It had been a long day for both the kitten and her owner, though not for the same reasons. Her owner had to do work, so he was stuck at his desk writing and taking meetings all day. But for her it was long because she had not had the opportunity to just curl up next to him on a pet bed while he worked. His meetings and the time crunch he was on made it so that she had to spend several hours all alone. But luckily it was a nice day outside and so his house had plenty of wonderful spots where the perfect sun beams waited for her to go and relax in while curling up on a bed. Yet relaxation and sun beams weren't a substitute for what she really wanted, to spend time with her owner and get to cuddle up with him, but luckily for the both of them work had come to an end.

She knew almost instinctively at this point what time her owner got off work, sometimes she wouldn't even need to look at a clock, she could just tell. So as the time fast approached she made sure to get all nice and ready for her owner. She made sure to put on a cute outfit that she knew her owner loved, which was small black top, a black skirt, and black knee high socks with cat feet at the end. She also made sure to put on her favorite accessories like her ears, tail, and the collar he had bought for her. The feeling of just those three alone was simply divine, and it was almost enough to put her into sub space, but she worked to keep her presence of mind for a little while longer.

Before she went out to go wait for her owner she looked in the mirror to double check her appearance. She was a petite woman at around 5'2 though she had always gotten compliments on the shape of her hips and her ass. Her skin was a beautiful warm umber brown and her hair was a deep onyx black that she kept in long box braids which cascaded down her body extenuating her figure. Her eyes were a soft hazel which were framed beautifully by her long eyelashes. She thought about doing make-up, but as she looked at the clock she realized she didn't have time for it, but she wasn't upset, she knew he wouldn't be mad at her for not having any on. The last thing she needed to grab was her leash, but she knew better than to put it on herself, she needed her owner to do that for her, so she waited outside his door, sitting like the cute kitten she was with her leash in her mouth ready.

As he came out of his office he was immediately greeted as he had always been by his adorable little kitten. He looked down at her and smiled seeing her all ready in her outfit, her ears looking perfect and her tail swaying slightly as she gently moved her hips side to side in excitement. She looked up at him with eyes that shone of not simply arousal but also of comfort and love. Getting to see her owner was often the best part of her evenings, and she knew that he felt the same. It was something she could see in his eyes, they shone with the same level of love and joy that she knew her own eyes radiated.

He was a taller man standing at around 6'3 with an athletic build that only worked to extenuate his broadness. His skin was a deep golden brown, he had short russet brown hair, a well-kept beard, and beautiful hazel eyes. She loved how tall he was, it meant that when she was sitting in front of him all he had to do was bend over to give her head pats and ear scratches. "what a good little kitten you are." Hearing his voice sent a wave of happiness and calm throughout her body as it flooded her mind and she could feel herself falling into sub space and with her owner here now, she knew she could let it all go. As he continued to pet her head and praise her it took all her effort to not just melt and flop on the floor out of happiness. He grabbed her leash out of her mouth and strapped it to her collar. "Now then my little kitten, let's get some food shall we?"

Her owner was a careful man, he wanted to make sure that his kitten stayed nice and healthy and so he made sure that her food was packed full of everything she needed. He was also someone who loved to cook which helped him make sure that she was getting everything she needed. But while he was cooking she could feel her energy levels spike as the zoomies took control of her mind and body. She started to roll around on the floor, meowing and pawing at one of the toys her owner had gotten for her. It was a cute little mouse, and she loved to play with it and chase it. He smiled at her watching her play and decided to take a little bit of time away from cooking to play with her. He got one of his favorite toys out, it was a plastic rod that had string at the end a toy at the end of the rope. Watching her chase it around was something he loved, it was always a wonderful way to relax from the day. He would make sure to give her lots of scratches and pets every time she caught it.

He played with her for as long as he could before he went back to finishing up cooking and left her to play with her toys for a bit alone. It didn't take long to finish up their food, he decided to make them a nice homemade spaghetti dish, something she had always loved. She helped him set the table and they sat down to eat.

After he made them dinner and they both ate it was now finally time for her favorite part of the night, getting to just relax and cuddle with her owner. Tonight they both decided to enjoy a nice audio book while he played some games. He got the book set up and the games ready, then went to work making sure his kitten was as comfortable as possible. Then he sat down and welcomed her to jump on the couch and join him, which she happily did. She crawled over to him and snuggled up next to him with her head resting on his lap. He started the audio book and just took some time to pet her and give her lots of attention and love.

