Nikiru grabbed the cuffs first, rolling them out flat to drape over her arm. They seemed an obvious choice if she wanted Yi Lin to do what she wanted; the difficulty in applying them and in hiding them from her could be overcome- she just had to figure out where to put them and what would be a good time to use them...even if one or two were taken from her, so long as the remainder were attached that would give her flexibility.
	The second choice was harder, but still quickly made; taking the ring and the tuning fork. It wasn't normal for Yi Lin to let her touch her much while slutting her up, but...well, Yi Lin was still Yi Lin, so it seemed a safe bet that she could get close enough to her to apply the small oval-shaped ring- small enough to hide on her at that. The fork, however, would be more difficult.
	Closing the box quickly and returning the key back around her neck, she wobbled up to a stand and looked around. Not much time...she needed to...to...aargh she didn't know! Stash most of this somewhere around the room? On her person? She didn't know where she could keep the cuffs in her outfit- she didn't have pockets and Yi Lin might just *strip* her anyway. *Would* strip her, make her preen and prance and crawl and beg...
	Nikiru bit down on a knuckle, stemming the image. Oh, she was in such, such trouble; she couldn't think like this. She needed more *time*, somewhere safer where she could think. She needed to hide. Somewhere...somewhere...
	Putting the ring on her neck chain and the fork up a sleeve, she clacked over to the walk-in wardrobe and slid inside, burying herself within a thick rack of her winter-coats and pushing through  to the thin free space on the other side.
	Okay, safe enough for the next minute, she supposed. Take comfort in the normal, fuzzy furs about you and not...not anything else. Ignore it. Breathe. Plan.
	She touched the cuffs draped over her left arm, trying to force through an idea of what to do with them. Where to put them. Maybe she could fasten them to each other and loop the whole thing about her waist? Hmm, no, it'd probably be easier to-
	-A hand reached out through the furs and pulled her forward, tumbling into lean, powerful arms as a couple of the cuffs clattered onto the floor, barely having time to react as she was spun around, arms secured behind.
	"Hi~ slut," Yi Lin grinned in the shadows, "Hiding's cute, but you know you step like a rhino-boar, so why try? ...Or...did you just want me to chase you?"
	Nikiru felt the airbender's grip shift...then a free hand slid down the front of her skirt, fingers tippling the sides of her slit.
"Hmm? Was that it?" She murmured warmly, gently rubbing along with her words, "Want me to degrade you? Come after you and drag you back into your place? To struggle...fight...lose?"
	"N-No..." Nikiru panted, tugging at her arms- hips pushing forward.
The hand slipped out, hovering infront of Nikiru's face. A faint shimmer in the near-darkness greeted her.
	"...Liar." Yi Lin whispered, pressing her naked body into her...
...Then stepped back a little to look down, feeling something she pressed into her.
	"What's this?" She asked, bringing the other hand back to try and discern through touch what she couldn't by sight, "...Leather?"

>Truth-Bluff: "I wanted you to cuff me."
>Bluff: "Belts from the clothes."
>Bluff: "Part of an outfit for you."
>Attack!
>Truth: "Your cuffs."
>Distraction: Press back into her and grind dat ass
>Ignore: Try and talk her into not slutifying

Submission points:
Nikiru: 2
Yi Lin: 0