Kitten
I used my sleeve to wipe the tears from my cheek before turning my attention to him. “Hey Douglas, comin’ to give me a bit of comfort?”
He whined at me and showed me his asshole.
“Oh for fuck’s sake, you could at least pretend to be interested in my problems!” Men like him only want one thing from a girl. “Fine, ya selfish little prick. Here ya go.”
I grabbed the bag of fishy treats from my purse and scattered them on the ground. Couple of the other regulars started darting out of the bushes. “Fatass! Argyle! And is that Tabitha?! Haven’t seen you forever girl!”
I bent down and stroked her head, she purred as I picked out a stick tangled in her tail. I was still all bent up about Mistress when I left and figured if I was gonna cry I should get it out now. And feedin’ the cats in Pussycat Park always made me feel better.
I sniffed and pulled out my compact. Fixed myself up a little while the cats all rubbed against my legs. “You guys be good to each other! I’ll be back soon. Mama’s gotta go do a bad thing.”
I started by making a few phone calls on my way over to pick up Wolf.
“Yeah, it’ll be a lot of work.” I wanted to do this tonight, luckily I have a lot of connections. “Yeah, I know you got appointments. Just rebook em’. Listen Janice, is anyone gonna pay you better than me? No. Let whoever is getting bumped know that the visit is free. I’ll cover anything they want. Alright, love ya. You’re the best!”
I paused in front of his apartment. He wasn’t a bad fella, truth be told I really liked him. And what I was gonna do might be something he would be into… eventually. But I didn’t have time for that, I was just gonna throw him in the deep end and hope he doesn’t drown.
Because when I close my eyes I see it. My beautiful Mistress, on her knees with Red’s spit dripping off her divine face. And Red’s laughter…
Fuck it. Sorry, Wolf.
I gave his door a little rhythmic knock.
Shave and a haircut…
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Wolf
I swung the door open as soon as she knocked. God damn, she looked amazing.
“Wow, someone missed me. Didn’t even let me get to the ‘two bits’.”
She normally wore those conservative outfits that hid her shape. Today Kitten was decked out in this short, floral dress. It hugged her curves and the neckline plunged deep between her full breasts. I wanted to snap that thin strap that went around her neck and release them.
I’ve been climbing the walls since Kitten called. Red still hadn’t answered my messages. I didn’t even know where she was staying. Something was up. The strange way the business trip happened to pop up. She didn’t want dropped off at the airport. And now she won’t even talk to me.
And what really got to me was I felt like I deserved it. I had been cheating on her, not that she knew. Hell, we even had the best date we’ve had in years right before she left. I felt like we were really getting close again. It felt like it used to… then she went away. It was a lonely feeling.
And now I get this invitation for a ‘fun night out’. Knowing Kitten, we won’t just be going to the bar for some drinks.
She was smiling again. “You seem more cheerful,” I said. She had just been so low when she showed up at my door last night.
She bounced up and kissed my cheek. I had butterflies. “Yeah, thanks for the pick me up. How are you doin’? I don’t mean to pry, but I was worried about ya since you told me I got you fired.”
I shook my head. “Not your fault. I’m a man, I made a choice. And honestly, I probably would do it again.”
She playfully swatted at my chest. “Oh you flatterer. Is fuckin’ my ass really that much better than gainful employment?”
God, she made me turned on. The crass way she had with words, how she was always touching me, and that sweet little face behind those adorable glasses. “So, what did you want to do?”
“Oh, I thought tonight I would take you to the bar for some drinks.” Oh, maybe not a crazy night after all.
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Kitten
“First thing’s first. Let me take care of ya.” I reached into my bag and pulled out two small bundles. I tossed them on Wolf’s table. “There ya go.”
His eyes went big as dinner plates. “Wait, what?”
“You’re gonna need money. I’ve got money. Twenty thousand should float you a bit, yeah? It’s not like you live an upscale lifestyle here.” He blinked at the cash like he expected it to bite him. “Is that not enough?”
“What?! No! It’s… it’s too much. I can’t take this…” I cut him off with a sweet little kiss. Made sure to press the girls against his chest too. Like shootin’ fish in a barrel.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re gonna pay me back, actually.”
It was cute watchin’ him try to work out the math. “How… how could I possibly do that?”
“Well, you’re gonna start by fulfilling a little fantasy of mine.” Ha, bulge in the pants already. “You wanna do that for me, right?”
Practically drooling as he was shakin’ his head up and down. “Of course!”
“Good, it’s a harsh bit of roleplay. I’ve done it before but I wanted to try somethin’ different with it this time. Let me explain, so there’s this really cute girl havin’ a bad time. So she gets taken out by her friend to a bar.” I cozied up to him, pushin’ him back toward the wall.
He gave me a horny smirk. “I like it already.”
“I thought you might. Now let me finish. They get drinkin’, probably a bit too much. The friend gets the girl a hotel room. And she’s lookin’ real good, ya know what I mean. A little too good to leave alone. So the friend, well they start gettin’ a bit aggressive. And the poor girl, she’s kinda wasted. And she tells her friend ‘no’, but the friend don’t listen.”
That animal look in his eyes when I played reluctant was back. Fuck, made me horny. But I stuck to my plan. He asks me, “And then what?”
