The Master's Kitten

In the afterglow of the rough fucking she had received, Kitten looked absolutely stunning. Her hair was a warm reddish brown that deepened when the light hit it. It was quite thick and fairly long, the ends hanging between her shoulder blades. She wore it down, with bangs that framed her face, and now it was a hot mess. Sir smiled as he twined his fingers in it while she lapped their juices off his cock. In between licks her eyes darted up at him. Her makeup was mussed now. The lipstick worn off, probably on various different parts of Sir, and the eyeliner smudged in cute circles under her eyes. Not to mention the darkening marks from his attentions that marred her neck. She was gentle now, and Sir relished the soft warm feel of her tongue, and her hands on his thighs.

Once his cock was clean, Kitten slowly crawled on top of Sir. A light sheen of sweat coated her body from their exertions, her cheeks and chest flushed a fetching shade of pink. As she moved, Sir noted the supple muscles bunching and relaxing, her back was limber, and arched deliciously, her shoulders surprisingly well defined and broad. She was like a little panther, muscular and lean, but graceful and soft. He noted her glorious rump, so full and round and the thick muscular thighs, maybe not so lean he smirked, and spanked her smartly, earning himself a short yelp.

As she straddled him, legs to either side of his hips, and hands on either side of his head, Sir could feel the tip of her fluffy little tail. Rather than lean in and kiss him, or even lie down and cuddle him as Sir had expected, Kitten slowly began to sway her hips. Back and forth, with each movement he could feel her tail dragging teasingly across his skin. Soon she did lean in further, he could feel her nipples just graze his chest, and her lips were very nearly close enough to kiss. How exquisite.

Sir reached up to stroke his Kitten. First he let his fingers slide gently up along her legs, savoring the soft feel of her skin, the subtle firmness of her musculature. For a moment, he grasped her ass and she gasped, but then his hands continued wandering. Sir stroked the soft fur of her tail, tugging at it teasingly, absently wondering just how large the butt plug she had attached to it was. Kitten reached back and placed one of his hands back onto her ass purposefully. So he squeezed it again and then spanked her roughly with a grin. Sir would place his hands where he liked, and she needed to be reminded who was in charge.

When he was done stroking her tail, his hands wandered upwards, the curve of her back was beautifully exaggerated, the smooth arch accentuating her fabulous butt. As she held herself up over him, he could appreciate the muscles in her back as he rubbed between her shoulder blades, extracting an approving purr from his feline. Moving his hands around to her chest he caressed her breasts and her purring intensified. Could it be that Kitten wasn’t tired yet? That maybe she even wanted more from him? Gentle stroking turned to a rougher squeezing, then pinching. Kitten bit her lip and watched him lustily as Sir shifted underneath her and finally licked at her nipples. A quiet moan escaped her. Yes, she wanted this.

While continuing to lavish her breasts with attention, Sir reached one of his hands around Kitten’s backside, down to her tail. The tail was attached to her anal plug by a clasp, which Sir swiftly undid. Kitten looked down wide eyed at him as he tossed her tail aside onto the bed.

She started to open her mouth in protest but Sir cut her off “We wouldn’t want your tail getting all wet in the shower now would we?”

“No Sir, of course not.” She whispered.

He smacked her ass firmly and winked “Well what are you waiting for?”

She climbed off of Sir, and with a quick glance over her shoulder at the sexy beast she had sprawled out on her bed, Kitten scampered off to her shower.

As Kitten turned the water on she ran her fingers through her tangled hair and smiled. What an amazing creature she had brought home with her. Sir was every hidden fantasy she had ever had, and maybe more. She could hear him digging through his bag and pulling things out and she shivered with anticipation. Who could have known how seriously he would take her invitation to do as he wished? Everything was turning out so well…

As she untied the ribbon from her neck, Kitten touched her hickies. Oh, she would probably have to buy some heavier makeup if she was to have any hope of covering these up. But that was more than alright. Stepping into the shower was warm and soothing. The water beaded on her naked body, and the water eased her deliciously aching muscles. The ribbon had left something of a phantom bruise, she could still feel the pressure on her neck even though she bore no marks. It was truly marvelous, she thought.