The feeling of being close to him and just getting to finally spend time relaxing with him was wonderful and easily one of the best parts of her day. Being able to let go of everything in the world, all her worries, anxieties, responsibilities, all of it, was truly freeing. The feeling of being taken care of by her owner made her feel not only happy but also seen and loved. Yet while she desperately wanted to just relax and cuddle with him, she could also feel herself slowly becoming more and more needy. Being forced to spend most of the day alone was hard, and it didn't help that anytime she got to see him he chose to tease her and play with her. She needed more than cuddles, and so she decided to go for it.

Just pulling out her owners cock and sucking it would have been fun, but she knew better than that. She was the pet here, and so she couldn't simply do whatever she wanted to her owner, she needed to be a proper little kitten no matter how horny she was. But she also wasn't about to simply roll over and do everything exactly as he wanted. Of course she wanted to, but she wasn't about to play the role of a purely obedient pet, after all, kittens are known to be a bit rebellious and mischievous.

Her plan was to start by simply trying to distract him from his game, and to do so she deployed the cats most effective technique, headbutts. She gently pushed her head into his hands while he was playing, making sure to not try and disturb him too much. Every time she did it and heard her owner give a little sigh in annoyance she smiled, it was fun to mess with him and if she pushed him far enough she would get plenty of fun. But she wasn't sure if she wanted to go that far today, for now she would start with head butts and go from there. However, they quickly proved to be not nearly as effective as she had hoped, so she decided to step it up and began to nuzzle him and kiss him on his neck, teasing him while he played. Once again her goal was to distract and mess with him, and this time it worked, but perhaps too well.

As she licked his neck and purred in his ear he could feel the rush of endorphins and pleasure, and without even realizing it himself he slipped into dom mode. As it turned out, she was not the only one who had been pent up and annoyed today, he was just as wound up, and now he had his chance to let it all out.

He paused his game, thankful he had decided to go with a single player game for now and turned his head quickly to look at his kitten who had been purring in his ear. She looked at him a little surprised by his quick movements, but it also left her excited at the possibilities of what he would do. Then his hands quickly shot up to her head and he pulled her in close for a deep kiss, which she just as quickly melted into, letting her body nearly go limp as she felt his lips on hers. Their lips melded together as their tongues moved to bridge the gap between their beings, moving quickly and with a hunger that could not be satisfied. They basked in each other's taste, letting their tongues mingle and explore each other's mouths. The sounds of their kissing rang out through the room and anyone who could have heard might have assumed two animals were getting together as the kitten let out moans and meows of pleasure when she was given the opportunity to breathe and he was letting out his own growls of passion.

The sound of his moans and growls had buried themselves deeply into the kitten's brain, they were the primal sounds of her owner, of the man who cared for her and fucked her like she was his personal sex pet. Each growl displayed his level of need for her body, and it worked to conjure up past memories of the times he would growl and snarl at her as he fucked her from behind while pulling on her leash choking her slightly. Memories continued to cascade through her mind as they kissed, which only drove her on further, making her move over so she could sit on his lap to straddle him and then wrapped her arms around him to pull him close so that she could shove her tongue in even deeper. Her nose was practically crushed by his face due to how hard she was pressing into him and because of that his smell was flowing into her body just as naturally as the oxygen around her. The familiar and wonderful scent of her owner cascaded through her mind taking her into her own world of bliss.

They were locked in each other's embrace, becoming utterly lost in the passion and heat of the moment. The world fell away from both of their minds and was filled only with the other, their taste, their smell, their memories, all of it was flooding into their brains and it only spurred them on further. Both of them had always loved kissing, the act alone was simply majestic, the way it made them both feel connected, held, and scene by the other. There had been times where they would simply kiss on the couch for what felt like hours, embracing each other as they let the sensations carry them to their own world.

However, today would not be one of those days, though he was not about to end their kiss right this second, but he also wasn't going to let it go on too long either. Plans had been building in his head as they locked their lips together, his pent-up desires and needs now finding their outlet in his kitten and as such his mind was flooded with ideas. There had been so many things he wanted to do with her, tie her to a bed and use her all day, let her warm his cock for hours as he fucked her face, there were so many ideas. But one in particular kept creeping up that sounded truly devilish in the most delightful of ways. He knew that his kitten loved rough play, she enjoyed being used like a little whore, but at the same time he knew that he could abuse that desire.

