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Nexii wasn't entirely sure just how much money Miranda was spending during their weekend away from the troubles of the fast-paced, modern world.

She only knew what she'd been able to find through a quick internet search, and even the most basic of options made her wallet curl up in her purse and wince with pain.

"I really can't thank you enough for your generosity," Nexii said, knowing that she'd uttered the phrase at least a dozen times before she did it once more. "I would never have been able to afford this trip on my own."

Gray fur upon the snow leopardess was dotted with large, rounded rosettes of black, and an underbelly of white was hidden by the long, warm coat that wrapped around the entirety of Nexii's body. Being up at a ski resort, she hardly needed such a garment, but Miranda insisted that she take it with her, and she felt rude leaving it behind, even if wearing it inside the resort was starting to make her pant with warmth.

Miranda was such a common guest at the Saint Moritz resort that she was beginning to grow weary of just how lavish and overblown the entire area was, and while such a concept would have shocked Nexii, Miranda was already covering up a yawn as the ladies walked right past the front desk, arm-in-arm.

"Trust me, the glitz and glamour of this place will be lost on you soon enough," Miranda predicted, and though she had little basis for the claim outside of her own experience, she had plans in her back pocket that would keep Nexii from worrying much about the opulent lifestyle that those who were normally found at Saint Moritz were accustomed to. "A roadside shack can hold all of the same charm as this place, if you simply share it with the right company."

In exchange for payment of the trip, Nexii agreed to literally hang on Miranda's arm during the majority of it, and naturally, such a rare opportunity for a nineteen year old was something that the snow leopardess felt she had to jump on.

She never once thought ahead of what consequences might follow her actions, and her mind wasn't quite able to comprehend just what a woman with Miranda's facilities was capable of.

"I don't suppose I'll be getting any free time this weekend, Miranda?"

"You stopped being free the moment that you agreed to go on this trip with me," Miranda whispered, cautious of any of the other guests hearing what she had to say. "But I'm sure you'll come to appreciate my company before this weekend is over."

Stopped being free? What on earth does she mean by that?

**

Massive slabs of stone tile, columns carved with master precision, carpets and drapes woven of the finest silk and furniture made from the breast of fallen oaks were impressive to almost anyone who beheld them, at Saint Moritz.

Nexii was given such a brief opportunity to view them that she was already beginning to forget what they looked like, and even if her eyes could capture anything past the blindfold, she wouldn't be able to focus on the sight.

"I...I'm not sure that this is what I agreed to," Nexii murmured, and once again, she was repeating herself to the point of a fault, and Miranda still refused to listen. "I feel like we're missing out on a lot of the things this resort has to offer."

Miranda giggled quietly behind a large, soft mass of fur that was still wrapped around her wrist. The older woman was almost always trapped in layer after layer of the most delicate furs, and even when she stood in front of the warm, crackling fire in the fireplace of her private suite, she didn't dare to shrug them off just yet. "You're able to make such a sarcastic comment, even in your moment of struggle? I'm downright impressed, Nexii. I wasn't expecting that kind of bravado from you."

"My humor tends to be a little bit dry."

"Duly noted," Miranda replied, "But that doesn't change our current arrangement, and that you still don't understand the true value of this room. The price is well worth it for the privacy that it offers, and even though no one here can hear you scream through the insulation, you can still gaze out over that breathtaking view of the mountainside!"

Nexii wasn't even able to finish sighing in frustration when Miranda interjected a second time. "Well, you can't see the view, of course, but I can assure you, it's worth the price of admission. It really speaks to your own beauty, that I prefer to gaze upon your naked form, rather than the majesty of nature."

Though the compliment didn't make up for the situation that Nexii was forced into, it was a good start by Miranda, who didn't have any intentions of releasing the young leopardess. After all of the work that she put into trapping the feline, and the goons that she had to hire to keep Nexii still and calm while she tied down each length of rope, she'd invested too much time in Nexii to allow her to leave early, and invested too much in her own anticipation of the moment to be denied.

"As long as you allow me to take a picture of the view later, I guess I can forgive that."

"Of course you can take a picture later on! We've just got more important things to worry about at the moment."

Nexii rolled her eyes under the blindfold. "So I gathered..."

"For being such a sensual, young woman, you don't seem to have much of an appreciation for the build-up, Nexii."

Though Nexii and Miranda didn't meet by chance, the former was quite a bit younger, and more interested in having a quick fling before moving onto the next one. She didn't anticipate that Miranda would take up so much of her time, and though she knew that she'd have to pass through at least one sexual encounter to spend the weekend at the resort without paying money for it, she didn't expect Miranda would drag out the experience for such a long time.

She also didn't anticipate that Miranda could be so kinky, and at her ripe, tender age, Nexii had never been blindfolded in the bedroom, before. She'd never had her arms pulled behind her head and bound together with rope, as that same rope trailed up to the ceiling, leaving her on her knees, her legs spread apart, and her body stripped naked for Miranda to explore at her leisure.

