Not wanting to disappoint Kaoru before they had even started, Cara quickly undid her apron and dress, tossing them in the corner near the wardrobe. She untied the lacey frill in her hair and removed her undergarments, leaving her nude. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to her knees by the bed, the cool wood rough against her bare skin. Like Kaoru had described to her before, she tried to situate herself like a slave in waiting, spreading her knees and clasping her hands behind her back, and even tried to push her chest out. It was a surprisingly difficult position to hold, she found, but it was probably because her body wasn’t trained for it.
She didn’t have to wait long, thankfully. Just as her muscles were starting to ache, Kaoru opened the door and slipped in quietly, barely a jingle from her collar, closing it softly behind her. She was still wearing her wispy silks, but held a rough canvas sack in her hands, bulging with whatever was inside. Cara dropped her eyes to the floor, her blood pumping more quickly as Kaoru approached.
“That’s not bad, Cara. Have you practiced that before?”
She shook her head. “Um, no, mistress, I was just going by what you told me before.” She could have screamed and ran for the hills with so much nervousness in her, but somehow she stayed, and knew that she was exactly where she wanted to be.
Kaoru stepped around her and dropped the sack onto the desk. Her hands touched Cara’s shoulders, making her gasp, before slipping down her arms. Kaoru guided her hands to her elbows, instead of having them clasped together, and pulled her back straighter. When Kaoru’s hands glided down her sides and to her legs, Cara very nearly screamed, but instead kept her breathing steady, if somewhat quicker, while Kaoru put gentle pressure on her thighs, making her spread her legs further. “There we go. That’s more fitting for my slave.”
“T-thank you for showing m-me the correct way, mistress.” Cara stuttered, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. She felt so exposed and vulnerable, like she couldn’t defend herself at all if someone wanted to ravage her. Cara squeezed her shoulders reassuringly, before she rose again, rooting around in the sack. Cara dared to glance behind her, but only manage to see Kaoru’s hips moving back and forth, her tail snaking about in anticipation. She quickly turned her head forward and back to the floor, hoping that she hadn’t been seen.
“Chin up, now.” Cara lifted her chin, and heard a soft metallic jingling. The scent of leather filled her nose just before she felt a cool, soft touch at her neck. The leather tightened around her neck as Kaoru pulled the strap into place, and then her hands were on her shoulders gain. “Every slave has to have a collar, Cara. What do you think?”
Sure that her heart would be jumping out of her chest, or that her lungs would burst due to her rapid gasps for air, Cara’s shaking hands went to her neck, feeling the soft, yet firm leather against her skin, tracing her fingers over the metal buckle. She shifted her head around, feeling the restriction at her neck. Gods, it was incredible! She was so embarrassed, but it felt so right! “I…I like it, mistress. It fits me very well,” she finally managed, smiling joyfully for perhaps the first time in years. “Thank you, mistress.”
“Very good! Now, slave, I think it’s time you started pleasing your mistress, don’t you?” Kaoru’s tone was darker than Cara had heard before, certainly more commanding. Her hands went to the front of the collar a moment later, and Cara heard a soft click, and a little added weight. Then, as Kaoru sat on the bed, she saw that there was now a rope leash on her collar. Kaoru crossed her legs, and gave the leash a little tug. “Stand up, and keep your arms like they were. Show me what your body has to offer.”
“Um…yes, mistress,” Cara managed, her entire body burning with embarrassment now. Moving her hands back so that they were touching her elbows, she lifted herself from the floor, turning so that she was facing Kaoru. Thinking momentarily about what she should do, she finally decided to lean forward, so that her breasts were closest to Kaoru. She kept her eyes forward, afraid to look at Kaoru for fear that she’d suddenly find herself running off to hide somewhere.
“Hmmm, let me see what we have here,” Kaoru mused, her commanding tone mixed with a hint of playfulness. Kaoru’s hands gently cupped Cara’s breasts, making her gasp, though her touch was warm and gentle. She had never had anyone touch her like that before, but she had imagined it. Her body quivered all over, a soft, shaky moan escaping her as Kaoru’s hands lifted and gently squeezed her breasts. “Very impressive, slave; good skin texture, and well proportioned. Turn around, show me your behind now.”
Doing as she was told, Cara felt the leash go over her shoulder as she turned her back toward Kaoru, leaning forward a little further, pushing her rear-end toward the cat-slave. Her cheeks were on fire, and she gasped yet again when Kaoru’s hands slid up the backs of her thighs, cupping the flesh of her butt. This time Kaoru’s fingers probed in a gentle massage, up and down, even sliding between Cara’s cheeks, making her tense up. Kaoru laughed at that, gently patting her back. “Easy now; there’s no need to worry, my pet. I think there’s only one more thing you can show me now, so why don’t you do that, hmmm?”
Cara blinked uncertainly for a moment, swallowing nervously a moment later when she realized what Kaoru was talking about. Turning back around, clenching and unclenching her hands behind her, Cara took a step closer, breathing in quick pants, and thrust her pelvis forward. Kaoru’s hands touched her thighs, pushing them lightly. Following the lead, Cara opened her legs, spreading them open until Kaoru’s hands moved higher, brushing over the blond patch of hair that rested above her nether lips. “Mistress…” Cara began, feeling weak in her knees and off balance.
“Shhh…you’ve not been given permission to speak yet, slave,” Kaoru said sternly. Cara whined softly, but kept her mouth closed, closing her eyes. Kaoru’s fingers touched her lower lips, spreading them open, even slipping just an inch inside. Gods, her touch was amazing! Cara moaned softly, closing her eyes as Kaoru’s fingers slid up and down, and she silently wished her mistress would press them deeper. Then her touch disappeared. Cara looked toward Kaoru desperately, the collar restricting her from looking all the way down, and was surprised to see that Kaoru was rubbing her fingers together, a slight sheen of moisture covering them. “You’re getting wet, slave. What do you have to say for yourself?”
So embarrassed that it was a wonder her heart hadn’t stopped right there, Cara looked sheepishly toward the door, too afraid to even bring her legs back together. Shaking all over, she finally managed to stutter a reply. “I-I-I’m s-sorry, m-mistress…I don’t, I don’t know…”
“Oh, I think you do; you just don’t want to admit it, not yet. I think we should try to change that, don’t you? Hmmm?” Kaoru asked, tugging Cara’s leash and forcing her forward, so that she was standing right in front of her, just a couple of inches away. Before Cara could answer, Kaoru pulled her leash again, forcing her to bend over, and planted her lips right against Cara’s. Cara jerked backward, but with Kaoru’s firm grip on the leash, she couldn’t pull away. She stared into Kaoru’s eyes, her fingers digging into her elbows. But with Kaoru’s reassuring gaze, her fear ebbed away, and she let herself fall into the kiss, and closed her eyes. Kaoru’s lips actually felt very good, and as her resistance failed, Cara let her mouth open, and her tongue met Kaoru’s. It was the first time she had ever had a real kiss, and the fact that it was with another woman, and a cat-slave at that, didn’t bother her in the least.
Kaoru ended the kiss a few moments later, leaving Cara breathless and swaying on her feet, though when Kaoru spoke, her voice was filled with concern. “Cara? Is something wrong? Did I go t far?”
Cara didn’t understand, and opened her eyes, surprised to see her vision blurry. She finally brought her hands around and wiped the tears from her vision. She looked to Kaoru with a grateful smile. “No, no mistress, you didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to. I’m…I’m just so happy right now. Please, don’t stop! Please let me be your slave for a little longer!” Cara even brought her hands in front of her, clasping them together as if she were praying.
Thankfully, Kaoru nodded, her warm smile slowly going back to that stern demeanor she’d been wearing. “Good, I’m glad you feel that way, my pet. It’s long past due for you to pleasure your mistress, I think.” Kaoru stood, letting go of the leash so that it dangled between Cara’s breasts. “Undress me.”
“Yes, mistress!” Cara replied happily, her vision clear, her heart racing, but every fiber of her being told her that she was finally having a chance to explore her true nature. Hands shaking only a little now, Cara untied the silken ribbon at Kaoru’s neck, letting the rest of the nearly transparent material fall to her waist, revealing her breasts. She continued with Kaoru’s left arm and then her right, untying the little ribbons that held the silky coverings at her elbows, and then moved to her waist, undoing the largest ribbon. White silk pooled at her ankles as Cara knelt in front of Kaoru, her face mere inches from Kaoru’s hairless pussy. She hurried to undo the ribbons at Kaoru’s ankles, then finally pulled the silks away, rolling them into a loose bundle and placing them off to the side.
As she tried to stand, Kaoru’s hand rested against the top of Cara’s head, keeping her on her knees. “While you’re down there, I want you to show me how appreciative you are that I’ve taken you as my slave.” Kaoru sat down on the bed and wiggled her toes as she retrieved the leash. “Think you can handle that?”
Cara nodded, smiling, and blushing again. “Yes, mistress, I can do that.” Cara lowered herself so that her hands were out in front of her, and her face was just above Kaoru’s feet. She breathed in the cat-slave’s scent, getting a slight smell of grass, and, before she could decide otherwise, touched her lips to Kaoru’s toes. Not too quickly, she kissed back and forth along them, making sure to kiss each one.
Kaoru purred softly, and gave the leash a little tug. “You can use your tongue and your hands, dear. In fact, make sure that you do.”
“As you wish, mistress,” Cara replied, rising so that she was sitting on her knees, and carefully took Kaoru’s left foot in her hands, rubbing her fingers over the sole while she took Kaoru’s big toe in her mouth, sucking lightly upon it, her other hand massaging the toes of the other foot. She had such a good taste…With Kaoru purring above her, Cara’s tongue circled her toe, then slipped between it and the one right beside it. Cara knew she should have been embarrassed, but she was quickly becoming exhilarated at the experience, and could only make herself put forth more effort to please.
Once she had finished with the left foot, Cara moved to the right, repeating her performance, and enjoying every lick of Kaoru’s perfect foot. A tug at her collar some minutes later drew her out of the pleasure-filled daze she was floating in, and reluctantly she pulled her mouth away from Kaoru’s foot, looking up expectantly. Her mistress was smiling, apparently very happy, her tail flopping back and forth lazily. “Now, my pet, I think you should move up. My breasts are craving attention, and you’re the only one here who can give them what they want.”
“Um…yes, mistress,” Cara replied, swallowing some saliva and enjoying the taste of Kaoru’s toes as she rose, looking at the cat-slave’s big, round breasts in front of her. Having just experienced her very first kiss, this was a huge leap, but Cara dove headlong ahead. Kaoru fell back against the bed, her breasts bouncing slightly as she landed, forcing Cara to straddle her. Once she was on top of Kaoru, Cara leaned over and took her breasts in hand, tentatively at first, just to feel the warm, firm mounds. Was she really holding another woman’s breasts in her hands?
“Don’t be shy; squeeze them, rub my nipples! Use your mouth! Make me enjoy having you as my slave!” Kaoru commanded, sending a sharp gaze at Cara.
Blinking, Cara nodded her consent, ignoring the embarrassment burning on her skin, and bent forward, her fingers pressing into Kaoru’s mounds, gently at first, then harder, like she had done to herself before. She jumped when a moan that seemed far too loud came from the cat-slave, afraid that she had either done something wrong to hurt her, or that they would be discovered, but Kaoru’s content look gave her the courage to continue. Cara’s fingers brushed over Kaoru’s nipples, already erect, eliciting another pleased moan.
Giving in to her mistress’ wishes, Cara squeezed Kaoru’s breasts together so that her nipples were almost touching, and eased her tongue to them, giving each one a quick lick. Kaoru giggled and squirmed beneath her, but that didn’t stop Cara; her tongue played over both nipples, making sure to trace around the bases of each, her fingers massaging Kaoru’s soft flesh beneath them. She eagerly took Kaoru’s nipples into her mouth, sucking on them lightly, still flicking them with her tongue. Having imagined someone doing this sort of thing to her and actually doing it on another woman was too mind-blowing for Cara to think about; she would worry about it later.
Cara’s breathing was still coming in short gasps, her body on fire. She became aware that she was working her hips back and forth, trying to enhance the hot desire that burned between her legs. She had never felt this way when she was pleasuring herself in one of her fantasies, never so hot, so excited. Was this all a dream? Kaoru’s nipples in her mouth told her otherwise, the wonderful taste and scent of her filling Cara’s senses. It was too much for her to resist. Slipping her left hand away, Cara kept her lips sucking on Kaoru’s nipple, letting her other fall free, though her fingers were quick to start rolling it between them, Cara took her left hand between her legs.
With a pleased moan and Kaoru’s purrs filling her ears, Cara rubbed her hand over the bushy hair on her mound, then dipped her fingers inside her pussy. Gods, she was soaking wet! Her fingers slipped in easily, rubbing between the lips and over her clit, stoking the fire that already raged within. Yes! That was exactly what she needed, just a little more and she would be over the edge! Gods, yes! Yes!
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Kaoru snapped, venom in her voice. Cara just managed to look up, a trail of saliva dripping from her lips to Kaoru’s breast, before Kaoru hauled on the collar, jerking her forward. She landed on top of the cat-slave, their breasts pressing against one another. Cara was too shocked to say anything, but when Kaoru grabbed her left arm and pulled it toward her, taking a firm grip on her wrist, her hand now shiny with moisture. “When did I say that you could pleasure yourself?”
“I, uh…I…” Cara started, mortified. She had never seen Kaoru so furious, or even angry at all.
“What was that? Too embarrassed to speak? You’re getting punished for that, slave! On your feet! Now!” Cara whimpered, hurrying to crawl off the bed, hands clasped in front of her once she was standing, peering hard toward the floor. Kaoru was up a moment later, turning Cara so that she was looking at the door with a none-to-gentle shove. Cara had no idea what Kaoru would do. Would she gather up her things and leave? Would she tell Lord Cameron that Cara had done something to hurt her? Stupid, stupid girl!
Kaoru’s surprisingly gentle touch on her shoulders made her jump. “M-mistress? I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know…”, but Kaoru shushed her, and then spoke in a cooler voice.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you, dear…I guess I got a little too into the whole thing…but you are my slave, right? And I didn’t give you permission to do that. We can stop this now if you want, but otherwise you’re receiving a punishment from me. Tell me what you want, Cara. I won’t hold it against you if you want to stop now.”
Cara sighed, the tension leaving her along with her worry and fear, leaving her shaking with anticipation, as relief finally came through her. “Thank you so much…mistress…I…I need to be punished for what I did. Will you please punish me for being a bad girl?” There was no way Cara was going to stop now. She was having the best night of her life, and the smile she knew she must be wearing showed it.
Kaoru chuckled, squeezing her shoulders. “That’s my girl,” she whispered, then jerked Cara’s arms behind her, crossing them like they had been before. “Punishment it is, then. I think a spanking is in order!” Kaoru exclaimed, her voice once again taking on her commanding tone.
Swallowing a lump in her throat, Cara was suddenly feeling even more aroused, the prospect of getting a spanking for being a bad girl something that she hadn’t thought of since she was still a child, though certainly not in such a kinky way. Kaoru dug around in her bag for a moment, then Cara felt silk on her forearms, looping around both of them before being pulled tight. She then felt more being tied around her wrists and elbows, more than enough to effectively keep her arms restrained behind her. She worked her arms back and forth once Kaoru had finished, a whole new range of feelings coming to her. She was really tied up, and she was about to be punished! Could she have asked for more?
Kaoru turned her chair around and sat, her hand touching Cara’s thigh, spinning her around. Kaoru’s angry scowl may have just been for show, but she was pulling it off incredibly well. She patted her lap. “You’ve been very bad, slave, so it’s time for your lesson. I want you down here, with your ass in easy reach.”
“Yes, mistress,” Cara chimed, her voice sounding entirely too excited for someone who was about to be punished for doing something wrong. Still getting used to having her arms tied behind her, Cara was a little off balance, but crouched beside Kaoru, who took hold of the leash and guided her forward so that Cara’s stomach was lying across her thighs, her breasts hanging over the edge of the chair. Cara felt Kaoru’s hand against her bare bottom then, sending a quiver of delight through her.
“How many swats should we have? Hmm? How about…a dozen to start.” Cara felt Kaoru shift, then felt and heard the sharp slap against her bottom. She cried out despite herself, wiggling in Kaoru’s lap, forcing Kaoru’s free hand to take hold of her arm to keep her steady. Cara felt Kaoru’s hand come down again, and once more, but it stopped short of hitting her on the third blow. “You’re not counting them off. I want to hear the count so I won’t get confused and give you too few. We’ll start over at the first, and make sure you say ‘mistress’ after each number.”
Before Cara could acknowledge the command, Kaoru’s hand slapped against her bottom again, stronger than the first time. “One, mistress,” she gasped, the second blow coming almost immediately against the opposite cheek. “Two, mistress!” she cried, her butt already tingling. Kaoru wasn’t holding back, the next blows landing even more painfully. Cara rocked after each hit, tears in her eyes, pain throbbing through her bottom, but the fire burning between her legs hadn’t diminished at all; it was even stronger, begging Cara to erupt so that it could fill her with pleasure. If only mistress would let her… “Twelve, mistress!” she screamed, panting hard as Kaoru finally stopped, her hand lingering on Cara’s burning, stinging butt. Cara went limp on her lap, trying to breathe slower, blinking sweat from her eyes.
“Now, slave, do you think you’ve learned your lesson? Or should we have twelve more?”
“I’ve learned my lesson, mistress…please, don’t give me any more! It hurts so much…I promise I won’t do it again!” At the moment, Cara was telling the truth; it really did hurt, more than anything she could remember in a long time, but still…she might just have to misbehave once more if she and Kaoru ever had a chance to do something like this again…it was…exciting.
“I think I can believe you,” Kaoru said, her hand still rubbing Cara’s butt, even pinching and squeezing at her sore flesh. “Since you wanted so bad to pleasure yourself down there, I think you should pleasure me down there now. Yes, that’s a lovely idea! Stand up!” Cara followed the order, rising to her feet, awkwardly, wincing when she shifted her hips. Kaoru returned to the edge of the bed, reclining onto it and spreading her legs, holding tight to the leash. “Go ahead, slave; show me how you would pleasure a woman. You’ve thought about it enough, I’m sure, now you can practice.”
Actually, Cara thought as she went to her knees, she had been thinking about pleasuring a man…but that wouldn’t stop her. At the very least, she knew what she liked when she played with herself, so maybe Kaoru would enjoy something like it as well, although not having her hands could be problematic…Cara looked at Kaoru’s hairless pussy, already covered in a light sheen of moisture, and swallowed. She was nervous to say the least, but she knew that she had to do it; her mistress had given her the order…but she could refuse and get punished again…no, not this time, not yet. Taking a slow breath, she eased her face forward, breathing in Kaoru’s scent, and touched her lips gently just above Kaoru’s lower pair.
Kaoru purred excitedly the moment Cara’s lips touched her, sending a quiver through her body. Cara’s cheeks burned worse than ever, in fact, her whole body did, but she closed her eyes and kissed along the full length of Kaoru’s pussy, breathing in the scent, licking Kaoru’s moisture from her lips. Her tongue moved quicker now, slipping between Kaoru’s lips, and against her swollen clit. If Kaoru’s squirming and moaning were any indication, Cara was doing something right. Despite that, however, Cara still felt like she was stumbling around in the dark without a clue of what she was trying to do; it’s not like she had ever been trained for this sort of thing, after all.
“Mmmm, my pet, you’re doing very well. Work your tongue faster and deeper now, and bring me off. I know you use your fingers on yourself, so try to do the same thing on me, but with your tongue.” Cara didn’t respond to her mistress’ command, instead immediately tried to push her tongue deeper and harder against Kaoru’s clit. That must have been what she wanted, because she moaned louder, and again sent a terrified chill down her spine at the thought of someone discovering what they were doing because of just how loud Kaoru was crying out. Yet…no, that was just too much to think about; she shouldn’t be getting excited by the thought of discovery, should she?
After what seemed to be just a few seconds to Cara, Kaoru tensed, her legs closing against Cara’s head. Cara gasped, jerking backward as Kaoru suddenly became a lot wetter, not to mention much, much louder. Cara looked up worriedly as Kaoru continued moaning and squirming, but thankfully, the cat-slave was already starting to quiet down as the orgasm passed through her. Cara’s heart very nearly pounded itself out of her chest, but after several quick, panting breaths, seeing that nobody was coming into the room, she relaxed, blowing out a long, slow breath.
Kaoru sat up, purring contently, very nearly glowing as she smiled down to Cara. “You’ve got a lot to learn, my pet, but that was certainly not bad for your first try. Now, Cara…I’m going to be nice tonight, since you did such a good job.” Kaoru’s hand stroked along Cara’s brow, brushing a strand of hair from her face, then came to rest under her chin. Even such a light touch made Cara’s body tingle, and she squirmed despite herself. “Since you’ve pleased me so well, I’m giving you a special reward…if you beg for it, I’ll pleasure you, Cara. But you must beg very well.”
Cara’s eyes widened, and her heart raced once again. “Y-yes mistress, thank you so much, mistress!” she managed, immediately bending over to kiss Kaoru’s feet. What should she say? Could she really beg well enough to please Kaoru? She had to try, at the very least. She lifted her lips from Kaoru’s toes after another few kisses, looking up with hopeful eyes. “Please, Mistress Kaoru…will you please pleasure your slave? Will you let her know what it’s like to feel your pleasure?”
Kaoru seemed to think for a moment, and then she laughed. “No slave of mine will be so lucky, with begging like that! Remember, my pet, even your pleasure is all about my pleasure; everything you desire, even for yourself, must be for me. I think you can do much better. Or…we can forget about it entirely; it is starting to get a little late…”
Eyes widening in horror, Cara stammered incoherently, her face dropping to the floor, struggling to breathe. Finally she managed a few quick breaths, kissing at Kaoru’s toes, licking them quickly while she struggled to free herself from the silk ribbons so that she could use her hands to please her as well. “I’m so sorry, mistress; your slave forgot her place. She’ll gladly accept any punishment for her stupidity. Please, don’t leave your pet, mistress! She wants to please you more, however she can!” Cara kissed at the cat-slave’s toes once more before nuzzling her feet.