“Then? You’re just gonna have to wait and see. But I don’t think the girl is gettin’ out of that hotel room without somethin’ really nasty happening to her.” I ran my fingers along his pants, tracing the outline of his cock. “Tell me you’ll do it.”
“Yes!” No hesitation at all.
“Good boy.” I unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. He closed his eyes and enjoyed my soft touch. “You’re gonna have lots of fun as the girl.”
“Yeah, I will.” Took him a few seconds, granted I was bein’ a bit of a distraction. “Wait, what?!”
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Wolf
She gripped my cock tight. Kitten normally had a gentleness to her appearance, it was easy to forget how in shape she was. As she yanked down hard, I could see the muscle definition in her arm. I yelped and dropped to the ground. On my knees I was almost as tall as her, but in that moment she seemed to have the presence of a giant. “What don’t you understand? You’re gonna be my pretty lady tonight. I’ve got it all arranged.”
“I… I can’t be…”
“Oh yes you can! You already agreed, didn’t ya? Or did you think you were gonna be takin’ advantage of me again?” She kicked off her sandals and grabbed me by the ear. I felt like I was being bullied on a school yard as she dragged me to the floor.
“No, Kitten! I didn’t mean… I thought…”
“Don’t think, you’ll hurt yourself. Now shut your trap and listen, cause it’s time for you to understand somethin’.” She stood over me, pressed the ball of her foot against my chest till I laid flat under her. “Remember what you said? I had a really laugh about it. When you told me you were learnin’ to ‘embrace your dominance’?”
She wasn’t wearing underwear, and damn the view was nice from down there. It would have been enjoyable if not for the sick feeling in my belly. I completely froze as she ran her toe down my stomach.
“Oh for fucks sake, you can shake your head.” I nodded a yes. “Good, now the thing is, you ain’t dominant. Wolfie, you may not understand the lifestyle but I’m gonna give you a real good education tonight.”
Kitten curled her toes over the head of my cock, rubbing and massaging it in a way I had never experienced. And looking up, I saw her wet thighs and glorious bush glistening.
“You think cause you fuck a girl in the ass that you were in charge? Have you ever done one fuckin’ thing to me that I didn’t ask for?”
I shook my head ‘no’. I had answered before thinking, but I realized it was the truth. Every act of ‘dominance’ had been her fantasy. When I wasn’t being aggressive enough, she made me go harder.
“Of course not! You can’t even fuck your fiancée how you want. You’re a simp, A weak little man who needs to be told how to use his own dick.”
I… I wanted to be angry. I wanted to tell her she was wrong… But it made too much sense. Red was in charge. She kept track of our finances, controlled when and how we had sex. And now Kitten was in control of my life, and I would give up everything to satisfy her passing whims. Fuck, it even cost me my job and I didn’t care.
She flattened her foot on my cock, and started rubbing it as I groaned. “Tell me I’m right.”
“Y-you’re… Yes.”
“That’ll be, ‘Yes Miss Kitten’ from now on.”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.”
I never knew toes could feel that way. They were small, but firm and supple. And the way she moved them, rapping them on my shaft as her foot moved up and down. “Good boy. No, not boy. Maybe you should start getting used to it now.”
She pressed her heel into my balls, painfully as she crunched her toes over the head of my cock. Within moments I squirt semen so hard I splashed my own chin.
She dipped her toes into my sticky mess and brought it to my mouth. I obeyed before she asked. Sucking my cum off her till she was clean. “Good girl.”
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Kitten
“You outta start thinkin’ about what kind of girl you’re gonna be.” He was bright red, eyeballin’ the driver like he thought the fella gave a damn about what we were talking about.
“What do you mean?” He was nearly whispering.
So I went ahead and spoke loudly, “You’re playin’ the role of my girl tonight. I want you in character. Doesn’t have to be perfect, but build her in your head. Like for instance, what sort of drink does she order? Is she shy?” I ran my hand up the inside of his thigh. “How does she suck cock?”
OK, that did get the driver’s attention. He nearly swerved into oncoming traffic. “Do I have to answer now?” He was so nervous, it was really gettin’ me going.
“Think about it, and maybe Janice can help you figure some things out.”
“Who’s Janice?”
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Wolf
“Kitten! You little slut, when was the last time I did you up?” I suppose it was dumb to just assume Janice to be a woman. At least they weren’t now. The salon was covered in photos and paintings of the same Asian beauty. Currently, Janice just had their makeup on but otherwise was sharply dressed as a dandy man.
“Too long, Janice. Think it’s been a few months, not since we went to that concert where we took them boys home. Remember, the one’s with all the tattoos and shit?”
Janice smiled dreamily. “Oh yeah, still can’t believe I had a pair of brothers both in me at once.”
Kitten tilted her head. “They were brothers? You know, I guess they looked alike. Both hung to the right too.”
They laughed and they kissed her on the cheek. “But you wanted a rush job! We’ll have to catch up later. So this is what I’m working with?” They looked me up and down with a puzzled look on their face. “You’ve never done this before, have you?”
Kitten watched me with a pleased smirk as I fidgeted. “No.”
“Ever dressed up as a girl? Maybe as a kid or Halloween?”
“No… wait. Once in college. For a frat party I was invited to.” I had forgotten about that till now.
“And how did you look?” They squinted and examined me like I was a piece of meat.
