Every person wants to come home to something special: A slice of homemade blueberry pie; a bed to instantly fall into after a long and stressful day at work; a glass of merlot, vodka, or beer; a housewife, husband, child, lover, brother, sister, father, or mother, sometimes everyone. For me, I always looked forward to coming home to my house pet.
Her name is Katherine, but I call her Kitty Kat. Her title is engraved on the steel collar that she wears 24/7. When I come home, I’m always spent, exhausted as all hell, not wanting to talk to anyone or think about anything but my adorable Kitty Kat. She means everything to me.
I guess you could say that I’m obsessed with my kitty. It’s a healthy obsession. I take good care of her. For that, she worships me as her loving master. Kitty is a wonderful breed: Japanese, baby doll face; expressive, dark-brown doe eyes; thin, pouty lips; short, black hair; petite little body, always slim and divine; a groomed pussy with just a tiny crop of hair to hang over her fat cock-like clit, a very rare one indeed; perky breasts, small but the juiciest I’ve ever tasted; cute little ass, completely hairless, smooth as a baby’s bottom; and small feet, sweet and delicate. Her cat ears are black and so is her long tail. She’s no slutty kitty; I dress her in the finest silk kimonos and make her wear a selection of matching wooden shoes. She doesn’t need makeup; her face is perfect the way it is.
All day while I’m away, I make her wear a big, round ball gag in her pretty little mouth. I’ll tell you why: she’s fucking loud, sometimes delirious. Just brushing my fingers along her perky pink nipples makes her meow loudly, orgasmically. You can only imagine how noisy she is when she fucks herself while I am gone. It disturbs the neighbors. I don’t need their bullshit, their verbal complaints, their annoying letters, and their constant banging on the wall to make Kitty shut up. No matter how many times I harass kitty with my bullwhip, crop, or paddle, she won’t stop. I was convinced that she was wickedly loud on purpose to arouse, annoy, and provoke me. Now she knows not to mess with the master of the house. She’s not perfect, but she’s a very good kitty, the best.
“I’m home darling…” I cooed when I came home from work that day, dressed in my business attire, sweaty, eager for sex, longing for my pet. I walked into my bedroom, heard her muffled whimpering from my closet. When I opened it I saw my wonderful pet on all fours, today dressed in her floral green kimono, green wooden shoes, and wearing her usual collar and ball gag. Her ankles and legs were tied together with rope which I had woven into thick marble-sized knots, ensuring that she couldn’t get them loose. She couldn’t move her lower body at all no matter how much she struggled. I had put her hands into a pair of bondage mitts made of leather. Inside these mitts her hands were balled into fists, making her unable to grab or hold onto anything. Why did I put her in these? Because I fucking can. Besides, she had a habit of using the floor as her scratching post. I wasn’t going to clean up that mess either, so I taught her a lesson on that as well. Kitty looked up at me, her eyes expressing how much she missed me.
“Mama is back home, I missed you baby…”
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I kissed her nose lovingly. That always made her blush. I brushed my lips along her cheeks. They were warm and soft. I smooched her ball-gag. It was wet and slippery from her drooling on it all day. I ran my fingers through her hair; she shook her little butt to wag her tail with joy.
“Turn around sweetheart, let me see your cutie butt…”
She did as I told; her restraints made her turn around slowly, but I didn’t mind. It was a pleasure to watch her look so pathetic. I lifted up her kimono to look at her butt plug with the cat tail attached at the base. I rubbed her ass and smothered it with kisses. Her ass had inflamed welts and bruises from the riding crop I used on her three nights ago. The butt plug was nice and deep inside her; it was now a part of her body.
“Have you been good today, my pretty kitten?”
She nodded quickly. I could tell that she had been crying while I was away.
“Aw honey, did you miss mommy that much?”
She nodded again.