Karou shifted her feet as she shifted on the bed, and started tapping her foot. “I don’t know if you are really sincere about that. Perhaps you should show me how much you appreciate me somewhere other than at my feet.”
Cara’s head shot up, and she nodded eagerly, tossing her head to get her sweaty bangs out of her face. “Yes, mistress! Your slave wants you to be happy with her! She hopes she can make you happy by letting you play with her body…just like she worships yours.” Cara rose from the floor and straddled Kaoru’s legs, kissing her mistress’ neck tenderly. Her lips moved to Kaoru’s, and without hesitation she kissed the cat-slave again, her tongue meeting Kaoru’s. Her body rubbed against Kaoru’s as well, her erect nipples brushing against Kaoru’s, which were just as stiff.
Cara broke the kiss, breathing quickly as she did, and scooted back so that she could kiss along Kaoru’s chest, enjoying once again her taste and scent. “Please, mistress, your slave is begging you…let her body make you happy. Play with her body…let her pleasure you by being your plaything, mistress. Please, your slave begs you to use her!”
Kaoru’s hand took hold of Cara’s collar and lifted her face. Cara saw Kaoru’s grin for just a moment before their lips met in another kiss. Cara jumped when she felt Kaoru’s hand between her legs, surprised at just how hot and wet she had become down there. Kaoru’s fingers slid between her lips as her tongue wrestled with Cara’s, and then slowly her fingers slid away, the kiss ending. Kaoru showed her hand to Cara, and she could see her juices glistening. “I can’t say that was the best display I’ve seen, but given your experience, it will suffice. Now, Cara, my pet, I’ll play with you...if you clean my fingers of your mess.”
Swallowing a lump in her throat, Cara looked at Kaoru’s fingers, and felt a slight upset in her stomach. She had never tasted herself…but she could already smell her sex scent. Lips quivering while she squirmed in Kaoru’s lap, Cara couldn’t let a little thing like that stop her from getting what she really wanted. Licking her lips, Cara steeled herself, and licked at Kaoru’s index finger. The taste was something she couldn’t have expected, not entirely different from Kaoru’s, but still it lacked something and seemed…lesser than what Kaoru’s had tasted like. Still, despite her momentary revulsion, Cara dutifully licked each of Kaoru’s fingers, taking them into her mouth to make sure she had them as clean as she could manage.
Finally Kaoru slipped her hand away, and licked Cara’s cheeks. “Very good, my pet. I think you’ve finally earned your reward.” Cara’s heart pounded with anticipation as Kaoru guided her up and turned her around, untying the ribbons that bound her arms. No sooner had Cara pulled her arms in front of her, Kaoru eased behind her, pressing her breasts into Cara’s back, her hands cupping Cara’s breasts. “You’re going to enjoy this so much, Cara.”
“Thank you, mistress…” Cara breathed, rubbing her still-tender bottom against Kaoru. Red descended over her eyes, and before she knew it, Kaoru had one of the ribbons wrapped over her head and eyes so that she could see nothing. With a little surprised gasp, Cara let herself be guided toward the bed. Kaoru sat her down then guided her so that her head was on her pillow, and before she knew it, the cat-slave had climbed atop her, her still moist pussy pressing against Cara’s stomach.
Kaoru’s hands pressed into Cara’s shoulders as she began to purr, her lips touching lightly against Cara’s cheeks. Her hands slid down Cara’s arms and took hold of her wrists, bringing them up and crossing them over her head, near the headboard. Cara squirmed when she felt silk around her wrists again, but dared not resist her mistress as the silk was pulled tight and then tied to the headboard, leaving Cara’s arms above her head and impossible to use. Kaoru’s purring deepened, her fingernails suddenly gliding between Cara’s breasts, circling under them before flicking against her nipples.
“Didn’t expect that, did you, my pet? But I’m not done yet.” Cara responded only with a moan and an experimental tug of her arms, getting almost no movement at all, as Kaoru lifted from her belly and hopped onto the floor. Cara had a good idea of what was coming, but still, the anticipation was nearly too much. She heard Kaoru moving something around on the desk, and then she was at the foot of the bed, hands on Cara’s left foot. Cara moaned softly when more silk went over her ankle and was pulled tight, then tied to the corner post. Her right foot was soon tied as well, leaving her spread and vulnerable. Her heart raced, and the fire between her legs was nigh unbearable.
Panting as she pulled at her bonds, Cara couldn’t help herself. “Mistress…please don’t make me wait any longer! I can’t stand it, mistress!” She pulled harder at the ribbons, writhing as Kaoru watched. Cara could feel her eyes on her body, and heard her purring, still at the foot of the bed. She pulled at the silken restraints again, grunting, arching her back as much as she could to draw attention to her pussy. “Mistress? Please, please don’t torment me like this…”
Kaoru chuckled softly, patting Cara’s feet. “Oh, my pet, are we forgetting your place so quickly? Perhaps I’ve been spoiling you too much…” Kaoru’s fingernails skipped lightly across the soles of Cara’s feet.
Jerking sharply, Cara fought to restrain an outcry, but burst out in a series of gasping laughs. “No, mistress! Please, not that!” Kaoru’s fingers kept right on tickling, and Cara was powerless to keep herself from laughing. As much as her body jerked, she was sure she would tear through the ribbons, but they didn’t budge in the least. “Please, it’s too much, mistress! Ahh!” She heard Kaoru giggling between her own laughs, but her pleading had no immediate effect, the cat-slave gleefully and relentlessly tickling her feet for another few minutes before she finally stopped, patting the tops of Cara’s feet, leaving her panting for air and covered in sweat, her whole body tingling.
With agility far beyond that of a human, Kaoru landed on the bed, apparently jumping from where she had been standing, straddling Cara once again, holding her cheeks in her hands. “You enjoyed it, my pet; admit it.”
Still trying to catch her breath, Cara managed a nod. “Y-yes, mistress…I…I did enjoy that…thank you, mistress.” She felt Kaoru’s lips on her forehead, her hands soon cupping Cara’s breasts.
“No more teasing just yet, my sweet Cara; you’ve pleased me very much, so now I can please you.” Kaoru’s lips once again locked with Cara’s her tongue beginning a dance that could only be described as heavenly. Cara moaned with delight when Kaoru’s hands squeezed her breasts, and again when she rolled Cara’s hard, erect nipples between her fingers. The kiss ended a moment later, and one of Kaoru’s hands left Cara’s breast, replaced with her lips and tongue.
Panting and moaning, Cara very nearly came right then, tensing against her bonds, finding it hard to breathe. Kaoru’s touch, her tongue against her flesh…anything and everything Cara had ever imagined a cat-slave doing to pleasure someone paled in comparison to the real experience. She nearly came again, but Kaoru stopped just short of bringing her off, fully aware of just how Cara’s body was responding. Gasping at a sudden, furry touch between her legs, Cara heard Kaoru giggle, and felt the cat-slave’s tail brush her pussy again, just enough to tease her, not enough to give her what she really wanted. “Mistress…” Cara panted, pulling hard at the silken bonds, trying desperately to thrust her pelvis into Kaoru’s tail for something more.
“Awww, poor thing can’t stand it, can she?” Kaoru teased, just as Cara felt fingers sliding through her bush, but not into or against her lower lips. Cara groaned desperately, silently cursing. She was so close! How could Kaoru be so cruel to her? “You can start begging for me to bring you off, my pet. It’s the only way you’re going to get what you want.” To emphasize her point, Kaoru’s hand left her breast, and she must have set up, because Cara soon felt Kaoru’s fingers rubbing between the toes on both of her feet. Gods, even that was amazing! Kaoru was keeping her right there, right on the edge, but she wasn’t letting her go over.
Cara moaned again, wishing that she could see what Kaoru looked like while she sat atop her stomach, playing with her toes. “Mistress…mistress…I can’t stand it anymore! My body is so hot…I, I just can’t wait much longer. I’ve never felt so…so excited before, mistress, and your…your attention is so much more than I deserve. Please, I’m begging you, mistress…your slave wishes you to let her come! Please let your slave come, mistress! She’ll do anything if you let her! I promise I will, mistress, whatever you want!” Cara meant every word of it; she had to reach that climax, and she’d be Kaoru’s slave forever if that’s what it took.
Kaoru was lying atop her a handful of heartbeats later, their breasts pressing together, her hand stroking Cara’s face tenderly, her purrs louder than even Cara’s heartbeat. “My sweet, delicious pet…how could I deny a plea as honest and well said as that? You’ll finally have what you desire, Cara…and I’ll not forget your promise.” Kaoru’s lips met Cara’s again, her hands going to Cara’s breasts, squeezing caressing them firmly, fingers flicking over her nipples.
Moaning louder than she had intended, Cara’s body tensed, her impending release driving her crazy. She could feel herself ready to explode! She was right there! Kaoru’s fingers on her nipples…gods, yes! Yes! Finally, Kaoru’s fingers were where they needed to be, between Cara’s legs, pressing between her nether lips and going inside her. Her limbs pulled against the silk bindings as her breath became ragged, quick gasps, everything else seeming to slow. The fingers against her clit, touching, squeezing, Kaoru was more skilled than Cara could ever hope to be!
Cara registered Kaoru’s fingers sliding out of her, but before she could complain, those same fingers were slipping into her mouth, and for the second time, Cara licked at her own juices. Kaoru purred with delight as Cara’s tongue worked over her fingers, but she didn’t linger too long; Cara felt the cat-slave’s breath on her stomach, moving between her legs. She squealed with delight when Kaoru’s tongue snaked between her lips, and started lapping at her clit, like a cat at a bowl of milk.
Her body was so hot, she couldn’t stand it; it felt like everything around her was going to ignite. Cara could barely breathe, could hardly register anything else besides Kaoru, not even the beating of her heart. She could see it in the next moment, what she had been craving since Kaoru had suggested it.
And then it happened.
Already short of breath, Cara didn’t know how she managed to scream; or at least she thought she screamed; everything was a blur. The feeling that shot through her body when she finally climaxed…she couldn’t describe it. It was as if every frustration and every single sliver of pleasure and humiliation she had felt that night had exploded into a single, powerful wave that had overtaken her, that left her floating in a warm sea, somewhere beyond everything; a place where only pleasure mattered, a place where she was at peace; happy and fulfilled. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so wonderful.
Blinking her eyes, she was suddenly staring at Kaoru’s grinning visage in the candlelight. “I would ask if your okay, but I think you’re a lot better than that.”
“Mmmm…mistress?” Cara managed after a few moments, finally starting to feel herself again. She could feel the coolness of the air compared to her body, and the silken restraints on her limbs, and Kaoru’s body against her own. “I…I don’t…I can’t even describe what you did to me…”
Kaoru laughed, leaning over Cara, her breasts swaying in front of her face as she undid the bindings at her wrists. “I have that effect on people, my dear. And I have to say it; you responded beautifully to everything. And when you finally came, well, it’s a good thing the house was mostly empty.”
A moment of panic shot through Cara, but she barely registered it. Kaoru’s breasts cleared her view, and she brought her arms to her chest while Kaoru untied her ankles. “I can’t really say I care right now, Kaoru…that was the best thing I think I’ve ever felt…Thank you so much for everything.”
Purring, Kaoru flopped down beside of her, snuggling up to Cara. “Don’t mention it, Cara; I’m happy you enjoyed yourself as much as you did. Maybe we’ll get to do it again sometime…I kind of liked having a slave.”
Cara sighed contently, feeling very tired all of a sudden, resting her head on Kaoru’s chest, closing her eyes as she felt the collar on her neck with her fingers. At this moment, she felt that it truly belonged there, like she belonged. “I really enjoyed being your slave…Mistress. Maybe next time I’ll have done more to get punished for.” Kaoru said something as she put her arms around her, but Cara couldn’t make it out, already falling fast asleep, cradled in her warm, happy place.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
To Catch a Kitty Part 4
With Shizuru’s mad laugh still echoing throughout the chamber, the horny vamp straddles you again, the tip of her tail flicking over your burning pussy, sending a teasing jolt through you. You moan despite yourself, and watch as she rubs the dildo over your rock-hard nipples, the rubber monster getting you hotter, making you pant. You want nothing more than to tear Shizuru apart, deep down inside, but right now, you only want to feel that monstrous thing pounding you.
“You want something, don’t you, pet? Go ahead, tell your Mistress what you want. Beg for it, and she might be more inclined to give it to you.”
In your head, you hear yourself cursing Shizuru, struggling against the chains that bind you, but you’re horrified when you hear your voice, speaking like a whore desperate for her fix. “Please, Mistress, please! Fuck me, fuck my brains out! Give it to me hard! Please!” You struggle desperately, moaning as Shizuru’s tail once again teases you.
The crimson-haired vamp rises with a deep purr, and with excruciating slowness, playing with herself when she should be playing with you, Shizuru does another sexy, tease of a dance, rubbing the dildo with her hands. She moans as it moves within her, looking at you with a look that screams ‘It’s good, so good!’
“Mistress! Please, I beg you, fuck me! Please fuck me!” you cry, jerking hard at the chains, writhing atop the table, desperately looking from her cruel yellow eyes to the big, black knobby monster in her hands. Your tail swishes madly, and your pussy is so hot, you wonder why it hasn’t burst into flames. And yet, Shizuru still keeps it to herself, diving in her dance, letting it pass within an inch of your pussy, her scent filling your nostrils and making you want it even more. “Mistress! I beg you! Please fuck me! Please fuck you’re dirty little pet! Make her come again and again and again! Mistress!”
Shizuru chuckles, licking her lips. “I really shouldn’t…but what the hell? You did beg for it, and you should be rewarded for that, I suppose.” Shizuru grins as she rubs the dildo with her fingers, then begins picking over the straps, making sure they are just so. She pays no heed to your struggles, but you know she is watching, reveling in your distress as she makes you wait.
Finally she crouches above you, the massive dildo swaying just inches from your mouth. “You know what I want,” Shizuru says, her tail sliding over your stomach and inching toward your pussy, but pulling away at the last moment. “You know how to suck a guy off, right? Demonstrate for me.”
The vamp eased just a little closer, and before you know it, your tongue is licking along the rubber, a long, slow lick at first, then quicker, like you’re lapping up milk from a saucer. The rubber taste is strong, the dildo new, and delicious as you take it into your mouth. Shizuru watches you, a content purr escaping her as the dildo reaches the back of your throat. Shizuru bares her teeth and shoves her hips forward, sending the dildo down your throat.
Caught by surprise, you cry out as the massive rubber dick pushes its way inside, cutting off your air and filling your throat. Shizuru laughs, a wide, toothy grin on her face as she wiggles back and forth, pushing the rubber deeper inside. Your eyes widen as you choke, your throat feeling as though it is trying to shove intruder out or pull it deeper inside, either way, leaving it there, unmoving with Shizuru’s strength behind it.
“Awww, is something wrong, my pet? You look a little distressed…I thought you enjoyed having big things in you, especially if they’re rubber. This isn’t too big for your puss, I hope.”
You shake your head as vehemently as you can, mumbling desperately, trying to convince her that you can take it, that you want it inside. You thrust your hips to accentuate your point, bucking wildly. Shizuru looks unconvinced for but a moment, long enough to make you think she’s ready to stop, before her grin returns, her hands cupping your face. “Oh, you silly thing, I don’t care if this thing’s too big…I’m kind of hoping it is, so that I can make room for it. I’m ready to fuck your brains out now, so you’d better be grateful.”
You nod quickly, mumbling as she pulls out, leaving you coughing, sucking in air. Shizuru eases herself down, licking her lips as she takes hold of your thighs, pressing the tip of the massive rubber dildo against your pussy. You nearly explode right there, with just that little touch. “Mistress!” you pant, looking desperately toward her, trying with everything you have to wiggle just enough to get the monster inside you.
Shizuru’s grin turned into a full, toothy smile, her claws sinking into your thighs as she slams inside you, driving the full length of the huge thing inside. Your vision explodes into white light as your insides cry out in protest, pain and pleasure bursting through your body. You scream as loud as you can, a mix of extravagant joy and unbearable pain as your body jerks and thrashes against your metal bindings.
As you slowly regain your senses, your body throbbing in the throes of an incredible orgasm, Shizuru’s claws sink into your breasts, squeezing them as she begins slamming in and out, growling and snarling, her thrusts steadily gaining power. “Yes…yes…” you wheeze, your head rolling as your body burns. The feeling is indescribable, Shizuru’s intense pounding, tearing at your insides, but giving you the pleasure you so crave, her claws tearing at your breasts and smearing your blood.
Within moments you cry out as another climax thunders through you, this one leaving you weak, barely twitching atop the rack. Shizuru pulls out of you with an angry huff, her eyes glowing a bloody crimson. “Damn it, you horny little slut! How dare you come twice before your Mistress!” She growls threateningly as she stands, the dildo dripping with your juices and your blood. “I’ve got just the thing for you…”
Knowing that Shizuru is pissed, and that you’ll probably regret enjoying yourself so much, doesn’t change the fact that you’re unable to do more than gasp for air, blinking dumbly to her as the orgasm fades, a slave to your desire (and Shizuru’s intoxicating charm, no doubt). Shizuru swings her arm angrily behind her, and the metal encircling your ankles falls away. With an angry, rather frustrated huff, Shizuru grabs your thighs and rolls you over, pushing you so that you’re on your knees with your ass in the air your hands finding slack in the chains that bind them.
“You’re going to enjoy this, love, almost as much as I am.” You manage to blow your hair from in front of your eyes, looking back over your shoulder as Shizuru tosses your tail out of the way, her claws scraping over your ass. You purr with delight at the caress, your pussy already craving pleasure again despite the throbbing pain inside. You wiggle your ass in anticipation, and Shizuru’s angry visage lessens somewhat, her eyes not glowing quite so intensely. “Oh, you horny little thing…” she chuckles, pinching your ass between her claws.
You grin, licking your lips as your desire once again builds, your pussy burning for more attention. Shizuru’s fingers, however, move to your asshole. Before you realize what she’s doing, a single finger shoves inside. You wince at the new pain, clenching your hands around the chains that hold your wrists to the rack, biting hard to stifle a cry. “You’re pretty tight down here…that might be a bad thing for you.”
You feel Shizuru’s finger moving up and down in your ass a few times, then the distinct feel of several claws probing around your anus. Sweat suddenly beads on your forehead, and you swallow a lump in your throat, a sudden fear washing over you. “You’re not going to…put that big thing in there?”
“Oh no, I’d never do something like that, love…” Something in Shizuru’s tone sends another jolt of fear through you, though you’re certain there’s anticipation mixed in as well. Without warning, your ass burns, and you yelp in pain, jerking the chains and swishing your tail. Shizuru laughs, wiggling two fingers she has crammed inside. “But I might do something like this…or maybe even this.” You turn your head just as another finger slides in, stretching you wider, a moan of pleasure escaping you.
Shizuru shifts behind you, and you once again feel the head of her massive dildo pressing against your pussy, the shaft going between your lips, back and forth, stoking the fires burning there. You shift your legs, trying to get her to push it inside, but Shizuru is too quick, using her hold on your ass to put you just where she wants. “Oh no, my pet, this isn’t going in there this time. I’m just getting it lubed up a bit because I really wouldn’t want to tear you in half.”
Your eyes go wide, your ass involuntarily clenching around her fingers. “What? No, but you said you weren’t going to do that!”
“Did I?” Shizuru chuckles, the dildo pulling away from your pussy as her fingers slide out of your asshole and spread your ass cheek wide. “I can change my mind, can’t I? You might not want to tense up, love…”
Time seems to slow, and your rapid heartbeat fills your ears. Your hands hold desperately to the chains attached to the cuffs at your wrists, and your tail flops back and forth in protest, but does nothing to dissuade the vampire. You feel warm rubber pressing against your hole, and you whine pathetically as it noses inside, your ass clenching even tighter. You tremble as Shizuru pushes harder, powerless to offer any real resistance. You know the pain will be unbearable, that your asshole will be filled beyond its limit. You can only tremble within Shizuru’s iron grasp as her grip tightens on your ass, her claws digging into your flesh. Despite fear that seems to paralyze you, you can’t help but think about how good you’re going to feel.
Your eyes squeeze shut, just as Shizuru thrusts forward. You scream is deafening, your asshole exploding as the warm, wet rubber monster somehow forces its way inside. Shizuru pauses, for just a moment, your scream dying to a heated moan. Then she moves again, shoving ever deeper, filling your ass more and more. Your ass hurts more than any tear Shizuru has given your body, you grind your teeth as she continues forward, but you know only bliss. You don’t remember telling them to, but your hands somehow find their way to your breasts, pulling and twisting your attention-deprived nipples.
Behind you, Shizuru purrs excitedly, her crotch now fully resting against your ass, twisting to work the dildo inside of her. “I knew you’d love that, my horny little pet,” she purrs into your ears, caressing your thighs. “And just think, the night is so young yet.”
You begin to reply, but can only moan as Shizuru starts working her hips back and forth, moving the dildo in and out with a slow, deliciously painful rhythm. As Shizuru speeds up, your body gets hotter and hotter, and soon you too are panting, every inch of hurt sending nothing but pleasure through your system. The shackles on your wrists fall away suddenly, Shizuru grabbing your hair with a firm hand. You scream with her sudden jerk, bringing you upright against her, her breasts pushing into your back.
You writhe and moan in her grasp, her teeth biting into your neck, her clawed hands again playing with your breasts. Her saliva seeps through you like poison, hot, making you hungry for even more. With a cry of delight, Shizuru drops onto her back, bringing you atop her effortlessly. Your eyes widen, and a pained cry is chocked off by your gasping for air, as Shizuru begins bouncing you atop her and the dildo, hard, unrelenting, and ever faster. “Too…much!” you scream, your body convulsing in the throes of another climax. Shizuru moves faster, pounding you without remorse, crying out in joyous passion as she too explodes…and the night…it is still so young…
“You want something, don’t you, pet? Go ahead, tell your Mistress what you want. Beg for it, and she might be more inclined to give it to you.”
