Holiday Party 2016 - XXXmas Poledance

Related artwork commissioned from https://www.weasyl.com/~szira by https://www.weasyl.com/~ketsueki

Published by Ketsueki’s player on 2017-01-12

Please also distribute this (at no additional charge) with any legally hosted/published/archived copy of the related artwork.

Explicitly: Nina, PLEASE post this with the final (colored) version in your galleries and also any other versions you upload to your galleries. Adding the story to the Costume Party's first three pages of lineart as replies was probably annoying for all involved.

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The Holiday Party was held three weeks before the winter solstice celebration. Much like other industries, the consumer facing side of the company had a ‘party’ where it thanked re-sellers and market places, as well as occasionally courted new ones. Unlike normal holiday parties, however, guests had to submit two things for a ‘VIP’ experience. The first was a recent medical screening certifying health and lack of transmittable diseases. The second was set of preferences. All guests, of course, had to agree to a general NDA / delayed release agreement (typically just a year).

There were also the ‘bouncers’, not just a friendly reception staff, but actual in-party bouncers that ensured things didn’t get ‘too festive’. This time they were dressed up like Santa Claus. The costume design was modeled after a smoking jacket and each had been stored in a pine chest with a rubbing of peppermint oil to on the lid to give them faint holiday scents. Each costume’s main material was a red satin complimented by fluffy white cuffs, trim and sashes. This early before the party only one of the ‘bouncers’ was already on duty, mostly in his secondary capacity as a skilled and respected dominant.

They had been scheduled to arrive over about 45 minutes. First him, 25 min later a normal employee, then finally one of the higher ranking employees who was practically a VIP. The vulpine arrived a couple min early. Shi looked embarrassed, aroused, and oddly confident. He’d seen that combination a few times, mostly on the more socially conservative who hid everything beneath the suits; it really let them cut loose short term and allowed them to slowly gain confidence in themselves over time.

The latex fit hir snugly; it left nothing to the imagination and exaggerated some other parts. Clearly defined areola stood out brilliantly against the almost golden yellow latex encasement which covered almost hir whole body. Even hir eyes were protected by some kind of lens that darkened the sclera while providing a green outline that clearly showed where shi was looking. As shi neared he realized it might actually just be hir iris revealed by suit’s lens as it became transparent to allow hir to see. Hir tail appeared to be encouraged to remain, literally, bolt upright. It swished with each stride shi took, while hir arousal refused to dwindle. The lion figured that either hir suit must include some kind of base stimulation, or that shi was aroused just by marching about like this, or maybe both.

He greeted hir with an extended paw as he said, “You came prepared, glad to see you’re even a little early.” After a moment shi took the offered hand and he tugged. His pull not just up on to the stage, but a bit further by with an added dance move. He expertly used some excess momentum to fling hir in the direction of and then pull hir back towards him to turn hir around as shi neared the pole. The move left the PikaSlut suited vixen within an easy lean of the pole. The pole, with a shiny brass base plate around it, was centered in the circular stage. It rose up past where anyone normal could jump and was topped by a slowly spinning disco ball. The pole’s brass surface wasn’t smooth or unblemished. Among many secrets it held were the more obvious bands snugging it at about neck height. They were slip-rings for electrical connections; each had a retractable tether with a standard computer data and power interconnect. He pointed up towards the ball and ordered, “Find a comfortable pose, but raise your hands above your head.”

