Cat Katie Kitten Ch 12 Free Kitten

Three months.

Three months of sex, submission, sex-parties, public teasing and swallowing more cum than she thought possible without a pause.

What in the fuck had she been thinking?

They gave her a recovery day after the long day of edging at Andrew's place. But soon started a series of torments to push her to her absolute limits.

They gave her multiple chances to call it off. To say she wasn't going to do a particular task.

She didn't take a single 'out'.

Bonnie pulled her minivan into the parking spot beside Katie's Camry and got out to give them both a huge hug, crushing each of them, as she always did, into her full breasts. She'd left the kids on a playdate and came to see them for one of her own.

"You bitches are lucky," she said, reaching back into the van and taking out a shopping bag from the adult store called The Stockroom. "This is the last one they had in stock. Clerk said there's been a run on them recently."

She pulled a white box with a pink device on the front out and tossed the bag onto the floor of the Camry. While she tore at the box, she made Katie climb up into the passenger seat of the minivan, opening her legs and lifting her skirt. Savvy took control of the instruction card, downloading the necessary app to her phone.

Spreading Katie's legs open even more, Bonnie started teasing the thicker end of the hot pink toy against her slit, getting it wetter and wetter. Katie tried to keep watch around the parking garage until Bonnie pushed the device and two fingers into her pussy. She kept her fingers in, working the device around inside Katie until Savvy managed to turn it on with a triumphant squeal. Katie voiced a low moan as Bonnie took her fingers out of her body, leaving her to the mercy of the remote-controlled vibrator.

They spent the next several hours wandering through the Glendale Galleria, Katie walking along ahead of them while they took turns manipulating the vibrating toy tucked inside her on Savvy's phone. She tried hard to ignore it, but it was a constant source of pleasure at wildly inappropriate times. Her bra-less nipples stood out in obvious relief against the thin silk of her blouse.

They made her buy lollipops at Lolli & Pops and suck on them while she walked along, making any number of boys and men turn their heads when she walked by. Savvy took particular care to crank the vibrations up when Katie had the make her way through a group of them and more than once her wobbly knees almost failed her.

Bonnie preferred to jolt her when she went to check out, trying to stay on her feet and not climax when handing a young clerk her credit card when buying a new dress. Wild spikes of vibration buzzing inside her, making her voice catch as she tried to keep from moaning or panting.

They made quiet sex jokes while stuffing a trio of bears at the Build-A-Bear Workshop and 'forgetting' they wanted heartbeat devices implanted in them. The clerk took that one in stride, joking with them about doing inappropriate things to a seemingly innocent bear as she stuffed the device in through the stuffing hole up to her elbow to get it into place. Savvy cranked the vibrator on full and Kitty had to sit down until the unsuspecting clerk finished.

They all bought dogs at Hot Dog on a Stick for lunch and ate them suggestively. Bonnie stuck her whole dog in her mouth and slowly drew it out, making one young man so distracted that he tripped over a chair and dropped his meal. Not willing to be upstaged, Savvy smiled wickedly at him, swirling her tongue around the tip then sticking her entire hot dog in her mouth, and extracting only the stick, swallowing it whole before sashaying away.

Their shopping trip through the mall ended at Victoria's Secret, where they all made selections from the racks and headed to the changing rooms. All three of them slipped into one changing booth and Kitty was told to strip.

Wearing nothing but her heels and the remote-controlled vibrator, she squatted against the wall in front of Bonnie. Opening the fly of her jeans, the bigger woman pulled a thick cock and balls dildo from her purse and threaded it through as a makeshift strap-on. Kitty knelt in position to give her head and she did, messily sucking on the silicone dick, Bonnie grabbing her hair and fucking her face.

"There are times I really wish I had a real cock," Bonnie whispered wistfully watching Kitty service her fake one. "I bet this feels fantastic."

"Yew know how good she is eatin' yer cunny," Savvy agreed. In one hand she continued to operate the remote, in the other she had Bonnie's phone recording their girlfriend's oral skills. Kitty tried to focus on the shaft in her mouth, but Savvy still made her thighs twitch with the sudden bursts of pleasure against her inner walls.

