go to the sink and rinse her plug while she did her business.
“You can crawl to the bed or be led to your cushion. This meeting is extremely important but we’re almost finished. There has been a change in plans for tomorrow, so I couldn’t get out of it and I didn’t want you to wake alone and frightened. I also wanted you to realize you can trust me and the others, but I know this is a huge leap of faith for you and way too soon, kiska.”
Again, there was a ring of truth in his voice and he took his time, not hurrying her or telling her the others were waiting. He didn’t seem to care that they waited for him. Once she was ready, on her hands and knees in front of him, Absinthe pressed the flat of his hand between her shoulder blades to push her down to her elbows, leaving her bottom high for him. He was careful, taking his time to prepare her for her tail before inserting it.
Scarlet’s breathing went ragged. She began trembling. It felt like a momentous decision. The gun was on the bed. If she went with him to the cushion, she would be kneeling stark naked as a pussycat, his plaything, in front of his friends. Would that be an invitation to join in?
Absinthe’s hand dropped to her head and began to stroke caresses down her hair and back, and then over the cheeks of her buttocks. “You are my beloved wife. My very cherished kiska. I do not ever share. I don’t let others touch or play. I take care of you always and I take pride in you. Do I like to display you because I find you beautiful, both as my wife and as my kiska? Yes, but it is not necessary. It will never be necessary. Do I want you to reach a point where you trust me that much? Yes, but again, I expect that will take time. This meeting is necessary and unexpected. You can curl up on the bed and go back to sleep. If you prefer, now that you know where I am, I can take them into the other room.”
Again, Absinthe didn’t hurry her, allowing her to think it over.
She took a breath and leapt off the proverbial cliff. She nudged the leash in his hand. His eyes went that strange opaque that could turn her inside out.
“Be certain, my beautiful little pussycat. Once there, I will expect you to remain on your cushion without fidgeting or interrupting the meeting. If you do, you will be expected to use your catnip or my cock. As it is, just thinking of you doing this for me, trusting me this soon, makes me so fucking hard, I don’t know if I can possibly concentrate on the details my brothers are giving to me.”
That made her sex contract and begin to pulse. At once she grew damp and needy. She almost wished she had the hot inflammatory oil that demon Preacher had devised coating the plug in her bottom and maybe painted on her lips and clit. She nodded her head and purred, rubbing her body against his leg, deliberately rubbing her cheek against the hard bulge between his legs.
He snapped on the leash. “You are the naughtiest kiska, and at the same time, the sexiest. I can barely resist you. I have to keep reminding myself you haven’t been trained properly.” He opened the door and led her out.
Scarlet concentrated on a sensuous feline crawl, letting her body do the work, keeping the image of a cat in her mind, the way it moved across the floor, enticing male cats to come close, showing off her attributes to Absinthe as best she could. Her breasts. Round, firm, high, hard nice-sized nipples he could clamp and have fun with. They swayed with every movement of her body. Her hips were generous, her cheeks rounded firm globes, smooth, and she knew he was particularly fond of that part of her anatomy. Even now, as he walked her to her cushion, he stroked her cheeks.
Her tail was beautiful. The fur was gorgeous. The gems, both diamonds and rubies, caught in the firelight and threw a blazing light on the walls. She hadn’t expected that, and as soon as it happened, she heard shifting in the chairs. Her heart accelerated and she faltered. What had she been thinking? She glanced toward the door leading to the