In heat

[Darkcrown]

Victor was having a restful and peaceful day. He yawned, sitting in his lawn chair taking as much space up as possible, practically dominating the little seat. He was laying down, back arched and enjoying the day in his backyard. He had simply been passing the time sipping on cold milk, a cats favorite. He noticed something going on in the yard next to him.

Noticed wasn't really the right word. At first he smelled it, an alluring aroma. It had him a little vexed at first until he had noticed that sent. Someone was in heat. It couldn't be that girl in the yard next over could it. He began shaking the thought from his head. Seira, in heat. Delicious. Just thinking about it had him interested, but he wasn't going to get to interested, he thought.

He had simply ignored it at first. However, it was only moments later that he began hearing the noises. Was it a scratching noise that he heard? A moan? At first he didn't move from his seat, uninterested, but eventually a desire within him grew too strong and he went over to see what it was.

 

[Myn]

Victor x Seira

Seira mewled weakly a bit of sweat trickling down the side of her face, as she slipped her hand and rubbled gently against the lacy fabric between her long smooth legs which were bent in the shape of a diamond. Sitting behind a row of bushes, her mistress's father would kill her if she was found frolicking in his garden patch, but it was the only place Seira could get some privacy without having to worry about being discovered by Anna, her 13 year old mistress.

Seira had been purchased a few years ago to act as a caretaker for her young mistress, to act as both a mother and a sister to the young girl who'd lost her real mother to a tragedy a few months prior to Seira's arrival. She loved her mistress more than anything else, and had it been something else that was bothering her she would have asked for help. But what was she supposed to tell Anna? That her body always felt warm and fuzzy and that there was a constant ache in her stomach?.... saying something like that would only worry Anna, and Seira wasn't too fond of going to the vet either. That said she could exactly ask the man of the house for help as he was seldom home, and Seira for some reason felt embarassed asking a complete stranger about her condition.

Rubbing herself a bit harder, she let out a long low purr, rolling her head against her shoulder in painful ecstasy. Her fingers felt so strange and good when she rubbed herself but it wasn't quite enough. She needed more, she wanted.....

Her ears perked up as she suddenly sensed an intruder in her yard. Anna was taking her afternoon nap, so it couldn't possibly be her. Which meant that an uninvited guest had snuck into their property, perhaps to rob them? Sniffling angrily, before running her hands through her long golden hair, she quickly tried to make herself look as presentable as possible before poking her head out from behind a bush. Her curious jade eyes scanning the area for anything out of the ordinary.

 

[Darkcrown]

As he looked down the girl, from over the edge of the fence, Victor couldn't help but let a small smile paint itself on his face. She had it really bad as she hasn't noticed he was watching, his vision mostly blocked by the bushes. However her could hear her purr, and it was music to his ears. He was a little disappointed when her heard his melody stop.

After picking herself up, Siera quickly still looked a little disorganized; but in a very cute and almost childish way. He had wondered for a bit why she hadn't taken care of her condition in a private room in her home, then he had remembered that she wasn't alone at her residence. Victor however, owned his home alone. As Siera's unique green eyes came in contact with her own plain chocolate colored eyes, Victor let out a friendly smile.

"Hello Siera" he said, relaxed and leaning against the fence between them. "I thought that there was someone shady hiding in the bushes but it turned out to be you." He said, not breaking eye contact with the girl. He had wondered if the young girl was even fully aware with what was going on with her body. He sure was, the scent was intoxicating now. "You look a little...warm. You look like you need a place to rest. Are you feeling ok? Aren't the bushes a weird place for a girl like you to be playing?"

 

[Myn]

Her entire body tensed the moment she noticed a familiar face peeking over the fence, a slight blush of embarrassment quickly flushing over her cheeks as she subconsciously made an attempt to cover up, her soft delicate hand hovering off the fabric of her skirt while the other was bridged over her breast protectively. She knew who the other feline was, Vicky, Vicar or something along those lines. Having never really taken an interest in anyone besides her immediate family before, she only knew of Victor as the guy who lived next door, and until today had had no intentions of getting to know the guy…. Especially since her Mistress’s father had specifically told her to stay away from others like her, cat ears and all… especially males.

Normally she’d have obeyed such rules without right down to the last letter, but there was something about those warm chocolate brown eyes that sent a warm shiver down her spine, and for a second she was tempted to waltz right over to the fence and rub herself against the large feline. Fortunately she managed to hold herself back and she simply stood there looking a bit dumb. “Uh.. hello?” she responded meekly, her eyes wandering around the deserted yard to make sure that no one was watching.