"Oh yeah, she's a fantastic pussy-licker. I wish I could feel what this must be like on a real cock- fucking a throat, pussy or ass." She pulled Kitty away from her dildo by the hair, drawing her up and turning her around. Pressing the submissive's bare tits against the wall of the stall, she guided the thick tool up between her legs and shoved it into her pussy alongside the vibrator. Kitty groaned lustily, pushing her ass back against Bonnie's jeans. "I think I really should have been born a tranny- cock and pussy so I could fuck everyone equally."

"Still trying to talk Cesar into letting you peg him?" Savvy moved to get a better camera angle of the toy ramming in and out of the drooling cunny. Bonnie reached around, grabbing Kitty's tender breasts and using the leverage to fuck her harder.

"He'll take a finger up the ass when I'm sucking him off," his wife complained, working her hips hard against Kitty's bottom, making her feel not only the pounding shaft, but the rough denim jeans. Kitty remembered when she'd been doing exactly that, sucking Cesar's nice cock after dinner and Bonnie had come up behind him and pushed her middle finger up inside of him. He came hard in Kitty's mouth and couldn't stand for at least ten minutes afterward. "But gets all skittish when I break out the strap-on. Miguel though, that boy takes it up the ass like a champ."

Kitty pushed her hips back, covered her mouth with both hands and climaxed hard. They had to stay in there for a few extra minutes so Bonnie's jeans could dry out.

But at least they got a discount on their purchase.

And the sexy redheaded associate's phone number.

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BigHammer27: Are you free for lunch?

Kkcat: As long as I get back here before 3p.

Kkcat: I have a meeting :S

Kkcat: Where do you want to eat?

BigHammer27: Meet me at the jobsite. About 10 mins from you.

Kkcat: o.O Okkkaaaayyy... send me the address.

Katie pulled into the parking lot of an abandoned building undergoing renovations a short drive from her lab. There were only a few vehicles in the lot, mostly the pickups and single van of Jerry's crew there to do the work he'd been contracted through Andrew to complete. She got out of her car, feeling a bit out of place in her jacket, skirt and heels. Jerry stood at a side door, watching for her and waved her over.

"Hey," she said, reaching up for a quick hug and kiss before he ushered her into the building. "Glad you called. It's been a slow morning. Do I get a hard hat?"

"Well, it's going to get busier," he said cryptically, guiding her deeper into the building with a hand on her lower back. "Hope you're hungry."

She stopped, turning around to put one hand on his flat chest and the other on his crotch. He was already hard and she hadn't really done anything yet.

"Jer-ry... you know this always makes my mouth water." She fumbled with his button and fly. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What have you got planned?"

He took her hands in his, pulling them away and pushing them behind her back. Her shoulders drew back, pushing out her breasts against the rose silk of her blouse. The lace of her demi cup bra slipped down, letting her nipples pop out to stand erect in little tents against the smooth silk. She'd worn her rings today. She moaned into his hungry mouth, their tongues wrestling for control.

Before she could recover, he broke the kiss, turned her around and marched her through a series of plastic sheets hanging down from the exposed ceiling. He never let go of her wrists, keeping her hands behind her back, enforcing her submission.

One last turn brought her into a room deep in the empty building. Standing in the middle of the room was a sawhorse, which wouldn't have been out of place on a construction site if it hadn't been covered in padded leather and tie-down points. Her breath caught, not because of the padded horse, where she knew she'd be spending her lunch hour, but because the seven other men of Jerry's crew were there waiting for her- Teddy the Mason, Cesar, Bruce and others she'd only met in passing.

Jerry didn't waste time, bending her over the horse and pulling her skirt up, exposing her ass and pussy. She'd stopped wearing underwear after the visit to Andrew's. As often as she expected teasing, touching, edging and use in public places, it simply didn't make sense. She heard his zipper finally go down and automatically opened her legs wide. In the time it took her to blink twice, he stretched her pussy full and Bruce fed his long slender cock down her throat.

Someone grabbed her ankles and wrapped binders around them, keeping her open. Other hands took control of her wrists and did the same. Her blouse was undone and rough, workman's hands groped at her hanging tits. Jerry's big hands grabbed her hips tightly as he fucked her hard. She started slipping into sub-space, opening her mind and shutting off her pleasure center. She felt him drive deep into her pussy, filling her with his sweet cum with a loud grunt.