In your head, you hear yourself cursing Shizuru, struggling against the chains that bind you, but you’re horrified when you hear your voice, speaking like a whore desperate for her fix. “Please, Mistress, please! Fuck me, fuck my brains out! Give it to me hard! Please!” You struggle desperately, moaning as Shizuru’s tail once again teases you.
The crimson-haired vamp rises with a deep purr, and with excruciating slowness, playing with herself when she should be playing with you, Shizuru does another sexy, tease of a dance, rubbing the dildo with her hands. She moans as it moves within her, looking at you with a look that screams ‘It’s good, so good!’
“Mistress! Please, I beg you, fuck me! Please fuck me!” you cry, jerking hard at the chains, writhing atop the table, desperately looking from her cruel yellow eyes to the big, black knobby monster in her hands. Your tail swishes madly, and your pussy is so hot, you wonder why it hasn’t burst into flames. And yet, Shizuru still keeps it to herself, diving in her dance, letting it pass within an inch of your pussy, her scent filling your nostrils and making you want it even more. “Mistress! I beg you! Please fuck me! Please fuck you’re dirty little pet! Make her come again and again and again! Mistress!”
Shizuru chuckles, licking her lips. “I really shouldn’t…but what the hell? You did beg for it, and you should be rewarded for that, I suppose.” Shizuru grins as she rubs the dildo with her fingers, then begins picking over the straps, making sure they are just so. She pays no heed to your struggles, but you know she is watching, reveling in your distress as she makes you wait.
Finally she crouches above you, the massive dildo swaying just inches from your mouth. “You know what I want,” Shizuru says, her tail sliding over your stomach and inching toward your pussy, but pulling away at the last moment. “You know how to suck a guy off, right? Demonstrate for me.”
The vamp eased just a little closer, and before you know it, your tongue is licking along the rubber, a long, slow lick at first, then quicker, like you’re lapping up milk from a saucer. The rubber taste is strong, the dildo new, and delicious as you take it into your mouth. Shizuru watches you, a content purr escaping her as the dildo reaches the back of your throat. Shizuru bares her teeth and shoves her hips forward, sending the dildo down your throat.
Caught by surprise, you cry out as the massive rubber dick pushes its way inside, cutting off your air and filling your throat. Shizuru laughs, a wide, toothy grin on her face as she wiggles back and forth, pushing the rubber deeper inside. Your eyes widen as you choke, your throat feeling as though it is trying to shove intruder out or pull it deeper inside, either way, leaving it there, unmoving with Shizuru’s strength behind it.
“Awww, is something wrong, my pet? You look a little distressed…I thought you enjoyed having big things in you, especially if they’re rubber. This isn’t too big for your puss, I hope.”
You shake your head as vehemently as you can, mumbling desperately, trying to convince her that you can take it, that you want it inside. You thrust your hips to accentuate your point, bucking wildly. Shizuru looks unconvinced for but a moment, long enough to make you think she’s ready to stop, before her grin returns, her hands cupping your face. “Oh, you silly thing, I don’t care if this thing’s too big…I’m kind of hoping it is, so that I can make room for it. I’m ready to fuck your brains out now, so you’d better be grateful.”
You nod quickly, mumbling as she pulls out, leaving you coughing, sucking in air. Shizuru eases herself down, licking her lips as she takes hold of your thighs, pressing the tip of the massive rubber dildo against your pussy. You nearly explode right there, with just that little touch. “Mistress!” you pant, looking desperately toward her, trying with everything you have to wiggle just enough to get the monster inside you.
Shizuru’s grin turned into a full, toothy smile, her claws sinking into your thighs as she slams inside you, driving the full length of the huge thing inside. Your vision explodes into white light as your insides cry out in protest, pain and pleasure bursting through your body. You scream as loud as you can, a mix of extravagant joy and unbearable pain as your body jerks and thrashes against your metal bindings.
As you slowly regain your senses, your body throbbing in the throes of an incredible orgasm, Shizuru’s claws sink into your breasts, squeezing them as she begins slamming in and out, growling and snarling, her thrusts steadily gaining power. “Yes…yes…” you wheeze, your head rolling as your body burns. The feeling is indescribable, Shizuru’s intense pounding, tearing at your insides, but giving you the pleasure you so crave, her claws tearing at your breasts and smearing your blood.
Within moments you cry out as another climax thunders through you, this one leaving you weak, barely twitching atop the rack. Shizuru pulls out of you with an angry huff, her eyes glowing a bloody crimson. “Damn it, you horny little slut! How dare you come twice before your Mistress!” She growls threateningly as she stands, the dildo dripping with your juices and your blood. “I’ve got just the thing for you…”
Knowing that Shizuru is pissed, and that you’ll probably regret enjoying yourself so much, doesn’t change the fact that you’re unable to do more than gasp for air, blinking dumbly to her as the orgasm fades, a slave to your desire (and Shizuru’s intoxicating charm, no doubt). Shizuru swings her arm angrily behind her, and the metal encircling your ankles falls away. With an angry, rather frustrated huff, Shizuru grabs your thighs and rolls you over, pushing you so that you’re on your knees with your ass in the air your hands finding slack in the chains that bind them.
“You’re going to enjoy this, love, almost as much as I am.” You manage to blow your hair from in front of your eyes, looking back over your shoulder as Shizuru tosses your tail out of the way, her claws scraping over your ass. You purr with delight at the caress, your pussy already craving pleasure again despite the throbbing pain inside. You wiggle your ass in anticipation, and Shizuru’s angry visage lessens somewhat, her eyes not glowing quite so intensely. “Oh, you horny little thing…” she chuckles, pinching your ass between her claws.
You grin, licking your lips as your desire once again builds, your pussy burning for more attention. Shizuru’s fingers, however, move to your asshole. Before you realize what she’s doing, a single finger shoves inside. You wince at the new pain, clenching your hands around the chains that hold your wrists to the rack, biting hard to stifle a cry. “You’re pretty tight down here…that might be a bad thing for you.”
You feel Shizuru’s finger moving up and down in your ass a few times, then the distinct feel of several claws probing around your anus. Sweat suddenly beads on your forehead, and you swallow a lump in your throat, a sudden fear washing over you. “You’re not going to…put that big thing in there?”
“Oh no, I’d never do something like that, love…” Something in Shizuru’s tone sends another jolt of fear through you, though you’re certain there’s anticipation mixed in as well. Without warning, your ass burns, and you yelp in pain, jerking the chains and swishing your tail. Shizuru laughs, wiggling two fingers she has crammed inside. “But I might do something like this…or maybe even this.” You turn your head just as another finger slides in, stretching you wider, a moan of pleasure escaping you.
Shizuru shifts behind you, and you once again feel the head of her massive dildo pressing against your pussy, the shaft going between your lips, back and forth, stoking the fires burning there. You shift your legs, trying to get her to push it inside, but Shizuru is too quick, using her hold on your ass to put you just where she wants. “Oh no, my pet, this isn’t going in there this time. I’m just getting it lubed up a bit because I really wouldn’t want to tear you in half.”
Your eyes go wide, your ass involuntarily clenching around her fingers. “What? No, but you said you weren’t going to do that!”
“Did I?” Shizuru chuckles, the dildo pulling away from your pussy as her fingers slide out of your asshole and spread your ass cheek wide. “I can change my mind, can’t I? You might not want to tense up, love…”
Time seems to slow, and your rapid heartbeat fills your ears. Your hands hold desperately to the chains attached to the cuffs at your wrists, and your tail flops back and forth in protest, but does nothing to dissuade the vampire. You feel warm rubber pressing against your hole, and you whine pathetically as it noses inside, your ass clenching even tighter. You tremble as Shizuru pushes harder, powerless to offer any real resistance. You know the pain will be unbearable, that your asshole will be filled beyond its limit. You can only tremble within Shizuru’s iron grasp as her grip tightens on your ass, her claws digging into your flesh. Despite fear that seems to paralyze you, you can’t help but think about how good you’re going to feel.
Your eyes squeeze shut, just as Shizuru thrusts forward. You scream is deafening, your asshole exploding as the warm, wet rubber monster somehow forces its way inside. Shizuru pauses, for just a moment, your scream dying to a heated moan. Then she moves again, shoving ever deeper, filling your ass more and more. Your ass hurts more than any tear Shizuru has given your body, you grind your teeth as she continues forward, but you know only bliss. You don’t remember telling them to, but your hands somehow find their way to your breasts, pulling and twisting your attention-deprived nipples.
Behind you, Shizuru purrs excitedly, her crotch now fully resting against your ass, twisting to work the dildo inside of her. “I knew you’d love that, my horny little pet,” she purrs into your ears, caressing your thighs. “And just think, the night is so young yet.”
You begin to reply, but can only moan as Shizuru starts working her hips back and forth, moving the dildo in and out with a slow, deliciously painful rhythm. As Shizuru speeds up, your body gets hotter and hotter, and soon you too are panting, every inch of hurt sending nothing but pleasure through your system. The shackles on your wrists fall away suddenly, Shizuru grabbing your hair with a firm hand. You scream with her sudden jerk, bringing you upright against her, her breasts pushing into your back.
You writhe and moan in her grasp, her teeth biting into your neck, her clawed hands again playing with your breasts. Her saliva seeps through you like poison, hot, making you hungry for even more. With a cry of delight, Shizuru drops onto her back, bringing you atop her effortlessly. Your eyes widen, and a pained cry is chocked off by your gasping for air, as Shizuru begins bouncing you atop her and the dildo, hard, unrelenting, and ever faster. “Too…much!” you scream, your body convulsing in the throes of another climax. Shizuru moves faster, pounding you without remorse, crying out in joyous passion as she too explodes…and the night…it is still so young…
To Catch a Kitty Part 3
No, you’re not dead, far from it in fact, your body still tingling from the incredible orgasm Shizuru gave you just moments ago. But still, there seems to be a light at the end of the tunnel, somewhat brighter than the single candle you left behind. You can just barely make out the rough-hewn stone on the walls now, and you can clearly make out the sound of fire crackling ahead. It’s getting warmer too, though the breeze hasn’t let off at all. “This is one of my favorite places, love. I’ve had so much fun in here over the years…”
Passing out of the tunnel, you lay eyes on a pair of torches to either side of the opening, and several more along the walls of the chamber. Your eyes widen as your gaze falls over the rest of the furniture in the room. First is an ancient wooden table, with matching stools on either side. That isn’t really noteworthy, no, certainly not, when compared to the stout wooden chair set with several pairs of leather straps, the wood stained with old blood. Or the wooden horse, several chains and metal shackles dangling above it, a sharp-looking metal edge on top of the triangular part of the horse. Then there was the wooden pillar rising from the center of the room, metal bands set with chains and manacles placed every couple of feet along its length, dark splashes marring the wood. There was even a big wooden ‘X’ in one of the corners.
“You like the décor? Not too draconian? It suits me, I suppose. Well, here we are.” You snap out of your stunned silence, writhing in Shizuru’s grasp, kicking your legs wildly as you mumbled behind the muzzle. You manage to kick over your head, tearing your claws through Shizuru’s forearm. The pressure on your scalp disappears, and you quickly get to your knees, pushing yourself to get away from your captor. Before you can get three feet, an iron grip latches onto your collar, jerking you backward, your head slamming into the floor.
Dazed, head throbbing, your vision clears just as Shizuru straddles you, sitting on your stomach while holding a hand to your throat. She raises her bloody forearm to you, the wounds nearly to the bone, some of the blood dripping over your face. Gulping as you try to scoot away, you feel a cold stab of fear in your spine, her eyes glowing menacingly but for a moment before she...smiles. “I’m not angry…no, I’m impressed, believe it or not. It takes a special kind of girl to do this to me.” She giggles, licking the blood from her arm. When she shows you her forearm again, there is only a coating of wet blood, no claw marks, not even a scratch.
“I like it rough, love, and you’ve got me more excited than I’ve been all night! You’re in for it now!” Kissing your nose, Shizuru tightens her hand at your throat and lifts you from the floor, holding you above her just long enough for spots to appear on your vision before dropping you atop a wooden table. Writhing and gasping, you find yourself barely able to move as Shizuru locks your ankles into heavy steel shackles, attaching them to a metal bar set with chains that spool around a large cylinder. Your eyes widening, you begin kicking your legs, now spread wide, jerking the bar and rattling the chains.
Shizuru hops atop the table and straddles you, purring with excitement. One hand holds you down by your throat, the other works with the buckles on the arm binder. Within a few moments, the pressure on your arms disappears, the sleeve coming off your arms in a single quick tug from Shizuru. You lash out with your hands, claws ripping at Shizuru’s face, tearing flesh and spraying blood. The vampire doesn’t so much as flinch, her strength seeming only to increase as she takes hold of your wrists, pushing them to the table above your head. Her body rests against yours, her nipples hard through her rubber top, pressing against your own. Her breath is hot as she breathes in your scent, her face rubbing against your own. You can’t help but breathe in her scent, strong with arousal, intoxicating. It’s her vampire charm again, making your body tingle with desire as she writhes against you. You moan pathetically, your body weakening, your resolve to resist evaporating again. Shizuru’s flesh heals completely in the next instant, her tongue licking away some of the blood.
Cold metal closes over your wrists, Shizuru’s nose touching yours. “Oh, love, you are so much fun! I barely have to try to get you all hot and bothered.” Shizuru rises, still straddling your stomach. With a look toward your shackled wrists, the chains begin pulling your limbs, stopping only when you’re body is stretched taut. The pain is dull to start, but is slowly building while Shizuru does a slow strip tease on your stomach, finally peeling her rubber top away, shoving her breasts together, licking her hard nipples.
Chuckling, she eases herself atop you, her nipples rubbing against your own. Her eyes look into yours, hungry with desire, her hands cupping your face. “I’m going to remove that muzzle, love. I’m sure you won’t mind, right? You’re just dying to sink your teeth into me, I can tell.” Shizuru’s hands move behind your head, working with the strap. “You’re damn right I want to sink my teeth into you!” you think, flexing your hands as you await your chance to strike.
The leather slides away from your snout, and you’re finally able to work your jaw, getting rid of the stiffness. Shizuru tosses the muzzle away, her neck within biting distance. “Oh, what the fuck?” you ask yourself, latching your teeth into the vamp’s neck, sinking them deep. You twist your neck, ripping flesh and spraying blood. You don’t hear a scream or a cry of pain as you thought you would, rather, Shizuru moans with delight, rubbing her crotch excitedly over your stomach as her blood covers you and slides down your throat.
Releasing your teeth, you spit out a chunk of furry flesh and a mouthful of blood, looking back to Shizuru, who grins at you above a terrible hole in her neck. She lifts a hand, poking her finger into the tear, scraping a claw over her windpipe. “Was it good for you too, love? You’ve got me so fucking hot now, I can’t tell you how close I came to exploding right there. How’re you feeling, love? You starting to feel it yet? You’ve taken in a lot of my blood now…”
You stare at her for several tense breaths, watching her flesh heal and her fur re-grow itself. As you watch the flesh knit, you can feel what she was talking about, a warm, fuzzy feeling seeping through your body. You shift slowly in your bonds, breathing deeply to clear your head, but finding no relief. Your body tingles, quickly getting hot, your pussy burning. Your hard nipples rub against Shizuru’s as she eases down atop you, her devilish grin widening. “What…what are you…” you pant, Shizuru’s claw teasing at your nipple, causing you to moan with delight despite yourself.
“Oh, love, that’s what happens when a vamp like me gets all hot and bothered and shares blood with someone. They get all hot and bothered for the vamp, and a wild night ensues.” She giggles, licking her own blood from your cheeks. You feel the urge to bite her again, but your anger quickly fades, the thought of ripping flesh distorting into the image of you giving her a lover’s nip. You come out of your momentary vision, panting heavily, your pussy wet and burning for attention. “Damn you…” you manage, her slightest touch sending a wave of pleasure through your body.
Shizuru doesn’t stop smiling while she crawls up your body, her breasts pressing against your face for just a moment before she rises into a crouch. Her crotch is right in front of your face now, her tight rubber hot-pants glistening with the moisture from between her legs. Taking in the delicious scent with a deep breath, you find your nose rubbing against her rubber-covered pussy, your tongue licking over the hot rubber, the taste of her juices and the latex seemingly the best thing you’ve ever tasted.
Shizuru purrs excitedly, rubbing her crotch harder against your face. Your nose presses into the rubber, and between her lips ever so slightly, some of her juice splashing on your face. Shizuru’s hands dig into your hair, forcing you against her crotch as her legs squeeze around your head. Her tail snakes down your body and between your legs, rubbing over your clit piercing. Jerking at the chains that bind you, your moan is muffled, but the jolt of pleasure is undeniable.
Shizuru writhes around your head, moaning now, squeezing harder with her thighs. You don’t know if the light-headedness is from her blood or lack of air, but it doesn’t matter. When Shizuru pulls herself away, standing on the table, you desperately tug at the chains, trying to get back to her. Her tail slides over your stomach and between your breasts, tingling like an electrical charge over your fur. Shizuru starts another dance, swaying her body and playing with her breasts.
“No…please…more…” you hear yourself saying, a desperate plead for more of Shizuru’s attention. Her dance is perfection, showing her perfect body and all of its perfect features. As her hands cup her breasts, twisting her nipples, you can only imagine them as your hands at work, pleasing Shizuru instead of making her do it herself. Someone like her, a vamp goddess, should have slaves to pleasure them instead of doing it themselves…oh…she’s purring…
You jerk at the chains, shaking your head, trying to clear the lust spell that’s fogging your mind. “Bitch…” you manage to whisper, panting against the spell. A momentary red haze fills your vision as your hatred and anger overrides the spell, but only for a moment. Shizuru squeezes her breasts as she crouches, her crotch inches from your nose. Your tongue reaches out, her rubber-covered pussy just out of reach. She turns quickly, dropping herself onto your chest, her tail running over your face, her perfect ass swaying back and forth, mesmerizing you, evaporating any resistance with only a twitch of her ass.
You can only stare in awe as her fingers slip into the lip of her rubber shorts, pulling them down over her ass cheeks with excruciating slowness. She wiggles her butt, tail waving back and forth as she peels out of the shiny and moist rubber. Rising, Shizuru pulls the rubber down her legs, her ass one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. The fur between her legs is moist, and your mouth waters at the thought of licking at the juices, at her pussy. She bends, her hot pussy showing through her fur as she tugs away her shorts, tossing them aside.
Shizuru turns to face you again, still dancing, only now her hands run down her body, between her thighs. She spreads her legs, giving you a clear view of her pussy. She moves closer to your face, her fingers spreading her lips. She stops just out of reach of your desperately flicking tongue, her sex scent driving you wild. All you can think about is burying your face between Shizuru’s legs.
“Aren’t we the anxious one, hmm? Kitty needs some lovin’?” Shizuru giggles, rubbing a finger over her clit, teasing you, tantalizing you. You pull with all your strength against the shackles, the metal cutting into your flesh, though you feel only a rush of excitement from the pain. Shizuru eases closer, spreading her lips with her fingers. You can feel the heat coming from her, and in the next moment, just as you know your tongue is going to touch her, she slides back, laughing at your annoyed and desperately hungry grunt. “Oh, poor thing! Aren’t you going to beg for it?”
You shift beneath Shizuru, looking to her desperately, pulling at the chains. The thought of resisting, of forgoing the humiliation of begging, disappears before it even fully forms. “Please! Don’t tease me! Let me eat you! Please, I have to have more! Let me please you! I promise I’ll make you happy! Please, Shizuru!”
Shizuru’s smile is cruel, but you can tell that your words are exactly what she wants to hear. Spreading her lips, she presses her pussy to your snout. Your tongue goes between her lips immediately, filling your mouth with her intense, lusty flavor. You sigh as your tongue laps at her lips and over her clit, her juices splashing your face and sliding down your throat, perhaps the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. Each lick is pure pleasure, each drop of her nectar stoking the flames in your body, filling your thoughts with nothing but the vampire.
Her legs tighten around your head, her panting and moaning becoming louder and faster as you explore her temple. Her tail finds its way between your breasts and your pussy, tickling your clit like a static charge, sending those pleasurable waves throughout your body. Your tongue moves quicker, flicking at her clit, lapping at her quickly flowing juices. The taste of blood is getting stronger, but so to is your hunger, your drive to pleasure the vampire goddess.
Without warning, Shizuru’s claws dig into your scalp, jerking your hair sharply as her legs threaten to crush your head between them. Her scream is one of animalistic joy, nearly deafening you with its intensity. You feel her juices flowing freely over your face as she rubs it against her crotch, not trying to be gentle in the least. But, you feel only joy, seeming to match Shizuru’s, as she continues riding your face, working her orgasm to its fullest extent.
After not nearly long enough, Shizuru slackens her grip and eases herself off your face, allowing you to gasp in your first real breath of air since she started her climax. You feel her juices matting into your fur already, your tongue eagerly lapping at whatever it can get to. Shizuru rises into a crouch, smiling wistfully to you, eyes glowing strongly, her tail twitching over your stomach. “I think that’s the quickest I’ve ever come, my pet. Either you’ve got a magic tongue, or I’ve been asleep far too long. Whatever the case, I’m feeling alive again, and horny as hell.”
Shizuru stands over you, raising her hand. From somewhere on the far side of the room, you hear something rattling around, then something whizzing through the air. Something large and black slaps against Shizuru’s palm a moment later, and seeing it causes you to yelp in surprise. Shizuru chuckles as she adjusts the dangling straps, rotating the large, knob-covered double-dildo before your eyes. She moans softly as she slides it inside herself, wiggling it slightly, tightening the straps. The end that extends out looks to be easily over a foot long, and maybe three or four inches wide at its widest, not counting the knobs dotting its surface. “You’re going to love this, baby. We’re going to have one hell of a night together.” Shizuru laughs, a mad cackle that echoes throughout the room, sending a tingle down your spine…but is it a tingle of fear, or anticipation?