He saw hir blush deepen a bit, the suit doing an excellent job of shifting pigment in response to her increased heat. After a moment shi obediently lifted hir arms and leaned back. Her rump hitting the pole first, followed by hir shoulders. A dull thump of the collar meeting one of the charging rings on the pole was followed by hir zig-zag tail slowly rubbing one of the inner bends against the back of the pole. He strode over behind hir while he searched in to the rather large and currently bulging pockets that the costume came with. A couple items were pulled out where shi couldn’t see them. With a wide predatory grin he reached up and grasped at hir wrists and tugged them back behind the pole slightly. Shi barely reacted, though shi did flinch momentarily before making a visible effort to relax against the pole. He correctly figured shi’d comply with the wordless ‘milking’ motion he made as he gently tugged up hir hands and lightly pressed in at the edges of hir hand-paws. The outer digits shifted inwards, passing through a wide U formation and settling roughly in to a square as shi tried to form a tube with each set of fingers to thin hir hand-paws. He rewarded hir obedience with the first warm-up ‘gift’: a set of mittens, made with clear panels where the pads of cartoon-like paw prints would go. They slipped down until the tips of hir digits touched the end of the mitten. He pushed down at the open restraint belt at the base with two digits as the rest pressed ‘inwards’ at hir digits to fold them back down in to the mitten. It took hir even less time to comply and fold hir digits down with a soft whine as the belt shifted off of the fat of hir paw’s girth and instead rested solidly beneath hir wrists. He had to focus on them one at a time, so he picked her right, tightening the loop of the belt, squeezing the thicker rubber beneath until it was snug. The belt’s normal parts worked like any other, past the buckle an extra stud stuck up with a tiny eyelet for it’s head. The slack part of the belt was pulled a bit further to tighten it and line it up with the less tolerant stud. He slipped one of the smallest locks he’d ever used through it; even with the parts made out of a stronger metal it’d likely be almost purely decorative. The second mitten was also locked on. A quick loop of chain through hir left mitten’s belt and a loop and then clip through the right left them connected and bound the PikaSlut suited vulpine to the pole.

The Santa Claus costumed lion stepped back from the pole, looking hir over again as he asked “You’re quite trusting. Your profile says that you’ve already agreed to… well surprises?”

Ketsueki wiggled hir digits and rubbed hir tail against the back of the pole as shi replied, “Sort of: this seems a lot like the kind of surprise I might enjoy.”

The lion paced around the stage, reflecting on what shi’d said before turning to face hir and asking, “What about it do you enjoy? I’ve always wondered why someone would go past, well, just sex.”

The latex clad ‘vixen’ pressed hir rump to the pole, hir motions slowing as shi pondered. “I haven’t actually thought about it. I mean, for years I just did stuff online. I was really interested, but both too scared and too shy to do anything about it. One day a package arrived. I couldn’t help my self, it contained, literally, the stuff that I wanted to dream about having and doing.” As shi thought about it, shi fidgeted, the blush deepening to a crimson. Shi continued anyway, “The next thing I knew I’d been captured; it really was something like a fantasy. I was fucked silly, made to orgasm again and gain, and trained until I was beyond a doubt addicted to feeling pleasure.” A shiver ran down hir body as shi remembered. However, shi looked at the lion, and clearly recognized the mix of frustration and incredulousness conveyed by his features. Shi spoke again, “These suits are wonderful. I can be free from the expectations and status of my life, while keeping pure the mask that I had grown in to my entire life if I decide or need to go back. They also feel amazingly sexy to wear. While a bit invasive, they do solve a lot of sanitation issues as well. There’s also the built in safeword and distress system. I can explore my desires and kinks while keeping a safety net if things get out of hand.”

A pensive look from the lion was interrupted by a clacking sound. Both of their heads turned to the entry-way.

She looked like a goddess. Confident in her presence to exist, while still demure and reserved even as her body suit clung to each and every curve. Everything was on display and each step, each bounce of flesh, made a gentle little squeak to draw attention as parts rubbed. Her tail remained distinctively ‘fluffy’ within a sack that left it with a similar volume to a normal fox’s tail. Locks of snow-white hair met the mid of her back and framed her eyes. Pure white furred ears poked through like mountain peaks. Her eyes were like refracted sunlight, an intense and radiant shade of yellow, almost glowing against the contrasting light of her fur and inky blackness of her suit. The clacking was the sound of the ‘high heels’ that she wore. Instead of a full shoe they were mostly just the heel and enough of an arch to attach the strap.