I thought hard about it. “Weird. I just sort of put a dress on. I was Alice from Alice in Wonderland. We went as a group and I drew the short straw.”
“Hmm, it was a bad choice. You would have made a better Queen of Hearts. Well, take off your clothes Honey. I have to make a plan here.”
I looked at Kitten, trying to plead with my eyes to reconsider. I think that just encouraged her. “Well go on, strip down.”
I slipped off my t-shirt and kicked off my pants. Janice nodded along and started marking some things down in notepad. “Nice body, that we can definitely work with. You should start running, Honey. Your legs are nice but with a little effort you could make me jealous. But Kitten, all the hair?!”
“Yeah, I know. That’s why I told you to clear out some time. Don’t act like you don’t got an industrial sized tub of hot wax back there.” My skin prickled at the mention of that. I had never even considered waxing.
To my mortification, the door swung open. This creepy looking old guy with a little case walked in and looked me over with a disturbing smile. “My my, what do we have here?”
“There he is! Wolf, the Tailor. Tailor, my pet Wolf.”
I would have been more polite except for the way he licked his lips and grinned. It put me off. “Pleasure’s all mine”
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Kitten
Ha! Poor Wolfie wasn’t ready for the tailor. The way he looked at me like he was tryin’ to ask if it was normal for your dressmaker to fondle your balls. He had taken his measurement and my order. Tight. I want him wrapped like a sausage, like the only way out of the dress was tearing it off his body. Woo! I was already excited thinkin’ about it.
Then it was back to Janice. “Ok, Honey. I need you to go to the back and take a quick shower. After that we’re gonna make you nice and smooth.”
He nodded, Wolf wasn’t sayin’ much at this point.
“And Wolfie,” I added.
“Yes, Kit… I’m sorry. Yes, Miss Kitten?”
He was startin’ to get it. “Remember your lesson in the park? What was step one?”
His eyes went wide as he understood what I had planned for him tonight. He obediently answered. “Clean up the parlor before you invite guests over.”
I went over and gave him a kiss on the nose. “Good girl. Janice’s shower has a powerful hose. Make sure to clean yourself out good.” I pressed my tits against him, he was already sweatin’. “You wouldn’t want to upset me by fuckin’ it up, would you?”
He swallowed the lump in his throat. “No, Miss Kitten.”
He got cleaned up quick enough. Next was the waxing. Now when it comes to removing body hair, I think there is no greater evidence in the world that men are all giant pussies. You’ve never heard such bitchin’ and moaning. He even asked if I would stay with him and hold his hand. I squeezed his fist through the tender bits as he kicked and whined. But then I left him to Janice. I needed to get ready too.
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Wolf
Janice gave me some lotion to rub on my skin and pat me on the head. “Don’t worry, the blotchy patches will clear up quick. Such a brave little soldier! Kitten, he’s all done!” I wore only a small towel wrapped around my waist. The only hair left on my body was the tidy patch around my junk and the hair on my balls.
She called back from the front room. “Good, Tailor just dropped off the goods. Had to chase the hornball away. He insisted on putting it on her personally.” I shuddered at the thought of his bony fingers touching me again.
I ran my hand over my legs and my chest. I hadn’t been this smooth since I was a kid. I rubbed my thighs together, enjoying how pure and elegant the sensation was. I was starting to get a hard on. Then she stepped around the corner.
“Sorry, haven’t quite gotten myself together yet either.” The first thing I saw was those boots. Shining jet black platform high heels with silver rivets that laced all the way up to her knee. Kitten didn’t walk, she glided in them. One foot crossing in front of the other followed by a firm and commanding click as her heel came down.
And above that, black pantyhose that were already torn. They climbed up her hips and over her ass. Nothing else. No underwear, no shirt. Just the black lipstick she had worn that first night. The one I had picked out for when she sucked my cock.
“You’re gonna catch flies like that.” She put a finger under my chin and pushed my mouth shut. I hadn’t even realized it was hanging open. “Janice, give us a few minutes. I’ll get him started.”
They shook their head and laughed. “Alright, but remember you’re on the clock Kitten. Don’t take too long.” Janice’s gaze lingered on us as they slipped back to the front of the store.
Kitten… Miss Kitten pulled at my towel and it fell to the ground. She gestured to the fur-lined chair. Without taking my eyes off her, I sat down. She ran her fingertips over my arms and chest. That perverted smile she had, that one that I had come to cherish, was plastered on her face as she knelt down between my legs.
She rested her head on my thigh, her hand caressing my other leg. “So smooth. How do ya feel?” I felt her breasts against my legs, such a pure and gentle feeling without the hair.
I wrapped my arms around myself and enjoyed the sensation of being touched. “Soft.”
“Good girl. I’ve got presents for you.” She laid the box down on the ground next to me and took off the lid. “Tonight we dress in black.” She grabbed me by the cock and ran her thumb up and down the head. “Who do you belong to?”
Without a thought, the words came. “You, Miss Kitten.” She rewarded me. She pulled my cock down and right above the freshly landscaped line of pubic hair she planted her black lips marking me with a kiss.
She let go of my aching dick, leaving it to dribble as she took out a pair of panties. They were fine lace with butterflies and flowers on the ass. Only a silky, shiny triangle of fabric on the front for modesty. “Feet out, little girl.”
