Chapter 11:
Dark Encounters
After what Rebecca believed to be the most disastrous date of her life, she avoided Carol like nobody’s business. For the last several days she had begged, pleaded, and downright bribed other couriers to deliver to the machine shop for her, too mortified to go there herself.
But the fact was it was too far out of the way from the other couriers’ routes, so inevitably she ran out of favours and therefore had to deliver the latest parcel herself.
Despite the added weight, she wished she had some flour for Cordelia; she could do with the moral support. The two of them had grown closer in the interim, the brunette having brushed off Rebecca’s apology over the soiled dress and commiserated with her over her failed date.
Even without a package for her friend though, Rebecca’s bag was full to bursting, and as such it was much later in the day than usual when the Lapine arrived at the big door leading into the machine shop.
They kept it closed in the evenings to ward of the chill so she couldn’t see inside, but she could still see light through the murky windows above.
With most of the workers gone home, the shop was quiet, but when she knocked she very clearly heard a startled oath from inside followed by the heavy clatter of something large and probably expensive being dropped.
“Um, hello? Algrade courier service.”
Though she managed to inject some volume into her voice, she was distracted by the sound of urgent whispering from the other side of the door.
“Put the lid back-”
“That courier with the ass-”
“Shaddup you idiots!”
There was a long pause from inside, which was accompanied by a fair amount of rustling until finally the last man to speak raised his voice to address Rebecca through the door.
“You’re delivering kind of late aren’t you? We were just locking up for the night.”
“Y-yeah.” She answered uncertainly.
She heard some metallic sounds as he unlatched the door, then a creak as he opened it about a foot, his face appearing in the gap.
Though unshaven, he looked much less scruffy than Carol’s other employees so Rebecca didn’t bolt at the sight of him.
“Sorry, I got... held up. Is Car- I mean, is Miss Reindel still here?”
He stared at her for just long enough to make her uncomfortable before slowly nodding his head.
“I think she’s still up in her office. You have a package for her?”
Once again he stared at her, his eyes inscrutable.
“Yeah.”
She pulled the foot long box part way out of her bag to display the evidence.
The man was acting oddly... cagey, and it was setting her on edge.
He drew in a breath, looking her up and down, then slowly nodded as he pulled the door open wide for her.
“Alright then. Sorry if I seem cautious. I’m Gregory, the night manager here.” Seeing her reticence to enter the workshop he smiled a surprisingly reassuring smile; “We can’t be too careful. This isn’t exactly a nice neighbourhood, especially at this hour.”
Surprised at his shift in demeanor, but nonetheless reassured, she stepped inside.
“Oh that’s alright, I’m sorry for the late delivery but...”
She trailed off as she took in the sight of three other men inside.
Two were sitting on a large wooden box, their arms crossed over their chests and unfriendly looks on their faces.
The third was holding a menacing looking pry-bar low at his hip.
She swallowed nervously, her eyes flicking back to the foreman who had let her in.
He locked the door again.
With panic filling her, she tried to recall to her mind all of the things that she had learned regarding self-defense but in that moment she came up blank.
She flinched when he spoke again.
“Up the stairs, the boss asked not to be disturbed, but I know she’ll make an exception for you, sweetheart.”
He gestured towards Carol’s office, still wearing the same reassuring smile, though it wasn’t as effective as it was.
Still, after a good ten seconds, no one made any kind of move towards her and the manager’s arm was still held out, indicating that she should go up to the office.
With a weak smile, she remembered her purpose and walked up the stairs, doing her best not to show the irrational fear the four men had instilled in her.
As she climbed, she looked once over her shoulder.
Four sets of eyes were still tracking her, their owners unmoving.
Her hand was shaking as she knocked on the door as firmly as she dared.
What if she isn’t here? What if he’s lying? Why did he lock the-
A terrifyingly long moment later and the little metal latch of the office door shifted as a dearly familiar, if somewhat annoyed-sounding, voice broke into her fearful musings.
“I told you to leave- oh!” The expression on Carol’s face shifted rapidly from irritation to surprise when the door opened and her familiar figure appeared; “Sorry, Rebecca, I thought...”
She trailed off as her features shifted yet again to concern, the naked fear on the naive bunny’s face plain as day to behold.
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
Her arms gripped Rebecca’s shoulders and pulled her into the office as she looked her over, seemingly checking for injuries.
The apparent concern for her wellbeing made a lump form in her throat and the Lapine felt more than a little foolish for her earlier apprehension.
Without thinking she wrapped her arms around Carol’s waist and hugged her, the box forgotten in her bag.
Stressful tears seeped from the bunny’s eyes as the taller woman hugged her back after a moment of surprised hesitation.
It was a good thirty seconds before they broke apart.
