# Kinktober Day 11: Sensory Deprivation Author: LaVojeto Tags: Amy Labelle, Bear, Biting, Blindfold, F/F, Foreplay, Kinktober23, LaVojeto, Lauren Vojeto, Lesbian, Polar Bear, Sex, Teasing, brown bear, sapphic, sensory deprivation #11 of Kinktober 2023 These are very short, quickly written stories with no editing or review. Just writing to write. All characters within belong to me **Day 11: Sensory Deprivation** "You'll be gentle, right?" I asked nervously, looking up at the polar bear.  She grinned and nodded, taking the bandana in her hand and slowly lowering it over my eyes.  I breathed out slowly as I lifted my head.  She tightened it around my skull, blocking out all light from the world around me.  Squirming in the bed, my hands shackled to the headrest by a pair of soft cuffs, I bit my lip and waited. The waiting was the worst part; not knowing what was happening around me.  I could hear Amy moving around the bed, but I couldn't tell why.  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. A finger on my thigh made me squeak, and I snapped my naked thighs together, catching her finger between them.  She giggled and slid her finger out, and I exhaled, opening my legs back up.  Her finger went back to my thigh, and I whimpered as she dragged her finger up my thigh towards my core.  She stopped right before it and withdrew the finger. Warmth pressed itself against my stomach, and I bounced.  Amy giggled again, and this time her tongue lathered up my stomach, rising up, up, up towards my chest.  My chest heaved as she once against stopped before getting to my sensitive zones.  I whimpered, flouncing in my spot.  Two hands squeezed my thighs, and I let out an audible squeak. Fuck my thighs were sensitive. "I love that about you," Amy said, as if reading my thoughts.  "Your thighs are so sensitive, it's kinda hot."  Her fingers dug into my thighs, growing tighter and tighter.  My squeaks dissolved into moans as the pleasure soon became a soft pain.  Her grip released, and I shuddered slightly, feeling my wetness already. Pressure found my nipple.  It pinched.  "Oh fuck!" I squealed, arching up into it.  I swear, I'm not a masochist.  I just...it can feel good sometimes, OK?  And Amy and I had spent many years together getting to know one another's weak spots.  She knew mine very well, and had convinced me to let her take full advantage of it. Hot air washed over my other nipple, and suddenly I felt hard pressure on it.  I cried out.  A warm, moist muscle lashed at the sensitive flesh, sending ripples of pleasure down my body.  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.  I whined loudly, voicing my displeasure at Amy denying me that little bit of release I had been craving. "Don't worry," Amy cooed, breaking off of my nipple and sidling up to my face.  Her sweet scent flooded my nose, and I could feel her soft body brushing against mine.  "We got all night, darling." Source: https://sofurry.com/s/GnDLOdjn Part of the series Kinktober 2023 Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2059264-kinktober-day-10-fucking-machine.md