“Aren’t you sweet…”
I began to untie her legs and her ankles. When the rope unraveled completely, dark red chafe marks burned on her porcelain, china-doll skin. It looked absolutely stunning. She tried to meow through her gag. She was used to it by now. She loved the pain, the sign of my passionate love. I didn’t get her out of her bondage mitts. Her hands were probably sore and just as red as her welts. I decided to keep them on her for a little while longer.
“Come out of that closet honey…I’m sure you’re very hungry, aren’t you?”
She stepped out slowly, still on all fours, gag in her mouth, a tiny trickle of drool going down her chin, her eyes so wide and innocent and starving. She looked fucking adorable, that warm and inviting little face. I wanted to eat her all up, but I held back.
“Since you’ve been a pretty good girl lately, you can have your din-din first.”
I sat at the edge of my bed, legs crossed. She crawled towards me, looking up at my face. Her eyes glanced at my crotch. She hadn’t seen my pussy all day long, but I wasn’t going to give it up to her that easily. I unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my bra.
“Oh God these heels are killing me baby…can you be a good girl and take them off for me?”
Her eyes looked confused. Poor thing. She couldn’t take off my shoes with her mitted hands. She couldn’t take them off with that gag ball in her mouth either. I was nice enough to pop that thing out, giving her a fresh gulp of air. She meowed ecstatically. I slapped her face.
“Don’t start…do as you are told…”
I lifted up my foot slightly so the tip of the heel faced her mouth. She licked it, making a soft squeak, sucked on the heel like it was a dick for a moment, and then tugged the entire shoe off of my sore foot, doing the same to the other. I wore classy black stockings. As I wiggled my toes, she rubbed her nose against the soft fabric, trembling with pleasure. Her warm and wet mouth engulfed my left foot, sucking on it, savoring the taste. I put my hand to my panty covered pussy, rubbed it. I was already wet. I fingered myself with my panty still on. She looked up at me, trying to peek up my dress. Ha! I didn’t let her see a damn thing.
“Keep sucking on my feet while I pleasure myself ‘till I cum…”
I knew this was torture to her; her eyes widened with jealousy.
“Don’t worry; you will get what you want at the end.”
She continued to suck on my stocking covered feet, making them very moist and eventually soaking with her wonderful saliva. Meanwhile, I slid two fingers into my cunt hole, pushing the fabric of my panties along with it. I groaned rough and hard. The feeling of the panty going into my pinkness was intense, highly pleasurable, and kinky. It was a major tease for her. She wanted her fingers to be thrust up my panty covered pussy too, feeling the wet patch and causing me to wail in orgasmic delight. I fucked myself until I came again, and again, and again. I lost count. Kitty mewed the entire time as she hungrily sucked on my feet, forcing each foot deeper into her mouth.
“Mmm that’s a good girl, oooh, you’re also making mama cum…”
She could smell the odor of my sex. It made her wild and horny. My hand parted from my pussy; I licked my juices from my fingers as I spread my legs slowly. Before I could even reveal my crotch, she forced her head up my dress and sucked on my wet panties, pulling them to the side with her strong teeth. She plunged her long slivering tongue deep inside the core of me, sky rocketing me to the moon.
“Oh God!” I groaned.
I looked down to find that my skirt covered her entire head. I couldn’t see her face, but I could see how she bounced her head as she ate me out, and I could feel her thrusting that tongue of hers deeper and deeper. She wagged her tail with excitement, moaning, mewing, breathing heavily, sighing heavenly. I could feel every bit of her breath flowing into my hole, so hot and delightful. She blew on my clit and sucked on it gently. Her teeth bit down on it carefully; I instantly yelped. I came again. It was getting humid in the room; I took off my bra, letting out my round and bouncy C-cup breasts. When Kitty noticed this, she instantly jumped up and kissed my perked nipples.
“Aw princess…”
She cooed and suckled on each nipple as I pet her baby soft hair. She bit down on each one and tugged my nipple long and hard.
“Ow you feisty kitty…” I gasped.