He worked to control his desires, to calm down a little bit while they kissed so that he wouldn't get lost in the pleasure that he was feeling. It was a monumentally hard task to accomplish because she had never once stopped her own onslaught of kissing. With her sweet taste flowing through his mouth constantly, and the lovely smell of her body and hair coursing through him he could barely hold onto himself. But he tried, letting his mind work to pull him out of the immediate sensory experience and into the future, a place where he could plan even more pleasure, though keeping his mind set towards the future was proving to be much harder than anticipated. He refused to give in, he wanted to play with his kitten the way he wanted, not the way she wanted, and if continued down this path he would be giving her exactly what she wanted.

As he kept working to push himself out of his body he began to feel it working slightly and his own mental state started to return to a bit of normalcy which helped him to control his more feral side. This meant that his kissing, which had been full of hunger and need, had calmed down, he stopped trying to spear his tongue down her throat, his hands pulled away from her hair so he could now gently hold her face, and his speed had also slowed quite a bit. His goal was simple, he would give her passion, but he would not give her the intensity she wanted in this moment, because what he wanted more than anything else, was to tease her.

Since she was someone who loved to be fucked hard and fast, he would instead give her a much slower, more passionate, and intimate experience. He knew that she would initially try to fight it and act like she needs more, but he had spent quite a bit of time with his kitten and knew her well. She loved to have breaks in their routine, to be kept on her toes, and of course, to be teased. So, he continued to let his raw arousal turn into passion, letting the fiery intensity of his desires become calm waves of craving, which helped him control himself even more. But he also knew that if he wanted to take the initiative he would have to be able to control her movements, and so as they kissed he allowed one of his hands to run to the back of her head so he could grab her hair and continued to kiss her while controlling himself. Their make out continued, but now with slightly more gaps placed in for air, letting him whisper words at her. "Such a perfect kitten, you taste so sweet and look even better."

His words caused heat to radiate through her face making her blush a deep red, but it also only made her desires grow even stronger. She tried to push back into the kiss but found that her owner was stopping her from moving forward by holding her head back with her hair. The feeling of her hair being pulled and used to stop her movement was intoxicating to her, she wanted even more. Yet at the same time her hair was being used to deny her what she wanted right now, her owner, she wanted and needed him, any part of him she could get, yet now she was being teased. But before she could let out any words or sounds of protest his grip eased and she could move towards him again, though he still held in to control her speed. She was like an animal on a leash desperately trying to push forward to get to another animal, held in place by the strength of her owner. He had to stop hard from not letting the image and feeling overwhelm him and put him back into full dominant mode.

As he eased her back onto his lips she tried to push her tongue forward, desperately seeking to part his lips open and let her tongue mix with his. But he worked hard to control their kiss, not letting her take the lead because if she did his plan would be over quickly. So, to help he pulled her back slightly by her hair and looked at her in the eyes so he could give her a command. "Calm down kitten. I know you are excited but let your owner take the lead here and be a good girl. I know you can do it my little kitten."

The words had a bit of an effect which became evident as his kitten stopped pulling as hard forward, though he did notice that she was still trying to move forward slightly so he kept his grip firm on her hair. With her held in place he slowly began to move his head towards her, and with every fraction of an inch he moved he could feel her pulling against his grip more and more. As he looked into her eyes he saw desperation there and hunger, a deep animalistic hunger that called out to his animal side as well sending up a raging storm of arousal deep in his core that he had to fight to hold down.

Time seemed to have slowed to worse than a snail's pace for the kitten, she could feel the pain from her hair being pulled though it had become an almost soft dulling pain as she had stopped pulling against his grip. She tried to stay still as her owner began to move his face towards hers, but her body betrayed her with every tine movement he made. The pain told her about what her body was doing, but she found herself not caring, all she cared about now was her owner, the way he tasted, the feeling of his lips pressed to hers, she wanted every tiny bit of him she could get her claws on. Yet his grip never eased and his head only moved at a slow pace driving the kitten crazy with anticipation and need. Then he was there, finally she could feel his lips pressed to hers, yet even still she couldn't move her head to push herself into him, and then she noticed that his kiss was not the intense feeling of two animals preparing to embrace one another, it was the kiss of lovers.

