Dream weaver

With Kris hanging on to my right arm and Mich on my left I let them lead me around to the front of the table. They turn the chair around so it is facing the small door on the left of the room. So that’s what the chair was for. Kris lets go of my arm as Mich guides me to sit in the chair. My tail twitches nervously behind me not knowing what to expect from my friends. Mich holds my hands down on the arms of the chair and positions herself on my lap as Kris goes back over to the table and gets something from Tom. “Um, Mich you don’t have to hold me down. I’m not going to run away.” She just smiles as Kris comes back up behind the chair.

*Ripp* My eyebrows shoot up as I hear that sound. The grin spreads across Mich’s face as I try to turn my head to see what’s going on. “Kris. What are you doing?” A chuckle comes from behind me. “Making sure you can’t run away.” My eyes widen as she says this. I jostle the chair a bit causing Mich to try harder to keep me down. “Hey don’t I get a say in this?” Laughter echoes from the table as I say this. “Aww Kelly I thought you liked to be tied down.” I growl playfully my tail bating lightly at her leg. “I usually like to know why I’m being tied down.” “Oh just sit back and relax. The surprise is half the fun.” I turn my head and glare at her a bit. “Fine. I’ll play your little game.” With a huff I relax back against the chair allowing her to do what she is planning on doing.

I feel her pressing something to the back of the chair and bringing it around the side. As I look down I see a roll of duct tape being rolled out around my stomach. “Tom when this is over you are so dead.” He raises his hands up and shrugs his shoulders. “Don’t blame me love. They said you’d like it.” Before long my torso is completely taped to the chair. Mich finally gets up off of my lap but still holds my hands down on the arms of the chair. Smirking Kris comes back around the front of the chair. “One last thing and we let the show begin.” With that she takes some more tape and wraps it around the arms of the chairs and around my wrists. “What’s this for?” She grins looking at me. “We can’t have those fingers of yours peeling the tape off now can we?”

With me fully secured to the chair Kris and Mich make their way back to their seats. I look over to the table in time to see Kris throwing a now empty roll of duct tape to the smirking Tom. “Bloody hell, did you use enough tape there?” She smirks as I say this. “Well this way we’ll be sure you can’t make a break for it.” I growl softly as I pull at my bindings. Tom waves his hand at me as I do this. “Oh just sit back love and enjoy the show.”

With that said Tom motions to the DJ who presses play on his CD player. The music starts to pipe out of the speakers in a soft tone. It has kind of an oriental sound to it. I find my tail swaying with the rhythm of the pipes being played. My attention is quickly drawn away from the music as I hear the small door opening. There stands a lone woman in a deep green silk kimono. She bows to me lightly before she begins to move with the music. Her arm movements are swift, as she seems to be going through a type of martial arts movement. With a leap she does a spin kick landing about 3 feet away from me while at the same time drawing out a twin set of swords from her back. She then twirls the swords adding to her demonstration.

As the music begins to speed up and get louder her movements become swifter and more precise. I watch as she closes her eyes in concentration. Her sword movements coming close to the party sitting at the table but never once making accidental contact with her watchers. With a quick movement she stabs an apple out of the fruit bowl in the middle of the table. Tossing it up in the air she slashes at it with her other sword cutting it into even slices. When the slices fall one piece lands on each of the guest’s plate in front of them. As the group applauds she opens her eyes bowing to them. With a grin she stabs a strawberry lying in the bowl of fruit. She turns her head and smiles at me. My jaw drops as I see her smile. It’s her. There standing in front of me is the woman who has been haunting my dreams.

Her tiger-like eyes twinkle with amusement as she looks into mine. Giving one final bow to the ones sitting at the table she does a back flip holding the sword with the strawberry up in the air to keep the strawberry from falling off. She spins in the air causing her to turn. She ends up sitting on my lap just as the song hits its final chord. The sword tip with the strawberry is held expectantly to my mouth. I gulp a bit before opening my mouth to allow the sweet fruit to be guided into its destination.

She chuckles softly as the juices from the strawberry trickles slowly down my chin. Pulling the sword away she sheaths it along with the other one. Leaning in she catches the drop on her tongue and licks her way up to my mouth. I gasp softly as she brings her hand up and runs it through my short hair. I tremble as she draws me in for a kiss. It is so soft and sweet and yet so intense as her lips glide along mine picking up as much of the strawberry juice as she can along the way. A wolf whistle is heard from the table as the kiss deepens. “Boy you two weren’t kidding when you said she turns red easily.” I hear Kris and Mich laugh at Tom’s comment but my eyes never stray from the tigress’s.

After what seemed like hours she finally stopped the kiss. Her breathing was calmed compared to the pants that were issuing from my mouth. “Hmmm so sweet.” She whispers as she pulls her head away. Clapping and wolf whistles come from the table when the kiss ends. Slowly she brings her mouth up to my ear. “At last we meet little one.” She places one elegant finger over my lips as I open them to try to speak. “I know you have questions young one, and they will be answered in due time.” With that she leans back away slightly from me. Reaching into her kimono she pulls out a piece of paper with a number on it. Reaching towards my shirt she pulls it open and stuffs the piece of paper in my bra before giving me another light peck on the lips.

As she moves to get off of my lap I reach with my fingers gripping around her wrist. “Wait, at least tell me your name.” She smiles at me when I say this. “That I can give you at least. My name is Suren.” She brings her face back to mine and kisses me again. “Suren. That’s a lovely name.” She smiles again as I let her hand go. Standing up and heading towards the door she turns her head back to me. “Come visit my Dojo some time. Ask Tom. He can tell you where it is.” With that she leaves the room with me still strapped to my chair.

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Boy it\'s been a long time since I\'ve last updated here. Hopefully I can update more often in the future. Thank all of you for reading my little story here. Oh ya and killerkitty if you are currious no I am not from the UK. I am an american through and through. Never even been out of the country either. I just write how I think it would be. Once again thank you guys for reading and I\'ll do my best to update more often.