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…
Friday, March 6, 2009
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...
Fitting Punishments, Part 2
“Wake up!” Tianzi yelled, slapping Vanessa’s face yet again.
Vanessa stirred, wincing and shying away from Tianzi. The moment she awoke, she felt her body protest. It was still full of pain, throbbing, aching everywhere but her arms, which were numb. She blinked several times, for a moment unsure of why she hurt, but then remembered the previous day. As her bleary eyes cleared, she saw that it was still dark out, sometime before dawn, but her eyes were keen, and she saw Tianzi clearly. “M-mistress Tianzi?” she croaked, throat dry.
“Well, at least you remembered something.” Tianzi’s voice seemed to be somewhat gentler today, but still with a stern edge. “What’s your name?”
“My name? It…my name is Vanessa; my…my…my master said I could keep that name.” Vanessa didn’t bother to try rising on her toes, or protesting; she barely had strength enough to cry anymore. She could barely keep her head up as it was, and had decided sometime in the night to accept that she was no longer a noble, and that she only had one name, and no power whatsoever, no future.
“Good, good; I’m glad that a whipping was all it took to get your head on straight again. Not feeling so superior are we today, hmm? Did you honestly think my master would allow you to get away with such behavior? Did you expect anyone to allow you to act like that?” Tianzi lifted Vanessa’s chin, a curious tilt to her eyebrows. “Did your previous master really spoil you so much for you to fall into a fantasy where you thought you were the leader of that failed rebellion?”
“I…I don’t know…” Her voice cracked, and she was suddenly crying again. Despite the previous night, Vanessa could not simply deny that she had lived before now. She couldn’t accept that it was all fantasy…no, she just couldn’t!
Tianzi’s expression softened, and for the first time since she had first laid eyes on her, Vanessa saw sympathy, and was shocked when Tianzi placed her forehead against Vanessa’s, speaking in a whisper. “We know who you are…master had his suspicions all along, but last night seemed to confirm them, though he is at a loss for how you were changed. His vocal support for the Lord Master during your rebellion seemed to move him into high favor, hence his…reward. It’s not about facts now, it’s about what is believed by the masses, that you were executed. My…our…master has decided that the old you is truly dead, Vanessa, and will not tolerate any sort of defiance from you.”
Tianzi’s hands cupped Vanessa’s cheeks, and her lips pressed against Vanessa’s. Vanessa jerked in shock, embarrassment and confusion overriding everything else she was feeling. Tianzi chuckled, resting her forehead to Vanessa’s again. “Just a sign of affection, Vanessa, that is all. I’m sure I’m not the only one who secretly hoped you would succeed, but really, we didn’t expect you to. It was a good effort, and I, for one, appreciate what you tried to do for us. Listen…you have a friend in me, if you want, but you have to understand, to a cat-slave, loyalty to their masters comes first and foremost. You know that, I’m sure, but I’m telling you again, because I still have to educate you in our ways. I won’t be acting friendly like this again until master is satisfied that you are properly trained. It will take months, perhaps years, but you can adapt, can keep on living. It’s not a bad life, but it’s not wealth and privilege, either. Please, Vanessa, try to adapt, for me, for yourself. You’ve been given a second chance, whether you see it that way or not; don’t waste it.”
Vanessa kept crying, but now it was because of the sincerity of Tianzi’s words, the gentleness of her affectionate touch. Somehow, Vanessa knew that Tianzi was sincere, that her words were from her heart. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew, and her despair was somewhat lessened. Perhaps there was hope. “I’ll try…Tianzi…I’ll try to learn, to live. Thank you…”
Tianzi purred softly, running a hand through Vanessa’s hair, and kissed her again, but just for a moment. “Master is still asleep, but he did wish me to start early on you, but not quite this early. I will be back in a few minutes, Vanessa. Keep an open mind, and know that I only do to you what I must; don’t make me work too hard, okay? And honestly, I won’t be doing anything to you out of spite, only out of duty to master.” With a lingering touch to Vanessa’s cheek, Tianzi disappeared from the barn without a sound, not even a rustle of hay against the floor.
Vanessa sighed, closing her eyes again. She could clearly hear insects buzzing and chirping outside, as well as the calls of birds just waking up, more clearly than she ever had before. She tried to focus her tired mind, attempting to remember what she had learned from Lila, her…now deceased husband’s…slave. She had never owned a cat-slave personally, though she had treated Lila with as much dignity as any other human. Wondering what had become of Lila after their army had been decimated, Vanessa began recalling what she had been told about a cat-slave’s upbringing. At about ten years old, they were taken from home to be trained in everything that made them so desirable as companions; utmost respect for their masters, a mastery of dance and music, and most importantly, their incredible sexual talents.
Vanessa cringed at that thought, hoping that she would never have to experience that last part. Most often, they were trained for at least four years, by teachers owned by several of the highest, most loyal of the nobility, with the High Warlord’s slaves having the greatest demand and fetching the highest prices at auction. Lila hadn’t told her much about the actual training, just a basic description. She had come from one of the lesser noble’s training groups, and apparently, had had a cruel teacher. Had it been Tizani? Or was Tizani trained by the same group? It was difficult to tell ages with cat-slaves, since they aged so much slower than humans. Would she age slowly now as well? Regardless, if she wanted to know, Vanessa would have to ask Tianzi, if she was in the mood for that kind of question.
Before she could get much deeper into her memories, Vanessa heard footsteps approaching, though now it sounded like boots walking on the cobblestone paths. A moment later, she caught Tianzi's scent, as well as that of leather, as well as the distinctive scent of polish. Vanessa shifted uneasily as a sudden fear shivered down her spine. She couldn't explain it, but she knew that she was not going to like what was about to happen.
Once Tianzi reappeared in the open barn door, Vanessa's mouth fell open in disbelief, and her face felt like it was on fire. Tianzi was wearing one of the most revealing and erotic outfits Vanessa had ever seen, something that she could never have imagined Lila ever wearing. Though her hair and collar were unchanged, Tianzi wore only blackened leather elsewhere. She wore a corset around her waist set with silver buckles that pushed up her breasts, which were also uncovered, revealing that each of her nipples were pierced by a slim, golden ring. Her arms were covered in long leather gloves, reaching nearly to her shoulder. The corset ended at her hips, where it had garters running downward beyond her exposed crotch, which allowed Vanessa to see that Tianzi's lower lips were also pierced with similar rings, though slightly bigger. The garters ended at dark thigh-high stockings, which were only sticking up maybe two inches above the nearly as tall black leather boots, which laced all the way up from Tianzi's foot and ended in raised, spiked heels, that Vanessa was certain only a cat-slave could manage to wear and actually walk in. The thought of wearing something at least four inches high on her feet was just mind boggling.
Vanessa's eyes widened when she noticed that there was a coiled whip in Tianzi's gloved right hand, her head jerking up. “Tianzi, what are you-”
“Silence!” Tianzi commanded, her voice once again cold and angry. The whip flew from her hand and struck at Vanessa like a viper, biting into her stomach. Vanessa cried out, and Tianzi's hand clamped at her jaw, holding her mouth open. Tianzi looked angrier by the moment, even growling threateningly as she glared into Vanessa's eyes, causing her to try to shy away. “Slaves speak only when given permission, and I've not given you permission yet! When you do speak, you do it with respect, and address me as 'mistress!' Even though we are both cat-slaves, you are below me! Master has given me complete dominion over your training, and I will not disappoint him in the least! You will do as I say, without hesitation, without protest, and always, always, with respect. Do you understand?”
Vanessa 's mouth moved, but nothing came out. Her eyes were wide and locked on Tianzi, who had not eased her threatening visage in the least. She could honestly say that she was in shock; she had no idea what was happening. She saw Tianzi's free hand move, and felt fingers on her nipple. Vanessa winced and cried out in pain again as Tianzi pinched and twisted her sensitive flesh.
“I asked you a question! Do you need a lesson in obedience already?”
After another harsh twist, Vanessa finally managed to find her voice, as panicked as it was. “N-no, mistress! Please! Please, I'll obey you! I'll do whatever you say!” Vanessa sagged in relief as Tianzi let go of her nipple, breathing hard. Having never experienced pain in such a way before, Vanessa was quick to relent so that she wouldn't have to experience it again. Somehow, submitting herself had come easier today...she barely felt the blow to her weakened spirit this time.
Tianzi narrowed her eyes, taking hold of Vanessa's other nipple, squeezing it just as hard as she had moments ago. “Don't you think you owe your mistress an apology for making her punish you so soon? Hmm?”
“Yes! Yes, mistress! Please, I didn't mean to- Ah! Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” Vanessa had tears in her eyes when Tianzi finally let go. She looked at Tianzi and whimpered. “I'm sorry...I'm sorry...”
“Shut up, you've already apologized, and I don't want to hear your mouth anymore. I'm going to let you down, and you're going to be a good girl and do exactly what I say, aren't you? No backtalk, no complaining. The better you behave the less I'll have to punish you, understood?”
Vanessa nodded weakly, sniffing and blinking at her tears. “Yes...mistress...I understand.” Was this really what the cat-slaves went through to learn to be such good companions?
Tianzi's fingers stroked behind Vanessa's ear, almost affectionately before she went to the crank that held her chains, coiling the whip again before she released the lock and let it spin, sending Vanessa to her knees and then her face on the hay-covered floor.
Relief flooded Vanessa as she once again lowered her arms, though it was several minutes before she could move them. She almost regretted it, however, because as blood flow returned, it felt as though hundreds of needles were piercing her flesh. She winced, but kept quiet under Tianzi's gaze.
Tianzi seemed to be impatient, pacing back and forth in front of Vanessa. Finally, after a couple more minutes, she stomped her foot down in front of Vanessa, bending and snatching up the chain that was attached to the collar at Vanessa's neck. “Okay, that's enough rest for now. Follow me.”
Tianzi pulled on the chain, and Vanessa tried to get to her feet, but was floored again as the sharp point of Tianzi's heel dug into her shoulder and pushed her back down. “No, no, no! You're not allowed to walk yet, you have to go on all fours.”
Though she opened her mouth to protest, Vanessa quickly shut it just as fast, lowering her head. Tianzi's foot left her shoulder, and she slowly got to her hands and knees, blowing a piece of hay from a lock hair that dangled in front of her face. Tianzi tugged the chain again, and Vanessa started moving, awkwardly until she learned just how far she could move in the shackles.
As they exited the barn, she saw the the sun was just rising over the horizon, the sea below it glowing warmly. Tianzi seemed to be leading her on around the manor, across the dew-moist grass instead of the hard stones of the walkway. Vanessa kept her head low, seeing only Tianzi's heels and the tip of her tail. When she heard two men conversing ahead of them, she looked up, spotting two guardsmen walking an early patrol through the shrubs and gardens. No sooner had she looked did she actually meet eyes with one of them, and his wide, black-toothed grin awoke every shred of decency she had. “No!” she cried, unable to keep herself from stopping mid-stride and covering her breasts and between her legs with her hands and hunkering low.
Vanessa heard Tianzi growl as she cowered away from the guards, and felt the sharp jerk on the leash. “What do you think you're doing? Did I tell you to stop? What's this? Are you shy, or just trying to make me angry? You're a pleasure slave! You have no business hiding what you are!” Tianzi cracked the whip just beside of Vanessa's ear. “Move! I won't warn you again!”
Mortified, Vanessa couldn't even make a sound other than a whimper. The guards were still watching; she could feel their eyes on her, could hear them talking about 'the shy little kitty' and how they'd love to teach her a few things. She flinched when the whip lit across her shoulder, and managed to look at Tianzi, though her furious glare was enough to make her shiver. “M-mistress, I-I can't! Th-they're looking at me!”
“That's what they're supposed to do, you stupid little girl! If our master decided to, he could give you to his guardsmen to pass around the barracks!” Vanessa heard the guards voice their approval to the idea before Tianzi continued. “I may have to recommend that to him if you don't get back on all fours and follow me at once! Think about it...all those hungry men, taking turns using your body for all of their sexual desires, doing much more than just looking at you like they are now.
Over and over again they'd have their way with you, day after day once the shift changed. Just imagine it...”
“NO! Please, no!” Vanessa begged, eyes wide with fear, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. Her fear overwhelmed any shyness at that point, and she quickly dropped her hands and went back to her crawling posture. “Please, I'll obey, just don't let that happen to me. Please? Please!”
Tianzi made a smug sound, and tugged the leash, urging Vanessa to follow. “I may yet do it, depending on how you act from here on out.” Tianzi stopped after only a few feet, and to Vanessa's horror, they were now within five feet of the guards. Vanessa's eyes were glued to the ground, and she was trembling. Tianzi spoke in her submissive voice. “M'lords, if I may trouble you, can my silly friend here offer her most sincere apologies for hiding her body from you? She is very sorry for what she did, and wants you to see everything she has to offer.”
Of course, the guards were eager to accept Tianzi's offer, leaving Vanessa shaking even worse, breathing in short gasps. Tianzi's hand grabbed her hair and jerked her backward, bringing her up so that she was sitting on her knees, looking right up at the guards. Tianzi whispered into Vanessa's ear. “Now, if you don't want to make me really angry, you'll put your hands behind your head, arch you back so that your breasts are displayed, and spread your knees to show them your pussy. Do it, or I'll make good on my promise to give you to the guards, and I'll give you a whipping that will make the one last night seem like a warm bath.”
“B-but...I c-c-can't...” Vanessa whined, looking frantically all around here, anywhere but to what stood in front of her.
“Tianzi cracked the whip to her side. “I'll give you till the count of 'three.' One...” She cracked the whip again. “Two...”