She looked deliciously evil for a second, and then became all sweet and innocent again. She let go of my nipples and tickled them with her tongue, making them perkier, warmer, and hornier. Then she went down on me again, rubbing her nose against my pussy lips, tugging them with her teeth and then sucking on them too. My legs were shaking. She ate out my pussy again, hungry for more of my juices. She had a few mouth fulls. I decided to spoil her for once.
“Lie down on your back darling…” I commanded.
She obeyed. I sat down on her face, my dripping wet pussy on her mouth. I bucked my hips back and forth against her as her tongue slivered its way back into me, searching for every gooey creamy morsel. I came so many times that I gave up counting again. She suffocated in my scent, drowned in my passion, drinking every drop of me. I panted so heavily that I wouldn’t have been surprised if I stirred the neighbors.
“Okay that’s a good girl…I’ve spoiled you enough…”
Getting up, standing above her, I commanded her to get her chained leash from underneath the bed. She obeyed. I knew it was going to take awhile since she still wore the bondage mitts, so she had to pick it up with only her teeth.
I got undressed from my work clothes, keeping my stockings on. I put on my violet purple corset that cupped my breasts and gave me the perfect full-figured wasp-like frame. I slid on my garter to keep the stockings held up, and wiggled into a skin tight skirt that matched my corset. I looked classy and elegant. I applied some makeup: ruby red lipstick on my lips, thick but modest mascara on my eyelashes, some powder on my cheeks, and a splash of perfume on my skin. To complete my attire, I took a purple vinyl double strap harness from my drawer. I slipped it onto my hips, buckling it nice and tight. I was excited thinking about my 6-inch silicon dildo and how it pressed hard against my throbbing clit when I fucked my Kitty. By the time I was through dressing, my Kat held the chained leash in her mouth at last, staring up at me in awe.
“We are having a guest shortly my pet. So you better be extra good for me.”
I took the leash from her and clipped the end at the O-ring of her collar.
“You need a bath,” I smirked, tugging the leash roughly. She meowed sharply. I pulled the leash harder, making her walk on all fours towards the bathroom. I filled the bathtub with warm water, just the way she liked it. She sat on her knees, putting her foot up to her mouth, licking and sucking on her toes. She always did that before she took a bath, expressing how anxious she was to have me bathe her. When the tub was full, I kissed her lips long and deeply as I began to undress my pet. I quivered at the sight of her naked body. I took care of it so well. There were whip marks along her back, a few light brown bruises on her legs, and lots of light purple hickies along her thigh, the stamps of my love and devotion. When I took off her bondage mitts, her hands weren’t too red, but they looked sore and throbbing.
“Does it hurt darling…”
She was hesitant to reply at first, but then she nodded.
“Aw…” I smiled. I wrapped my mouth around each of her long and slender fingers, sucking on them like dicks, one after the other. I loved how sucking on her fingers was almost the same as devouring her humongous clit. She sighed pleasurably as I caressed her clit too; it was hard and perky, throbbing and pulsating at the lightest touch.
“I will make you feel all better…”
When I was done sucking her fingers and playing with her clit, I pulled the butt plug out of her ass. The gape looked absolutely beautiful. She licked the side of my cheek when she was completely free and naked, rubbing her nose against my nose.
“Get in my pet.”
She jumped into the bath water, sighing with pleasure. I giggled; she looked so cute and happy. I grabbed a sponge and lathered it up with vanilla scented body wash. I spread the soap on her perky little breasts, on her waist, her shoulders, and her back, dipped the sponge into the water, and squeezed it to make the soap and water flow down her lovely body, washing over her scratches, bite marks, hickies, and bruises. She ran her hands through the water, playing with the soap suds, sitting down on her knees, then lying flat on her tummy as if she were about to swim. I cupped my hand to her ass and bathed it squeaky clean, and then teased her fatty clit in the water, making it throb and squirm. I kissed the back of her neck and then began to wash her hair. She purred; she loved the sensual feeling of my fingers massaging her scalp and straightening out her pretty hair. I then washed her face, just splashing it with the water.