As his lips delicately brushed against hers she could feel her heart skip a beat but then kick back into high gear a moment later. His kiss was sweet and so soft that she could barely feel his presence, it was like he was kissing a piece of particularly fragile porcelain that could break under the slightest pressure. Yet the feeling came with its own sensations that wared inside of her, part of her wanting nothing to do with this gentle and sweet owner, preferring the more animalistic heat that he exuded earlier. Another part of her though felt a warmth flare up inside of her every time their lips grazed each other, but it wasn't the coursing fiery heat she was used to feeling, it was a gentler heat that carried with it promises of pleasure and joy in a way that resonated with the core of her being. She decided to give into this softer warmth that was springing up inside of her and with it she could feel her own ravenous lust begin to fall away and in its place was a desire for passion and togetherness.

He could feel her tension and eagerness begin to melt away from her as her shoulders dropped a little, the pull of her head ceased, and her arms were no longer pulling him towards her. They now embraced each other with a level of tenderness and passion that left both them in a state of wanting but also bliss. They couldn't turn off their more animalistic urges for each other's flesh completely, but with each passing second they spent together in that careful embrace they could feel their urges slowly fade away. Each kiss worked to let their feral energies slip out into the Aether and was replaced with a soft desire to stay close and held.

He pulled back slightly from their kiss and looked right into his kitten's eyes. "What a good little girl you are, thank you for listening. Now then, for being such a good girl, why don't I give you a little treat,"

She looked into his eyes, and found herself staring into a slightly unfamiliar image. She was used to his eyes being full of a feral fire that signaled to her he was something like a predator in the woods. There was a danger to those eyes, a danger of being devoured by the predator since she was just a little kitten, but that danger held promises of pleasure beyond what most could even begin to imagine. Yet his eyes now held none of that feral nature or quality to it, instead his eyes shone with a much gentler light, one that held promises of comfort, pleasure, and release. As she looked into his eyes she could feel a shiver running down her back, but it was a pleasant sensation. "Yes master, I would like a treat very much meow." She nuzzled her head against his neck and let out a soft purr of excitement.

With a gentle touch he moved his kitten around in his lap so that she had her back to him and then he wrapped his arms around her stomach so he could pull her into his embrace. He enjoyed having his arms around her so that he could hold her close, the feeling of her body being connected to his was sublime. It also gave him the chance to just bask in her smell as he let his nose rest on her neck. He then let his hands begin to explore around her stomach, letting his fingers run over the fabric of the shirt she was currently wearing, until one of his fingers made its way to the bottom of the shirt and began to lift it up, slowly. While his hands went to work he began to press his lips on her neck, not biting her, but simply giving her soft kisses. It was clear they were working because with each kiss he could feel a slight shiver running down her spine and heard her emit a soft purr.

His kisses continued as his fingers brought the shirt up even higher, revealing her stomach and then finally her chest. But he didn't stop there, he continued to remove her shit, making her raise her arms, and briefly let his lips leave her neck so he could get the shirt off of her before he let his lips return to her neck, though this time he was giving her other side attention. As the shirt slid off of her head he could hear her let out a soft sigh of joy and felt one of her hands move towards his head as she let her fingers run through his hair. He loved having his hair played with, and depending on his moods it could illicit very different responses. As she continued to play with his hair he could tell what she was trying to do, she was trying to make him bite her, to give into his animalistic desire to mark her body as his, and lay claim to her. But he wouldn't be swayed from his current path that easily, she would have to work much harder to get him riled up.

As his lips began to touch her tender flesh again, she let out a light sigh, a signal that she was a bit disappointed but only a little. She would happily take whatever he would give her, though she was the type to always ask for more, craving ever more pleasure from her owner. His kisses continued to run up and down her neck, making her purr even harder as she melted into each one till she felt like a blob barley able to hold her shape under his onslaught. But once she felt his fingers once again on her flesh she could feel a bit of rigidity coming back as her back arched slightly from the coolness of his touch. He had moved his hands back down to her stomach, and was lightly running his fingers over her exposed body, never letting them get too high or too low.

