Monday thru Thursday.
The week had passed with what was becoming normal. Morning wake up blowjobs then off to work. Joan had started working part time 10:30 to 2 Pm, which left her time to play the good slave. Make all the meals and keeping house. We slowed down the sex and bondage a bit after the intense weekend we had. We made the decision to name the cat costume Molly which is generic for fixed female cat it was tough. Joan wanted it to be a demeaning as possible. By Wednesday night, she had recovered all her neediness and had me fuck her in the ass and put the butt plug in and hogtie her for bed. Some anticipation for her wearing the cat costume for me on Friday and to the party on Saturday.
Joan wanted to ride to the party in the pet carrier. She said some of her old friends would help me carry it from the truck to the fenced back yard with Molly inside. Joan went and bought a large name pet name tag with Molly on it listing me as owner on the back. Joan was the perfect mate so far. She had her period Monday thru Wednesday seem a little off but still made sure to drain any cum I had to offer. Never jealous of me talking to other women or having other interests or meeting with my friends. She was one in a million. Said she was happy with me and acted like that was a fact.
Friday
With Friday having been my day off and Joan is not having to go to work till later plus the anticipation of her wearing the cat costume. She had done her best long blowjob stretching it out for 15 minutes. I put the armbinder on her and the large ball gag on her. Then had made a feast of her pussy and clit while tormenting one of her tits with one hand and fingering her with the other one. By the time, she recovered she had to hurry to get to work on time. After she got in her car and was on the way, I went to the Jewelers and picked up the ring and wedding band. The wedding band had the Celtic slave symbol on it outlined in diamond chips.
By the time she got home from work, we were both hot with anticipation. We got each other off quickly.
"Time for me to become Molly," Joan said breathlessly with anticipation.
I helped her into the body suit it was white with black spots. Designed similar to the other two flaps on the legs to trap her heels against her butt the knee pads shaped like paws. Her sex left wide open and on display holes for her arms head and nipples to go thru hood with cat ears black out contacts that looked like cat eyes and the boned front legs keeping her arms straight and trapping her hand at 90-degrees in the paws. The tail again had the long butt plug.
Once I had the body suit on and worked her nipples thru to holes, I attached the five once weighs and bells to each nipple barbells. Then she had put the contacts in she was now blind and completely dependent on me. I then put the front legs of the costume over her arms and buckled the wrists, so her hands were trapped and zipped them onto the bodysuit. I zipped the flaps on her legs. Lubed the butt plug tail and worked it in. The tail was semi-flexible, and Molly could move it around by swaying her butt. Got the hood on and attached the strap holding her head up and back so she could not move her head down. Then lastly, the mask to give her whiskers and let her nose poke thru and the name tag around her neck. I had gone into her jewelry box and gotten a small nose ring and put it in her nose.
"Ok, you are now Molly, One meow for no and two for yes and three times for thank you," I said in stern voice.
Joan was now Molly, the cat. I clipped the leash to her collar and led her around the house a few times. Then put her in the pet carrier and shut and latched the door. Molly had started meowing protesting about being put in the crate.
"Quiet I will be back in a few minutes to let you out."
I went and got the cane and the zapper. In anticipation of this being a repeat of the dog costume and Molly in need of correction. Then I went to the crate and led Molly out and led her over to the couch. First order of business was to have Molly take care of my hard cock. I shucked my shorts and guided Molly's mouth down on my cock. Molly meowed twice when it touched her lips and got right to work.
"Molly slow down."
I gave one of her tormented nipples a shock with the zapper. Molly slowed down she scooted closer and put a paw on either side of my legs and went into slow blowjob mode bringing me close to climax and then backing off then repeat. I enjoyed it for 10 minutes or so.
"Molly finish me now then you may cum," I said breathlessly.
Feeling my climax building I reached and grabbed her exposed weighted nipples and as I shot my load into her waiting mouth, I squeezed her nipples and twisted them roughly. That had put her over the top. She never let my cock slip out of her mouth as she rode the wave of the orgasm moaning. As she came down from the orgasmic high, she started sucking again. I let her continue a few minutes.
"Molly enough."
She gave my cock three more strokes before she let my cock pop out of her mouth. She meowed three times. Molly backed up and turned around put her head on the floor presenting her bare pussy to me I reached down and stroked it a few times she tried to trap my hand by squeezing her legs together meowing twice.
"You know how much kinkier this would be if you had you pussy lips pierced."
"Meow, Meow,"
"Meow, Meow."
I pulled my hand from between her legs.
"Meow."
"I am going to watch the news. Walk around the house. No scratching the furniture and don't knock anything over."
Setting up the outline so Molly could get as many strokes of the cane as she wanted. I stood up and pulled my shorts up. Then took the lead and walked her in a circle three-time to disorient her completely as she was blind with contacts in her eyes. Of course, walking made the weights hanging from her nipples sway and the bells jingle. I watched her as she slowly moved forward till she bumped into a chair. Molly had put her front paws on the chair arched her back and scratched at the chair.
"Bad cat. That is five strokes."
"Meow, Meow."
Signaling she knew was earning some strokes with the cane. Molly backed up and walked slowly around the room bells jingling trying to figure out where she was in the living room. Molly found the end table and knocked over the pictures. Molly now knowing where she was in the house turned around and made her way to the back door. She scratched at the door meowing three times.
"Molly need to go out,"
"Meow, Meow."