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.