The crowed cheered in response and the round hipped Mistress smiled, "Good, I'm glad. Because it's time for the show to go on!" She sauntered center stage and placed a big roll of cloth on the lounging chair. They watched as she unclipped the roll and slid it down to reveal a long strip of perfectly black fur. The fur covered the chair completely and Olinda mounted it the way one might a lover. The silted robes swung open revealing her short but well formed legs. Alexander watched her swing them playfully letting his eyes linger on the smooth skin.
"Fur..." She said after a moment. "Such a sweet fabric...soft...smooth...-bestial-." She ran her hands over the black fur giving an audible moan. "Don't you think?"
But the crowd couldn't answer...a form had made itself known on the catwalk...it was undeniably feminine...and undeniably naked. She crawled forward on her hands and knees like an animal. Her large breasts swaying and slender hips rocking as she moved......but Olinda couldn't see her. Was this part of the show? Alexander couldn't tell. He sat forward placing his hands on his knees.
Show or not Olinda continued to talk, her smooth sultry voice filling the room as she started to gently rock herself over the fur. "It's barbaric the way fur can arouse...when brushed against the right places." She ground herself purposefully against the seat, her hands gripping the sides as her toes curled in delight.
It was then the other woman pounced, springing up in a wild display of acrobatics. For a moment it looked as if she might pounce the sultry Mistress. But just before she touched down Olinda rolled to the side nimbly.
The second woman was a shock to the senses. She was a soft golden color...and her skin seemed to be speckled with leopard like spots....starting from her brow and continuing all the way down her neck, over her breasts and ass. She was a true catwoman. Her amber green eyes flashed across the audience and Alexander spotted sharp needle like fangs. He half rose in his seat as she gave a theatrical his towards Olinda....but Olinda was already prepared. She whipped a long thick length of leather cracking it....the whip snapped at the feet of the leopard female. The female blinked but remained stubborn looking as if she might still pounce.
"Bad kitty!" Olinda said snapping the whip again, hitting the female across the flank. The female gave a gasp of surprise and immediately sank to the ground, rolling to her belly exposing a long expanse of perfectly white skin. Olinda tossed her loose locks over her shoulder and looked out over the crowd.
"This naughty kitten is called Keesa, and I found her wandering with her pride of cat-women in Africa...I caught her...brought her back here...and trained her as a pet. However...she is a wild thing...and normally I'd say she needs strong handling...but..." Olinda trailed her fingers over the soft belly of the other woman, her nails gliding gently over the sensitive flesh. Alexander smiled...he could hear Keesa purring.
"However, now that she's being a good little kitten...I think I'll let her pick someone to have a little fun with...but who?"
The cat-woman rolled over back unto her hands and knees, her short golden hair swaying in her amber eyes as she looked out over the crowd. She sauntered off of the lounging chair and into the crowd...moving through the tables...ignoring the hands that glided over her as she lifted her nose to sniff this way and that...
"Keesa finds her mate through scent...pheromones are what attract her most....ahhh there she's found what she wants."
Keesa moved towards a large group...pushing past a man to get to a woman. The woman looked down at Keesa wide eyed and Alexander watched with an open mouth. He certainly wouldn't have looked at the second woman twice on the road. It wasn't because she was ugly...she wasn't...but she was a bit plain. Her brown hair was tied up into a severe bun at the top of her head, her neat business suit was a most unflattering shade of grey, horn-rimmed glasses set on a turned up nose, shielding grey eyes. Yes... plain... and seemingly prude. What was she doing here then?
The woman turned her head away in disgust as Keesa looked up at her expectantly. The man next to her whispered and she closed her legs firmly against Keesa's now roaming hands. Ahhh, a woman out with her lover for a show...interesting. The woman didn't seem particularly interested but Keesa was persistent. Keesa wrapped her arms around the sitting woman's hips and nuzzled against her lap...then her belly...and then her breasts....the woman looked down suddenly in surprise and Keesa took the moment to lift her face up and run her wet tongue over the prudish woman's lips. The woman seemed ready to pull away but Keesa pressed her mouth gently to the other woman's and gave her a gentle but purposeful kiss. The woman seemed to relax ever so slightly. Keesa deepened the kiss opening her mouth and letting her tongue flick over the Prudes with a happy purr. The woman relaxed completely and gave into the kiss, her chest rising and falling with quick little pants as Keesa's arms unlocked from the woman's hips and ran down her legs.
Keesa pulled away and the Prude Woman gave a cry of displeasure...Keesa dropped to all fours and playfully tilted her head towards the stage. The woman paused looking around seemingly brought back to herself...She looked like she was going to deny the invitation when Keesa moved away from her, her round leopard spotted ass wiggling invitingly as she moved towards the stage as if to say 'if you want it...come and get it....'. The woman licked her lips and followed slowly. Her heels echoing around the hall...
Olinda reached out a hand to the woman helping her climb the stairs, "Hmmm what a lovely choice Keesa...And your name?"
"A...Adele..."
"Mmmm Adele...tell me Adele...have you ever been with a woman?"
"No..." The brunette replied.