“I’m sorry, some of your employees- I got scared. It was stupid.” Rebecca said in a rush as she wiped away her tears with her thumb, her other hand already pulling the package back out of her bag.
Carol’s expression darkened and her eyes narrowed.
“I’ll have a talk with Gregory. He’s the night manager and should know better. But Rebecca, this can be a really rough part of-”
“I know! I know. Like I said, I was being stupid.” She cleared her throat and presented the package to the dark-haired stunner; “This is for you. Not from me obviously, but from somebody, I mean, somebody must have sent it right?”
With her nervous fear subsiding, Rebecca found herself with other reasons to be nervous.
In the cramped office, there wasn’t much room for the pair of them to stand and she found herself somewhat overwhelmed with the scent of the other woman.
Luckily Carol took the package from her and quickly became preoccupied with it.
Though after a moment she sighed heavily and pressed two fingers to the bridge of her nose in apparent frustration.
“What’s wrong? It’s addressed to you, isn’t it-”
“It’s fine.” Carol said quickly; “It’s fine, it’s just not the one I was hoping for, that’s all.”
She set it on her desk and turned back to the bunny, an inscrutable look on her face.
The memories of their aborted date flooded Rebecca’s mind and she turned a bit pink under the other woman’s scrutiny.
“I’m s-sorry, about the other night I mean.”
Carol’s large breasts shifted upwards as she drew in a heavy breath.
“You mean the night where you totally blew me off? Aside from the very end, I thought the date was going well-”
Rebecca cut her off suddenly as remorse flooded her.
“It was! Well, actually, no it wasn’t! But that was my fault, I mean the carrots were kind of gross and wine is disgusting and then I messed up Cordelia’s dress and you were just trying to be nice and I-”
Carol’s lips silenced her babbling when they pressed tight to hers.
Surprised, but also delighted, Rebecca didn’t pull away, leaning into the lingering kiss, their breasts pressing together hard enough for her to feel Carol’s nipples peak through her shirt.
Once again their arms were wrapped around each other, their pelvises pressed tight as their kiss deepened.
Rebecca’s tongue was the first to move, slipping into Carol’s mouth as the older woman moaned in delight, her own tongue massaging itself against the Lapine’s piercing as her hand shifted low to grip the bunny’s tight ass, pausing briefly to give her poofy tail a squeeze.
The room was suddenly too hot as the only sound was their lips smacking together.
Finally, tragically, they broke apart, their faces hovering inches away from each other.
“See? That wasn’t so bad was it?” Carol murmured, her hands still massaging the globes of Rebecca’s bum.
The bunny girl pressed her groin tighter to Carol’s, the heat of the other woman’s center against hers enough to make her moan.
She nodded shakily.
Carol’s head shifted down to kiss at the side of her neck, her face shifting up until her nose was nuzzled into Rebecca’s hair.
“Are you going to make it up to me?” Carol whispered.
Once again the bunny could only moan as warm breath washed over her floppy ear.
“I’ve been wet for you for weeks now, you naughty little slut.”
If she hadn’t been so spun up with desire, the independent and strong willed side of Becks might have objected to being called such a name; as it was though, the word merely contributed to her arousal.
She found her voice just long enough to speak a single sentence.
“I can be your little slut, if that’s what you want.”
A dark chuckled met her words as Carol’s arms worked their way up to Rebecca’s shoulders, gripping them tight.
“Alright then, slut. I hope your tongue is as good as I think it is, because you are going to taste me. Now... get on your knees.”
It was not a request or a suggestion, it was a command.
Things had escalated rapidly but Rebecca was only too happy to obey, her eyes wide as she knelt before her.
Carol slowly unbuttoned her simple jeans and pulled them down just past her ass, her cream-coloured panties coming with them.
In the dim light of the office, Rebecca could see that she kept a neat patch of curly hair above her moist slit, but her pussy was otherwise bald.
She leaned in, her eyes fluttered close as her lips parted and her tongue extended...
A knock on the door ruined everything.
Carol muttered a curse, jerking her pants up and turning to the door.
The Lapine felt a little bit abandoned, her desire quenched as she recalled the intimidating men that were nearby.
Rebecca scrambled to her feet as Carol yanked the door open slightly and poked her head out.
“What?” She barked with no small amount of anger in her voice.
“Sorry to disturb you Miss Reindel, but… she’s here.”
“Again?! Oh for- Tell the old bitch that I’ll be right out!”
Her anger gave way to exasperation as she shut the door and pressed her forehead to it, cursing under her breath.
“Um, should I... go?” Rebecca asked in a tiny voice.
Carol wheeled on her, the irritation plain to see on her face, but she reeled herself in when the Lapine stepped back in surprise.