Truth be told, she had always wanted a master, wanted to be dominated. Collaring her, even if it was with a ribbon, felt like a natural extension of her desires. Kitten lathered her body with soap, she was quite curvy, and her skin was soft and delicate. She had her eyes closed and a hand between her legs when she heard Sir enter the room.

“Coming in, Master?”

He chuckled in response. “Oh Kitten. However did I find you?”

As the shower door opened he saw her standing there somewhat shyly, a hand to her chest. The steam framed her beautifully, and water clung to her in all the right places. Beneath the fruity smell of her body wash he could still scent the raw musky undertones of their sex. Or maybe that was him he mused. She reached out as he stepped in, tracing her wet fingers over his abs, admiring him.

Sir closed the door behind him and took Kitten’s face in his hands, kissing her roughly. The shower made them both warm and slick, hands sliding over each other's skin. Their embrace was hot and passionate, Sir had his tongue in her mouth and she sucked at it eagerly as she reached down for what she’d really like to suck. Wow, he was already hard again. His hands were everywhere, he grabbed her ass and pressed her naked body up against him as she grinded into him hungrily. Her other hand wandered to grab his ass, his wonderfully muscular ass. Kitten broke the kiss, already panting lightly and continued to kiss her way down his body. She ran one hand down his abs, and the other lightly clawed at his back as she sank to her knees.

Kitten nuzzled her wet nose into his thigh and kissed it. Then she did the same with his balls, lapping at one, then the other. As she started to lick him, Sir roughly pulled her hair so she was looking up into his face.

“I told you before, not until I say.” He released the tension, but kept his hand in her hair.

She kneaded his thighs and buttocks with her hands. Not until he says? She continued to lap at his balls, sucking on one, then the other, staring up at him hungrily. Could he see it, in her eyes how she wanted to suck his cock? Maybe he wanted more from her. She kept watching him, and licking, but she also arched her back a little more showing off her ass. She put her paws on the shower floor to steady herself, and then she began to play. First she reached back and slowly clawed up her thigh, leaving nice red marks up to her ass, which she then pulled open so Sir could see the glittering steel plug still buried in her tight little ass.

“You may,” Sir allowed. Kitten grabbed his ass and pulled him to her hard as she swallowed his cock with no warning at all. She took it deep and suppressed her gag as she looked him in the eyes. “Good girl” He praised her. So she doubled her efforts. She went down on him vigorously, she slurped as she sucked at his cock, but she didn't care how messy she was. All that mattered to her was pleasing her master. Her fingers left marks on his ass to match her own as she tried to take him deeper, she alternated licking and sucking, anything to earn her one of his wonderful moans.

Her free hand wandered down between her thighs to stroke her poor, soaking pussy. She had already been well fucked, and was still dripping cum. In fact, her very soreness was arousing. She was terribly sensitive and every touch was like a delicious fire, lighting up her nerves and making her twist with desire. As she got into a good rhythm she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the taste of him. She had cleaned him off well before, but he still tasted of them both. Her fingers were buried inside her pussy, hot and slippery as she fucked herself shamelessly.

Sir tugged at her hair, pulling her off his cock and then tugging her to her feet.

“Now turn ‘round for me like a good girl.”

Kitten set her feet apart to keep her balance, and placed her hands on the cool tile, bending over and showing off her rump for the master. She looked back at him over her shoulder and shifted her hips, taunting him. He smiled and turned her head so she was looking straight at the wall. With a hand on either side of her hips he teased her with his cock. Sliding in between her legs, coating himself with her cum, edging her and coaxing her back onto his cock. With a hand she reached down and began to rub her clit, seeking pleasure from herself even as he teased her. Of course, that wasn’t what Sir had in mind.

