Kitten gets the cream [F20s] [M20s] [cum play] [pet play] [blowjob] [toys] [light degradation] [praise] [power dynamics]
I’m just about to press the makeup wipe onto the eyeliner decorating my right eye when I feel him behind me. His fingertips dig into the softness 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’ve just come from a friend’s Halloween party. I hadn’t had time to do anything especially inventive with my costume this year, so I went with the oldest trick in the book: slutty kitty cat. Cat ears, dramatic liner, a strappy black bodysuit, and black jeans.
I flick my eyes up to the mirror. My gaze catches his, and my stomach flips at the playful heat in it. I know exactly where this is going. A moment later, he confirms it, leaning closer until his voice vibrates against the sheel 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 and squeeze my thighs together, trying to quiet the ache his words provoke. We have a game we like to play: he edges me, and I confess my most embarrassing fantasies and desires. Sometimes he makes them real. Sometimes he saves them for later, turning them over in his mind until he finds the perfect moment to use them against me.
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 expression, then steps away. “Don’t make me wait.”
When I look back at my reflection, my cheeks are flushed and my pupils are blown wide. I shove my jeans down in a hurry, leaving the bodysuit in place, then follow him into the bedroom.
As I enter the room, 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,” he says, amusement curling through his voice.“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. Slowly, I fall to my knees in front of him, looking up through my lashes. Before I can close the distance between us, his hand slides into my hair. He catches it near the roots and tips my head back until I have no choice but to meet his eyes. “Tsk tsk, kitten. I said you'd have to earn it.”
As he reaches over to the side table, 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. 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 swiping the bodysuit to the side as I hover my pussy over the dildo, the tip barely brushing against me. I pause only long enough to look up at him, silently asking for permission. He lets the moment stretch. His gaze moves over my face, taking in what must be an impossibly needy expression.
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. My nipples are 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 makes 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. 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 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. He keeps playing with my hair and 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.
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. 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 look up at him, my eyes hazy with pleasure, my tongue flicks 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. My eyes close 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. The licking transforms into fervent, desperate open mouthed kisses. 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, 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 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 wetness on them.
Leaning down, 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 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.
Picking up the dildo from where he had placed it on the bedside table he places 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; 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.
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. His other hand 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. He goes a little deeper every time until I take him all the way to the base. 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. 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. His strong hands wrapped around my face, keeping me in place and moving me slightly back and forth in time with his thrusts. A doll that exists solely for his pleasure. I reach a hand 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 escape my lips, my hips grind against my hand. The tingling sensation in my toes tell me I’m about to cum again soon.
Just as I think he’s going to finish 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.