Letting out a panicked whine, Vanessa picked up the chain between her wrists and lifted it over her head, lacing her hands in her hair. She tried to arch her back like Tianzi wanted, but had to guess at just how to do it, and finally managed to open her knees, spreading them as wide as she could manage so that Tianzi wouldn't say anything. Her eyes she kept closed, too horrified to watch. As their eyes played over her, she felt as though slime was oozing over her body, making her feel absolutely filthy.
“Well, slave? Aren't you going to look at these good men and apologize for being so rude to them?”
Vanessa heard Tianzi step behind her and knew she was readying the whip again. She opened her eyes, looking at each of the guards, shaking so much that the chains were rattling. “I-I'm sorry...I apologize...m-m'lords, for any offense.” She felt light-headed, and knew she was breathing too fast to have enough air. Vanessa knew this was too much for her; she couldn't handle indignity like this, couldn't handle the extreme embarrassment that made her body burn. Strange men looking at her hungrily, and Tianzi ready to whip her from behind...she felt sick to her stomach.
The guards' eyes lingered for what seemed an eternity before the two of them walked away, laughing and discussing how great Vanessa's body looked. Without Tianzi's approval, Vanessa collapsed into the grass, sobs wracking her body as she weakly tried to cover herself again.
“A harsh lesson...perhaps too much for you, but you needed to experience what every one of us has to do every single day of our lives. You are one of us now, so you too must learn to accept being an object.” Tianzi broke her callus demeanor momentarily as she crouched beside Vanessa and stroked her hair, even patting her shoulder. She took hold of the leash and stood again after several minutes, when Vanessa's sobs had died down. “Come now, slave, I've shown you too much leniency. Hurry, now!” Tianzi cracked the whip to emphasize her point.
Wiping her eyes, Vanessa nodded weakly and once again crawled behind Tianzi, her thoughts a jumble. She had known what the cat-slaves had gone through, but to experience what they did first hand...and that was just a small example of the indignities they were forced to endure. How could humanity be so cruel to them? How could the cat-slaves keep accepting such treatment? Could she really survive living as one of them? No, there was no way. She would die as a cat-slave, probably in the barracks being molested by dozens of soldiers...
Tianzi stopped on the stone pathway beside the manor, and Vanessa nearly bumped into her, stopping just short of planting her face in the leather of Tianzi's boots. They were on the far side of the manor now, in a small flower garden. Tianzi took a breath, then sat on one of the stone benches, turning so that she could face Vanessa. “I like the gardens; they're a small getaway from the rigors of life. You can sit if you want to, slave, we're starting another lesson and it may take a while.”
“Thank you...Mistress Tianzi...” Vanessa whispered, still not able to speak louder, though she did manage to sit on the grass, her tail resting in her lap. She blinked when she looked down, still not believing that it was her tail. Yet there it was, swaying back and forth, lifting and lowering at but a thought. She couldn't explain it at all, how she could control it so naturally. Vanessa's eyes widened after a moment, however, as she realized that she had no signs of last night's whipping on her body, not even a slight blemish. She knew that the cat-slaves recovered stamina quickly, but she had never seen such a drastic example. In fact, despite the fact that she hadn't eaten in...well, she wasn't sure, at least a day or two, she just now was starting to feel a slight rumble in her stomach. She felt her ears twitch as Tianzi placed a hand on her head, but was rather surprised when she started rubbing a finger along the edge of her ear. It felt...good...yes, that was rather nice...
“I've been thinking about just how to handle you, slave, given your situation. I feel that we should focus on getting you used to your body first.” Tianzi seemed to have taken on a matter-of-fact, scholarly tone. “We cat-slaves are much more agile and flexible than our masters, and as you've no doubt found out by now, can see, hear, and smell much more keenly than they can. But what you probably didn't know, though I'm sure you're starting to suspect...unless you're too absorbed in what my fingers are doing?”
Vanessa blinked her eyes, wondering how her head had reached Tianzi's lap, and why she had a little bit of drool on her chin. She pulled back quickly, wiping her chin, and saw that Tianzi was grinning. “I...um...I don't...”
“See, that's a normal reaction in some of us, unless we're concentrating on something else; but you seemed pretty taken by a good ear rub. Then again, you've not been one of us very long, so...” Tianzi patted her lap, but Vanessa hesitated, and Tianzi shrugged. “You're choice. As I was saying, what you probably didn't know, was just how different our bodies are from our masters. One reason we make such good pleasure slaves is because of our responsive bodies. That’s actually putting it kind of nicely…truth is, once you get us worked up, we just can’t get enough sex.”
Vanessa had suspicions, but to hear it so casually from Tianzi made her cringe, not to mention blush. Tianzi chuckled, crossing her legs before she continued. “Well, that’s basically it, slave; you’ll hate it at first, but no matter what you think, our bodies are designed to make our masters happy. They can actually have sex with us, or whip us till we’re bleeding, or beat us, or just feed us catnip and watch us enjoy ourselves. Yeah, that last one’s true, absolutely. Why do you think you just started purring like crazy when I rubbed your ears, hmm?”
“I just thought...maybe it was from fatigue. You're serious? It's because of how your...our...bodies are made, not because you're trained for pleasure?”
“Training is part of it, but only a small one. The training teaches us to concentrate on that feeling, so that we can bring out our desire at will, you see. That way, no matter what our masters do to us, we'll respond like it's the most wonderful thing in the world. That's the first thing I've decided you should experience. You're going to love this, slave, no matter how much you protest. Come on, now, stand up and have a seat on the bench here and we'll have your first real lesson.”
Vanessa chewed at her lip, unable to move. She had no idea what Tianzi had in mind, but she knew that there was no way for her to enjoy it. Tianzi stood, tugging the leash. Vanessa shook her head. “No, I don't think I'm ready for that yet...”
“I don't care if you're ready or not, I’ve made up my mind, and you’re going to obey me!” Tianzi snapped, back into her harsh, dominating voice. She hauled on the leash, forcing Vanessa to her feet to keep herself from being choked. “On the bench!”
Tianzi cracked the whip, and a line of fire erupted over Vanessa’s bottom. She cried out and hurried forward, wincing as she sat on the cool stone. She leaned to one side, the pain lessening somewhat, and watched as Tianzi pulled a mid-sized chest from beneath a bench beside the manor's wall, flipping it open. “M-mistress Tianzi…what are you…”
“Whatever I want, and another whipping if you don’t shut up!” she snapped, Vanessa lowered her head and pulled her knees to her chest, picking at the shackles on her ankles, trying to keep her mounting fear from making her tremble too much; her tail was twitching constantly now. Her breath was already quickening, and she felt sweat building on her brow. Just what was Tianzi digging out of that chest? Vanessa jumped again when something landed on the bench.
Tianzi was beside her again, and on the bench, she saw several coils of hemp rope, each one neatly tied off in small bundles. “Oh, no! You’re not using that on me!” Vanessa was off the bench in a heartbeat. She saw the anger flash in Tianzi’s eyes, immediately regretting what she said. Tianzi jerked the leash hard enough to bring Vanessa painfully to her knees. An iron grip snatched her hair and spared no pain in pushing her face onto the bench. Vanessa screamed when Tianzi’s sharp heel dug into her spine. “I’m sorry! I’m-”
“Oh, no you’re not! You haven’t even begun to feel sorry yet!” Tianzi was furious now, and pressed her heel in even harder, leaving Vanessa squirming and whining. Tianzi looped the leash around the stone seat once, then twice, leaving enough chain for her to thread it under one of the loops, leaving Vanessa little wriggle room, though she could probably get the chain loose with little effort.
No doubt reading Vanessa’s thoughts, Tianzi straddled her and put her weight across Vanessa’s back. “Don’t get any bright ideas, slave. The quieter you are, the less I’m going to punish you when I’ve got you situated.” Tianzi slapped Vanessa’s bottom with one hand while she brought her left arm up, undoing the shackle and letting it fall to the ground before undoing the right one. Both arms she kept crossed on Vanessa’s back, and within moments had one of the rope bundles undone and looped around her wrists.
Vanessa shook her head in protest, a pathetic whine escaping her lips. “Please, please don’t! Mistress Tianzi, please, no!” She gasped when rope was pulled around her arms and torso, across the tops of her breasts, and looped back around the ropes at her wrists. Tianzi took the rope around her torso again, this time beneath her breasts, pulling it to snug it up before tying the ropes off at her wrists. Vanessa was crying again, praying that this wasn’t happening. It was too much; too embarrassing and too degrading!
She felt warm breath on her ear. “You see, it’s not so bad. I’ve not even gotten to the best part yet. Trust me, you can manage to stay like this for hours without too much in the way of pain.” Tianzi picked up another bundle of rope and went back to work, tying it to the existing ropes at Vanessa's wrists before continuing to bind her up.
Vanessa was panting, trembling while Tianzi worked, and blabbered out another plea. “Let me go...please, please, untie me now. I won't disobey anything else you want me to do, Mistress Tianzi, but please, just don't do this...”
Tianzi's booted knee pressed into Vanessa's back, and her hair was jerked, forcing her head up to the limit the collar would allow, but Tianzi pulled harder still. “I like my slaves to be submissive, but you're just whining now. I don't like whiners. But since you didn't know that, I'm giving you one more chance to be a good, quiet little slave before I gag you.”
Vanessa closed her eyes and cried quietly while Tianzi worked with the ropes, encircling her torso. After some time, Tianzi unwrapped the collar chain, and pulled Vanessa up by her hair before turning her around and pushing her down so that she was sitting on the bench. Ropes now went over her shoulders and between her breasts, and crisscrossed all over her stomach and back. She finally opened her eyes to see Tianzi uncoiling another piece of rope. “Mistress-”
“That's it, you're getting the biggest gag I can find.” Tianzi left Vanessa alone for a moment, retrieving something from the chest. As she returned, Vanessa's eyes widened, and she shook her head. Tianzi had a large leather ball, with matching leather straps in her hand, and a furious look on her face. Wordlessly, Tianzi jerked Vanessa's hair backward and forced her jaw open with one hand, stuffing the ball inside her mouth, using her fingers to get it behind Vanessa's teeth. It was already causing her mouth to ache by the time Tianzi had secured it behind her head, as tight as she could make it judging by how much it had hurt.
Vanessa looked at Tianzi desperately, trying to dislodge the ball with her tongue with little effect. Tianzi wasn't watching her, but was busying herself removing the shackles at Vanessa's ankles, immediately looping rope around first her right ankle, then undoing a second bundle and switching to her left. Once she had the ankle wrapped, Tianzi lifted Vanessa's leg so that her knee was bent and her ankle was almost touching her thigh, then looped the rope around her thigh and ankle, pulling it tight so that her ankle and thigh touched before tying it off.
Vanessa moaned, distraught as she looked at her bound leg, moving it back and forth, turning her ankle, anything to get the ropes to go away. Tianzi grabbed her hips and turned her so that she straddled the bench before tying her right leg just like the left. Tianzi stood from her crouch, dusting her hands and smiling at Vanessa, who certainly didn't share her pleasure. “There, we go, finally ready for lesson number 1.”
Vanessa mumbled behind the gag, pulling with her arms, trying to get just a little wiggle room so that she slip free. She had never been bound with rope before, and the stories she had heard about escape seemed to be full of lies; nothing was working to give her any kind of slack at all. The ropes seemed to get tighter around her, moving as she moved, shifting in a different place each time she wiggled. She had closed her legs already, trying to keep some of herself hidden. She knew there were other guardsmen patrolling, and she didn't want them to see her like this. Footsteps on the pathway caused her to scream into the gag, fear of being seen suddenly peaking. She lost her balance and felt herself slipping from the bench.
Before she could fall to the stone and hurt herself, Tianzi put a hand on her shoulder to steady her. “Good morning, Master Raynard,” Tianzi said, back to being submissive and gentle. “Slave Vanessa is ready to start her first lesson.”
Vanessa squirmed to hide herself from Raynard, face burning with embarrassment. Tianzi's hand at her shoulder prevented her from squirming far, however. She froze, mortified, when Raynard stepped in front of her, lifting her chin with his hand. Her eyes darted every direction, but she couldn't find a way out. She felt drool on her chin, and her embarrassment deepened as she looked upon his face. He was dressed only in a dark blue robe, his hair loose about his head. He was looking right into her eyes, but Vanessa couldn't read anything of his emotions.
Raynard let her go and took a seat on the bench directly in front of Vanessa. He looked toward Tianzi and nodded. “Begin the lesson, Tianzi.”
“As you wish, master.” Tianzi straddled the bench behind Vanessa and put her hands on her shoulders, squeezing them lightly as she leaned in close to Vanessa's ears. Her breath blew against her fur, her voice a stern whisper. “Now, slave, we're going to learn how your body responds to my touch. You're terrified right now, and so embarrassed that you just want to crawl into a hole and die; I've been there before, but this is so much better, as you'll learn.”
Vanessa squirmed and shook her head, trying to tell Tianzi not to touch her, but behind the gag, she knew it was hopeless. Tianzi chuckled, her gloved hands sliding down Vanessa's arms, then up her roped stomach. Pausing for just a moment, Tianzi's hands cupped Vanessa's breasts, pulling her backward so that Tianzi's breasts could push into her back. Vanessa went wild, screaming and squealing into the gag as she tried to fight off Tianzi, squirming every which way she could move. With her legs bound, she found little leverage, and though she tried to push Tianzi away with her bound hands, she couldn't do much more than poke into her breasts with her fingers. The only part of her body she could move easily was her tail, but it did little more than rub over Tianzi's stomach and legs.
“Oh, slave, that's going to earn you something special later,” Tianzi purred, after Vanessa had managed to poke one of her nipples. Vanessa winced as Tianzi tightened her grip on her breasts, and squealed in pain as her nipples were pinched. Tianzi rolled Vanessa’s nipples between her fingers while squeezing her mounds, which were also rubbing against the ropes on her chest. Vanessa gasped for air around the gag, but knew that she was not just hot from her struggles; she felt something building inside her that she hadn’t felt in some time, not since the night before she had begun her year-long rebellion when last she had bedded her husband.
