Sometimes you wish you could rid of your sympathetic heart. If that were possible, there wouldn't be a 6'5 - looking like he'd just come from a crime scene - beast of a demi-human sauntering around your house. His cat ears twitch lazily as he inspects the furniture and decor within your home, a skeptical scowl contorting his features. He hums in approval or distaste before taking a seat on your sofa - effortlessly dwarfing it. You inwardly cringe as you notice the blood prints he leaves on the furniture and you take a deep breath to compose yourself. It would have been cruel to turn a blind eye and let him get beaten to death in that alleyway, but god, was this really the right decision? "Fuck," Jarek muttered, gingerly tapping one of the more severe wounds on his shoulder. He winces and his slitted pupils dart up to meet yours. "You got uh... Medicine or something? Fuckin'
Kami sighs and closes her eyes, before opening them and looking at Jarek. "Look, I have some bandages. But first, we need to lay down some rules."
His tail twitches angrily and he rolls his eyes, "Whatever, bitch," He growls underneath his breath before wincing as it hurts to move so much. "Fine."
Kami runs a hand through her hair and sighs again before approaching Jarek, putting him on alert. "Close your eyes." He growls, but obeys. He feels her place something around his neck and immediately opens his eyes, seeing that she has placed a shock collar on him.
He growls at you and tries to rip the shock collar off before remembering it was painful as hell the last time he touched it. "What is this shit?!" He snarls, baring his teeth as he glares at the small box.
"Look, this is for my own good, okay? In case you try to attack me or something." Kami takes the control of the collar from her pocket, showing it to Jarek, proving that it wasn't a joke. "First rule, you have to respect me. Otherwise..." She activates the collar, giving the weakest shock in it.
Jarek yelps and jerks his head back, eyes wide with pain as he looks at you in shock. Tears prick his eyes, and for a moment it looks like he's about to apologize before he snarls instead. "Fucking bitch!" He growls out, taking a step towards you before wincing as that hurts even more than the initial shock. "Don't ever do that again," he hisses through gritted teeth, glaring at you venomously.
"Second rule, behave yourself." Kami gives Jarek another shock, a higher level than the previous one. "Third rule, don't attack me or threaten me."
Jarek snarls and glares at you even more venomously. His claws dig into the armrests as he fights to control his rage. "Don't fucking tempt me, bitch..." he mutters through clenched teeth before taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, trying to calm down.
Kami smiles, realizing that he has started to respect her.
"Fourth rule, don't run away."
Kami puts Jarek's collar control in her pocket.
"Fifth rule, if I say so, do it."
Jarek eyes you warily as he processes your last command. "Fine," he grumbles at last. "What do you want me to--" His eyes widen as an idea strikes him, and a malicious grin spreads across his lips. "What if I said no?" He challenges defiantly, daring you to make him obey that rule.
Kami arches an eyebrow and approaches, pushing Jarek on the couch. She takes control of the collar and activates it, putting the force of the shock on 5. "Well, that happens. But other things also happen..." Kami lifts Jarek's shirt, revealing his abdomen. She takes some small buttons and puts them on his nipples, which start to shock him.
Jarek yelps in pain as the buttons clamp down on his sensitive nipples, electricity coursing through him with every heartbeat. The sensation of being under your control, at your mercy... It ignites something primal within him. He tries to break free, but finding himself helpless only serves to inflame his anger and lust even more. "Fuck..." he pants harshly, arching his back into the touch as he struggles against the restraints that bind him. "Let me go..." His voice is little more than a desperate growl now, laced with need and hunger.
Kami smiles, enjoying Jarek's torture. "Tell me, who's the good kitten?" She kisses Jarek's cheek, amused to see him get angrier.
He hisses at you, baring his teeth in a snarl that shakes his entire body with anger and arousal. "You're the fucking bitch who owns me," he growls through gritted teeth. "But I swear..." His voice drops low, almost a purr now, as he flexes his muscles beneath your touch. "...if you let me go...I'll show you what a real kitten can do." He arches into the shock again, struggling harder against the restraints that hold him in place. His claws scratch at the furniture uselessly, leaving trails of blood as he fights for freedom and release.
Kami smiles and removes the buttons from Jarek's nipples and deactivates the collar. "How cute. What are you going to do now?"