I did as she commanded. And slowly, the soft and tantalizing fabrics slid upward. The black stood in stark contrast with my now shiny, pale legs. I pressed my back against the chair and raised my hips and she slipped them over my cock. As I felt the delicate fabric close around me something wonderful and feminine fluttered in my chest. I realized I was running my fingers over my breasts.
Kitten helped me into my garters, which hung daintily from my thighs as they waited for their silken partners. Then I leaned back in the chair and put out my foot under her order. And slowly, wonderfully she unrolled the stocking up my leg. The juxtaposition between the the girlish wonder and the raging hard on was dizzying. “What sexy legs you have. You know, it’s makin’ it real hard for me to wait.”
My mind raced with ideas of who I now was. Kitten’s questions in the car rattled around my brain. “Long Island iced teas.”
She gave me a smitten grin. “What was that, baby girl?”
“That’s what I drink. And I am shy… until I loosen up that is. And when I suck cock I…” She raised herself up and pressed her finger on my lips.
“Shh. Show me tonight, don’t tell me.” And Kitten’s warm, sticky lips nibbled on my earlobe as the hairs on my neck raised. “I’m going to finish gettin’ ready. Tell Janice all about yourself, she’ll take care of it from here.”
I blushed and nodded. “Thank you, Miss Kitten.”
Then I felt her hand on my throat, squeezing. A sudden dizzy euphoria rushed through my body as she growled in my ear, “You’re so fucking pretty. That’s why I’m gonna hurt you tonight, you know that?”
Fuck.
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Kitten
I went black and brooding with my look. Dark makeup with crimson highlights to really make myself into a Gothic queen. I knew I was probably on the right track when I planned this, but his reaction showed I was dead on. Ever since he picked out that black lipstick I knew the sort of woman that dominated his fantasies.
I finished slicking my hair down and curling it around my ears. “Stop teasin’ me Janice! I want to see my date!”
“Kitten, Honey. You owe me extra for tonight. She’s amazing.”
“I’ll believe it when I see…” It was my turn to gawk. She stepped out clumsily, still getting used to those mercifully short heels. I owe that Tailor a fuckin’ good blowjob for this. She was wrapped tight in a leather tube dress. Her garters were visible on her thighs and pulled tight.
“You seem a bit speechless, Kitten.” She spoke with a breathy voice, low and sultry with shades of Marilyn. Then she turned to reveal the back. Golden rivets climbed from the top of her ass up her back. The crisscrossing ribbons bound her, giving a womanly hourglass shape. The only trace of Wolf’s manliness was the distinct bulge in the front of the dress. She was feelin’ it.
Her makeup matched mine. Dramatic and dark. Gave us a real vamp look. And a bright red wig that was done into one long braid with a black ribbon that hung over her shoulder. “What’s your name, beautiful?”
She blushed. “I don’t know, Miss Kitten. I was hoping you could help me.”
I licked my lips. I knew exactly who she was.
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Wol… Vixen
“Say cheese, Vixen!” Kitten held her camera up and we posed together before entering the dank and sweltering nightclub.
Pretty. I was pretty. And everyone was looking at me because I was pretty. The word just echoed through my mind with every careful step. I didn’t want to ruin the illusion with a silly fall. Kitten had tied a silk scarf around my waist. She told me I wasn’t otherwise allowed to hide it or tuck. And so long as the piece of fabric was there, I was a pretty girl.
The club was loud and hot. Even in the middle of the week it seemed crowded, but Kitten held my hand and took me to the bar. I had never been here before, nor had I ever stepped foot into the expensive hotel that was attached. The lights flashed with the music and I felt my veins pumping inside tightly wrapped leather.
“Two Long Islands ya filthy prick!” Kitten shouted at the long haired bartender.
He turned around, he had dark tanned skin and those shining locks that went down to his back were… was I finding a guy sexy? I hadn’t really ever considered it before. Why haven’t I ever explored that tug, the attraction I felt to some men? He gave me a knowing look and I melted in it. “Kitten! Coming right up! Who’s your friend?”
“Ha! We’re all just a bunch of animals here tonight. Bear, this is Vixen. Vixen, Bear.” His face had a handsome broad nose and his cheekbones seemed like they were chiseled on. I wondered if I had met him yesterday, before I was Vixen, if I would have felt the same. “I’m tryin’ to lift her spirits a bit. You see this Red prick ran out on her, left her all alone and isn’t returning her calls.”
I felt an intense guilt when she mentioned Red… but was she telling the truth? Red just ran off, hasn’t even sent me so much as a text. I tried to push it from my mind. “Very pleased to meet you, Bear.” I gave me a demure smile. I was flirting, and it felt great.
“The pleasure is all mine. Let me go get those drinks ready for you ladies.” He winked at me and my knees felt weak.
“Like what you see, Vixen?” I turned to Kitten. Had I ever been surrounded by so many attractive people? I felt drunk on it before I even had a drip of alcohol. “I’ve got somethin’ for ya.”
She reached into her purse and pulled out a small container. I watched her curiously as she slipped something in her mouth. “What are you…” Kitten grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me close. She plunged her tongue into my mouth. I rubbed my smooth legs together, my body wrapped in so many new sensations. It was only then that I realized she had shoved a pill into my throat.
“That’s what I like to see, ladies!” Bear gave us a smug grin as he slid us our drinks. “You let me know if there’s anything else I can do for you two.”