Yes, it's kinda hot, but damn, Miranda...just get on with the show!

Nexii's own thoughts would betray her before too long, but as if Miranda could read her mind, the mature, older woman turned to face Nexii once more and took a few slow, quiet steps closer. "Your scent is rather delightful, and it's beginning to spread, Nexii. It's subtle, but most of the best things are, in regards to sex. It's not the rigid, harsh thrusting that makes the experience memorable; it's the preparation."

Though the snow leopardess wanted to ask how such could be the case, she was given the next lesson in her crash course, as Miranda bent forth and allowed the sleeve of her thick, plush coat to tease down over Nexii's right breast, and then, back up over the left, teasing right over the middle of each nipple in the process.

The poor, trapped feline trembled in place. The denial of her sense of sight left her completely unaware of the coming gesture, and the sudden, fleeting touch upon her tender nipples left her spread, bent legs shaking in place. "I g-guess you might have a p-point," Nexii tried to reply without letting a quick gasp separate her words, but Miranda was content to tease her body every step of the way, and her tummy tensed up as the fur of the coat slipped down over her torso, brushing against her own peach-fuzz fur, en route to the birth of her clitoral hood.

Ropes bounced, and then tensed up all over again as Nexii's tiny, sensitive nub was given the lightest of brushes from the most skillful of hands. "Glad you're starting to see things my way, my dear. Let's keep moving forward with our weekend, shall we?"

"...T-that sounds lovely," Nexii whispered. She sucked in a deep, sharp breath as she tried to fight back against a squeal, but the noise still escaped her muzzle in the form of a silent whimper, one that left her bright, shimmering eyes winced closed, and immediately put a grin on the make-up painted lips of Miranda.

"Something told me when we first met that you'd turn out to be quite the little fur slut," Miranda commented, "And I can't tell you how happy it makes me that I was right. I know that you shouldn't stereotype, but...well," she trailed off, as she began to strip away the layers of plush, arctic fox fur from her body. Ever the adventurous spirit, Miranda wore nothing underneath her plentiful layers of fur, and her smooth, human skin was exposed, though Nexii would never have the chance to see it, as the blindfold held tight around her eyes.

Kneeling upon a rug that felt like an ocean of soft, delicate white clouds, Nexii didn't need to see anything to feel as though she was being enveloped in comfort, and the only distraction was of the occasional brush of a sleeve between her legs, being pulled from the underside of her rump, all the way through to glide against the sensitive labia of her slit, and right up over her clitoris at the peak of the gesture.

Fangs made a quick and sudden appearance as Nexii bit down on her lower lip and wrinkled her muzzle, refusing to believe that Miranda could have known about a kink that she'd yet to discover herself, and not wanting to make things so easy for the arrogant woman, as if her resistance would be a form of submissive revenge.

It was entirely the opposite. "Now now, my dear leopardess...don't try to hold back from the pleasure that I'm offering you, or I'll just keep dragging this on even longer."

Nexii gasped, as she felt a gentle tug against the long, tumbling locks of blonde hair that fell upon her shoulders. "Longer?!" she cried out in panic, but her voice was silenced thereafter as Miranda leaned in close and pressed her lips tightly to those of the captive feline. Such a passionate gesture in a moment that was otherwise riddled with lust carried a greater gravity, and none of it was lost on Nexii, as the blindfold became a needless thing.

Her eyes were closed under the cloth as she returned the kiss as fully as her bondage would allow, knowing that her trapped arms and shoulders would keep her neck at a certain distance. Each time that she pressed in closer and tried to slip her tongue between Miranda's lips, the crafty woman leaned back just out of her reach, and used the dropped sleeve of her fur coat to tickle down against the buzzing, erect nub of Nexii's clit, acting without any sense of warning, even if she was beginning to develop a pattern.

Being able to guess that the smooth, silky fur was going to brush over her sex did nothing to dull the pleasure for Nexii, who panted warm, desperate breaths against Miranda's lips with such frequency that her lipstick began to smear. The dark, ruby red color stained into the fur upon Nexii's muzzle as the pair continued to orally share their passions, but a more significant stain was starting to build on the sleeve of Miranda's coat, and even through the thick material, she could feel the sensual warmth of Nexii's womanhood pouring out.

"You're...mnnn... you're starting to give in," Miranda whispered, allowing the subtle, soft vibrations of her voice to tease over the front of Nexii's muzzle. "Perhaps I should add a little something extra into the mix, then?"

Nexii slipped her tongue forth and licked her lips, finding that an extra sweetness remained upon them after sharing such a kiss with Miranda. She was growing fonder of having her senses denied, and though she wasn't put in such a position that she had to address Miranda with any respect, she still only nodded in reply, fearing that she might start panting out her praises if she opened her lips once more.

"You haven't cracked just yet, I see. Don't worry, kitty; before this is all said and done, you'll have your head thrown back, and your maw will pray to me like I'm a fucking goddess, Nexii...you can count on it."

