I’m just about to press the makeup wipe onto the heavy eyeliner decorating my right eye when I feel him behind me. His fingertips dig into the soft flesh of my hips, his hot breath tickling the nape of my neck as he murmurs, “Take the jeans off but keep the rest on.”
We had just come from a friend’s Halloween party. I hadn’t had the time to be all that creative with a costume this year, so I decided to go with the age-old trick of being a slutty kitty cat. I had on cat ears, dramatic eye makeup, a strappy black bodysuit, and a pair of black jeans.
I flick my eyes up, my gaze catching his in the mirror, making my stomach flip at the playful heat in it. I knew where this was going, and a moment later, he confirms it when he leans in closer, his deep voice vibrating against the shell of my ear, dripping with a slightly sadistic mockery. “Don’t you want to show Daddy what a good little cum-hungry kitten you can be?”
I close my eyes briefly, squeezing my thighs together against the ache that erupts between them at his words. We had a game we liked to play where he would edge me, and I would confess my most embarrassing fantasies and desires. Sometimes he made them come true; sometimes he used them against me at a later date. I was honest enough with myself to admit I probably partly dressed in the cat costume tonight hoping that he would make my latest fantasy a reality. I had told him I wanted to try pet play; to be transformed into the most pathetic version of myself for his pleasure.
He laughs at my frazzled state, peels his warm body off of mine and tells me not to make him wait before sauntering out of the room.
When I glance up at myself in the mirror, my cheeks are flushed, and my pupils are dilated. I hurriedly push my jeans down, leaving me in only the strappy black bodysuit, and follow him into the bedroom.
As I open the door to the bedroom, my breath catches at the sight of him sprawled on the bed, completely naked, powerful thighs spread wide, his cock hard and glistening. My eyes are glued to how thick and long it is, my mouth watering at the sight.
“I can already tell what a greedy, desperate little pet you’re going to be,” his amused voice breaks through my trance. “But you know me better than to think I’ll make it that easy on you. Pets earn their treats, and you’re going to have to show Daddy all your best tricks.”
He punctuates his words with a long, slow stroke of his cock. My breathing turns shallow at his movement, actually jealous of his hand. Slowly, I fall to my knees in front of him, looking up through my lashes. Just as I go to lean down and wrap my lips around the head of his cock, I feel one big hand glide up into my hair, grasp it at the roots and pull my head back until I’m looking up into his eyes. “Tsk tsk, kitten. I said you’d have to earn it.”
He reaches over to the side table, and my gaze catches on my favorite dildo in his hand. So tunnel-visioned on the object of my obsession, I hadn’t even noticed it until now. A sly smile curves his lips as he places the dildo right between my spread thighs, ensuring the suction cup is firmly stuck to the hardwood floor. I look back up at him, my body tense and eager to bend and make itself pliable in whichever way he desires.
“Go on, show me how well you take your toy. We both know that pretty little pussy is so slick and needy you’ll slide right down it.”
I feel my body clench in response, my shaky hands quickly swiping the bodysuit to the side as I hover my pussy over the dildo, the tip barely brushing against me. I look up at him, my eyes pleading for permission to stretch myself out for his entertainment. He keeps me in suspense, his eyes tracking over my face and what is most likely a very needy expression. Reaching a hand towards my face, he tenderly strokes a finger along my cheekbone, ‘’I want to see your pretty tits bounce for me, take them out and then show me how well you use your toy.’’
I reach eager, clumsy hands up to the straps of my body suit, lowering them and letting my tits spill out, nipples puckered and aching as his hungry gaze devours them. Slowly I press my pussy against the head of the dildo, feeling the delicious stretch as I slide my way down it inch by inch, my pussy making obscene sounds, because he was right: He’s barely touched me and I’m fucking soaked for him.
As if reading my mind he flashes me that tauntingly sexy smirk again, ‘’You’re just a needy little cunt with a needy little cunt aren’t you? Now show daddy how well his kitten takes cock and don’t you dare fucking cum until I give you permission.’’
I feel my face heat with embarrassment but I can’t hold back the desperate whimper at his words, my pussy clenching around the dildo, making the stretch that much more delicious, because he was absolutely right. I’m nothing but a needy little cunt. His needy little cunt.
I start to roll my hips slowly, working the toy so it hits me right in that magical spot that makes my vision blur and my legs weak. His eyes are glued to my pussy, watching it swallow the dildo, but the heat of them only serves as encouragement. I reach up and play with my tits, twisting and pinching my nipples, as I pick up my pace, arching my back a little to make sure I’m giving him the best view possible.