“Now you smell clean and sexy Kat,” I smiled, kissing her lips.
I grabbed a towel as she got out of the bathtub, wrapped it around her body. I patted her dry, put lotion on her skin, blow dried her hair, and then put on her steel collar, kimono, and wooden shoes again, leaving the bondage mitts behind. I put some light-pink lipstick on her small pouty lips to plump them up a little, some mascara on her lashes, and a little bit of face makeup, a light and natural touch. I put a mirror up to her face so she could admire her dainty and exquisite beauty.
“See how pretty you look?”
She meowed and smiled.
“You are the most beautiful creature ever…you realize that don’t you?”
She nodded, biting down on her lip. She stuck out her tongue; I licked the tip and sucked on it. It tasted so sweet and slippery.
“Okay lovely, our guest should be here anytime now.”
I put the leash on her. I took my strap on dildo from my toy box in my bedroom closet, holding it in my hand as we walked downstairs to the living room. I kept the dildo on the coffee table, and then prepared a small meal in the kitchen, feeding her as I ate. About half an hour afterwards, the doorbell rang. Kitty Kat jumped with excitement.
“Coming!” I shouted.
I opened the door. There she was: my lady friend and casual fuck queen, Mistress Luvy. She wore a rose pink corset with a matching skirt that perfectly showed off her curvy figure and magnificent breasts. She was one of the sexiest black women I’ve ever known. Hot, dominant, kinky, and fun to be around. She wore matching heels and a gorgeous pair of fishnet stockings that weren’t trampy or slutty; they were absolutely perfect for her, making her look fuckable from head to toe. She brought with her a large pink bag, which I knew was filled with lube and sex toys. At her side was her dog Shanti. Now she was a beauty, a sweet and attractive Swedish pup with the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. She had long blonde hair that was put up in dolly pigtails that truly looked as if they were really doggy ears. Shanti was a cute but slutty bitch. She wore a skimpy, pink skirt where everybody could look up and see her panties and her blonde horse-like tail; whether on all fours or standing up. A beautiful, matching pink, vinyl waist cincher showed off her small frame, but at her chest she wore nothing but her silver alligator nipple clamps. The collar around her neck was made of pink leather, encrusted with diamonds. She was slutty as fuck and spoiled rotten, but I adored her just as much as Luvy.
“Hey baby!” Luvy smiled, hugging me while still holding onto Shanti’s leash. Shanti barked and growled when she first saw my Kitty Kat. Luvy kicked her pet in the ribs, which instantly made her yelp in fear.
“Stop it, be good!”
My poor kitty hid behind the couch. I heard her mew and whimper.
“I knew I shouldn’t have brought Shanti here,” Luvy scowled. “She’s always causing trouble.”
“I’m sure in time you will train her to be a really well-behaved bitch. Maybe she’s just excited because she can smell Kat’s pussy from here, isn’t that right Shanti?”
Shanti stood up on her two feet and licked my cheeks, starting to hump against my knee. I laughed and smacked her face; Luvy tugged her roughly by the leash, slapping her ass as she spoke.
“Calm down honey, save your energy.”
She forced Shanti back down on her knees, making her get on all fours as before. Shanti wagged her tail, staring at Kitty evilly and lustfully. I ushered them into the living room, and Luvy and I sat next to each other on the couch, our hips touching. Luvy gripped Shanti’s leash tightly; she obediently sat down on her knees beside her master.
“Your kitty is very shy tonight…”
“Come here pretty girl,” I whistled.
Kitty slowly crawled out from her hiding place. She came towards me, looking shy, innocent, and extremely nervous.
“Aw what a doll…” Luvy grinned.
“Go to our guest princess. Make her feel welcome.”
Kitty went to Luvy, looking up at her. Luvy caressed her hair and her face, lifting up her chin.