“Ah, now you’re starting to feel it, aren’t you? Your nipples are getting harder; you like how the rope feels against your flesh? Or maybe, it is the touch of another woman that’s exciting you?” Vanessa shook her head in denial, moaning in desperation as she tried to think of anything but what was happening to her. The more she tried to resist, the hazier her mind became, a fog that she could only describe as pleasure, seeping in. Tianzi’s hands didn’t seem so wrong there now, and the ropes…the ropes were rubbing against her, pinching and chaffing, and yet…yet they felt good…
Vanessa screamed again, dropping her head, shaking it violently trying to fight off the haze. No! She didn’t enjoy this! She couldn’t enjoy this! It was wrong! She wasn’t a cat-slave! “The more you fight it, the harder it’s going to be to resist it, slave…you should try enjoying yourself during your lessons. Here, let me help you some more.” Wishing that Tianzi would just stop, Vanessa felt the woman’s right hand leave her breast and nipple behind, moving downward. She let out a surprised squeal when she felt a touch between her legs, just above her lower lips. No! Not there! She knew her pussy was already excited, but if Tianzi started…
It was too late. Tianzi’s leather-clad fingers slid over her lips, dipping inside them for jus a moment. That was all Vanessa needed, the most lustful, dirty moan she’d ever made escaping behind the gag as her brain was overwhelmed by the pleasure-haze. Her body tensed, and she squirmed again in Tanzi’s grasp, only now, it was not for freedom, but for more feeling. She could feel every last inch of the rope that bound her, especially around her breasts, and how wonderful it felt to have Tianzi mashing her breasts against them. And the fingers at her pussy…Tianzi had only just started sliding one inside after spreading the lips, but Vanessa wanted more. Without even thinking, she rubbed her pussy into Tianzi’s fingers, trying to make them go deeper, moaning as they slid against her special spot.
“She’s finally being honest with us, master. I think there’s hope for her yet.” Tianzi’s words sent a twinge of shame though Vanessa, but she didn’t let it phase her now. All she wanted was to feel more, to make that incredible feeling inside of her grow until she burst. Tianzi’s hand on her breast squeezed and pulled at her nipple, switching back and forth between the pair now, while her fingers slid in and out of her pussy, which Vanessa knew was hot and wet. Then, Tianzi’s fingers squeezed her special spot, and Vanessa cried out in joy, squirming eagerly for more. She could feel it…that wonderful feeling inside of her, it was going to explode into something incredible any moment…
“Stop now, Tianzi. She’s not earned that pleasure yet,” Raynard said, his cool, flat voice piercing Vanessa’s pleasure-haze.
Vanessa shook her head after Tianzi’s fingers stopped moving between her legs, and cried in desperation when she stopped playing with her breasts. NO! Not now! Just a little more and she would’ve…She turned to Tianzi, desire in her eyes, and hope that she would continue.
Shaking her head, Tianzi stood from the bench, resting one arm on Vanessa’s shoulder while licking the fingers that had been pleasuring Vanessa’s pussy. She licked her lips after a moment, purring in satisfaction with a final grin at Vanessa before looking to Raynard. “What is your wish, master?”
He stood then, looking down to Vanessa, who moaned desperately for attention, waving her bound legs back and forth. The haze was beginning to fade already, and she couldn’t let it happen! He frowned at her, and turned his back. “Leave her here, with some help, of course; if she wants it bad enough, she will have to do it herself. And be sure to let the guards know that they can look, but not touch; I think she enjoys being watched. Return to me after you’ve taken care of her.”
Tianzi bowed. “It will be as you say, master.” Raynard walked away, returning from the direction he had come. Tianzi patted Vanessa’s shoulder. “Well, slave, shall I waste no more time?” Vanessa watched Raynard walk away, then quickly turned back to Tianzi, mumbling, pulling at the ropes. Tianzi shook her head as she uncoiled another rope bundle. “As much as I would love to bring you off, it’s just not going to happen, pet.”
Vanessa sagged, blowing out her breath again. Now she was just feeling hot and sweaty, and the ropes were starting to chafe. The pleasure-haze had disappeared completely within moments, leaving her feeling more frustration than shame. Those feelings began changing quickly once Tianzi had the new rope looped around her waist, and Vanessa noticed that she was adjusting a rather large knot along the untied portion of the strands. Tianzi seemed to get the knot where she wanted it, tightening the waist rope before passing the knotted strands between Vanessa’s legs and through her crotch. Vanessa mumbled a protest when Tianzi leaned her up and pulled the rope tight. The knot pressed hard against her special spot, while the other strands went between her lips and then up between her butt cheeks. Vanessa felt Tianzi tying off the rope at her back before she let go, leaving her lying face down on the bench.
“Almost there…don’t struggle too much, now,” Tianzi whispered, a gloved hand sliding across Vanessa’s butt. Vanessa’s legs drooped on the sides of the bench, and as she tested the new rope, she grunted in surprise. As she wiggled, moving her arms, the rope between her legs shifted and pulled, the knot sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She squirmed more, rubbing her nipples over the stone bench. She closed her eyes, letting her body move as it would, feeling that wonderful haze seeping back in…
“You’re learning quickly, it seems, you filthy little whore, but I’m not making it quite that easy on you.” Vanessa barely heard Tianzi, but squealed when she was picked up by her shoulders. Tianzi lifted her from the bench and sat her gently on the grassy ground in front of it, back to the stone. Vanessa worked her arms up and down as Tianzi tied rope around her knees, and then to the bench, which kept her legs open for all to see. Tianzi crouched in front of her, cupping Vanessa’s face with both hands. “I’m sure you’ll manage to get yourself off a few times before the day’s out; you seem to be enjoying yourself immensely, after all. I’ll be sure to let the men come and watch; you enjoy that, don’t you? Being the center of attention, letting everyone see just how dirty you are? Were you like this even before you became one of us? I wouldn’t be surprised.”
Moaning in protest, Vanessa shook her head. She had never been promiscuous! She had been faithful to her husband from the moment they had been married, and even he rarely did anything at all with Lila before they had begun their freedom movement. She pulled at the ropes that were around her knees, finding that she had no slack, and no privacy at all. Tianzi stood, patting Vanessa's head before she sauntered off. Vanessa tried to watch her go, but could only see her for a second before she was out of sight behind some shrubs, the click of her heels fading out within moments.
Alone, Vanessa suddenly became aware of how truly exposed she was. Directly in front of her was an opening in the shrubs and rose bushes that would allow anyone to see her if they walked by, and she could guess that since she could see the top of the main fence there, guardsmen would be passing. She panicked, jerking at the ropes that bound her. She couldn't be here! She couldn't let just anyone see her like this! Sweat beaded on her brow as she tried vainly to close her legs, to hide herself, but she could only manage to move her feet maybe an inch or two, while her knees stayed wide. A light breeze drifted over her from the direction of the sea, making her even more aware of the sweat that was already glistening on her body, and that her nipples were still erect. She closed her eyes and whined into the leather that filled her mouth, squirming, trying to find the knots with her fingers.
After several minutes, Vanessa sagged, blowing out her breath. She could just barely reach one of the knots she had been able to find, but was barely able to scratch a fingernail against it, let alone attempt to untie it. With her shoulders resting against the bench, she could let her head back and look up to the light blue sky, and the wispy clouds that moved in from the ocean. It was almost peaceful, but with ever breath, Vanessa was reminded of her situation, the ropes pinching at her skin, constricting around her chest.
Swallowing some drool that had pooled in her mouth, Vanessa, for reasons she couldn't understand, started moving her arms, and the rope between her legs. She closed her eyes, twisting her shoulders so that the ropes around her breasts would pull at her flesh. At first she felt nothing but frustration and shame, but then, when she thought she heard men's voices nearby, a chill went over her, and she felt it. There, right where it had been when Tianzi had touched her...that wonderful, warming, pleasing haze seeping back into her brain.
Focused on that feeling, Vanessa kept wiggling, kept struggling, welcoming that warmth like a starving person craved a meal. The knot between her lips rubbed against her pleasure spot just right, and she moaned like a whore. Within a few moments she had found the best way to move herself to get just the kind of stimulation she wanted, what she needed, and started moving faster.
With her heartbeat pounding louder in her ears and her thoughts, though she couldn't understand why, on Tianzi and her wonderful fingers, Vanessa didn't hear the men approach her until one of them spoke aloud. “Well well! Look at that! They said she was a real piece of work, and they weren't kiddin'! Hell, I even like the color of her hair.”
Vanessa screamed, cringing, trying to imagine a way to bury herself with just her tail. She opened her eyes, seeing four of the guardsmen staring at her with hungry, lecherous looks. She saw that each of them had a bulge between their legs. She shook her head and screamed out again, trying to pull away, but then her eyes looked over them again, and she felt something she couldn't explain. To be looked at like they were looking at her was degrading, shameful, and wrong, but...but she suddenly couldn't look away. Her body seemed to tingle everywhere as she felt their dirty looks on her, and her body craved more.
Moaning again, long and low, Vanessa worked her crotch up and down against the ropes while her bound hands worked the ropes deeper into her. The eyes watching her only made her hotter, and she felt the pleasure-haze surge within her. She sucked hard at the gag, moaning and panting for more, doing everything but begging for the men to come to her. One of them took a step forward, the one who had first spoke, causing Vanessa to cry out in joy.
His friend quickly put a restraining arm out, however. “Now be careful, James. You know what the orders were, man. No touching her, otherwise you loose your dick as well as your job. It's not worth it for whore like that who ain't even trained right. Think about Subaru down in town, man; she's always at the whorehouse and knows more than this one does for sure.”
The one that had moved forward, James, looked frustrated, and even balled his fists. “Damn it! But I love purple! Just look at her! I could do that one all day and night for a week! Ah, damn it, damn it, damn it!” He got a wild look in his eyes then, and Vanessa knew that she was going to enjoy having him touch her. Without warning, he raised his fist and brought it down between his legs. He grunted in pain, doubling over and turning red for a moment, but then blew out his breath and stood straight again. His fellow guardsmen seemed not to think this was unusual. “Okay, I'm fine now...let's hurry up and get back to our posts then...”
Vanessa cried out as they started to leave, James the only one who lingered, waving to her with a dirty grin on his face before he hurried off. No! She had wanted him on her! She wanted them watching her while she brought herself off! She fought the ropes desperately, calling out incoherently behind the gag, hoping they would come back. She felt the overwhelming sense of pleasure fading quickly, without warning, her desire gone. It was one of the worst feelings she had experienced, a hundred times worse than when Tianzi had stopped.
With a mournful cry, Vanessa sagged against the bench, sobbing. Her body was sweaty and the ropes were chaffing, she felt the moisture between her legs, but the rope that split her pussy was more annoying now than pleasurable. She couldn't believe it; she just couldn't understand how she could have been so close to experiencing something so incredible, only to have it disappear in the blink of an eye, leaving her with such a sense of longing and loss. Would it always be like that now that she was one of the cat-slaves? Would she ever have the chance to feel what it was like to actually let those lusty desires come to a head within her? Would Tianzi or Raynard allow it?
As the hours passed, and the morning steadily grew warmer and more humid, heading into midday, Vanessa was more frustrated and desperate than she had ever been. Several more of the guards had stopped by to watch her, James returning at least three more times, and each time she had tried to submit herself to her desire. Her body had responded just the same while she was being watched, and her imagination had taken her to places she had never dreamed of; but, no matter how hard she tried, the men would leave before she could finish, and her desire would fade, leaving her either angry, sad, or just incredibly confused.
Though her body was unsatisfied, sticky, and sore, Vanessa managed to doze off as midday wore on, though the growing clouds over the ocean made her wonder if they would be leaving her outside for the storm. Her light nap ended when she heard a familiar clicking of heels on stone, and sure enough, Tianzi was returning, still wearing the same outfit she had wore before, though she scent of stewed beef and freshly baked bread still lingered on her, making Vanessa's stomach rumble.
Tianzi took a seat on the bench next to her, grinning down at her almost cruelly. “Well, well, well...how are we doing, slave? You're looking rather haggard...didn't you find what you were needing? Or, couldn't you do it without me touching you?” Vanessa blushed, shaking her head, causing Tianzi to laugh, and to run a gloved hand through Vanessa's sweaty hair, flicking her ear just enough to spark a small burst of pleasure. “Do you have an idea now of what it's like to be one of us? Just imagine how it feels to be like this all the time...craving pleasure with every fiber of your being, but being unable to do so without permission. It's not completely your fault that you couldn't find pleasure today; it's because I am in control of you, and I wouldn't allow you to.”
Vanessa looked up, uncomprehending. Tianzi patted her head again. “It's like this, slave...there is something of a mystical bond between a slave and her master, at least, that's how we've come to understand it. Whether you know it or not, you've accepted me as your mistress, and Master Raynard as your master. You cannot find the release you seek without us wanting you to. It's a strange thing, but something you will learn to accept in time.” Tianzi's hands went to the back of Vanessa's head, and the straps on the gag fell away.
Once Tianzi had removed the gag, Vanessa winced, her jaw aching after finally being able to move again. She cleared her throat, and spoke. “Mistress...do you mean that...no matter what...I can't ever make myself reach a climax? I have to have you or our master to do it for me?”
“Almost. Until we allow you to, you can't, but once we've decided that you have been trained well enough, you might find it possible...depending on how good a slave you are. I know, it doesn't make much sense, but...Anyway, if you beg for it, perhaps I will allow you a moment of pleasure?” Tianzi purred suggestively, rubbing her fingers on Vanessa's ears again.