“I’m fine, was just pruning the bushes a bit” she lied, rubbing her thighs together as subtly as she could as she felt a bit of moisture trickling down her thighs. “Though I’m finished now, so I guess I’ll take your advice and go lie down….” She stated carefully, watching Victor skeptically, wondering if he’d buy her poorly acted lie. Seira didn’t know it yet, but that wasn’t the only thing keeping her back. Torn between the urge to move closer to the strong masculine scent of a male, and the orders of her owners, all she could do was stand still and hope that Victor would be the one to make the first move.

 

[Darkcrown]

"Well aren't you a good girl" Victor said not buying it at all. "Pruning the bushes, that's very nice of you" Victor looked up the poor girl, who was clearly embarrassed by her situation. As she stood their protective of herself, he knew that ordinarily her master would have ordered her to stay away from him. To not communicate with a male like himself. But she hadn't moved, she hadn't pulled away. He thought that she might be torn between her duties as a house cat, and her body's desires. This enticed him.

"Are you ok?" he asked "You don't look so good. You should lay down" he said with an out stretched hand, to help her over the fence. "But come to get something to eat first then sleep at my house. You don't want to be a burden to your master do you?"

He could see her mentally debate it, before accepting his invitation. As he pulled her over, he took a moment to press the young girl as close to him as possible. Her little body felt so soft and warm. He couldn't help but inhaled the deeply, letting her pheromones engulf him.

They walked through his yard, his hands still holding her's, and walked inside his house. He placed her on his couch, letting her sit down next to him. "Do you want some water, maybe some milk?" he said putting one hand on her thigh. "Tell me how you feel. Maybe if will make you feel better"

 

[Myn]

Upon being called a good girl her slim golden tail swished from one side to the other, the blush on her cheeks spreading just a little bit more, she wasn’t able to contain herself and was forced to turn the corners of her lips upwards just abit. “I could-“ she started, but quickly shut herself questioning what she’d just been about to offer. Part of her had been so overjoyed by such simple words that she’d been about to offer herself up to slave away in some strangers garden…. What was worse was the fact she didn’t know a single thing about gardening…. Well she knew weeds were bad…. But so did most kids.

Swaying over slowly to Victor, she didn’t even realize what she was doing until she felt the strong powerful hands of the other feline easily wrap around her small hands. Her green eyes widening in shock as she tried to pull away, it was already too late, her body pulled over the fence. She let out a cute little yelp before collapsing against Victor’s chest. The tingly sensation flowing through her body suddenly bursting with activity. “I don’t think-“ she started, once again shutting herself up as she realized how good it felt being held by someone else. Without noticing what she was doing, she rubbed her soft cheek against Victor chest, nuzzling her nose gently and enjoying the feeling of safety and belonging she’d only felt once long ago as a kitten. She was completely oblivious to Victors action, absorbed in her own little pleasure.

Being led quietly through the garden she’d only ever seen from a distance, she wrapped her arms around Victors, hugging on to his arm nervously and pressing Victor’s arm between her small mounds, she was naturally curious as to what it looked inside Victors house, but at the same time there was a strange foreboding feeling about it. Almost as if it were warning her that if she entered through that door, there’d be no going back. Though she’d come this far…. She wasn’t sure she could make her way over the fence by herself, and walking on the streets without supervision had been something her mistress had strictly forbidden her from.

Entering the house, she quietly took a seat beside Victor, eyeing his suspiciously, she couldn’t exactly work out why she wasn’t allowed to be near him, but surely her owners had some sort of reason, and it didn’t hurt to be cautious.

As if on cue she felt Victor rest his hand way too close to her privates, her eyes widening in shock as she rudely pushed Victors hands away, edging away instinctively, before realizing how rude her actions must have seemed. Looking up at Victor with more than a bit of panic, she quickly apologized, clasping Victors hand with both of hers and pulling it back infront of her, mere inches from her pounding heart. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…”

…. She didn’t mean what? Confused she quickly shook the thought away “Could I have some of your milk please?” she asked innocently, peering nervously up at Victor.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor smiled, amused with her cute behavior. Something about her made him want to tease her vigorously. There was something about watching this girl squirm that was enticing and adorable. "You didn't mean..." he said letting the moment linger. "Don't worry about it. I am to being too causal with you." he said. He got up, and walked to the kitchen, his tail wagging.

"You are a pretty girl" he said from the kitchen. As he poured her a tall glass of milk. "Forgive me if I can't help myself around a girl like you." He arrived a moment later, with a glass of cold milk, sitting on the same couch but now sitting as far away from her as possible. "You look a little sick, like you have a fever" he said letting his hand stretch out to touch her forehead but slowly pulled it back seconds before touching her. "Is your master working you too hard?" He said, concerned.