Passing out of the tunnel, you lay eyes on a pair of torches to either side of the opening, and several more along the walls of the chamber. Your eyes widen as your gaze falls over the rest of the furniture in the room. First is an ancient wooden table, with matching stools on either side. That isn’t really noteworthy, no, certainly not, when compared to the stout wooden chair set with several pairs of leather straps, the wood stained with old blood. Or the wooden horse, several chains and metal shackles dangling above it, a sharp-looking metal edge on top of the triangular part of the horse. Then there was the wooden pillar rising from the center of the room, metal bands set with chains and manacles placed every couple of feet along its length, dark splashes marring the wood. There was even a big wooden ‘X’ in one of the corners.
“You like the décor? Not too draconian? It suits me, I suppose. Well, here we are.” You snap out of your stunned silence, writhing in Shizuru’s grasp, kicking your legs wildly as you mumbled behind the muzzle. You manage to kick over your head, tearing your claws through Shizuru’s forearm. The pressure on your scalp disappears, and you quickly get to your knees, pushing yourself to get away from your captor. Before you can get three feet, an iron grip latches onto your collar, jerking you backward, your head slamming into the floor.
Dazed, head throbbing, your vision clears just as Shizuru straddles you, sitting on your stomach while holding a hand to your throat. She raises her bloody forearm to you, the wounds nearly to the bone, some of the blood dripping over your face. Gulping as you try to scoot away, you feel a cold stab of fear in your spine, her eyes glowing menacingly but for a moment before she...smiles. “I’m not angry…no, I’m impressed, believe it or not. It takes a special kind of girl to do this to me.” She giggles, licking the blood from her arm. When she shows you her forearm again, there is only a coating of wet blood, no claw marks, not even a scratch.
“I like it rough, love, and you’ve got me more excited than I’ve been all night! You’re in for it now!” Kissing your nose, Shizuru tightens her hand at your throat and lifts you from the floor, holding you above her just long enough for spots to appear on your vision before dropping you atop a wooden table. Writhing and gasping, you find yourself barely able to move as Shizuru locks your ankles into heavy steel shackles, attaching them to a metal bar set with chains that spool around a large cylinder. Your eyes widening, you begin kicking your legs, now spread wide, jerking the bar and rattling the chains.
Shizuru hops atop the table and straddles you, purring with excitement. One hand holds you down by your throat, the other works with the buckles on the arm binder. Within a few moments, the pressure on your arms disappears, the sleeve coming off your arms in a single quick tug from Shizuru. You lash out with your hands, claws ripping at Shizuru’s face, tearing flesh and spraying blood. The vampire doesn’t so much as flinch, her strength seeming only to increase as she takes hold of your wrists, pushing them to the table above your head. Her body rests against yours, her nipples hard through her rubber top, pressing against your own. Her breath is hot as she breathes in your scent, her face rubbing against your own. You can’t help but breathe in her scent, strong with arousal, intoxicating. It’s her vampire charm again, making your body tingle with desire as she writhes against you. You moan pathetically, your body weakening, your resolve to resist evaporating again. Shizuru’s flesh heals completely in the next instant, her tongue licking away some of the blood.
Cold metal closes over your wrists, Shizuru’s nose touching yours. “Oh, love, you are so much fun! I barely have to try to get you all hot and bothered.” Shizuru rises, still straddling your stomach. With a look toward your shackled wrists, the chains begin pulling your limbs, stopping only when you’re body is stretched taut. The pain is dull to start, but is slowly building while Shizuru does a slow strip tease on your stomach, finally peeling her rubber top away, shoving her breasts together, licking her hard nipples.
Chuckling, she eases herself atop you, her nipples rubbing against your own. Her eyes look into yours, hungry with desire, her hands cupping your face. “I’m going to remove that muzzle, love. I’m sure you won’t mind, right? You’re just dying to sink your teeth into me, I can tell.” Shizuru’s hands move behind your head, working with the strap. “You’re damn right I want to sink my teeth into you!” you think, flexing your hands as you await your chance to strike.
The leather slides away from your snout, and you’re finally able to work your jaw, getting rid of the stiffness. Shizuru tosses the muzzle away, her neck within biting distance. “Oh, what the fuck?” you ask yourself, latching your teeth into the vamp’s neck, sinking them deep. You twist your neck, ripping flesh and spraying blood. You don’t hear a scream or a cry of pain as you thought you would, rather, Shizuru moans with delight, rubbing her crotch excitedly over your stomach as her blood covers you and slides down your throat.
Releasing your teeth, you spit out a chunk of furry flesh and a mouthful of blood, looking back to Shizuru, who grins at you above a terrible hole in her neck. She lifts a hand, poking her finger into the tear, scraping a claw over her windpipe. “Was it good for you too, love? You’ve got me so fucking hot now, I can’t tell you how close I came to exploding right there. How’re you feeling, love? You starting to feel it yet? You’ve taken in a lot of my blood now…”
You stare at her for several tense breaths, watching her flesh heal and her fur re-grow itself. As you watch the flesh knit, you can feel what she was talking about, a warm, fuzzy feeling seeping through your body. You shift slowly in your bonds, breathing deeply to clear your head, but finding no relief. Your body tingles, quickly getting hot, your pussy burning. Your hard nipples rub against Shizuru’s as she eases down atop you, her devilish grin widening. “What…what are you…” you pant, Shizuru’s claw teasing at your nipple, causing you to moan with delight despite yourself.
“Oh, love, that’s what happens when a vamp like me gets all hot and bothered and shares blood with someone. They get all hot and bothered for the vamp, and a wild night ensues.” She giggles, licking her own blood from your cheeks. You feel the urge to bite her again, but your anger quickly fades, the thought of ripping flesh distorting into the image of you giving her a lover’s nip. You come out of your momentary vision, panting heavily, your pussy wet and burning for attention. “Damn you…” you manage, her slightest touch sending a wave of pleasure through your body.
Shizuru doesn’t stop smiling while she crawls up your body, her breasts pressing against your face for just a moment before she rises into a crouch. Her crotch is right in front of your face now, her tight rubber hot-pants glistening with the moisture from between her legs. Taking in the delicious scent with a deep breath, you find your nose rubbing against her rubber-covered pussy, your tongue licking over the hot rubber, the taste of her juices and the latex seemingly the best thing you’ve ever tasted.
Shizuru purrs excitedly, rubbing her crotch harder against your face. Your nose presses into the rubber, and between her lips ever so slightly, some of her juice splashing on your face. Shizuru’s hands dig into your hair, forcing you against her crotch as her legs squeeze around your head. Her tail snakes down your body and between your legs, rubbing over your clit piercing. Jerking at the chains that bind you, your moan is muffled, but the jolt of pleasure is undeniable.
Shizuru writhes around your head, moaning now, squeezing harder with her thighs. You don’t know if the light-headedness is from her blood or lack of air, but it doesn’t matter. When Shizuru pulls herself away, standing on the table, you desperately tug at the chains, trying to get back to her. Her tail slides over your stomach and between your breasts, tingling like an electrical charge over your fur. Shizuru starts another dance, swaying her body and playing with her breasts.
“No…please…more…” you hear yourself saying, a desperate plead for more of Shizuru’s attention. Her dance is perfection, showing her perfect body and all of its perfect features. As her hands cup her breasts, twisting her nipples, you can only imagine them as your hands at work, pleasing Shizuru instead of making her do it herself. Someone like her, a vamp goddess, should have slaves to pleasure them instead of doing it themselves…oh…she’s purring…
You jerk at the chains, shaking your head, trying to clear the lust spell that’s fogging your mind. “Bitch…” you manage to whisper, panting against the spell. A momentary red haze fills your vision as your hatred and anger overrides the spell, but only for a moment. Shizuru squeezes her breasts as she crouches, her crotch inches from your nose. Your tongue reaches out, her rubber-covered pussy just out of reach. She turns quickly, dropping herself onto your chest, her tail running over your face, her perfect ass swaying back and forth, mesmerizing you, evaporating any resistance with only a twitch of her ass.
You can only stare in awe as her fingers slip into the lip of her rubber shorts, pulling them down over her ass cheeks with excruciating slowness. She wiggles her butt, tail waving back and forth as she peels out of the shiny and moist rubber. Rising, Shizuru pulls the rubber down her legs, her ass one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. The fur between her legs is moist, and your mouth waters at the thought of licking at the juices, at her pussy. She bends, her hot pussy showing through her fur as she tugs away her shorts, tossing them aside.
Shizuru turns to face you again, still dancing, only now her hands run down her body, between her thighs. She spreads her legs, giving you a clear view of her pussy. She moves closer to your face, her fingers spreading her lips. She stops just out of reach of your desperately flicking tongue, her sex scent driving you wild. All you can think about is burying your face between Shizuru’s legs.
“Aren’t we the anxious one, hmm? Kitty needs some lovin’?” Shizuru giggles, rubbing a finger over her clit, teasing you, tantalizing you. You pull with all your strength against the shackles, the metal cutting into your flesh, though you feel only a rush of excitement from the pain. Shizuru eases closer, spreading her lips with her fingers. You can feel the heat coming from her, and in the next moment, just as you know your tongue is going to touch her, she slides back, laughing at your annoyed and desperately hungry grunt. “Oh, poor thing! Aren’t you going to beg for it?”
You shift beneath Shizuru, looking to her desperately, pulling at the chains. The thought of resisting, of forgoing the humiliation of begging, disappears before it even fully forms. “Please! Don’t tease me! Let me eat you! Please, I have to have more! Let me please you! I promise I’ll make you happy! Please, Shizuru!”
Shizuru’s smile is cruel, but you can tell that your words are exactly what she wants to hear. Spreading her lips, she presses her pussy to your snout. Your tongue goes between her lips immediately, filling your mouth with her intense, lusty flavor. You sigh as your tongue laps at her lips and over her clit, her juices splashing your face and sliding down your throat, perhaps the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. Each lick is pure pleasure, each drop of her nectar stoking the flames in your body, filling your thoughts with nothing but the vampire.
Her legs tighten around your head, her panting and moaning becoming louder and faster as you explore her temple. Her tail finds its way between your breasts and your pussy, tickling your clit like a static charge, sending those pleasurable waves throughout your body. Your tongue moves quicker, flicking at her clit, lapping at her quickly flowing juices. The taste of blood is getting stronger, but so to is your hunger, your drive to pleasure the vampire goddess.
Without warning, Shizuru’s claws dig into your scalp, jerking your hair sharply as her legs threaten to crush your head between them. Her scream is one of animalistic joy, nearly deafening you with its intensity. You feel her juices flowing freely over your face as she rubs it against her crotch, not trying to be gentle in the least. But, you feel only joy, seeming to match Shizuru’s, as she continues riding your face, working her orgasm to its fullest extent.
After not nearly long enough, Shizuru slackens her grip and eases herself off your face, allowing you to gasp in your first real breath of air since she started her climax. You feel her juices matting into your fur already, your tongue eagerly lapping at whatever it can get to. Shizuru rises into a crouch, smiling wistfully to you, eyes glowing strongly, her tail twitching over your stomach. “I think that’s the quickest I’ve ever come, my pet. Either you’ve got a magic tongue, or I’ve been asleep far too long. Whatever the case, I’m feeling alive again, and horny as hell.”
Shizuru stands over you, raising her hand. From somewhere on the far side of the room, you hear something rattling around, then something whizzing through the air. Something large and black slaps against Shizuru’s palm a moment later, and seeing it causes you to yelp in surprise. Shizuru chuckles as she adjusts the dangling straps, rotating the large, knob-covered double-dildo before your eyes. She moans softly as she slides it inside herself, wiggling it slightly, tightening the straps. The end that extends out looks to be easily over a foot long, and maybe three or four inches wide at its widest, not counting the knobs dotting its surface. “You’re going to love this, baby. We’re going to have one hell of a night together.” Shizuru laughs, a mad cackle that echoes throughout the room, sending a tingle down your spine…but is it a tingle of fear, or anticipation?
To Catch a Kitty Part 2
A cool breeze blows over your fur as you once again come back to consciousness, the pain in your arms the first thing to register. Your shoulders throb, your limbs still held fast in the leather sleeve. Your body rests on cold stone, and as you open your eyes, you find that the blindfold is gone. The light is dim, a quick look confirming a single candle on a nearby wooden table. Iron bars rest between you and the candle, and as you struggle to your knees, you feel heavy steel at your ankles, a quick look revealing ancient shackles bolted to the floor. The bars are on all sides, a cage, it seems, but at least your tail is free.
You try to yawn as your senses slowly return from the magic-induced sleep, but the muzzle is still there, just as tight as before. You growl in annoyance, and the breeze shifts around the cage. Your fur rises, your muscles tense, and Shizuru’s scent fills your nostrils. Her chuckle echoes from beyond the dim candlelight.
“You’re really very cute when you’re sleeping, you know? I had to restrain myself from eating you up while you were snoozing, in fact.” Shadows swirled in front of the cage, materializing into a red-furred form. As the shadows swirl, the breeze dies down, and you have your first good look at your captor. Shizuru isn’t big, maybe less than five and a half feet tall, and hardly muscular. Her fur is the color of blood, striped in black, showing some breed of tiger. Her tail sways back and forth, tipped in black, seemingly caught in the constant breeze. Her claws are reddish, perhaps from your blood, perhaps stained from years of blood-letting. Shizuru stands wearing a simple black rubber bustier and matching hot-pants, and a broad smile, showing off her longer-than average fangs. Only when you look into her eyes, an unnatural shade of amber, glowing from an inner power, do you register an involuntary shiver going through your body.
“I know, I really am just too sexy, aren’t I?” She saunters to your cage, crouching easily in front of you. “I’d take that muzzle off if you would be kind enough to promise not to bite…too hard.”
You look again at Shizuru, mumbling an agreement, wiggling your nose. Perhaps it was something in your eyes, because Shizuru giggles a moment later. “Oh, you! You were just thinking about trying to take my hand off, weren’t you? A good try though.” You narrow your eyes to your captor, growling defiantly. “So I was lying about being a good girl. It was worth a shot,” you say to yourself, swallowing hard as Shizuru waves her hand, sending the cage rising toward the ceiling. The breeze kicks up as she takes your face in her hands, holding you firmly as her face inches toward your own, the look on her face filled with a special kind of hunger.
Shizuru’s nose touches yours, and she nuzzles her snout against yours for several long breaths, a deep purr emanating from her. Her grip is unforgiving, your struggles useless as she hugs you close, licking and nibbling your ears, kissing her way down your face and toward your breasts. Her hands entwine with your hair, jerking your head painfully backward, allowing her teeth to graze over your throat. “Mmm…your blood is running hot, my pet…I won’t be so cruel this time…”
The strength of Shizuru’s vampiric power is obvious to you again, your body already beginning to tingle with desire. You breath heavily, taking in Shizuru’s scent, which seems only intensify your growing lust. You know it’s not natural, you know that you only want to make Shizuru pay, but your body keeps telling you otherwise...and your mind is beginning to believe it. Her tongue flicks against one nipple ring, then the other, her lips settling over your right nipple to suck on your flesh.
You release your breath in a shudder, your body tingling, the breeze feeling colder now that you’re body is so hot, now that your pussy is aching for attention. No sooner does the thought cross your mind than Shizuru slips a hand from your hair and to your thigh, scraping her claws lightly over the still-tender claw marks from before. Her lips find your other nipple as she pinches your clit, twisting your piercing. You moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure, growing more powerless by the moment.
Moaning hungrily, Shizuru suddenly takes hold of your shoulders, her claws ripping into your flesh. Blood spilling down your back, she shoves you down to the stone floor, leaving your knees bent and legs spread. Shizuru straddles your stomach, her tail twitching between your legs. Her eyes meet yours, her orbs seeming to pulsate in time with your racing heart. She slinks down to kiss your forehead, breathing in deeply of your scent. “You’re drunk with desire, Akira, love. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before, isn’t it?”
Shizuru’s hands slide over your fur, the tips of her claws tracing the edges of the corset before sliding beneath your breasts, cutting a fine line that burns like a paper cut. You cry out when Shizuru takes hold of your breasts, squeezing then so hard you think they’re going to pop. She lets go after a moment, giggling as she mashes them together, rubbing your nipples against one another. Squirming in her grasp, a new intense pleasure runs through your body, her tongue lapping wildly at your nipples.
Much too soon, Shizuru’s tongue stops, her hands leaving your breasts, leaving you gasping for air. Your body is on fire, crying out for more, but Shizuru simply rests her arms on your stomach, smiling cruelly at you. “Do you want me to stop? I can if you really want me too. Just shake your head ‘no’ and I’ll leave you be; you don’t have to come unless you really, really want to…”
You’d like nothing more than to tell her off, to give her a good thrashing, and you keep telling yourself that. Looking into her eyes, you can see them sparkling, but with a sadistic glint that promises more pain and humiliation. She waits patiently, licking her lips, smiling, and purring while running a finger over your corseted belly. You want to tell her to fuck off, you want your body to listen to you and stop squirming and panting like the horny little nymph you know you are. But you can only let out a pleading moan, knowing that your face looks like a sad little kid begging for a piece of candy. “Damn, damn, damn! You dirty little nympho!” you curse at yourself, uncertain as to whether it was the vampire saliva that was coursing through your body, or your own deep, dark desires.
Shizuru chuckles, licking her lips as she pats your belly, then leans up to plant a kiss on your nose. “I knew you couldn’t resist, love. Okay, I’ll give you what you want…but…you have to give me something just as good in return. Deal? That’s my girl!” Sticking her hands in your hair and giving it a good tousling, Shizuru slides down your body, her face disappearing between your legs. You feel her fingers stroking your thighs, then her tongue playing over her claw marks.
Her arms wrap around your legs, holding them wide. You feel Shizuru’s warm breath cut through the breeze to tickle the fur between your legs, fanning the flames of desire within you. You squirm in her grasp, panting wildly in anticipation. Abruptly her breath disappears, and her head once again rises into view, a lop-sided grin on her face. “Are you sure you want me to do this? I really don’t mind stopping. No? You don’t want me to stop? Well, if you insist, I suppose I can’t really deny you, can I?” Shizuru’s head disappears again, and you feel her snout touching against your clit piercing. You quiver with anticipation as more of her intoxicating saliva drips over your pussy lips, panting and moaning for more.
You hear Shizuru growl just before her teeth nip at your clit and pussy, feeling like needles piercing your flesh. Her tongue laps at your blood and juices, going slow at first, then lapping faster. Your thoughts scatter under an overwhelming assault of pleasure as her tongue moves quicker, seeming to be everywhere at once. You thrash against your bonds and her unimaginable strength, your whole body on fire. You can feel it coming, a huge orgasm, and you know that you can’t stop it; you don’t want to.
Your muscles go tense, Shizuru’s tongue going faster still, unbelievably fast. In your next panting breath, her tongue goes still. “No! No! No! Not now you bitch, keep going!” you cry, mumbling and whining through the muzzle, desperately trying to rub your crotch in her face. Her laugh is cruel, and as she peeks up, her smile is devilish. “I’m such a tease,” she says, licking a spot of your blood from her lip before diving between your legs again. Her tongue lashes out for just a moment, touching your clit, then disappears. A few desperate breaths later, it touches across your lips, disappearing just as fast as it returned. You thrash side to side, whimpering for the release you crave.
“Oh, poor little thing, she just can’t stand it, can she? Little baby needs to come something awful,” Shizuru teases, prodding your swollen lips with a claw. The pain is delicious, and for a heartbeat, you feel the release coming, then evaporating as Shizuru pulls away yet again. You cry out, angry and frustrated, your tail flailing against Shizuru’s body as you desperately try to get yourself off. You hear a sly chuckle from Shizuru, obviously amused at your suffering. Readying yourself for another taunt, you gasp as her fingers are shoved between your lips, raking your insides. The pain is incredible, but not as great as the explosive orgasm. Your body writhes in ecstasy, every cell overwhelmed with an indescribable pleasure, and you cry out with unrestrained joy.
Uncertain of exactly how much time has passed, you finally blink your eyes, remembering where you are and how you’re bound. Still panting, your chest heaving, the intoxicating effect of Shizuru’s bites slowly fades, making your more and more aware of each and every rend on your flesh. Shizuru crouches next to you, wearing an amused smile and licking at her fingers, taking off the last of your blood and other fluids. “It fades quickly once you’ve come, but I don’t think you mind either way. It’s my turn now, love, so I hope you’re ready for some real fun.” Shizuru takes a handful of your hair as she stands, waving her free hand toward your legs, causing the lock that kept your shackles secured to the floor to open and fall away. Wincing as she jerks your hair, dragging you away from the candle and into the darkness, you can barely find any energy to resist, grunting wordlessly as you slide across the stone floor. Your only thoughts as the light disappears and the breeze intensifies, maybe you’re being drug through a tunnel, are fuzzy and distorted, some of escape, but most wondering what Shizuru has in store for you next.
You try to yawn as your senses slowly return from the magic-induced sleep, but the muzzle is still there, just as tight as before. You growl in annoyance, and the breeze shifts around the cage. Your fur rises, your muscles tense, and Shizuru’s scent fills your nostrils. Her chuckle echoes from beyond the dim candlelight.
“You’re really very cute when you’re sleeping, you know? I had to restrain myself from eating you up while you were snoozing, in fact.” Shadows swirled in front of the cage, materializing into a red-furred form. As the shadows swirl, the breeze dies down, and you have your first good look at your captor. Shizuru isn’t big, maybe less than five and a half feet tall, and hardly muscular. Her fur is the color of blood, striped in black, showing some breed of tiger. Her tail sways back and forth, tipped in black, seemingly caught in the constant breeze. Her claws are reddish, perhaps from your blood, perhaps stained from years of blood-letting. Shizuru stands wearing a simple black rubber bustier and matching hot-pants, and a broad smile, showing off her longer-than average fangs. Only when you look into her eyes, an unnatural shade of amber, glowing from an inner power, do you register an involuntary shiver going through your body.
“I know, I really am just too sexy, aren’t I?” She saunters to your cage, crouching easily in front of you. “I’d take that muzzle off if you would be kind enough to promise not to bite…too hard.”