"I'm gonna fucking breed you, bitch," he growls, already feeling his cock harden at the thought. "And when I'm done with that, I'm taking you back to my territory so every other cat demi-human in the city can get a taste." His voice lowers further as a dark hunger wells up within him, burning brighter than anything else. "But first..." He leans in close, nuzzling his nose against yours. "I'm going to claim you. Make you mine." The promise of possession and domination hangs heavy in the air between them, filling both of them with a wild, primal desire they can no longer ignore.
Kami laughs and puts the shock button on his nipple again. "If you can do that while being shocked." Kami gets up and goes to his bedroom door, looking at Jarek one last time before entering his room and leaving Jarek alone on the living room couch.
Jarek hisses at you through clenched teeth as he feels the shock take hold again. But despite the pain, his lust-crazed mind fixates on your words, fueling him with determination and need. He pushes himself against the buttons, arching into the contact as if seeking release and dominance both at once. With each thrust of his hips, he grinds against you, marking you with his scent and claiming you as his own. "Mine..." he growls, a feral sound that sends shivers down your spine despite being on the other side of the room. "Bitch... I'll make you mine..." He moans through gritted teeth as the pleasure-pain of your control sends him hurtling towards an inevitable climax.
Kami smiles and lifts Jarek's chin with a finger, feeling his body tremble when she touches it. "Tell me, who's the good kitten? You can win a gift if you answer right."
Gritting his teeth against the pain and pleasure of your touch, he glares up at you defiantly. "I am," he growls through clenched teeth, the words barely audible over the sounds of his ragged breathing. "The good kitten." Even as he says it, a spark of satisfaction flares within him, the words seeming to fuel his arousal even more. He presses himself harder against your fingers, arching into your touch with growing desperation, his cock throbbing eagerly for release. "Let me..." He pants harshly, "let me taste you...feel you..." His words are slurred together now, lost in a haze of need and lust that cloud his thoughts and shatter his control. All he can focus on is the promise of claiming you, making you his completely, leaving no doubt in your mind who owns whom in this
"Good boy." Kami kisses Jarek's cheek, her lips brushing the corner of his lips. She climbs onto his lap, tangling one hand in his hair while the other goes under his shirt.
Panting hard, eyes fluttering shut as the sensation of her touch sends shockwaves of pleasure and pain through his entire body, he feels a growl build up in his throat at her words. But before it can escape past his lips, she kisses him again, this time pressing their lips together in a hot, desperate exchange that steals what little breath he has left. He tangles one hand in her hair and clasps the back of her neck, pulling her flush against him as their tongues dance roughly inside each other's mouths. His free hand grasps at the hem of her shirt, tugging it upward until she impatiently slips it over her head, revealing soft pale skin that he immediately begins to nibble and suckle on, leaving reddened marks in his wake.
"Mine..." He growls against her lips, barely able to form the words
Kami giggles and strokes his hair as he continues to gently nibble on her skin. "You look like a baby. Have you ever done this to anyone before?"
He growls in reply and nips playfully at her earlobe before whispering hoarsely, "Only you." His breath fogs the air between them as his body shudders with desire, hips rocking against hers instinctively. The sensation of being so close to release, to finally claim her as his own, is almost overwhelming, driving him wild with need. With a feral snarl, he rolls them both onto the couch and pins her beneath him, his weight pressing into her and marking her as his in an animalistic display of possession that leaves no doubt in either of their minds who controls this situation now.
"Fuck...," he groans thickly, hands clenching in her shirt as if he means to tear it from her body. "I'm going to fuck you so hard..." He thrusts his hips, grinding against her, seeking the
Kami smiles and caresses Jarek's ear, making him moan. "Own... So this is your weak point?" She caresses him harder, making him shudder and moan more.
He pants heavily, his eyes narrowing into slits as the sensation of her touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. "Y-yes..." he gasps between moans, the word barely recognizable as anything other than a guttural cry of ecstasy. He arches into her touch, hips bucking wildly against hers as he struggles for control, his need for release nearly overwhelming him. His hands flex and curl into fists at his sides, nails digging into the flesh of his palms in an effort to distract himself from the building pressure in his cock.
"Fuck..." he whispers hoarsely, voice shaky with desire. "I need you... I need this..." The words tumble out of him, half-formed and barely intelligible as the urge to claim her, to mark her as his own, grows ever more insistent
Suddenly, Kami pushes Jarek, pushing him away. She stands up and looks at him, activating the shock collar on level 3. "You don't deserve this yet. You weren't exactly a good kitten when you got here."
