by Grant, Livia
“Yes, Daddy.” She peered up at him as he deftly fastened the collar around her neck. Next, he reached for the kitten ears and placed them upon her head, taking his time to adjust them.
“Beautiful,” he said, once more stroking her hair. “I can’t wait to get you up on the spanking bench, my pet. It’ll be easier to get your tail into place if you’re up on the bench with your legs spread wide and your privates revealed to me.”
Again, she leaned into his touch, enjoying his soft caresses so much that she couldn’t keep herself from making little noises of enjoyment. She wasn’t quite purring, but she could easily imagine herself getting there if he continued.
“Now, little kitten, Daddy wants you to stand up for a moment.”
She rose on shaky legs, with his help, and hearing the bell on her collar jingling with her movements made her face flush, though she wasn’t sure why. Maybe because it reminded her that she was a little kitten, completely dependent on her owner, her daddy. And she would have no choice but to lay upon the spanking bench with her legs spread wide while he inserted her tail.
Would he at least pet her again soon? God, she hoped so. Something about that simple action alone made her insides quiver and heat quake fervently between her thighs. The strip of fabric covering her pussy was probably soaked through by now.
He guided her to stand beside the spanking bench. Her dress was still bunched up around her waist, as it was rather snug and the tight fabric wouldn’t move down over her hips unless she gave it a hard pull. Daddy Xavier’s gaze landed upon her center and he reached between her thighs, lightly drawing two fingers overtop that scrap of fabric.
“Let’s get this off you, hm?” He pushed the thong down her legs and helped her step out of it, then he balled the thong up and placed it in his pocket. Again, his gaze dropped to her center, to the part of her that was aching so intensely that it took all her strength not to beg him to touch her there.
If he turned around for a moment to do something, she hoped she possessed enough self-control not to reach between her legs in order to caress herself. She could feel each distinct pulse of her clit and felt a trickle of moisture on her inner thigh. Her face heated further. She couldn’t recall ever having blushed so much during a scene before.
And they were just getting started.
She whimpered when he stepped closer and touched the outer folds of her sex. Eventually, he slipped a finger inside her aching core and circled through her gathering wetness. Then, to her great relief, he dragged his moistened digit directly atop her pulsing clit.
“Oh!” She closed her eyes and savored the moment, her hips jerking forward as she sought more of his touch. If only he would insert a finger fully inside her…
Too soon, he removed his hand from between her thighs. A glance into his eyes showed him looking rather stern.
“Little kitties don’t say ‘oh,’ he said. “If you want Daddy to keep stroking your privates, you need to make little kitty noises.”
Her cheeks flamed. She swallowed hard and tried to think. She doubted he wanted a literal, spoken ‘meow’ out of her, but maybe something a little more realistic.
Desperate to have his finger stroking over her clit again, she jerked her hips toward him and emitted a tiny, high-pitched mmwoww sound. Heat flared in his eyes, a look of pleasure overtaking his features.
“Very nice. Does Daddy’s little kitten want more pets on her privates?”
Yes, please. She shuddered as his hand delved between her thighs, his finger spreading moisture in circles atop her throbbing nubbin. She repeatedly made the mmwoww noises, and he kept caressing her in all the right places, bringing her close to the precipice of a release as she stood up on the platform, dozens of people watching.
“Good kitty,” he said. “Now your kitty privates will already be nice and wet and plump when you get up on the spanking bench. I can’t wait to get you up there and spread your legs wide. Everyone is going to see what a wet kitty you are.”
His words made the pulsing in her sex increase, and as he pulled his hand away from her pussy she gave a disgruntled mmwoww that made him chuckle. He grasped her hand and helped her up onto the spanking bench, arranging her so that her legs were on either side of it, and yes, he made certain she was spread very wide to his liking.
She expected him to insert the tail into her bottom immediately, but to her delight, he commenced petting her again. He started at her head and worked his way down, drawing his hand over every inch of her body that was exposed. Endorphins rushed her scalp and she felt deliriously lightheaded as he lavished her with attention.