“You take really good care of her; she looks more gorgeous every time I see her…such deep, longing eyes, beautiful straight teeth, a body to die for…”
“If you want you can borrow her sometime.”
“Oh I’d love to…I’d love to keep her for a weekend, may I?”
“Yes you can, but if anything bad happens to her I’d kill you,” I laughed.
“Oh it would be a pleasure to see you try,” she winked. Talking to Kitty, “Would you love to come home with me this weekend lovely?”
Kitty nodded, smiling sweetly. She knew that if she denied Luvy’s proposal, she would be severely punished by both of us. Luvy kissed her nose and then her lips. She made out with her long and passionately, exploring her back, her breasts, and her stomach with her long fingers. I laid back and put my hand on my crotch, petting my pussy. I loved watching Luvy seduce my pet; it turned me on beyond belief. Shanti made a low growl of envy, showing off her pointy canine teeth. She stared at me; I felt her horny rage wanting to be released. I winked and mouthed, “Go get her…”
Shanti straddled her crotch against Kitty’s bottom and humped her rabidly, biting down on her neck with those sharp teeth. Kitty yelped in pain. She turned around and pushed Shanti off of her in defense. She pounced and scratched Shanti’s cheek with her sharp nails. It left an immediate scratch. Shanti was furious; she got up, threw Kitty roughly against the table, onto the ground, and then they smacked, scratched, bit, and wrestled each other for several long, glorious minutes. A sea of yelps, meows, barks, growls, whimpers, and moans filled the room. Hair pulling, foot hitting, thigh scratching, boob smacking, knee humping, neck choking, ear licking, and butt sniffing and biting fueled the horniness in Luvy and me. Luvy had let go of Shanti’s leash, allowing her pet to raise such wonderful hell.
“Oh God, this is the event I’ve been waiting for,” I groaned.
“You’ve read my mind.”
We watched our pets fighting, feeling the sexual heat between us colliding. We kissed, sucked on each other’s lips, caressed each other’s breasts, and pet each other’s pussies, sliding in one or two fingers into the creamy holes, feeling our orgasms ignite. As you could tell, we were entertained by this cat-dog fight. That was the main reason why we had our pets become acquainted with each other. They were complete opposites. It was our secret fetish to watch how sexually and violently mad they’d be for each other. It wasn’t animal abuse; we made sure that no blood was shed. They left only bite marks, scratches, and bruises on each other at the end. Afterwards, they always made up.
Seconds after the fight, Shanti got on top of Kitty. Shanti kissed her, leaving hickies on her neck, and biting her nipples through Kitty’s kimono, making them harder and more noticeable. Kitty yelped and mewed with passion, licking Shanti’s ear, squeezing her bottom, and pressing her foot against Shanti’s panty covered pussy. Their bodies were pressed so hard against the other, breast to breast, crotch against crotch, becoming at one with their sexual nature. They made love without even penetrating each other with their fingers, just feeling, touching, breathing, moaning, kissing, close and united. It was so beautiful. I almost cried at such an amazing sight, I glanced at Luvy and saw the same tears in her eyes.
“Oh the joys of being mommies to such wonderful pets,” Luvy breathed heavily. Two of her fingers were crammed up my pussy, wiggling deeply into me and making a curve to reach up to my g-spot. I bit down on Luvy’s neck as I had an explosive orgasm, making her fingers entirely creamy and filthy. My finger was snug up her hot, quivering asshole. She bounced up and down on it, her cum dripping on the rest of my hand.
“Oh God,” I groaned. “I’m still so horny. I want to fuck your bitch.”
“I want to fuck your kitty.”
“Did you bring your strap on harness and dildo?”
“Fuck yeah, of course!”
“Let’s put it on while they’re still making love to each other; they don’t even notice that we’re talking, what sluts they are.”
“Let’s surprise them.”
