"I can't believe you dragged me onto that ice!" Tizzrah shrieked at Andariel as they made their way upstairs.
"C'mon, it wasn't that bad."
"Sure, for you. I spent the last two hours on the ground. My tail was starting to freeze." She pouted, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
"Nuh huh. Get up, we're going back out."
"What? Where?"
"The city. To a place called the Bat Cave." The skunk blinked curiously as Andariel tossed her a pair of black leather pants and matching, strapless top. "You must be kidding. I'm not even gonna try getting into these. Hmf."
"Yes you will. I'll dress you myself if I have to, but that'd take some time and I might get distracted." The husky grinned. "Oh, and would you mind it if I were to borrow your collar?"
"Uh... why?"
It was past 1am when they arrived at the club. A line of eager furries stood outside, impatiently waiting to get in, but their attention soon drifted from the door to the approaching two.
Tizzrah took the lead. Black leather hugged her every curve, when it didn't, fishnet took over to cover silky fur. Around her neck hung a velvet choker, a small silver anhk fell from it. Purple streaked ebony strands fell loosely over her shoulders and violet gaze. A long black coat draped over her shoulders, nearly brushing the ground as she moved. Around her right hand was a thin strip of leather. She yanked on it forcefully.
Andariel stumbled forward, nearly falling to the sidewalk. The husky was also covered in black leather and fishnets. She wore extremely short shorts that left very little to the imagination, black fishnets hug to her legs until the knee high boots she had on took over. The plain black shirt she wore seemed to have been molded to her body. Two neat slashes had been made right above her breasts. Around her neck was Tizz's black collar, now hooked to the leash the skunk held in her hand.
The skunk glared at her submissive captive and licked her dark tainted lips. "You're to be at my side. Always. Do you understand?"
"Yes of course. You're right, always are, I am not. Punish me as you see it fit." Andariel said quietly, lowering her head in obedience.
The bouncer at the door, seeing all this called them forward and allowed them entrance right away.
"My God!" Tizzrah exclaimed as they stepped inside the club. Hypnotic crimson strobe lights flashed along with the erotic gothic sound that blasted loudly. Everywhere were dominant furries and their willing victims; at corners making out; in the dance floor grinding to the beat; at the bar trying out some new mix. Just the whole atmosphere was becoming extremely arousing.
Andariel watched Tizz quietly and grinned as she stepped up behind the skunk. Her hand slowly slid over her waist, slipping between her legs, brushing against her over the leather of her pants. A kiss was then pressed to the side of her neck which sent shivers down the skunk's spine.
"Shall we have some fun?" The husky whispered softly against her neck and licked her earlobe teasingly. "Just remember, you're in charge tonight. I'm yours..."
The skunk exhaled quietly, then suddenly yanked on the leash, pulling the husky forward. Andariel stood before her and tilted her head curiously. Tizzrah only smirked and set out towards the bar. "Come."
Within the time span of half an hour, the two had been approached by several people with invitations or requesting to join. All had been denied.
The bathroom door was suddenly flung open as Andariel crashed back against it, Tizz glued onto her. She slammed back against the opposing wall but didn't seem to feel it, of if she did paid no attention to it as her arms were wrapped around the skunk, their lips locked in a feverish kiss. The skunk then pulled back for a moment and pulled the husky along by the throat, shoving her back against the counter. She climbed onto it, sitting comfortably as Tizz stood before her. Andariel wrapped her legs around the skunk's waist tightly, resuming with the kiss. The husky's shorts were quickly unbuttoned to allow Tizz's fingers entrance. She slipped her fingers within her, not wasting any precious time. Andariel gasped and shuddered powerfully, holding onto the skunk tightly as if it would stop her shaking. Tizzrah moved her lips downwards over the husky's neck. The collar was pushed down for a moment as the skunk roughly suckled upon the side of her neck. That would later on leave a very nice mark. The husky cried out softly as Tizzrah's administrations became quicker, deeper and almost rough. But just as Andariel's body reached climax, the skunk pulled away, leaving the husky gasping for air and glaring at her.
Tizzrah only smirked quietly. Andariel jumped from the counter and charged forward, grasping onto the skunk and pushing her into one of the large stalls. The door was slammed shut and locked. Tizzrah was pressed against the wall.
"Please finish what you've started..." Whispered the husky, so close to Tizz's lips. Her body was pressed against hers closely, almost teasingly. "Beat me, cut me, do as you will... but pleasure me just the same."
"Try begging on your knees..."
Andariel slowly sunk to her knees, gazing up at the skunk's violet orbs.
