“Hey Lina, check this out!” Kay ran into the room and pulled her shirt up, flashing me with her bare titties. Which, all things considered, wasn’t actually too unusual for her. What was unusual was how I couldn’t actually see them. Across her chest was a giant black bar, one that moved with her, preventing me from seeing her nipples.

“I- that- Kay, what the fuck?” She giggled at my baffled expression. “You know I’ve seen your tits more times than you can count. It’s not like I’ve suddenly forgotten their appearance.” Although after I said the words, I did a quick memory scan to make sure that I still had the right memories. And thankfully I did. “It’s not like you’re accomplishing anything clever with that.”

Kay wasn’t the least bit discouraged by my lack of enthusiasm. “Just making sure it works properly. Doesn’t that sound like a brilliant way to tease you?”

She was trying to be all seductive and mischievous, but I still wasn’t buying it. “Not really? Usually it’s nudity that gets me in the mood. Not.. the exact opposite of that.” Normally I tried to be supportive of Kay’s weird endeavours, but this time I was drawing a blank. “You’re literally not showing me the thing that gets me turned on. And it’s supposed to be teasing?”

“Yup.” As if to prove a point, Kay pulled down her skirt and panties as well. Another black censor bar showed up between her legs. “So now I can do this all I want and you don’t get to see anything.”

I raised a hand to the air in frustration. “I mean I guess. But this isn’t going to bother me or anything.”

She just smiled at me with her beautiful devious smile.

A few hours later, Kay had taken to walking around the apartment completely naked. It was a little strange seeing the automatic censor bars follow her around, covering her chest and cock and even her ass. Not that it mattered to me in the slightest. 

“This isn’t going to accomplish anything,” I said, trying not to let the annoyance creep into my voice. “I see you naked all the time. You’re usually the one eagerly shoving your tits in my face.”

“I didn’t say anything.” Kay didn’t look up from her computer monitor, but I was certain she had a smug expression. “I just think it’s nice that I can freely walk around my own apartment without worrying about a pervert leering after me.”

Her comment caused my brain to outright short-circuit for a moment. “Kay it’s you! You’re the pervert here, not me! Somehow I’m not sure if you’re more of a voyeur or an exhibitionist, which is exactly why this whole ‘censor’ thing isn’t bothering me. You’ll break before I will. You’ll be begging to shove your titties in my face before long.”

Kay shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe. But in the meantime, there is a new hobby I’d like to try. Something that could be genuinely helpful for my mental and physical health, and this allows me to practise it without risk of oversexualisation.”

Now that was a real surprise to hear. Maybe I’d been getting too wrapped up in our games, while she just wanted to try something new. Especially something that could really help her. “Sorry, I guess I just got carried away. So what’s this new activity you want to try?”

She spun her chair around, and I saw the manic expression of joy on her face. “Naked yoga.”

Of fucking course it was.

“And this one’s called the Arching Panda. You have to reeeeeallly stretch your back by thrusting your hips forwards.” Kay had her hands on her bum, her legs spread apart, and was thrusting her pelvis towards me. She was totally nude, putting her entire body on display. Or at least it would’ve under any other circumstance. I was still forced to look at the giant black bar running across her chest, as well as a black square dangling between her legs.

“There’s no way that’s a real yoga pose. You’re just making excuses to try and do a striptease. It’s lazy and uninspired, and honestly it looks like you’re kind of uncomfortable.”

Kay let out a deep breath. “It’s common for people to be non-believers. I used to be a skeptic as well, but now I’m really starting to see the appeal.”

I rolled my eyes. “You know it looks like a bikini to me, right? The censor bar just covers your nips, so from my perspective it’s almost like you’ve got a micro tube top on. And you know I’m into that.” 

Kay smiled as she slowly let out her breath. “Wonderful! I’m glad you’re having just as good a time as I am. Now, this next pose is called the Slouching Panda.” She spread her legs apart and bent over at the waist, until her forehead was practically on the floor. Naturally giving me a clear view of her asshole, which was of course covered as well.

“Oh come on, you’re not even trying! Would it really be that hard to do this with actual yoga poses? It also might’ve turned me on more, because then you’re actually taking care of yourself. This is just you being self-indulgent and then playing stupid!” Although she didn’t respond, she started getting hard at my words. I knew this because the black square between her legs turned into a longer black bar. 

“It sounds like you’re getting stressed about something. What you really need to do is relax, to unwind a bit.” She stood up again only to squat down, hands on her hips, ass pointed out directly at me. “This pose is called the Dancing Panda.”

I had to admit, she was starting to get to me. Not with her teasing or anything, but just with how stupid it all was. “Seriously? Now you’re just twerking. You did that over my face last week as an alarm clock because you wanted me to rim you.”

“You’re right, that’s where I got the experience needed for this difficult pose.” She jiggled her ass, causing the black bar covering her dick to swing around all over the place. “You should recognise that Yoga is a complex and spiritual activity, but it’s rooted in the basics of our body. Often the simplest movements we do in our day-to-day lives can be similar to poses that help us stretch out.”

My first instinct was to call her out on her bullshit again, but then it hit me. I knew exactly what she was doing. “You did this. You set my nerves on edge so that I’d get all wound up.”

