{"sf1_id":2059574,"sf2_id":"GnDLOdjn","title":"Kinktober Day 11: Sensory Deprivation","author":"LaVojeto","words":489,"posted_at":"2023-10-12T02:26:00.000Z","tags":["Amy Labelle","Bear","Biting","Blindfold","F/F","Foreplay","Kinktober23","LaVojeto","Lauren Vojeto","Lesbian","Polar Bear","Sex","Teasing","brown bear","sapphic","sensory deprivation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2059574-kinktober-day-11-sensory-deprivation","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDLOdjn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/25/55/2555e3d2-3aa9-4aad-b054-ef4171672e0c","description":"#11 of Kinktober 2023\n\nThese are very short, quickly written stories with no editing or review. Just writing to write.\nAll characters within belong to me","content":" **Day 11: Sensory Deprivation**\n\n\"You'll be gentle, right?\" I asked nervously, looking up at the polar bear.\u0026nbsp; She grinned and nodded, taking the bandana in her hand and slowly lowering it over my eyes.\u0026nbsp; I breathed out slowly as I lifted my head.\u0026nbsp; She tightened it around my skull, blocking out all light from the world around me.\u0026nbsp; Squirming in the bed, my hands shackled to the headrest by a pair of soft cuffs, I bit my lip and waited.\n\nThe waiting was the worst part; not knowing what was happening around me.\u0026nbsp; I could hear Amy moving around the bed, but I couldn't tell why.\u0026nbsp; Every little puff of air tickled my fur, and I wiggled on the bed as I waited for Amy to bring her hands onto me.\n\nA finger on my thigh made me squeak, and I snapped my naked thighs together, catching her finger between them.\u0026nbsp; She giggled and slid her finger out, and I exhaled, opening my legs back up.\u0026nbsp; Her finger went back to my thigh, and I whimpered as she dragged her finger up my thigh towards my core.\u0026nbsp; She stopped right before it and withdrew the finger.\n\nWarmth pressed itself against my stomach, and I bounced.\u0026nbsp; Amy giggled again, and this time her tongue lathered up my stomach, rising up, up, up towards my chest.\u0026nbsp; My chest heaved as she once against stopped before getting to my sensitive zones.\u0026nbsp; I whimpered, flouncing in my spot.\u0026nbsp; Two hands squeezed my thighs, and I let out an audible squeak.\n\nFuck my thighs were sensitive.\n\n\"I love that about you,\" Amy said, as if reading my thoughts.\u0026nbsp; \"Your thighs are so sensitive, it's kinda hot.\"\u0026nbsp; Her fingers dug into my thighs, growing tighter and tighter.\u0026nbsp; My squeaks dissolved into moans as the pleasure soon became a soft pain.\u0026nbsp; Her grip released, and I shuddered slightly, feeling my wetness already.\n\nPressure found my nipple.\u0026nbsp; It pinched.\u0026nbsp; \"Oh fuck!\" I squealed, arching up into it.\u0026nbsp; I swear, I'm not a masochist.\u0026nbsp; I just...it can feel good sometimes, OK?\u0026nbsp; And Amy and I had spent many years together getting to know one another's weak spots.\u0026nbsp; She knew mine very well, and had convinced me to let her take full advantage of it.\n\nHot air washed over my other nipple, and suddenly I felt hard pressure on it.\u0026nbsp; I cried out.\u0026nbsp; A warm, moist muscle lashed at the sensitive flesh, sending ripples of pleasure down my body.\u0026nbsp; When I went to clench my thighs together, trying to find a modicum of pleasurable release, I found a squishy thigh already in the way.\u0026nbsp; I whined loudly, voicing my displeasure at Amy denying me that little bit of release I had been craving.\n\n\"Don't worry,\" Amy cooed, breaking off of my nipple and sidling up to my face.\u0026nbsp; Her sweet scent flooded my nose, and I could feel her soft body brushing against mine.\u0026nbsp; \"We got all night, darling.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Kinktober 2023","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2059264-kinktober-day-10-fucking-machine.json"}}