April 21st, 2010

Everything was going so well in the relationship Belle shared with her true love Mikhail. He felt the same overpowering love for her that she did for him, they had more in common than she'd ever known in any other being, and they'd both led eventful lives that had cast them into the spotlight, even if in very different ways. It was as though they were both the same person - sometimes, she wondered if it would be possible within their lifetimes to combine their minds and bodies into one without one of them having to die. They didn't know what it was that brought them so close together, but all they knew was that they simply could not live without each other no matter what.

However, she wasn't satisfied with anything she had tried since six weeks earlier, when she had indulged their shared fetish for large breasts by filling up her breasts with watermelons and then allowing him to toy with them and drink from them. She felt he had always managed to outrank her since then - but that was going to change tonight if she had her way. She wanted to do something more daring. So, when he was due to visit her after running an errand for his mother, her plan fell into place in mere moments.

She removed her clothing and replaced it with black lingerie, even including a pair of long black stockings for good measure. Next came two wristbands and some chains she'd bought for the occasion. Mikhail would arrive soon, so she knew she had to do this quickly. She’d known what it was like to feel helpless, but helpless at the paws of the man of her dreams – this was something entirely different to them both.

Before she had got into position, the front door opened, and she felt and heard footsteps coming up the stairs – this was the moment where she would either succeed or fail at her surprise. And as the bedroom door opened, she inhaled a breath, bracing herself for the reaction of her love.

“Well, hello Sharp.” smiled Mikhail. “It seems I’ve found my…damsel in distress.”

“Please, Mickey,” purred Belle, “help me...my prince.”

“Fear not, for I’m here to rescue you.” grinned Mikhail as he approached her. It was then that his eyes, silver like flowing mercury, flitted to the chains that bound her and then to her handcuffs, stopping for a mere second on her breasts. Was he thinking the same thing she was? “Hey Sharp,” he asked thoughtfully, “where’s the key?”

“We don’t need one.” giggled Belle. “My body’s our playground.”

“And pure is not defiled, my love.” smirked Mikhail. “I shall oblige!” And without further ado, she beckoned him forward with a swish of her tail, and he responded, lustfully walking towards her and leering at her every inch. And just as she had desired, his paws headed first to her shoulders and then to her breasts, before he began to loosen her minitop and then toss it away. She had succeeded – she was in for a night she would remember for a long time to come.

I bring you this beautiful piece from EbonyMalice, marking the very first time she has drawn a skunk. She wasn't feeling very confident about this, but I think she's done Sharp justice. Aren't she and Mikhail in for a thrill here? :3

Original image: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15488008/