When her master orders her to arrive dressed as a cat, she’s happy to oblige. After all, her master is good at what she likes, rough and painful degrading sex. She wants him to hurt her, to give her exquisite and humiliating pain, and her master is happy to oblige. In fact, she’ll not only endure complete domination, but she’ll have her first anal sex in the form a giant sex toy plug that will give this kitty cat her tail!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a BDSM encounter. It includes cosplay, degradation, humiliation, domination, rough sex, semen swallowing, first anal sex, sex toys, and spanking. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.
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‘Stand in front of me’ he said. ‘I want to look at you’
I did as I was told. I stood in front of him, my exposed nipples erect and cold, poking through the peep-hole corset I was wearing. I really was pleased with my costume. I had dressed as a cat, just as he’d requested. And I had really made an effort! I had all the trimmings of being a lithe, slender and downright slutty-looking feline. I wore a pair of ears in my headband, which kept my blonde main off my face – and even had whiskers, carefully attached to my face with body-glue. The green cat-eye contact lenses I was wearing glinted in the dim light, and I could tell that Daniel approved.
‘Turn around for me’ he demanded.
Again I did as I was told, and slowly turned for him. My black platform thigh-boots were so high that I had to be careful not to topple as I moved. Daniel let out a low moan as I turned around to reveal the tiny black thong I was wearing. I knew how much he loved my peachy ass.
‘Mmmm’ he moaned. I knew he wanted me. I couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of his huge thick cock sliding into my hole, and my pussy muscles clenched slightly as I imagined the pleasure of it.
I stood with my back to him, letting him drink in the sight of my smooth back, my toned buttocks and my long, lithe legs. I could feel his eyes snaking down the length of me – studying every square inch. But I didn’t move. I was poised an obedient, everything a Slave should be.