You look again at Shizuru, mumbling an agreement, wiggling your nose. Perhaps it was something in your eyes, because Shizuru giggles a moment later. “Oh, you! You were just thinking about trying to take my hand off, weren’t you? A good try though.” You narrow your eyes to your captor, growling defiantly. “So I was lying about being a good girl. It was worth a shot,” you say to yourself, swallowing hard as Shizuru waves her hand, sending the cage rising toward the ceiling. The breeze kicks up as she takes your face in her hands, holding you firmly as her face inches toward your own, the look on her face filled with a special kind of hunger.
Shizuru’s nose touches yours, and she nuzzles her snout against yours for several long breaths, a deep purr emanating from her. Her grip is unforgiving, your struggles useless as she hugs you close, licking and nibbling your ears, kissing her way down your face and toward your breasts. Her hands entwine with your hair, jerking your head painfully backward, allowing her teeth to graze over your throat. “Mmm…your blood is running hot, my pet…I won’t be so cruel this time…”
The strength of Shizuru’s vampiric power is obvious to you again, your body already beginning to tingle with desire. You breath heavily, taking in Shizuru’s scent, which seems only intensify your growing lust. You know it’s not natural, you know that you only want to make Shizuru pay, but your body keeps telling you otherwise...and your mind is beginning to believe it. Her tongue flicks against one nipple ring, then the other, her lips settling over your right nipple to suck on your flesh.
You release your breath in a shudder, your body tingling, the breeze feeling colder now that you’re body is so hot, now that your pussy is aching for attention. No sooner does the thought cross your mind than Shizuru slips a hand from your hair and to your thigh, scraping her claws lightly over the still-tender claw marks from before. Her lips find your other nipple as she pinches your clit, twisting your piercing. You moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure, growing more powerless by the moment.
Moaning hungrily, Shizuru suddenly takes hold of your shoulders, her claws ripping into your flesh. Blood spilling down your back, she shoves you down to the stone floor, leaving your knees bent and legs spread. Shizuru straddles your stomach, her tail twitching between your legs. Her eyes meet yours, her orbs seeming to pulsate in time with your racing heart. She slinks down to kiss your forehead, breathing in deeply of your scent. “You’re drunk with desire, Akira, love. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before, isn’t it?”
Shizuru’s hands slide over your fur, the tips of her claws tracing the edges of the corset before sliding beneath your breasts, cutting a fine line that burns like a paper cut. You cry out when Shizuru takes hold of your breasts, squeezing then so hard you think they’re going to pop. She lets go after a moment, giggling as she mashes them together, rubbing your nipples against one another. Squirming in her grasp, a new intense pleasure runs through your body, her tongue lapping wildly at your nipples.
Much too soon, Shizuru’s tongue stops, her hands leaving your breasts, leaving you gasping for air. Your body is on fire, crying out for more, but Shizuru simply rests her arms on your stomach, smiling cruelly at you. “Do you want me to stop? I can if you really want me too. Just shake your head ‘no’ and I’ll leave you be; you don’t have to come unless you really, really want to…”
You’d like nothing more than to tell her off, to give her a good thrashing, and you keep telling yourself that. Looking into her eyes, you can see them sparkling, but with a sadistic glint that promises more pain and humiliation. She waits patiently, licking her lips, smiling, and purring while running a finger over your corseted belly. You want to tell her to fuck off, you want your body to listen to you and stop squirming and panting like the horny little nymph you know you are. But you can only let out a pleading moan, knowing that your face looks like a sad little kid begging for a piece of candy. “Damn, damn, damn! You dirty little nympho!” you curse at yourself, uncertain as to whether it was the vampire saliva that was coursing through your body, or your own deep, dark desires.
Shizuru chuckles, licking her lips as she pats your belly, then leans up to plant a kiss on your nose. “I knew you couldn’t resist, love. Okay, I’ll give you what you want…but…you have to give me something just as good in return. Deal? That’s my girl!” Sticking her hands in your hair and giving it a good tousling, Shizuru slides down your body, her face disappearing between your legs. You feel her fingers stroking your thighs, then her tongue playing over her claw marks.
Her arms wrap around your legs, holding them wide. You feel Shizuru’s warm breath cut through the breeze to tickle the fur between your legs, fanning the flames of desire within you. You squirm in her grasp, panting wildly in anticipation. Abruptly her breath disappears, and her head once again rises into view, a lop-sided grin on her face. “Are you sure you want me to do this? I really don’t mind stopping. No? You don’t want me to stop? Well, if you insist, I suppose I can’t really deny you, can I?” Shizuru’s head disappears again, and you feel her snout touching against your clit piercing. You quiver with anticipation as more of her intoxicating saliva drips over your pussy lips, panting and moaning for more.
You hear Shizuru growl just before her teeth nip at your clit and pussy, feeling like needles piercing your flesh. Her tongue laps at your blood and juices, going slow at first, then lapping faster. Your thoughts scatter under an overwhelming assault of pleasure as her tongue moves quicker, seeming to be everywhere at once. You thrash against your bonds and her unimaginable strength, your whole body on fire. You can feel it coming, a huge orgasm, and you know that you can’t stop it; you don’t want to.
Your muscles go tense, Shizuru’s tongue going faster still, unbelievably fast. In your next panting breath, her tongue goes still. “No! No! No! Not now you bitch, keep going!” you cry, mumbling and whining through the muzzle, desperately trying to rub your crotch in her face. Her laugh is cruel, and as she peeks up, her smile is devilish. “I’m such a tease,” she says, licking a spot of your blood from her lip before diving between your legs again. Her tongue lashes out for just a moment, touching your clit, then disappears. A few desperate breaths later, it touches across your lips, disappearing just as fast as it returned. You thrash side to side, whimpering for the release you crave.
“Oh, poor little thing, she just can’t stand it, can she? Little baby needs to come something awful,” Shizuru teases, prodding your swollen lips with a claw. The pain is delicious, and for a heartbeat, you feel the release coming, then evaporating as Shizuru pulls away yet again. You cry out, angry and frustrated, your tail flailing against Shizuru’s body as you desperately try to get yourself off. You hear a sly chuckle from Shizuru, obviously amused at your suffering. Readying yourself for another taunt, you gasp as her fingers are shoved between your lips, raking your insides. The pain is incredible, but not as great as the explosive orgasm. Your body writhes in ecstasy, every cell overwhelmed with an indescribable pleasure, and you cry out with unrestrained joy.
Uncertain of exactly how much time has passed, you finally blink your eyes, remembering where you are and how you’re bound. Still panting, your chest heaving, the intoxicating effect of Shizuru’s bites slowly fades, making your more and more aware of each and every rend on your flesh. Shizuru crouches next to you, wearing an amused smile and licking at her fingers, taking off the last of your blood and other fluids. “It fades quickly once you’ve come, but I don’t think you mind either way. It’s my turn now, love, so I hope you’re ready for some real fun.” Shizuru takes a handful of your hair as she stands, waving her free hand toward your legs, causing the lock that kept your shackles secured to the floor to open and fall away. Wincing as she jerks your hair, dragging you away from the candle and into the darkness, you can barely find any energy to resist, grunting wordlessly as you slide across the stone floor. Your only thoughts as the light disappears and the breeze intensifies, maybe you’re being drug through a tunnel, are fuzzy and distorted, some of escape, but most wondering what Shizuru has in store for you next.
Fitting Punishments, Part 3
Morning had come once again, and Vanessa rose from the hay-covered floor as she had each morning for the past...well, she wasn't sure, but it had to have been a month or more. After that first night chained to the floor, when she had broken down at the inability to pleasure herself, she had been something of a model slave. The morning after, she had been numb all over, mindlessly going along with whatever Tianzi had made her do, whether it was kissing her boots or trying to pleasure herself in front of the guards. Which, much to Vanessa's frustration, never came to fruition, not once in the past month. She had been close countless times, but had never been allowed to reach that release she so desired.
This morning was cooler than usual, with a heavy mist outside the barn. As Vanessa came to her knees, she picked hay from her hair and straightened it as best she could, sighing as she shifted into a slave's sitting position, which Tianzi had made her practice so many times. She eased back and spread her knees, with her arms folded behind her back, hands clasping at her elbows, while her chest was thrust forward. She had become accustomed to sitting in such a way after being bound with ropes for nearly a full day in just that manner, and no longer felt shame at displaying herself. She was truly becoming a cat-slave in more than just body.
As she had every morning, Tianzi appeared shortly after Vanessa had awoke, and this morning she wore another of her leather outfits, this one a red-colored version of the one she had wore on the first day of training, though with knee-length, heeled boots and leather straps on either side of her breasts and between her legs. Unlike the other mornings, however, she seemed to have trouble keeping a smile from her face as she opened the stall and dropped her stool in front of Vanessa. By this time, however, Vanessa's eyes had dropped to the floor, not daring to meet the gaze of her mistress without her permission.
Obediently, Vanessa bent over and kissed each of Tianzi's boots, and spoke in the submissive tone she had perfected. “Good morning, Mistress Tianzi; your humble slave asks how she may please you today.” She held her lips close to Tianzi's boots for another breath before returning to her sitting position, eyes downcast.
Tianzi's riding crop lifted Vanessa's chin, allowing her to see Tianzi's face, which was much less stern than usual. “Very good, very good...tell me, slave, what is your purpose?”
“To serve the will of my owner, and to pleasure my owner and whoever they wish me to pleasure. I am the property of my owner, and will do only what I am allowed by my owner, in the pursuit of making my owner both proud and pleased to own me. Should I ever displease my owner, they will punish me in whatever manner they desire, for I am their property, and exist only because they allow me to. Is this answer to your satisfaction, mistress?” Vanessa had been made to learn the mantra word for word, and to recite it with no mistakes, less she receive a lash for each mistake made. That had been a very bad day, coming off of a sleepless night spent dangling from the ceiling of the barn again.
“Yes, that is very good. You've learned your lessons well, haven't you? Now tell me what rights you have.”
“Mistress, I have no rights. I am a slave. My owners may do whatever they wish to me, and I should not protest, no matter their wish. If I do, I am aware that I shall be punished for my insolent and foolish behavior. I am not a citizen of this or any country, and will always display my owner's mark upon my body, though I should never be anywhere without my owner's permission. If I am caught somewhere I am not supposed to be, my punishment may be severe.” The mark Vanessa spoke of was actually two marks, tattoos on the underside of her forearms. On her right, was the emblem of the High Warlord, no, the Lord Master, to the cat-slaves. On the left, since her fourth day as Lord Argram's property, was his crest, placed upon her body by a mage. This one was simply a heron in flight, in ink the color of her hair and fur.
Tianzi nodded. “Tell me of the history of your people, the cat-slaves.”
Vanessa had heard the stories before, but never had she felt more sorry for the cat-slaves, or for herself. Reciting the history was depressing, but something she had to know. “We are only allowed to exist by the will of our Lord Master; it is his will that we are to be punished for our crimes against humanity, and the world itself. Many years ago, when we were allowed freedom, we used it to bring ruin upon the world. Our magics were foul and evil, our very existence served only to conquer others with the help of our demon allies. When our dark god, whose name shall never be remembered, fell to the justice of the 'gods of light', to be imprisoned for an eternity, we too were submitted to the same fate. Once we were used to rebuild the nations we destroyed, our foul magics sealed away and forbidden to us, we continued to serve. Now, we exist only by the Lord Master's will, the women to serve as pleasure slaves, the men to perform heavy labors in the mines and quarries for the benefit of the world. We shall never again know freedom, for if it were allowed, we would once again try to ruin the world, for we are not worthy of such powers and rights.”
Vanessa took a breath, steadying herself. From what she had always heard, the cat-slave race had nearly destroyed the world some two-thousand years ago, and the scars of their war on the other races were still visible today. Elves were now extinct from the land, the demonic corruption causing them to die out, no longer able to sustain themselves in the world. The dwarves and gnomes that had once lived alongside humanity had disappeared across the seas, never to be heard from again, taking with them the few elves that had remained after the cataclysm. And far to the north, where it is rumored a once great kingdom stood, now stands only a mist-shrouded wasteland, where vengeful spirits and dark beings roamed, fueled by lingering foul magics that threatened to corrupt anything and anyone who ventured near. Of those who returned from the wall of mist, none survived long, all of them driven mad by forces unknown. Now only humans and orcs were still living in the world, in a rather peaceful relationship, though disputes were always cropping up.
“Good.” Tianzi slid the riding crop from beneath Vanessa's chin, and Vanessa quickly dropped her gaze to the floor. Tianzi shifted on the stool before speaking again. “Master and I both agree that you have made sufficient progress, slave, and have decided that you may finally join us inside and serve a useful purpose. You still have many things you will be learning, but those require that you be allowed indoors.”
Vanessa couldn't keep her eyes on the floor, and looked up, feeling the first strings of hope in some time. “Really? Thank you so much, mistress!”
Tianzi actually grinned, and patted Vanessa's head. “Thank our master when you see him.” With that, Tianzi removed the lock holding Vanessa's collar chain to the floor and had her rise. “I think we can trust you without these now, don't you?” She proceeded to removed Vanessa's shackles, and finally the collar, which hadn't been removed since it had been put on her neck.
Vanessa sighed, rubbing her neck with her hands. It was a huge weight gone, but she was sure she would have a new collar soon; all cat-slaves were usually made to wear them. Still, they were almost always smaller and lighter than the heavy slaving collar. Vanessa clasped her hands in front of her and bowed to Tianzi. “Thank you, mistress, for trusting me. I swear that I will not make you regret it.”
“You better not,” Tianzi replied, playfully, but with an undertone of threat. “Come on, you're going to have a real bath and a trim before you're presented to our master.” Vanessa followed Tianzi from the barn, breathing in the cool morning air, shivering a little as the cool mist settled on her skin, but to finally be allowed inside...she couldn't have been happier. She was led to a side entrance, which, as she found once she had wiped her feet and stepped inside, was actually an exit for the kitchen. Already, she saw two other cat-slaves preparing breakfast. They wore typical servant clothing, with collars of course, and smiled as they looked to Vanessa.
“Tianzi! So, this is the new girl, hmm? Vanessa, right? And is her memory all better now?” one of them asked as she kneaded dough. She had sandy blond hair, and hazel eyes, and was actually taller than Tianzi, with yellowish fur.
“She still has a long way to go, Mika, but she's doing much better after some stern discipline.”
The other cat-slave, with pale green hair held back in a ponytail, who was preparing fruits and vegetables, grinned, her slightly lighter-colored ears twitching. “It's a wonder the poor girl is looking so good. Living off scraps like she has been, she's looking remarkably well. Well, dear, don't be shy, speak up now. My name's Hanna.”
Vanessa nearly bowed to them, but like Tianzi had told her, cat-slaves didn't have to do that with each other; the only cat-slave they ever had to bow to was the Lord Master's pet. “Ummm...a pleasure to meet you both, Mika, Hanna. Everything I've eaten since I came here was delicious, even if it was all leftovers.”
The cooks grinned and nodded, but before they could reply, Tianzi put a hand on Vanessa's shoulder. “Sorry, but we've got to get you cleaned up before master awakens. There's going to be plenty of time for you to get to know each other later. Come on now.”
Vanessa raised a hand to the cooks as Tianzi led her out, glad to see that there were other cat-slaves there, though she had been nervous upon seeing them. She had actually been worried that they would have shunned her. Perhaps sensing her thoughts, as she passed through a door at the rear of the grand dinning room that led to a set of stairs, Tianzi turned to Vanessa.
“They're the only other cat-slaves here, and they're really nice girls. Honestly, though, you shouldn't be worried about meeting other cat-slaves. True, some may get jealous if their masters take an interest in you, but generally, we're all friends.”
“That's good to know. Thank you, mistress.” Vanessa hadn't been told that she couldn't stop calling Tianzi that, and she made no indication otherwise. Reaching the bottom of the steps, Vanessa saw mage-lit lanterns hanging along the windowless hall, and several doors down either side of the hall. Tianzi led her to the last room on the right, which held three beds, two of which looked slept in, the third untouched, a small, round table, and a large cabinet, with one door hanging open. Inside, Vanessa could see servant’s clothes.
“You'll be staying here with Hanna and Mika for a time, though perhaps master will allow you to stay with us in his chambers if you please him well enough. The chest at the foot of the bed is yours, but it's empty right now; and we've still not decided on what you'll be allowed to wear, so all of the clothes in there are Hanna's and Mika's. After you're introduced to master this morning, I'm allowing you a day to follow them and get to know the manor.”
“I understand, mistress.” Vanessa took a final look around the room, then followed Tianzi back to the hall, directly across from the servants quarters to the servant's bath. Here, Vanessa saw two copper tubs, a pair of wooden stools, and a pair of silvery pipes leading in from the ceiling to the tubs. These carried water in using magic instead of the pumps like she had used in the barn, and, using the small, red gems on the nozzles, heated the water until it was steaming. She had had the same setup in her manor in her previous life, but was surprised to see it in the servant quarters.
Tianzi nodded to one of the stools in front of a small dresser, and, once Vanessa had sat down, began brushing her hair with one of the brushes that had been sitting on top of it. “Surprised to see slaves allowed to bath like the nobility?”
“A little...” Vanessa stared at herself in the mirror, and aside from some dark rings under her eyes from lack of any good rest, she looked quite well for what she had been put through. She winced as Tianzi pulled a knot from her hair. “It was a luxury we enjoyed quite often, and Lila was very fond of it once she first tried it.”
Switching the brush to her left hand, Tianzi picked up a pair of scissors. “Master isn't cruel, unless you really make him angry. He wants his girls to be happy, so he gives them small pleasures. You might not believe it for a time, given your past...you are here as a punishment after all, but I think it will be a mostly positive experience. As much as I love your hair, dear, master wants it shorter.”
“I understand, mistress. Please, don't trouble yourself with my feelings if it is master's will.” Vanessa took one last look at her hair in the mirror, at how it flowed down her back, all the way to her bottom. She had not had her hair short since she was a young girl, and loved the feel of running her fingers through it...Tianzi snipped with the scissors, and the first mass of hair fell to the floor.
Within a few minutes, Vanessa's hair was cut neatly to her shoulders, and even her bangs were trimmed, leaving her feeling somewhat disoriented. So much weight was off of her head for the first time in years...she breathed deeply, turning her head back and forth. “It feels much better than I thought it would...and it's not really so bad looking, I guess...um...Thank you so much, mistress, for making me presentable.” She hoped that her momentary lapse in discipline while she had been thinking of her childhood wouldn't make Tianzi mad.
Standing behind her, Tianzi's hands went to Vanessa's shoulders, giving her a reassuring squeeze. Thankfully, it seemed that she had lessened the severity of her 'cruel teacher' persona for now. “You look lovely, dear. Now go ahead and fill up a tub and enjoy a hot, soapy bath for a little while. I think you've earned a small rest after all the progress you've made.”
Vanessa smiled, and actually felt another surge of happiness well up inside of her. She was actually being allowed to do something that would make her feel better that didn't involve reaching the edge of a climax, only to have it come to a sudden, soul-crushing halt. “Thank you so much, Mistress Tianzi.” Vanessa very nearly jumped from the stool, hurrying to the nearest tub and running her fingers in a circular motion on the gem as she plugged the drain hole. Water began pouring from the opening, growing warmer as it filled the tub. Tianzi poured something from a small glass jar into the water, and bubbles started forming. Vanessa smelled flowers, and could have jumped in right then. But she waited just a little longer, for the water to fill up the tub just over halfway, before stopping the flow. Then, with a giggle she had thought she was no longer capable of, she slipped into the water.
It was hotter than she would have liked, but as her body slid deeper, up to her shoulders, then her chin, Vanessa sighed; she was in heaven. All of the aches and pains in her muscles and joints disappeared. She let herself slip completely under the water, holding her breath, letting the heat relax her. When she resurfaced, wiping water from her eyes and pulling her hair from the sides of her face, she saw Tianzi standing before her with a bar of soap and a washcloth. She took both with a smile, and hurried to wash up so that she could enjoy a longer soak.
Tianzi went about sweeping up her hair, gathering it into a worn basket that had been sitting in the corner, along with a broom . “You'll dispose of this with the others later.” Tianzi took a seat on the stool beside the tub, crossing her legs and resting an elbow on the dresser, letting her chin rest in her hand as she watched Vanessa. “I'm glad to see you looking so happy now, Vanessa. There were a few days I had my doubts.” Her voice was back to normal, not stern at all.
“I had thoughts of trying to end my life, Tianzi...I didn't want to suffer your lessons anymore.” She looked to Tianzi after rinsing soap from her hair, for signs that she would scold her, but instead found a look of almost motherly concern on her face. “You really have that persona of yours down pat. I was honestly terrified of you at times, but I can't deny that the teaching methods do work...and no, I don't hold any of it against you...I know it was our master's decision.”
Tianzi sighed, looking very relieved. “I'm glad...I really am, Vanessa. But...” Her face lost its momentary softness, concern creeping back in. “But, there's much more I have to show you, and I'm afraid you won't like it.”
Vanessa scrubbed at her body, nodding slowly, and felt her cheeks warm, despite having lost most of her shame in the last weeks. “I know what you're talking about...master will want me to know about how to pleasure him, right?”
Tianzi nodded gravely. “Yes...and not just him, but myself, Mika and Hanna, and anyone else he desires you to please. I'm sure...Vanessa...I know for a fact that the Lord Master will come to see you someday, and you will have to show him that you're one of us now.”
Blowing out a long sigh, Vanessa paused for only a moment before continuing to scrub her body. She should have known that the Lord Master would do such a thing. The thought of having to pleasure him was more revolting than anything else she could imagine, and more shameful than her fantasies of being used by groups of the estate guard ever were. Actually...those were still strangely attractive to her...which she couldn't really explain. “Well, I suppose I should learn to do everything the right way. If he's convinced that I'm no longer the person I used to be, then maybe he'll put me out of mind.”
Though Vanessa saw the saddened look pass over Tianzi's face, the woman nodded grimly. “Those were my thoughts as well. I do not think that it would be good if he were to take possession of you afterward; he always has the right to change his mind, and we wouldn't want him to think we weren't doing a proper job of training you.”
“But, we don't want him to think you've done too good a job and have him take me back with intent to sell me or keep me, either.” Vanessa knew well how political games worked, and though he was called a Warlord by humans, the Lord Master still possessed a very keen intellect, a powerful negotiator in addition to being a strong military leader. And she was certain her situation would be of great interest to him very soon. “Tianzi...I hope I'm right in thinking that I can call you a friend. I mean, despite what you have to do to me, of course.”