The sensation was a mixture of pure bliss and utter torture for her. The softness of his touch was not new, but the way he paired the light pressure of his fingers on her skin with the soft kisses on her neck made it all so much more intimate. It was not at all an unwelcomed sensation, she loved intimacy and being with her owner, but he was not usually one to play in such a soft way with her. She was much more used to being used like an animal, a little sex pet for her owner to use and breed whenever he wanted. It was something she enjoyed immensely, being able to be there for him anytime and the feeling of him breeding her over and over again was something she could have happily experienced for the rest of time. But because of that she had grown so accustomed to being taken by a feral owner that she was not at all prepared to handle the feeling of a much more intimate and gentle owner.

She had wanted to move her hands up and grab his so that she could guide them to where she wanted to go, she was tired of being tortured. But she knew that he would not let her move his hands, that they would stay glued to her body and that any attempts at changing that fate would result in it simply going on longer. The more he touched her stomach the stronger the fire inside of her grew, her lust and desire were quickly becoming a raging inferno that was forcing its heat to radiate through her body. She could feel her pussy aching from need, her nipples were rigid and she wanted her owner to play with them.

As if he could read her mind he let his fingers slide slowly up her stomach, taking a winding path up to her lovely breasts. They were not massive by any means, but he loved them and felt they were the perfect size because they fit wonderfully in his hands. Inch tiny movement his fingers made up her flesh sent increasing waves of anticipation coursing through her body, and it was driving her crazy. Finally, his fingers made it to their location, and began to dance around on her breasts, never going too near her nipples. He knew it was driving her crazy, but he loved it, he could have spent all day like this, teasing her endlessly just for fun. But he knew that at some point she would probably spin around and just bite his shoulder before trying to get his cock out of his pants like a ravenous animal.

She had been letting out soft moans as he let his fingers run over her chest, it was a truly intoxicating feeling that made her feel like she could never take in a full breath. Her body was standing on edge in a way, waiting for him to begin to play with her more sensitive spots, and every moment he refused to do so only worked to heighten her need. Then it came suddenly and without warning, one of his fingers ran over her hard nipple, it slowed as it met her nipple finding a bit of resistance before letting it glide over the top. Even though her nipples had always been one of her more sensitive spot, the feeling that ripped through her body was even more intense than she was used to. Her back arched slightly and she let out a moan which turned into a whimper. She couldn't bear the torture anymore, she didn't care what it took, she just needed more from him. "Please, I need more master, this little kitty can't stand the torture anymore. Please play with my nipples master I need it!"

He was quick to oblige recognizing that she had waited plenty, after all his goal was not to simply torture her, he was out to give her something different. Though that didn't mean he would begin to play with her nipples the way she was wanting, because he knew the thoughts going through her brain. Right now she was wanting him to simply grab her nipples and play with them, pulling them, stretching them, pinching them. She wanted her chest and nipples to be used like a plaything, but he would not give her that. Instead he let is fingers go down her breast and then allowed his fingers to run over to her nipples, flattening his hand out so that he could hold each of her nipples in between his fingers. He lightly pinched them and rolled them in in-between his fingers, not going too hard, and he used her moans as an indicator of his strength. If he pinched them too hard her moan would grow in volume and intensity, but if he was too light she would only let out a gentle sigh. But when her moans came out at a soft volume that could float around the room and dance through his head, then he knew that he found the right pressure.

His assumption about his kitten's desires had been correct, she indeed wanted him to simply play with her chest in the harsh manner that she had come to expect. Then when she felt her nipples being slid along his fingers and lightly pinched she felt a jolt of pleasure and electricity run along her spine, making her arch her back again slightly as she moaned. Her mind was filled with all sorts of ideas, needs, and desires. But with each passing second she could feel those thoughts slowly fading away, and in its place came a much more intense feeling of her surroundings. She could now feel the coolness of the air in the room as it washed over her skin constantly, the gentle sounds that surrounded them, the way her clothes felt on her skin. But the most intense sensory experiences came from her master, she could feel the heat of his breath as took breaks from kissing her neck, it prickled against her skin and made her want to shiver slightly. She could also feel his cock, it was hard and was currently pressed up against her lower back, and that gave her idea of her own.

