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A new Pet, for a Pet. ( freckled_beauty x Wolfy )

Nanet paused and turned to look at Chelsea. "What exactly DO you think about me?" She asked curiously. Her voice flat and lacking emotion. She was truly curious to know what her little pet thought about her. She wouldn't be surprised if she said she hated her. Nanet hated her own Master for a long time.
 
"I think your one of the most frustrating people I've ever had to deal with." she muttered, crossing her arms across her chest again and sending Nanet a glare but it was cut short with a yelp of pain from her tender and still quite full breasts.

"And what if I refuse to leave the room on Saturday?" she asked, giving her a weary look.
 
Nanet smiled darkly. "I'll drag you downstairs by your tail." She said and noticed her wincing as she touched her breast. "Come on." She said grabbing her wrist and leading her to the basement so that she could be milked. Nanet locked the door behind them and turned on the lights once they reached the bottom.
 
Chelsea grumbled as she was brought down into the dark room, lights flicking on as they went. She was lead into the basement and sat onto a chair, her head and arms fitted into a steel stock type device holding her still. Immediately she pulled at the restraints, worried at what was going on.

(not sure if you want this done manually or if you'd like some sort of machine handy :p )
 
Nanet made sure Chelsea was secure and turned away to wash her hands and get a bowl. She looked up at her pet and smiled kissing her cheek. "Don't look so frightened my pet." She smiled and pulled down her shirt allowing her breast to tumble out. She leaned over sucking each nipple and bit them gently knowing how sensitive she was. Nanet then moved to her right breast her hands touching the perfect globe and smiled. She slowly began to pull and twist and manipulate her breast so that it would produce the milk that was causing her pet so much discomfort.
 
Chelsea's body lit up as Nanet nipped on her and began pulling and grope her lovely round orbs, immediately letting out a low meow of pleasure as her mind started fogging over again. "meeeeowwww...." she moaned again immediately forgetting all her frustrations and grievances as a creamy sweet milk started spurting out and into the bowl, back arching as the feline's hands groped her breasts. Slowly, but surely her breasts shrank a bit from their per-milked state, still far larger than her small bosom had been before she came out of the tube, but lacking the uncomfortable pressure that came with them.

Chelsea felt relief and desire rush over her as the milking went on, her other breast receiving the same treatment, but unlike Nanet's experiences with being in heat, Chelsea felt neither aggression or territorial, just an overpowering yearning, and a clouding of her head, a deep, primal need to please linked to her Mistress.

Soon after the milking Chelsea's body felt light, and fuzzy. Her core still yearned, but her mind was focused on the girl touching her, She let out a soft, careful meow, eyes sparkling bright and curious, her tail curling around her own waist.
 
Nanet turned away from Chelsea after the milking was done and let her out of her bindings. She smiled at her brilliant blue eyes and glad she was feeling better and not in as much pain as she had been.
"How do you feel?" She asked scratching her ears.
 
Chelsea felt her blush deepen, even as she couldn't help but tilt her head and lean into Nanet's touch, purring softly while trying to find words. She didn't like it. She didn't like any part of it, she was humiliated. But no, her body yearned for it, her mind was relaxed and at ease when Nanet touched her like this - like nothing else in the world mattered.

"Merrrrrow..... Better..." she muttered, blushing wildly.
 
Nanet smiled watching her pet turn towards her. She nodded "Good" Nanet took a step back and watched her pet. She thought for a moment and watched her. "What is it you want?" She asked curiously. She was able to tell she was in heat.
 
"N-nothing!" she muttered, blushing wildly and shaking her head, breaking her momentary daze and trying to force down her rising urges. She turned away and bit her lip, heels clicking as she walked towards the stairs, her tail thrashing around wildly and ears lowered in frustration.
 
Nanet frowned grabbing her face forcing Chelsea to look at her. "Don't lie to me my pet!" She said and kissed her "Now tell Mistress what it is you want." She sighed softly into her ear licking her cheek.
 