He grabbed her arm and deftly twisted it behind her back, leaning into her as his cock finally slid into her waiting pussy. She whimpered in pleasure, not even trying to wrestle back her arm. Slowly, he pumped in and out of her, giving her the full length of that big, thick cock. Letting her savor every inch.

“Now I want you to spread your ass for me Kitten.”

He returned her arm to her, and she quickly dropped her hand to her ass. Thinking of what he’d asked for, Kitten leaned her chest and face against the tile and reached back with her other arm as well. Both hands now behind her back, Kitten spread her cheeks as Sir had asked. When she did he picked up the pace as her reward. Oh how she loved getting fucked. She didn’t mind how her chest was bouncing off the wall. In fact, she really enjoyed the rough treatment. The cool tiles even felt nice on her hot flushed cheeks, she wiggled her hips appreciatively and then smacked her own ass moaning.

Sir’s balls smacked into her ass as he bottomed out, over and over again. This man truly knew how to pleasure a woman. Feeling his cock fill her so completely made her squirm with delight. Kitten struggled just to keep her footing as Sir held onto her hips, digging his fingers into her soft wet skin. She first licked her lips and them bit them, shyly holding back the meowing that so desperately wished to escape her.

He wanted her to meow for him though, this shy little Kitten was so hot, and all she needed was a little push in the right direction. “Why don’t you meow for your Master like a good Kitten now.” He asked her.

That settled it, in between moans she whimpered “Meow Master,” quietly at first, but as Sir shifted his angle, pushing her closer up against the wall, then nudging her to lift her leg and place it on the edge of the tub, her shyness left her as she was overcome with pleasure. “Oh god meOW.”

He smiled, what a good little sex Kitten. He took her hands and placed them on the wall in front of her, she eagerly used the new leverage to slam herself down harder onto his thrusting cock. Her wet hair was plastered to her face and back, the water coursing along her spine, she was a vision. A vision of hot messy sex and it drove Sir wild. She had been so timid and modest outside, and now she lusted for his cock, she did as she was told. He spanked her hard, but her yelp was still one of pleasure and she smiled and meowed for him.

Sir placed his hands over hers on the wall, their bodies touching fully, chest to back, hips to ass, cock buried inside of her pussy. He bit her shoulder, hard enough for her to whimper, but not to mark, and he mated her like a wild animal. Rough. Fast. Deep.

“I want you to squeal for Master when you cum.” She nodded, truly incapable of speech.

She was almost surprised she hadn’t already cum, the intensity of what was coming already had her trembling though, and it hadn’t even happened yet. Kitten knew she would have no problems squealing for her new Master. She wasn’t sure she would be able to hold it back even if she wanted to. Each thrust sent new ripples of pleasure radiating across her body, there were so many sensations to savor. The tile on her hot flesh, the warm spray of water coating her body, Sir’s fingers digging into her hips, and his cock. That hot member erased all other thought from her mind. Hardly anything else could matter with that constant rhythm, he rubbed in all the right places so deliciously. His cock was the perfect size for this little Kitten. He filled her nearly to bursting, so hot, so full, so incredibly amazing. She was already raw from their first session, but that only heightened the pleasure for her now. She trembled in anticipation, bracing herself against the wall for the coming orgasm, how could she possibly keep standing? How could she be bothered to care? The building climax was so great, her hands clenched and released uselessly against the wall, her whole body was tensing and preparing. Sir could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, the feeling spurring him on even faster, driving them both over the edge.

At first it sounded like a whimper, but Kitten’s meowing would not be quieted. She came long and loud. Just as sir had requested. Her orgasm had her pinned against the wall, panting heavily as she ground her hips shamelessly on Sir’s big cock. Only the walls and Sir’s own body kept her from collapsing onto the floor in a pleasured heap of exhaustion. Sir was hard up against her, his own orgasm making him thrust into her, pushing her back up against the wall again and again, his cum filling her pussy and dripping down her thighs. As their climaxes ebbed, he began kissing her, and nibbling at her between breaths. Basking in the afterglow of their endeavors.