What's New Pussycat?
She took the tight fitting shiny latex catsuit from its hanger.
“What’s new?” she purred, picking up the feline black phone handset from its cradle.
“Hello, is that Mistress?” Came the hushed reply.
“It is indeed she,” hissed in affirmation with a smile like a cat that got the cream.
Another half an hour and her kitten would be here at her side, a plaything for her entertainment and her gain. Just these last few details about time and place to agree with him and that would be that.
The phone was returned to its cradle and Miss retired to her bedroom to ready herself. First things first, Miss found a pair of cats ears and placed them on her head, the hairband disappearing beneath the bob of auburn hair. Eyeing herself in the mirror through lustrous lashes, she licked her lips and wiped a smear of fire red lipstick across them and turned to her wardrobe.
She took the tight fitting shiny latex catsuit from its hanger.
Later, after a glass of milk and biscuits, there was a tap at the door and a ring of her bell. A gentleman had come a calling and he was received with all due politeness.
“Come in, come in! You’re Felix I take it? And I well, I’m Bella” she purred.
After paying, from a large envelope of notes, the sum they had agreed, Bella led him to the dungeon where on a table was set a collar and a lead.
Now Felix was to undress. Bella gestured to a set of hooks where his clothes could be hung and also to a stool on top of which was a pair of black PVC shorts. As soon as he had tugged himself into the skin tight shorts, Bella took charge and had him collared. She snapped a lead to the buckle on the black, studded strip of leather around his throat. Felix felt his chin tickled at first and then scratched under the drag of Bella’s long, sharp nails.
“On your knees kitten!” She cooed, tapping a riding crop across his shoulder as he dropped to the floor.
Bella lifted her feet in turn and said “lick Kitty, lick”.
Felix gently kissed and licked the toes of her black boots and murmured, “Yes Mistress, yes Mistress.”
Kneeling, his eyes, downturned, he dared to furtively look up.
“Did I say you could look up?”
“No Mistress, sorry Mistress.”
Instantly, she flicked the crop behind his body towards his buttocks. The tail of the crop landed, stinging his flesh. “Now, I think you’re missing something, something every kitten should have,” she observed.
Turning on her toes, Miss picked up a tail, a swatch of black horse’s hair held together by a shiny, heavy anal plug and brought it before Felix’s nose. “There, Kitten needs a tail, doesn’t he?”
“Yes Mistress,” Felix replied with apprehension.
“Bend over the horse!” Mistress commanded, pointing at the vaulting horse at the side of the dark walled room.
“I’m going to open up your cat flap, you dirty creature and give you what you need!” Mistress grasped the zipper at the back of his shorts and tugged it down till the crack of his arse was exposed.
The cool air hit Felix’s skin just before a cold dollop of lube landed between his cheeks. Then the plug was pushed against his puckered hole until his sphincter opened and the plug found its way inside his anus.
“There’s a good kitten,” she cooed.
“Thank you Mistress,” he replied
“Now, I think the nine tails are needed don’t you”?
“Yes Mistress.”
From a stockade of implements, Mistress Bella took a cat o’nine tails in her hands. Her target, Felix remained in place over the horse. His long legs flinching occasionally as his ass cheeks gripped the plug tail lest he lose control and release it.
Standing over him, Kitty took aim, the handle gripped firmly in her hand and the long strands of the whip in her left. Raising the whip over her head, she took aim and…. whoosh, poor Felix was hit with a thud and then another and another.
Felix held the legs of the vaulting horse to keep himself in position. He had wanted this yet the intensity was overwhelming. It wasn’t just the physical impact from the implement that had his head reeling and his body flicking. Keeping his composure in this delicious predicament was all he could bear and his safe word was close to his lips. Could he take any more?
Felix has seen his Mistress advertising her feline domination services online and he had long wanted to be a pet, a creature and to submit.
Now he had been cat-napped.
Still the flogging continued. Felix’s rump was on fire and then she stopped. She strolled around his body till she was standing in front of him.
“Good kitten,” she smiled, her eyes beaming. She grabbed his collar and tugged the lead till his head was forced up. “It’s time for milk,” she mewed.
From the kitchen came a polished metal bowl, brimming with milk. Mistress sat in an arm chair and bade Felix to kneel at her feet. “Drink pet, drink,” she said. Felix began to lap, his tongue worked diligently, tasting the cool milk.
As Felix lapped, Mistress stood up and began to unzip her catsuit. She emerged perfectly naked except for her kitten ears. She sat back down and opened her legs. Felix had not stopped. He had carried on licking and lapping at the cool milk.
“Its time for your lapping to do some more good Kitten,” mewed Mistress. “I want your lips between my legs.”
Felix stopped and pushed the bowl to one side. Moving forward on his hands and knees, he found his tongue and mouth close the delicious sweet smell of Kitty’s cunt.
Mistress grabbed the riding crop and flicked his shoulder.
“Lick kitten, lick,’ she ordered.
Without further hesitation Felix began to give her his attention. Tasting her wet twat, he began to savour her juices. Mistress sank back into her chair groaning with delight as her submissive attended to her needs. As the pleasure grew, she found herself gripping his head between her thighs and in no time at all, Miss was orgasming. Felix’s mouth and nose were full of her sweet juices.
When Mistress was exhausted, she pushed his mouth away and rose to her feet. “Good kitten, good kitten. I’m done with you.”
Purring with pleasure, Mistress had his tail back out of his flogged bottom and bid him goodbye.
