I heard the quiet tapping on the door. It was hesitant and almost timid with the urgency of someone who needed to get in. I smiled to myself, knowing exactly who it was. It would be a kitten with nothing on but a raincoat, wearing whiskers on her face and a kitten's tail sprouting from her butt plug.
I waited for a few moments until the knock became a little louder and more urgent. I knew there was a panic behind it as she began to fear that this was some sort of cruel joke, kind of like tying someone up and leaving them there naked and red-faced without a touch of pleasure for someone like a cleaning person to find in a hotel room, but that's a completely different story.
I went to the door and just as expected, there stood my kitten, complete with whiskers and little black ears on her head. She clutched the raincoat, trying to draw it further around her to cover herself as best she could.
I enjoyed the look in her eyes, a wonderful mix of excitement, fear and humiliation. Below her raincoat there was nothing but bare legs and the tip of a tail. Just enough of her legs showed her slightly chubby side with that wonderful curve coming down from her bottom to meet her knees. She knew she wasn't for everyone, but that fact was why I cared so much for her. In today's body image society she felt pushed out which is what made her so craving a man who loved her and needed her, as I did.
Ours was a wonderful two-way dynamic in which she needed me for my twisted British kink of a mind and I needed her for the desires she harbored, unable to share them outside of our naughty relationship.
I opened the door to greet her but not to let her in. She looked up and down the hallway with a pleading look in her eyes to which I merely raised my eyebrows. She knew the rules. She also knew I wouldn't open the door until she met them.
She stood there until we both heard someone work the lock of a door somewhere down the hall. "I really wouldn't wait too long out there," was all I had to say. She immediately dropped the raincoat and spun around to show me the cat tail butt plug she had inserted before hailing a taxi to come over. We both heard the footsteps coming down the hall. The click of a woman's heels and the step of a man's shoes.
Her hands came up like a kittens, wrist bent at her chin and a mewling meow to complete the deal.
I patted her head as she scooted past e and into my apartment. I nodded to the couple as they passed, who had no idea what they had just missed. I'm not sure if they noticed the bulge beneath my robe, but I hoped so. I simply nodded and smiled.
Inside there was my kitten, standing with her feet apart and her hands on the kitchen island. She was shivering with excitement and expectation. Excitement from knowing she had just come from her apartment to mine wearing nothing but a short trench coat, kitten ears and a furry butt plug.
I bent down to give her a kiss, "I'm very proud of you kitten, how did that feel?"
She was a jumble of nerves as she spoke.
"Oh my God, that was possible the most incredible thing I've ever done."
I reached down and felt her pussy slick with wetness and almost running down her thigh. I put it to her lips and then kissed her to share the flavor of her wetness.
She immediately sucked on my finger before I took it into my own mouth to finish it off for the both of us.
"Did you do what I asked you to do in the taxi?"
"Oh God, yes," she gasped. "I think the driver may have even known. I slipped my hand under my raincoat and played with myself. It was so wrong, it was right. Look!" She exclaimed as she opened the coat all the way for me to see the little landing strip above her folds. Then she spun around and wiggled the dark brown tail that hung from her ass.
