Feliformia Ch. 03

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Chapter 3 - With a Little Help From My Friend

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Erika brought her paint to her lips and swallowed a bit more beer. Honestly, I didn't think this evening would go that way. She was fun and didn't seem to be offended by anything I said so far. She reminded me of Kitty somehow in a way that both of them seemed to understand better than I ever will the value of the present moment. I was envious.

My red-haired drinking companion interrupted my thoughts.

"So mark, are you going to tell me about that love declaration or what?"

"I will. In due time. We will see how far I can go with my story first."

She laughed at that.

"Well, we've been here for a while, and you only told me about the first 12 hours of your one-year relationship with the cat girl. I get the feeling we will never go back home at that pace."

She was right ... I was a slow teller, but I didn't feel there was an easy way around it.

"Well, all those moments were significant to me. That is how I learned to love Kitty. I can try to accelerate the pace if that's what you want."

Erika shook her head.

"Nope, your story, your pace. As I said, I'm entertained. So take the time you need. I'm curious, though, did you ever manage to get her out of that suit after all?"

"Ah, yes. That is a good question ..."

***

"NO!"

"Don't be stubborn, Kitty. What we did tonight in the mud was crazy. Just do it for me, okay? If you don't want me to see you as a human, for now, that is fine. I can just drop you off at your place while you do your thing and wait for you in the car."

"I don't have a place," she retorted.

"How come? Where do you sleep at night?"

"I don't want to talk about that."

"Ok, well ... where is the key then?"

"Yes."

"What? Yes is not even an answer!"

"No."

I looked at her in the eyes, attempting to read what she was trying to accomplish here. It was a bit hard with her rubber hood on. The eyes told a lot, but not everything. I got the feeling that I was being toyed with. Doing that so far was very entertaining for her. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in her soft towel, and was just staring at me. Then I saw it ... one corner of her lips twitched up. I was sure of it. I grabbed her two wrists and pushed her down on the bed, and started pinching the side of her tiny waist.

"Kitty! You are pulling my leg! You evil cat!"

She bursts into laughter.

"Hahaha! Stop stop! Haha! Stoooop! It is in the mailbox! I left it in your mailbox! Haha!"

Satisfied with her confession, I gave back her freedom.

"You are such a piece of work, you know that?"

"I wanted to see if you'd get angry. I don't like people who get angry," she said.

I didn't get angry. I could get irritated, frustrated, and such, but anger was not one of my traits. I poked her on the forehead and went all the way down to retrieve the key from the mailbox. It was indeed there.

When I entered the bedroom again, Kitty was lying on her belly, hugging a pillow, kicking her feet back and forth. She always looked entertained for some reason. I sat next to her and inserted the key in the lock and removed the padlock. Then I unzipped her suit. As expected, her hair was all wet and full of mud still.

"There, you can go take a real shower now and clean up your suit."

"Are you not going to force me out of my suit?" she asked.

"No, you said you didn't want to."

"I did ... but I like testing you."

"I know you do. I'm happy with the rubber cat for now. Go, do your things now. I'm going to read a book, but let me know if you need anything."

"Meow!"

She hugged me and headed to the bathroom for another shower, a real one this time. She let me put a lot of effort into cleaning her earlier so that she could tease me. Unbelievable.

I stayed in my bed, respecting her non-cat privacy. While I was reading my book, I could hear the shower, then the hairdryer, followed by toothbrush action. I sensed that she was struggling with her suit again. It took her over an hour overall, but she finally came back to the bedroom, wearing her suit once more.

"Zip me."

Once that final task out of the way, she got in the bed next to me. We cuddled and kissed for a bit. Unfortunately, we were so tired at that point that we just decided to sleep. I got to hold that cute rubber kitty in my arms all night, which was just plain fantastic.

***

Erika was looking at me with her beer in hand. She didn't look like a person that heard what she wanted to hear.

"Mark. This is boring! You just described that she was a funny girl and that she was good at cuddling. What about cat sex? That is more fun."

"Well, you asked about the suit, no? Plus, I got to know a bit more about her playful personality that night; it is important."

Erika was not convinced. The beer made her a bit intolerant too.

"Is this even true anyway? If you are pulling my leg, I'll break yours. I swear. I mean, running around town with xslot a girl that dresses like a cat, you know. Oh ... I know ... Show me some pictures of her. You must have some on your phone, right?"