“B-beg? I don't, I mean I-”
“Well, it's your decision, if you really don't want it, then that's fine by me.” Tianzi stood, leaving Vanessa staring in disbelief. She hadn't even given her a chance to try! It wasn't her fault she didn't know how to beg for something! “I'm going to take you back to the barn; a storm is blowing in, and you shouldn't be left out in it. And you're starting to stink, so I think it's about time for a bath.”
Vanessa waited patiently while Tianzi untied her, though she could only frown when the shackles were replaced. Tianzi had her stand while she collected the ropes and gag, piling them on top of the chest. Vanessa worked her limbs, not realizing just how stiff she had been. When she looked over her body, she saw the deep indentions of the rope on her skin. Her fingers traced over the marks on her stomach and legs, then on her breasts. She had never felt her body tingling like was now, all over the places she had been tied, like little fingers trying to tickle her...
“You're feeling all tingly aren't you? Your body is experiencing sensations you could never have imagined before, and I think you're enjoying them. Something tells me you'll be just fine before long.” Tianzi took hold of the collar chain and led Vanessa toward the barn, though Vanessa was busy trying to disprove Tianzi's statement. There was no way that she was getting used to such humiliation already...was there? No, it simply wasn't possible...or maybe it was...She was so confused, still hoping against hope that she was in a terrible dream.
Back in the barn, Tianzi took her to a short, wooden stool in the back, which sat over a cleared section of stone floor with a hole in the center. Once seated, Tianzi padlocked the shackles on Vanessa's ankles to a ring in the floor, and pointed to a water pump and bucket, and a fresh bar of soap. “Clean yourself off while I go find you something to eat.”
Vanessa looked to the pump first, then the bucket, and watched as Tianzi left. The lock on her shackles left her little room to spare, but she was able to fill the bucket without too much trouble, and went back to the stool. The water looked clean, but was cold to the touch. Grimacing, and wondering what Tianzi would do to her if she hadn't bathed herself. Vanessa took a deep breath and dumped the bucket over her head. She could have screamed when the cold gush fell over her, but she held it in, actually feeling rather refreshed once she was dripping wet in the humid, warm air.
She had to refill the bucket a few times, but had herself as clean as she could manage by the time Tianzi returned, and was dumping the last bucket over herself to clear the last of the soap. Tianzi sat a tray on another stool to move over to Vanessa, who could have drooled once the smell of stew, vegetables and bread hit her nose.
“Put your tongue back in your mouth,” Tianzi said playfully, unlocking the padlock and tossing it aside. She pointed to a small table in the corner. “There should be a towel and a brush there for you try off and comb your hair. When you've finished, come to me and we'll see about feeding you.”
Vanessa nodded. “Yes, Mistress Tianzi.” Once she was at the table, Vanessa found the towel, worn and old, but clean, an worn brush, and even a mirror. She tried herself first, getting beneath the shackles and collar as best she could manage, taking special care to clear the water from her tail fur, and took her time with her hair. It seemed odd, combing through the purple strands, but they were certainly her own now. After perhaps a hundred strokes with the brush, something she had always done, she replaced it on the table and left the wet towel hanging off the edge before she went back to Tianzi, who was sitting in the chair Raynard had sat in the night before, the covered tray on a stool next to her.
Tianzi looked angry, and if the riding crop she was tapping against her palm was any indication, Vanessa was not going to like what was about to happen. She suddenly sat up in the chair, riding crop held to Vanessa's throat like a sword. “It's about time you finished! How dare you keep your mistress waiting?! On your knees, now!”
Jumping at the sharp tone, Vanessa instantly fell to her knees in front of Tianzi. “I'm sorry, I didn't know that-”
“Shut up! It occurred to me that you haven't been properly reeducated on how to beg, so, I think it's time for another lesson. Do you really want to eat today, slave?”
Swallowing in her suddenly dry throat, Vanessa nodded. “Yes, mistress.”
Tianzi's anger cooled, just a bit, as she sat back, and crossed her legs. “Tell me, slave, what is it that you want?”
“I want to eat, mistress.” Vanessa yelped as the crop fell on her shoulder.
“No! You have to ask me for it! It's not about what you want, but about what I am willing to give you! You're a slave, so speak like one, act like one. Try again.”
Vanessa hesitated, biting her lip, then tried again. “Um...please, mistress...I'm hungry, and-” The crop slapped against her other shoulder.
Tianzi growled. “Don't sound so whiny. You should be proud, overjoyed to be asking me for something. Remember, it's not about your pleasure, but mine! Again!”
At a loss, Vanessa felt her heartbeat increasing as she tried to think of just what Tianzi wanted to see. She tried to remember back to her meetings with other nobles, how their cat-slaves had acted. Why couldn't she remember? She couldn't focus her thoughts, they were going everywhere. A sharp slap of leather against her breast jolted her back to reality, her hands covering herself defensively as she yelped again.
“What are you waiting for? Or don't you want your meal?”
Vanessa's eyes were wide, her hands going to Tianzi's booted feet, and her heart was pounding. “No, please, mistress! Please, don't take it away! Please allow me to eat something! Please, mistress!”
Tianzi smiled, though Vanessa saw her tail twitch. “Better, but not good enough. Perhaps you should try showing me how much you appreciate my kindness by licking my boots?”
“What?” Vanessa knew that she was in trouble the moment the word slipped from her mouth. Tianzi rose from the chair in a heartbeat, fire in her eyes. Vanessa cringed, shaking with fear. Snatching the collar chain, Tianzi pulled her forward, then pushed a heeled foot into Vanessa's back, forcing her face to the hay-covered floor.
“How dare you backtalk me?! You ungrateful little worm!” Vanessa squealed when Tianzi struck the crop against her ass, much harder this time, several times in a row, all the while grinding her heel right into her spine.
Vanessa screamed, fresh tears in her eyes. “I'm sorry, Mistress! I didn't know better! Please, forgive me!”
Tianzi landed another handful of strikes against Vanessa's bottom, then pressed harder against her back. “If you're so sorry, then why aren't you licking my boots to make up for it?”
Vanessa thought that it was because Tianzi was currently grinding her boots into her back, but then she shifted, a boot settling in front of Vanessa. Swallowing her disgust and fear, Vanessa's hands grabbed at the dark leather, and her lips soon followed. She kissed over Tianzi's toes, and soon had her tongue following the contour of the boot. After a few moments, Tianzi lifted her other foot from Vanessa's back, and settled back into the chair. Vanessa scooted back up to her knees, holding Tianzi's foot in her hands still, licking along the sides of her foot, and then up along the laces. The taste of leather in her mouth was overwhelming, and her face was burning with shame, but it hurt less than her backside did at the moment.
Once Vanessa had thoroughly covered most of the boot, Tianzi shifted her legs, placing the unlicked boot before Vanessa. Under a very watchful and cold stare, Vanessa kissed the boot and proceeded to lick it just as she had the other one. She kept her eyes closed for the most part, not wanting to see what she was doing, and after an apparent eternity, Tianzi placed both of her feet on the floor and lifted Vanessa's chin with the end of the riding crop.
“Awww...is the poor little girl feeling sad and humiliated? If you think you'll only have to worship my boots once, you're mistaken. Now, tell me, slave, what do you want?”
Taking a breath, Vanessa eased down and planted a kiss on each of Tianzi's boots, right over her toes, and kept her head low. “Please, Mistress Tianzi...if it would...if it would please you...may I please have something to eat?” For good measure, Vanessa kissed her boots again, then sat back on her knees, looking hopefully to Tianzi. Inside, she felt horrible, shamed and humiliated, but somehow, in a way she couldn't explain, she knew that it felt...right.
Tianzi rubbed a finger under her chin, weighing Vanessa's performance. Finally she smirked. “I suppose I'll give you something, slave. You are just learning after all, but I must say, that your latest attempt was not bad. Crawl over into that stall there, and I will feed you, slave.”
Vanessa bowed her head. “Thank you, mistress.” Vanessa dropped to her hands again, and crawled into the fenced section of the barn Tianzi had pointed to, frowning when she saw the metal ring sticking through the chain in the center of the stall. Tianzi followed her in only a moment later, placing the covered tray on the ground in front of Vanessa, who came to rest on her knees.
Tianzi looped the collar chain through the metal ring set into the floor, and used another, larger padlock to secure it there. She crouched before Vanessa, patting her head. “Enjoy dinner, slave. There is a chamber pot here should you need it. Once you've eaten, I would suggest resting up; we have much more to learn tomorrow.”
Vanessa winced at the thought of more lessons, but nodded. “Thank you for the advice, Mistress.” Tianzi grinned, rubbing Vanessa's ear for a moment before she stood and left the stall, closing the wooden gate and latching it behind her before she left the barn. Vanessa sighed heavily, nearly becoming overwhelmed with a wave of sorrow that welled up inside of her. A few deep breaths later, she had calmed herself enough to uncover the food tray, and immediately felt her mouth water, her stomach growl. It was a bowl of stew, filled with pieces of meat and vegetables, with a dinner roll on the side, and a cup of water. Everything was cold, the roll shriveled, but at this point, Vanessa didn't care; she was starving.
With no utensils, Vanessa had to use her hands and the roll to scrape the stew into her mouth, but with her growling stomach, it was only a minor inconvenience at this point. She greedily ate every last bit she could scrape from the bowl, and licked her fingers over and over again until she could taste no more stew there. The cup of water was gone seconds later, leaving her with a mostly full feeling, though she could certainly have eaten more.
By this time, Vanessa could hear raindrops hitting against the thatch roof, with increasing frequency and force. Vanessa stood to look out the barn door, finding that the chain barely gave her enough room to stand up straight, let alone walk around. Instead, she went back to her hands and knees, and could just reach the stall wall this way. Outside, it had gotten much darker, and the wind was actually blowing in gusts, sometimes sending rain two or three feet into the barn.
The stall itself was filled with hay, quite a bit piled in one corner, and the banged up chamber pot Tianzi had promised her. Otherwise, she only had the food tray, bowl and cup, which she placed back on the tray and covered, pushing toward the gate. Vanessa gathered up some of the hay and piled it up, lying herself down into it. It was rough, and a far cry from a real bed, but thankfully, she wasn't chained up by her wrists this time.
Though the wind was blowing harder, and thunder rumbled ever closer, Vanessa closed her eyes and tried to make the best of it. Her spirit was at an all-time low now, her hopes of an honorable death long gone, and even though it had just been two days, she was already feeling broken. She had not imagined herself so weak of will before, but after that first whipping, after the humiliation she had suffered from being tied up and placed on display...how could she survive? What hope did she have? A cat-slave now, and, if she was truly, completely transformed, that could mean she may live two more centuries or more, suffering at the hands of countless cruel humans who saw her as a toy to please them. There was no way she could manage to stay alive, or at least no way to keep her sanity. She couldn't handle anymore degradation, she just couldn't!
As Vanessa lay upon the hay pile, rolling over, her thoughts a complete mess, her mind seemed to fixate upon her lesson earlier that day, on how she had found excitement from being watched by the guards. She should have been completely and utterly shamed, wishing it only to stop, wishing to be able to dig a hole for herself to hide in. But, she had actually enjoyed them watching her squirm in the rope prison. There was no sense in denying it now; her body had gotten aroused, and she had wanted them inside of her. It was a realization that scared her now, though she hadn't understood it when it had first happened.
She hugged her arms around herself and pulled her knees to her chest, the air turning rather cool very quickly. Vanessa tried to think of anything else as she lay there, but her thoughts were constantly going back to the hungry eyes gazing at her bound flesh, at the erections each of the men had not tried to hide. And that one, James, who had come back so many times, leering at her, saying how much he wished he could have her. The thought, while initially repulsive, soon sparked a seed of desire within her, and almost without regret, Vanessa began to massage her nipples with her fingers, breath quickening.
With her mind focusing on men watching her, looking upon her with hunger and desire, Vanessa let her hand slip between her legs, fingers rubbing over her lower lips. The pleasure-haze began to creep into her again, and she moaned softly. Vanessa couldn't understand why she did what she did; in all of her life, she had never touched herself in such a way, nor had she ever felt any kind of desire from having a man look at her. Even with her husband, she had felt embarrassed each time they had done it, at least a little. Now...now she thought of a group of men, tying her up like Tianzi had, and using her for their pleasure, each one inside of her, pounding hard...
She cried out, her fingers plunging deeper inside and rolling her nipple. Vanessa was burning up again, panting for air, and she wanted more. The fingers between her lips rubbed her special spot quickly, sending waves of pleasure through her body, feeding the haze, forcing her to the point of no return. It was incredible...she was almost there...she could feel it, that wonderful climax building inside her again. Vanessa cried out joyfully, working her fingers faster, craving the release, wanting nothing more than to feel so good!
Suddenly the haze disappeared, blown away by an unseen force, like smoke getting blown away by a strong wind. “No! No no no!” she whined, rolling onto her back, trying to catch her breath. She had been so close! James was in her head, pounding himself into her from behind, and she had been happy, and then...all gone, like she had never even started her fantasy. “Why? Why couldn't I...”
Vanessa broke into tears, rolling to her side again. She looked at the hand that had been between her legs, glistening with her own wetness, smelling strongly of her sex-scent. Could Tianzi had been serious? If she and Raynard had not wanted Vanessa to have pleasure, was it really true that she couldn't bring herself to climax? She had to have their permission to have any kind of happiness in her life now? Sadness and shame overwhelmed her, and Vanessa screamed, sobbing loudly into the hay. Nothing was her own now; everything she was belonged to someone else, and there was nothing she could do to change it, nothing at all...Her anguished cries rivaled the fury of the storm that blew outside, ending only just before the storm finally blew itself out later that evening, when she had finally fallen into a fitful, nightmarish sleep.