"Meeerrrow." she whimpered her eyes flashing bright, and she knew Nanet could pick up on the scent she was giving off. A soft purring rose, louder and louder it became as Chelsea sat stunned by Nanet's authority over her. She tried to breath, to clear her head, but as soon as she gasped for breath she found her lungs restricted by the tight corset, limiting her breathing to short, measured gasps.

A door opened, Nanet's master standing in the light as he looked at the two of them, a slow smile spreading across his face as he realized what was happening. He took a long, slow look at the two girls, before speaking. "My, my, looks like I'll have two of the most tempting servers at the dinner." he mused, a slow grin spreading across his face.
 
Nanet smiled at her Master and nodded. "Yes you will master, as long Chelsea listens to mistress."She said licking Chelsea's cheek. "Right kitty?"
She asked stroking her hair pulling her close.

She then pushed Chelsea into a wall and slowly began to kiss introducing her tongue to her.
 
Chelsea froze, eyes wide and helpless as she took Nanet's tongue and eagerly sucked on it, her ears and tail relaxing as every bit of resistance slipped from her body. And why shouldn't it? Her mistress was Superior to her and it was only right that the young feline should submit to her. "Y-yes Mistress Nanet." she said meekly as the kiss broke, between the milking and that kiss, her panties had grown quite wet for the girl.

He grinned wide looking at the two girls. The man couldn't ask for a better result from his work. Gently he pulled his pet away from her prey, who looked completely dazed, and took her over to the side. "You're going to be ready to show off your new pet to the guests after dinner? I'm counting on you to put on an entertaining little show for those invited." He spoke softly and soothingly, stroking the back of Nanet's head and neck before running a finger along her ears. "And I won't be pleased if she should act up." his voice carried a note of warning and foreboding at the end, looking right into the girl's eyes. He wanted to make it clear that anything Chelsea did was her responsibility.
 
Nanet whined just the slightest as she was pulled away from her pet. She turned to look up at her own master. She noted the change in his tone. "Yes master I understand." She confirmed and gave him a smile. She was truly nervous as to how Chelsea would behave. She knew her master was harsh with punishment and would not hesitate to do so if she acted out.
"What kind of show master?" She asked curiously.

She looked past him to Chelsea who was still leaned against the wall.
 
His grin grew more playful, a little light in his eye as he looked over to Chelsea and back to Nanet. "Your going to show how well behaved of a pet Chelsea is. I think you've noticed she's much more willing when she's eager, you're going to show just how receptive she is to your commands and show my clients how eager Chelsea is in heat. I trust you have no problem pleasing your pet in front of guests?" he asked, even though it wasn't a real question.

Chelsea was panting softly her head slowly starting to clear again as her horneyness started to succeed. She blinked and shook her head slightly and let out a soft moan, a little dazed about what had just happened with her body.
 
Nanet nodded "Yes Master." She said scratching her and it flattened against her head. She knew that Chelsea was still a bit rebellious, and this made her very nervous but she would be sure to do her best to please her master.

"No I'll do everything you ask of me." She said and shifted her weight from foot to foot.
 
Chelsea stood up, stumbling forwards and shaking her head hard. Ugh.
She looked down at herself, catching a slight wiff of her own scent left over from before and blushed.
what in the world had cone over her? She blushed deeply as the man eyed her in the sexy little
uniform and felt her ears heat up under the fur befor she practically lept behind Nanet, glancing nervously at the kittens own Master. When did he get in? Chelsea was so confused.

Good girl." he cooed, reaching around to give her ass a firm squeeze. "I'll leave you to get to work then." he smirked as he reached the door. "Oh, I forgot to mention, the two of you are to put on an entertaining little show for our guests after dinner. I do hope she doesn't get cold feet about public performances. "
 
Nanet nodded as her master left. "As do I." She whispered more to herself. She reached around touching Chelsea's ear.
"Do you feel better?" She asked stroking her ear for a few minutes before she went to clean up.

After cleaning she lead her back to the kitchen and fixed them dinner and then the two went back to her room and ate.
 