He had to be more careful with the ‘VIP’. His paw was offered more to give her backup support and a second hand hold to use for her climb up on to the stage. With that bracing, one lower leg was raised on to the stage, his other paw reaching around to brace behind her back as she came up to sitting on the edge. He helped to hold her stead as she stood up in the narrow space left, and then walked her to the pole. The lion smiled at both and mimed the gloves he was holding at about the point that Ketsueki’s rump rested on the pole. “If you’d make a little room we can get started. The holiday party might seem like it’s a while away, but they sent you both a lot of ‘gifts’.” The presently obedient PikaSlut shifted away from the pole, testing out what it felt like to arch away from it. The lion helped the white furred vixen gently sway her arms back so that he could mitten them and then used a slightly longer chain to connect them together just beneath the zig-zag Pikachu tail.

With one reaching up and the other down, they’d make for a more interesting contrast, and with the hair on the arctic fox it made more sense to have her hands down. He knelt and searched the jacket’s pockets for the next items. Four ankle shackles that were similar to the thick wrist straps built in to the gloves. It took a little tugging to stretch their padded elastic parts over Vikki’s heels, but other than that each simply strapped on right above the ankle. Unlike the paws however, there was a special wire already prepared which he had to thread the belt through while tightening each shackle. Each pole dancer’s left ankle connected to the other’s right ankle. As he stood up again, he pulled out two ring gags. While he dangled them from each hand in front of the now captive vixens, he asked, “I bet you were both wondering why you were selected? It turns out that while many in the company find it sexy, you two are the only ones that went out of your way to get tongue studs. So tell me, who has been more naughty?”

The lion shifted to one side to stand before the white furred vixen. “Was it you?” he asked while holding up one of the harnesses and moving the ring gag towards her maw. The point of hesitation had passed for both vixens, they were already bound to the pole. There was also the promise of more gifts. Vikki opened her maw, feeling the pocket-warmed metal brush against her lips. What coated the ring as it touched the soft heated hole wasn’t saliva, the fluid was thick, and even more clear. The viscosity reminded the lion of silicon lubricant. The straps of the harness were mostly fixed. From either side of the ring-gag, two ran to vertex of the jaw where three more straps left each ring. One went under the chin; it hung loose, mostly there for looks but a bit to balance the straps side to side. Another pair of straps branched up, converging at the ring that was centered on Vikki’s forehead between the eyebrows. From that third ring another strap left, the lion carefully guiding it between Vikki’s hair, up over her head and down behind her head. A small stud with a large flat base was provided. It took some wiggling, but he found where the straps should converge and put the over head strap under the two cheek straps, centering them low on the skull so that when he slipped the included lock through the stud the ring gag was held, more or less, in place. Vikki had already extended her tongue. The lion had comparatively less trouble unscrewing her existing stud, setting it aside, and replacing it with the post extending out from the ring part of the gag. The new cap screwed on to the end, locking her tongue in a usefully extended pose. He winked at Vikki before striding around to face Ketsueki.

The lion chuckled as he saw hir anxiously waiting with hir maw wide, and tongue out. “Maybe it was you.” He said as he more quickly repeated the procedure on hir. Shi was almost too willing, holding still, letting him touch and stroke as he worked. The lack of hair meant that shi was hooked up even faster. “Ah also,” he said as he reached past her arm to grab one of the charging cords. Pulling slack out he moved the end he brought the thin tip to the collar’s rim and felt around it. A small click revealed the main component’s interface area. Connecting the cord was as simple as plugging it in and flipping down a simple retention cover. “We wouldn’t want your battery to run low tonight.”

