The Chiesters are in charge of security at an exclusive event. After arriving a bit late and show 410 your invitation, only to be told by the bunny girl that she'll need to perform a full body search on you before letting you pass. She brings you to a private room and begins patting you down...

She starts at your shoulders and slowly works her way down your body, patting you all over as she does so. The feeling of her gloved hands travelling across your form mixed with the sight of her in her lewd uniform soon causes your dick to become erect. You desperately try to hide it but can't move your hands to adjust it's position without drawing her attention. To your remorse, your erection it ends up pointing straight out at an odd angle that makes it incredibly conspicuous, but amazingly she still doesn't seem to have noticed. Fully focused on her task, 410 continues to pat down your sides until finally she reaches your waist. You can do nothing but watch in dismay as her unsuspecting face approaches your member. Finally, her continued descent causes her chin to bump into your protruding bulge. But that wasn't even the end of it. After being momentarily pushed down by her chin, a particularly strong throb causes your trapped dick to flick off of it, springing upwards and bopping her on the nose before coming to rest directly before her eyes. After wordlessly staring at it for several moments, 410 looks up at your blushing face, a huge smirk plastered across her own.

"Nihihi. What's this nyeh? Are you trying to smuggle a weapon into the event nyeh?"

Saying this, 410's hands ceased their downward descent on your hips and began to slowly work their way inwards, gradually approaching your crotch as she continues to pat you down.

"N-No! That's not what-Ah!"

Your voice tapers off into a moan as 410's patting hands finally reach your groin and begin their assault on the unprotected bulge. *pat* *pat* *pat* With each pat your erection bounces slightly, and you could she her eyes bounce with it as they intently followed it's every movement, her face still mere inches away from it.

"Well I can't just take your word for it nyeh. It's a matter of public safety after all. I'll just have to do an extra thorough inspection to make sure there's nothing dangerous here. Nihihihi~."

It seemed as if her patting was becoming more and more aggressive. She was now practically dribbling your penis up and down, her eyes still following it’s every movement as if hypnotized by it. And perhaps it was just your imagination, but it seemed as if she had started puckering her lips ever so slightly. Though it was impossible to feel such a thing through the cloth of your pants, it looked to your eyes as if she were sticking her lips out just enough so that they were brushing against your bouncing bulge with each new oscillation, peppering the tip with dozens of feather-like mini-kisses.

“Nihihihi. This is pretty fun. Bouncy~ bouncy~.”

You would never have imagined that this sort of sexual play could be so pleasurable, and you certainly hadn’t considered the possibility when you’d left home that night to come to this event that you’d be engaging in these activities with such a sexy looking bunny girl upon arriving. Unable to continue just standing there doing nothing, you began to rock your hips in time with her taps, adding more momentum to your dick’s swinging motion.

Luckily 410 didn’t seem to notice your hips, her eyes registering nothing but your undulating cock. She began alternating both hands, bopping your boner back and forth between them and giggling at the sight of it waving cheerfully at her. As the swinging became more intense, so too did 410’s taps, until each hit began to let out an audible smacking noise. The extra stimulation soon proved to be too much for you to bear.

“Aahh~!”

Unable to stop yourself, you let out a loud moan. This finally caught 410’s attention, causing her tear her eyes away from your member and glance up at your face in confusion. And it was lucky for you that she did, because immediately after that moan you’d accidentally swung your hips much harder than intended, something 410 would have noticed had she not looked away. But because she had looked away, she didn’t notice it, she didn’t see it coming, as this final twerk of your hips sent the bulge in your pants swinging upwards in a beautiful arc to meet a pair of puckered lips.

“Hmu?”

For a while Chiester 410 just continued to stare up at you with the same puzzled look in her eyes. Then after several seconds, she finally became aware of a new sensation on her mouth. Without moving her head, she slowly lowered her gaze back down to where it had just been moments before and instantly saw what was cause of that sensation was. The suspicious item she’d just been inspecting was now poking her in the mouth, it’s tip held loosely between her lips as if she was giving it a nice big kiss.

“Um, this is-! Well…”

As a part of you scrambled to come up with some sort of explanation, another part was busy inwardly cursing your clothing’s very existence for preventing you from savoring the warm touch of those moist lips that were now wrapped lovingly around your dickhead. Even with your pants still on however, you thought you could feel something prodding against the very tip hidden behind her lips. After a few more moments 410 finally pulled back slightly so that your member fell from her pursed lips.
Then her face broke into a wide grin once more as she looked up at you

“Nihihi. I knew this was a weapon. For you to be confidant enough to attempt a stick-up in the middle of a body check, this thing must be super dangerous nyeh. I’ll need to take extra safety precautions nyeh.”

As she said this, 410 rose to her feet and led you over to a large armchair in the corner of the room. Spinning you around, she pushed you down so that you landed in the chair with a thud. The instant your body made contact with the furniture, a multitude of gold threads sprang out from within it, winding around your arms and legs several times and binding them in place, making it impossible for you to move even an inch. Your legs had been spread far apart, and your arms were now stuck to the armrests. The bulge in your crotch was still sticking out, and now there was nothing you could do to cover it. Walking in front of the armchair, 410 turned to face you and stared down at her bulging target.

“That’s better nyeh. Now, let’s continue.”