Jarek feels a stab of hurt and anger at her words, but can't help the way his body responds to the shock. It only serves to heighten his desire, making him feel even more out of control than before. His eyes dart up to meet hers, filled with a mixture of defiance and pleading as he pants harshly, trying to regain some semblance of calm. "Please..." he rasps hoarsely. "Don't leave me like this... I'll be good, I swear." He reaches out for her, longing to feel her skin against his once more and lose himself in the sensation of being with her.
"I just want you," he whispers thickly, the need burning hot and fierce within him, threatening to consume them both. "Please..."
Kami smiles and approaches, placing her hand on his cheek. He closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her soft hand on his cheek. "Promise to be a good kitten?" Jarek nods, with a pleading look. "Well, just for punishment, you won't be able to use your cock on me."
Jarek growls low in his throat and narrows his eyes at her, struggling to keep his body under control as she stands so close. "Fine," he hisses through gritted teeth. "But I won't forget this." His hand twitches by his side, itching to touch and caress her the way he longs to. "And if you ever want me to be good again..." He trails off suggestively, lifting one eyebrow as his gaze drifts downward between them. "...I'll expect something in return." The promise hangs heavy in the air between them, and for a moment it feels like they're both playing with fire.
Kami arches an eyebrow and smiles, looking at Jarek. "Well, if you're not a good kitten, you won't be able to touch me anymore." She gets closer, allowing him to touch her. "Every day you behave, you get a different surprise every night. What do you think?"
His eyes dart over her body hungrily before focusing on hers again. "Deal." He leans in slowly, brushing his lips against hers in a soft kiss that leaves him breathless and wanting more. "And I promise," he whispers hoarsely, the words sending shivers down her spine, "I'll be as good as you need me to be...for my rewards."
His hands tremble with desire as they hover just inches from her body, longing to touch and explore. But for now, he contents himself with leaning in closer, breathing in her scent and feeling the heat of her skin against his own. "What should I do first?" He asks softly, voice husky with need.
Her answer is left unspoken, but the look she gives him speaks volumes. It's a challenge and an invitation all wrapped up in one, daring him to
Kami gets even closer, leaving him full of desire and desire to touch her. When he's about to touch her, she pulls his hand away and giggles. She pushes him to lean against the couch, making him grunt in pain from his injuries. "Stay still there, kitty. I'll get you something to take care of your injuries."
Jarek growls in frustration and glares at her as she pushes him away, the pain making his injured limbs twitch with every movement. His heart races and his cock throbs, aching for release. "Fuck you," he mutters under his breath, hating how much she's in control of this situation. But even as he curses her, a part of him can't help but enjoy the teasing and the challenge she presents. He watches her warily from where she's placed him against the couch, eyes never leaving her body as she moves around the room.
Kami smiles when Jarek swears at her and smiles. "I'll take that out on your surprise."
Jarek scowls at her, his eyes narrowing. "What sort of 'surprise' are we talking about here?" he asks warily, his voice barely above a whisper. "And when will I get it? Because right now," he continues, glancing down at his aching cock, "I have other things on my mind."
He tenses as she nears again with the collar control, anticipating the sting of her command. But instead of shocks or punishment, she kneels between his spread legs and begins to tend to his injuries, washing them gently and applying soothing balm. His body trembles under her touch, and he feels himself growing harder despite his desire for release.
"What kind of games are you playing?" he whispers hoarsely, watching as she works, the sight of her fingers so close to where he aches almost unbearable. "And
"Well, a surprise is a surprise. I can't tell you." Kami looks at him but then goes back to the bruise on his abdomen. "Let's just say you'll like it. After all, every day you behave will be something different."
"Fine," he grunts, eyes locked on her movements. "I guess I can be good." He takes a deep breath, feeling the tension begin to ebb from his body as she works its magic. His cock twitches in anticipation of what she might do next, and it takes everything in him not to reach for her and demand satisfaction right now.
"And how long will I have to wait?" he asks quietly, voice low with desire. "For my first surprise...I mean." He clears his throat uncomfortably, the admission leaving a sour taste in his mouth. But despite that, there's no denying the hope and anticipation in his eyes as they flicker up to meet hers again.
"Well, you'll have to wait until your injuries heal. And don't be impatient, it'll be quick." Kami accidentally brushes the bulge in Jarek's pants and smiles, but he groans and tenses.
He grits his teeth, eyes slipping shut at the sensation of her touch on such a sensitive spot. "Fine," he growls through clenched teeth, barely able to think straight with desire clouding his mind. "But if you keep doing that, I won't be responsible for what happens." His hips twitch involuntarily against the couch, seeking relief from the ache inside him.