Vanessa stirred, wincing and shying away from Tianzi. The moment she awoke, she felt her body protest. It was still full of pain, throbbing, aching everywhere but her arms, which were numb. She blinked several times, for a moment unsure of why she hurt, but then remembered the previous day. As her bleary eyes cleared, she saw that it was still dark out, sometime before dawn, but her eyes were keen, and she saw Tianzi clearly. “M-mistress Tianzi?” she croaked, throat dry.
“Well, at least you remembered something.” Tianzi’s voice seemed to be somewhat gentler today, but still with a stern edge. “What’s your name?”
“My name? It…my name is Vanessa; my…my…my master said I could keep that name.” Vanessa didn’t bother to try rising on her toes, or protesting; she barely had strength enough to cry anymore. She could barely keep her head up as it was, and had decided sometime in the night to accept that she was no longer a noble, and that she only had one name, and no power whatsoever, no future.
“Good, good; I’m glad that a whipping was all it took to get your head on straight again. Not feeling so superior are we today, hmm? Did you honestly think my master would allow you to get away with such behavior? Did you expect anyone to allow you to act like that?” Tianzi lifted Vanessa’s chin, a curious tilt to her eyebrows. “Did your previous master really spoil you so much for you to fall into a fantasy where you thought you were the leader of that failed rebellion?”
“I…I don’t know…” Her voice cracked, and she was suddenly crying again. Despite the previous night, Vanessa could not simply deny that she had lived before now. She couldn’t accept that it was all fantasy…no, she just couldn’t!
Tianzi’s expression softened, and for the first time since she had first laid eyes on her, Vanessa saw sympathy, and was shocked when Tianzi placed her forehead against Vanessa’s, speaking in a whisper. “We know who you are…master had his suspicions all along, but last night seemed to confirm them, though he is at a loss for how you were changed. His vocal support for the Lord Master during your rebellion seemed to move him into high favor, hence his…reward. It’s not about facts now, it’s about what is believed by the masses, that you were executed. My…our…master has decided that the old you is truly dead, Vanessa, and will not tolerate any sort of defiance from you.”
Tianzi’s hands cupped Vanessa’s cheeks, and her lips pressed against Vanessa’s. Vanessa jerked in shock, embarrassment and confusion overriding everything else she was feeling. Tianzi chuckled, resting her forehead to Vanessa’s again. “Just a sign of affection, Vanessa, that is all. I’m sure I’m not the only one who secretly hoped you would succeed, but really, we didn’t expect you to. It was a good effort, and I, for one, appreciate what you tried to do for us. Listen…you have a friend in me, if you want, but you have to understand, to a cat-slave, loyalty to their masters comes first and foremost. You know that, I’m sure, but I’m telling you again, because I still have to educate you in our ways. I won’t be acting friendly like this again until master is satisfied that you are properly trained. It will take months, perhaps years, but you can adapt, can keep on living. It’s not a bad life, but it’s not wealth and privilege, either. Please, Vanessa, try to adapt, for me, for yourself. You’ve been given a second chance, whether you see it that way or not; don’t waste it.”
Vanessa kept crying, but now it was because of the sincerity of Tianzi’s words, the gentleness of her affectionate touch. Somehow, Vanessa knew that Tianzi was sincere, that her words were from her heart. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew, and her despair was somewhat lessened. Perhaps there was hope. “I’ll try…Tianzi…I’ll try to learn, to live. Thank you…”
Tianzi purred softly, running a hand through Vanessa’s hair, and kissed her again, but just for a moment. “Master is still asleep, but he did wish me to start early on you, but not quite this early. I will be back in a few minutes, Vanessa. Keep an open mind, and know that I only do to you what I must; don’t make me work too hard, okay? And honestly, I won’t be doing anything to you out of spite, only out of duty to master.” With a lingering touch to Vanessa’s cheek, Tianzi disappeared from the barn without a sound, not even a rustle of hay against the floor.
Vanessa sighed, closing her eyes again. She could clearly hear insects buzzing and chirping outside, as well as the calls of birds just waking up, more clearly than she ever had before. She tried to focus her tired mind, attempting to remember what she had learned from Lila, her…now deceased husband’s…slave. She had never owned a cat-slave personally, though she had treated Lila with as much dignity as any other human. Wondering what had become of Lila after their army had been decimated, Vanessa began recalling what she had been told about a cat-slave’s upbringing. At about ten years old, they were taken from home to be trained in everything that made them so desirable as companions; utmost respect for their masters, a mastery of dance and music, and most importantly, their incredible sexual talents.
Vanessa cringed at that thought, hoping that she would never have to experience that last part. Most often, they were trained for at least four years, by teachers owned by several of the highest, most loyal of the nobility, with the High Warlord’s slaves having the greatest demand and fetching the highest prices at auction. Lila hadn’t told her much about the actual training, just a basic description. She had come from one of the lesser noble’s training groups, and apparently, had had a cruel teacher. Had it been Tizani? Or was Tizani trained by the same group? It was difficult to tell ages with cat-slaves, since they aged so much slower than humans. Would she age slowly now as well? Regardless, if she wanted to know, Vanessa would have to ask Tianzi, if she was in the mood for that kind of question.
Before she could get much deeper into her memories, Vanessa heard footsteps approaching, though now it sounded like boots walking on the cobblestone paths. A moment later, she caught Tianzi's scent, as well as that of leather, as well as the distinctive scent of polish. Vanessa shifted uneasily as a sudden fear shivered down her spine. She couldn't explain it, but she knew that she was not going to like what was about to happen.
Once Tianzi reappeared in the open barn door, Vanessa's mouth fell open in disbelief, and her face felt like it was on fire. Tianzi was wearing one of the most revealing and erotic outfits Vanessa had ever seen, something that she could never have imagined Lila ever wearing. Though her hair and collar were unchanged, Tianzi wore only blackened leather elsewhere. She wore a corset around her waist set with silver buckles that pushed up her breasts, which were also uncovered, revealing that each of her nipples were pierced by a slim, golden ring. Her arms were covered in long leather gloves, reaching nearly to her shoulder. The corset ended at her hips, where it had garters running downward beyond her exposed crotch, which allowed Vanessa to see that Tianzi's lower lips were also pierced with similar rings, though slightly bigger. The garters ended at dark thigh-high stockings, which were only sticking up maybe two inches above the nearly as tall black leather boots, which laced all the way up from Tianzi's foot and ended in raised, spiked heels, that Vanessa was certain only a cat-slave could manage to wear and actually walk in. The thought of wearing something at least four inches high on her feet was just mind boggling.
Vanessa's eyes widened when she noticed that there was a coiled whip in Tianzi's gloved right hand, her head jerking up. “Tianzi, what are you-”
“Silence!” Tianzi commanded, her voice once again cold and angry. The whip flew from her hand and struck at Vanessa like a viper, biting into her stomach. Vanessa cried out, and Tianzi's hand clamped at her jaw, holding her mouth open. Tianzi looked angrier by the moment, even growling threateningly as she glared into Vanessa's eyes, causing her to try to shy away. “Slaves speak only when given permission, and I've not given you permission yet! When you do speak, you do it with respect, and address me as 'mistress!' Even though we are both cat-slaves, you are below me! Master has given me complete dominion over your training, and I will not disappoint him in the least! You will do as I say, without hesitation, without protest, and always, always, with respect. Do you understand?”
Vanessa 's mouth moved, but nothing came out. Her eyes were wide and locked on Tianzi, who had not eased her threatening visage in the least. She could honestly say that she was in shock; she had no idea what was happening. She saw Tianzi's free hand move, and felt fingers on her nipple. Vanessa winced and cried out in pain again as Tianzi pinched and twisted her sensitive flesh.
“I asked you a question! Do you need a lesson in obedience already?”
After another harsh twist, Vanessa finally managed to find her voice, as panicked as it was. “N-no, mistress! Please! Please, I'll obey you! I'll do whatever you say!” Vanessa sagged in relief as Tianzi let go of her nipple, breathing hard. Having never experienced pain in such a way before, Vanessa was quick to relent so that she wouldn't have to experience it again. Somehow, submitting herself had come easier today...she barely felt the blow to her weakened spirit this time.
Tianzi narrowed her eyes, taking hold of Vanessa's other nipple, squeezing it just as hard as she had moments ago. “Don't you think you owe your mistress an apology for making her punish you so soon? Hmm?”
“Yes! Yes, mistress! Please, I didn't mean to- Ah! Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” Vanessa had tears in her eyes when Tianzi finally let go. She looked at Tianzi and whimpered. “I'm sorry...I'm sorry...”
“Shut up, you've already apologized, and I don't want to hear your mouth anymore. I'm going to let you down, and you're going to be a good girl and do exactly what I say, aren't you? No backtalk, no complaining. The better you behave the less I'll have to punish you, understood?”
Vanessa nodded weakly, sniffing and blinking at her tears. “Yes...mistress...I understand.” Was this really what the cat-slaves went through to learn to be such good companions?
Tianzi's fingers stroked behind Vanessa's ear, almost affectionately before she went to the crank that held her chains, coiling the whip again before she released the lock and let it spin, sending Vanessa to her knees and then her face on the hay-covered floor.
Relief flooded Vanessa as she once again lowered her arms, though it was several minutes before she could move them. She almost regretted it, however, because as blood flow returned, it felt as though hundreds of needles were piercing her flesh. She winced, but kept quiet under Tianzi's gaze.
Tianzi seemed to be impatient, pacing back and forth in front of Vanessa. Finally, after a couple more minutes, she stomped her foot down in front of Vanessa, bending and snatching up the chain that was attached to the collar at Vanessa's neck. “Okay, that's enough rest for now. Follow me.”
Tianzi pulled on the chain, and Vanessa tried to get to her feet, but was floored again as the sharp point of Tianzi's heel dug into her shoulder and pushed her back down. “No, no, no! You're not allowed to walk yet, you have to go on all fours.”
Though she opened her mouth to protest, Vanessa quickly shut it just as fast, lowering her head. Tianzi's foot left her shoulder, and she slowly got to her hands and knees, blowing a piece of hay from a lock hair that dangled in front of her face. Tianzi tugged the chain again, and Vanessa started moving, awkwardly until she learned just how far she could move in the shackles.
As they exited the barn, she saw the the sun was just rising over the horizon, the sea below it glowing warmly. Tianzi seemed to be leading her on around the manor, across the dew-moist grass instead of the hard stones of the walkway. Vanessa kept her head low, seeing only Tianzi's heels and the tip of her tail. When she heard two men conversing ahead of them, she looked up, spotting two guardsmen walking an early patrol through the shrubs and gardens. No sooner had she looked did she actually meet eyes with one of them, and his wide, black-toothed grin awoke every shred of decency she had. “No!” she cried, unable to keep herself from stopping mid-stride and covering her breasts and between her legs with her hands and hunkering low.
Vanessa heard Tianzi growl as she cowered away from the guards, and felt the sharp jerk on the leash. “What do you think you're doing? Did I tell you to stop? What's this? Are you shy, or just trying to make me angry? You're a pleasure slave! You have no business hiding what you are!” Tianzi cracked the whip just beside of Vanessa's ear. “Move! I won't warn you again!”
Mortified, Vanessa couldn't even make a sound other than a whimper. The guards were still watching; she could feel their eyes on her, could hear them talking about 'the shy little kitty' and how they'd love to teach her a few things. She flinched when the whip lit across her shoulder, and managed to look at Tianzi, though her furious glare was enough to make her shiver. “M-mistress, I-I can't! Th-they're looking at me!”
“That's what they're supposed to do, you stupid little girl! If our master decided to, he could give you to his guardsmen to pass around the barracks!” Vanessa heard the guards voice their approval to the idea before Tianzi continued. “I may have to recommend that to him if you don't get back on all fours and follow me at once! Think about it...all those hungry men, taking turns using your body for all of their sexual desires, doing much more than just looking at you like they are now.
Over and over again they'd have their way with you, day after day once the shift changed. Just imagine it...”
“NO! Please, no!” Vanessa begged, eyes wide with fear, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. Her fear overwhelmed any shyness at that point, and she quickly dropped her hands and went back to her crawling posture. “Please, I'll obey, just don't let that happen to me. Please? Please!”
Tianzi made a smug sound, and tugged the leash, urging Vanessa to follow. “I may yet do it, depending on how you act from here on out.” Tianzi stopped after only a few feet, and to Vanessa's horror, they were now within five feet of the guards. Vanessa's eyes were glued to the ground, and she was trembling. Tianzi spoke in her submissive voice. “M'lords, if I may trouble you, can my silly friend here offer her most sincere apologies for hiding her body from you? She is very sorry for what she did, and wants you to see everything she has to offer.”
Of course, the guards were eager to accept Tianzi's offer, leaving Vanessa shaking even worse, breathing in short gasps. Tianzi's hand grabbed her hair and jerked her backward, bringing her up so that she was sitting on her knees, looking right up at the guards. Tianzi whispered into Vanessa's ear. “Now, if you don't want to make me really angry, you'll put your hands behind your head, arch you back so that your breasts are displayed, and spread your knees to show them your pussy. Do it, or I'll make good on my promise to give you to the guards, and I'll give you a whipping that will make the one last night seem like a warm bath.”
“B-but...I c-c-can't...” Vanessa whined, looking frantically all around here, anywhere but to what stood in front of her.
“Tianzi cracked the whip to her side. “I'll give you till the count of 'three.' One...” She cracked the whip again. “Two...”
