone away. “…You’ve done this a lot more than me…know I can’t stop in the middle.” They would have to decide if the contest was still going, but this session had to continue. She did want to properly please Shinigami too. Give Shinigami something closer to what she had done for herself, and Mitsuko. ”Do you even know what you really like? When you are the one getting it, rather than giving it.” She was getting a little more into it again. It looked she enjoyed the touch on back a little. Between this, the chains, did she like the idea of someone, especially someone doing what Jumi was, restraining her? Showing strength, or dominance? There was that whole ‘good girl’ thing too. Shinigami was quite openly hostile to the idea of being a ‘pet’, but there was some uncertainty, some hints she might aspects of that treatment, at least from the right person, in the right circumstances. Ideally Shinigami would still come first, contest or not, though the priority now was finishing and trying to be sure they both enjoyed it. She was going to experiment. “If you don’t know, maybe we will both learn a little now.” The arm chains pulled back a little Shinigami’s back now against her chest as she also leaned in a little. Her hands on the bed, but arms against Shinigami’s side. Playfully, she bit down on Shinigami’s shoulder. All little things suggesting possessiveness, at least until the sex, ‘mating’? Was over, that she was meant to stay still. That Jumi wanted her most, for the moment, until they were done. It was a test, trying to avoid crossing lines, but she wondered if Shinigami would like this in a property restrained environment, that it was her desire while they had sex, not to control her life in general.

Yeah, I'm doing what I can to help Warning. How much more was needed for my character in this stage? I did finally get some idea there, which I did like, but I did not want to over develop her before the next step in the process and was not sure how much it get developed in the later steps.

Jumi was starting to fear she was out of her league, biting her lip a little as she watched Mitsuko. What was she supposed to do to compete with that? She did not know if it was better Mitsuko was not able to speak at the moment. The reaper had turned the tables potentially, getting revenge from when she was forced to watch the other three. Reika did not seem to be intentionally rubbing it in, at last not yet, but that was small consolation. What the two of them appeared to be doing was not exactly training anymore, in her eyes. “Dammit.” She whispered harshly but softly to herself. Shinigami was helping her feel a little better, though it was only a partial distraction. She tried to focus on it, as long as Mitsuko did not make any incredibly distracting reactions, or Reika did not try to rub it in or taunt her. “I’m not going…to…finish that quick…”. She responded to Shinigami. Still going, committed to trying to win, getting some stronger reaction from Shinigami. But she was losing confidence. Still, she wanted to try a few things. She put her hands on Shinigami’s back, dug the nails in lightly, she was tempted to try some little things. Shinigami might be more unique, but along with the roughness, being called a good girl, would she appreciate a little more of an animalistic touch? A wild sort of mating. A slight tease of something more aggressive she might build on, depending how Shinigami reacted. Starting with a sign of mock aggressiveness, claiming her for the moment. Would it turn her on from someone taking this role in the process?

That was my intention at least, but lost my partial draft of the Alexandrine reply. To annoyed to restart that tonight.

The sight above was both frustrating and arousing. Another fear, before she had got closer to Shinigami, built trust in her, she had some worrying of Mitsuko being lost, becoming Shinigami’s why she went along to the manor. Shinigami was now accepted, trusted. But this Reika’s motives were much less trustworthy. Claimed to be Shinigami’s guardian angel, but loyal to whatever this ‘death’ was. By her own admission was not good. Closer to a Broken Girl, though she did not know if that was entirely accurate. ”Good question.” She answered Shinigami, a little tension in her voice. She was not upset with Mitsuko, just troubled where this might go, if that girl might try to manipulate her, or show Jumi Mitsuko receiving a pleasure she could not give her. She watched the tail, considering that. “I don’t intend to lose easy, but I need to do something…”. The sight of those two, her desires for Shinigami, she could not wait any longer. “Let’s just see how my good girl likes this, adjust if needed.” She plunged in deep, fast, hard. She did not want to hold back like she had Mitsuko. Feel what it was like to do it rough, see if there was any subtle differences between Mitsuko and Shinigami’s nonhuman pussy. The size would be slightly different but would it feel different or react differently to the human shaft inside it, aggressively pounding at her. Working off her unease, frustration and desire for Shinigami at the same time.