She drew in a steadying breath and nodded.
“Yeah, sorry, this meeting will likely take awhile. My silent partner, who talks way too much.”
“Okay?” Still uncertain, the bunny shifted in place.
The cherry-haired woman watched her for a moment, communicating her frustrated desire with a huff.
She smiled though as she looked the nervous bunny over.
When Rebecca first came to the city she had worked really hard to transform herself into a confident, independent, young monster.
But the mature woman could see right through her efforts.
The dyed hair, the pierced ears... it all made her seem like a child playing with her mother’s make-up.
She seemed to have picked up on Rebecca’s discomfort though because her demanding tone had all but vanished.
“How about I come by later and we can finish that conversation we were having?”
“Yeah, I-I mean, yes!”
Becks agreed immediately, her earlier arousal back in full force.
Carol tilted her head to one side and bit her lip as she looked the enthusiastic bunny over.
“Close your eyes.”
“What?”
“Close your eyes, now.”
There was that commanding tone again, and once more it made Rebecca shudder.
She did as she was told and a moment later she heard a faint rustling.
“Stick out your tongue.”
Carol’s voice was right in front of her now and again the bunny did as she was told.
Within seconds of sticking out her tongue she felt Carol’s finger tracing down it, leaving behind dewy moisture and an intimately familiar taste.
“When I’m done here.” She promised in that low voice of hers.
Rebecca’s eyes opened wide and she pulled her tongue back into her mouth, savouring the taste of Carol’s pussy.
For perhaps the first time that evening, she spoke without hesitation.
“I’ll be waiting.”
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Several hours later Rebecca was still spun up, having paced practically the whole time in her shared apartment.
More than once she had to go and stand outside, both to cool off a bit and to watch down the street for Carol.
Her heart nearly exploded when she spotted the other woman’s silhouette approaching, so rather than go back inside, the bunny waited to greet her.
She expected a friendly exchange when Carol mounted the stairs to her loft, but she got more than that when the large breasted woman suddenly pressed her against her door and stuck her tongue in her mouth.
Surprised but not unwilling, the Lapine kissed her back, her passion quickly rising to match.
The older woman broke apart only to say two words.
“Inside. Now.”
Becks nodded uncertainly at the demanding words, her nervous fingers fumbling with the latch on the door as her chest heaved.
Once she got the door opened they didn’t make it past the front entrance as Carol was all over her just inside, kissing her neck from behind as her hands gripped the bunny’s breasts through her shirt.
She is as demanding as a man!
The thought flew through Rebecca’s head, but she wasn’t about to complain.
After all, this moment had been building for hours, weeks really.
Carol’s hand released her breast and reached up to grip her throat possessively, causing the bunny to let out a tiny squeak.
“Get on all fours.” She growled into one of Rebecca’s flattened ears.
“Oka-”
She squeaked again when Carol’s hand tightened slightly on her throat.
“No more talking.”
The Lapine was no virginal bunny.
Like all of her kind she craved sex like food, but she had never been with someone so in control.
The faint thrill of fear made her wet.
Satisfied the girl wasn’t going to say anything else, Carol released her and she all but crumbled to the floor.
On all fours just as she was told.
Rebecca’s roommate Sandra poked her head out just then, clearly intending to complain about the noise, but a leveled glare from Carol set her back on her heels as she opened and closed her mouth several times before scurrying back into the safety of her room.
The Lapine didn’t even notice.
Satisfied that they weren’t going to be interrupted again, the older woman took a moment to admire the bunny’s position: her ears were completely flat to her head now as she looked over her shoulder at the dominating woman, her pink eyes wide.
“Pull down the pants. Slowly.”
Slow wasn’t what she thought was coming, but Becks complied, resting her weight on her shoulders against the floor while reaching back with two hands, hooking her waistband with her thumbs.
“That’s it, good little slut.” The mature woman hissed.
Once again the bunny shuddered at the possessive command, her hands shifting down her sides, taking her pants down one inch at a time and revealing her naked backside to Carol’s hungry gaze.
It took her a full thirty seconds, ending up with her pants bunched around her thighs, unable to get them any lower without changing position.
Something Carol would never allow.
“Look at that clean little pussy.” She laughed throatily; “But it is so very wet, you bad girl. Were you hoping someone was going to fuck you tonight?”
Becks had to swallow and work her tongue around her dry mouth before she could speak.
“Yes.”
Carol shook her head side to side, making a slight tsking noise as she knelt behind her.
Rebecca brought her arms around to try to lift herself back on all fours, but her lover wouldn’t allow it, pressing down between her shoulder blades with the palm of one hand to keep her face on the floor.
“Alright little slut bunny. No more talking, no more moving. Maybe, if you do as I say, you can get off.”