She slowly began to move her hips slightly, first going side to side trying to match the rhythm of her owner as he played with her nipple. Each movement she made worked to move his cock slightly, and she could feel it rubbing against his pants and her back. But she knew she had to be careful, if he figured out what she was doing he would try to stop her, and she didn't want that. As he continued toying with her breasts and nipples she allowed her side-to-side movements to increase in speed and could tell that her movements were working when she felt a slight rush of warm air come from her owner's mouth. It crawled across the skin he had just kissed, and it sent a wave of warmth coursing through her whole body, and it made her nipples even more sensitive. But that only made her want more, so she decided to be more bold, and to work her hips in a spiral, trying to let his cock rub against her even more.

The feeling of his cock being rubbed against her back through his pants was sending all sorts of desires flooding into his head. Part of him wanted to end this charade of gentle passion and give into the feeling that they both wanted, but that was what she wanted. He had been fighting his own lust for the specific purpose of not giving into her, and he didn't plan on stopping now, no matter what she tried. But he also wasn't about to stop her either, the feeling was simply to delicious to want it to stop. If anything, her movements only made him want to teaser her more just so he could see what she would do. Thus, he moved his fingers again releasing her nipples from his soft pinch, then he let the tips of his index fingers circle around her areola.

The change in how he was playing with her nipples brought out a sigh of shock from her mouth and it made her push herself even harder against him as she moved her hips. The teasing was getting out of hand for her, she could tell that she was a soaking wet mess, she needed him to give her more. "Master please stop teasing me, I can't take it anymore. I need your fingers inside of me and your cock in my mouth please master!"

"Such a greedy kitty you are, first you ask for me to play with your nipples, now you want even more. Why don't you just relax and let master take care of you my sweet little kitten." The words were whispered into her ear in a playfully mocking tone, and as they entered her brain it felt like the world blurred around the edges as her brain swam in a fog of comfort and joy. She had always loved his voice and the way he was capable of toying her with it, using simple words to send her into a frenzy or make her puddy in his hands. They worked fast to unwind the tension in her body that she was holding onto, the teasing having wound her up immensely. Even her hip movements became more rhythmic, and her sway was now less harsh and more like grass swaying back and forth in the wind.

He could feel the immediate effect of his words as her body softened and fell even deeper into his body. The feeling of her move fluid swaying felt more amazing than her more intense motions and the feeling carried with it a sense of sensuality that made him want to give her just a tiny bit more pleasure. He let his index fingers circle inwards towards her nipples, and as they touched her hard nipples he allowed his thumb to move down so he could pinch each of her nipples between his fingers. At the same time, he moved his mouth even closer to ear, then let out a soft moan as she swayed against him and gave her ear a light nipple.

The sudden twin sensation of her nipples being pinched and her ear being nibbled on sent a wave of pleasure crashing over entire being like a tidal wave crashing onto an unsuspecting beach goer. She could feel herself getting battered around in her own mind as the sensations worked to empty her brain of everything else. Her mouth opened to let out a small scream of joy that morphed in a constant moaning as he continued to pinch her nipples, adding more and more pressure. Once again her hip movements became more intense as she tried to grind herself into her masters cock, her body trying its hardest to get even more out of him. Then she felt it, an orgasm beginning to build in her core, the small fire of pleasure building with each second as more and more kindling was put on whenever her master pinched harder. The fire then became a raging inferno in an instant as he pinched and now pulled her nipples, skipping past the light stage and pulling them hard. "Master! Please fuck I need to cum please master can I cum?"

He pulled his mouth away from her earlobe but kept it close so she could hear his whisper. "Cum for my little kitten, cum for your master." Then he moved his head to the other side of hers and let his teeth lightly sink into her other earlobe.

"Oh fuck master oh god oh my god yes! Thank you master, fuck it feels so good! Please keep going!" She let the words spill from her mouth, not caring about trying to make sense because that was impossible at this point. The intensity of her orgasm was making everything else in the world fall away, only leaving the sensation of her master and her pleasure. Then it came flaring forth so intense she felt like her whole body or mind would break from it, but she didn't care. Her back arched heavily, her legs began to spasm, and she let out screams of pleasure as she came. The orgasm felt unreal and brought forth a big smile on her face, she hadn't often cum from just breast and nipple play, but when she did it always felt amazing. But then something unexpected happened, she felt her master's teeth on her neck, and then pressure.

