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Kitty Kat... (SalesGirlAnna x passionate ink)

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Jun 14, 2011
Annabelle Morris got home after a long hard week at work. She was Vice President of Sales for a large corporation. She had been working hard the pass few days and was looking forward to the next few days off.

She was wearing a blue blazer, a matching skirt that goes a bit past her knees, a blue blouse, white stockings, 2" black Mary Jane pumps, pearl necklace and earrings. She had her long red hair, that reached to the top of her ass in a French braid. She was 5' 5" 110 lbs. 34b.

She was about to take her shoes off when the phone rang. She picked it up, "Hello?"

"Annabelle... It's time for the kitty to be let out..." said a male voice on the other end.

"Yes, sir..." said Annabelle, as she hung up the phone.

She went into the kitchen. Inside one cabinet were two large plastic dishes, items she didn't usually notice. Each was red, with large letters on the side reading BELLE. She filled one with water and then placed both near the refrigerator.

Still in a trance, Annabelle walked into her bedroom. On the top shelf of the closet was a plain red box. She placed it on the bed, then removed all of her clothes. From the box she removed a white camisole, white bikini cut panties, a pair of white stockings, a garter belt with attached furry tail, a pair of fake cat ears and a red collar with a bell. The ears and tail perfectly matched Annabelle's hair. Annabelle's clothes went into the box, which was then put back on the shelf.

Then she put on the camisole, panties, garter belt, stockings, the cat ears and the collar. Then she walked into the living room and laid down on the couch and closed her eyes.
 
Troy Angier - hypnotist, illusionist, sleazebag - hung up the phone and smiled one of his sparky-white smiles. ‘Time for some pussy’ he told himself but frowned that very moment. Such tasteless puns were far beneath him. Laughing he left his apartment.

Angier first had met Annabelle two weeks ago in one of his shows. One of his sold out shows, of course, they always were. Even in times of internet and whatnot the man knew how to mesmerize people. A healthy mixture of humor, the mysterious and of course a good portion of erotic paid his bills. Very well, in fact!
Annabell was a little bit like Troy’s shows: beautiful, successful, erotic and even a little mysterious, but unfortunately not the humorous type of person. Too serious for the hypnotists taste and too skeptic…
When he had called her on the stage she had been certain that he wouldn’t be able to hypnotize her. He was! He always was…
The people laughed as the proper businesswoman walked and talked like John Wayne, sang like Justin Bieber and recited Aristotle. Annabell still doubted the art of hypnosis, made fun of Troy and Troy let her behave like a cat as punishment. The audience died of laughter and after Annabelle found herself crawling on the floor, rubbing against Troy’s legs she left the show in embarrassment.
Neither she nor the audience realized that the hypnosis never had been broken…

Troy had decided to take advantage of her, to humiliate her and make her his pet. And all this without her suspecting a thing.
As Troy entered Annabelle’s house, using his spare key, he took a look in the mirror. Tall, slender, youthful but distinctive face, hair as black as the night and piercing eyes of a bright grey. He smoothed down his flamboyant, yet modern suit. ‘You handsome devil’ he though ‘What a pity that poor Annabell won’t remember you’.
“Where’s my calling little kitty?” he laughed.

Troy found Annabell on the couch in the living room, her eyes closed. With a wide smile on his face he got on his knees. Without touching his hands ran along the shape of her body. From her firm ass cheeks over her beautiful legs to her small feet and back again. Tenderly he bit in Annabell’s left thigh right where the stocking ended and the skin began.
“Guess who’s back home, kitty?”
 
Belle woke up and saw the face of her man she smiled and climbed down off the couch and Rubbed up against him. She loved her man so much and she knew that he loved her... "Merow..." she said.
 
A wicked expression found its way on Troy’s distinctive face as the woman slid from the couch on the floor and started crawling around his legs. He could feel the warmth of her gorgeous body through the fabric of his pants and it gave him goosebumps.
“Look who’s glad to have me back,” the man laughed. His voice had taken the tone of proud cat owners talking to their favorite pets. Going down on his knees the hypnotist started to caress Annabell. His fingers ran over her spine, slowly, provokingly. Farther and farther they went, passing the garter belt with the tail. When his hand reached her ass cheeks he stopped. Not so fast! He had time, lots of time.
Troy’s fingers made their way back with a little more pressure this time. Along her spine, between her shoulder blades they danced and along her neck…
Eventually he reached her terrific, fragrant, red hair. He loved her hair. With relish the man ran his fingers through her hair. “You like that, kitty? Oh, I bet you do! Why don’t you give me a little kiss?”
 
Belle smiled as her man petted her. She loved to be petted especially by her man. He seemed to know how to treat a cat like her. When he asked for a kiss she moved up to his face and started to lightly lick his cheek.
 
"You're such a sweet little kitten" Troy laughed as the woman's tongue brushed against his face. She looked so adorable, so innocent.
"Such a sweet little kitten," the man replied stroking Annabell's hair between her cat ears. "But daddy needs a little more, today."
With soft power Troy pulled Annabell's head towards his. His lips found hers and his tongue invaded her mouth as he passionately kissed her.
His cock began to ache in the thightness of his pants.
 
Belle loved it when her man rubbed her between her ears. Belle happily returned her man's kisses. She loved her man so much. She knew she was a special Kitty one that could satisfy all of her mans needs.
 
Troy hated to break the kiss but every part of that gorgeous woman's body deserved to be kissed. His lips made their way down her neck to her shoulder. His hands, no longer caressing but demandingly groping, had found their way to Annabell's breasts feeling them through the fabric of the camisole.
"I don't think we need this anymore!" With that words Troy almost ripped the piece of cloth from the woman's body. He would have to buy a new one, but when it came to unpacking his "present" he was like an impatient child. Besides, there was more than enough lace left to adorn her body.
Grinning, the hypnotist twirled his pet's nipples.
Covering Annabell's neck and shoulders with kisses he began grinding against her.
 
Belle was a little shocked when her man pulled off her camisole off of her. She started to purr as he kissed her and grind his body against hers. She loved her man so much...
 
"Kitty likes that?" Troy smiled as the woman began to purr like the cat she thought she was. "Let's see if we can make you purr even more."
Followed by his massaging hands Troy's lips and tongue followed the line of Annabell's spine down. Pushing aside her fake tail the man yanked down her panties. Troy’s strong hands spread the woman’s firm butt cheeks. His tongue circled around her pink, little asshole before it continued its way to her pussy where it remained a while before it ran down her thighs.
 
Belle moaned as her man licked her ass, pussy and thighs. Her whole body shuttered... She knew that she was the luckiest kitty in the world.
 
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