He spread his arms wide as he moved to stand between the two vixens that now looked at him with expectant eyes and open maws. Playfully he gently pressed his paws to both of their noses. “You’ve both been quite nice at being naughty, so I’m sure you’ll get toys that you’ve wanted.” He strode around the platform and then knelt on one side. Two rather heavy plastic cases were brought up. Stiff black plastic pressed closed thick rubber rings, held secured by twist and flip locks on the two cases that were roughly half a meter by a third of a meter by a tenth of a meter. He cracked the locks and peeked in to both. With a nod he turned them around so that the vixen’s would have a tough time seeing what was inside. He pocketed the first item, and held the next to as he stood up facing off the stage. He turned suddenly, showing Vikki the items as he spoke, “First up, our lovely white haired vix.” One of the items was a buttplug with a standard, typical, shape; a gentle slope from a rounded head to two inches (5cm) across, then down to a tiny neck, then it expanded back out to a smaller disc that would spread the wearer’s rump-cheeks a bit. A built in ring was already connected via a chain to the comparatively far more invasive toy. An oddly shaped vaginal probe combined an ultra-sonic vibe and a curling tentacle like shaft to hold it poised with the fat end grinding against the G-spot and the thin end teasingly touching the cervix; it’s upper curve designed to nestle perfectly against the wall between the two. The flexible material’s tension would hold the outer side of the toy snugly to the labia of it’s ‘victim’, inflicting a covering of tiny feelers that would tease and stroke whenever the toy was active. A similar ring at the bottom end of the toy connected to the plug. He whistled at how fancy it was while showed off the toys to both foxes, but predominantly the one they were about to be put within.

He brought the buttplug up to her mouth. Wordlessly he started to tease its tip around the free end of her tongue. She exhaled slowly and swirled the tip of her tongue about its end. He was satisfied she was being naughty and rolled the toy higher, coating the tip in her special saliva. The lubricant saliva was clear and made the already shiny plug glisten brilliantly. Just a moment of that treatment seemed enough in his estimation. He knelt again, holding the toys up and angling them to make sure they’d align the way he wanted. He let the more complex one down gently, holding the plug by the base, as he reached up to spread Vikki’s rump cheeks. Aiming that lubed head right for her pucker, he pressed the plug’s head to it and slowly traced over the little folds. A spiral that tightened in until he was pressing right in the center. Insisting that the plug slide in. Further, spreading her wider, the plug was pressed deeper. At the feeling of real resistance he rocked it back out a little, then started pressing in again; repeating as her breathing quickened and the plug sunk deeper. She gasped as the plug’s neck was suddenly pulled inside, it’s base pressing to the outside of her pucker and letting it rest there with what must surely be a nice snug feeling.

He looked up at her panting face, already she seemed to be blushing, at least according to the sense of body-heat he could sense at the outer range of his visual perception. A much more radiant and visible indication was almost next to his face. He grinned and huffed once over her muff. His other paw reaching down to grasp the toy. He used the hammer head’s thinner part and teased it in a stroke up her glistening cunny as he called her out, “Yes, you’re definitely a very naughty girl.” His dark chuckle was the only warning she’d get as he swirled the thinner end of the head in a brief tease around her clit before stroking back down her labia and pressing it at her entrance. His other paw spread her lips wider apart with two digits as he rocked the head around a bit, trying to find a good way to slip it inside. He couldn’t find one and had to just press it inward slowly and insistently. The head spread her wide one way before the thickening tendril that followed it and eventually spread her the other. He shifted back to watch her blush deepen and her chest heave with a small moan as the nubby inner face of the base touched her folds and pressed to them concurrently with the vibe pressing to her g-spot and cervix perfectly. With a slight chuckle he removed the third item from his pockets. It was actually two chains, already clipped together. He used the clips of the shorter chain to clasp through the smaller belt-grabbing loops and then brought the longer chain to clip on to the shorter chain between her legs as well as the one between her plugs. With the high-heels if she spread her legs apart far enough and stood as tall as she could, the chain connecting her plugs was pulled taunt. Presently it didn’t do anything more than limit just how far either could move their legs apart.