She stood up and turned around, closing her eyes as she started breathing slowly. “Did I now? That certainly sounds like something I might do. After all, you said it yourself - this isn’t bothering you in the slightest.” Kay stretched her arms up way above her head. “This pose is called the… the Arching Panda.”

I resisted my inner urge to throttle her. “You USED that name already!” But it was alright. I knew her game now, so I could beat her at it. Or even if I lost, it wouldn’t be my fault. I didn’t really care about the fact that I couldn’t see her naked in a sexy pose. I saw her naked in sexy poses almost every day. She was doing something to make me upset, to guarantee that it got under my skin.

Now I just had to wait it out, to beat her at her own game. Kay would obviously crack first. She loved showing off her body, especially to me. She was fighting a losing battle pretending she didn’t care, and it was only a matter of time.

Internally, I was fuming. Kay was coming up with increasingly absurd ways to try and tease me, or find excuses to walk around nude. Ranging from “I forgot where the laundry hamper is, so I have no choice but to not wear clothes” to “I just found out I have this skin condition that means I need direct exposure to sunlight (despite the fact we had all the blinds thoroughly drawn shut)” in terms of absurdity. It had to be driving her insane. It had to. And even though she was using the app to make me get angry, I wasn’t going to let her know it was working.

Only a notification broke my plans. A simple photo, from Nova. Who was in her bra and pantsless, legs spread wide, fingers exposing her pussy for the camera. 

Or at least, I assumed that’s what she was doing. I couldn’t see a damn thing.

Kay told me to send you something like this. No idea why, but sounds great to me <3

It was a pretty standard sext, except for how her cunt was totally pixelated. I couldn’t see anything beneath the blur. And I had to admit, it was a little frustrating, because Nova was a hot lady. Getting sexts and not even being able to see them did actually make me want them more.

So I stormed into our bedroom. The time for pussyfooting around was over, I needed to see what Kay’s endgame was. And I needed to make it clear that her shenanigans weren’t really getting to me. But as I opened the door, there she was - laying on the bed, totally naked, stroking her cock. Not that I could see it, of course. 

“Oh fuck yes. Hey babe, great timing! You’ll never believe this, but all that yoga earlier got me nice and turned on. Care to watch the show?” It was strange staring at her censored body. It was a position I’d seen her in so many times, my mind practically filled in the blanks. I knew exactly what everything looked like. But having it right in front of me and still covered from my view was still enough that I was caught off guard.

“Really? It’s not just you but other people as well? I can’t see anyone else’s junk?” I was doing my best to remain calm, so that she wouldn’t interpret anything I said as me being upset. “What, did you just tell our whole ass group to send sexts for the sole purpose of denying me?”

Kay shook her head. “Of course not, sweetie! Don’t be absurd.” She gave me an innocent smile. “It’s not just limited to others. Try taking your shirt off.”

My eyes widened and I did as she suggested. Sure enough, my nipples were covered by a pair of winking emoji’s, which was a rather bizarre sight. “Oh come the fuck on, that’s not even how the kink works!” I ripped off my pants as well and was met with the same sight between my legs. “Self-censorship as well? So now I can’t even properly look at my own fucking body?”

Thankfully I could still feel myself just fine. First I cupped my breasts, making sure to give them a firm massage, and then I started feeling my vulva. It all felt the same as normal, and I had no problem slipping a finger inside. But I wasn’t able to see it. Realistically it didn’t make much of a difference, since I could still feel where everything was, but it was still frustrating. It just felt wrong. 

“Darn, well that’s such a shame that you’re not getting in the mood at all. Because here I was going to invite you to fuck me, but I guess that can wait if you’re not interested.” She let out an extremely lewd moan as she continued to stroke herself.

I wasn’t overly impressed. “Kay, you’re doing your porn voice. The one you only do when you’re going out of your way to try and sound slutty. I get that you’re trying to recreate those gifs with the sexy girl masturbating with the censor bar making the viewer feel like a loser, except I know exactly what you look like underneath. And trying to add me into the mix is just stupid!”

Kay shrugged her shoulders. “Suit yourself. Enjoy that memory of me jerking off then, since it doesn’t bother you that you can’t see it.”

She went back to her masturbation, and I had to admit, I was getting turned on. But even if things looked weird, there was no reason I couldn’t still join in. “Alright, fine. You can fuck me. The least you can do is help me get off, right?”

Instead of responding, Kay bit her lip. “You know, I’m not so sure I want that anymore. You’ve been awfully rude and mean to me, and now I don’t know if I want to have sex with you. After all, you keep talking about how I’m not turning you on and you aren’t bothered by anything. So I don’t think you’ve earned the right to get dicked down.”

I was ready to chastise her again. To tell her how her plan wasn’t working, that she was doing it wrong, and that I wasn’t going to play into her scheme. Only this time… I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The most beautiful woman in all of existence was right in front of me, ready to bang, and my stubborn pride was getting in the way. Not to mention the fact that I really liked seeing her naked. 

“Is that really necessary? We can’t just, I don’t know, get on to fucking like usual?”