“I'm touched, Vanessa. Of course we can be friends! Why, you remember what I told you that first morning, right?” Tianzi moved to the edge of the tub, crouching so that she could meet Vanessa at eye level. “Nothing has changed since then, not a single thing.”
A real smile crossed her face, and Vanessa felt her heart surge; somehow, she just knew that she could trust Tianzi with anything. Like she had learned that first morning, she eased up in the tub, and touched her forehead to Tianzi's. A moment later, she gently kissed her teacher on the lips, just for a few seconds. As she sunk back into the warm bath, she saw that Tianzi's smile matched her own, and she was certain she would cry. “Thanks so much, my friend.”
“It is an honor to be certain. Hanna and Mika don’t know about your past, though, and I don’t think you should say anything to them. The fewer who know, the better it will probably be on you. I wouldn’t want to see you hurt because a rumor starts spreading.” Tianzi stood and gave Vanessa a quick pat to her head. “Enjoy some time for yourself right now, Vanessa. I’ll be back when it’s time to see our master, okay?”
Vanessa nodded, sitting back in the water, her head resting on the edge of the tub. She closed her eyes, hearing Tianzi leave the room, and let her mind relax as well as her body. Though her thoughts kept trying to go back to what she would be forced to do with her body, she kept pushing them away, content to float in the warm sea that had eased her body’s pain. She had a friend now, so her life was not so much of a hell as it had been the past month, despite what her friend may have to do to her in the near future. She could understand now, after all she was taught, what it was for a cat-slave to be loyal to their master, though she still had a long way to go before she felt what Tianzi felt for Lord Argram.
By the time the water had begun to cool, Tianzi had returned with a towel, and soon enough Vanessa was wiping the last bit of dampness from her body, and was glad that she no longer felt awkward when she dried off her tail and ears. She sat down at the mirror and brushed her hair, taking a moment to stare at its shortness again. Tianzi was behind her, and placed her hands at her shoulders. “You look lovely, dear, and it does my heart good to see you smiling. I’m going to fix your hair to master’s liking, and then we’ll serve him breakfast.”
Taking the brush from Vanessa’s hand, Tianzi brushed one side a little more as she gathered the damp strands in her fingers, pulling them rather roughly. Then, she rested the brush on Vanessa’s shoulder as she produced a red ribbon from the top of the corset, between her breasts, and wound it around the gathered hair, tying it off in a bow. She repeated the process on the other side, leaving Vanessa’s hair in a pair of short tails. Vanessa frowned at what she saw in the mirror. “I look like a little girl!”
Giggling, Tianzi dropped the brush in front of the mirror, and gave Vanessa a quick kiss on her cheek. “In many ways you still are, but I think it looks cute all the same. Okay, then, let’s go and present you to our master. You’re going to be carrying his breakfast tray and serve it to him, and I’m going to be watching for any mistakes.”
Vanessa sighed, and with a final look at her hair, she followed Tianzi from the room and back to the kitchen, where the other girls had the large tray already prepared, and promised that they’d have breakfast for everyone else ready and waiting. While Vanessa took the tray in her hands, careful to keep it balanced, Tianzi led the way, out of the dinning hall and through the main foyer. Like her manor had been, this one was well-maintained, and filled with expensive carpets, tapestries, and ornamentation. The stairs made not a sound as they ascended, first one floor, then a second, and finally to a third.
Tianzi led her from the stairwell to a single double-door at the top of the stairs. She knocked on the door twice, and announced them. “My master, I have brought your breakfast, and your new pet. May we enter?”
Vanessa's heart pounded in her chest now. She was suddenly very worried about what was about to happen. Tianzi gave her a reassuring look, but it did little to settle her nerves. When Lord Argram finally told them to come inside, Vanessa nearly jumped, but thankfully only shook the breakfast tray a little, not enough to cause anything to fall. Tianzi opened the door and entered first, and Vanessa obediently trailed behind, eyes downcast, but not so much that she couldn't see where she was going. The carpet in the room was plush, and a dark blue in color. She smelled the remnants of burned incense, and caught Lord Argram's scent emanating from the side of the room, toward the balcony.
Tianzi walked calmly toward him, and with a quick glance, Vanessa saw that he was sitting at a small table on the balcony already, back to them, wearing only his light blue robe. His hair was loose now, still mussed from the night before, and waving in the light breeze. Vanessa took a long, slow breath, and followed Tianzi across the floor. She paused just inside the doorway as Tianzi slipped to her knees before Lord Argram, and despite her attire, spoke in a purely submissive voice. “Master, if it pleases you, may your new pet present your morning meal today? I believe she is ready to begin the next step in her reeducation, master, if you too agree.”
Taking her queue from Tianzi's subtle hand movement as she stood, Vanessa moved forward, praying that her nerves would not cause her to mess up as she performed a 'ceremony' Tianzi had taught her. She somehow caught her breath as she went to her knees, and offered the food tray, raised above her lowered head. “My master, your humble servant offers this small token to you, to show her loyalty and desire to serve. If this displeases you in any way, please allow this servant to be punished in any way you desire to make her understand the error of her ways.” Vanessa stood then, and placed the tray on the table before him, careful to avoid the small wooden box that rested there, like a jewelery box. She went to her knees again, placing her hands on the floor in front of her and lowered her head to them, awaiting his judgment.
Her nerves were getting worse as time passed, seemingly an eternity. She heard her breathing, felt herself shaking, but could only hear Tianzi's soft breathing and Lord Argram eating his breakfast. He seemed to pay her no mind, but she knew that he was making her wait, making her worry. Even though Vanessa knew what he was doing, she couldn't make herself stop fretting. When he finally spoke, having finished his meal, she jumped, but surprisingly, not as high as she had thought she would.
“So, Vanessa, Tianzi seems to think you're ready to join us inside as a trained beast, and not a common animal. Do you feel the same way?” He still sounded emotionless, completely calm.
Keeping her head on the floor, Vanessa found her voice again, and though it was unsteady, she knew it was the practiced voice of her submission. “Yes, master. Mistress Tianzi is a very good teacher; her hand has guided me beyond my ignorant and selfish fantasies. Please, master, allow me the pleasure of serving you in your home, so that I may learn more from you, Master Raynard, and Mistress Tianzi, so that I may know how to properly pleasure you.”
“What of the Lady Vanessa Res’Taringal?” he asked immediately.
Vanessa knew the answer, but still she hesitated, still struggling to say what she knew was now the truth, though she still could not believe it. “Master, the betrayer is no more; she has been executed for her crimes against the Lord Master. Though this slave once thought herself to be the betrayer, she has been educated to the truth, and now accepts it. She will not cause such problems again, for you or any other she may call master. If she does, she will gladly accept any punishment for her transgression.”
Lord Argram seemed to think over her response for a very long time, or at least, it seemed that way to Vanessa. “Tianzi has spoken well of you, and seems to think you're ready to be given a chance. You still sound somewhat uncertain of your beliefs, though I am not without some compassion for your situation.” Vanessa heard him open the jewelry box, and the jingle of a bell. “Look at me, Vanessa.”
She did as she was told, lifting herself so that she could look up on him. She saw what must have come from the box in his hands, and guessed that it was to be her collar. It looked almost identical to Tianzi's collar, silver in color, and much smaller than the slaving collar she had been wearing, perhaps only an inch tall and less than half that in thickness. It too had a golden bell at the front, though, even with the collar open, she still saw no mechanical hinges; it looked like a single piece of metal. The girls downstairs had wore collars that were much more plain-looking, and in brass.
“Now, if you're not familiar with these collars, they are for more than simply looks. Once this is placed on your neck, it cannot be removed except by a mage. The collar is enchanted so that it will not tarnish, and so that you will know when I require your presence. It's keyed to a gemstone set into one of my rings, and when I summon you, you will hear the bell jingle; I expect you to promptly show yourself. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master.”
He held the collar out to her. “Then place this collar on your neck as a sign of your loyalty and dedication to me. You will wear it until the day you are sold, or the day you die, whichever comes first.”
Vanessa raised her hands gingerly, taking the collar, looking at it for several long seconds. It was lighter than some necklaces she had owned, but she knew that if it held any kind of enchantment against tarnishing, it would be extremely durable as well; she was not likely to get it off, as he said, without a mage. Taking another deep breath, she placed the metal at her neck, and pressed the ends toward one another. The metal seemed to jump of its own accord, the ends merging together with a soft metallic click. It was snug to her neck, but not uncomfortably so, and when she felt it with her fingers, she could find no seams. She dropped her head to the floor again. “Thank you, master, for allowing me to serve you. Everything I am belongs to you, and exists only for your pleasure.”
“Remove these trays to the kitchen, Vanessa, and help Mika and Hanna while you're at it. Tianzi and I have some things to discuss before your training is resumed.” He seemed to have lost any interest he may have had in her, or was hiding it well.
Vanessa rose to her feet, bowing her head low, the bell jingling softly as she did. “As you wish, master.” She gathered his plates and utensils, and bowed once more as she backed away, through the door. She saw Tianzi give her a smile and an approving nod before she turned toward the doors. The bedroom itself was very neat, and very clean, with none of the decorations out of place. Vanessa heard Tianzi speak to him as she closed the door, but heard nothing else once it was closed, though she couldn't exactly linger to eavesdrop.
Though she began worrying about how she had spoken, afraid that she might not have sounded sincere, Vanessa soon found herself too busy to really think about it. Once she had finished her first real meal in the home, which was a small sliver of paradise, she decided, and spoke with Mika and Hanna briefly, she joined them i the daily chores. Vanessa had never actually cleaned dishes before, nor had she swept floors or dusted the shelves, or most of the other things the girls guided her through that day. She felt embarrassed for the most part, not that she couldn’t keep up with the others, but that she was slowing them down and causing them extra work, especially when it came time to prepare the meals. Thankfully, when she delivered the lunch and dinner to both Lord Argram and Tianzi, they said not a bad word to her; they had said nothing at all, actually, though Tianzi again nodded her encouragement, and had strangely looked rather tired. By the time Hanna and Mika said that the chores were finished, Vanessa was dead on her feet, and hardly remembered falling into her bed, let alone going to sleep.
The next morning, when Hanna and Mika shook her awake, Vanessa felt sore, but refreshed, wishing that she could have stayed in bed. She pushed that thought away quickly, though, and joined the girls for a quick bird bath and to fix her hair before fixing breakfast. Vanessa ate with Hanna and Mika while they finished preparing two meals on a larger carrying tray, and not five minutes after, the bell on Vanessa’s collar sounded several times. Once more, she gathered up the tray and ascended the stairs, stopping at the door. “Master, I have come as you wished; may I enter?”
“You may,” Tianzi answered a moment later. Vanessa opened the door and immediately went to the balcony where both of them sat at the table, taking in the morning sun and cloudless sky. Today, Tianzi was wearing a robe not unlike Lord Argram’s, only in a darker blue, and her hair was hanging loose. Once again, Vanessa went to her knees and offered the tray over her head before placing it on the table. “Vanessa, you’re going to start your training immediately this morning. Typically, half of your day will be spent learning pleasure techniques, while the other will be spent helping Mika and Hanna. Do you understand?”
“I do, mistress,” Vanessa answered with a bow of her head. “How do you wish I begin?” The fact that her voice wasn’t stuttering with her growing nervousness amazed her.
“Since you’re not nearly ready for our master, you will begin with me. While I’m eating, you will practice using your tongue to pleasure me. Start small, with my feet and toes; you may not think so, but a big toe can seem much like a man’s penis, once you’ve got your mind in the right place. Once you learn how to move your tongue in a satisfactory way, then we can move beyond my feet.” Tianzi crossed her legs, so that her right foot was at a proper height, but then picked up her riding crop from the table, looking it over, then looking back toward Vanessa. “You’ll know if you’re doing something wrong.”
Heart pounding in her chest, Vanesssa bowed. “It will be as you wish, mistress.” Having some idea of what was expected of her, she went to her knees. She had smelled it before, but with Tianzi’s foot in her face, the sweaty, leather-masked scent seemed so much stronger. Apparently she had not taken her boots off for some time yesterday after Vanessa had left…Putting it out of her mind, Vanessa gently kissed the top of Tianzi’s foot, then the tops of her toes. As her tongue softly licked the tip of her big toe, Vanessa got a very strong taste of Tianzi's sweat, though it was already a rather familiar flavor. She quickly licked each toe in turn before returning to the big one, which she began lapping at slowly.
The crop slapped against Vanessa's shoulder after a few moments. “You've done that enough. Take it in your mouth, suck on it; imagine you are trying to please a man.”
“Yes, mistress, thank you.” Ignoring the sting on her shoulder, Vanessa took Tianzi's toe into her mouth, moving up and down while her tongue moved on all around it. She had no idea what she was doing, and apparently Tianzi thought so too, slapping her with the crop again after only a minute or so.
“You're thinking too hard on this, Vanessa. Let your thoughts go and follow your instincts. You're not sucking on my toe; you're trying to pleasure our master. You are taking him into your mouth, not me. Keep that in mind.”
Vanessa pulled her mouth back. “Of course, mistress, thank you.” She kissed Tianzi's foot again before she forced her mind to clear and took her toe back into her mouth. This time she let her tongue move slower as she suck at her toe...no...like she had suggested, it wasn't her toe, it was Lord Argram, lying on his bed, nude, with her on her knees between his legs. The pleasure-haze slowly seeped inside her once again, causing her to moan softly. She felt the change in her technique already, and changed how her tongue moved. Vanessa soon used the tip of her tongue at the joint of Tianzi's toe, just like she would on the head of her master's penis.
When Tianzi suddenly shifted, Vanessa jerked back with a start, breathing hard, but was thankful that she only crossed her legs so that her other foot was now in a position to be pleased. She didn't hesitate, kissing over her foot for a few moments before licking her toes and returning to the big one, taking it her mouth again, eagerly massaging it with her tongue.
Several minutes passed, Vanessa eagerly accepting Tianzi's feet when offered, taking no further hits from the crop as she let her fantasies run wild. Finally, her master spoke. “Continue with her lessons, Tianzi; I must prepare for the meetings I have scheduled for the day. Come to me once you have finished with her.” Lord Argram stood and went back into the house.
“As you wish, master,” Tianzi said. A few moments later, she dropped a cloth atop Vanessa's head. “Wipe my feet, then we'll continue.”
Doing as she was told, Vanessa wiped her saliva from Tianzi's feet, kissing them each as she finished, before folding the cloth and placing it on the floor beside her. “What is your desire, mistress?”
Tianzi lifted Vanessa's chin with the crop, using her free hand to open the front of her robe, exposing her breasts, a smile growing on her face. “You're far from ready to please master, but perhaps you can please me. Focus on my breasts now, Vanessa; feel them in your hands, let me feel your desire to please through your fingers. Then you can use your mouth, and your tongue, of course.”
Feeling her cheeks burning, Vanessa swallowed and nodded as she came to her feet. “As you wish, mistress.” Her hands were actually shaking; it was the first time she had ever done more than worship Tianzi's feet. But as she glanced to Tianzi's gentle face, she felt a reassured, as if she she could do no wrong. Vanessa eased herself closer, straddling herself over Tianzi's legs. Just the feel of Tianzi's skin against her own made Vanessa's heart race.
Nervously, Vanessa's hands approached Tianzi's chest, her well-rounded breasts, which seemed to be waiting for her. “Go on, now, don't be so timid, Vanessa. There's nothing to be worried about. Just take them in your hands, squeeze them a little, play with my nipples; I know you remember how I play with yours, right?” If it were possible, Vanessa may indeed have just blushed more as her thoughts drifted back to the past month, but she quickly pushed the thoughts away, smiling sheepishly as her hands came to rest on Tianzi's breasts. She found them to be warm, firm, not unlike her own, but they weren't; they were on another woman, and Vanessa was holding them. She swallowed hard, feeling sweat form on her brow as she fought to make her hands do something other than lay there.
“What's wrong, Vanessa?”
It took her a moment, but she finally managed to speak up. “I...I uh...it's just, this makes me a little nervous...I've never done something like this before...” Part of her still felt flashes of embarrassment, but it was enough to cause her to give the other part, the part that felt excited, pause.
Tianzi's hands touched her shoulders, and slid down her arms to come to a rest over Vanessa's. “I can understand how you must be feeling...so let me help you along, okay? Just relax, and let me guide you...” Purring expectantly, Tianzi gave Vanessa a warm, reassuring smile.
Tianzi's fingers aligned with Vanessa's, and despite her nervousness, she wasn't so stiff that Tianzi couldn't move her. She squeezed softly at first, then started moving their hands in a circular motion, pressing harder against Tianzi's breasts. Vanessa licked her lips nervously, her tail twitching; she could feel Tianzi's nipples against her hands, gold rings and all, and the way her breasts filled her grasp...she was starting to enjoy it. With her breath quickening, Vanessa let Tianzi guide her fingers to her nipples, running them over, letting her feel that they were standing erect.
Vanessa's fingers started moving by themselves, her thoughts clouded by the pleasure-haze as she saw Tianzi's pink nipples poking from between her fingers, her piercings glittering in the early morning sun. It hadn't occurred to her before, but Tianzi's skin was only a little tanner than her own, but that thought was quickly gone as she suddenly got the urge to roll those lovely nipples between her fingers. With her index finger and thumb, Vanessa pressed against Tianzi's nipples, causing her mistress to moan and shift beneath her.
“A little softer to start, pet, then you can build up; but you're doing great so far,” Tianzi purred.
“Thank you, mistress,” Vanessa said, breathlessly, lightening her touch. She tugged the nipples gently, pulling on the rings, getting another soft moan in response. Tianzi arched back, and Vanessa immediately cupped her breasts and leaned in to kiss them. Tianzi purred deeply, her taste and scent filling Vanessa's senses. She used her hands to press Tianzi's breasts together, so that her nipples were touching. Smiling, she kissed them both at the same time, and let her tongue taste them too. Vanessa heard herself moan from the pleasure she felt at having Tianzi's nipples in her mouth, her hands squeezing Tianzi's breasts. Vanessa's tongue lapped at her nipples wildly, and she sucked on them, thoughts going through her head that she was the one being pleasured.
Long before Vanessa could have said she was finished, Tianzi's hands went to her shoulders and pushed her away. Vanessa looked up in fear, afraid she might have done something to anger Tianzi, but found only a sly grin, and lust in her eyes. “It's time to move lower, Vanessa; I'm already wet down there, and I'm craving your tongue.”
Knowing what she had in mind, Vanessa felt herself blush, but knew that she was desperate to offer Tianzi the pleasure she needed. “As you wish, my mistress,” she breathed, sliding from Tianzi's lap. She hadn't realized it until the cooler air hit her that she too was wet between her legs. Getting to her knees, Vanessa's hands pressed at Tianzi's knees and spread them, revealing Tianzi's glistening pussy. To Vanessa, at that moment, it was the most beautiful thing in her world, and she was desperate to taste of those perfect, pink lips.
With her hands on Tianzi's inner thighs, Vanessa eased forward, finally pressing her lips to the soft mound above Tianzi's pussy, her sex-scent filling her nostrils. Unable to hold back a second longer, Vanessa thrust her tongue against the moist flesh, and a delighted moan escaped her lips. The taste…it was heavenly! She couldn’t resist the urges within her, not now, when she was feeling so good. Her tongue licked up and down Tianzi’s lips, stopping only when her fingers spread the lips further.
Keeping one hand on Tianzi’s lips, Vanessa let her other drift between her own legs, finding herself to be just as wet as her friend. As she plunged her tongue between Tianzi’s walls, her fingers slid into herself, her lusty moans a match for Tianzi’s. With her tongue moving in and out, up and down, flicking at Tianzi’s clit, Vanessa mirrored the movements with her hand, desperately seeking release. Tianzi’s juices flowed over her tongue and into her mouth, making her hungrier by the moment.
Tianzi's fingers brushed Vanessa's face, then latched onto her pigtails, pulling Vanessa harder against her pussy, crying out with joy. Vanessa couldn't stop, her fingers moving quicker inside herself, her nipples hard in the warm morning air, her tongue lapping at Tianzi's lips. Gods, just a little more! She was almost there! Tianzi was panting hard, sweating, ready to burst, and Vanessa was right there with her! She would make them come together!
Within moments Tianzi's body tensed, her hands jerking at Vanessa's hair. Her thighs closed in around Vanessa's head and she screamed as the orgasm wracked her. Her juices covered Vanessa's face, the scent overwhelming and wonderful, but Vanessa could only whimper, sliding from Tianzi's grasp. She sank back, resting on her heels, pulling her hand from between her legs. Her hand was just as wet as her face was, but it had happened again. She had been right there, ready to go over the edge with Tianzi, but the moment she had been dreaming of, that she had hoped and hoped would finally arrive, had disappeared in an instant, just like all those times in the barn. Tears welled in her eyes, her shoulders shook, and Vanessa broke into pitiful sobs, clutching her hands to her face.
“I'm so sorry...” she heard Tianzi say a few seconds later, as she wrapped her arms around Vanessa, her strict, domineering voice replaced by her real, caring voice. “I hate doing that to you, Vanessa, I really do. If it were only up to me, you'd have came dozens of times already.”
Vanessa sniffed, still shaking, still crying. “I hate this! I can't stand it anymore! Just kill me already and end it! I've already suffered more than any other noble from the rebellion; isn't that enough? I've tried so hard...just kill me...please, just let my suffering end.” She crumpled against Tianzi, tears flowing, her cries loud and sorrowful.
Tianzi's arms tightened around her, the woman's fingers running through her hair. “I'm sorry. I can't say it enough, Vanessa, and I know you probably think it's a hollow sentiment. I don't want to do this to you, but it's what Master told me to do. Surely you understand by now that I can't disobey him. It's not much of an excuse but it's the only one I can give...” Tianzi rocked gently with her, resting her head against Vanessa's. “I'll have another talk with our master and see if I can convince him to change his mind.”
“He won't. He wants me to suffer like this,” Vanessa cried.
