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“I’ve been trying to ignore that,” I whispered to him. “I don’t want to hurt his feelings and laugh.”
Now it was Tyler’s turn to grunt. “No, for you I want a soft, sweet kitten who is eager to please. Someone who has a lot of love to give. Someone who would find you as pleasing as you find her…” He searched the pen, then the crowd before he smiled. “There we go.”
Leading me away from the pen, we approached a lovely, lush woman dressed like a fluffy white cat. Sprawled out on a purple cushion, she watched the room from a small, elevated platform that reminded me of a human-sized cat tree.
Whoever she was, her makeup and cat costume were movie quality, and I gave a little gasp as I took in the exaggerated curves of her body revealed by a tiny white fur bikini. Large, round, soft breasts that were completely real rose and fell with her every breath, and she had the kind of thick thighs that felt so good to cuddle up against. I enjoyed women, a lot, and with her dark hair, tanned skin, soft little belly, and exotic cat makeup, she was a fantasy come to life.
“I knew you’d like her,” Tyler murmured in my ear.
The woman opened her eyes, and I was startled to see her pupils were slitted like a cat’s and her irises almost glowed blue. She gave a feline stretch, her soft body curving as she gave me a sleepy blink, then a smile that revealed pointed little cat teeth. Her nails were short, but they gleamed like they’d been dipped in gold. A matching gold collar lay around her neck with a diamond encrusted owner’s tag I couldn’t read. As she slowly sat up, I couldn’t help but stare at her breasts. I mean, they were perfect, and on such a tiny body as hers, they seemed even bigger. She was probably no more than five feet tall, five inches shorter than me, but her curves were out of this world.
“And,” Tyler added with a distinct laugh in his voice, “I think she likes you.”
“Alora,” Tyler said as he moved to stand before the woman watching me with those inhuman eyes. “I’d like you to meet my princess, Isabella. She’s been alone without someone to love for a long time, like you were. She needs a good cuddle with a pretty little cat to help her relax.”
I didn’t argue with him, but the truth of his words hurt a little. I did need to be touched, to be held and cuddled, to be comforted and reminded what it feels like to not worry that every bit of contact was going to lead to pain. My ex liked to be nice to me, make me feel safe and loved, then when I finally let my guard down, he would do something to hurt me.
The kitten, Alora, looked away from me to Tyler and they seemed to have a silent conversation that ended when he nodded. Turning her attention back to me, Alora stood instead of crawling like most of the ‘pets’ in the room. I was aware that people watched us, but my attention was captured by Alora’s big, round bottom bouncing as she led us across the room to large purple silk beds in deep shadows. There was still enough light to see as she guided us to an empty bed somewhat away from the others. The windows were made of stained glass flowers softly glowing from the outside lights, and as we moved deeper into the shadows, it took my eyes a minute to adjust.
When I could see again, I sat back on my heels and examined our luxurious bed. It had three-foot-high purple silk walls surrounding us and the floor was padded and strewn with pretty pillows that looked very soft and inviting. It reminded me of a cross between being inside of a genie bottle and a giant cat bed. Either way, the padding beneath my knees was really comfortable, and I paused to slip off my sneakers and put them neatly outside our human-sized cat bed next to Tyler’s much bigger shiny black shoes. When Tyler joined us, he seemed to dominate the space, but it was Alora who, using body language and kitten growls, who quickly had him moved to where she wanted him. She then crawled over to me with a fluid grace that made me feel clumsy.
From her fuzzy white kitten ears, to her satiny brown skin, to her rounded hips, she was so soft—everything about her invited my touch.
Tyler’s deep voice only added to my desire as he said, “Isabella, you have my permission to enjoy Alora however you wish…but you are not allowed to orgasm until I say so.”
Alora gave me a wicked smile that had me gulping while Tyler chuckled.