Jumi had mixed feelings as Reika was not content with the tentacle sharing. They were starting to get involved with each other. A rare bit of jealousy stung inside her, normally she did not feel that about sharing. She had embraced a rather open lifestyle, whether Mitsuko was friend or girlfriend. It was partially her mistrust and suspicion of course. The fact she was keeping Shinigami out of the girls hands for now only made up for it a little. It was probably for the better this power was temporary, of Shinigami’s choice, even if it ruled out a deeper connection that might have created something more permanent. Meant she did not have to worry about other surprises, unexpected powers, how they might be triggered. It also reinforced the idea Shinigami wanted her to do it, at least at certain times. ”Of course, that was a starting point. Keep you still a bit, I’m still new at this. You anted your feet bound after all. But let’s get you into a better position.” She tried to remember how she shifted the position of the chains before. Using them to pull Shinigami off the bed, then spun around and bent over. As soon as she was in place, short chains wrapped around her ankles. The arm chains shifted so her arms were restrained behind her back. “Not quite what you suggested, but you said be creative. Let’s see if that holds you in place, she said as she stood, walked behind Shinigami, see what she did. While for better or worse having the sight of Mitsuko and Reika getting to having sex while using the tentacles.

I’m starting to get back to my old pace, though ability to write mid-day during the week still varies a lot. May see about mixing in a reply for both Alexandrine and Azreal at some point tonight.

Perhaps this was a good time to clarify that. What this power was and if it was what she wondered. “Is this something you just chose to do, to help the mood and game. Or did something long term get started earlier?” Was Shinigami choosing to use her power, or was an already established connection reactivated? If it was the later, that was something than needed more examination. How it worked, how far it went, how long it would last. “Is that what you like, at least some of the time? Well, I hope you will be a good girl.” Those last two words were something she had intended to wait to say until they were in the middle of doing it. But if Shinigami was talking about being chained up again, it seemed appropriate to mention now. This power to chain Shinigami, she had not tried to use it since the manor. Had to concentrate, remember how it worked. “If you need to be chained up, maybe a little different position first. Get you in that position if I win.” This of course kept her from watching Mitsuko as much as she might have. She was doing pretty good not being overwhelmed so far though. Attempting to chain the arms first, she concentrated, attempted to call the chains quickly, unsure how easy it was for Shinigami to elude or resist it. Unsure just how strong this maybe new power of hers was.

They were both doing the tentacle thing. That kept…Reika, it turned out to be from going too out of control. “She is human then, I suppose she has used this sort of power on herself?” Shinigami had had one human after all, before her and Mitsuko, but a rather different connection between them. This would probably be new for Shinigami in a way, whether Reika used this power on herself or not. “Deal.” She said, agreeing on what they would not touch. “You say be creative, but I need to act on my own desires. Do what I might not get an another chance.” It was a tricky thing, possibly hurting her chance to win. But maybe the desire would help. She had an idea or two for a small twist. But she was not sure how much it would help. ”I’m afraid, I can’t be quite so creative, want to do what I just did to Mitsuko with you.” She kissed Shinigami back. “See if you can make some good reactions for them.” With her own body, not the tentacles. Mitsuko might enough it. She was not sure if she could impress or show off to Reika, the two of them may have had too much experience with each other. She felt that power again, after the kiss. Was there some longer? Permanent? Connection between them. She wanted to see what happens. “I don’t know if I can win, but I intend to try. Go on, get in that position. Present yourself, invite me in.” She added a little more playfully. Wanting to see what Shinigami would do to encourage Jumi to take her. For the moment more focused on Shinigami than the other two.