I swallowed hard as I watched his eyes devour my body. The pill went with it. I found myself asking without thinking. “Anything?”
“For you, anything,” he confirmed. I grabbed my drink and Kitten pulled us to an open table along the edge of the dance floor.
“Miss Kitten,” I asked trying not to sound too bothered by it. “What did I just swallow?”
She had a cruel look on her face. “Remember that thing Mistress gave ya? The one that made you hard for half a day?” I felt my stomach turn in a knot. I did. The needs it caused, the erection it gave me was painful when it wasn’t attended. And with this tight dress how was I going to hide that? Then she slipped the scarf off my waist and tucked it into her purse.
“Kitten! I need that!” I felt exposed, like I might as well have been naked as I was painfully aware of the defined lump in the front of my dress.
“It’s dark, a lot of people won’t notice.” She took a long drink from her cup and leaned close to me. “But some will.”
I was excited and terrified. My whole idea of my gender was distorted and blended as my identity became muddied. “C-can I please have the scarf back?”
“Not a chance.” Then she whispered into my ear, low and smoky in a way that sent a haunting chill through my body. “By morning I’m going to break you.”
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Kitten
She had a scared look in her eyes. I was gettin’ off to it. Vixen was fun to rattle. Not that I was lying to her at all about my intentions. And I was impressed with how fast she was getting into the swing of things. It was gonna be an amusing night. She could be a bit more relaxed though. I lifted my glass and nodded to hers. “Drink up, Buttercup!”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.” Loved the way that sounded. More and more I was findin’ myself getting hooked on Wolf or Vixen or whoever they were. Reminded me of me, ready to jump in with both feet and do some stupid shit. Like how she was pounding that drink. The dance floor lights flashed behind her and I watched liquor run down her chin. It was makin’ me feel things.
“Good girl!” She blushed, Vixen liked hearin’ that. “So you like Bear?”
She nodded. Too shy to admit it in words.
“Pretty man. That fuckin’ hair, right?!” She looked over to him with a dreamy look in her eyes. I’ll use him later. “C’mon. Let’s dance.”
“But…”
“Just let go, you’re fuckin’ beautiful. Let your body decide what to do.” I pulled her by the wrist and brought her out to the floor. It wasn’t as crowded as usual, but everyone was keeping to a tight group. It’s why I came here, not a bunch of wallflowers at this bar.
Some people get weird about dancin’, like it’s this big thing you need to learn. But it’s all about letting go and feelin’ it. Who cares if you’re not amazing, it’s for you. And that’s what I did. I kept close to Vixen, shaking my body and feeling the rhythmic thumping base of the song. I rubbed against her, and pressed my breasts against her. At first she watched, and then she started imitating me.
Soon she found her own movements, one’s that suited her taller, lanky body. It wasn’t graceful by any means, but there was something wonderfully primal about it. Gave me shivers. And then I as we got into it, the groping started. Another reason I love this place.
Vixen’s eye’s went wide, someone had grabbed her chest. Then another hand caressed her ass. I felt her pull away from me. Mistress’ special blend had to be kickin’ in, and when there was a flash of light I could see it was taking affect. I turned and shoved my ass into her lap and began to grind against her.
She held onto my waist as more hands and fingers grazed over our bodies. She met my pace, and I could see the fear and lust on her face as she succumbed to the moment. Then it got rougher. I looked back and realized it wasn’t her own rhythm anymore, but of the large fella who was behind her.
Big Samoan fella named Jasper, we’ve hooked up before. And I can only imagine how Vixen felt with that soup can of a cock he had pushing against her backside. I pushed back, keeping her sandwiched between us. All that touching and sweat got to her, and I could feel Vixens cock thumping against her leather dress. Yeah, she was coming.
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Vixen
I tried to escape, but large hands held my waist. Kitten’s firm ass continued to make me pump cum inside my leather casing. I felt it coat my belly and run down into those beautiful panties I was wearing. I closed my eyes and started to feel sick, overwhelmed by the onslaught of sensation. I put my hand over my mouth and ran for the bathroom.
The hands let me go, and I recklessly stumbled in my heels through the crowd. I went inside and leaned over a urinal, gasping as the churning began to settle. “Hey beautiful, you lost?” I knew that voice.
Then I realized out of instinct I had gone to the wrong bathroom. I looked up and two men were looking at me with hungry eyes. Brad and the new intern from my work. Well, the place I used to work till yesterday. They were going to tell everyone what they saw, about what I was doing! The sick feeling was coming again. “Maybe we should take her out back? Show her a real good time?” That intern, fuck I never learned his name, had the most terrifying look on his face.
Brad came at me from behind. “Why out back, let’s just take her to a stall right here.” His fingers slipped under the straps of my garter belt and he tugged a clip loose. I felt the stocking slack and could feel a scream building in my chest.
“Fellas, get your fuckin’ mitts off my property.” I realized I was choking back tears. I almost began crying when I saw Kitten. I had gotten so scared.
“Kitten…” I weakly called to her.
“That’s Miss Kitten, or did you forget you drunken bitch?” Brad and… whoever backed away from me, but the looks on their faces seemed like they weren’t quite ready to give up yet.
“Sorry, Miss Kitten.” I lowered my eyes as she approached me.