"I ... do."

"Show me!"

"Are you sure? It is kind of kinky."

"If you show me, I'll give you a blowjob."

Of course, she said that with a big grin on her face. I knew she was not serious, but she wanted to see. Ah, whatever! Why not? She deserved it after listening to my little story patiently.

"Ok, ok ... Fine. Come here, and I'll show you a couple."

I was sitting on a loveseat sofa, so I invited her to sit next to me. It was going to be more comfortable that way. Surprisingly, Erika stood up and kicked off her heels. She laid down and curled next to me on the sofa, resting her head on my lap. That was unexpected, but I made no comments at all. I was even happy that she decided to do that. The warm and social ambiance of the pub made her action feel appropriate. She pulled my arm lower so she could see the screen better. A cute picture of Kitty was displayed on the small screen.

"Is that her?"

"Yep."

"But why is she pink? I thought you said she had a black catsuit with pink ears."

"Those are the newer pictures. We got that suit only a few months ago. One sec, I'll show you the old suit, we don't have it anymore."

I went back to my picture menu and traveled back in the past to find an older set.

"Look, this is the original Kitty suit."

"Aaaah, how cute. She is so pretty. I'm jealous."

She slowly swiped to the next pictures with her delicate finger while I was holding the phone. Without even realizing it, as she was looking at the pictures and commenting on them, my free hand started caressing Erika's body gently. As soon as I noticed what I was doing, I stopped and apologized.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

Erika just laughed at me again.

"Nah, keep going. I don't mind at all. Tell me what happened next. This time try to add some cat sex, else it is too boring. Your mud thing was cool."

"Cat sex? Alright. Let's see ... "

***

It was now Sunday morning, the day after I met Kitty. I woke up, just to find her sleeping in my bed next to me, still wearing her suit, of course. It seemed like a perfect opportunity to pay her back for what she did to me yesterday. She was in an ideal position too.

She was lying on her back with her legs slightly open. Her cute latex suit fitted her like a glove; it must have been custom made. She was probably not rich, so I wondered where she got it from.

I carefully opened her crotch zipper, and for the first time, I saw her cute little pussy. She was clean shaved and so warm ... and wet. She must have had some interesting dreams. I carefully navigated on the mattress and reached her crotch with my mouth.

I barely started licking her when she woke up with a start. Then she let out a long moan mixed with stretch.

"Aaaaaannnhh! What ... what are you ... AAaaaannnhh!"

I wrapped my hands around her hips to hold her steady while I was eating her. This was good. She tried, unsuccessfully, to reach my head with her paws, but she is a weak little thing and couldn't stop me.

"Aaaaannnhhh! Why are ... you ... Aaaannnh!"

Kitty tried to say something, but her brain didn't allow her. Instead, she was assaulted by waves of sexual pleasure. I kept working hard on her small clit. Very quickly, she alerted me that she was about to cum. No ... that she was cumming.

"AAaaaaaaah! .. Aaaaaaaaah! Stop stop! I'm cumming! ... I'm cumming! ... I'm good! Stop! ... Aaaaah!!"

Her cute little body was convulsing non-stop even after I stopped. Whatever I did, send her to a very happy place. I chuckled while she was trying to recover.

"Geez, Kitty, that didn't take any work at all to make you lose it. I barely had time to start."

"I ... I know. I have always been like this. I can come super quickly, it's annoying. You didn't believe me yesterday when I told you that just giving you a blowjob was feeling good for me. Now you know. You have to be careful with what you do to me. I'm almost cumming on demand. To be licked like this is probably the worst of all."

"Or the best. Kitty, you are so hot."

I returned to my spot on the bed and rested my back on some pillows. I couldn't hide my hard-on, but I didn't care even though I'd not mind exploring her body a bit more right now. As if she read my mind, she turned to me and started to pull down my boxer with her paws and her teeth.

She then climbed on top of me, placing her two paws on my chest and positioned her juicy pussy right on my dick. Of course, she started rubbing back and forth slowly to tease me. If she were not careful, I would explode before we could even get to business. I, too, could cum quickly. She was way too hot. Of course, she started her usual teasing, which meant torturing my mind.

"You want to fuck me?" she asked.

"... Can I?"

"No."