 

[Myn]

Seira quietly watched Victor move away from her, her hands grasping at the air briefly before helplessly falling to the ground. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she could help but feel a bit upset as Victor moved away. A small frown marking her facial features as she watched the larger feline pour a glass of milk. Her tongue poking out and licking her dried lips, at first she thought she was looking forward to a nice cool drink, but when she came around she noticed her eyes had been fixated on the swish of Victors tail. Her face going deep red when she imagined tangling her own lush tail around his.

It was inappropriate, she barely knew the guy for one. And he probably wouldn’t be interested anyway….”Wha?!?” she squeaked, her hands shooting up to cover her mouth when she was called pretty. Her mistress called her pretty all the time, but there was a significant difference between being called a ‘pretty kitty’ by a young girl, and ‘pretty’ by a male stranger. “T-thank you… you’re pretty handsome….” She tipped her head lower towards her knee’s too embarrassed to continue.

She didn’t quite know what Victor meant by ‘help himself’ but she figured it couldn’t be anything bad. Victor had been nothing but considerate so far, and it’d seem rude to make a fuss over whatever it was he was saying.

Fidgeting as Victor returned, she was shocked when Victor sat on the other side of the couch, her lip quivering a bit before turning into a unhappy pout. A hurt look in her eyes as she glanced over ruefully at Victor. She was wondering if she should excuse herself and go home when she felt Victors hand reach out and send a set her forehead ablaze with his hand. Moaning quietly, and tipping her head down submissively to rub her ears against those firm hands, she nudged Victors hand affectionately with her head. Enjoying the feeling for all it was worth.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor couldn't help but fell bad about the hurt look in her eyes, she had after he had returned and sat down. He felt much better after a while, now that she seemed to enjoy him rubbing her head. This girl was enticing to him, he loved her voice. She seemed to respond happily to his touch, and he couldn't help but to touch her more. He first started with one hand, lightly scratching her ears.

"You have such cute ears. So soft" he said; then with both hands, he began playing with her hair. "And such nice blonde hair. Very unlike mine, mine is too long and white. It makes me look old" He sat closer to her now, gently running his fingers through her hair. A few moments later his fingers became a little rougher with her hair, pulling her hair apart, downwards. There was a moment of silence between them as her pulled her head towards him, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Can I keep touching?" He asked his tail creeping up to her's, "you can touch mine if you want."

 

[Myn]

Purring softly in approval as Victor responded to her nuzzling with a scratch behind her ears, she didn’t know what had come over her, but knew that she was thoroughly enjoying the touch of the other feline. Her eyes narrowing with pleasure each time he scratched that sensitive spot, it was almost too much to bare, and before her body was leaning against his, their shoulders touching to give her the sensational tingling feeling she so desired. It felt good, really good, but for some reason it wasn’t enough.

If she hadn’t been in heat she would have never allowed anyone to touch her in the way Victor was touching her, her hair was just as important as her long flowing hair, having spent the first few hours of each day grooming herself there couldn’t have been a better compliment Victor could have offered. Her green eyes peeking up at Victors like a child who had just been praised for doing really well.

“Thank you so much” she purred, feeling too good to be embarrassed, she blissful state was slightly disturbed by Victors comment about himself. “I actually like it though, it looks nice on you, as pure and white as a flake of snow….” She lifted her hand and was about to reach out, but quickly reconsidered, placing her hand back on her lap as she wasn’t sure how Victor would react.

Suddenly feeling Victor get a bit rougher she let out a slight gasp, her eyes wincing a bit as she looked at Victor sternly, strangely enough though, she was torn between the urge to slap him, and the urge to ask him to be rougher with her. She hesitated when asked if he could keep touching, but noded happily when Victor offered her the chance to reciprocate the touching.

Turning her body and leaning in towards Victor, she looked up at the white haired man with curiosity, her face inches away from his, she could literally feel Victors breath mingling with her as she slowly, carefully, grabbed a lock of hair, slightly surprised by how nice and silky it felt. It was nothing compared to hers, but to Seira it smelt so much better. Stroking her fingers through his hair, she was in a trance like state as she continued to travel her fingers softly against Victors neck and down along his shoulder, her other hand pressed against Victors chest to support herself, had anyone been looking it probably looked like Seira and Victor were lovers which were about to kiss at any moment.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor was really beginning to like this girl. She was so nice, so polite, maybe a little introverted but very well disciplined. It made his month water a little. She was so nice, that it made her wonder if she had a naughty side to her too. She clearly wasn't though, a girl like her wasn't loose or anything. This was clearly the kind of women that you couldn't help but respect. It almost made him feel bad to do all the things he planed on doing to her, almost.