“You two, get the fuck out of here.” They seemed like they were about to object when she added, “Go to the bar and order us two Long Island’s. You owe me for handlin’ the goods. And we’ll see where we go from there.”
They both smirked at me. Brad answered, “Yes, Ma’am!”
I could see she was angry. “Miss Kitten…”
“How dare you run away from me. You embarrassed me!” She sneered and pushed me backward. I coward, and shrunk away. I hardly realized she was corralling me until I tripped and fell back into a dirty stall that stank of piss. “Did I say you could leave?”
“N-no Miss Kitten.” She was scaring me, and fuck did it turn me on. It was a thrill to be treated like this. I scrambled back on the soiled floor until my back was against the toilet.
Kitten lifted her dress, not bothering to even shut the stall door behind her. She saw the fear in my eyes. It fed a vile lust, a barbaric desire to make something innocent and beautiful unclean. I had known it well, that’s how Kitten had made me feel when I saw her on the bus.
She pushed my face into her cunt. She was so wet that she leaked through into my mouth. Her eyes felt violating. She slipped the phone out of her purse to film me. I licked her through the mesh, doing my best to please her while wallowing between her thighs. “Dumb slut, can’t even figure this out.”
She slapped me hard across the cheek. I looked at her dumbfounded as she reached between her legs and tore a hole exposing her fragrant pussy. She straddled my head and shoved my face into it, my hair falling back into the toilet behind me as she forced me to pleasure her. I heard footsteps, maybe men talking. But mostly I just stared into the camera as I desperately licked her, wondering who would see me like this.
“Harder!” She drove her hips into my face. I breathed in through my nose, the acrid smell of piss and stale beer filled me as she used me in the stall. Her juices leaked down my neck until she finally moaned and came. She held me there, her teeth bared as she dripped her female ejaculate into my mouth.
She stepped back and pulled her dress back down. I saw two men behind her, one pumped his cock that dripped cum onto the floor. Apparently I was a good show.
“Wash your fucking hands, we have two fellas waiting.”
“But… Miss Kitten. I know them from work.” I gave her my most pathetic and frightened look, hoping it might sway her. “Please.”
She knelt down and raised her hand. I flinched, fearing another slap. Instead she delicately stroked my cheek. “Vixen, you’re such a cute girl. Do you still feel pretty?”
I rubbed my legs together, feeling the delicate nylons against my skin. Realizing I was sitting in sticky filth on the bathroom floor. It felt disgusting in the leather dress with my own cum coating my belly and mixing with my sweat. I shouldn’t feel sexy, but I saw myself in her eyes. And I saw her longing, that lustful need. “You make me feel beautiful, Miss Kitten.”
She kissed me, and my heart fluttered. “Good girl, now go drink their drinks.”
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Kitten
I walked behind Vixen, made her lead me back to them. Plus she was a pretty good view moving in that dress. I loved the way the top of her panties could be seen from the bottom of the lacing. I grabbed her, squeezed her ass. She moaned and bit her lip. If I didn’t want to build her up more I would have just taken her upstairs right then.
Those two assholes waved at us. I had them read when I walked into the bathroom. Couple of tiny dicked douche bags. The both of them. Lookin’ to get a few girls too drunk to think straight. And they made Vixen feel sick. But that had a use. I could fuck with her a bit more.
“Hey girls! Bartender is taking his fucking his fucking time! But your booze is on the way!” Guy was repulsive.
Bear saw us and brought the drinks. “My apologies, we were getting slammed up there.”
“Whatever, don’t expect a fuckin’ tip,” the other creep said. Hated these guys.
Bear wasn’t bein’ slow. He was a smart guy and read these two for filth. He didn’t trust them alone with our drinks, probably afraid they would try and slip us something. Wouldn’t surprise me if he was right.
I wanted to get rid of them fast. “Vixen, drink both. Quick, I want you sloppy.”
She looked at me with that innocent, unsure look. “Yes, Miss Kitten.” She started pounding the first one. The fellas seemed excited by that.
“Now you two, lets be realistic. You normally wouldn’t have a snowballs chance in hell with gals of our caliber. But it’s your lucky night.”
“Well, first off… fuck you. But I’m listening.” Obviously hit them in the pride, but seriously. Look at us and look at them. We’re on another tier, were they too fuckin’ dumb to see it? Men can be so delusional.
“Now, you can troll around here emptying your cash reserves hoping to get a broad drunk enough to make a terrible mistake. Or you can deal with me and make the transaction more… direct.” I wrapped my arm around Vixen’s waist. “You see, this bitch here owes me a lot of money.”
They both looked at her with a hunger in their eyes. Too damn infatuated with her artificial curves and long legs to see the bulge in the front of her dress. Or they did and didn’t care. “And you think we can pay it back for her?”
“Ha! Hardly, you boys don’t have the scratch. But you can take care of a little bit of it. You see, It’s gonna take her a while to work off what she owes me. But Vixen’s one of the best god damned cock suckers you’ve ever met. Look at that pretty mouth.”
She was trembling. I didn’t need to look at her face, I could picture it perfectly in my mind. “Kitten… no.”
“Quiet Vixen. You’ve owed me for too long.” I slapped her on the ass and she squealed. “Just drink em’ down. It’ll make this easier for you.”
They both laughed, one of em’ made for a grab for her. I smacked his hand away.