Jumi was impressed, not to mentioned surprised by the dominant approach Mitsuko took to the reaper. So she had that side of her after all. It was a little cute, her demanding things and watching the reaper more or less go along with it. But she was unchained and Mitsuko made a rather unexpected request. Not a complete surprise, but this was what she was worried about. She was being asked to use her power. The power they knew she had. Would she just do what Mitsuko asked or use other powers? Shinigami had already agreed to let her gave some fun too. The best she could hope for was the chance to use it on Mitsuko would be appealing enough to focus on her until they were done. Then the question was, after her goading, would the reaper be content with those two or try to do something to her? But she was partially responsible for this. The sight of Shinigami after they left the manor probably contributed, but her talk inspired these ideas. Did Mitsuko see this as something like going to those tentacle monsters. A safer/more controlled situation where it was acceptable to give into what ordinary humans might consider taboo? She cut off on the one sentence. Did she want the two of them to watch, or something else. But it could not be stopped, the girl had now summoned them, soon, would she torment them with giving Mitsuko something neither she or Shinigami could compare too. If so, what would happen? They could only wait and see. ”An interesting challenge, if we aren’t interrupted.” She said to Shinigami. “Though it is a little unfair. You doing me several times already, quite well. I’m still new at this. Don’t have many advantages, unless you want me specifically badly enough.” She did not want to be too bold with what she said to Shinigami, but she did wonder. Not love, but maybe some craving for her to do this specifically. “That position Mitsuko was just in. It is quite appealing. Do you enjoy it like that? I won’t go as soft as I did on Mitsuko. I know your pace and style, like it.” It felt right to do it rougher with Shinigami. There was a risk she would end quickly. But she wanted to give Shinigami back a little of her own style, figured Shinigami would like that.

Jumi took a moment to relax, prepare herself. Mitsuko said she wanted to ‘try something’? Had the two of them unlocked something in her? She was not sure whether to be excited or nervous. “Be careful, especially with Shinigami distracted. I can only guess what she could do.” They had seen a hint of her power. Shinigami had a better idea, but did even she know the limits of what the reaper could do? But Shinigami did not seem too worried, was more interested in her. Shinigami thought differently than humans, but she had to figure Shinigami asking for this was a sign she had warmed up more to her as well, something more mutual, though hard to say exactly what it meant. Shinigami wanted her to do this. ”Well, maybe we can take turns.” Her hand reached out, ran down from her shoulder to her chest, enjoying the feel of the furry skin, pausing to grope her chest a moment. “I can have you in me whenever we want. I might not ever have another chance to be in you though, and I have to admit, I’ve imagined what it would be like since the manor.” It sounded like it would be different either way, while she had both organs, but she wanted to give it to Shinigami first. “How much experience do you have with that? Do you want it the way Mitsuko just got it, or something else?” The position almost felt more natural with Shinigami, though Shinigami looked like an animal in many ways, she was something more unique. She could only guess how Shinigami wanted it. This was her first time with a human…probably…unless maybe that reaper was human and used similar magic on herself. But had she had others, willingly or not? Maybe this was the first time she did this with anyone out of her own desire?

Jumi was on a streak, not really worried about pushing it at this point. She had made a fair request as far as she was concerned. It had been fun, and she kind of wanted to hear more begging. But, the wild card did not go expected. There was a pause, though only very brief. “…you sure…? You want her? Well, if you really want to.” She would keep her word, trying to trust Mitsuko, let Mitsuko have what she wanted. It did technically keep reaper from having what she really wanted too. To let Jumi have a turn with Shinigami. She was fairly sure at least part of it was Mitsuko wanting to watch the two of them. Jumi was building up faster now. Her unease over those two overpowered by how good it felt to do Mitsuko, and thoughts of Shinigami. She realized the issues at the manor seemed to be behind them. The two of them were probably closer now. Maybe a little more fetish thought as well, similar to Mitsuko. To be the one to penetrate a non-human, to please Shinigami as best she could. Return the favor from earlier. “Sorry…mmmm…I get Shinigami first…but, if this really what Mitsuko wants. You don’t have to…watch…anymore…”. Now she got rougher. Thoughts of Shinigami, Mitsuko begging to made to come. She went fairly hard and fast grunting and moaning. Until after another moment, she felt it come out again. Not quite as intense as the first time, but still more than Jumi expected.