“No, Vanessa, he'll listen this time; I'm sure he will. I had been telling him how good you've been doing, but I really didn't think it was affecting you this much. I promise he'll let you climax next time!”
Sniffing, Vanessa nodded weakly. As much as she trusted Tianzi, she knew that Master Argram didn't care for her, and probably enjoyed her suffering. She didn't have much hope, no hope, really. “Okay.”
Tianzi continued to hold Vanessa for a while longer, until her sobs had died away and she was no longer shaking. Finally, Tianzi eased her grip, and took Vanessa's face in her hands. “Hey, look at me, Vanessa.” When she finally looked at Tianzi, her friend used her thumbs to wipe her cheeks and under her eyes. “I'll go speak with Master right now, alright? Why don't you go on downstairs and have a bath, clear your head, and I'll come and get you when I've got him convinced.”
Nodding weakly, Vanessa let Tianzi help her to her feet, feeling mostly numb, and very, very lost. “Yes...I'll go do that, then. Thank you, Tianzi...I'm sorry I've been so much trouble.”
“Hey, don't think like that. I really enjoy being around you, Vanessa.” Tianzi planted a quick kiss to Vanessa's cheek. “Go on, try to enjoy your bath, and I'll see you soon.”
Vanessa nodded again, feeling as though she was moving awkwardly as she walked from the room and down the stairs. She heard Hanna and Mika cleaning one of the sitting rooms on the second floor, ignoring them. She felt as though she were floating, not really inside her body; she saw the manor pass by her, the grand hall, the kitchen, then she was in the bathing room outside the slave quarters. It was surreal...something had happened to her during that last failed orgasm...
As she bent to turn on the water, she was surprised to find that she held a kitchen knife in her hand, the wooden handle still moist from where it had been washed after breakfast. She hadn't remembered picking it up, but as the water started flowing into the tub, the knife seemed awfully bright and vivid in her hands, the blade razor-sharp. A few minutes later, she was submerged in the water, barely feeling the heat at all. She sat with her arms wrapped around her knees, dangling the knife in her fingers.
Vanessa knew that she still had one freedom left...perhaps that's how she came to have the knife in her hands now. Tianzi was the only one who seemed to really have any feelings for her, though she didn't know Mika or Hanna that well. Master Argram, her owner...he had barely looked at her at all. He was letting Tianzi do everything to her; he might even be disgusted by her. Since she had accepted her fate, since she had tried so hard to adjust, all she wanted was a just a small bit of pleasure; just once, to feel what it was that Tianzi had enjoyed. She was to be a slave for the rest of her life, her punishment; was she to be denied what was granted to other slaves? She couldn't accept it; she simply couldn't take another buildup to nothing but disappointment.
She became aware that the water had grown cold; how long that had taken she wasn't sure, but it had been steaming when she had first entered the water. She blinked away tears in her eyes, not sure when she had started crying. She was a cat-slave now, and she had tried to believe that, tried to do everything she had been told. She had honestly been starting to enjoy herself, but now...now there was only a massive void inside her. There was no reason for her to be here anymore; if all of the effort she had put forth in her training, if all of her desire to make something of her life meant nothing. Almost daily, for just over a month, she had been teased into reaching a climax that never came. Argram was a monster, and, despite how much she liked Tianzi, she was his with every fiber of her being, and would do nothing he didn't tell her to. She couldn't hold that against Tianzi; that's what a cat-slave was supposed to do. So, there was just one last thing she could do to make things right.
She lifted the knife, looking at the curve of the blade, at the tiny nicks worn into the edge from a lot of use. With her vision blurring, she closed her eyes, and took the knife firmly in one hand, then the other a few moments later. It fell from her fingers, and she heard it hit the bottom of the tub. When she opened her eyes again, she was sitting in a deep red pool, her strength draining, a wonderful darkness consuming her. It was...peaceful...
This morning was cooler than usual, with a heavy mist outside the barn. As Vanessa came to her knees, she picked hay from her hair and straightened it as best she could, sighing as she shifted into a slave's sitting position, which Tianzi had made her practice so many times. She eased back and spread her knees, with her arms folded behind her back, hands clasping at her elbows, while her chest was thrust forward. She had become accustomed to sitting in such a way after being bound with ropes for nearly a full day in just that manner, and no longer felt shame at displaying herself. She was truly becoming a cat-slave in more than just body.
As she had every morning, Tianzi appeared shortly after Vanessa had awoke, and this morning she wore another of her leather outfits, this one a red-colored version of the one she had wore on the first day of training, though with knee-length, heeled boots and leather straps on either side of her breasts and between her legs. Unlike the other mornings, however, she seemed to have trouble keeping a smile from her face as she opened the stall and dropped her stool in front of Vanessa. By this time, however, Vanessa's eyes had dropped to the floor, not daring to meet the gaze of her mistress without her permission.
Obediently, Vanessa bent over and kissed each of Tianzi's boots, and spoke in the submissive tone she had perfected. “Good morning, Mistress Tianzi; your humble slave asks how she may please you today.” She held her lips close to Tianzi's boots for another breath before returning to her sitting position, eyes downcast.
Tianzi's riding crop lifted Vanessa's chin, allowing her to see Tianzi's face, which was much less stern than usual. “Very good, very good...tell me, slave, what is your purpose?”
“To serve the will of my owner, and to pleasure my owner and whoever they wish me to pleasure. I am the property of my owner, and will do only what I am allowed by my owner, in the pursuit of making my owner both proud and pleased to own me. Should I ever displease my owner, they will punish me in whatever manner they desire, for I am their property, and exist only because they allow me to. Is this answer to your satisfaction, mistress?” Vanessa had been made to learn the mantra word for word, and to recite it with no mistakes, less she receive a lash for each mistake made. That had been a very bad day, coming off of a sleepless night spent dangling from the ceiling of the barn again.
“Yes, that is very good. You've learned your lessons well, haven't you? Now tell me what rights you have.”
“Mistress, I have no rights. I am a slave. My owners may do whatever they wish to me, and I should not protest, no matter their wish. If I do, I am aware that I shall be punished for my insolent and foolish behavior. I am not a citizen of this or any country, and will always display my owner's mark upon my body, though I should never be anywhere without my owner's permission. If I am caught somewhere I am not supposed to be, my punishment may be severe.” The mark Vanessa spoke of was actually two marks, tattoos on the underside of her forearms. On her right, was the emblem of the High Warlord, no, the Lord Master, to the cat-slaves. On the left, since her fourth day as Lord Argram's property, was his crest, placed upon her body by a mage. This one was simply a heron in flight, in ink the color of her hair and fur.
Tianzi nodded. “Tell me of the history of your people, the cat-slaves.”
Vanessa had heard the stories before, but never had she felt more sorry for the cat-slaves, or for herself. Reciting the history was depressing, but something she had to know. “We are only allowed to exist by the will of our Lord Master; it is his will that we are to be punished for our crimes against humanity, and the world itself. Many years ago, when we were allowed freedom, we used it to bring ruin upon the world. Our magics were foul and evil, our very existence served only to conquer others with the help of our demon allies. When our dark god, whose name shall never be remembered, fell to the justice of the 'gods of light', to be imprisoned for an eternity, we too were submitted to the same fate. Once we were used to rebuild the nations we destroyed, our foul magics sealed away and forbidden to us, we continued to serve. Now, we exist only by the Lord Master's will, the women to serve as pleasure slaves, the men to perform heavy labors in the mines and quarries for the benefit of the world. We shall never again know freedom, for if it were allowed, we would once again try to ruin the world, for we are not worthy of such powers and rights.”
Vanessa took a breath, steadying herself. From what she had always heard, the cat-slave race had nearly destroyed the world some two-thousand years ago, and the scars of their war on the other races were still visible today. Elves were now extinct from the land, the demonic corruption causing them to die out, no longer able to sustain themselves in the world. The dwarves and gnomes that had once lived alongside humanity had disappeared across the seas, never to be heard from again, taking with them the few elves that had remained after the cataclysm. And far to the north, where it is rumored a once great kingdom stood, now stands only a mist-shrouded wasteland, where vengeful spirits and dark beings roamed, fueled by lingering foul magics that threatened to corrupt anything and anyone who ventured near. Of those who returned from the wall of mist, none survived long, all of them driven mad by forces unknown. Now only humans and orcs were still living in the world, in a rather peaceful relationship, though disputes were always cropping up.
“Good.” Tianzi slid the riding crop from beneath Vanessa's chin, and Vanessa quickly dropped her gaze to the floor. Tianzi shifted on the stool before speaking again. “Master and I both agree that you have made sufficient progress, slave, and have decided that you may finally join us inside and serve a useful purpose. You still have many things you will be learning, but those require that you be allowed indoors.”
Vanessa couldn't keep her eyes on the floor, and looked up, feeling the first strings of hope in some time. “Really? Thank you so much, mistress!”
Tianzi actually grinned, and patted Vanessa's head. “Thank our master when you see him.” With that, Tianzi removed the lock holding Vanessa's collar chain to the floor and had her rise. “I think we can trust you without these now, don't you?” She proceeded to removed Vanessa's shackles, and finally the collar, which hadn't been removed since it had been put on her neck.
Vanessa sighed, rubbing her neck with her hands. It was a huge weight gone, but she was sure she would have a new collar soon; all cat-slaves were usually made to wear them. Still, they were almost always smaller and lighter than the heavy slaving collar. Vanessa clasped her hands in front of her and bowed to Tianzi. “Thank you, mistress, for trusting me. I swear that I will not make you regret it.”
“You better not,” Tianzi replied, playfully, but with an undertone of threat. “Come on, you're going to have a real bath and a trim before you're presented to our master.” Vanessa followed Tianzi from the barn, breathing in the cool morning air, shivering a little as the cool mist settled on her skin, but to finally be allowed inside...she couldn't have been happier. She was led to a side entrance, which, as she found once she had wiped her feet and stepped inside, was actually an exit for the kitchen. Already, she saw two other cat-slaves preparing breakfast. They wore typical servant clothing, with collars of course, and smiled as they looked to Vanessa.
“Tianzi! So, this is the new girl, hmm? Vanessa, right? And is her memory all better now?” one of them asked as she kneaded dough. She had sandy blond hair, and hazel eyes, and was actually taller than Tianzi, with yellowish fur.
“She still has a long way to go, Mika, but she's doing much better after some stern discipline.”
The other cat-slave, with pale green hair held back in a ponytail, who was preparing fruits and vegetables, grinned, her slightly lighter-colored ears twitching. “It's a wonder the poor girl is looking so good. Living off scraps like she has been, she's looking remarkably well. Well, dear, don't be shy, speak up now. My name's Hanna.”
Vanessa nearly bowed to them, but like Tianzi had told her, cat-slaves didn't have to do that with each other; the only cat-slave they ever had to bow to was the Lord Master's pet. “Ummm...a pleasure to meet you both, Mika, Hanna. Everything I've eaten since I came here was delicious, even if it was all leftovers.”
The cooks grinned and nodded, but before they could reply, Tianzi put a hand on Vanessa's shoulder. “Sorry, but we've got to get you cleaned up before master awakens. There's going to be plenty of time for you to get to know each other later. Come on now.”
Vanessa raised a hand to the cooks as Tianzi led her out, glad to see that there were other cat-slaves there, though she had been nervous upon seeing them. She had actually been worried that they would have shunned her. Perhaps sensing her thoughts, as she passed through a door at the rear of the grand dinning room that led to a set of stairs, Tianzi turned to Vanessa.
“They're the only other cat-slaves here, and they're really nice girls. Honestly, though, you shouldn't be worried about meeting other cat-slaves. True, some may get jealous if their masters take an interest in you, but generally, we're all friends.”
“That's good to know. Thank you, mistress.” Vanessa hadn't been told that she couldn't stop calling Tianzi that, and she made no indication otherwise. Reaching the bottom of the steps, Vanessa saw mage-lit lanterns hanging along the windowless hall, and several doors down either side of the hall. Tianzi led her to the last room on the right, which held three beds, two of which looked slept in, the third untouched, a small, round table, and a large cabinet, with one door hanging open. Inside, Vanessa could see servant’s clothes.
“You'll be staying here with Hanna and Mika for a time, though perhaps master will allow you to stay with us in his chambers if you please him well enough. The chest at the foot of the bed is yours, but it's empty right now; and we've still not decided on what you'll be allowed to wear, so all of the clothes in there are Hanna's and Mika's. After you're introduced to master this morning, I'm allowing you a day to follow them and get to know the manor.”
“I understand, mistress.” Vanessa took a final look around the room, then followed Tianzi back to the hall, directly across from the servants quarters to the servant's bath. Here, Vanessa saw two copper tubs, a pair of wooden stools, and a pair of silvery pipes leading in from the ceiling to the tubs. These carried water in using magic instead of the pumps like she had used in the barn, and, using the small, red gems on the nozzles, heated the water until it was steaming. She had had the same setup in her manor in her previous life, but was surprised to see it in the servant quarters.
Tianzi nodded to one of the stools in front of a small dresser, and, once Vanessa had sat down, began brushing her hair with one of the brushes that had been sitting on top of it. “Surprised to see slaves allowed to bath like the nobility?”
“A little...” Vanessa stared at herself in the mirror, and aside from some dark rings under her eyes from lack of any good rest, she looked quite well for what she had been put through. She winced as Tianzi pulled a knot from her hair. “It was a luxury we enjoyed quite often, and Lila was very fond of it once she first tried it.”
Switching the brush to her left hand, Tianzi picked up a pair of scissors. “Master isn't cruel, unless you really make him angry. He wants his girls to be happy, so he gives them small pleasures. You might not believe it for a time, given your past...you are here as a punishment after all, but I think it will be a mostly positive experience. As much as I love your hair, dear, master wants it shorter.”
“I understand, mistress. Please, don't trouble yourself with my feelings if it is master's will.” Vanessa took one last look at her hair in the mirror, at how it flowed down her back, all the way to her bottom. She had not had her hair short since she was a young girl, and loved the feel of running her fingers through it...Tianzi snipped with the scissors, and the first mass of hair fell to the floor.
Within a few minutes, Vanessa's hair was cut neatly to her shoulders, and even her bangs were trimmed, leaving her feeling somewhat disoriented. So much weight was off of her head for the first time in years...she breathed deeply, turning her head back and forth. “It feels much better than I thought it would...and it's not really so bad looking, I guess...um...Thank you so much, mistress, for making me presentable.” She hoped that her momentary lapse in discipline while she had been thinking of her childhood wouldn't make Tianzi mad.
Standing behind her, Tianzi's hands went to Vanessa's shoulders, giving her a reassuring squeeze. Thankfully, it seemed that she had lessened the severity of her 'cruel teacher' persona for now. “You look lovely, dear. Now go ahead and fill up a tub and enjoy a hot, soapy bath for a little while. I think you've earned a small rest after all the progress you've made.”
Vanessa smiled, and actually felt another surge of happiness well up inside of her. She was actually being allowed to do something that would make her feel better that didn't involve reaching the edge of a climax, only to have it come to a sudden, soul-crushing halt. “Thank you so much, Mistress Tianzi.” Vanessa very nearly jumped from the stool, hurrying to the nearest tub and running her fingers in a circular motion on the gem as she plugged the drain hole. Water began pouring from the opening, growing warmer as it filled the tub. Tianzi poured something from a small glass jar into the water, and bubbles started forming. Vanessa smelled flowers, and could have jumped in right then. But she waited just a little longer, for the water to fill up the tub just over halfway, before stopping the flow. Then, with a giggle she had thought she was no longer capable of, she slipped into the water.
It was hotter than she would have liked, but as her body slid deeper, up to her shoulders, then her chin, Vanessa sighed; she was in heaven. All of the aches and pains in her muscles and joints disappeared. She let herself slip completely under the water, holding her breath, letting the heat relax her. When she resurfaced, wiping water from her eyes and pulling her hair from the sides of her face, she saw Tianzi standing before her with a bar of soap and a washcloth. She took both with a smile, and hurried to wash up so that she could enjoy a longer soak.
Tianzi went about sweeping up her hair, gathering it into a worn basket that had been sitting in the corner, along with a broom . “You'll dispose of this with the others later.” Tianzi took a seat on the stool beside the tub, crossing her legs and resting an elbow on the dresser, letting her chin rest in her hand as she watched Vanessa. “I'm glad to see you looking so happy now, Vanessa. There were a few days I had my doubts.” Her voice was back to normal, not stern at all.
“I had thoughts of trying to end my life, Tianzi...I didn't want to suffer your lessons anymore.” She looked to Tianzi after rinsing soap from her hair, for signs that she would scold her, but instead found a look of almost motherly concern on her face. “You really have that persona of yours down pat. I was honestly terrified of you at times, but I can't deny that the teaching methods do work...and no, I don't hold any of it against you...I know it was our master's decision.”
Tianzi sighed, looking very relieved. “I'm glad...I really am, Vanessa. But...” Her face lost its momentary softness, concern creeping back in. “But, there's much more I have to show you, and I'm afraid you won't like it.”
Vanessa scrubbed at her body, nodding slowly, and felt her cheeks warm, despite having lost most of her shame in the last weeks. “I know what you're talking about...master will want me to know about how to pleasure him, right?”
Tianzi nodded gravely. “Yes...and not just him, but myself, Mika and Hanna, and anyone else he desires you to please. I'm sure...Vanessa...I know for a fact that the Lord Master will come to see you someday, and you will have to show him that you're one of us now.”
Blowing out a long sigh, Vanessa paused for only a moment before continuing to scrub her body. She should have known that the Lord Master would do such a thing. The thought of having to pleasure him was more revolting than anything else she could imagine, and more shameful than her fantasies of being used by groups of the estate guard ever were. Actually...those were still strangely attractive to her...which she couldn't really explain. “Well, I suppose I should learn to do everything the right way. If he's convinced that I'm no longer the person I used to be, then maybe he'll put me out of mind.”
Though Vanessa saw the saddened look pass over Tianzi's face, the woman nodded grimly. “Those were my thoughts as well. I do not think that it would be good if he were to take possession of you afterward; he always has the right to change his mind, and we wouldn't want him to think we weren't doing a proper job of training you.”
“But, we don't want him to think you've done too good a job and have him take me back with intent to sell me or keep me, either.” Vanessa knew well how political games worked, and though he was called a Warlord by humans, the Lord Master still possessed a very keen intellect, a powerful negotiator in addition to being a strong military leader. And she was certain her situation would be of great interest to him very soon. “Tianzi...I hope I'm right in thinking that I can call you a friend. I mean, despite what you have to do to me, of course.”
“I'm touched, Vanessa. Of course we can be friends! Why, you remember what I told you that first morning, right?” Tianzi moved to the edge of the tub, crouching so that she could meet Vanessa at eye level. “Nothing has changed since then, not a single thing.”
A real smile crossed her face, and Vanessa felt her heart surge; somehow, she just knew that she could trust Tianzi with anything. Like she had learned that first morning, she eased up in the tub, and touched her forehead to Tianzi's. A moment later, she gently kissed her teacher on the lips, just for a few seconds. As she sunk back into the warm bath, she saw that Tianzi's smile matched her own, and she was certain she would cry. “Thanks so much, my friend.”
“It is an honor to be certain. Hanna and Mika don’t know about your past, though, and I don’t think you should say anything to them. The fewer who know, the better it will probably be on you. I wouldn’t want to see you hurt because a rumor starts spreading.” Tianzi stood and gave Vanessa a quick pat to her head. “Enjoy some time for yourself right now, Vanessa. I’ll be back when it’s time to see our master, okay?”
Vanessa nodded, sitting back in the water, her head resting on the edge of the tub. She closed her eyes, hearing Tianzi leave the room, and let her mind relax as well as her body. Though her thoughts kept trying to go back to what she would be forced to do with her body, she kept pushing them away, content to float in the warm sea that had eased her body’s pain. She had a friend now, so her life was not so much of a hell as it had been the past month, despite what her friend may have to do to her in the near future. She could understand now, after all she was taught, what it was for a cat-slave to be loyal to their master, though she still had a long way to go before she felt what Tianzi felt for Lord Argram.
By the time the water had begun to cool, Tianzi had returned with a towel, and soon enough Vanessa was wiping the last bit of dampness from her body, and was glad that she no longer felt awkward when she dried off her tail and ears. She sat down at the mirror and brushed her hair, taking a moment to stare at its shortness again. Tianzi was behind her, and placed her hands at her shoulders. “You look lovely, dear, and it does my heart good to see you smiling. I’m going to fix your hair to master’s liking, and then we’ll serve him breakfast.”
Taking the brush from Vanessa’s hand, Tianzi brushed one side a little more as she gathered the damp strands in her fingers, pulling them rather roughly. Then, she rested the brush on Vanessa’s shoulder as she produced a red ribbon from the top of the corset, between her breasts, and wound it around the gathered hair, tying it off in a bow. She repeated the process on the other side, leaving Vanessa’s hair in a pair of short tails. Vanessa frowned at what she saw in the mirror. “I look like a little girl!”
Giggling, Tianzi dropped the brush in front of the mirror, and gave Vanessa a quick kiss on her cheek. “In many ways you still are, but I think it looks cute all the same. Okay, then, let’s go and present you to our master. You’re going to be carrying his breakfast tray and serve it to him, and I’m going to be watching for any mistakes.”
Vanessa sighed, and with a final look at her hair, she followed Tianzi from the room and back to the kitchen, where the other girls had the large tray already prepared, and promised that they’d have breakfast for everyone else ready and waiting. While Vanessa took the tray in her hands, careful to keep it balanced, Tianzi led the way, out of the dinning hall and through the main foyer. Like her manor had been, this one was well-maintained, and filled with expensive carpets, tapestries, and ornamentation. The stairs made not a sound as they ascended, first one floor, then a second, and finally to a third.
Tianzi led her from the stairwell to a single double-door at the top of the stairs. She knocked on the door twice, and announced them. “My master, I have brought your breakfast, and your new pet. May we enter?”