“Such a sweet kitten,” he said, running his hand over her bottom. “And just look at how wet you are between your thighs.” He splayed her bottom cheeks apart without warning, causing her to gasp and stiffen on the bench. “Why, your privates are so slick it looks as though you’ve gone into heat.”
Her bottom rested at the end of the bench that angled toward the main play area, where the crowd stood watching. All those eyes on her aching private parts. Though the knowledge of her vulnerable exposure embarrassed her, she couldn’t help raising her hips once in an attempt to get Daddy Xavier to pet her pussy. Unfortunately, he moved away to search for something inside the bag.
She watched as he withdrew the tail and a bottle of lube.
“Time for your tail,” he said, approaching her. He stroked her bottom and then pulled her cheeks wide apart, revealing her secret pucker. “But before the tail goes in, Daddy has to lube up your bottom hole. Be a good kitten and hold very still. Don’t be naughty. Remember, naughty kitties get their butts spanked by their daddies.”
Chapter 5
Xavier
Fucking hell yes. Xavier was enjoying this scene.
Well, it wasn’t just the scene. It was Dolly that he was enjoying. Her nervousness combined with her growing excitement, her huge blue eyes that kept looking up to him for guidance. His rock-hard cock pressed at the front of his pants and his balls kept drawing up tight.
He wanted to unzip his pants, free himself, and plunge home into her wet, plump folds. Maybe he would get lucky and they would roll intercourse—oral, vaginal, or anal, it was all good as far as he was concerned—for one of their next two activities.
He set the tail on the bench between her thighs and focused on keeping her spread wide for the application of the lube. He squirted a generous portion of lubrication atop her dark pink pucker and watched as it clenched and unclenched. He circled her rosette with one finger and then pressed inside, breaching her tight entrance.
Fuck, she was tight. She had claimed she’d been going to BDSM clubs for years, but he couldn’t help but wonder how much anal experience she had.
“Little kitten?”
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Have you ever taken a cock in your ass before?”
“Yes, a few times, though not in a while.”
“What about a plug?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’ve taken plugs. Small ones, though. I-I am especially tight back there. Doms always think I’m an anal virgin.”
At the mention of other doms, a surge of red-hot jealousy swept through him. He glared into the watching crowd, as if expecting some random jerkoff to raise his hand and say, ‘Yep, Dolly’s ass was tight when I fucked her last week.’ He was ready to inflict violence upon anyone who dared to make such a claim. However, no one in the crowd said a word, other than quiet murmurs during private conversations that he couldn’t quite hear. He breathed out slowly in an effort to calm the raging jealousy that left him stunned.
He hadn’t felt such possessiveness for a woman since…
No. He wouldn’t allow himself to complete the thought. Dolly was a sweet girl and she didn’t deserve to spend three hours sceneing with someone who was thinking about another woman the whole time, even if that other woman was no longer alive. After one more deep breath, he felt much calmer.
Returning his focus to Dolly and her tight bottom hole, he contin
ued pushing his finger in and out as he prepared her for the tail. The plug attached to the black tail wasn’t overly large, but he still wanted her to be comfortable. He finally reached for the tail and poured lube onto the plug, then he touched the plug to her bottom hole. He kept her cheeks splayed wide apart with one hand while he started working the plug inside her tightness.
“Relax, little kitten. The base is almost inside you. Just a bit more,” he said in an encouraging tone. Turning and pushing the plug, he worked it inside her until the base was fully seated in her tight bottom hole. He swept the attached tail aside, drawing it to rest over one of her cheeks, allowing for an unhindered view of her pussy.
He stepped back to survey his handiwork and his cock jerked in his pants. Everything between her thighs gleamed pink. Her nether lips were entirely bare and he appreciated the recent wax job she must’ve had. With her legs spread wide, she was completely exposed. He could even glimpse her engorged clit peeking out from amidst her plump folds, as if it were begging for more of his touch.
