Sweetsmirk Family's (Space) Beach Day
Floating deep in space, fitted with the latest in cloning and weapons technology, a looming ship known as the Kuron hums softly through the darkness. The Kuron is a behemoth of a ship, boasting over a hundred rooms, a wide variety of staff from different parts of the universe, several docking bays, one of which is home to the Ballista, a corvette ship upgraded with the best armor, weapons, speed, and space for long distance travel and transport, and of course, home to one of the richest self-made men in all of the galaxy, Terry Sweetsmirk.
Terry himself has made a business out of selling clones for labor and or... other things, with the Kurom itself being the main hub for the cloning process. Featuring a wide variety of templates bred and raised to be obedient and pure, these templates live a life without stress, of unlimited food, open space to roam, an ungodly amount of games to play, and security that would assure their safety. They live the life of a prized animal, without a care or worry in the world, and while their habitat was quite the marvel in its own right, it was nothing compared to a recent project of Terry?s he had created specifically for his two daughters, a 13 year old calico named Nina, and Amber, an 8 year old zebra filly.
Using the Kuron's adaptable design function and with some help from the tech boys and girls, Terry converted a huge empty room into an ambitious replica of a beach, a task that proved to be quite enjoyable despite the ambitious design. One that paid off quite handsomely when he first showed his kids the fruits of his labor. The beach room itself was beautifully designed: fake palm trees lining a small route to the main exit, a large, barely moving replica pirate ship stocked with empty barrels, more rope, and a jail cell; lights overhead emitting just enough heat to replicate a cool sunny day; a motor near the edge of the "sea" simulating waves; gravity generators designed to catch the cubs should they fall from a certain height; overhead ventilation system to mimic a breeze; and of course, real sand to really capture the feeling of being at the beach.
It was everything the cubs imagined traveling to the beach would be like. In fact, it got Amber so excited on spending some quality time with her family that she even found time during her off hours to design her own bikini. Using designs she found from an old Terran magazine her father had stored, she created a two piece swimsuit that was based of Terran sailors, complete with an anchor on her left chest piece, as well as a lifebuoy linking her bikini top together in front. When she finished, she happily debuted her new clothes to her father and older sister, who not only loved her new bikini, but Terry took it as a good enough excuse to take the day off and take his kids to the beach.
As such, a few days after their latest shipment across the galaxy, Terry grinned to himself, flexing slightly in front of a mirror in his room. He was dressed in a simple tank top and beach shorts he had bought recently. Satisfied with his look, he left his room and made his way to Amber?s first, eager to see how his little filly was doing.
Entering her room, he'd find her already in her bikini, not surprising seeing as she had been wearing it every chance she could get. He?d also find his older daughter, Nina, seated behind the young filly, finishing up the final ties to his youngest. Amber?s arms were folded behind her, neatly wrapped in a tight box tie that pushed her flat chest out slightly. Her wrists were carefully tied to her elbows, without restricting blood flow, and to cap things up Nina had graciously fitted a bit gag on Amber, the straps pressing down on her snout to keep her nice and settled, while further straps were snug on her cheeks, keeping the bit in place. It made the filly incredibly happy to be all snug like this, her tail's constant wagging quite the indication, a limb that would only spaz out even more when she saw her father.
"Phhph!!!" she cried out, hopping off her bed to run and tackle her father. He smiled and wrapped his arms around his baby girl, chuckling lightly as Nina stood up next. "Hey baby. You look beautiful as always," he said with a purr, ruffling her hair as he looked over to his oldest. Nina was dressed more liberally, wearing a two-piece pink and purple sports bikini that lovingly showed off her more athletic nature. She purred when she spotted her father's gaze and posed for him lightly as he stared. "Looks like you're almost ready yourself, Nina," Terry laughed, gently peeling himself off Amber as he walked over to one of Amber's closets.
"I don't know daddy, I feel plenty dressed already. Hells, I feel overdressed," she said, spreading her legs a little, the nudist kitten making her intentions known.
Terry laughed and reached in to grab some rope that he knew Amber stored, showing it to her and making Nina purr. "I think you're missing one or two key ingredients for our little beach outing," he laughed, coiling some rope and holding up for the kitten to see. She smiled and slipped off the bed as her father walked up to her, making a circling motion with his fingers to have Nina face her back to him. Seconds later, the tween kitten found herself bound just like her younger sister, complete with her own bit gag that was stored in her room.
Once she was dressed, Terry clipped leads to both his daughters and with a bit of a pep his step, led the girls first from Amber's room to the kitchen, to grab a basket filled with snacks that Amber had prepared earlier, then off to the beach room which had already been prepared by the Kuron staff ahead of time. A beach towel was already waiting for them by the door, as well as a thank you note from the staff regarding the free day they were given by Terry.
Terry set up the towel by the water's edge, and settled the basket down on the sand beside it. Unclipping the leads from his daughters' collars, he lightly patted their butts to let them go on their way, allowing them free reign as Terry made himself comfortable on the towel. He smirked as he watched Nina and Amber run off to the water's edge, the pair splashing water at each other with their feet and tails, giggling happily behind welcomed bits that muffled their childish giddy. It seemed like their bondage didn't seem to disrupt their play either, which in part could be because of their already deep interest in the artform, though the male cat suspected his daughters just needed an outlet to be kids, and not even their snug ties could stop them from having fun. If anything, it only seemed to add to the experience.
Eventually, the girls would tire themselves out just enough to fall back to their father, to which Terry had opened his arms to accept his drenched, bound and tired girls. He made space for them and helped them sit beside him, wrapping an arm around each girl and held them close, relishing in their youthful energy. ``You girls had fun?'' he asked, and the pair nodded, gag kissing him on the cheek, making Terry chuckle. ``Great, because we have a whooooole day of family bonding, and I want to make sure you girls get the most of it,'' he said, kissing each one on the forehead lightly, making the cubs blush and giggle. He then undid the bits of their gags, lightly pressing on Nina's nose as he slid hers out, while squeezing Amber's tail fluff when he removed hers. ``Alright girls, Amber made us a yummy snack, so let's rest up here while you gather your energy, and we can all play in the water together when you've both found your strength and are filled up,'' he teases, rubbing their bellies making Amber giggle and Nina purr.
``YAAAY!'' the filly shouts, bouncing on her butt while Nina nods her head. ``I can't wait, daddy,'' she said, using her tail to pick up the basket to bring it closer to the family. After all, while there was no need to rush things in space, good food was often best served while still warm, especially in the presence of good company, and snug bondage.