However he didn't really think of that, as she touched him too. He liked that she was forward-ish with him. He liked the feeling of her small hands through his hair, how it trailed down his neck and shoulders. He liked how it felt to have her hand pressed against his chest. Her face was a few inches from his, her soft looking lips were simply too close to his. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought that they were lovers, and he liked that feeling.

On a normal occasions, this would have been incredibly hard to resist. To not do what he did in a situation like this, with a girl like this. It would have taken an incredible about of will lower to resist. However, this wasn't a normal occasion. This girl was in heat and he was throughly mesmerized.

" I...have to kiss you... now" he whispered. He lingered for a moment, pressing his forehead against her. While that statement couldn't have been interpreted as a question, truly wasn't. He couldn't help it, even if he wanted to. She wasn't that type of girl, but he couldn't hold back. He wouldn't hold back, as he pulled her in gently and kissed her.

 

[Myn]

It was a strange feeling sitting inside the house of someone who was basically a complete stranger. A bit intimidating seeing as she didn’t know Victor too well, and the fact that she was completely trapped, no one would ever know what happened if she were to go missing, but she quickly swept those thoughts away, convincing herself that a kind man like Victor would never do her any harm.

Her breathing slowly picked up as she continued to play with Victor’s hair, the scent of her heat intensifying as he subconsciously began getting aroused at their close proximity, she didn’t even stop to think how she looked or what she was doing until Victor spoke up and told her he had to kiss her. Her tail sticking up in the air like a rod which had just been zapped by lightning, Her display of distress only lasted a moment, before she nodded her head shyly. Her face lowered a bit to hide the blush on her cheeks, it was just a kiss. Nothing special.

Her mistress and father kissed on a daily basis and when Seira had asked about it, they’d told her it was just a sign of affection, and that she didn’t need to think much about it. She didn’t know Victor that well to determine whether she could be affectionate with him, but he’d been really nice so far, and Seira didn’t mind the idea of being friends with him either. Closing her eyes slowly and waiting for the brush of Victors lips against her cheek, she waited for a second, her ear flicking when she felt Victor moving closer from the front, she figured he planned to kiss her on the forehead, like when her mistress was about to go to sleep.

How wrong she was.
The moment Victors lips touched hers, her eyes snapped open, a lustful moan forcing it’s way up her throat as she felt electricity zap through her body. It felt so good, but also so wrong. That wasn’t a kiss! A kiss was something more warm and family-like. That felt way too good even for the warm bonds of family. Shoving Victors chest away with as much force as she could muster, Victor hardly budged an inch, and instead Seira was the one who fell off the couch, bumping into the table and tipping the glass of milk over herself. A quiet leak cry of surprise and discomfort when the liquid splashed over her cheek and neck, before dribbling down and soaking her upper torso.

“Wha-what was that for?” she asked still terrified over the event. “I-I though you said a kiss… that wasn’t… it felt too good to…. What did you do!?” she demanded still in shock, a droplet of milk dripping off her chin and hitting the floor beneath her.

 

[Darkcrown]

Impressed and worried about her reaction, Victor was immensely surprised by this young girl. This had surprised him, and had momentarily removed the hold Siera's pheromones had on him. Should he get another shirt for her to wear, a towel for her to dry off with, he needed to remove the mile that dripped down her face.

As the milk drenched her, he was a little emotionally torn. On one hand, he wanted to help this girl, as twisted as that sound. On the other hand, he was certainly not going to let her out of his house. He had thought about getting her another shirt to replace the one she had gotten wet, or maybe just get her out of her's.

"I am so sorry" he said. He was aware that his kiss had freaked her out, and for a moment he was thinking clearly. "I am so sorry" he said again his OCD kicking in. Though he was thinking a little more clearly now, he was still in a state of panic, as he didn't even bother to leave to go get a towel. Instead, he took off his shirt and using it to clean up the mess on the floor and table. After that, he began wiping the young girl. "Sorry" he said as he began attempting to wipe off this girls upper torso. It wasn't very effective and then noticed the drops of milk running down the sides of her face.

Suddenly, her pheromones began kicking in again, hypnotizing him.he stopped wiping for a second and watched a single drop of milk run down Siera cheek. His eyes followed the drop, until it stayed in place. His eyes focused on her jade colors eyes before apologizing in advance. He leaned forwards, letting his lips touch her neck before letting his tongue lick her, from her neck to her cheek. Milk had never tasted so good before. "Sorry" he apologized again. " Are you ok?"

 

[Myn]

She eyed Victor warily as he apologized, looking him over carefully to see if he was trying to trick her or anything. She honestly hadn’t minded the kiss despite the way she’d acted. Normally the mere thought of having someone else lips touch hers would have made her sick, but she found she didn’t mind too much if the partner in question was Victor. Had she not been in heat, she’d have quickly realized how strange it was for her to be so accepting of a stranger, but unfortunately for her, she couldn’t think that deep into the matter.