“You look adorable wearing your tail, little kitten,” he said, stroking down her back and over her tail, allowing it to finally settle in place to cover her privates. She arched her back and lifted her hips, making another cute mmwoww noise.
Suddenly, everything went dark and the background music died. A collective gasp went up in the crowd just as the emergency lights turned on, though none were near the platform. Still keeping a hand on Dolly, Xavier looked toward the main play area, though he couldn’t see much, just a sea of dark bodies in the dim lighting. When he felt Dolly tensing beneath his hand, he leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Just a power outage, little kitten,” he said. “I’m sure the lights will come back on soon. Don’t be afraid. Daddy’s right here with you.” He couldn’t be certain she was afraid of the dark, but he got the sense that at the very least it made her uneasy and he wished the platform was closer to the nearest emergency lights. He petted her hair and down her back over and over, listening carefully for any sounds of distress from his sweet little kitty.
Just as suddenly as the lights went out, they came back on, along with the music. He doubted more than thirty seconds had passed. A few people in the crowd clapped and cheered. He looked down at Dolly, anxious to glimpse the expression on her face. He wanted to make sure she was all right.
Her eyes met his and she gave him a soft smile that made his heart clench.
“Thanks for staying with me in the darkness, Daddy,” she said, and he sensed a deeper meaning, or perhaps a story, behind her gratitude. He couldn’t explain how, but it felt as though an invisible force kept pulling him to Dolly, and in that force, he could sense her emotions, even without glimpsing her face and staring into her eyes.
“You’re very welcome, little kitten,” he said. “Would you like to pause for a moment, or do you feel ready to continue?”
She graced him with another sweet smile. “I-I’m ready to continue, Daddy.”
He started petting her again, continuing until he drew another cute kitten noise from her. She was so responsive, so lovely.
“You look so cute wearing this tail, little kitten, that I think perhaps we’ll leave it in all night. Unless, of course, we roll anal intercourse for one of our remaining activities.”
A shudder ran through her and he spotted goosebumps rising on her arms.
“I can smell your arousal,” he said, moving a hand between her thighs. She arched greedily into his touch. “Perhaps my little kitten would like some pets on her privates?”
Another desperate high-pitched mmwoww left her and she lifted her center to press it harder against his probing hand. As she moved, the bell on her collar jingled, and when she turned her head to the side, he noticed her face was still flushed.
He shifted her tail aside, once again exposing her pussy for all to see. She whimpered and shifted upon the bench, and when she took too long to stop moving he gave her right cheek a sharp swat.
“Be still, little kitten,” he scolded. “Naughty kittens don’t get pets on their privates.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she replied in a demure voice, as she finally ceased squirming.
“Good kitty.” He began by dipping two fingers between her plump nether lips, seeking out her gathering wetness.
Caressing moisture atop her swollen clit, he forced her legs wider apart and bent down to get a better look at the sweetness between her thighs. The pleasing but musky scent of her arousal drove him wild, causing his blood to heat and his cock to stiffen to the point of painfulness.
She gasped and made kitten noises as he applied more pressure to her nubbin, stroking her expertly with two digits, occasionally dipping back into her core for more wetness to rub over her most sensitive spot. Her kitten noises turned to needy whimpers and her hips began to gyrate. He paused and gave each of her cheeks a firm swat.
“Naughty kitten,” he said in a stern voice. “Daddy told you to remain still.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispered. “It’s just so difficult. It feels so good when you pet me there.”
“Try to behave, kitten, or Daddy will have to punish you right here while everyone watches. Is that what you want? A public spanking?”
“No-no, Daddy, please. I-I’ll be a good kitten. I promise.” She stilled and from the looks of it, she was also holding her breath.
Deciding to be merciful, he increased the pace of his strokes upon her clit, all the while admiring the faint redness covering her bottom cheeks. He’d only slapped her ass three times, but God, he fucking loved the sight of his handprints on her ass. Perhaps later he would redden her ass further, make her squirm and beg while he gave her a good spanking.
