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Her cheeks were so soft under my touch. I could feel her warmth everywhere.
We were on the sofa, my legs crossed, with Vi’s head resting gently on my thigh. Her eyes were closed, her lips curved in a quiet, knowing smile while one of my hands slowly played with her hair. She knew just how much I loved holding her like that, how my heart melted every time I saw her so calm and vulnerable.
“I can’t get enough of your sweetness, you know, cupcake?”, she murmured, almost purring.
“Well, I can’t get enough of your love”, I answered, gently caressing her cheekbone.
She opened her eyes suddenly and shifted closer, turning to face me. Her smile spread across her lips, growing wider with each passing second.
“Yeah, baby. I love you”. Now it was my turn to smile, completely unable to contain myself.
“I love you too, kitten”.
“Kitten?”, she asked, frowning slightly, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
“Yeah, kitten. Sometimes, when we’re cuddling, you almost seem to be purring, and it drives me crazy, you know.”
“It drives you crazy?”, she smirked.
“So crazy that certain situations keep running through my head over and over again”.
“Really? I’d like to hear some details…”, one of her hands moved closer, brushing against me.
“I can do something better. I can show you,” I said, my voice so tempting that I almost didn’t recognize it as my own.
“Oh… yes, you can. You’ve got my full attention now”.
“Then will you sit here on your knees and patiently wait for me, kitten?”.
She hesitated, not because she didn’t want to, but as if something had jolted her. Her smile disappeared in an instant, her eyes locked onto my lips.
“Yes. Yes, I will”, she answered in a whisper.
No other word was necessary. She lifted herself and arranged her body exactly as I had requested.
“You’re such a good pet… Thank you, my love,” I murmured as I leaned closer, my lips grazing her cheek before pressing a soft kiss there.
Her warmth was intoxicating. A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered how it might feel all over. And when I pulled away, it was amazing to see her cheeks turning bright red. The truth was that all I wanted to do was kissing her, tasting her and biting her. But it was too late for that… I had already started giving gentle instructions, and she was waiting patiently for me.
Then, without saying a word, I smiled at her and began turning away. My walk to the bedroom was slow and deliberate, almost teasing. Even though I was dying of curiosity, I didn’t glance back to see her reaction. But I knew perfectly well that she was going wild.
Once I reached the room, I went straight to the drawer where I kept everything we might need. And then I found them: a collar with a leash, a headband with little cat ears, one of those small vibrators and… a pet bowl. Taking my time, I began changing, imagining the look on Vi’s face when she suddenly saw what I was wearing.
“Are you waiting for me, just like I told you, kitten?” I asked loudly, just to tease her.
“Yes.” I smiled to myself, thinking what a good girl she was.
Then, carefully hiding all the gadgets behind my back, I appeared in the hallway. And there she was, still sitting on the sofa in the same position I had left her.
Her reaction was even more beautiful than I had hoped: at the sudden sight of my lace bra and matching panties, her mouth fell open. But I think it was my over-the-knee stiletto boots that truly took her breath away. I could almost feel her heart racing.
“Cait…”, she called me, her voice soft and husky.
“Shh. Just a couple more minutes,” I said, leaving her once again to the sound of my heels as I made my way to the kitchen to place the bowl on the table. I also grabbed a bottle of milk from the fridge and set it beside it.
“Here I am”, I teased her with a playful, sing-song warning while I began walking.
She didn’t answer, but I knew she was eager to see me again. So, once I stepped out of the kitchen, I walked toward her slowly, letting her take in my appearance with nothing but her eyes. Unable to do otherwise, I felt myself burning. It was as if she were devouring me, her gaze almost ravenous. Cait, focus. I told myself.
“How obedient,” I whispered as I finally reached her, my empty hand gently caressing her chin.
She lifted her gaze, but she couldn’t decide whether to look into my eyes or at my chest. Her desire made me smile—and blush—so easily.
“Okay, my little pet. Now you will wear something for me”, I revealed her lowering on my knees.
She didn’t even know what it was, but she already nodded. Vi was so eager to follow my command that even the unknown thrilled her. All I could do was appreciate her trust, my excitement growing at the mere thought of what was about to happen.
So, I leaned toward her, the headband, the collar, and the vibrator still in my hand. My lips found hers, tasting her sweetness as always. Our breaths mingled, and her scent was almost intoxicating. Pulling away from her lips was hard, but I had to… to focus on something else - her neck. I wanted her to wear that collar for me, so I figured I’d get her ready and show her some appreciation first.
My tongue traced wet kisses along her jaw, slowly moving toward one of her most sensitive spots. And there I paused, teasing her with gentle licks, nibbles, and kisses over and over again. The beautiful sounds escaping her lips reached straight to my core, making me moan in response.
Then, after placing the vibrator on the sofa beside her, I began undoing the collar, my mouth never leaving the skin of her strong neck. She didn’t notice a thing, her eyes closed as she tried to savor every sensation. The moment she felt the new object around her neck, she opened her eyes and looked around. It took only few seconds for her to realize it: the leash and the headband in my hands were really driving her crazy. She swallowed hard and met my gaze, biting her lip.
Without hesitation, I finished my task by placing the headband in her hair. She looked absolutely gorgeous like that—so perfect, so vulnerable, so obedient. I couldn’t wait to see her on all fours for me.
“Look at you… so beautiful,” I said calmly, though my heart felt ready to explode.
“Am I?” she asked, giving me a puppy-dog face.
“Oh yes, kitten, you are. We’re going for a short walk now, okay?” I asked, pretending, as I brushed a strand of hair aside—but she knew there was no other choice. Indeed, she nodded.
So, I took again the vibrator she hadn’t already seen and got up, ready to guide her toward the kitchen.