Leaving the two vixens to ponder what might be next he moved to the remaining case. It had two similar rods and a third different rod. His chuckle darkened as he started to understand how the items worked. Pocketing the two similar rods and one of the other items within the case he held on to a fully rubber coated, but clearly solid core rod. Roughly 8 inches long, one end of the toy was a rounded tip while the other had a very small eyelet with a fishing line threaded through. The fishing line attached to a nice sturdy looking metal ornament. “I dare say, the ‘vixen’ with a cock might have been the naughtier of you two.” He showed off the sounding rod’s series of bumps in the middle. Starting out small they rapidly grew, then shrank down, only to grow again and shrink two more times, before finally just growing fatter than ever and then having a bit of a smooth section. He'd rely on hir latex suit to provide 'lubrication' as it adapted to the inserted rod. He tried to enjoy the dominance of grasping hir cock, and slowly, gently, but not quite as much as with his last subject, pressing the sound slowly down hir length. Holding hir by the cock and forcing hir to be still as shi whined and wiggled hir butt and curled hir footpaws. Each orb teasingly grinding along the inside of hir shaft, sealing it shut. It also left hir very little option about where hir precum would go. Shi was panting pretty hard as he finally let go, only the last barely graspable inch (~2cm) sticking out of hir length. The ornament dangling off of it gently rattling as a smaller sphere within it rolled about, adding a bit of teasing wiggle to the rod stuffed down hir shaft. Then he pulled out the two other items.

Vikki’s view of the items wouldn’t have been as good as the kinky-tailed vixen’s view. The lion saw both of their eyes widen as the more unusual toys were revealed. While they probably could be used alone, they took on a whole new level of potential when used with the electrically enhanced and enabled PikaSlut suit. Each was gold plated along the metal parts. Each was also a thin shaft of metal with a small black bulb at the end. Each bulb had an equator of studs midway down its length and one more at the tip. At the base a kind of circular mount had already been attached to a simple fat ring. He teased the tip of the shorter one through hir thankfully quite moist folds, lubricating the length briefly and tip with just a few twists. “No points for guessing how these work,” he muttered as he slowly worked the shorter toy within hir rump, feeling until he got the bulb just past hir sphincter muscle. The other toy was, at first, easier. He ground the tip against the vulpine’s cervix he looked hir in the eyes and asked somewhat seriously, “You have been training for being EXTRA naughty, right?” Hir eyes widened, and he teased a moment longer while gently pressing. Shi slowly nodded with a soft whine anticipating the sensation; he pressed more firmly, feeling hir slowly give and the head of the longer toy sink in to hir womb. He was almost able to read the disappointment that she surely felt at the nature of the toys; however he knew more pieces to the puzzle than shi did.

Without showing her what he was doing, he connected the small hand pump to a toy-ball like needle valve on the side of the rod’s joint with the ring. He gave a few quick pumps, sure that she could handle at least that, and then continued until he felt a slight bit of pressure. It helped that at that pressure the vulpine also practically jumped away as far as shi could. He grabbed the ring part and pressed the valve in again to bled off just a little pressure. Then he inflated hir anal toy to a similar pressure as he added, “Only a couple min until the guests will be let in from the lobby… but one more BIG item to let you both borrow.”

He pulled out the oddest strand of lights that either vixen had seen. A thin cord, maybe 3-4 mm thick, terminated on two ends with clamps that could grab rings. The rest of the strand of lights had older large bulb style diffusers mounted over tiny LEDs and at four certain spots more flat clamps which smaller metal shell ornaments with what sounded like small bells inside dangled from. The PikaSlut suited vulpine squirmed and playfully wiggled hir hips as shi thought about what was actually going to happen. It took just a paw on hir thigh to get hir to behave, the lion reaching up beneath hir legs to clasp the first end of the lights to hir anal toy’s ring. While there was slack he wrapped a bit of it around hir shaft and then clipped to her left nipple, dangling more, connecting to hir right nipple. Then he passed the strand back over hir tail base to his other hand. He continued with the arctic vixen’s right nipple, then left. There was actually a fifth ornament, but it didn’t clip on, rather it twist-locked in to the toy within her cunny. “You’ll both have a lot more fun once I ‘plug this in’,” he said while reaching between her legs, past the pole on the other side, to clip it to the ring on the toy protruding from the herm’s other toy.