Despite her struggles to remain silent, Nexii gasped at the words alone, as they traveled across the sensitive rounds of her feline ears. Such a domineering personality was turning out to be quite the turn-on for the young leopardess, and her body was twitching with delights that she'd never imagined, and thankfully so; the strain of kneeling with such a wide stance would have been catching up with her body, if not for the series of wonderful sensations that assaulted her nerves with every passing moment.

" Give in," Miranda commanded, before she stood up and left Nexii kneeling, completely untouched, hanging with only the aftershock of the pleasure she already felt to keep her body trembling. No doubt, the older woman had a plan, and Nexii was sure that it would involve fur somehow, but when she felt the same, soft material against her sex as she did before, she was almost disappointed. Her hips began to grind of their own accord, knowing how close she was to a climax, but she worried that Miranda might be stringing her along, right when she needed to up the intensity the most.

I was sure that she could have come up with something more originaooooooh my God.

A dry patch of fur was placed right up to the now dripping folds of Nexii's sex, and rubbed back and forth a few times to entice the kneeling feline, but after just seconds of teasing, she felt a strong and rapid vibration against the mound of her womanhood, and her thighs began to quake at a sensation she could scarcely describe, much less physically handle.

Placing a vibrating wand with a large, round head against the underside of the fur, Miranda was able to focus the vibrations on any part of Nexii's cunt, while the vibrations traveled through each tiny, silky fiber of fur and tickled the sensitive flesh around the contact. Her entire slit was radiating with vibrating pleasure from the touch, and right at the very peak of the contact was her clit, teased to the point that Nexii finally lost the battle, and her inner muscles contracted of their own will, beating out the last of her stubborn resistance.

"Oh...o-oh my...g-gods..." Nexii could barely move her jaw as the fur twitched and tickled against the entirety of her nethers, leaving no part of her most delicate areas untouched. The wand was settled against her clit, and the shield of fur was a welcome addition, as the vibration might have been just a hint painful without it, but each time Nexii approached her climax, Miranda moved the wand down along the length of her folds once more, spreading the pleasure out and refusing to give the leopardess a chance to focus. "Miranda, I n-n-need to-

"Louder."

"Miranda, please, l-let me-

"I said louder, you desperate little fur slut!" Miranda interrupted once more, but it would be her last chance, as the combination of her domineering spirit and her sexual games finally broke Nexii down to her core.

Rapid, powerful contractions forced Nexii's inner walls to squeeze, and a quick, streaking gush of feminine ejaculate sprayed across the smooth, soft fur of the blanket that she was kneeling on. " Miranda! H-holy fuck, I'm...nnnnnnyesyesyes, I'm f-fucking cumming! Damn, it's...it's l-leaking out!"

The description of Nexii's climax was enough to stir a little wetness onto the womanhood of Miranda, herself, and the older lady could feel Nexii's hips pumping forward and grinding against the wand with a need to be filled. Pressing back against and abiding the leopardess for her cooperation, Miranda grinned from ear to ear and watched as Nexii thrashed her lower body about the best that she could within her bondage and panted rapidly, leaving the long, flowing locks of her hair scattered, and her body, when the streaks of cum finally settled, was a trembling, quivering mess.

"I'm not sure that the stains will ever wash out of that rug," Miranda suggested, more than happy to tease and taunt Nexii one step further than what was really necessary. "I suppose I can let you keep it, if you decide to stay the weekend, after all?"

Nexii could simply hear the smirk in Miranda's voice, and she could imagine what it looked like, but she didn't want her vision back...not yet. She'd never achieved such a powerful climax before, and as long as she could, she wanted to ride on the delicate, fading waves of ecstasy, before they carried her all the way back to the shores of reality.

"Even if I c-could," Nexii panted, still trying to catch her breath, "I wouldn't dare to move from this s-spot...I want more...I need more!"

"Perhaps if you ask nicely, I'll comply...but you still haven't learned enough patience, yet. Another demand like that, and I'll be forced to punish you!"

Pushing the wand against Nexii's snatch with a renewed vigor and a devious grin, Miranda drew another yelp of shock and delight from the snow leopardess. " Nyah! I'm sorry! P-please, please...don't punish me!"

Miranda chuckled daintily behind her wrist and eased up on the wand, allowing Nexii to ride out the last waves of her orgasm in peace. "Much better. Are you going to be a good kitty and behave yourself?"

Biting down on her lower lip once more, Nexii gave a rapid, desperate series of nods as her womanhood became too sensitive for the vibrator to touch.

"Good. We've got a long, cold weekend ahead of us up here, and there's no better way to keep warm than snuggling up against some fur," Miranda pointed out, "But you already knew that, didn't you?"

A quick, teasing push of the wand, forcing the fur back against Nexii's mound left her to struggle against another moan, and past the peak of her climax, she had just enough shame about her to resist such an overt, bellowing moan.

It was much to the delight of Miranda, who would have a wonderful time breaking down her inhibitions all over again...