“Nu-uh. Money up front. And here’s how it’s gonna go down. She’s shy, it’s her first time doin’ this for cash. So you make it all romantic like. Two hundred bucks and she’ll blow you both, but head down the street to that piece of shit motel. Ask for their nicest room and clean yourselves up.”
“I’m not payin’ for…” One of the was about to object but the other slugged him in the arm. Probably realized that it was cheaper than more drinks.
“Sure, sounds good. How long will you be?”
I held out my hand and they both pulled out their wallets. Fuckin’ bunch of singles and fives. Assholes. “Not long, I need to get Vixen here in the right mindset. Leave me your number, I’ll call you when she’s ready.”
“Miss Kitten, please! No!” Fuck she was adorable.
I slipped my hand from her waist under her dress, she tensed at first but loosened as I stroked my fingers between her legs. “Tell these boys you want to suck them off.”
They stared at her like the perverts they were and waited. She swallowed hard, then grabbed the second drink. She pounded it all in one go and slammed it on the table. “I want to taste you both, I want your cum in my throat.”
I slid my hand further under her and fondled her balls. “Good girl.”
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Vixen
Room was gettin’ real spinny fast. I was told I was a good girl. Kitten was so beautiful it made me happy. I was giggling.
I didn’t like them though. Was I gonna be a prostitute now? “Mizz Kitten? Do I have to… you know. Like, they are gross.” Her hand was on my hip. That was nice.
She set me on the squishy bar stool. “No, Darlin’. Not tonight. They can blow each other.” That was good. Stool made a funny noise when I sat on it. I bounced on it, laughin’ to myself. Ha!
My stomach was sticky. I came on a dance floor! I’m such a slut.
Then I noticed Kitten had her camera out again. I love bein’ in pictures! We took a bunch, she even took some up my skirt because she’s a naughty lady. I love her.
Oh fuck, it’s the pretty bartender. “Bear! You’re so beautiful! I love your hair!”
He smiled at me, fuck that made me wet… or hard. Who was I just now? “I think you’re beautiful too.” He gave me a wink.
Then he disappeared. So did the whole room. Everything looked like a stupid wooden panel. And the seat wasn’t squishy anymore. It was tacky and hard. Stool was also hovering by my head. Oh, fuck. I fell over.
I saw Kitten, Miss Kitten, sorry. Don’t tell her I messed that up. She’ll get angry. But I kinda like it when she’s angry. Anyway, Kitten put the money from those guys into the tip jar. Stuffed it full. She was pointin’ to me and talkin’ to Bear. I giggled. They were both so fuckin’ hot.
I rubbed my face against the side of her boot. Been wantin’ to do that. They were sexy. Why haven’t I licked them? I thought subs were supposed to lick boots. I stuck my tongue out, ready to try.
“Stop that!” Kitten knelt down by me and gave me a playful slap. “C’mon, it’s time for the real party.”
“Ha! Parties are fun. Thank you. Hey, I’m movin’!” Oh, two people were helping me. I was in the elevator when I decided to see who was holding me up. Kitten and… oooo…. it was Bear! “Hey, handsome! When you get here?”
He smiled. Lovely smile, his face… I wanted to kiss him. I want to kiss boys I think. I do. Maybe I should kiss him.
Oh, now we’re goin’ in a door. It’s dark in there. Lots can happen when it’s dark. Lots of naughty things. I was giggling again. And oops! I’m on something soft now. Ooo, it feels nice. Silky, I wonder what it would feel like on my shaved legs? But I don’t want to take off my pantyhose. Pretty.
Someone turned on a light. It was bright and hurt my eyes a bit. Oh! I’m on a bed! “You keep her company, Bear. I gotta go get some things ready.” Kitten looked at me and winked. Was I supposed to do somethin’ with Bear? That sounds nice. But it was sort of hard to move. I realized he was helping me sit up.
“There you go, how are you feeling?” He was holding my hand. My heart was skipping.
“Good, I feel really pretty. Never been pretty before.” His grin was like honey. “You’re pretty too. Can I touch your hair? It’s so shiny.”
“Sure, Vixen.” He stroked my cheek. Nestled into his hand, felt warm. And I reached out.
I combed his hair with my fingertips. “Like spider silk.” It felt cool and smooth and strong.
“You like me a lot, don’t you.”
I nodded my head, couldn’t take eyes away. So beautiful.
“Would you like me to do something about it?”
I tensed, suddenly I remembered I wasn’t a girl. Not really. I was so worried I would disappoint him. I grabbed a pillow and put it over my lap, looking to the ground. I didn’t feel so nice.
Then he grabbed my chin. Held my head back up, looked into my eyes. “Would you like to suck my cock?” I stopped breathing. Maybe I did. “Or would you feel more comfortable if I sucked yours?”
I froze. He knew. Of course he knew. God, I’m stupid. The room felt like an oven. I think I was ready to cry. “I’m sorry.”
“You’re still pretty, you know that?” I began breathing heavily. Wanting him. He pushed the pillow aside. I felt his hand stroke my cock from over my dress. “I like this too.”
“Th-thanks. I like that you like me.” I leaned close, closed my eyes. And I went to kiss him.
“Nu-uh. Not tonight, Bear.” Kitten was smiling at us. She had this big black duffel bag. She put it on the floor. What was in there?
“But Kitten, she’s so pretty!” He stroked my cheek more, Kitten didn’t seem to mind.