Letting out a panicked whine, Vanessa picked up the chain between her wrists and lifted it over her head, lacing her hands in her hair. She tried to arch her back like Tianzi wanted, but had to guess at just how to do it, and finally managed to open her knees, spreading them as wide as she could manage so that Tianzi wouldn't say anything. Her eyes she kept closed, too horrified to watch. As their eyes played over her, she felt as though slime was oozing over her body, making her feel absolutely filthy.
“Well, slave? Aren't you going to look at these good men and apologize for being so rude to them?”
Vanessa heard Tianzi step behind her and knew she was readying the whip again. She opened her eyes, looking at each of the guards, shaking so much that the chains were rattling. “I-I'm sorry...I apologize...m-m'lords, for any offense.” She felt light-headed, and knew she was breathing too fast to have enough air. Vanessa knew this was too much for her; she couldn't handle indignity like this, couldn't handle the extreme embarrassment that made her body burn. Strange men looking at her hungrily, and Tianzi ready to whip her from behind...she felt sick to her stomach.
The guards' eyes lingered for what seemed an eternity before the two of them walked away, laughing and discussing how great Vanessa's body looked. Without Tianzi's approval, Vanessa collapsed into the grass, sobs wracking her body as she weakly tried to cover herself again.
“A harsh lesson...perhaps too much for you, but you needed to experience what every one of us has to do every single day of our lives. You are one of us now, so you too must learn to accept being an object.” Tianzi broke her callus demeanor momentarily as she crouched beside Vanessa and stroked her hair, even patting her shoulder. She took hold of the leash and stood again after several minutes, when Vanessa's sobs had died down. “Come now, slave, I've shown you too much leniency. Hurry, now!” Tianzi cracked the whip to emphasize her point.
Wiping her eyes, Vanessa nodded weakly and once again crawled behind Tianzi, her thoughts a jumble. She had known what the cat-slaves had gone through, but to experience what they did first hand...and that was just a small example of the indignities they were forced to endure. How could humanity be so cruel to them? How could the cat-slaves keep accepting such treatment? Could she really survive living as one of them? No, there was no way. She would die as a cat-slave, probably in the barracks being molested by dozens of soldiers...
Tianzi stopped on the stone pathway beside the manor, and Vanessa nearly bumped into her, stopping just short of planting her face in the leather of Tianzi's boots. They were on the far side of the manor now, in a small flower garden. Tianzi took a breath, then sat on one of the stone benches, turning so that she could face Vanessa. “I like the gardens; they're a small getaway from the rigors of life. You can sit if you want to, slave, we're starting another lesson and it may take a while.”
“Thank you...Mistress Tianzi...” Vanessa whispered, still not able to speak louder, though she did manage to sit on the grass, her tail resting in her lap. She blinked when she looked down, still not believing that it was her tail. Yet there it was, swaying back and forth, lifting and lowering at but a thought. She couldn't explain it at all, how she could control it so naturally. Vanessa's eyes widened after a moment, however, as she realized that she had no signs of last night's whipping on her body, not even a slight blemish. She knew that the cat-slaves recovered stamina quickly, but she had never seen such a drastic example. In fact, despite the fact that she hadn't eaten in...well, she wasn't sure, at least a day or two, she just now was starting to feel a slight rumble in her stomach. She felt her ears twitch as Tianzi placed a hand on her head, but was rather surprised when she started rubbing a finger along the edge of her ear. It felt...good...yes, that was rather nice...
“I've been thinking about just how to handle you, slave, given your situation. I feel that we should focus on getting you used to your body first.” Tianzi seemed to have taken on a matter-of-fact, scholarly tone. “We cat-slaves are much more agile and flexible than our masters, and as you've no doubt found out by now, can see, hear, and smell much more keenly than they can. But what you probably didn't know, though I'm sure you're starting to suspect...unless you're too absorbed in what my fingers are doing?”
Vanessa blinked her eyes, wondering how her head had reached Tianzi's lap, and why she had a little bit of drool on her chin. She pulled back quickly, wiping her chin, and saw that Tianzi was grinning. “I...um...I don't...”
“See, that's a normal reaction in some of us, unless we're concentrating on something else; but you seemed pretty taken by a good ear rub. Then again, you've not been one of us very long, so...” Tianzi patted her lap, but Vanessa hesitated, and Tianzi shrugged. “You're choice. As I was saying, what you probably didn't know, was just how different our bodies are from our masters. One reason we make such good pleasure slaves is because of our responsive bodies. That’s actually putting it kind of nicely…truth is, once you get us worked up, we just can’t get enough sex.”
Vanessa had suspicions, but to hear it so casually from Tianzi made her cringe, not to mention blush. Tianzi chuckled, crossing her legs before she continued. “Well, that’s basically it, slave; you’ll hate it at first, but no matter what you think, our bodies are designed to make our masters happy. They can actually have sex with us, or whip us till we’re bleeding, or beat us, or just feed us catnip and watch us enjoy ourselves. Yeah, that last one’s true, absolutely. Why do you think you just started purring like crazy when I rubbed your ears, hmm?”
“I just thought...maybe it was from fatigue. You're serious? It's because of how your...our...bodies are made, not because you're trained for pleasure?”
“Training is part of it, but only a small one. The training teaches us to concentrate on that feeling, so that we can bring out our desire at will, you see. That way, no matter what our masters do to us, we'll respond like it's the most wonderful thing in the world. That's the first thing I've decided you should experience. You're going to love this, slave, no matter how much you protest. Come on, now, stand up and have a seat on the bench here and we'll have your first real lesson.”
Vanessa chewed at her lip, unable to move. She had no idea what Tianzi had in mind, but she knew that there was no way for her to enjoy it. Tianzi stood, tugging the leash. Vanessa shook her head. “No, I don't think I'm ready for that yet...”
“I don't care if you're ready or not, I’ve made up my mind, and you’re going to obey me!” Tianzi snapped, back into her harsh, dominating voice. She hauled on the leash, forcing Vanessa to her feet to keep herself from being choked. “On the bench!”
Tianzi cracked the whip, and a line of fire erupted over Vanessa’s bottom. She cried out and hurried forward, wincing as she sat on the cool stone. She leaned to one side, the pain lessening somewhat, and watched as Tianzi pulled a mid-sized chest from beneath a bench beside the manor's wall, flipping it open. “M-mistress Tianzi…what are you…”
“Whatever I want, and another whipping if you don’t shut up!” she snapped, Vanessa lowered her head and pulled her knees to her chest, picking at the shackles on her ankles, trying to keep her mounting fear from making her tremble too much; her tail was twitching constantly now. Her breath was already quickening, and she felt sweat building on her brow. Just what was Tianzi digging out of that chest? Vanessa jumped again when something landed on the bench.
Tianzi was beside her again, and on the bench, she saw several coils of hemp rope, each one neatly tied off in small bundles. “Oh, no! You’re not using that on me!” Vanessa was off the bench in a heartbeat. She saw the anger flash in Tianzi’s eyes, immediately regretting what she said. Tianzi jerked the leash hard enough to bring Vanessa painfully to her knees. An iron grip snatched her hair and spared no pain in pushing her face onto the bench. Vanessa screamed when Tianzi’s sharp heel dug into her spine. “I’m sorry! I’m-”
“Oh, no you’re not! You haven’t even begun to feel sorry yet!” Tianzi was furious now, and pressed her heel in even harder, leaving Vanessa squirming and whining. Tianzi looped the leash around the stone seat once, then twice, leaving enough chain for her to thread it under one of the loops, leaving Vanessa little wriggle room, though she could probably get the chain loose with little effort.
No doubt reading Vanessa’s thoughts, Tianzi straddled her and put her weight across Vanessa’s back. “Don’t get any bright ideas, slave. The quieter you are, the less I’m going to punish you when I’ve got you situated.” Tianzi slapped Vanessa’s bottom with one hand while she brought her left arm up, undoing the shackle and letting it fall to the ground before undoing the right one. Both arms she kept crossed on Vanessa’s back, and within moments had one of the rope bundles undone and looped around her wrists.
Vanessa shook her head in protest, a pathetic whine escaping her lips. “Please, please don’t! Mistress Tianzi, please, no!” She gasped when rope was pulled around her arms and torso, across the tops of her breasts, and looped back around the ropes at her wrists. Tianzi took the rope around her torso again, this time beneath her breasts, pulling it to snug it up before tying the ropes off at her wrists. Vanessa was crying again, praying that this wasn’t happening. It was too much; too embarrassing and too degrading!
She felt warm breath on her ear. “You see, it’s not so bad. I’ve not even gotten to the best part yet. Trust me, you can manage to stay like this for hours without too much in the way of pain.” Tianzi picked up another bundle of rope and went back to work, tying it to the existing ropes at Vanessa's wrists before continuing to bind her up.
Vanessa was panting, trembling while Tianzi worked, and blabbered out another plea. “Let me go...please, please, untie me now. I won't disobey anything else you want me to do, Mistress Tianzi, but please, just don't do this...”
Tianzi's booted knee pressed into Vanessa's back, and her hair was jerked, forcing her head up to the limit the collar would allow, but Tianzi pulled harder still. “I like my slaves to be submissive, but you're just whining now. I don't like whiners. But since you didn't know that, I'm giving you one more chance to be a good, quiet little slave before I gag you.”
Vanessa closed her eyes and cried quietly while Tianzi worked with the ropes, encircling her torso. After some time, Tianzi unwrapped the collar chain, and pulled Vanessa up by her hair before turning her around and pushing her down so that she was sitting on the bench. Ropes now went over her shoulders and between her breasts, and crisscrossed all over her stomach and back. She finally opened her eyes to see Tianzi uncoiling another piece of rope. “Mistress-”
“That's it, you're getting the biggest gag I can find.” Tianzi left Vanessa alone for a moment, retrieving something from the chest. As she returned, Vanessa's eyes widened, and she shook her head. Tianzi had a large leather ball, with matching leather straps in her hand, and a furious look on her face. Wordlessly, Tianzi jerked Vanessa's hair backward and forced her jaw open with one hand, stuffing the ball inside her mouth, using her fingers to get it behind Vanessa's teeth. It was already causing her mouth to ache by the time Tianzi had secured it behind her head, as tight as she could make it judging by how much it had hurt.
Vanessa looked at Tianzi desperately, trying to dislodge the ball with her tongue with little effect. Tianzi wasn't watching her, but was busying herself removing the shackles at Vanessa's ankles, immediately looping rope around first her right ankle, then undoing a second bundle and switching to her left. Once she had the ankle wrapped, Tianzi lifted Vanessa's leg so that her knee was bent and her ankle was almost touching her thigh, then looped the rope around her thigh and ankle, pulling it tight so that her ankle and thigh touched before tying it off.
Vanessa moaned, distraught as she looked at her bound leg, moving it back and forth, turning her ankle, anything to get the ropes to go away. Tianzi grabbed her hips and turned her so that she straddled the bench before tying her right leg just like the left. Tianzi stood from her crouch, dusting her hands and smiling at Vanessa, who certainly didn't share her pleasure. “There, we go, finally ready for lesson number 1.”
Vanessa mumbled behind the gag, pulling with her arms, trying to get just a little wiggle room so that she slip free. She had never been bound with rope before, and the stories she had heard about escape seemed to be full of lies; nothing was working to give her any kind of slack at all. The ropes seemed to get tighter around her, moving as she moved, shifting in a different place each time she wiggled. She had closed her legs already, trying to keep some of herself hidden. She knew there were other guardsmen patrolling, and she didn't want them to see her like this. Footsteps on the pathway caused her to scream into the gag, fear of being seen suddenly peaking. She lost her balance and felt herself slipping from the bench.
Before she could fall to the stone and hurt herself, Tianzi put a hand on her shoulder to steady her. “Good morning, Master Raynard,” Tianzi said, back to being submissive and gentle. “Slave Vanessa is ready to start her first lesson.”
Vanessa squirmed to hide herself from Raynard, face burning with embarrassment. Tianzi's hand at her shoulder prevented her from squirming far, however. She froze, mortified, when Raynard stepped in front of her, lifting her chin with his hand. Her eyes darted every direction, but she couldn't find a way out. She felt drool on her chin, and her embarrassment deepened as she looked upon his face. He was dressed only in a dark blue robe, his hair loose about his head. He was looking right into her eyes, but Vanessa couldn't read anything of his emotions.
Raynard let her go and took a seat on the bench directly in front of Vanessa. He looked toward Tianzi and nodded. “Begin the lesson, Tianzi.”
“As you wish, master.” Tianzi straddled the bench behind Vanessa and put her hands on her shoulders, squeezing them lightly as she leaned in close to Vanessa's ears. Her breath blew against her fur, her voice a stern whisper. “Now, slave, we're going to learn how your body responds to my touch. You're terrified right now, and so embarrassed that you just want to crawl into a hole and die; I've been there before, but this is so much better, as you'll learn.”
Vanessa squirmed and shook her head, trying to tell Tianzi not to touch her, but behind the gag, she knew it was hopeless. Tianzi chuckled, her gloved hands sliding down Vanessa's arms, then up her roped stomach. Pausing for just a moment, Tianzi's hands cupped Vanessa's breasts, pulling her backward so that Tianzi's breasts could push into her back. Vanessa went wild, screaming and squealing into the gag as she tried to fight off Tianzi, squirming every which way she could move. With her legs bound, she found little leverage, and though she tried to push Tianzi away with her bound hands, she couldn't do much more than poke into her breasts with her fingers. The only part of her body she could move easily was her tail, but it did little more than rub over Tianzi's stomach and legs.
“Oh, slave, that's going to earn you something special later,” Tianzi purred, after Vanessa had managed to poke one of her nipples. Vanessa winced as Tianzi tightened her grip on her breasts, and squealed in pain as her nipples were pinched. Tianzi rolled Vanessa’s nipples between her fingers while squeezing her mounds, which were also rubbing against the ropes on her chest. Vanessa gasped for air around the gag, but knew that she was not just hot from her struggles; she felt something building inside her that she hadn’t felt in some time, not since the night before she had begun her year-long rebellion when last she had bedded her husband.