Kay shrugged her shoulders. “Your constant dismissal of my body has been a real blow to my self-esteem. Usually you’re jumping at the chance to see me nude, but now it’s like you don’t even care, or you’re fine with it just being a memory. My confidence and self worth is taking a dive, and that’s not something I should endorse.”

I couldn’t help rolling my eyes at her. “Okay fine. What is it you want me to say so that you’ll let me fuck you?”

“Something like ‘I’m a worthless beta slut who doesn’t deserve to see my mistress’s beautiful cock.’” She couldn’t help but snicker as she spoke. “Bonus points if you decide to embellish, of course. The more theatrical and degrading the better.”

Of course it was. So much for caring about self-confidence and whatnot.

Regardless, I was finally ready to admit defeat. Kay might’ve tweaked my priorities around to ensure I’d lose, to make me both more annoyed and more aroused at the situation. It didn’t change the fact that right now I just wanted to fuck her, even if it meant debasing myself for her amusement. “Okay FINE! I’m a worthless beta slut who doesn’t deserve to see your beautiful tits! I’m so turned on by your cock and I know I’m not even worthy of looking at it. You turn me on so much and having that taken away just reinforces that I’m a dirty slut, who’s lower than-”

My rant was interrupted by Kay literally jumping on me. With no interest in foreplay she pried my legs apart and thrust herself deep inside my cunt. “God you’re hot when you’re like that.” She was all over me, biting my neck, and pumping her hips in a rhythmic fashion. 

Although I was surprised by her behaviour, I wasn’t going to complain either. My censorship was still in place, so I could only see the black bar across her tits bouncing up and down with her movements. The entire area between our legs was blurred out. Not that I wanted to deliberately go out of my way to stare at my junk as we were boning, but there was a strange sort of perverse appeal to it. I finally admitted to myself that okay, maybe what she was doing was a little hot. 

“Learn your place, you little bitch!” Kay’s voice was husky and intense. “You think this is for your sake? You’re lucky that that hole of yours is something worth fucking, because otherwise you’d be stuck rubbing yourself stupid like the useless sex addict you are!” 

The irony was that I knew fully well that Kay was far more addicted to sex than I could be considered, but I was too far in the mood. Her insults were just driving me more and more into the zone. It was like a switch had been flipped, and all the pent up rage and denial was a floodgate that had burst open.

I was nearing my climax. But before I could say anything, Kay grabbed my hips and started thrusting even faster, her palm rubbing my clit as well for even more arousal. “Get ready, I’m about to dump my load right into you.” It was enough to drive me over the edge.

A massive orgasm wracked my system, my entire body shuddering from the intensity. Kay followed shortly after, and I could feel her hot sticky ropes of jizz getting shot directly inside of me. I let out a scream of pleasure, just letting it run over my body.

Kay pulled out, and a second later her entire demeanour shifted. She went right into aftercare mode, holding me close and giving me gentle caresses. “How was that? It wasn’t too intense, was it?”

I rolled my head over, a goofy smile on my face. “Come on babe. You know I love your antics, no matter how dumb they are. Seriously, you still didn’t even use the kink properly. You are aware of that, right?” It was strange seeing her now. Her privates were still blacked out from my view, although it felt different now that we were in our post-coital cuddle. 

“Hey, it’s not an easy kink to incorporate when the recipient is also an extremely hot lady. I had to improvise.” She looked at me with a sly expression. “And how come you’re the expert? Have you been jerking it to censored porn all this time?”

Her accusation caught me off guard. “What? No, I- that’s not-” My face started to flush as I tried to explain myself. Then I remembered what exactly Kay had done. “Hey, you don’t get to make accusations like that! You’ve been just as knowledgeable as I am.” Kay burst into laughter, and I couldn’t help but follow her. Sometimes it was fun to just laugh at the absurdity that was our lives.

“Ugh. So what, is the plan now to leave me censored and forced to beg to see you nude again?”

“Absolutely not.” Kay almost sounded indignant with her response. “You really think I could go a full day without showing you my titties? Babe I was about to undo the entire thing before you cracked. It was worth it, but you have no idea how hard it was to resist giving in. What’s the point of having a cock as sexy as mine if my girlfriend isn’t ogling it on a regular basis?”

Of course she was. I was at least relieved to know that I almost had her, although it really wasn’t a surprise. I just knew her too well. However, the relief was interrupted by a notification. A new message, this one from Evelynn. 

Found some new information. I’d rather discuss it in person though, rather than via text. It’s about the Sunripe Lemon and the special treat you got there a while ago.

Time felt like it froze around me. Evelynn had found something, a lead about the app in my head and where it came from. Not only that, but it was serious enough that she didn’t feel safe leaving a technological trail of any sort. Was there a genuine risk of us being monitored? I didn’t think we were in danger, because she would’ve sounded a lot more urgent if that was the case, but it still sent off all sorts of alarm bells.

Then my notifications beeped again, as she sent a new message. This was a picture with a gigantic black bar taking up half the screen, the words not permitted for user’s viewing written along the side.

She had the following caption attached to it. Also, Kay said to send you dick pics? No idea why, but I’m down.