He looks his new possession over approvingly. She was wearing a black leather top with spaghetti straps and holes around her breasts to give anyone a nice view of them. The top laced down her back to a pair of black leather, crotchless panties. The back of her panties had been modified so her long, fluffy tail could slide through easily. Shaping her long, slim legs was a pair of thigh high leather boots.
Tonight he was going to make her the star attraction of his club. Many came to his infamous club to see the new girl that had been taken. With the rumors flying of this new girl being half cat had made them all the more curious to check her out.
He considered himself lucky to be the first male dominator to be able to abuse such a gorgeous creature. To be able to make her claws drag across the floor in a mixture of pain and pleasure, to have her long red tail wrapped around his waist, to see her red ears drooped down in ecstasy, to hear her purrs of delight...It made him hard just thinking about it.
It was almost show time so he placed a spike leather collar around her neck and hooked a chain to it. He let a small smile spread across his lips and pulled on the chain hard. The catgirl fell to her hands and knees and she blushed with embarrassment as she knew what was to come. He opened the door and pulled on the chain, making her crawl after him. The sight they were greeted with pleased him but she was frightened.
They had walked out into a large lobby, where many couples and trios were residing. A few of them were dressed like she was and some of them were wearing nothing at all. Yet everyone in there was wearing a mask of some kind. In the middle of the room was a circular stage and she knew that's where she was going to be taken to. She quickly shook her head and tried to crawl back into the room.
He narrowed his eyes and pulled on the chain harder, making her choke and fall to her stomach. He keeps walking out into the crowd and she is dragged after him part of the way until she manages to regain her balance and resumes crawling after him. Her eyes began to drift over the people they passed. Some stopped their sexual activities to watch her while others continued what they were doing. She saw a few girls and guys being whipped, a girl being double penetrated while sucking off another guy and even a trio of girls making out. She felt her pussy begin to moisten and she was ashamed of herself for being turned on by this.
Some of the people couldn't help themselves as they reached out to stroke her long red hair, red cat ears or her long red tail. She let a small purr slip out, enjoying the attention she was receiving. Yet her fear quickly returned as he led her up the steps onto the stage.
He stopped in the middle of the stage and lifted the chain into the air, forcing her to rise to her feet. He clasped the chain on a bar above them which in turn forced her to stand on the tips of her toes. He stepped away from her and nodded to a man at the other end of the stage. The man steps forward, wearing only black pants and a black mask, holding a whip at his side. People gathered around the stage, knowing the show was about to begin.
The man walks up to her and wraps a leather strap around her mouth with a red ball in the middle. He forces the ball into her mouth and ties the strap at the back of her head. She shook her head from side to side, trying to make the man lose his grip on the gag. It worked briefly until her 'master' stepped in front of her and slapped her across the cheek, ceasing her struggles. The strap was tied securely and both men stepped away from her. The man with the mask hands the whip over to the other man and takes his leave of the stage.
She pulled her wrists against the chain, hoping she could somehow break free and escape the mess she had gotten herself into. She looked around frantically and her gaze fell upon the man she had been foolish enough to follow. She saw the whip he was holding and struggled even more. She had thought this was what she wanted but all she wanted now was to escape. That was, until their eyes met. What she saw there made her go weak and ended her struggles. She closes her eyes and bows her head, the mixture of tenderness and lust she saw in him being too much for her.
He unravels the whip and raises his arm in the air. For some reason he became slightly hesitant to mark this girl in any way. He had never seen anyone as beautiful nor has he cared for a slave as much as her. Yet he had a show to do and if he was right then she would enjoy what was about to happen. Even as he thought that, he was swinging his arm down, the whip lashing out and striking her naked shoulders.
She screamed against the gag, though it sounded more like a moan to those listening. The burning sensation she felt was more painful then she had imagined and it caused her to resume her struggles. She was rewarded with a lash across the middle of her back. She screamed again and tears began to fill her eyes. Her screams and struggles seemed to be ignored as the lashes kept coming. After the sixth lash her back began to feel like it was on fire. Yet through the pain she felt a perverse pleasure within her. She focused on that and as she did the pain actually became bearable.