The bite came without warning, though even if he had said something she would likely have not even known from being lost in her orgasm. But as the pressure of his teeth met her skin he could tell that he had just pushed her over another edge as she let out another scream of joy. Her first orgasm had quickly given way to another, though it was hard for her to know for sure if it was a second orgasm or just the same one because the pleasure flowed together so smoothly. The feeling didn't fade quickly, instead her orgasm sat in her core sending out pulses of pleasure to the rest of her being. She could feel her hands moving around, desperately seeking for something to hold onto as it felt like her soul was leaving her body from the sheer amount of ecstasy coursing through her. Her legs shook about like they had a mind of their own as her orgasm continued on and on.

She had assumed that maybe after the second orgasm her master was going to give her a break, let her catch her breath and maybe even give her a chance to make him feel just as good as he had made her feel. But that had not been his plan, he had more devious ideas in mind for his kitten, and now that she was coming, he decided to move onto the next stage of his plan.

As she continued to orgasm he quickly moved his right hand off of her nipple while his left hand continued to work on pulling and pinching her other nipple. Then he let his hand quickly fly down her stomach and go right underneath her pants and panties right to her crotch. As he felt her pussy he could tell just how hard she had cum, her panties were beyond soaked and it felt like she had most likely even squirted slightly. But that didn't matter right now, dealing with a wet spot were problems for after everything was finished, because when he was done there would be a much bigger spot to clean. He moved his fingers quickly over to the folds of her pussy and run a finger up between her folds letting them get wet before he let them glide to her clit and began to rub.

Her hopes of a break were dashed instantly as she felt his hand fly down her pants and get to her pussy. Then she felt his touch, his fingers had a slightly rough quality that made the feeling even more intoxicating. As he ran his fingers through her folds she felt a possible third orgasm slam into her body, though even now she couldn't tell where they were ending and beginning and she no longer cared. The pleasure was all that she could think about, knowing when it was coming or ending was of no concern because that was not happening in this moment, all that mattered was her orgasm. Once his fingers found her clit and he began to rub it that was when she lost all other thoughts and control, her body truly giving into the pleasure and submission as the orgasm screamed out of her body.

He had been correct about the assumption that the wet spot was going to get worse because as she came again he felt the torrent of liquid spray out of her pussy as she screamed out. Her legs squeezed together as she moved her whole body, letting the energy of her orgasm come out in whatever way it wanted. But he was not going to let her move his hand away from her clit because he was not done, he wanted even more of her pleasure and he would get it even if he had to rip it from her body. While she moaned and moved he began to once again play with her clit, but this time he did so in a way that was much more intense. Instead of simply rubbing it, he used two fingers to hold it and then began to squeeze softly. He held her clit there for a second before going back to rubbing it then swapping once again to squeezing it, making her endure shifting sensations on her clit. It was effective, as every time he went from squeezing to rubbing he felt her legs shut and a moan would escape out of her mouth.

Part of him wanted to keep going with his little pattern, just repeatedly subjecting her to the same stimuli over and over again as she came down from her orgasm. Letting it slowly drive her wild till the point she begged for more. But that required more patience than he had in this moment because he didn't want to wait to get her to cum again, he wanted it now. So he stopped toying with her clit so he could switch back to rubbing it, though he knew that wouldn't be enough. At the same time he began to use his other fingers to go harder on her nipple, pulling, pinching, and twisting it hard and he also bit her neck as well. The flood of sensations was enough to shove her once again over the edge of pleasure.

Her orgasm was intense, but it didn't slam into her like before, instead it felt more like the wave of ecstasy that her body was surfing had suddenly gotten larger and more intense. The buildup was slow but it never ended, constantly pushing her to new heights of pleasure that made her moan and then scream out in joy. She felt her body tense as the wave began to wash over her, and then the release came. Her body flooded with energy and she fought to hold herself still but to no avail, the energy was to much, it needed an outlet. Her legs flailed about and her arms frantically searched around for something to hold. She could feel her throat growing hoarse from the amount of yelling she was doing but she couldn't stop it, her voice came out on its own. It was unlike anything she had felt before, the sensations of pleasure never stopping only growing, soon it became too much for her to endure and the world faded to black as her orgasm continued to rip through her brain.