“Ah, now you’re starting to feel it, aren’t you? Your nipples are getting harder; you like how the rope feels against your flesh? Or maybe, it is the touch of another woman that’s exciting you?” Vanessa shook her head in denial, moaning in desperation as she tried to think of anything but what was happening to her. The more she tried to resist, the hazier her mind became, a fog that she could only describe as pleasure, seeping in. Tianzi’s hands didn’t seem so wrong there now, and the ropes…the ropes were rubbing against her, pinching and chaffing, and yet…yet they felt good…
Vanessa screamed again, dropping her head, shaking it violently trying to fight off the haze. No! She didn’t enjoy this! She couldn’t enjoy this! It was wrong! She wasn’t a cat-slave! “The more you fight it, the harder it’s going to be to resist it, slave…you should try enjoying yourself during your lessons. Here, let me help you some more.” Wishing that Tianzi would just stop, Vanessa felt the woman’s right hand leave her breast and nipple behind, moving downward. She let out a surprised squeal when she felt a touch between her legs, just above her lower lips. No! Not there! She knew her pussy was already excited, but if Tianzi started…
It was too late. Tianzi’s leather-clad fingers slid over her lips, dipping inside them for jus a moment. That was all Vanessa needed, the most lustful, dirty moan she’d ever made escaping behind the gag as her brain was overwhelmed by the pleasure-haze. Her body tensed, and she squirmed again in Tanzi’s grasp, only now, it was not for freedom, but for more feeling. She could feel every last inch of the rope that bound her, especially around her breasts, and how wonderful it felt to have Tianzi mashing her breasts against them. And the fingers at her pussy…Tianzi had only just started sliding one inside after spreading the lips, but Vanessa wanted more. Without even thinking, she rubbed her pussy into Tianzi’s fingers, trying to make them go deeper, moaning as they slid against her special spot.
“She’s finally being honest with us, master. I think there’s hope for her yet.” Tianzi’s words sent a twinge of shame though Vanessa, but she didn’t let it phase her now. All she wanted was to feel more, to make that incredible feeling inside of her grow until she burst. Tianzi’s hand on her breast squeezed and pulled at her nipple, switching back and forth between the pair now, while her fingers slid in and out of her pussy, which Vanessa knew was hot and wet. Then, Tianzi’s fingers squeezed her special spot, and Vanessa cried out in joy, squirming eagerly for more. She could feel it…that wonderful feeling inside of her, it was going to explode into something incredible any moment…
“Stop now, Tianzi. She’s not earned that pleasure yet,” Raynard said, his cool, flat voice piercing Vanessa’s pleasure-haze.
Vanessa shook her head after Tianzi’s fingers stopped moving between her legs, and cried in desperation when she stopped playing with her breasts. NO! Not now! Just a little more and she would’ve…She turned to Tianzi, desire in her eyes, and hope that she would continue.
Shaking her head, Tianzi stood from the bench, resting one arm on Vanessa’s shoulder while licking the fingers that had been pleasuring Vanessa’s pussy. She licked her lips after a moment, purring in satisfaction with a final grin at Vanessa before looking to Raynard. “What is your wish, master?”
He stood then, looking down to Vanessa, who moaned desperately for attention, waving her bound legs back and forth. The haze was beginning to fade already, and she couldn’t let it happen! He frowned at her, and turned his back. “Leave her here, with some help, of course; if she wants it bad enough, she will have to do it herself. And be sure to let the guards know that they can look, but not touch; I think she enjoys being watched. Return to me after you’ve taken care of her.”
Tianzi bowed. “It will be as you say, master.” Raynard walked away, returning from the direction he had come. Tianzi patted Vanessa’s shoulder. “Well, slave, shall I waste no more time?” Vanessa watched Raynard walk away, then quickly turned back to Tianzi, mumbling, pulling at the ropes. Tianzi shook her head as she uncoiled another rope bundle. “As much as I would love to bring you off, it’s just not going to happen, pet.”
Vanessa sagged, blowing out her breath again. Now she was just feeling hot and sweaty, and the ropes were starting to chafe. The pleasure-haze had disappeared completely within moments, leaving her feeling more frustration than shame. Those feelings began changing quickly once Tianzi had the new rope looped around her waist, and Vanessa noticed that she was adjusting a rather large knot along the untied portion of the strands. Tianzi seemed to get the knot where she wanted it, tightening the waist rope before passing the knotted strands between Vanessa’s legs and through her crotch. Vanessa mumbled a protest when Tianzi leaned her up and pulled the rope tight. The knot pressed hard against her special spot, while the other strands went between her lips and then up between her butt cheeks. Vanessa felt Tianzi tying off the rope at her back before she let go, leaving her lying face down on the bench.
“Almost there…don’t struggle too much, now,” Tianzi whispered, a gloved hand sliding across Vanessa’s butt. Vanessa’s legs drooped on the sides of the bench, and as she tested the new rope, she grunted in surprise. As she wiggled, moving her arms, the rope between her legs shifted and pulled, the knot sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She squirmed more, rubbing her nipples over the stone bench. She closed her eyes, letting her body move as it would, feeling that wonderful haze seeping back in…
“You’re learning quickly, it seems, you filthy little whore, but I’m not making it quite that easy on you.” Vanessa barely heard Tianzi, but squealed when she was picked up by her shoulders. Tianzi lifted her from the bench and sat her gently on the grassy ground in front of it, back to the stone. Vanessa worked her arms up and down as Tianzi tied rope around her knees, and then to the bench, which kept her legs open for all to see. Tianzi crouched in front of her, cupping Vanessa’s face with both hands. “I’m sure you’ll manage to get yourself off a few times before the day’s out; you seem to be enjoying yourself immensely, after all. I’ll be sure to let the men come and watch; you enjoy that, don’t you? Being the center of attention, letting everyone see just how dirty you are? Were you like this even before you became one of us? I wouldn’t be surprised.”
Moaning in protest, Vanessa shook her head. She had never been promiscuous! She had been faithful to her husband from the moment they had been married, and even he rarely did anything at all with Lila before they had begun their freedom movement. She pulled at the ropes that were around her knees, finding that she had no slack, and no privacy at all. Tianzi stood, patting Vanessa's head before she sauntered off. Vanessa tried to watch her go, but could only see her for a second before she was out of sight behind some shrubs, the click of her heels fading out within moments.
Alone, Vanessa suddenly became aware of how truly exposed she was. Directly in front of her was an opening in the shrubs and rose bushes that would allow anyone to see her if they walked by, and she could guess that since she could see the top of the main fence there, guardsmen would be passing. She panicked, jerking at the ropes that bound her. She couldn't be here! She couldn't let just anyone see her like this! Sweat beaded on her brow as she tried vainly to close her legs, to hide herself, but she could only manage to move her feet maybe an inch or two, while her knees stayed wide. A light breeze drifted over her from the direction of the sea, making her even more aware of the sweat that was already glistening on her body, and that her nipples were still erect. She closed her eyes and whined into the leather that filled her mouth, squirming, trying to find the knots with her fingers.
After several minutes, Vanessa sagged, blowing out her breath. She could just barely reach one of the knots she had been able to find, but was barely able to scratch a fingernail against it, let alone attempt to untie it. With her shoulders resting against the bench, she could let her head back and look up to the light blue sky, and the wispy clouds that moved in from the ocean. It was almost peaceful, but with ever breath, Vanessa was reminded of her situation, the ropes pinching at her skin, constricting around her chest.
Swallowing some drool that had pooled in her mouth, Vanessa, for reasons she couldn't understand, started moving her arms, and the rope between her legs. She closed her eyes, twisting her shoulders so that the ropes around her breasts would pull at her flesh. At first she felt nothing but frustration and shame, but then, when she thought she heard men's voices nearby, a chill went over her, and she felt it. There, right where it had been when Tianzi had touched her...that wonderful, warming, pleasing haze seeping back into her brain.
Focused on that feeling, Vanessa kept wiggling, kept struggling, welcoming that warmth like a starving person craved a meal. The knot between her lips rubbed against her pleasure spot just right, and she moaned like a whore. Within a few moments she had found the best way to move herself to get just the kind of stimulation she wanted, what she needed, and started moving faster.
With her heartbeat pounding louder in her ears and her thoughts, though she couldn't understand why, on Tianzi and her wonderful fingers, Vanessa didn't hear the men approach her until one of them spoke aloud. “Well well! Look at that! They said she was a real piece of work, and they weren't kiddin'! Hell, I even like the color of her hair.”
Vanessa screamed, cringing, trying to imagine a way to bury herself with just her tail. She opened her eyes, seeing four of the guardsmen staring at her with hungry, lecherous looks. She saw that each of them had a bulge between their legs. She shook her head and screamed out again, trying to pull away, but then her eyes looked over them again, and she felt something she couldn't explain. To be looked at like they were looking at her was degrading, shameful, and wrong, but...but she suddenly couldn't look away. Her body seemed to tingle everywhere as she felt their dirty looks on her, and her body craved more.
Moaning again, long and low, Vanessa worked her crotch up and down against the ropes while her bound hands worked the ropes deeper into her. The eyes watching her only made her hotter, and she felt the pleasure-haze surge within her. She sucked hard at the gag, moaning and panting for more, doing everything but begging for the men to come to her. One of them took a step forward, the one who had first spoke, causing Vanessa to cry out in joy.
His friend quickly put a restraining arm out, however. “Now be careful, James. You know what the orders were, man. No touching her, otherwise you loose your dick as well as your job. It's not worth it for whore like that who ain't even trained right. Think about Subaru down in town, man; she's always at the whorehouse and knows more than this one does for sure.”
The one that had moved forward, James, looked frustrated, and even balled his fists. “Damn it! But I love purple! Just look at her! I could do that one all day and night for a week! Ah, damn it, damn it, damn it!” He got a wild look in his eyes then, and Vanessa knew that she was going to enjoy having him touch her. Without warning, he raised his fist and brought it down between his legs. He grunted in pain, doubling over and turning red for a moment, but then blew out his breath and stood straight again. His fellow guardsmen seemed not to think this was unusual. “Okay, I'm fine now...let's hurry up and get back to our posts then...”
Vanessa cried out as they started to leave, James the only one who lingered, waving to her with a dirty grin on his face before he hurried off. No! She had wanted him on her! She wanted them watching her while she brought herself off! She fought the ropes desperately, calling out incoherently behind the gag, hoping they would come back. She felt the overwhelming sense of pleasure fading quickly, without warning, her desire gone. It was one of the worst feelings she had experienced, a hundred times worse than when Tianzi had stopped.
With a mournful cry, Vanessa sagged against the bench, sobbing. Her body was sweaty and the ropes were chaffing, she felt the moisture between her legs, but the rope that split her pussy was more annoying now than pleasurable. She couldn't believe it; she just couldn't understand how she could have been so close to experiencing something so incredible, only to have it disappear in the blink of an eye, leaving her with such a sense of longing and loss. Would it always be like that now that she was one of the cat-slaves? Would she ever have the chance to feel what it was like to actually let those lusty desires come to a head within her? Would Tianzi or Raynard allow it?
As the hours passed, and the morning steadily grew warmer and more humid, heading into midday, Vanessa was more frustrated and desperate than she had ever been. Several more of the guards had stopped by to watch her, James returning at least three more times, and each time she had tried to submit herself to her desire. Her body had responded just the same while she was being watched, and her imagination had taken her to places she had never dreamed of; but, no matter how hard she tried, the men would leave before she could finish, and her desire would fade, leaving her either angry, sad, or just incredibly confused.
Though her body was unsatisfied, sticky, and sore, Vanessa managed to doze off as midday wore on, though the growing clouds over the ocean made her wonder if they would be leaving her outside for the storm. Her light nap ended when she heard a familiar clicking of heels on stone, and sure enough, Tianzi was returning, still wearing the same outfit she had wore before, though she scent of stewed beef and freshly baked bread still lingered on her, making Vanessa's stomach rumble.
Tianzi took a seat on the bench next to her, grinning down at her almost cruelly. “Well, well, well...how are we doing, slave? You're looking rather haggard...didn't you find what you were needing? Or, couldn't you do it without me touching you?” Vanessa blushed, shaking her head, causing Tianzi to laugh, and to run a gloved hand through Vanessa's sweaty hair, flicking her ear just enough to spark a small burst of pleasure. “Do you have an idea now of what it's like to be one of us? Just imagine how it feels to be like this all the time...craving pleasure with every fiber of your being, but being unable to do so without permission. It's not completely your fault that you couldn't find pleasure today; it's because I am in control of you, and I wouldn't allow you to.”
Vanessa looked up, uncomprehending. Tianzi patted her head again. “It's like this, slave...there is something of a mystical bond between a slave and her master, at least, that's how we've come to understand it. Whether you know it or not, you've accepted me as your mistress, and Master Raynard as your master. You cannot find the release you seek without us wanting you to. It's a strange thing, but something you will learn to accept in time.” Tianzi's hands went to the back of Vanessa's head, and the straps on the gag fell away.
Once Tianzi had removed the gag, Vanessa winced, her jaw aching after finally being able to move again. She cleared her throat, and spoke. “Mistress...do you mean that...no matter what...I can't ever make myself reach a climax? I have to have you or our master to do it for me?”
“Almost. Until we allow you to, you can't, but once we've decided that you have been trained well enough, you might find it possible...depending on how good a slave you are. I know, it doesn't make much sense, but...Anyway, if you beg for it, perhaps I will allow you a moment of pleasure?” Tianzi purred suggestively, rubbing her fingers on Vanessa's ears again.