“It’s okay…. I was just a bit surprised is all” she mumbled glancing at the door nervously and gauging how hard it would be for her to make an escape if Victor tried to do anything like that again. In the brief seconds she’d turned her eyes away, Victor had removed his shirt and the feeling of a body warm shirt pressing up against her was enough to send shivers down her spine.

“Ah, I’m fine. I-I can clean” she gasped trying to squirm away from Victor as she felt a warm fuzzy feeling begin to spread through her again. Her eyes suddenly glued to Victors exposed chest, she stared at it lustfully for a few more moments, letting Victor have his way with her for a bit longer before finally managing to grab ahold of Victors arm, preventing him from wiping her any further.

“I said I eeeiaaah” she yowled, feeling the slick wet warmth of Victors tongue lapping her neck. Her body immediately tensing stone solid, her eyes screwed tightly closed. She had to move. She had to go before…. Before what? Questioning herself for just a second, she let out a needy whimper of disapproval when Victor pulled his head back and apologized again. An upset frown on her face, biting her lip. She was going to give Victor a piece of her mind. Make him regret ever being so disgusting with her, make him…..

“You missed a spot” she murmured, tipping her head to the side slightly and looking in the opposite direction. She felt Victors hand move a bit as if he were going to wipe her with his shirt, but Seira held onto his arm tightly, keeping it an arms distance away from herself to clearly indicate she didn’t want to be cleaned with the shirt. “Hurry up, y-you made me dirty, it should be your job to clean me then” she whimpered, not believing what she was saying. This wasn’t what she was supposed to say at all. It was like a part of her mind had taken over and were making her say things she couldn’t possibly mean. “P-please?” she whined turning her head slightly to look pleadingly at Victor with her deep green eyes. Her lower lip quivering a bit to indicate she might quite possibly cry and die of embarrassment if she were refused.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor smiled. She was too cute; he couldn't resist at all. He leaned forwards, pressing his forehead into her's. Maybe it was the pheromones or maybe it was the cuteness in her voice, but he wanted her so much now. "I'll clean you...you dirty dirty girl" he said.

Wiping away her hair from her neck with one hand. With the other hand, he gently held one of her hands to the floor. He licked her, slowly once, from the bottom of her to behind her ears. He continued to lick her, increasing the speed and pressing forwards into her. Any complaints or resistance from Siera was going to go ignored as he drowned his scenes into her.

He continued to lick and kiss her up one side of her neck, before transitioning to the other side. Her was barely paying attention to the milk any more, almost like he was in a trance. He just wanted to get a better taste of her now. He continued to kiss and lick this poor girl, from her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, to her chin. The entire time, he went on minimizing any distance between the two. He paused for a moment, and pulled away. Before holding her face tightly and kissing her again.

 

[Myn]

The comment about being a dirty girl was taken literally, a hurt look flashing in her eyes. Strangely though it also sent a sharp electric shock down her body, causing her to flinch a bit with pleasure as if Victors words had touched her intimately between the legs, the lower half of her body clenching up a bit. She could feel that heated lust in her building up again, and all of a sudden she felt like touching herself down there again. To slip her fingers between the folds and stimulate her needy clit, but she couldn’t possibly do that with Victor around.

Blushing madly, and about to apologize and retract her words, she gasped sharply when she felt Victor reach out and hold her in place. Her eyes looking at him curiously before she felt him lapping at her neck again with that warm tongue. “Vi-Victor….” She whimpered lustfully overcome with pleasure and lust, it felt so good that for a few seconds she was able to forget about her circumstances and simply enjoy the feeling of Victors tongue against her skin. Moaning pleasurably and pressing herself against him to give the larger feline better access, her emerald green eyes glazed of with desire, she was about to say something she’d undoubtedly regret, but managed to shock her self out of it when her mind managed to catch up just in time.

“Victor, please… stop….” She whimpered half heartedly, squirming around a bit, but making no obvious attempts to get away. Her mind was telling her to back off, but her body wanted more. She wanted…..

Feeling Victors lips cover her own once again, she let out a low pleasured moan, rubbing her supple breasts against Victors chest through the fabric of her top. Her tongue instinctively snaking out and licking Victors lips swiftly like a cat pouncing on a mouse before darting warily back to check on it’s kill.

Pulling away slowly from the kiss this time, she looked up at Victor with a single tear hanging on her eyelash, threatening to trickle down the side of her face at any moment.

“Please stop…. I’m not allowed to” she whimpered sadly, the last part being directed more at herself.