His cock jerks, a drop of pre cum rolling down the shaft, bringing my attention back to my original fixation. My intention must be written all over my face though, because before I can finally taste him on my tongue he grabs his cock with one hand, and grasps my hair with the other tugging my head back. He brushes his cock against my cheek, drags it down to my lips, and teasingly taps the head against them. I let out a desperate whimper, and literally feel my pussy gush, getting more and more swollen around the dildo. I feel like the slightest brush against my clit would make me explode, my body grinding against the dildo with shallow, jerky movements as I try to soothe the ache that’s getting more and more intense with everything he does, everything he says, while also desperately trying to be a good girl and not cum.
‘’My pretty girl is so eager,’’ he coos ‘’But you’re going to have to show me how much you want it. Beg me to fuck your mouth, kitten.’’
If I was more in my right mind I would probably be at least slightly ashamed at how quickly I throw all dignity out the window and plead with him, ‘’Please, please daddy I want to taste your cock. Need to taste it. Going to be a good girl. Going to be your best girl. Please daddy fuck my mouth. Need to make you feel good. Please?’’
He just looks down at me, before a slow smile curves his lips, ‘’Of course sweetheart. But as sweet as those words sound coming out of those pretty lips, that’s not what I meant. You’re a kitten aren’t you? Last I remembered kitten’s don’t talk. They meow.’’
My body jerks in surprise, the haze lifting for a moment as I look at him with wide eyes. I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not. Sure I had wanted to dress as a cat and be petted a bit, but meowing? Maybe that was a bit too far. Unfortunately my pussy did not get the memo, because she is now squeezing the dildo with a deathgrip, clenching around it in shallow little pulses that I know are a tell-tale sign that I am so, so close to cumming. I still my movements to avoid disobeying him.
‘’Are you going to be a good girl or do I need to take care of myself and send you back to your cage?’’
At this I narrow my eyes at him in annoyance, his challenge brushing up against my inner brat who desperately wants to come out and play. I tamp her down, now isn’t the time. One day I’ll show him that this kitty has claws, but right now all I want is to cum and most of all to feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of my throat, to taste his cum, to make him feel good. So I meow. Apparently not loud enough, because he puts a hand behind his ear and says, ‘’Sorry I didn’t catch that. What did you say?’’
Still glaring at him, I meow louder. He gives me a warm smile, reaching up a hand to toy with my cat ears ‘’What a good girl. The prettiest kitten, and all mine.’’
I had stopped moving on the dildo, just letting it stretch me open, but at his praise I have to dig my nails into my palm to avoid sending myself over the edge. Okay, maybe this meowing thing wasn’t so bad. I look up at him, and meow again, and as I do his gaze grows heavier, his hand moving into my hair to softly play with it. I start to move my hips again oh so slowly, as I continue to meow. As he keeps playing with my hair I unconsciously start to rub my cheek against his thigh, my meowing morphing into purring sounds as I nuzzle up against him, my face getting closer and closer to his cock. The sane, rational me was going to absolutely hate slutty me tomorrow. But right now slutty me had the reins and she wanted one thing, and one thing only. I look up questioningly, seeking permission as I flick my tongue out to wet my lips, my eyes moving down to his cock to make sure he gets the message loud and clear.
That’s when I realize how worked up he is. He’s doing his best to stay in control, to seem blase, but his free hand is fisting the blanket beside us so hard his knuckles are white. His breath is coming in shallow; his chest rising and falling rapidly. His cock is so hard it looks painful, the head dark, the skin pulled taut. Apparently the meowing does it for him too.
When he speaks his voice comes out in a rasp, ‘’Yeah baby, put it in your mouth. Need to feel those pretty lips wrapped around me.’’
His desperation brings out my slightly sadistic side, and instead of taking him slow and deep like I know he expects me to, I keep nuzzling at his thigh as I bring my hand up, wrapping it around the base of his cock. Then as I move up his thigh, instead of moving back down like I have been, I keep going until my face is flush with his cock, the soft skin of my cheek pressed against it. I looked up at him, my eyes hazy with pleasure, before I let my tongue flick out, swiping up and down his shaft in one long, hot drag. He lets out a pained groan, closing his eyes for a minute before looking back down at me with a curious gleam, waiting to see what I do next. Apparently I have a leash, and now I want to find out how long it is.