"Make it quick boys. She's got to head back to work in 30. And so do you."

A half hour later she was struggling to straighten out her clothes while he walked her back to the entrance. Everyone had cum inside her, some leaking stickily down her thighs from her over-full pussy. Someone with a blessedly 'average' cock had even used her ass, replacing the ever-present plug after finishing inside her.

She walked back into the Lab touching up her lipstick. Three of the boys had red rings around the base of their cocks from when they finished in her mouth and she clamped her lips down to make sure she got every drop. The car ride back had been a balance of navigating the city streets, straightening her clothing, and eating the sticky mixture oozing out of her pussy. Thankfully she's had the good sense to not sit on her skirt, otherwise there would be a messy wet spot on the back of it. Her hair was a nest she could only tame with a scrunchy.

"My goodness Kate!" exclaimed her assistant Jill when she finally breezed back into her office. "You're practically glowing! Where did you go for lunch?"

"A little hole-in-the-wall buffet a friend invited me to," Kate said with a wistful smile. Jerry told her to make a spot in her calendar to return every week. He planned on rewarding his crew for a week of hard work with her body.

"Well, the three o'clock got moved up. They want to go at one and cut out early for the weekend."

"Excellent! Thank you, Jill."

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"And next up on the Center Stage, for the first time ever- give it up for for KITTTYYY!!" the club DJ announced, cuing up the first of her songs. Dressed in a bikini top one size too small for her tits, dangerously tall high-heeled mid-calf boots with cat paws on the soles and a butt-splitting thong with a long cat-tail hanging off the bit at the top of her backside, all in bright pink, with a coordinated collar and thigh garter for holding tips, she strutted out onto the stage the way she'd practiced under Mistress Strawberry's careful choreography to the Stray Cat Strut/Pink Panther theme played by Brian Setzer.

She might not have the young body she used to, but the months of regular bike rides, the aerobic Advanced Pole Dancing class and near constant sex kept her in completely desirable shape. She could prowl and spin up the pole almost as good as the energetically elfin Nancy.

Okay, maybe not as energetically as Nancy, but she had her own stage work down cold. Strawberry told her there was an art to dancing in the raw, a sense of grace and comfort once she got her clothes off. Her practice sessions had given her the raw confidence to believe it true.

The room exploded in whoops and yells of encouragement. Strawberry had arranged an Amateur Night at a smaller club and the audience was packed with friends of her's and Savvy's and the five other amateur members of the Pole Dancing Class that their instructor decided would be allowed on the stage. As one of the professional warm-up dancers, Candi waved to her from the second stage, whipping her green hair around to a small, appreciative group of spectators. Kalamity wandered topless through the crowd, having come off the second stage and heading back to the dressing room, talking to patrons and offering private dances. Savvy waited backstage for her turn on the Main stage and pole. Kitty would follow the same pattern- strip nude on the main stage, move to the second stage and do a generous bump and grind in front of a smaller crowd, then do at least a set wearing only her thong wandering the crowd and offering lap dances. To those that knew, her collar meant that they could touch her in ways they usually couldn't touch dancers.

Until then, she danced around the pole, spinning and climbing according to her first prepared routine. Bills landed on the stage slowly until she hung upside down on the pole and released the front clasp of her top, letting it fall to the stage and freeing her breasts. She smiled as a flurry of bills appeared along the edge of the platform. She slid down, swung into a crawling stance and prowled across to a customer she didn't know. He offered her a bill and she leaned forward, taking it between her bare tits, trapping his fingers briefly while she pulled the bill free, meeting his hungry eyes. She licked her lips and spun away to offer another man a space under her frilly pink thigh garter for his tip.

The first song ended and she swept up the waiting money as quickly as possible, dumping it into a pile at the top of the stage nearest the curtain backstage. She took a quick scan around the bar, finding Andrew and Jerry sitting at a table with Ricki, all giving her big thumbs up encouragement. She waved back, taking a quick second to dry her hands on her long velvety tail.