 

[Darkcrown]

"Not allowed too...?" Victor whispered, looking at the young girl's great green eyes. He loved the looks she was giving him. So primal, so instinctive;had the emerald green not been present in her eyes, he might have thought that he was looking at his own. Wiping the lone tear from her eye, he asked her "tell me exactly what I should stop doing. If you don't, I won't know what you are talking about"

He had no intentions of stopping of course. He had heard her lustfully whisper his name. She had pressed her body against him, even if it was for a moment, he had felt he had felt her tongue against him. He had wanted more from her; he needed more from her. He wasn't going to stop now, he couldn't even stop now even if he had wanted to.

He ran his hands through her hair, for a only a moment. Then he held her gently close to him, and pushed Siera to the floor. He grabbed her hands within his, intertwining their fingers above her head. His eyes, inches from her own reflected lust. His elbows held his body less than an inch away from, barely not crushing her with his body. His pelvis dug into her's while his tail searched and eventually found her, stroking and constricting hers. " open your mouth" he asked "and stick out your tongue, now"

 

[Myn]

Seira couldn’t believe how good Victors lips felt on her skin, burning pleasure lighting up in each spot that he touched, she knew there was something strange going on with her body, but what exactly was making her act that way she had no idea. And perhaps more importantly she didn’t know if she cared enough to think about it.

Trembling slightly as she noticed how close together they were, she couldn’t remember moving closer to him, so he must have moved closer to her?.... Either way they had to move apart now before something irreversible occurred. “Please Victor?” she begged cutely, tipping her head to the side and flicking her ear while forcing herself to smile sweetly, the trick always worked on her owners, so hopefully Victor would think it cute and spare her too. “No more ki-kissing” she stuttered a bit, now associating the word with something so much better than what her family did.

She could feel Victors hand running through her hair, and for a moment she thought she’d gotten through to the feline. But another moment later she felt herself being pushed back against the floor, her hands being held in place by Victors, she wanted to push Victor away, but her fingers hand already curled and intertwined with Victors, and in her state of panic, she forgot that she could just uncurl them to at least weaken what felt like an unbreakable grip.

He was going to hurt her! She’d been stupid for thinking Victor a kind gentleman. Seira was trapped and there was no getting away anymore. No wonder her Master had told her to stay away from Victor. It was all her fault, Victor would probably kill her soon and she’d never been able to see sweet little Anna again. The thought was heart wrenching and more than enough to spur on a steady flow of tears to her eyes. The clear liquid pouring over her eyelashes and down the side of her face.

Her distress overpowering even her lust-filled mind to the point where all arousal was ushered out of her body. “Please Victor? I don’t want this, Master would kill me if he found out I came over here, and I don’t want this to be my last…..” her last what? The word visit had hung off the tip of her tongue, but she wasn’t sure if she’d really intended to come back if she were given the opportunity to flee.

Getting an idea, she looked up at Victor pleadingly, “Can I at least have a shower first? I don’t want to die dirty”

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor hadn't really heard a word this girl say. He was too enthralled in her, in the moment, that most of what she had said didn't register to him. However the word "shower" had his mind a blaze now. That and and the word death; while he had no intentions of killing her, he realized that in the end he might have to do that in order to get away with this.

"Um...no" he said. "I think you are just playing coy" he said, continuing to lick her neck. He didn't really mind giving her a shower. However he didn't really feel like he should give the luxury of a shower. At least not for free. Currently, giving her a chance to shower would require giving her a chance to escape.
He wasn't going to do that.

"If I let you shower know, how do I know you won't just try to run away?" He stopped licking her a moment and looked at her emerald eyes. "Give me a reason to let you shower. You are a smart girl, convince me" he smiled. Technically, he could think of a couple himself.

 

[Myn]

Seira squirmed around a bit more underneath the bigger feline, her emerald green eyes staring up at Victor filled with fear and disapproval. She didn’t want this, she didn’t want to be treated badly by some man she didn’t even know. “Please Victor?” she pleaded helplessly, her lip trembling a bit while her ears lay flat against her head. It was true that she was just looking for a chance to escape, but even if she failed, it wasn’t like she had anything to lose if Victor planned to harm her anyway. At the very least she could say she tried, but most importantly she needed a bit of time to organize her thoughts. To calm herself down and serenely wish her family the best in their life as she wouldn’t be around to spend time with them anymore.

“I-I won’t run away” she stated resiliently, looking up at him and trying to put on her most convincing face. “I just don’t want to be dirty when I….” she couldn’t keep going. The possibility of death too much for her. Perhaps if she showed Victor that she was more useful alive than dead he’d let her live? Sure it’d mean she’d be trapped in captivity until she could make her escape, but the longer she survived, the more likely her chances of escape were.

