on low.”
He switched it on and instantly the plug began to vibrate, sending little waves of delight right through that fiery wall of nerves. Scarlet thought she might die of insanity as her body coiled tight, but there was no relief. She hissed and rocked her hips. The tail switched madly in the air, throwing streaks of fiery red all over the walls. Absinthe laughed and ruffled her hair.
“We haven’t even gotten started. Look at all these wonderful gifts.” He opened the long box. “This is from Storm. He calls it the stormy weather. He had Mechanic make a few of them because he’s crazy, but they’re very cool. It’s his design.”
He lifted it out of the box and Scarlet gasped when she saw the dildo. It seemed large and thick and colored like a dark storm with streaks of lightning. When Absinthe turned it on, white streaks burst across it and with each one the thing jolted hard right through the vibrations. Absinthe smiled at her as he coated it with oil.
“Storm, of course, was hoping I’d bring my little kiska to one of the parties, stuffed full of his stormy weather and her beautiful tail so he could watch her as she strutted around or sat on her cushion with her little pussy and ass all ready to be fucked. Unfortunately for him, I get that privilege tonight all by myself.” He pushed two fingers into her and then began to slide the toy into her. “It isn’t as large as I am, so you can take it. It will hook to your harness so you won’t have to work too hard this time to keep it in, although it will be good for you to work those muscles.”
As the stormy weather intruded, her sensitive folds giving way, he turned it on low and it countered the vibration of the tail. There must have been a shuffle program on the remotes because the next thing she knew, the vibrations began to vary. She wanted to cry out. She could barely purr and then she’d mewl or hiss, digging her claws into the carpet.
“Just one more thing and then we’ll take a walk through the house. We can’t leave your beautiful ruby chandeliers on for too long. Preacher is our chemist. He makes the various lubes, which, by the way, are edible, although if you try too soon it can burn your mouth. He sent you a very, very special catnip.” He opened another box slowly. “If we ever go to a party and you’re sitting on your cushion and need reassurance, you’ll have this. Open your mouth.”
Scarlet complied. Absinthe put a very realistic-looking cock in her mouth. “Suck.”
Her green eyes jumped to his face, but she did as he said. When she did, to her shock, the contents spilling into her mouth tasted exactly like his cock. Hot, musky, a hint of something she could never quite put her finger on, but she loved it. Absinthe pulled the cock away from her and put it carefully back in the box. “That is yours for special occasions.”
He picked up the leash and began to lead her out of the bedroom. Every move she made she was aware of the tail swishing high in the air, the plug vibrating deep between her cheeks and the vibrator creating waves that wouldn’t stop in her deepest core. She could barely breathe, but she’d never been so excited. She passed the long window and saw herself, her body oiled, tail high, breasts hanging down with the rubies swinging, the harness framing her body, white stockings covering her thighs, and she loved the way she looked.
Absinthe clearly loved the way she looked too. She could see his reflection, his cock so hard it looked delicious, making her mouth water. His hand casually pumped up and down as he walked her, watching her slink like the sensuous feline she was—a feline in heat. She lifted her hips over and over, seeking to entice him, and made little mewling noises. Frantic ones.
He stopped near the front door, shaking his head. “You are such a bad little kitty. I shouldn’t reward you, but you did give me such a gift. Is this what you want? Are you so thirsty for your milk?”
She purred over and over, trying to tell him she was desperate for his cock. At least she could get that. She wanted him so much. She crawled to him and knelt in front of him,