Chelsea had already forgotten all about the idea of preforming in front of guests, to preoccupied with this strange feeling a mix of on edge and relaxed.
Slowly she was beginning to realize that when she was in heat, she seemed to have little control over herself or her actions -- she'd always been kinda easy to work up, but she'd never felt anything like the type of.... need, she'd experienced while in heat. It was scarey, and different and a little bit wonderful.

She let out a sigh as she cleaned herself up and changing her panties, the mere scent of her on them causing goosebumps to ripple across her skin, as she tossed them into a clothing hamper, she gazed at herself in the mirror, slowly running a finger along her new ears, and watching them wiggle and twitch in response. "Merrro...." she whispered, taking an opportunity to really examine herself for the first time. Ears, long tail, her newly enhanced breasts -- a weight she was still getting used to, although post milking they seemed to have shrank a little and felt significantly lighter on her chest. She pouted at her reflection. Damn, she was cute. Really, really cute, especially done up in a corset and maid uniform. No wonder Nanet was so pleased when she came out. Her face went deep red as she continued to examine her reflection, only barely noticing Nanet's return.
 
Nanet watched Chelsea and smiled at the kitten. Her kitten.
"Come." She said looking up at her and she made herself comfortable on the bed. Her master had been so kind to order sushi for his two kittens. She separated her chopsticks and began to eat.

"Now kitty. You haven't eaten in days." She said holding the chopsticks to her.
 
.Chelsea's ears perked up and twitched rapidly at the sight of the meal, her mouth starting to water immediately as she licked her lips -- with everything that had gone on, she'd barely paid any attention to hunger, but now it roared to the forefront of her thoughts as her stomach growled in agreement.

"Mmmmm..... it smells delicious. " she mumbled taking the chopsticks and clumsily trying to pick up the food, dropping it several times before shed managed to pop it in her mouth, a smile spreading across her face as she swallowed and reached for another piece.
 
Nanet watched her pet struggle for several minutes before she began to feed her. After they ate they went to sleep wrapped in each others arms.

*the night of the dinner*
For the past few days Nanet had completely ignored Chelsea's sexual urges and advances. It was the night and she had only ignored her so that she would put on a good show.

Both girls were dressed similarly. Nanet placed the final touches on the dessert and glanced over at Chelsea. "Come." She said and averted her eyes back to the dessert. "After we must preform." She said to her. She knew her kitty was annoyed and upset with her master for denying to please or be pleasured.
 
Chelsea whimpered tugging lightly at her maid outfit, a sight far skimper than the one she'd dawned before, her entire midsection exposed, top tightly hugfing her breasts. a petticoat fluffed out what barely passed as a skirt. Indeed the most covered part of her body was her legs, graced only by sheer black thigh-highs. Mouthwatering was an understatement for what the poor undersexed kitten looked like.


Chelsea frowned again. Preform. She still didn't understand exactly what anyone ment by that.

As the two girls took the plates of food out, Chelsea felt like a lamb being eyed by a pack of wolves, and more than once she felta tugging at her tail, fingertips running along her back or legs. Once she'd even had to fight the urge to scream as a slightly intoxicated man pulled her into his lap for a moment before releasing her with a swat on the ass to send her on her way. Whenever she got a chance in the kitchen or away from prying ears she'd let out a frustrated hiss, as she continued try and ignore her throbbing lower lips.
 
Nanet walked over to Chelsea when she returned to the kitchen. She pulled her close her fingers touching the soft fur of her ears.

"You've done so well tonight kitty. I'm shocked you haven't snapped." She whispered kissing her cheek trailing down her jawbone and on to her neck. "Are you ready to preform?"She asked kissing her lips gently her hand giving her ass a firm squeeze. She then pulled away knowing that was enough to get her worked up. She turned away from her chewed her lip stripping on her clothes. She then turned to her pet and undressed her as well.

Her ears perked hearing the soft jingle of a bell. "Come on it's time." She said taking Chelsea's hand in hers and led her to the main living room. The guest stood in a semi circle around the living room leaving a large open space for the girls.
 
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