“B-beg? I don't, I mean I-”
“Well, it's your decision, if you really don't want it, then that's fine by me.” Tianzi stood, leaving Vanessa staring in disbelief. She hadn't even given her a chance to try! It wasn't her fault she didn't know how to beg for something! “I'm going to take you back to the barn; a storm is blowing in, and you shouldn't be left out in it. And you're starting to stink, so I think it's about time for a bath.”
Vanessa waited patiently while Tianzi untied her, though she could only frown when the shackles were replaced. Tianzi had her stand while she collected the ropes and gag, piling them on top of the chest. Vanessa worked her limbs, not realizing just how stiff she had been. When she looked over her body, she saw the deep indentions of the rope on her skin. Her fingers traced over the marks on her stomach and legs, then on her breasts. She had never felt her body tingling like was now, all over the places she had been tied, like little fingers trying to tickle her...
“You're feeling all tingly aren't you? Your body is experiencing sensations you could never have imagined before, and I think you're enjoying them. Something tells me you'll be just fine before long.” Tianzi took hold of the collar chain and led Vanessa toward the barn, though Vanessa was busy trying to disprove Tianzi's statement. There was no way that she was getting used to such humiliation already...was there? No, it simply wasn't possible...or maybe it was...She was so confused, still hoping against hope that she was in a terrible dream.
Back in the barn, Tianzi took her to a short, wooden stool in the back, which sat over a cleared section of stone floor with a hole in the center. Once seated, Tianzi padlocked the shackles on Vanessa's ankles to a ring in the floor, and pointed to a water pump and bucket, and a fresh bar of soap. “Clean yourself off while I go find you something to eat.”
Vanessa looked to the pump first, then the bucket, and watched as Tianzi left. The lock on her shackles left her little room to spare, but she was able to fill the bucket without too much trouble, and went back to the stool. The water looked clean, but was cold to the touch. Grimacing, and wondering what Tianzi would do to her if she hadn't bathed herself. Vanessa took a deep breath and dumped the bucket over her head. She could have screamed when the cold gush fell over her, but she held it in, actually feeling rather refreshed once she was dripping wet in the humid, warm air.
She had to refill the bucket a few times, but had herself as clean as she could manage by the time Tianzi returned, and was dumping the last bucket over herself to clear the last of the soap. Tianzi sat a tray on another stool to move over to Vanessa, who could have drooled once the smell of stew, vegetables and bread hit her nose.
“Put your tongue back in your mouth,” Tianzi said playfully, unlocking the padlock and tossing it aside. She pointed to a small table in the corner. “There should be a towel and a brush there for you try off and comb your hair. When you've finished, come to me and we'll see about feeding you.”
Vanessa nodded. “Yes, Mistress Tianzi.” Once she was at the table, Vanessa found the towel, worn and old, but clean, an worn brush, and even a mirror. She tried herself first, getting beneath the shackles and collar as best she could manage, taking special care to clear the water from her tail fur, and took her time with her hair. It seemed odd, combing through the purple strands, but they were certainly her own now. After perhaps a hundred strokes with the brush, something she had always done, she replaced it on the table and left the wet towel hanging off the edge before she went back to Tianzi, who was sitting in the chair Raynard had sat in the night before, the covered tray on a stool next to her.
Tianzi looked angry, and if the riding crop she was tapping against her palm was any indication, Vanessa was not going to like what was about to happen. She suddenly sat up in the chair, riding crop held to Vanessa's throat like a sword. “It's about time you finished! How dare you keep your mistress waiting?! On your knees, now!”
Jumping at the sharp tone, Vanessa instantly fell to her knees in front of Tianzi. “I'm sorry, I didn't know that-”
“Shut up! It occurred to me that you haven't been properly reeducated on how to beg, so, I think it's time for another lesson. Do you really want to eat today, slave?”
Swallowing in her suddenly dry throat, Vanessa nodded. “Yes, mistress.”
Tianzi's anger cooled, just a bit, as she sat back, and crossed her legs. “Tell me, slave, what is it that you want?”
“I want to eat, mistress.” Vanessa yelped as the crop fell on her shoulder.
“No! You have to ask me for it! It's not about what you want, but about what I am willing to give you! You're a slave, so speak like one, act like one. Try again.”
Vanessa hesitated, biting her lip, then tried again. “Um...please, mistress...I'm hungry, and-” The crop slapped against her other shoulder.
Tianzi growled. “Don't sound so whiny. You should be proud, overjoyed to be asking me for something. Remember, it's not about your pleasure, but mine! Again!”
At a loss, Vanessa felt her heartbeat increasing as she tried to think of just what Tianzi wanted to see. She tried to remember back to her meetings with other nobles, how their cat-slaves had acted. Why couldn't she remember? She couldn't focus her thoughts, they were going everywhere. A sharp slap of leather against her breast jolted her back to reality, her hands covering herself defensively as she yelped again.
“What are you waiting for? Or don't you want your meal?”
Vanessa's eyes were wide, her hands going to Tianzi's booted feet, and her heart was pounding. “No, please, mistress! Please, don't take it away! Please allow me to eat something! Please, mistress!”
Tianzi smiled, though Vanessa saw her tail twitch. “Better, but not good enough. Perhaps you should try showing me how much you appreciate my kindness by licking my boots?”
“What?” Vanessa knew that she was in trouble the moment the word slipped from her mouth. Tianzi rose from the chair in a heartbeat, fire in her eyes. Vanessa cringed, shaking with fear. Snatching the collar chain, Tianzi pulled her forward, then pushed a heeled foot into Vanessa's back, forcing her face to the hay-covered floor.
“How dare you backtalk me?! You ungrateful little worm!” Vanessa squealed when Tianzi struck the crop against her ass, much harder this time, several times in a row, all the while grinding her heel right into her spine.
Vanessa screamed, fresh tears in her eyes. “I'm sorry, Mistress! I didn't know better! Please, forgive me!”
Tianzi landed another handful of strikes against Vanessa's bottom, then pressed harder against her back. “If you're so sorry, then why aren't you licking my boots to make up for it?”
Vanessa thought that it was because Tianzi was currently grinding her boots into her back, but then she shifted, a boot settling in front of Vanessa. Swallowing her disgust and fear, Vanessa's hands grabbed at the dark leather, and her lips soon followed. She kissed over Tianzi's toes, and soon had her tongue following the contour of the boot. After a few moments, Tianzi lifted her other foot from Vanessa's back, and settled back into the chair. Vanessa scooted back up to her knees, holding Tianzi's foot in her hands still, licking along the sides of her foot, and then up along the laces. The taste of leather in her mouth was overwhelming, and her face was burning with shame, but it hurt less than her backside did at the moment.
Once Vanessa had thoroughly covered most of the boot, Tianzi shifted her legs, placing the unlicked boot before Vanessa. Under a very watchful and cold stare, Vanessa kissed the boot and proceeded to lick it just as she had the other one. She kept her eyes closed for the most part, not wanting to see what she was doing, and after an apparent eternity, Tianzi placed both of her feet on the floor and lifted Vanessa's chin with the end of the riding crop.
“Awww...is the poor little girl feeling sad and humiliated? If you think you'll only have to worship my boots once, you're mistaken. Now, tell me, slave, what do you want?”
Taking a breath, Vanessa eased down and planted a kiss on each of Tianzi's boots, right over her toes, and kept her head low. “Please, Mistress Tianzi...if it would...if it would please you...may I please have something to eat?” For good measure, Vanessa kissed her boots again, then sat back on her knees, looking hopefully to Tianzi. Inside, she felt horrible, shamed and humiliated, but somehow, in a way she couldn't explain, she knew that it felt...right.
Tianzi rubbed a finger under her chin, weighing Vanessa's performance. Finally she smirked. “I suppose I'll give you something, slave. You are just learning after all, but I must say, that your latest attempt was not bad. Crawl over into that stall there, and I will feed you, slave.”
Vanessa bowed her head. “Thank you, mistress.” Vanessa dropped to her hands again, and crawled into the fenced section of the barn Tianzi had pointed to, frowning when she saw the metal ring sticking through the chain in the center of the stall. Tianzi followed her in only a moment later, placing the covered tray on the ground in front of Vanessa, who came to rest on her knees.
Tianzi looped the collar chain through the metal ring set into the floor, and used another, larger padlock to secure it there. She crouched before Vanessa, patting her head. “Enjoy dinner, slave. There is a chamber pot here should you need it. Once you've eaten, I would suggest resting up; we have much more to learn tomorrow.”
Vanessa winced at the thought of more lessons, but nodded. “Thank you for the advice, Mistress.” Tianzi grinned, rubbing Vanessa's ear for a moment before she stood and left the stall, closing the wooden gate and latching it behind her before she left the barn. Vanessa sighed heavily, nearly becoming overwhelmed with a wave of sorrow that welled up inside of her. A few deep breaths later, she had calmed herself enough to uncover the food tray, and immediately felt her mouth water, her stomach growl. It was a bowl of stew, filled with pieces of meat and vegetables, with a dinner roll on the side, and a cup of water. Everything was cold, the roll shriveled, but at this point, Vanessa didn't care; she was starving.
With no utensils, Vanessa had to use her hands and the roll to scrape the stew into her mouth, but with her growling stomach, it was only a minor inconvenience at this point. She greedily ate every last bit she could scrape from the bowl, and licked her fingers over and over again until she could taste no more stew there. The cup of water was gone seconds later, leaving her with a mostly full feeling, though she could certainly have eaten more.
By this time, Vanessa could hear raindrops hitting against the thatch roof, with increasing frequency and force. Vanessa stood to look out the barn door, finding that the chain barely gave her enough room to stand up straight, let alone walk around. Instead, she went back to her hands and knees, and could just reach the stall wall this way. Outside, it had gotten much darker, and the wind was actually blowing in gusts, sometimes sending rain two or three feet into the barn.
The stall itself was filled with hay, quite a bit piled in one corner, and the banged up chamber pot Tianzi had promised her. Otherwise, she only had the food tray, bowl and cup, which she placed back on the tray and covered, pushing toward the gate. Vanessa gathered up some of the hay and piled it up, lying herself down into it. It was rough, and a far cry from a real bed, but thankfully, she wasn't chained up by her wrists this time.
Though the wind was blowing harder, and thunder rumbled ever closer, Vanessa closed her eyes and tried to make the best of it. Her spirit was at an all-time low now, her hopes of an honorable death long gone, and even though it had just been two days, she was already feeling broken. She had not imagined herself so weak of will before, but after that first whipping, after the humiliation she had suffered from being tied up and placed on display...how could she survive? What hope did she have? A cat-slave now, and, if she was truly, completely transformed, that could mean she may live two more centuries or more, suffering at the hands of countless cruel humans who saw her as a toy to please them. There was no way she could manage to stay alive, or at least no way to keep her sanity. She couldn't handle anymore degradation, she just couldn't!
As Vanessa lay upon the hay pile, rolling over, her thoughts a complete mess, her mind seemed to fixate upon her lesson earlier that day, on how she had found excitement from being watched by the guards. She should have been completely and utterly shamed, wishing it only to stop, wishing to be able to dig a hole for herself to hide in. But, she had actually enjoyed them watching her squirm in the rope prison. There was no sense in denying it now; her body had gotten aroused, and she had wanted them inside of her. It was a realization that scared her now, though she hadn't understood it when it had first happened.
She hugged her arms around herself and pulled her knees to her chest, the air turning rather cool very quickly. Vanessa tried to think of anything else as she lay there, but her thoughts were constantly going back to the hungry eyes gazing at her bound flesh, at the erections each of the men had not tried to hide. And that one, James, who had come back so many times, leering at her, saying how much he wished he could have her. The thought, while initially repulsive, soon sparked a seed of desire within her, and almost without regret, Vanessa began to massage her nipples with her fingers, breath quickening.
With her mind focusing on men watching her, looking upon her with hunger and desire, Vanessa let her hand slip between her legs, fingers rubbing over her lower lips. The pleasure-haze began to creep into her again, and she moaned softly. Vanessa couldn't understand why she did what she did; in all of her life, she had never touched herself in such a way, nor had she ever felt any kind of desire from having a man look at her. Even with her husband, she had felt embarrassed each time they had done it, at least a little. Now...now she thought of a group of men, tying her up like Tianzi had, and using her for their pleasure, each one inside of her, pounding hard...
She cried out, her fingers plunging deeper inside and rolling her nipple. Vanessa was burning up again, panting for air, and she wanted more. The fingers between her lips rubbed her special spot quickly, sending waves of pleasure through her body, feeding the haze, forcing her to the point of no return. It was incredible...she was almost there...she could feel it, that wonderful climax building inside her again. Vanessa cried out joyfully, working her fingers faster, craving the release, wanting nothing more than to feel so good!
Suddenly the haze disappeared, blown away by an unseen force, like smoke getting blown away by a strong wind. “No! No no no!” she whined, rolling onto her back, trying to catch her breath. She had been so close! James was in her head, pounding himself into her from behind, and she had been happy, and then...all gone, like she had never even started her fantasy. “Why? Why couldn't I...”
Vanessa broke into tears, rolling to her side again. She looked at the hand that had been between her legs, glistening with her own wetness, smelling strongly of her sex-scent. Could Tianzi had been serious? If she and Raynard had not wanted Vanessa to have pleasure, was it really true that she couldn't bring herself to climax? She had to have their permission to have any kind of happiness in her life now? Sadness and shame overwhelmed her, and Vanessa screamed, sobbing loudly into the hay. Nothing was her own now; everything she was belonged to someone else, and there was nothing she could do to change it, nothing at all...Her anguished cries rivaled the fury of the storm that blew outside, ending only just before the storm finally blew itself out later that evening, when she had finally fallen into a fitful, nightmarish sleep.
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