He pressed harder upon her clit and circled faster. “You may come whenever you wish, little kitten, and you can move now if you would like. Show Daddy how good it feels when he pets you.”
Chapter 6
Rachel
Rachel pressed her eyes shut as the waves of pleasure overcame her. She writhed her center against Daddy Xavier’s hand, riding the sharp surges of ecstasy that stole her breath. When the last quaking wave receded, she trembled in the aftermath of the intense orgasm, feeling as though her arms and legs had turned to jelly.
The darkness. Warmth filled her as she recalled how Daddy Xavier had stayed with her during the brief power outage. He had stayed right next to her, petting her and whispering comforting phrases in her ear, as if he’d sensed her unease.
She drew in a deep breath as her energy began to return. She sighed with contentment as Daddy Xavier helped her off the spanking bench and gathered her close to his chest. He leaned against the bench while hugging her, running his hands through her hair as he held her tightly. Again, her heart panged with warmth.
“We’ve been at this scene for over thirty minutes, little kitten.” His lips brushed along her ear, causing a shiver of excitement to rush through her. He pulled back to meet her gaze.
Her heartbeat quickened as she stared up at him, mesmerized by the caring gleam in his eyes. She’d always had a thing for daddy doms, though she’d never dated one. Of course, she kind of had herself to blame for that. She had a habit of pushing men away and none of her relationships ever lasted long. She craved intimacy, yet she also feared it.
But as she became lost in Daddy Xavier’s intense gaze, she found herself daring to believe that a relationship with him would be different than any she’d entered before. There was a fierce possessiveness in his eyes that left her both frightened and hopeful. She doubted he was the kind of dom who would allow her to push him away, nor would he easily let her go.
“Um, should we go spin for our second activity, Daddy?”
“I think we should, but I would like you to keep your kitty outfit on for the rest of the night. Ears, collar, and tail. You look adorable.” When he gathered her closer, she felt the hardness of his cock in his pants. She quivered with need, the aching between her thighs surging back with full force.
“That sounds good to me,” she said, feeling her face heat. “I-I enjoyed playing a kitty.” It wasn’t simply that she enjoyed the kitten play, it was because Daddy Xavier was such a good owner, a good daddy. He was the perfect mix of caring and stern. His commands had made her heart flutter, and his gentleness had warmed her all over.
“Furthermore, I plan to keep calling you my little kitten for the remainder of the evening, and I would like you to keep calling me Daddy.” He reached around and cupped her bottom, then ran a hand down her tail, reminding her that she still had the plug seated in her bottom hole. With each breath or movement, she felt its presence inside, the delicious fullness.
“Okay, Daddy.” Excitement rushed through her that this fun scene didn’t really have to end, even if they were going to spin for their second activity. Apparently, Daddy Xavier wanted to keep the kitten play going. Though the newness of it still made her a bit nervous, she couldn’t help the heated anticipation that left her pressing her thighs together.
He placed a kiss on her forehead and she melted. She felt as if she were glowing, as if she were the luckiest submissive in the whole club, all because Daddy Xavier was hers for the night. And she was his.
Her heart raced. Would he want to see her again after tonight?
Oh God, she hoped so. As she stared up at him, lost in his gaze, she could easily imagine playing with him again and again. In fact, she could imagine seeing him outside of the club, too. She envisioned herself curled up in bed beside him, sleeping in his arms while he spooned her from behind.
He grasped her hand and stepped back to arrange her dress, pulling it down to her hips, though not quite low enough to cover her pussy. He released her hand and walked around her, running a hand over her tail in a casual manner, as if he were inspecting her appearance. He patted her bottom and then picked up the black bag.
She watched as he placed the bottle of lubrication in the bag. But when he pulled out a leash, her pulse skittered and she inhaled a shaky breath.