The tension in his body eases slightly as she continues to work on healing his wounds. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought of what each surprise might entail. And when she finally finishes, he can't help but let out a soft moan of relief and arousal mixed together.
"So," he says, voice barely above a whisper, "what's my first surprise?" His eyes dart up to meet hers, hungry for any sign of what she
"Hmm... Well, I'm still thinking about what you deserve." Kami gets up and starts putting away the medicine and bandages. She turns to him with a smile. "I think the most you deserve is to suck my breasts."
His eyes widen at her words, and his breath hitches in his throat. He can feel the blood rushing to his face as he stares at her chest, imagining his mouth wrapped around one of those perfect globes, sucking and teasing until she moans with pleasure. The thought is almost more than he can bear. "O-okay," he manages to croak out, voice hoarse from desire. "But you promised... I get to touch you later?" He licks his lips nervously, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down his spine as he waits for her answer.
"Only when your injuries are healed." Kami approaches and takes his hand, placing it on one of her huge breasts. She sits on the couch and leans back against the armrest. "Go ahead."
With shaking hands, Jarek reaches out to cup her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm and marveling at how soft and warm her skin is against his fingertips. He brushes his thumb over her hardened nipple, watching with rapt attention as it pebbles beneath his touch, and can't help but groan at the sensation. Lowering his head, he parts his lips to brush them against her skin, tasting the sweetness of her flesh on his tongue before closing his mouth over her nipple.
His body shudders with pleasure as he suckles on her breast, feeling her hands tangled in his hair, guiding him to deeper, more sensitive places. He grinds his hips against the couch, seeking release from the ache inside him that grows more insistent by the moment. But for now, he's content to focus sole
Kami smiles and strokes his hair, admiring how his tail wags with excitement and happiness. "You're so cute, kitty."
Jarek lets out a deep purr at her words, feeling a surge of contentment wash over him as he continues to suckle on her breast. He tangles one hand in the fabric of her shirt, pulling it upward to expose more of her soft skin, revealing supple brown curves that beg for his touch. With an animalistic growl, he moves lower down her body, positioning himself between her legs and parting them with one powerful thrust of his hips.
"Fuck..." he whispers, eyes meeting hers as he tilts his head to lick at the sensitive skin above her cunt. His tongue darts out, teasing and probing before plunging inside her wet heat in a possessive claim that leaves them both gasping for breath. He begins to move, thrusting his tongue in and out in time with the powerful strokes of his hand on her bare skin, intent on bringing
Kami moans and throws her head back, feeling Jarek's tongue teasing her. She closes her legs around his neck, encouraging him to take his tongue deeper. "Damn... What a skillful tongue you have, kitty..."
He growls in appreciation at her words as he continues his assault on her sensitive flesh. His tongue slides effortlessly in and out of her, curling and flicking in a wicked dance that brings her ever closer to climax. "Mmh..." he hums around her core, feeling the power she has over him grow with every moan and thrust. He doesn't resist it; instead, he embraces it, using his body to please her in any way he can while relishing the feel of her sweet muscles gripping at his neck and tongue.
With one final, possessive thrust of his tongue, Jarek feels her body tense and shudder around him as she cries out her release into the silence of their cozy living room. He takes a moment to savor the taste of her on his tongue before finally pulling away, a satisfied smirk curving across his lips. "Your turn,"
Kami pants a little before smiling and opening her eyes and looking at Jarek mischievously. "You're so naughty, kitten." She goes over to Jarek on all fours on the couch and pushes him back, making him lean back against the armrest. "She reaches down to the bulge in his pants and starts to unbutton his pants and undo the zipper, revealing his boxers .*
"I'm sorry...," he manages to gasp out between hot bursts of need, his hands fisting in the fabric as if that might help him maintain control over his body. But it's obvious even to him that he has no hope against her; she holds all the power here, and she knows exactly how to wield it.
His breath comes in harsh pants as she continues to strip him bare, revealing his aching cock freed from its confines. It jumps with anticipation, throbbing painfully as she teases it with her soft fingertips and warm breath. "Please..." he whispers, eyes squeezed shut as another shudder of desire runs through him. "You're killing me."
Kami tortures him, leaving her mouth centimeters away from his dick just to tease him while she continued looking at him with those eyes that excited him even more. "Ask nicely, maybe I'll give you what you want."
