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Category:
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
2,049
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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More Intimate Female Bonding
Chapter 33
Kalina got up and wandered back into the bedroom to continue hoarding clothing and getting drunk. Shutting the door behind her, she wandered over to the bed to start pawing through the pile of clothing Galadriel had abandoned to go take a bath. Under a pile of lace, velvet, silk, and the odd piece of satin, Kalina felt her fingers brush against the distinct texture of leather. In a minor eruption of expensive fabrics, Kalina wrenched the leather object from under the pile. It proved to be an exceedingly shiny black leather corset that was successfully designed to do wonderful things to cleavage without covering the breasts.
"Oooooooh..." As soon as she stopped drooling, Kalina quickly stripped off her dress, pulled on a conveniently available long black skirt then pulled on the corset, straining to pull in the laces.
"Whore! You got to it before me!" said Galadriel, opening the bathroom door.
"I'll share it with you if you lace me up," offered Kalina.
Galadriel smiled at the offer. "That sounds more than fair," she replied. Still wearing only a towel secured around her, she wedged a knee in Kalina's lower back and wrenched back the corset strings. Kalina stumbled backwards briefly then regained here balance as she felt the boning of the corset constrict her ribcage. She suddenly found herself abounding with cleavage.
"I think Elrond might have something to say about you wearing it without anything under the corset, dear," said Galadriel.
"Yes, well, he's not here and I wouldn't even bother trying to wind him up by dressing like this in public. In private, for certain lucky individuals, that's a different matter," said Kalina, grabbing her bottle of wine and heading over to a mirror. Galadriel followed her and reached around Kalina's waist.
"Uhm," said Kalina uncertainly has she felt Galadriel's breath on the back of her neck.
"Sorry, I just love what corsets do to your waist," explained Galadriel, running her hands around Kalina's severely restricted waist. Kalina shivered lightly, unused to this kind of attention from another female elf, particularly one with as high a position as Galadriel. She felt enticingly nervous, something she hadn't felt in years. She turned and looked Galadriel in the eye, her arms still encircling her waist.
"Look. I have no objections whatsoever to where this is heading on one condition," said Kalina before things got any more heated.
"And what's that?" asked Galadriel.
"Please, for the love of Elbereth, do NOT sleep with my father. I think my family is confused enough as it is without Arwen's grandmother being my one-night stand and a potentitep-tep-mother for me and my siblings... THAT'S JUST WRONG!!!"
"But it would fuck with Arwen's head," protested Galadriel, then decided to drop the matter as horror crept across Kalina's face. "Okay. Elrond is off limits from now on. Deal?" Kalina nodded. "Good." With that, Galadriel pulled the younger elf to her and kissed Kalina deeply. Kalina returned the kiss softly, reaching one hand under Galadriel's damp hair and caressing the back of her neck. She allowed herself to be guided back to the bed.
Kalina got up and wandered back into the bedroom to continue hoarding clothing and getting drunk. Shutting the door behind her, she wandered over to the bed to start pawing through the pile of clothing Galadriel had abandoned to go take a bath. Under a pile of lace, velvet, silk, and the odd piece of satin, Kalina felt her fingers brush against the distinct texture of leather. In a minor eruption of expensive fabrics, Kalina wrenched the leather object from under the pile. It proved to be an exceedingly shiny black leather corset that was successfully designed to do wonderful things to cleavage without covering the breasts.
"Oooooooh..." As soon as she stopped drooling, Kalina quickly stripped off her dress, pulled on a conveniently available long black skirt then pulled on the corset, straining to pull in the laces.
"Whore! You got to it before me!" said Galadriel, opening the bathroom door.
"I'll share it with you if you lace me up," offered Kalina.
Galadriel smiled at the offer. "That sounds more than fair," she replied. Still wearing only a towel secured around her, she wedged a knee in Kalina's lower back and wrenched back the corset strings. Kalina stumbled backwards briefly then regained here balance as she felt the boning of the corset constrict her ribcage. She suddenly found herself abounding with cleavage.
"I think Elrond might have something to say about you wearing it without anything under the corset, dear," said Galadriel.
"Yes, well, he's not here and I wouldn't even bother trying to wind him up by dressing like this in public. In private, for certain lucky individuals, that's a different matter," said Kalina, grabbing her bottle of wine and heading over to a mirror. Galadriel followed her and reached around Kalina's waist.
"Uhm," said Kalina uncertainly has she felt Galadriel's breath on the back of her neck.
"Sorry, I just love what corsets do to your waist," explained Galadriel, running her hands around Kalina's severely restricted waist. Kalina shivered lightly, unused to this kind of attention from another female elf, particularly one with as high a position as Galadriel. She felt enticingly nervous, something she hadn't felt in years. She turned and looked Galadriel in the eye, her arms still encircling her waist.
"Look. I have no objections whatsoever to where this is heading on one condition," said Kalina before things got any more heated.
"And what's that?" asked Galadriel.
"Please, for the love of Elbereth, do NOT sleep with my father. I think my family is confused enough as it is without Arwen's grandmother being my one-night stand and a potentitep-tep-mother for me and my siblings... THAT'S JUST WRONG!!!"
"But it would fuck with Arwen's head," protested Galadriel, then decided to drop the matter as horror crept across Kalina's face. "Okay. Elrond is off limits from now on. Deal?" Kalina nodded. "Good." With that, Galadriel pulled the younger elf to her and kissed Kalina deeply. Kalina returned the kiss softly, reaching one hand under Galadriel's damp hair and caressing the back of her neck. She allowed herself to be guided back to the bed.