She said it. Shinigami was interested in her, it did excite her. Jumi was not sure if Shinigami had anything like that before, whether it was just things like tentacles, or if the reaper or something else had given it to her. Made her moan more, especially after hearing Mitsuko. “Should try to give you something extra special before this over.” She said going a little harder. She was happy Mitsuko was getting more and more into this. Even if it was a side only a few would see. “What to do?…What to do? Listen to mmmm Mitsuko here…can’t neglect her…but yeah…I admit it, I want…a turn with you…before I lose it….so tempting….but we did say she could have some fun if she begged.” She could stop herself, the shafts were not the only thing she and Shinigami had in common right now. Their thoughts and desires were pretty similar. “It sounded genuine…but beg a little more. You seem to understand how much I like the idea of a turn with Shinigami. You have to do a little better, if you want the first turn. Maybe you should beg me to let her do you next?” Though she was going to finish with Mitsuko before anything else. Satisfy both of them. But that was a wild card. Maybe interesting to see. “Speaking of…mmm…what do you think Mitsuko?…more rounds with me?…watch me and Shinigami…? Let her have what she is begging for…after begging a little more?” That was one way to reward her, encourage her, see what she wanted.

“Oh, I thought you could get fun so easily?” Jumi lightly rolled the dice again, joining Shinigami. She might not have said anything, but after what the reaper said earlier, she could not help say a little more. “Don’t forget to let them know how I’m doing.” She added to Mitsuko. Not purely about taunting the reaper this time, but letting Shinigami know how it was. The only other one to have done this to her. She was not going to try to do ‘better’ than Shinigami had. Just try to make it enjoyable for both of them. Something different but special. “It feels so good for me. Perhaps the only one I will ever do this with.” It was not impossible she could do it with Shinigami before the night was over, if Shinigami wanted it. That would be something, giving it to Shinigami after she gave it to her. Her mind was not considering the reaper. She was not even thinking about it, she could not imagine the girl would beg for her. “Maybe Shinigami will join you back here later. I can only imagine the look on your face, the sounds you will make, if that happens.” The idea was out there now. But it would be fun to continue what they were doing for now. Let the spy just watch, until she was willing to beg, and really mean it.

Jumi had considered inviting Shinigami to join in. There was still the double penetration idea she had mentioned earlier, though she had planned another round or two before suggesting it. Still, was not a bad idea, Shinigami offering something she would try to get Mitsuko to do before losing the chance. This was something Mitsuko might never get another chance to experience, except to a degree with toys. She was happy enough to let it happen. “What was that? Well, it wasn’t nice to touch Mitsuko before I had chance, though I’ll grant you got permission at least.” That reduced Jumi’s anger over he previous touching. But combined with what happened earlier, there was still tension, mistrust, between her and the reaper, she was willing to push it further. ”We should take the chance to give Mitsuko an experience she might never have again.” She sat up, got behind Mitsuko, put her hands on Mitsuko’s hips, pressed the tip against her entrance again.. “Let’s show the nosy one how much she likes both of us. Only fair, after spying on us uninvited.” Maybe this would lead to her begging for something. Just hopefully targeted to Shinigami. Then she plunged in. The eager pace again.. “Harder to show her your face or talk like this. But don’t be shy, show us all how much you like this.” She playfully encouraged Mitsuko, loving that feeling again, the pleasure of her inner walls wrapped around her, not minding the fluids left behind by each of them. She was a little rougher this time, but still not Shinigami’s style, either with the reaper or what Shinigami had previously done to Mitsuko.