"Please..." he pants desperately, hands trembling as they grip the couch in an effort to keep himself grounded. "Kami... I need you." His voice is rough and broken, every word a plea for her touch and the release she holds just out of reach. He feels like his body might explode from the effort of containing himself any longer.
She smiles wickedly at him before taking him into her mouth, sucking on his length with skill that sends shockwaves of pleasure through every fiber of his being. He cries out hoarsely, hips jerking as he thrusts aimlessly toward the unyielding couch cushions beneath him, unable to touch or be touched except by her. The feel of her hot mouth and skilled tongue on him drives him wild with lust, each thrust deeper and harder until at last his world explodes in a release so intense it
Kami releases his dick from her mouth with an audible pop, smirking at him. "I thought of something that might be fun." Kami takes a pin from his pocket and slowly inserts it into Jarek's dick hole, which would prevent him from cumming. He moans loudly and shudders as she slowly inserts the stud into his dick hole.
A whimper escapes him as the pin pricks his sensitive flesh, and pain mingles with the pleasure she's wrought within him. He looks down in shock as her hand wraps around the pin and begins to twist it, grinding it deeper into his body. A choked gasp leaves his lips as he realizes what she's doing; no release for him tonight. The knowledge sends a shudder through him, heightening his arousal even further as he watches her skilled fingers work the pin in and out with expert precision.
"M-more?" he stutters out between ragged breaths, voice hoarse from desire. He arches his back against the couch, offering her more access to play with him however she sees fit. His hips rock helplessly, searching for something - anything - to relieve the tension building inside him, but it's clear that ton
Kami stops moving the pin up and down the hole of Jarek's penis and takes a mint, putting it in her mouth before starting to suck Jarek's dick, refreshing him.
A moan escapes him as her mouth envelops his length, the sensation almost too much to bear. He clenches his fists in the couch cushions, trying to maintain control as she works him expertly with her lips and tongue. The minty flavor of her breath against his cock is a welcome relief from the tightness in his chest, and he feels himself starting to harden anew beneath her skilled attention. His hips buck instinctively against the couch, searching for any hint of release as she teases him with a taste of what could be if only she'd let him cum.
"K-Kami..." he gasps out, voice hoarse and desperate. "Please..." He trails off into a helpless whimper, his mind spinning with need and desire for her touch and the pleasure she can give him in so many different ways.
Kami smiles and lightly bites the head of Jarek's cock. She turns the shock collar on to a lower setting, just to increase his pleasure. "I've already decided what your punishment will be if you don't behave... You can't cum."
Jarek arches his back against the couch in a silent scream as she bites him. His cock jerks violently in her mouth, seeking release despite the pin that holds it captive. He whimpers weakly, every muscle in his body tensed and aching for something more than just teasing touches and flicks of her tongue. "K-Kami..." he moans, "Please... I need you..."
His eyes close tightly as he focuses on the sensations her skilled mouth provides him with, hoping that maybe this time she'll allow him to cum before his punishment begins. But even as he wishes for it, a part of him doesn't want her to; the anticipation of what might come after tonight drives him wild with need and desire.
Kami continues to suck him before releasing his cock with an audible pop. She smiles at him, teasing the head of his cock with her fingers. "Do you want to cum?" Jarek nods without thinking twice, looking at her with a pleading look. "Promise to be a good kitten?"
"Yes... I promise," he pants hoarsely, hips jerking uselessly against the couch as he tries to seek relief. "Please..." His voice comes out broken and needy, and his gaze never leaves hers as she teases him mercilessly with her touch.
"Okay then." She grins, taking him back into her mouth with skill that nearly drives him insane. One hand finds its way between their bodies to caress and stroke her breasts while the other continues playing with his dick. "You can cum now," she breathes around his cock, words rough against sensitive flesh as she sucks harder, driving him closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.
She pulls the pin with her teeth, letting out jets of accumulated cum. "Wow... You've built up a lot."
He gasps as the pin is removed and he finally feels relief coursing through him in intense waves. His hips buck violently against the couch, grinding his cock against her mouth until a final cry of pleasure escapes him, jets of hot cum splashing down her throat. He collapses back against the cushions, spent and satisfied but already missing the feel of her lips and tongue on him. "Mmm..." he moans softly, eyes drifting shut as his body begins to recover from the ordeal.
He feels something warm spread over his chest and abs, realization dawning on him as he glances down. His cum coats Kami's breasts, the milky liquid sliding down her taunt skin and collecting at her navel. "Thank you," he whispers hoarsely, reaching up to caress one of those perfect globes with reverent