I let my tongue lap at the head of his cock, half lick half kiss. I let out a loud moan, my eyes closing in bliss as I taste his precum on my tongue: Slick, musky, all him. All mine. At the taste of him I start to fuck myself harder onto the dildo, my hips starting to move at a furious pace. The slick sounds of my utterly soaked pussy echo through the room, harmonizing with the rhythmic sounds of my mouth on his cock. My licking transforms into fervent, desperate open mouthed kisses, then shifts into teasing licks at the head, punctuated by soft suction. I take in just the first few inches, sucking gently with my lips while my tongue wraps around him, back and forth, my brain getting foggier by the minute, drunk on the taste of him. I know I’m losing my grip on the control I just found over him.
My hips are starting to move more erratically, stuttering, my pussy is burning as I clench my muscles trying desperately not to cum, all while I can’t help but fuck myself onto the dildo harder, desperate to cum. All I am is desperation personified. I’m starting to take him deeper, in long slow wet dips of my head, my eager mouth absolutely soaking him in slick spit. I don’t care anymore. All I need is to feel his cock at the back of my throat, spit spilling down my chin onto my tits, as I cum around the dildo. Just as I work him all the way in, my eyes watering slightly I feel him pull me off his cock in one smooth move, next thing I know my hips are humping the air as he hauls me up by my armpits, my half drugged, half startled gaze meeting his. We are standing face to face, my pussy is still gripping onto the dildo, but he reaches between us and removes it inch by inch, his thumb ghosting over my clit making a shiver rack through my body.
He leans down, his breath hot against my ear as he growls, “You almost had me for a minute there, but you’re such a needy little mess you couldn’t help but put on a pathetic show for Daddy, could you? One taste of my cock and there’s not a single thought in that pretty little head other than how badly you want to cum for me while gagging on it.”
As he speaks, he reaches out, fingers curling around my chin, tilting my head to hold my gaze. “Instead of being a good girl and letting me fuck your mouth like you were supposed to, you decided to tease me with your slutty little tongue.” He pauses, letting the weight of his words sink in, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip. “Well, if I knew kitten wanted to spend so much time savoring me I would have made sure to give her the most delicious of treats.”
Suddenly, he pushes his thumb into my mouth, pressing down on my tongue, the shock of it sending a thrill through me. After a moment, he pulls it out, leaving me gasping for breath. “But no worries. We can make up for it now. I know your greedy little pussy has made a big mess. And we are going to slather my cock in that mess and then you’re going to lap it all up like the eager little fucktoy that you so clearly want to be.”
He reaches between us, his middle and index fingers swiping oh so softly against my swollen pussy. My hand reaches instinctively for his bicep, digging my nails into the firmness at the mind-melting pleasure. He just brushed up against my clit, but his fingers come away slightly glistening with my wetness. He brings them up to my lips, smearing my pussy juice on them before focusing his hungry gaze on them.
He leans down, and I expect him to kiss me, but instead, he flicks his tongue against my lips, lapping at the smeared wetness, groaning as the taste hits his tongue. His licking gets more desperate, and soon enough, he’s fucking his tongue into my mouth, feeding me the taste of myself as he reaches up and tugs on a hard, tender nipple. The combination of his hot, wet tongue forcing its way into my mouth over and over and his rough fingertips sending electricity shooting from my nipples to my pussy sends me reeling. I breathe a helpless whimper into his mouth, a plea for him to take care of me, to give me what I need, because only he can.
He pulls away from me, mouth red and swollen, chest heaving, and eyes dark with a desire that no doubt reflects mine. Without a word, he reaches down again, and starting at my entrance he parts me, swiping his fingers through my drenched pussy. When he pulls them back, they’re covered in my wetness, and he wastes no time wrapping them around his cock, slathering it in my cum. He doesn’t even need to tell me to get on my knees before I’ve fallen at his feet.
He picks up the dildo from where he had placed it on the bedside table and puts it back in front of me. Instead of sitting down like before, he stands tall, his hard cock centimeters from my lips. A sigh of relief escapes me as I lower myself onto the dildo and feel that delicious stretch once again. Leaning forward, my mouth wraps around him, my tongue darting out to taste the combination of us on him; his pre-cum, my wetness. I really do feel like an animal right now; I could practically purr at how right this feels. He tastes like me, he smells like me, and he’s covered in me. He’s mine.