Relaxing her hands which had been desperately touching Victors chest, she caressed the man’s chest gently. Purring cutely before leaning upwards and scrunching her eyes shut. Her body trembling madly as she lifted her chin and clumsily lapped her tongue against Victors lips. “I-I promise I won’t run… please?” she begged lapping at his lip once more for good measure. The texture of her tongue surprisingly soft and slick instead of leathery like most cats, a healthy coating of saliva sticking to Victors lips as she hoped for the best.

 

[Darkcrown]

As Siera rubbed Victor's chest, he couldn't help but smile gently. Her tiny hands felt good against him. He purred silently. Siera was a great negotiator. He didn't really trust her, of course, however, he still was mentally aware how persuasive she was. Beside, being his captive, even if it was only for a while, was a much better deal then attempting to run away.

He felt a little bad though, after all her owners would feel bad. But cats always ran away from home, only to come home later. Hopefully, her owners would assume the same in this situation. Assuming he would let her go though. He wasn't a big fan of sharing, especially if it was something as seemingly valuable as her, but he wasn't to unreasonable.

"Fine..." He said, still not convinced. He picked her up slowly, firmly holding onto her hands. He held the young girl close now. He forced her chin forwards, making her look up at her. One hand played with her hair a little, as her looked down at her. The other was left her chin, and wrapped themselves around the young girl's waist and pulling her against him. The juxtaposition between her soft body and his hard body was amazing. He was thinking of a way to handle this situation, but somewhat distracted by her unintentional cuteness.

Suddenly, he had gotten an idea, and hoped that he wasn't going to far. After holing onto her tail, he told her to get on all fours like a cat. "This way," he said " you really can't get away" Looking at her now, a large desire for him to work his magic on her from behind grew within him. However, he was going to make the in heat feline scream and moan for it first. Well maybe.

They shower wasn't too far from where the two were at the moment. The glass door to the shower was visible in the another room. "Now be a good girl and walk" victor said, pointing to the bathroom.

 

[Myn]

Siera continued to hope, to pray that her request would be accepted, she felt so vulnerable jammed between the floor and Victor, and the hungry look the older feline gave her was more than enough to make her feel uncomfortable. Perhaps in more ways than she was willing to admit, but she couldn’t know it even if she felt it. After all, she’d been able to take care of her last few heat periods just fine by herself and had never been enticed by the scent of another male. The strong masculine scent causing a little bit of heat to return to her cheeks as the terror slowly started to ebb away as she started getting accustomed to the her fate.

“Really? You mean it?” she stated hopefully when Victor relented the look of joy only showing on her face for a split second as she felt Victor move away. A look of panic and shock replacing her expression as she quickly moved to keep the close proximity between Victor and herself. “Wait I-“ she started, but quickly closed her mouth when Victor pulled her up against him. Her body relaxing as she lightly rubbed herself against the firmness of Victors body. The lower half of her body grinding gently against Victors thigh as the hormones and natural instinct empowered her, she looked a bit dazed while doing it, her eyes lost in lust making it show clearly that she didn’t have much of an idea as to what she was doing. All that mattered was that it felt good.

Her pleasure though didn’t last long. A loud squeak of surprise filling the living room as Victor grabbed her tail. She let out a loud moan taking quick short gasps as she tossed her head back and gazed longingly at Victor. Her little mouth wide open and letting out short bursts of hot air. She didn’t want to be grabbed there, her tail was just as sensitive as her ears if not more, and the feeling of Victors firm hands wrapped around it was driving her insane. “Ah-a-Ahhh, please, L-let ggo?” she begged her chin pressed firmly against Victor chest. “I I wwalk, I’ll g-go but not like th-this” she whimpered, more aroused than humiliated by the suggestion. She knew she was being told to get on all fours, but her body simply wasn’t listening to her. Standing… or rather leaning against Victor for supports, her face bright red with arousal as she looked up with her deep blue eyes filled with hope.

 

[Darkcrown]

Siera's body against his felt mind numbingly good. He wasn't even think anymore, just responding intuitively to her. As she rubbed her body against his, he couldn't let of a small growl. His voice full of hungry, pleasure and lust. Maybe it was was how close her body was to his, or her sudden change in breathing, or the sensitivity in her voice, but as he looked down at her he couldn't help but hold her face towards him and force a kiss on her.

This time deeper and longer than before. It wasn't a short kiss, or a friendly kiss. This one was lewd and full of passion; the kiss was gentle yet firm and continued as he pressed the young girls body against him. Victor reluctantly pulled from the girl. Putting his right leg behind her right, he pushed the girl down, holding her up with his arms. He moved the girl so that she was on all fours now. His larger body overlapped on top of his now. Like a large dog on top of a small one. He leaned forwards so that he could whisper to her. One hand rested on top of hers, while the other hands went under her shoulder and to her tail, holding gently on to it.