The game that Carol was playing wasn’t quite the bedroom play that Becks was hoping for, and the Lapine felt a surge of anxious uncertainty.
But then Carol slid two fingers over her mound as she palmed her privates, and any complaints the rabbit might have had died on her lips.
“Don’t think about it baby, just relax and let it happen.” Carol whispered.
Once she was certain the bunny wasn’t going to rabbit, pun intended, she began to move her hand, teasing Rebecca’s nether lip with each movement as she grazed the pads of her fingers over her labia.
It was delicious agony.
Carol kept at it, spending several minutes teasing her without committing her fingers to really pleasure her.
Rebecca held her tongue the entire time.
“Mmmm, you’re learning. Good sluts get rewarded. But bad sluts-” Her other hand suddenly struck one of the rabbit’s bare cheeks with a sharp crack, making her squeal; “-get punished.”
Once again anxiety swelled within the Lapine’s breast, and once again it was soothed away by magic fingers.
“Time for your reward.”
She couldn’t help but tense up at the husky words as she felt the angle of Carol’s stroking change. Anticipation built within her until she was suddenly penetrated, Carol led with two fingers as her wrist angled up into the crack of Rebecca’s bum
The bunny’s pussy spasmed around the sudden invasion, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan at the long sought after stimulation.
“You like my fingers do you? Such a wanton thing you are.”
Another sharp crack sounded as her opposite hand struck the bunny’s ass again.
Rebecca actually resented the sudden flash of pain, it really wasn’t her thing, but the fingers inside of her felt too good for her to complain, so instead she bit her lip and submitted before the dominating dark-haired woman.
Her pleasure began to mount again, Carol fingering her fast.
“Mmmm, perhaps you need a bit more.”
Rebecca heard, and felt, the other woman spit between her ass cheeks, the obscene noise making her shudder as she felt Carol’s thumb press to her rosebud, working in circles to moisten her back entrance.
“Here it comes slut. Don’t you dare finish on me though, we’re only getting started.”
Rebecca felt a familiar intense pressure as Carol slid her thumb home, the bunny’s breath catching at how deep she went on her first thrust.
She nearly came right then, but the fingers inside her pussy stilled, allowing her time to cool off ever so slightly.
“Not yet baby. I’ll tell you when, you don’t get to cum until I give you permission, clear?”
By that point all Rebecca could do was nod her head against the floor, her cheek dragging through a bit of her own drool that had seeped out unknowingly.
She almost expected another spanking for not vocalizing her understanding, but Carol gave her a pass as her fingers and thumb began to move again, quickly settling into a rhythm.
Within a few minutes, Rebecca was panting and moaning in desperation, her hands clawing at the floor as she did everything she could to hold out while Carol did everything she could to make the task impossible.
A tiny amount of sweat was beading on the cherry-haired woman’s brow at the effort she was making with her arm, she had been at it for over ten minutes by that point.
“You ready to cum you little slut?”
All she got in response was another moan so she stilled her fingers for a moment
“Yes!” Rebecca wailed, heedless of her roommate, or even her neighbours; “Yes, I’m ready! Let me cum!”
“Beg for it!” Carol all but snarled.
“I-I, please let me cum, please! I need it!”
“What are you?!”
Rebecca’s answer was as immediate as it was frantic.
“I’m a slut! I’m your slut! Please let me cum!”
The muscles in Carol’s arm went rigid as she fingered the bunny faster than ever before, her thumb likewise wriggling inside her.
“Then cum you dirty little whore.”
Once again, a small voice inside of the Lapine objected to the language, this kind of dirty talk really wasn’t her thing, but she was too far gone to care.
Her whole body seized up and her breathing halted as her insides clamped down on the pistoning fingers inside her.
“There it is, good girl.” Carol cooed softly.
Her demeanor shifted completely as Rebecca cried out with an explosive release of air, her body convulsing as her partner did everything she could to enhance, and prolong, her orgasm.
It was ecstasy, in every sense of the word.
Fireworks exploded behind the Lapine’s eyes as the moment spread out to touch eternity.
Nothing lasts forever though, and so, with one last wheezing gasp, she slumped to the floor, Carol’s fingers finally stilling inside her.
Several long breaths of silence spread between them, during which the mature woman gently removed her fingers, before laying down beside the spent rabbit.
Without really thinking about it, Rebecca turned on her side and threw one arm over her, though the other woman stiffened up oddly at the sudden embrace.
“That was... intense.” The Lapine finally whispered.
Carol didn’t acknowledge her words at first, instead staring at the ceiling while shaking out her fingers.
Finally she shrugged off the bunny’s arm and sat up, looking down at her with a slight smirk.
“I’m hungry, you have anything to eat around here?”