Dizzy x Baiken

This is a lot different than other fics I've written. Goes out as a request to a challenge, and a fic trade for http://ff.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600080745.

No hypno here, just a bit of bondage, seduction, and fun sex/a bit of dominance between two GGXX characters. Enjoy!

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A sexy enchantress with thigh-high black stockings, a worn, black leather bra that barely covered up her nipples, now erect and very visible through the fabric was chained to the bed. In her last battle again Axl his metal chains had brought her down and captured her, knocking her unconscious. Now, as she came to, she wasn’t really sure what was going on. All she knew was that looking around, she was trapped in some form of room and cuffed down to her bed.

This was Dizzy, part demon, part angel, an innocent display of promiscuity who could easily seduce onlookers. But now she was trapped in this room, wondering what would happen. Actually, she wasn’t sure what happened. She just lost the previously battle, and at this point she had no recollection of why she was trapped in the room. She felt a sense of helplessness, being disoriented but also slightly intrigued by the newness of it.

A door opened in the end and a female warrior entered. She had a katana at her side, a loose, sakura-colored robe with beautiful trim, and long, sultry red hair.

“Dizzy, Dizzy, Dizzy,” she teased. The washed-up hair and loose robe parted significantly around her chestline, exposing two voluptuous bulbs that bounced a little and struggled, hanging out of the thin, barely encasing fabric. She stood dominantly, her sword at her side and her bionic arm ready, as she pursed her lips and blew a kiss to the sorceress. Baiken was powerful, seductive, and attentive- she was much more mature than the young Dizzy. Even with her eyepatch she managed to have an aura of perfection and exuded confidence. Her pale skin and fighter’s stance was balanced by the aggressive, subtle, and sexual air about her.

“Wh… what do you want from me,” the confused Dizzy responded. She was tied down to the bed. Again, she wondered more the same questions of how she got there, and why she was tied down, and why Baiken was in front of her, talking to her this way.

“Oh dear…” escaped Baiken breathily. “Look at you, all tied up to my bed like that, well well well…”

As she said this, Dizzy squirmed. No! She shouldn’t be here. This was all wrong. Baiken had it all wrong. Why couldn’t she bring herself to actually *tell* her that?

“Just relax, Dizzy. I know your dirty little secrets. You came all this way and tied yourself to my bed so you could be here with me, so you could fight me and lose to me. That’s perfectly alright.”

“Bai… no, no… I don’t… I don’t know why I’m here.”

“Hm…?” Baiken questioned, taking a few teasing steps forward and bringing her hand forward in a seductive motion. She pursed her lips once again and slowly ran her tongue along her light pink lips, which Dizzy noticed. “Is Dizzy confused…?” she teased some more.

“NO! What… what are you doing?” Dizzy yelled as Baiken took a few steps closer. Dizzy was thrashing about now, hitting the bed against the restraints and gyrating her body to and fro in defiance to her captor. She did not want this to happen to her.

“Enough!!” cried the warrior. There was an imperative and command in her voice that made Dizzy silent at the moment. “…that’s better,” she continued, confident in herself. Dizzy gazed on with giant, beady eyes, afraid of what was going to happen next. She knew that in this setting, without her magic, she was no match for Baiken. Unfortunately for her, Baiken knew that too, and planned to take full advantage of it… and her.

She approached Dizzy and trailed a finger up her taut flesh, tied tightly to the bed with her spread eagle handcuff restraints. The half-human, half-Gear squirmed to the touch, part in pleasure and part in disgust. Dizzy had never experienced the touch of anyone, yet alone the girl. But as she thought, the air that Baiken had, the looks she had in her deep eyes as well as the sultry tone of her voice combined with all these touches made her feel something she had never felt before. She kind of liked this, in a very perverse way- but maybe it was all the stress of being bound making her susceptible.

“How do you feel, Dizzy…?” whispered Baiken. “Do you feel good….? Do you want me to make you feel better….?” She continued to offer. “I can give you everything… you know I can, lovely Dizzy. You’re such a beautiful magician… I’ve watched you and your ice magic, I’ve watched the angel and demon on your back protect you in battle. Too bad, they won’t protect you from me.”

“Waahhhh, no, they’ll protect me!” she managed to quietly retort, but Baiken was still running a finger lazily up and down her chest, trailing little circles around her belly button. Occasionally she would cup the hand on her cheek, while the other one, with the metal band, rested on her legs holding them down. Part seduction, part bondage.