"Good girl" he said, stroking her tail. A few moments later, he let his hand fun past her tail and under her skirt, rubbing her through her fabric. His body was pressed against her's. His breathing shortened, becoming more beastly in nature. His errect penis was clearly felt against her. "Now be a good girl" he said " and walk to the shower." He said, pointing towards the shower. "Or else" he whispered "I will punish you"

 

[Myn]

She couldn’t believe him, she’d asked nicely, she’d begged for him to let go… and he only pulled her closer, seemingly taking some sort of sick pleasure in her vulnerability, she let out a frightened mewl as he growled, her mind warning her of danger while her body seemed to only want to get closer to whatever it was that Victor had to offer. His body so firm and warm, a high contrast to her smooth soft flesh which had developed over the course of her life due to living a relatively pampered life.

Seeing Victor lean in for a kiss, she shook her head lightly to indicate that a kiss wasn’t what she wanted but the bigger feline didn’t seem to care, taking her soft gentle lips with his own rough ones, intruding inside her mouth and tasting her for all she was worth, she let out a protestful moan at first, trying to close her mouth and deny the man access. Eventually giving up and trying to push him out with her own tongue. She’d lapped lightly at the underside of Victors tongue, but quickly pulled back when she found the taste to be akin to aphrodisiac, her body heating up a few degree’s by that act alone.

Fortunately for her Victor then released her… or rather, pushed her to the ground in a humiliating position, her hands and knee’s on the floor like some common animal. Her entire body just seemed to be sapped of strength for as long as Victor held her tail. Her body trembling violently in both fear and pleasure. His body felt so good over hers, and while she was afraid of Victor, she somehow also felt safe. His hands wrapped around her in what almost felt like a protective manner, though had Siera had a bigger vocabulary she would have known it wasn’t protective but possessive.

She could hear the steady thumping of blood in her ears. At first she thought it was her own heart, and then she thought it was Victors heart, only to change her mind once again after that as she felt something long and hard pulsing against her. It was all too much already, she couldn’t have handled a second longer of such punishment, but Victor mercilessly snaked his finger inside her skirt, his skilled fingers rubbing against her panties and causing her to yowl out in pleasure. “No! Vict-“ she couldn’t even finish calling his name as her vision went bright white. “Ahhh” she cried, her hands giving away beneath, her face hitting the floor and elevating her ass even higher up to offer to Victor. A gush of fluid flowed from her slit, soaking not only her panties but also Victors hand. She had been close prior to being interrupted by Victor, and had been struggling against the urge, but that had been the final straw.

“Please… let me go…. I don’t want this” she begged feeling both dirty and used. She turned her head around to try and look at Victor behind her, her eyes filled with fear and shame, though the way her salivating mouth gasped for air showed that she did indeed enjoy it, and while her words and eyes refused him, her body language seemed to plead for more, her hips swaying slightly and grazing against Victors shaft suggestively.

 

[Darkcrown]

Victor didn't feel bad about this, not even a little bit. Just the instinctive need to violate this girl, was all that was running through his mind. There was something about her that on a normal occasion would have made the idea so tempting, but now she was just down right unresistable. Not that he was even trying of course. She was in heat and he could not turn this girl down. Even if it was only her body that wanted this.

"Oh but I think you do want this." he said, smiling. "You are so wet. what a good girl...a naughty girl". This girl was so innocient yet so lewd, and victor loved that. he wanted to make her his, by the end of the night. He would let her sleep in his own bed tonight, well if this didn't keep going long into the next morning. Still leaning forwards with her, he continued to rub his hand against her. First just on the outside of her panties. Her rubbed his fingers in circles around her clitoris, slowly at first but eventually picking up in speed. As he licked her neck, he began working his fingers past the fabric and eventually inside her. His fingers stretching her upper wall, closest to her stomach.

He leaned further towards her and pulled his fingers out. He kissed her again, letting his tongue infiltrate her open mouth. His tongue would wrestle with hers for a while as his fingers played with her clit, directly and under her panties this time. After a while, he pulled away, and stood upright on his knees. Using his claws, he simply cut away at her panties, letting the fall to the floor. His other hand played with Siera's tail. After he watched her underwear fall, the other hand began playig with her clit. His penis was rock hard and bigger than normal, as if eager to get inside her. While still playing with her clit with one hand, victor pulled back a little bit and lowered his pants with the other. He wasn't sure if it was going to fit, as he rubbed his penis against her dripping wet entrance