Stepping back he looked them over, then checked the cases. Nodding he stepped off stage and stored the cases within a compartment that he then shut. An automated timer activated the program that had been transferred to the PikaSlut suit. The program changed some settings, like limiting hir to saying ‘PikaSlut’, ‘Pikachu’, or parts of either name. It also used the suit as a conductor for the power to make the lights glow, and even strobe under certain conditions. The arctic fox jumped and squeed in surprise as vibrations suddenly and intensely flooded her folds, clit, but predominantly her g-spot and cervix. The pleasure was intense and made her the ornament dangling from her crotch dance and jingle even if she tried to stay still. She’d soon realize, however, that if the toy’s chain were tugged just slightly it’d grow still once again. The other vixen was given a different kind of encouragement. Her suit would randomly move the exact point that it applied the place it was connecting the voltage supply to the lights along the thin shaft of each toy. The studs on the bulbs formed a secondary and parallel circuit that was carefully adjusted to tease hir randomly to the brink and then back off. If she continued to move it’d get closer to the brink, enough to make hir think shi might actually orgasm if she were constantly dancing, jiggling, and trying to wiggle to get just a little more. Hir suit would also reward walking around the pole with slightly different sensations.

The lion heard the doors being unlocked. “Almost time for the party. Your orders are to try to have fun and try to enjoy it. To present your selves to the guests. To be good helpers for the Santas that will give you more directions later.” He grinned as the lighting in the room lowered to a club like atmosphere with them on the stage.

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The holiday lights had been removed, and the suit’s program shifted to the next phase as both it’s load and the power source were disconnected. Strong arms grasped at each vixen’s wrist as Vikki’s and then the Ketsueki’s wrists were unclipped to free them from the pole. The small chains connecting their ankles already removed, allowing them to be turned to face the few remaining occupants of the room as the lion spoke up, “It’s time we put those ring-gags to work. The after-party, is /just/ beginning!”

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Q: Why are your stories/projects out of order?
A: This XXXmas poledance is a partly a gift to Vikki, so I'll publish it's story now. I published the Costume Party story as a journal back when the inks were done. It might be a while before the PikaSlut project is completed, but I look forward to sharing the story with everyone then.

Q: I saw the sketch/lineart on stream, why is the story’s publishing date two weeks later?
A: I actually went through a few major revisions on this before I found a style that made sense for the reader. Once I’d found it, that style forced me to think in a more dominant capacity and view things from that perspective. It made it harder for me to find the correct musings and required more energy and focus when I was in a suitable mood.

Q: Why are most of your new works posted on Weasly, InkBunny, and e621?
A: I prefer how those sites either default to, or make it easy to stay, in HTTPS mode. I also like how much easier they are to have properly tagged and searchable content on. My user profile page should make it easy, please find me on those other sites.

Q: Where to you roleplay online?
A: I (Ketsueki's player) look for RP in a few places on Furnet (IRC) and Tapestries (MUCK) ( http://www.furnet.org/wiki/index.php/Servers https://www.fur.com/tapestries/ ). While each of these are a specific service, interacting with them is possible from clients of my choice since they use open communications protocols. I also feel that these services are run by members of the community that are interested in providing safe play spaces, instead of corporations that might use data against me.

Q: What are your roleplay interests?
A: Even though it’s a platform (it’s more closed than not) F-list (not F-Chat) is a suitable ‘dating service’ with a generally comprehensive catalog of fetishes that can be easily compared to another ‘dating profile’. I’d like those functions to be easier to accomplish independently, but agreeing on terms is easier when you’re using a third party’s terms and if that data vanished tomorrow I’d still have the less feature-filled version on Tapestries. Plus that specific data is also ‘leaked’ by the stuff that is on public adult art sites.