We slipped our fingers out of each other’s hot holes. We both stood up. I got my dildo from the table and snapped the base into the O-ring of my harness. Luvy took out her vinyl, pink double-strap harness from her bag and a humongous 8-inch flared based dildo.
“Oh god that thing is huge,” I smirked. “I don’t like my kitty to be too stretched out with monster dongs like that, small six inch dildos is her limit.”
“Alright, fair enough, let’s switch. My bitch is a major size slut.”
We exchanged dildos and snapped it into our O-rings. I went down on her first. I sucked on her dildo, bouncing my head up and down the entire thing, drowning it with my saliva for lubrication. She forced me down her dick further. She loved to hear me choke; I dearly loved the slight suffocation. Luvy then went down on me, easily deep throating all 8-inches of the dong, choking on it, groaning orgasmically, making it slick with saliva.
“Now we are ready…”
I went behind Shanti; Luvy went behind Kitty. Both of them were kissing and gently dry humping each other. I grabbed Shanti’s pigtails and pulled them hard. She squealed and barked in shock. Luvy held onto Kitty’s arms and dragged her away from underneath Shanti; she pouted and whimpered. Luvy commanded her to stand on all fours with her ass in the air; she immediately obeyed. Shanti was in the same position, facing her kitty friend, their eyes meeting and mouths slightly up close and touching. I went down on my knees and caressed Shanti’s panty. I gasped; I felt something more than just her pussy. I pulled her panty to the side and was in awe by what I saw.
“Damn Luvy, I didn’t know that you had her pussy lips and clit pierced!”
She had three small silver O-rings on each side of her pussy lips and an adorable clit ring that made it more red and bulbous.
“Aren’t they gorgeous?”
“Fuck yes…amazing…”
I flicked each ring on her pussy lips, which made her yelp orgasmically and her pussy to drip with juices.
“I have a vibrator in the bag too,” said Luvy. “Rub it against the rings; it makes her go wild.”
I took a slim and discrete pink vibrator out of Luvy’s bag, turned the knob to high speed, and rubbed it against each of the rings. The rings buzzed rapidly to the vibrations. Shanti wailed raw and passionately. I felt her body tremble and shake.
“Oh my!”
“I told ya.”
Luvy rubbed the head of her dildo against Kitty’s pussy and her clit.
“She’s so innocent down there, no piercings, no nothing, all clean and innocent. It’s very hot. I can even tell how fucking tight she is, as tight as a virgin. And this clit, god, you’re so lucky, it’s not everyday you see a clit like this.”
Luvy smacked her dildo up and down against Kitty’s clit. Kitty groaned heavily. I could hear how rough and hard she slapped my Kitty. Luvy then quickly became impatient; she pushed the head of her dildo into Kitty’s tight cunt hole. Kitty meowed so loudly that it sounded as if she was crying for mercy. Shanti licked her face and kissed her nose to soothe her and calm her down. Kitty bit down on the chain of Shanti’s alligator clamps and tugged them gently, which made Shanti shout noisily in surprise and pain. Those helpless nips of hers were so red and so strong; I was impressed that the clamps held on this long. I jiggled her boobs, smacked that amazing bubble butt, biting on each cheek, and then spread her pussy lips by holding onto one of the O-rings, drooling over her tiny gaped cunt and sucking out her creamy goodness.
“Kitty is so tight, oh fuck!” Luvy shouted as she grabbed Kitty’s hips and thrust her dildo in and out of her in a slow, gentle pace. It was enough to make Kitty whine for mercy, but she loved the pain and the pleasure. The more she meowed and cried, the more she wanted.
“Does it turn you on Shanti to hear Kitty make noises of pleasure?” I asked.
Shanti nodded, holding Kitty’s face with her hands and kissing her roughly. That made Kitty shut up. I continued to tease Shanti with the vibrator, loving the clinking sound of the rings and how it turned her into an orgasmic time bomb. I slid the vibrator inside of her wet pussy; it instantly made her jolt her ass up higher in the air, just where I wanted it. I spread Shanti’s ass cheeks and smeared lube all over her asshole and all over my dildo. I couldn’t get over how huge the cock was, but I loved the idea of seeing every inch of it filling her up.