She was back in her single word xslot Giriş sentences. Every time she did that, the burden of unknotting the knots fell back on me. I always got trapped.

"How come? You are scared of kittens?"

"Nooo .. I have an IUD."

"So I can fuck you?"

"No!"

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Oh, yes! I really want to."

She increased the rubbing on my dick and was even bold enough to place my cock head between her burning pussy lips. I tried to move up to go deeper inside her, but she retracted immediately.

"NO!"

"Kitty! I'm going to lose my mind here. What do you want?"

"Nothing. You decide."

I decide? I decide what? She looked so sexually turned on, with her tongue out, drooling and her pussy dripping juice, but yet she said no.

"I'm a good cat. I'll help you again."

"Of course you will."

"Remember the mud?"

"How can I forget? It was insane."

"I liked it a lot. Why?"

"Because you have a deviant mind?"

"Yes. And?"

"You didn't have control?"

"Meeeoooow! That was quick for once."

She started moaning as if her brain jolted her with a wave of pure ecstasy. And she was not faking it either, not with that face. So she didn't want to have control while having sex. I could probably arrange something along those lines. I moved her aside, and her paws immediately went down to her pussy. It looked almost painful, I was not sure what idea crossed her mind, but I was better to hurry before she passed out.

I went to my closet and opened a small chest. I retrieved two pairs of leather handcuffs. I turned around to show her.

"Would this work, you think?"

"Yes!"

I wasted no time, and I wrapped a cuff around each one of her wrists and ankles. Once that was done, using some ropes, I tied her spread eagle in the middle of the bed. She didn't even resist one bit. She was too busy trying to control her overactive brain. But now she was all mine. I climbed on the bed and over her. I took my sweet time and rubbed her whole latex body with my hands. I will never get tired of those little moans. I kissed her deeply several times; she was so great at it.

"You are not arguing anymore."

"Aaanh ... No."

I insert my cock head inside her pussy.

"I'm not sure if you deserve this. You teased me quite a bit earlier."

"Aaaah aaaanh ... I'm ... I'm sorry!"

"I bet you are! What are you going to do about it?"

"Aaanh ... come on ... I'm dying here ... What do you want me to do?"

"You'll do nothing because you can't. You are tied up. As you said, I'm the one deciding."

Of course, I was just playing with her. I didn't have a dominant fiber inside me. But this poor acting got to her anyway. Just the thought of what I have said, of having no control, it was a significant turn on for my little rubber cat. She twisted uncontrollably under me; she was powerless. It was great to see her like this.

It was time to have my share of the fun. I slowly pushed my cock in and out of her, deeper and deeper every time, until our pelvises finally met. The quality of her moans indicated that she was no longer connected to reality.

For the next 30 minutes, I toyed with her. I didn't want to come too quickly, so I took all the time I wanted. I did whatever I wanted with her. I kissed her, caressed her whole body, fucked her, licked her, fucked her some more.

It was true that she was coming quickly. She had three orgasms already, and I didn't have to put a lot of effort into it. It was as if her brain was doing all the work for me, and I just had to find a way to trigger it.

After forcing my dick inside her mouth for a bit, I went back to her pussy and started to pound her hard until I came. That was when she got her last orgasm of the session.

I laid down on my side next to her and kept rubbing her latex encased body, following the curves of her cute little breasts. Her breathing was still a bit quick as she was trying to regain her senses.

"Is Kitty happy now?"

"Very."

She was pulling on her bond quite a bit now.

"Oh, no. You are not going anywhere. You did this to yourself, remember?"

"Aaaanh ... stop ... I ... I shouldn't have told you ... about my control weakness."

"But ... you did. So now I'm going to have a shower and cook us some breakfast while you stay here and be a good Kitty. All tied up and unable to move."

"Mmmm ... aaaanh!! ... Stop talking ... You make it worse!"

On that note, I stood up and walked out of the bedroom. I looked one last time behind me and saw a small latex cat that was twisting and pulling on her bonds, with fresh cum dripping out from between her legs, and that was about to orgasm every single time she was thinking about losing control. I thought to myself, "How cool is that?"

***

Erika was still resting her head on my lap as I was still exploring her body with my fingertips. She interrupted my storytelling for a moment.

"Is she really that sexually xslot Güncel Giriş sensitive? I mean, it sounds crazy."