I’ve barely started, and I know I’m going to cum. I’ve been holding it in for so long, and the combined taste of us is just too much. I take him deeper and faster, my lips pursing, greedily trying to suck him back in as he retreats from my mouth before thrusting back in each time a bit deeper, my tongue growing more wet, more eager. My hips start to stutter on the dildo, my pussy so fucking swollen it rubs in the best, tightest way against the toy. My nipples feel so hard they could burst, and when he reaches down to tug at one and says, “Cum for me, kitten. You’re such a good fucking girl, and you deserve to cum for Daddy,” I positively come undone. My body coiling and uncoiling as I gush all over the toy, desperate whines and pants spilling out of me. I keep fucking myself onto it, rubbing it against that magical spot, wringing every last pulse of pleasure from my pussy.
I collapse at his feet, my thighs trembling from the intensity of it. He reaches down and pulls me up, gathering me in his arms as he pushes my face into his chest, smoothing my hair with one hand while the other runs soothingly up and down my spine. I look up at him, my eyes still glazed over with pleasure. “Can I have my treat now, Daddy?”
He looks down at me, cracking a smile before dropping a sweet kiss on my cheek. “Of course you can, baby girl. You’ve been the best of kittens and have more than earned your reward. But I’m going to do all the work. You just lay there and be the pretty baby you are.”
I do as he says, lying on the bed while he straddles my chest, running the head of his cock teasingly against my still-sensitive nipples before pressing it to my lips. I look up at him, a playful glint lighting my eyes as I teasingly dart my tongue out.
He narrows his eyes at me. “No. You’ve had your fun. I told you this time I’m in control. Open your mouth like a good girl and let Daddy spill your reward down your slutty little throat.”
I open my mouth wide, my tongue sticking out, looking up at him innocently. He taps his cock against my tongue, a shiver racking his body as he glides the shaft along it, until he’s pressing the head against the back of my throat, pushing in slowly but firmly. My tongue squirms against the underside of his cock, and spit dribbles out the sides of my mouth. I relax my throat, and he slides in deeper.
His hands wrap around either side of my jaw, his fingertips meeting at the back of my neck as he starts to fuck into my mouth, going a little deeper every time until I take him all the way to the base. His groans echo in the room as he uses my mouth, wet, sloppy, and slow, pulling all the way out before pressing back in harder, until I gag slightly, and make-up runs down my cheeks.
“Fuck, kitten, you’re such a good little fucktoy. So good for me. Your mouth is magical, just as fucking wet and needy as your cunt. Gonna feed you your reward, kitten. My good girl. My perfect slut.”
My pussy starts to throb again at the way he uses my mouth and the way he speaks to me. His strong hands wrapped around my face, keeping me in place and moving me slightly back and forth in time with his thrusts, like I’m a doll that exists solely for his pleasure. I reach a hand down between my thighs, rubbing mindlessly at my swollen clit, still slick from my orgasm. His groans get raspier, and as he begins to fuck into my mouth faster, I know he’s getting close. His thrusts remain precise and deliberate, but there’s a franticness to them that wasn’t there before, as if he’s holding onto control by a thread.
I’m a mess, spit falling into my hair and onto my chest, pathetic noises escaping my lips while my hips grind against my hand, tingling sensations in my toes telling me I’m about to cum again soon. Just as I think he’s going to cum down my throat, he pulls out completely, reaching down to tug at his cock with firm, slow strokes. I look up at him through heavy-lidded, confused eyes, whining in protest. He brushes a piece of hair out of my face, petting my cat ears as he continues to stroke his cock, just inches from my swollen, hungry lips.
“I told you I was going to do the work and that I was going to feed you your reward. Now shush and keep rubbing that pretty pussy while I feed my kitten her cream.”
I start rubbing my pussy more frantically at his words, my eyes glued to the way his hand strokes up and down his thick cock. His strokes quicken as he grabs my chin, telling me to open my mouth. Letting out a deep groan, his hips jerk, and hot cum spills onto my lips, my tongue, and his fingers. There’s so much of it, and I lap it all up eagerly, licking at my lips and rubbing my swollen pussy with more urgency. My toes curl as I feel myself getting closer and closer.
He swipes some of his cum off my chin, adding it to the cum already on his fingers, and brings his hand to my mouth. “All yours, kitten. Don’t waste a drop.”
I take his words as some kind of permission, and start to desperately lap at his finger, licking up every last drop, smearing some of it against my cheeks, down my chin, in my eagerness. As I greedily claim my reward I feel pleasure suffuse my body in a warm perfect glow, and then I feel my pussy clench and unclench sending wave after wave of bliss through every nerve ending, until I fall limp against the bed.
He falls down beside me, gathering me into his arms and laughing into the side of my neck. “I guess we actually will have to get you a collar now, kitten.”
I push him away and swat at him in mock annoyance, but I know he’s right. This is far from a one-time thing.
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