“Come on, little kitten, show me where the kitchen is. Oh and… on all four of course”.
Vi got off the sofa, placing her hands on the floor first, then her feet. Then she began crawling slowly as I walked past her, holding the leash. I had imagined her in that position a thousand times, but none of those imagined moments compared to this. And the mere thought that she was doing it for me… that was truly overwhelming.
Suddenly, I decided that wasn’t enough. I needed to feel more - I needed to feel her struggle. And when I tugged on the lash, leaving her breathless, she began to protest. She continued moving, as if she were trying to set herself free. I tugged harder and reached her ear, this time leaving her struggling to breathe.
“Vi, behave”. This was all it took to make her still and obedient once again.
“You know, I’m very curious about something”, I said sitting on my knees behind her. “Sit on your knees for me and stay still”.
Needless to say, she obeyed my command without a second thought. My lips found her neck again, tormenting it as my free hand made its way down to her belly. Her moans grew louder every time I toyed with the waistband of her boxers.
Then, suddenly, I slipped my hand inside and found exactly what I was looking for - warmth, and wetness. She was completely soaked, trembling under my touch. Even though I wanted to control myself and save it for later, I couldn’t resist - I gathered some of her slick and started playing with her needy clit. Vi rested her head on my shoulder, letting out soft, beautiful moans that turned into frustrated groans the moment I pulled away. But I didn’t leave her. Once I pulled my fingers out of her boxers, I showed her just how excited she was. She lifted her head, gasping for breath.
“Is this all for me?”, I asked her, pretending I didn’t know the answer.
She nodded frenetically. “Y-yeah… for you”.
Again, I couldn’t resist. Under her gaze, I brought my fingers, slick with her wetness, to my lips and tasted her. Warm and delicate, almost melting under my tongue. More moans escaped Vi’s lips.
“You taste so good… and I know you’re impatient. Let’s get to the kitchen, love”.
When we finally reached the kitchen (me walking, Vi crawling), I made sure she sat in front of a chair. I picked up the bowl and placed it on the surface, right in front of her. Then, I slowly poured some milk into it. Vi’s curiosity was palpable; she followed my every move with complete focus.
After finishing my task, I sat once again behind her. I slowly let my hand run through her hair, trying to get her relaxed. Then, without any warning, I tugged her hair, guiding her head down toward the bowl. She had to steady herself on the chair with her hands.
“Come on, little kitten. Why don’t you show me how to drink milk?”.
This time, I wasn’t sure what convinced her – my commanding voice or my thumbs, which had slipped under her sports bra and begun to gently play with her nipples. As she licked the milk, drinking just like a cat, I could feel her racing heart and ragged breath. She was going mad - I could feel it.
“Mhh, just like that”, I murmured in her ear, making her moans even louder.
Vi started moving her hips against nothing, showing me she couldn’t resist anymore and needed some sort of relief. My hand found again what it had discovered before, while the other continued teasing her nipple. This time, it really began to do its job. I traced slow circles on her clit, making her spread her legs wider and wider.
“You like circles, don’t you?”, she nodded continuing to drink her milk. “Then use that tongue to make circles… just as if you were licking my clit”.
And so she did. She was shivering and trembling under my touch, yet she stayed focused on her task. Vi was really trying to draw circles, as if that milk were me. Now I could feel my own wetness starting to drip down my thighs.
Trying to reach for the vibrator, I pulled my hand out of her core. This time, her groans were louder and more frustrated - she really couldn’t take it anymore. So, I moved as fast as I could, turned on the vibrator, and pressed it right against her clit, which was practically begging for attention. She jumped at the sudden sensation, completely caught off guard.
“Oh… fuck”, she gasped, and it was all she could say. I reached her ear again.
“Okay, Violet. You earned a reward. Listen carefully, you can stop drinking milk. I’m not going to move the vibrator, but if you want to move against it… I will appreciate the show. Okay?”.
“Oh… ye-yes. Thank… you”, she stammered, already losing her mind.
And, of course, she did want to give me a show. Or maybe not—but Vi couldn’t decide anymore. It was her body that had taken full control of the situation. She needed to grind against the vibrator, and the way her hands gripped the chair confirmed it perfectly. And my fingers brushing against her nipple certainly didn’t help…
“You like it, don’t you?”, I teased.
“F… Fuck, Cait. I-I need… I want to…”.
“Oh, you can say that. Let me hear you and you can have it”.
“I need to cum”, she managed to say in one breath.
“Good girl. Then do it”.
Just before I finished the sentence, I felt her body tense. Her breath hitched, as if she were trying to focus. That was the way I understood she was about to have an orgasm. Suddenly, her body shuddered violently, every muscle tightening as waves of pleasure rippled through her. Her moans turned into cries, loud and breathless, her hips pressing harder against the vibrator. I could feel her trembling from head to toe, her hands clutching the chair for support as she lost herself completely. Each pulse, each shiver, seemed to echo in the room, and I could see the pure release on her face, leaving her both exhausted and glowing. I pulled the vibrator away and started caressing her.
As her body slowly relaxed, I kept my fingers lightly tracing her skin, savoring the way she still trembled under my touch. Her breath came in short, uneven gasps. I leaned closer, letting my lips brush her ear, and whispered praises, feeling her shiver again at the sound of my voice. Even in the aftermath, she was completely mine - obedient, vulnerable, and captivated by every sensation I gave her.
Vi let her head rest on my shoulder and slowly began to breathe normally again.
“So… I really am a kitten,” she said, laughing softly.
“Of course you are. And now… cuddle time for you! Want to shower together?”
“Yeah, shower together, cupcake,” she replied, smiling gently.