Vanessa's heart pounded in her chest now. She was suddenly very worried about what was about to happen. Tianzi gave her a reassuring look, but it did little to settle her nerves. When Lord Argram finally told them to come inside, Vanessa nearly jumped, but thankfully only shook the breakfast tray a little, not enough to cause anything to fall. Tianzi opened the door and entered first, and Vanessa obediently trailed behind, eyes downcast, but not so much that she couldn't see where she was going. The carpet in the room was plush, and a dark blue in color. She smelled the remnants of burned incense, and caught Lord Argram's scent emanating from the side of the room, toward the balcony.
Tianzi walked calmly toward him, and with a quick glance, Vanessa saw that he was sitting at a small table on the balcony already, back to them, wearing only his light blue robe. His hair was loose now, still mussed from the night before, and waving in the light breeze. Vanessa took a long, slow breath, and followed Tianzi across the floor. She paused just inside the doorway as Tianzi slipped to her knees before Lord Argram, and despite her attire, spoke in a purely submissive voice. “Master, if it pleases you, may your new pet present your morning meal today? I believe she is ready to begin the next step in her reeducation, master, if you too agree.”
Taking her queue from Tianzi's subtle hand movement as she stood, Vanessa moved forward, praying that her nerves would not cause her to mess up as she performed a 'ceremony' Tianzi had taught her. She somehow caught her breath as she went to her knees, and offered the food tray, raised above her lowered head. “My master, your humble servant offers this small token to you, to show her loyalty and desire to serve. If this displeases you in any way, please allow this servant to be punished in any way you desire to make her understand the error of her ways.” Vanessa stood then, and placed the tray on the table before him, careful to avoid the small wooden box that rested there, like a jewelery box. She went to her knees again, placing her hands on the floor in front of her and lowered her head to them, awaiting his judgment.
Her nerves were getting worse as time passed, seemingly an eternity. She heard her breathing, felt herself shaking, but could only hear Tianzi's soft breathing and Lord Argram eating his breakfast. He seemed to pay her no mind, but she knew that he was making her wait, making her worry. Even though Vanessa knew what he was doing, she couldn't make herself stop fretting. When he finally spoke, having finished his meal, she jumped, but surprisingly, not as high as she had thought she would.
“So, Vanessa, Tianzi seems to think you're ready to join us inside as a trained beast, and not a common animal. Do you feel the same way?” He still sounded emotionless, completely calm.
Keeping her head on the floor, Vanessa found her voice again, and though it was unsteady, she knew it was the practiced voice of her submission. “Yes, master. Mistress Tianzi is a very good teacher; her hand has guided me beyond my ignorant and selfish fantasies. Please, master, allow me the pleasure of serving you in your home, so that I may learn more from you, Master Raynard, and Mistress Tianzi, so that I may know how to properly pleasure you.”
“What of the Lady Vanessa Res’Taringal?” he asked immediately.
Vanessa knew the answer, but still she hesitated, still struggling to say what she knew was now the truth, though she still could not believe it. “Master, the betrayer is no more; she has been executed for her crimes against the Lord Master. Though this slave once thought herself to be the betrayer, she has been educated to the truth, and now accepts it. She will not cause such problems again, for you or any other she may call master. If she does, she will gladly accept any punishment for her transgression.”
Lord Argram seemed to think over her response for a very long time, or at least, it seemed that way to Vanessa. “Tianzi has spoken well of you, and seems to think you're ready to be given a chance. You still sound somewhat uncertain of your beliefs, though I am not without some compassion for your situation.” Vanessa heard him open the jewelry box, and the jingle of a bell. “Look at me, Vanessa.”
She did as she was told, lifting herself so that she could look up on him. She saw what must have come from the box in his hands, and guessed that it was to be her collar. It looked almost identical to Tianzi's collar, silver in color, and much smaller than the slaving collar she had been wearing, perhaps only an inch tall and less than half that in thickness. It too had a golden bell at the front, though, even with the collar open, she still saw no mechanical hinges; it looked like a single piece of metal. The girls downstairs had wore collars that were much more plain-looking, and in brass.
“Now, if you're not familiar with these collars, they are for more than simply looks. Once this is placed on your neck, it cannot be removed except by a mage. The collar is enchanted so that it will not tarnish, and so that you will know when I require your presence. It's keyed to a gemstone set into one of my rings, and when I summon you, you will hear the bell jingle; I expect you to promptly show yourself. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master.”
He held the collar out to her. “Then place this collar on your neck as a sign of your loyalty and dedication to me. You will wear it until the day you are sold, or the day you die, whichever comes first.”
Vanessa raised her hands gingerly, taking the collar, looking at it for several long seconds. It was lighter than some necklaces she had owned, but she knew that if it held any kind of enchantment against tarnishing, it would be extremely durable as well; she was not likely to get it off, as he said, without a mage. Taking another deep breath, she placed the metal at her neck, and pressed the ends toward one another. The metal seemed to jump of its own accord, the ends merging together with a soft metallic click. It was snug to her neck, but not uncomfortably so, and when she felt it with her fingers, she could find no seams. She dropped her head to the floor again. “Thank you, master, for allowing me to serve you. Everything I am belongs to you, and exists only for your pleasure.”
“Remove these trays to the kitchen, Vanessa, and help Mika and Hanna while you're at it. Tianzi and I have some things to discuss before your training is resumed.” He seemed to have lost any interest he may have had in her, or was hiding it well.
Vanessa rose to her feet, bowing her head low, the bell jingling softly as she did. “As you wish, master.” She gathered his plates and utensils, and bowed once more as she backed away, through the door. She saw Tianzi give her a smile and an approving nod before she turned toward the doors. The bedroom itself was very neat, and very clean, with none of the decorations out of place. Vanessa heard Tianzi speak to him as she closed the door, but heard nothing else once it was closed, though she couldn't exactly linger to eavesdrop.
Though she began worrying about how she had spoken, afraid that she might not have sounded sincere, Vanessa soon found herself too busy to really think about it. Once she had finished her first real meal in the home, which was a small sliver of paradise, she decided, and spoke with Mika and Hanna briefly, she joined them i the daily chores. Vanessa had never actually cleaned dishes before, nor had she swept floors or dusted the shelves, or most of the other things the girls guided her through that day. She felt embarrassed for the most part, not that she couldn’t keep up with the others, but that she was slowing them down and causing them extra work, especially when it came time to prepare the meals. Thankfully, when she delivered the lunch and dinner to both Lord Argram and Tianzi, they said not a bad word to her; they had said nothing at all, actually, though Tianzi again nodded her encouragement, and had strangely looked rather tired. By the time Hanna and Mika said that the chores were finished, Vanessa was dead on her feet, and hardly remembered falling into her bed, let alone going to sleep.
The next morning, when Hanna and Mika shook her awake, Vanessa felt sore, but refreshed, wishing that she could have stayed in bed. She pushed that thought away quickly, though, and joined the girls for a quick bird bath and to fix her hair before fixing breakfast. Vanessa ate with Hanna and Mika while they finished preparing two meals on a larger carrying tray, and not five minutes after, the bell on Vanessa’s collar sounded several times. Once more, she gathered up the tray and ascended the stairs, stopping at the door. “Master, I have come as you wished; may I enter?”
“You may,” Tianzi answered a moment later. Vanessa opened the door and immediately went to the balcony where both of them sat at the table, taking in the morning sun and cloudless sky. Today, Tianzi was wearing a robe not unlike Lord Argram’s, only in a darker blue, and her hair was hanging loose. Once again, Vanessa went to her knees and offered the tray over her head before placing it on the table. “Vanessa, you’re going to start your training immediately this morning. Typically, half of your day will be spent learning pleasure techniques, while the other will be spent helping Mika and Hanna. Do you understand?”
“I do, mistress,” Vanessa answered with a bow of her head. “How do you wish I begin?” The fact that her voice wasn’t stuttering with her growing nervousness amazed her.
“Since you’re not nearly ready for our master, you will begin with me. While I’m eating, you will practice using your tongue to pleasure me. Start small, with my feet and toes; you may not think so, but a big toe can seem much like a man’s penis, once you’ve got your mind in the right place. Once you learn how to move your tongue in a satisfactory way, then we can move beyond my feet.” Tianzi crossed her legs, so that her right foot was at a proper height, but then picked up her riding crop from the table, looking it over, then looking back toward Vanessa. “You’ll know if you’re doing something wrong.”
Heart pounding in her chest, Vanesssa bowed. “It will be as you wish, mistress.” Having some idea of what was expected of her, she went to her knees. She had smelled it before, but with Tianzi’s foot in her face, the sweaty, leather-masked scent seemed so much stronger. Apparently she had not taken her boots off for some time yesterday after Vanessa had left…Putting it out of her mind, Vanessa gently kissed the top of Tianzi’s foot, then the tops of her toes. As her tongue softly licked the tip of her big toe, Vanessa got a very strong taste of Tianzi's sweat, though it was already a rather familiar flavor. She quickly licked each toe in turn before returning to the big one, which she began lapping at slowly.
The crop slapped against Vanessa's shoulder after a few moments. “You've done that enough. Take it in your mouth, suck on it; imagine you are trying to please a man.”
“Yes, mistress, thank you.” Ignoring the sting on her shoulder, Vanessa took Tianzi's toe into her mouth, moving up and down while her tongue moved on all around it. She had no idea what she was doing, and apparently Tianzi thought so too, slapping her with the crop again after only a minute or so.
“You're thinking too hard on this, Vanessa. Let your thoughts go and follow your instincts. You're not sucking on my toe; you're trying to pleasure our master. You are taking him into your mouth, not me. Keep that in mind.”
Vanessa pulled her mouth back. “Of course, mistress, thank you.” She kissed Tianzi's foot again before she forced her mind to clear and took her toe back into her mouth. This time she let her tongue move slower as she suck at her toe...no...like she had suggested, it wasn't her toe, it was Lord Argram, lying on his bed, nude, with her on her knees between his legs. The pleasure-haze slowly seeped inside her once again, causing her to moan softly. She felt the change in her technique already, and changed how her tongue moved. Vanessa soon used the tip of her tongue at the joint of Tianzi's toe, just like she would on the head of her master's penis.
When Tianzi suddenly shifted, Vanessa jerked back with a start, breathing hard, but was thankful that she only crossed her legs so that her other foot was now in a position to be pleased. She didn't hesitate, kissing over her foot for a few moments before licking her toes and returning to the big one, taking it her mouth again, eagerly massaging it with her tongue.
Several minutes passed, Vanessa eagerly accepting Tianzi's feet when offered, taking no further hits from the crop as she let her fantasies run wild. Finally, her master spoke. “Continue with her lessons, Tianzi; I must prepare for the meetings I have scheduled for the day. Come to me once you have finished with her.” Lord Argram stood and went back into the house.
“As you wish, master,” Tianzi said. A few moments later, she dropped a cloth atop Vanessa's head. “Wipe my feet, then we'll continue.”
Doing as she was told, Vanessa wiped her saliva from Tianzi's feet, kissing them each as she finished, before folding the cloth and placing it on the floor beside her. “What is your desire, mistress?”
Tianzi lifted Vanessa's chin with the crop, using her free hand to open the front of her robe, exposing her breasts, a smile growing on her face. “You're far from ready to please master, but perhaps you can please me. Focus on my breasts now, Vanessa; feel them in your hands, let me feel your desire to please through your fingers. Then you can use your mouth, and your tongue, of course.”
Feeling her cheeks burning, Vanessa swallowed and nodded as she came to her feet. “As you wish, mistress.” Her hands were actually shaking; it was the first time she had ever done more than worship Tianzi's feet. But as she glanced to Tianzi's gentle face, she felt a reassured, as if she she could do no wrong. Vanessa eased herself closer, straddling herself over Tianzi's legs. Just the feel of Tianzi's skin against her own made Vanessa's heart race.
Nervously, Vanessa's hands approached Tianzi's chest, her well-rounded breasts, which seemed to be waiting for her. “Go on, now, don't be so timid, Vanessa. There's nothing to be worried about. Just take them in your hands, squeeze them a little, play with my nipples; I know you remember how I play with yours, right?” If it were possible, Vanessa may indeed have just blushed more as her thoughts drifted back to the past month, but she quickly pushed the thoughts away, smiling sheepishly as her hands came to rest on Tianzi's breasts. She found them to be warm, firm, not unlike her own, but they weren't; they were on another woman, and Vanessa was holding them. She swallowed hard, feeling sweat form on her brow as she fought to make her hands do something other than lay there.
“What's wrong, Vanessa?”
It took her a moment, but she finally managed to speak up. “I...I uh...it's just, this makes me a little nervous...I've never done something like this before...” Part of her still felt flashes of embarrassment, but it was enough to cause her to give the other part, the part that felt excited, pause.
Tianzi's hands touched her shoulders, and slid down her arms to come to a rest over Vanessa's. “I can understand how you must be feeling...so let me help you along, okay? Just relax, and let me guide you...” Purring expectantly, Tianzi gave Vanessa a warm, reassuring smile.
Tianzi's fingers aligned with Vanessa's, and despite her nervousness, she wasn't so stiff that Tianzi couldn't move her. She squeezed softly at first, then started moving their hands in a circular motion, pressing harder against Tianzi's breasts. Vanessa licked her lips nervously, her tail twitching; she could feel Tianzi's nipples against her hands, gold rings and all, and the way her breasts filled her grasp...she was starting to enjoy it. With her breath quickening, Vanessa let Tianzi guide her fingers to her nipples, running them over, letting her feel that they were standing erect.
Vanessa's fingers started moving by themselves, her thoughts clouded by the pleasure-haze as she saw Tianzi's pink nipples poking from between her fingers, her piercings glittering in the early morning sun. It hadn't occurred to her before, but Tianzi's skin was only a little tanner than her own, but that thought was quickly gone as she suddenly got the urge to roll those lovely nipples between her fingers. With her index finger and thumb, Vanessa pressed against Tianzi's nipples, causing her mistress to moan and shift beneath her.
“A little softer to start, pet, then you can build up; but you're doing great so far,” Tianzi purred.
“Thank you, mistress,” Vanessa said, breathlessly, lightening her touch. She tugged the nipples gently, pulling on the rings, getting another soft moan in response. Tianzi arched back, and Vanessa immediately cupped her breasts and leaned in to kiss them. Tianzi purred deeply, her taste and scent filling Vanessa's senses. She used her hands to press Tianzi's breasts together, so that her nipples were touching. Smiling, she kissed them both at the same time, and let her tongue taste them too. Vanessa heard herself moan from the pleasure she felt at having Tianzi's nipples in her mouth, her hands squeezing Tianzi's breasts. Vanessa's tongue lapped at her nipples wildly, and she sucked on them, thoughts going through her head that she was the one being pleasured.
Long before Vanessa could have said she was finished, Tianzi's hands went to her shoulders and pushed her away. Vanessa looked up in fear, afraid she might have done something to anger Tianzi, but found only a sly grin, and lust in her eyes. “It's time to move lower, Vanessa; I'm already wet down there, and I'm craving your tongue.”
Knowing what she had in mind, Vanessa felt herself blush, but knew that she was desperate to offer Tianzi the pleasure she needed. “As you wish, my mistress,” she breathed, sliding from Tianzi's lap. She hadn't realized it until the cooler air hit her that she too was wet between her legs. Getting to her knees, Vanessa's hands pressed at Tianzi's knees and spread them, revealing Tianzi's glistening pussy. To Vanessa, at that moment, it was the most beautiful thing in her world, and she was desperate to taste of those perfect, pink lips.
With her hands on Tianzi's inner thighs, Vanessa eased forward, finally pressing her lips to the soft mound above Tianzi's pussy, her sex-scent filling her nostrils. Unable to hold back a second longer, Vanessa thrust her tongue against the moist flesh, and a delighted moan escaped her lips. The taste…it was heavenly! She couldn’t resist the urges within her, not now, when she was feeling so good. Her tongue licked up and down Tianzi’s lips, stopping only when her fingers spread the lips further.
Keeping one hand on Tianzi’s lips, Vanessa let her other drift between her own legs, finding herself to be just as wet as her friend. As she plunged her tongue between Tianzi’s walls, her fingers slid into herself, her lusty moans a match for Tianzi’s. With her tongue moving in and out, up and down, flicking at Tianzi’s clit, Vanessa mirrored the movements with her hand, desperately seeking release. Tianzi’s juices flowed over her tongue and into her mouth, making her hungrier by the moment.
Tianzi's fingers brushed Vanessa's face, then latched onto her pigtails, pulling Vanessa harder against her pussy, crying out with joy. Vanessa couldn't stop, her fingers moving quicker inside herself, her nipples hard in the warm morning air, her tongue lapping at Tianzi's lips. Gods, just a little more! She was almost there! Tianzi was panting hard, sweating, ready to burst, and Vanessa was right there with her! She would make them come together!
Within moments Tianzi's body tensed, her hands jerking at Vanessa's hair. Her thighs closed in around Vanessa's head and she screamed as the orgasm wracked her. Her juices covered Vanessa's face, the scent overwhelming and wonderful, but Vanessa could only whimper, sliding from Tianzi's grasp. She sank back, resting on her heels, pulling her hand from between her legs. Her hand was just as wet as her face was, but it had happened again. She had been right there, ready to go over the edge with Tianzi, but the moment she had been dreaming of, that she had hoped and hoped would finally arrive, had disappeared in an instant, just like all those times in the barn. Tears welled in her eyes, her shoulders shook, and Vanessa broke into pitiful sobs, clutching her hands to her face.
“I'm so sorry...” she heard Tianzi say a few seconds later, as she wrapped her arms around Vanessa, her strict, domineering voice replaced by her real, caring voice. “I hate doing that to you, Vanessa, I really do. If it were only up to me, you'd have came dozens of times already.”
Vanessa sniffed, still shaking, still crying. “I hate this! I can't stand it anymore! Just kill me already and end it! I've already suffered more than any other noble from the rebellion; isn't that enough? I've tried so hard...just kill me...please, just let my suffering end.” She crumpled against Tianzi, tears flowing, her cries loud and sorrowful.
Tianzi's arms tightened around her, the woman's fingers running through her hair. “I'm sorry. I can't say it enough, Vanessa, and I know you probably think it's a hollow sentiment. I don't want to do this to you, but it's what Master told me to do. Surely you understand by now that I can't disobey him. It's not much of an excuse but it's the only one I can give...” Tianzi rocked gently with her, resting her head against Vanessa's. “I'll have another talk with our master and see if I can convince him to change his mind.”
“He won't. He wants me to suffer like this,” Vanessa cried.
“No, Vanessa, he'll listen this time; I'm sure he will. I had been telling him how good you've been doing, but I really didn't think it was affecting you this much. I promise he'll let you climax next time!”
Sniffing, Vanessa nodded weakly. As much as she trusted Tianzi, she knew that Master Argram didn't care for her, and probably enjoyed her suffering. She didn't have much hope, no hope, really. “Okay.”
Tianzi continued to hold Vanessa for a while longer, until her sobs had died away and she was no longer shaking. Finally, Tianzi eased her grip, and took Vanessa's face in her hands. “Hey, look at me, Vanessa.” When she finally looked at Tianzi, her friend used her thumbs to wipe her cheeks and under her eyes. “I'll go speak with Master right now, alright? Why don't you go on downstairs and have a bath, clear your head, and I'll come and get you when I've got him convinced.”
Nodding weakly, Vanessa let Tianzi help her to her feet, feeling mostly numb, and very, very lost. “Yes...I'll go do that, then. Thank you, Tianzi...I'm sorry I've been so much trouble.”
“Hey, don't think like that. I really enjoy being around you, Vanessa.” Tianzi planted a quick kiss to Vanessa's cheek. “Go on, try to enjoy your bath, and I'll see you soon.”
Vanessa nodded again, feeling as though she was moving awkwardly as she walked from the room and down the stairs. She heard Hanna and Mika cleaning one of the sitting rooms on the second floor, ignoring them. She felt as though she were floating, not really inside her body; she saw the manor pass by her, the grand hall, the kitchen, then she was in the bathing room outside the slave quarters. It was surreal...something had happened to her during that last failed orgasm...
As she bent to turn on the water, she was surprised to find that she held a kitchen knife in her hand, the wooden handle still moist from where it had been washed after breakfast. She hadn't remembered picking it up, but as the water started flowing into the tub, the knife seemed awfully bright and vivid in her hands, the blade razor-sharp. A few minutes later, she was submerged in the water, barely feeling the heat at all. She sat with her arms wrapped around her knees, dangling the knife in her fingers.
Vanessa knew that she still had one freedom left...perhaps that's how she came to have the knife in her hands now. Tianzi was the only one who seemed to really have any feelings for her, though she didn't know Mika or Hanna that well. Master Argram, her owner...he had barely looked at her at all. He was letting Tianzi do everything to her; he might even be disgusted by her. Since she had accepted her fate, since she had tried so hard to adjust, all she wanted was a just a small bit of pleasure; just once, to feel what it was that Tianzi had enjoyed. She was to be a slave for the rest of her life, her punishment; was she to be denied what was granted to other slaves? She couldn't accept it; she simply couldn't take another buildup to nothing but disappointment.
She became aware that the water had grown cold; how long that had taken she wasn't sure, but it had been steaming when she had first entered the water. She blinked away tears in her eyes, not sure when she had started crying. She was a cat-slave now, and she had tried to believe that, tried to do everything she had been told. She had honestly been starting to enjoy herself, but now...now there was only a massive void inside her. There was no reason for her to be here anymore; if all of the effort she had put forth in her training, if all of her desire to make something of her life meant nothing. Almost daily, for just over a month, she had been teased into reaching a climax that never came. Argram was a monster, and, despite how much she liked Tianzi, she was his with every fiber of her being, and would do nothing he didn't tell her to. She couldn't hold that against Tianzi; that's what a cat-slave was supposed to do. So, there was just one last thing she could do to make things right.
She lifted the knife, looking at the curve of the blade, at the tiny nicks worn into the edge from a lot of use. With her vision blurring, she closed her eyes, and took the knife firmly in one hand, then the other a few moments later. It fell from her fingers, and she heard it hit the bottom of the tub. When she opened her eyes again, she was sitting in a deep red pool, her strength draining, a wonderful darkness consuming her. It was...peaceful...
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