“No, they won’t.” Baiken assured her. The forceful way she said that made Dizzy want to believe her. No, wait. What was Dizzy thinking? She shouldn’t be here. She tried to break free, and she couldn’t, but maybe… maybe there was a way? Baiken gave an innocent grin as she once more saw Dizzy wrestle from her touches and attempt with such futility to escape. She couldn’t escape, of course.

Dizzy thought she could, so Baiken would indulge her. “Do you really want to escape?” she asked. The half-Gear nodded her head enthusiastically. “Very much so… more than anything! Please, I’ll do anything…” Baiken stared at her fiendishly and said, “Good, I’ll let you go then. I think you’ve had enough. I’ll take off your restraints.” A hope entered Dizzy’s eyes as the warrior, one by one, began to unbuckle the handcuffs with a special key off her robe, but that hope very quickly dissipated as the last buckle was freed and Dizzy readied herself to break for it. Baiken lazily continued…

“…but you’ll still be mine.”

At that, Baiken pounced on Dizzy before she could even get off the bed. Her metal hand immediately found it’s way to the black leather intimate that Dizzy wore- she tore off the panty in the blink of an eye as the girl’s eyes widened in horror. “I’m going to punish you good right now, Dizzy, for trying to escape.” All the girl could do was yelp in fear and a little shred of anticipation as the fighter drew her face downward and extended her tongue, beginning to lap at the sorceress’ clit as the half-Gear, half human howled in ecstatic pleasure. She began to writhe, her lizard-like tail flapping back and forth like a dog’s in heat as the little ribbon on the end became undone. It was all so fast, but the caresses and soft seductions of Baiken just reached full throttle in this aggressive, primal display of heat as she literally ripped off her undergarments and thrust her tongue. Dizzy almost orgasmed on the spot. She had no clue what to do, how to feel, so she just began to rock her body- nothing could possibly prepare her for this. She gyrated in rhythm to Baiken sucking her swollen clit, loosened by all the touches, caresses, and sexy stares, by the sight of Baiken’s massive breasts falling from her robe.

The warrior withdrew momentarily to recover after a few minutes as Dizzy lay, heaving in pleasure. It was all so much, it was all so fast, and she couldn’t resist it. She was being seduced by her, and she couldn’t seem to fight this passion. In fact, Dizzy just lay on the bed without any thoughts of leaving. Baiken teased her playfully, a little surprised and disappointed that after so little attention she was broken and a nice, horny slut magician. Of course, she always thought Dizzy was a little, well, “Dizzy” when it came to sex, but she never imagined winning her over would be this easy.

Putting this thought aside, Baiken leaned over and kissed Dizzy deeply, as the sorceress responded more and more to her sensual touches and caresses. Slowly, the robe fell off, and the leather straps of Dizzy’s outfit were unbuckled in a hot display of passion. The magician’s pale peach body was glistening with sweat as she rocked her blue hair back and forth, her eyes closed in a deep euphoria as Baiken held her down, rubbing her body and working up little bouts of ticklishness and sexy caresses. Baiken was a patient fighter- she had to be. She could spend all the time she wanted to paying all her attention to the slightest detail, whether it be one of Dizzy’s nipples, a speck on her inner thigh, or a spot on her cheek. Dizzy helplessly, oh so helplessly responded to every caress, rocking herself with her eyes closed as her outfit, her morality, her will and her mission all lay scattered about her. She would have a lot of thinking to do especially after giving up so easily to Baiken. But with this beautiful vixen on her, she couldn’t think of these things. She could only think of Baiken, of the wonderful color of Sakura’s and being trained to be the samurai’s loving pet and slut slave. Think about it, if Baiken had a harem, and Dizzy was the first little pet! They both savored this thought as the fighter reached over and gave Dizzy yet another kiss. And another, and in a fit of passion, they began to make out once more. For minutes their tongues danced as Baiken reached down into Dizzy’s pussy and fondled her, touched her and made her every fantasy come true. The half-Gear had her first orgasm- well, her first several orgasms, each earth-shaking and like its own overdrive. And with every one Dizzy became looser and looser, ready to become more of a slut and less of a silly fighter. She was happy she was in the room. She was happy to be with Baiken, the oh-so-lovely Baiken. How foolish she was to try to fight the wonderful seduction!

“Do you have anything you want to say to me, my love?” asked Baiken.

“I’ll stay in this room with you, Baiken…”

“And you won’t go anywhere?”

“Never, ever ever… I want you. I want… you…”

Baiken interrupted her last “I want” with a slow, wet kiss, and a penetrating finger in the pussy… to which Dizzy howled a howl that silenced her for all that night and many to come. As she orgasmed again… and again, and kissed, and fondled her lover, she forgot everything else except those words…

“I want you.”