“Are you ready bitch?”
I pulled her tail/butt plug out of her asshole. As soon as it gaped I popped the head of my dick into her ass; she groaned roughly against Kitty’s mouth. Kitty yelped each time Luvy pounded into her, faster and harder. She was a beast. I could hear how juicy and stretched her pussy was becoming. My little baby kitty, I loved seeing that warm, tiny smile shining through her fragile soul. Luvy was fucking her good.
I held onto Shanti’s pigtails rough and hard, as if they were horse reigns, and pulled them as I pushed inch after inch of the dildo into her tight ass. I growled loudly, trembling at how her asshole was so well trained to take in a lot. I used her pigtails as love handles, controlling her head movements up, down, side to side, and any other direction I wanted. I glared at Luvy, following the same speed and rhythm as hers. In complete unison we pounded our pets with no mercy, their holes hot, juicy, and gaping. Shanti and Kitty kissed some more to keep themselves nice and quiet. I could hear their pain, passion, and orgasms coming through their hard, breathy moans. We pounded them until Luvy and I came at the same time.
Then we fucked the opposite holes; I pulled out of Shanti’s ass, took the vibrator out of her pussy, slid all 8 inches of my dildo deep inside her cunt, and fucked her harder and faster than before. Luvy pulled out of Kitty’s pussy; the dildo was covered with her juices, but she squirted more lubricant onto the dildo and on Kitty’s asshole for smoother insertion. She then forced all six inches inside of Kitty’s petite little bottom. I screamed softly at the sight of Luvy fucking her butt, pedal to the medal, slowly at first, then at lightning speed. Kitty was all hers and Shanti was mine. Oh the passion, the ecstasy, the heat from our bodies, the scent of our perfumed sweat, the sound of our raunchy sex, the power of our love for our pets. We all came together, and at the end we were greatly satisfied. Shanti and Kitty passed out on top of each other as soon as Luvy and I pulled out of them. My legs trembled; my lips couldn’t stop quivering. The pleasure felt so good that I wanted to cry.
“That was divine,” Luvy sighed.
“Oh yes…”
I flopped down on the couch in complete exhaustion, Luvy got Shanti’s leash from the table and clipped the end to her collar, forcefully getting her up on all fours again while she was still recuperating from everything. I held up my kitty to my lap and embraced her in my arms. She sounded breathless, and yet still horny and driven.
“I want to borrow your kitty next weekend honey,” Luvy smirked, petting Kitty’s head. “I will take really good care of her, and I’m sure she and Shanti will have a good time together too.”
“Not a problem,” I winked. “You have my permission.”
Just as Luvy always did, she skipped anymore chit-chat in the aftermath of our fuck sessions. She was the type of woman who just wanted to leave as soon as possible after fucking, to avoid any soft, tender, or romantic moments that might occur.
“See you again in a few days darling.”
She kissed my lips like a lover, caressed Kitty’s cheek and blew her a kiss, packed up her sex toys, and dragged herself and Shanti out the door. Kitty’s body tumbled down against mine when all was finally quiet. Just us, alone.
“You okay baby?” I whispered.
She panted and nodded.
“You acted really good, I’m proud of you. You’re the best pet I’ve ever owned.”
She kissed my lips.
“I love you so much, you know that don’t you?”
She looked up at me, her eyes expressing love and tenderness.
“You mean everything to me…I don’t mind sharing you with Luvy or anybody else, but you are eternally mine, not just my pet, my property, but my everything.”
I suddenly became her submissive child, my head in her bosom, being soothed and cradled in her little arms.
“I am forever grateful. I’m quite the lucky girl,” she said.
Originally Published February 20, 2008