"Oh yeah, she is. I just say the right thing to her, and she will spiral out of control and ends up into a pool of sexual bliss. I wasn't too sure if she was acting or not at first, but it didn't take me long to realize it was all genuine, to the point where I even have to be careful when I'm talking."

Erika lifted her body and sat next to me. She grabbed her beer and drank some more of it. My fingers found her hair and started playing in it, causing her to smile cutely.

"Hey, you seem to like my hair a lot. Usually, males just grab my boobs and butt."

"I haven't touched any girl's hair in a very long time. Yours is really soft."

She chuckled.

"Ah, yes, your cat is hairless. So is it true? You never saw her out of her suit again?

"Not once. I know it is a bit weird, isn't it? I'm not even sure I remember what she looks like. I only know the latex cat."

"No, not weird. It's kind of hot actually. What you are telling me sounds like fiction, but it is not. Do you realize how lucky you are? This doesn't happen in real life. I'm curious, though, if she refuses to let you see her out of the suit, how does it play out with work and all. Do you have to hide every time she dresses up for work?"

I grabbed my beer and took a big gulp.

"Well ... are you ready for some more insane stories? The work situation was the next thing that we had to deal with."

Erika laid back down on my lap.

"Yes ... I'm not tired. I'm just happy. Keep going. And keep playing in my hair cause I love it, okay?"

"Happy to oblige. So this is what happened on that very same day..."

***

For the remainder of the day, I kept Kitty tied up in various positions. Like yesterday, I had to feed her, so it was pointless to release her. For breakfast, she was tied up on the bed with her hands above her head. What girl doesn't like a guy that serves breakfast in bed? For dinner, around 2 o'clock, I tied her up on a chair.

In between the two meals, it was a game of teasing, fucking, and trying to get to know each other. The latter was the hardest part. It was not that Kitty was not social, but she didn't want to talk about herself all that much. When I thought about it, the only thing I knew for sure was that she worked in a bookstore. Did she mention a social worker gave her this job?

What she loved to talk about the most was right now. This present moment. Disinterested in the past and future, she was focusing on 'now.' It was great in the way that everything I did to her since the morning, she enjoyed every minute of it. But I could see a bit better why real life is causing her some distress.

It was the first discussion we had yesterday when she mentioned that sustaining herself was hard. That she wished things could be easier. I was already convinced that she would prefer to live in a fantasy and not having to take care of anything else, like having a job, cooking, and doing laundry. Unfortunately, things did not work that way.

It was mid-afternoon already, time flies when you have fun. I was sitting on the couch in the living room, and Kitty was in front of me, arms tied in her back, giving me another one of her awesome blowjobs while I was petting her head. She was still wearing her shiny black catsuit, with her useless fingers curled inside the mitts, her little cat ears and rubber tail dragging on the floor. Extremely cute.

"Mmm, You know, if you continue like this, I'll never be able to let you go."

She raised her rubber head and stared at me for a brief moment before telling me what was on her mind.

"I know what you mean. But you make it sound like you will have no choice but to let me leave. I told you how I feel. You can easily keep me."

I tenderly rubbed the side of her face. She was right; I was sure she would gladly stick around if I asked her to. I couldn't help myself, even if I tried, but think that she needed to go back to her life eventually, whatever it was.

"I'm sorry, yeah, that was not what I meant, of course. It is just that I get to know you right now as a sexy cat girl, but don't you have things outside this? That is what I don't know. I enjoy being with you right now, and I had an amazing 24h so far. I want it to continue badly, but you have to give me something more to work with. So far, outside the bookstore, I know nothing about your life. I'd love to hear a bit about it, do you understand?"

She suddenly straightened her back. She went from the soft, warm, and calm rubber toy to a tense, out of character almost panicked girl.

"What's up, Kitty? Did I say something wrong?"

"No ... Where is my phone?" she said, looking around nervously.

"I put it on the charger for you. It was low on battery. Do you want it?"

"Yes!"

I went to the kitchen to pick it up from the countertop. On my way back, I activated the screen since she wouldn't be able to do it herself. There was 1 text and 3 missed calls. I presented the phone to her.

"Here, look."

"Oh, no. Unlock it, please. It's '5235'. Who called? What is the text?"

She didn't sound like the same girl anymore. She was worried about something. I unlocked the phone and gave her the information she requested.