Her second song of the night started, launching her into a new routine of stage and pole work. Just the way Strawberry had advised her, she kept an eye on the one customer at the front who was definitely having trouble with his pants whenever she focused her attention on him. She smiled and licked her lips and he immediately dropped a larger bill on the stage. The first chorus came up and she set her feet on the stage, turned smartly and bent over, stripping off her thong and showing the audience the cat's paw plug she wore.

A second smart turn and she flicked her thong off the toe of her boot to land on the stage in front of him. She winked and kept dancing, prowling to the far side of the stage to collect more tips, deliberately keeping regular eye contact with the stranger but not getting close enough to collect his tips, frustrating and titillating him at the same time.

But by the time Janet Jackson reached the last chorus of "Black Cat", she reclined back on her elbows in front of him, spreading her legs and letting him get a good long look at her smoothly waxed crotch. He leaned forward, wanting more than a better look.

She put the toe of her tall pink boot against his chest, gently pushing him back into his chair as the song ended to wild applause.

She rolled over, got up to collect her tips and walked down the stairs, taking the hand of a bouncer who waited there for balance. Trailing her fingers over the shoulders of the men and women sitting along the stage, she crossed the floor to the second stage where Candi waited, sitting on the smooth platform fanning herself against the heat of the bright lights.

"Good set!" the stripper said in her ear after helping Kitty mount the steep stairs. She nodded to the one man who had followed her to the new platform. "I think you've got that one guy by the balls already."

"Think so?" Kitty asked back, holding tightly to the green-haired girl's hand. She licked her lips. Goddamn but she wanted to start making out with the stripper. Start with her ear and make her way right on down to the bright green landing strip waiting between her legs. Since Candi had already pulled on her thong, she settled for turning towards her fan, bending at the waist and gently biting the girl's thick nipple instead.

"Fuck," Candi gasped, reflexively grabbing the back of Kitty's head until her teeth moved away. Katie could smell her perfume and the intoxicating scent of her sweaty flesh. Candi's knees wobbled when Katie kissed her long on the lips, sliding her fingers up the dancer's leg to grope her warm crotch. Then she set her costume down and started grinding her hips to the beat of the next dancer's music. Candi smiled, fanning herself against a new heat source, before climbing down the steep steps and heading into the crowded bar.

By the end of the first song, Kitty wished she'd taken the bottle of water Nancy had offered her before she walked out on the Main Stage. Her mouth was dry and her body covered in a sheen of sweat. She chatted with the patrons who gave her tips at the end of the song, taking advantage of the lull between songs to catch her breath and organize her money.

"Can I get a lap dance?" her fan asked, squirming in his seat. She looked meaningfully down past the edge of the stage at his lap. There was a nice bulge pushing at his zipper.

"After the next song, I'd love to honey," she purred, reaching out to caress his cheek. Not sure who he was attached to or if he was just a regular. Old enough to drink at least, and kinda cute in a lost-puppy sort of way. She took his glass of beer and downed half of it in one long draw. Returning the half-full glass with a wicked lick of her lips, she glanced down at his bulge again. "As long as you keep that fellow under control until then."

She stayed on stage long enough after the second song ended to help the next dancer up the stairs. Coming down the stairs, she hung her arms over Lui's shoulders to give the cherubic vampire a steamy kiss to thank her for coming to the show, then turned to the waiting man who had given up trying to hide his raging hard-on.

Looping the velvety tail of her thong over his neck, she led him through the crowd to the set of privacy booths along the back wall. He took a seat while she pulled the privacy curtain closed. The club didn't usually allow for intimate contact between guests and performers, but Andrew and Strawberry had 'bought' the cooperation of the owner and staff for the night. She and Savvy had 'persuaded' the DJ together before the doors opened.

The first song was half over before he got settled in the deep leather armchair that encouraged him to sit back and give her easy access to his lap. She used the time to slowly grind her bare backside against his bulge, letting him reach around her to fondle her tits.

She ended the song by climbing onto his lap, her arms around his neck and kissing him- the kind of kiss a woman gives a man when she's hot to get laid, pressing against his chest while they kissed and groped. He moved his hand down her back, feeling all over the contours of her ass. His bone-hard prick rubbed against her slit through his jeans, and she got hotter and more excited. His mouth covered both tits with hungry licks and kisses, sucking on her pierced nipples like he needed the nourishment.