"Very nice, I rather like you in that position. Perhaps I'll reconsider after all." She gave a yank to the leash she held, pulling the husky closer to her still. Among the faint sound of the bass drum, the sound of a zipper sounded quietly and then a gasp.
Tizzrah leaned her head back against the wall and let out a shaky breath.
"That's pathetic," She hissed. "I want you to pleasure me, not entertain me!" The skunk reached down, grabbing a handful of the husky's black hair and pulled her back painfully.
Andariel did not dare say a word, only looked up at the skunk, awaiting her orders.
"Now pleasure me, slave."
The husky only nodded and lowered her head. She then leaned forward once again, brushing her tongue slowly over and around the skunk's clit, suckling upon it deeply. The skunk cried out softly and wrapped a leg around the submissive husky's shoulders, holding her in place. Andariel flicked her tongue within the sweetness of her sex, much like the tongue of a snake, tasting her. Tizzrah bit her lower lip as to stifle a second cry and tightened her grip on the leash, slightly choking the husky. Andariel paid little attention to the pain and only pushed on, those administrations becoming much rougher, almost desperate to push the skunk to climax. Yet, as Tizz's muscle began to twitch powerfully, the husky pulled away and glanced up, licking her lips slowly.
Tizzrah glared at her angrily and yanked her up by the leash. "How dare you defy me?"
Andariel said nothing, only met those violet orbs in silence. The skunk slid her hand down, within the leather of her shorts and slipped two fingers within her almost painfully. The husky cried out loudly, falling forward against the skunk.
"Is this what you wanted?" Whispered Tizzrah by the husky's ear with a flick of her tongue. "Answer me!" She demanded when she received no answer, deepening her administrations.
"Yes!" Andariel managed to choke out, pressing her hands to the wall on either side of Tizz.
Satisfied with the response, the skunk pressed a rough kiss to her lips and painfully nipped on the husky's bottom lip to the point that it drew blood. The husky whimpered quietly, shaking violently under such erotically painful treatment.
"Punish me..." She pleaded in a whisper. Tizzrah produced a razor blade from her coat pocket and made yet another slash to the husky's shirt, this time right along the side of her breast. The blade cut beyond the thin material and deeply into her tender breast, drawing blood almost immediately. Andariel threw her head back (as much as the leash would allow) and cried out loudly. The skunk slowly licked up the blood that had seeped down the curve of her breast.
"More?" Asked the skunk quietly, calmly.
"Please... punish me as you never have before." The husky whispered between gasps. Tizzrah withdrew her hand, watching the husky shake uncontrollably. Andariel then took her wrist and slowly licked her fingers. "Make me bleed. Make me beg for forgiveness. Hurt me!"
Tizzrah met her gaze quietly for a moment and shook herself, seeing that the husky wasn't just playing along with the game anylonger. There was a mad desperation in her gaze and voice, a want for the physical pain that had become entirely too arousing. The husky said nothing and only took a step back, flinching slightly as the leash stopped her in her tracks.
The skunk stepped forward and slammed her back against the wall. Andariel's coat and shirt were yanked from her and dropped to the floor. Tizzrah slipped a leather clad knee between her legs. The leather brushing roughly against her, painfully almost but the husky only found the pleasure in it. The razor was then run down her middle, creating a neat, deep gash. Another tiny cut then appeared along the base of her neck.
Andariel soon found it hard to breathe and could only tremble and cry out from what could've been pain or pleasure... perhaps even both. A final cry escaped her throat as her body could take no more. She shook violently with the ecstasy that burst through her and fell weakly against the wall. Blood covered her chest and stomach from numerous little random slashes. She reached out at the skunk whom was proudly admiring her work. Tizzrah managed to catch the drained husky and brushed damp strands from her face.
Minutes later, they finally emerged from the bathroom. Tizzrah once again in the lead, looking composed as usual. Andariel followed, being half dragged along, obviously being worn out and dazed by the experience. A drunk young leopard stepped up behind the husky, slipping his leather clad arms around her, fingers cupping around her wounded breasts. In any other case, Andariel would've actually fought back but she had little energy and whimpered. That same moment, Tizzrah turned. Violets focused on the grinning leopard and she slammed a fist into his snout, immediately dropping him like a stone to the floor.
"Mine. Hmf." She nodded and tugged Andariel along, moving out to the car. The husky only tossed her the keys and climbed in, curling up in the passenger's seat. It was well past four in that Saturday morning when they took off. Dawn slowly rose as the two slipped into bed, crashing almost immediately.