She came over and took my hand. “I know she is, but she’s my date tonight. Although maybe she still needs a bit of time. How are you doin’, Vixen.”
I giggled. “Horny.”
They both laughed, I liked being with them. Kitten pulled my hand and I got up for her. She set me down on the ground beside the bed. Then she held something out to me. It was black, leather. It was pretty. And it said, ‘Kitten’ on it. “This was my first collar. The first one Mistress gave me.” She seemed sad, I didn’t know why. “I want you to wear it tonight.”
I nodded and lifted my chin, offering her my neck. “Why?”
I felt her fasten it around me. It was tight, a little restrictive. “I need to remember somethin’. Now you sit back. Mama needs a little something while you sober a bit.” She turned to Bear. “Strip.”
The color of his skin was warm to me, like coffee with a lot of cream. And he was so handsome and toned. I ached to be touched by him again. Kitten could tell, she pet me while he pulled down his underwear. “Hey, I want you to watch. No touching yourself either. You’re only allowed to cum tonight if I make you. Understand?”
I nodded. Her tongue was hot and soft as it parted my lips. I liked kissing Kitten.
“Good girl, it’ll be your turn soon.” He laid on the bed. His cock was about the size of mine. Cock twins. I giggled. She climbed on top of him.
She didn’t bother taking off her dress. I watched them. Fascinated. And I was hard, so fucking hard. I sat on the ground next to the bed, watching them screw. Nothing crazy, nothing rough… but not gentle either. I realized that Kitten and I played with dominance, but that wasn’t how they fucked.
There was somethin’ equal to it. The way they took care of each other. The way they encouraged and helped each other get what they needed. Kitten’s swayed her hips on top as she ground into him. His hands roamed her face and breasts as she made one beautiful satisfied moan after another.
He was loud too. I’ve never heard a man so vocal, he didn’t say words. But the meaning was clear. Moaning and growling. It was sexy. Kitten posted one hand on his chest for balance and the other reached back and cradled his balls. It was beautiful to watch, two amazingly sexy people. The mutual pleasure. They came together, both loud and then they got quiet. They caught their breath and held each other.
Bear looked over at me, the first time I saw anything on his face that I would have described as… ungentlemanly. He pulled Kitten close and whispered in her ear.
She had that perverted smile I like. The one where the corners of her mouth twist up. “Alright, but after that I want you to get out of here.” She looked over at me. “He wants to see you clean me up. You want to make him happy?”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.” I realized the room had stopped spinning so bad. The intense sexual energy was sobering. She climbed off him, her cunt dripping with his semen and sat on the edge of the bed. I crawled between her legs, and then I felt his hand on the back of my head.
He guided me to her pussy, and I licked and sucked as they both watched. He didn’t shove or pull my hair, but I liked having that connection as I drank his cum from her. They kissed above me, and Kitten became loud again. Then his hand left the back of my head and started playing with her swollen clit.
“Fuck! I’m gonna need more time with you two! ” Her tits heaved with her heavy breathes, and her thighs began to squeeze around my ears. “Good girl! Just like that!” Her feet raised up into the air as the sensation grew. And in a loud and girlish giggle, she came for us.
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Kitten
It had been nice, the evening. Kinda wild up until then. Bear was always a treasure, and the way he got along with Vixen was an unexpected bonus. Fuck they had made me come hard. And the way Kitten looked at me with his jizz runnin’ down her chin was… well… fuck.
I sat with her a few minutes after he left, letting her come back on the bed with me. I cradled her in my arms. She was sweet. But it was time to get to work. Outside the large windows, the sky had gone dark. Tiny droplets of rain started to pelt the building, promising more to come.
“Vixen, the foreplay was fun. But now it’s time. Are you gonna be a good girl?”
She rested her head on by breasts, her long wig brushing over my skin. “Yes, Miss Kitten.”
“Hey, listen to me.” I held her close. Squeezed her, made sure she felt loved. I spoke softly to her. “You’re gonna go into the deep end now. You’ll do things and feel things you never have. I know you will like it, but it’s also gonna be real scary. Do you understand.”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.” I could feel her heart beat through her whole body. It was pounding.
“And it’s gonna hurt. I’m gonna hurt you real bad. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.” Her fingers held onto the hem of my dress.
“No, you don’t understand. You can’t until it happens. That’s why you need a safety word. Take a moment, think about it. Somethin’ that makes you feel safe. Somethin’ to call out if you can’t take it anymore.”
“Am… am I going to be OK when you’re done?” She wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging me. She was sweet.
“Don’t know. You’ll be changed.”
She nodded. Then leaned close and whispered to me. Such a delicate word she picked.
I kissed her tenderly. “I’ll keep it in my heart, and you’ll always be safe. Remember that.”
“Yes, Miss Kitten.”
I pulled away, even as she clung to me. She was trembling.
“I’m gonna go change. You sit there, close your eyes and take a moment to focus on breathing. Try and calm down and focus on the fact that you’re gonna be OK.”
Poor little thing. I had a pang of guilt.
But as I walked away I thought of Red. Her spit and laughter and what she was taking from me.
That’s why I gave Vixen my collar. I won’t show weakness. I can’t show mercy. I want to remember that I’m doing this for Mistress.
Poor Vixen, she was so fucked.
