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Part-time pet and full-time lover :: HKitten & Ksan

Kayito-san

Kayito-san

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 21, 2009
[Ugh; Try not to mind the lame title, please.]

Allan rolled over and opened his eyes. He smiled and sat up, yawning. Stretching his arms above his head, he let out a sigh and looked around the room. The sun was low on the horizon, but it wasn't morning; He'd taken a nap just after supper and had just woken up. He pulled his bathrobe from the corner of the headboard and then checked the clock on the nightstand. It was just after eight.

He yawned again and stretched his back, then stood and grabbed the tiny silver bell from the table. He walked over to the door of the washroom and shook the bell in the air, then opened the door. Walking past the dressing room, he walked into the shower room and turned the taps, avoiding the spray of water. Exiting the washroom, he sat on the corner of the bed and turned the bell over in his hands. It was handmade from 20 karat silver, and tuned to ring at a perfect C. He had picked this precise pitch because it seemed to resonate well within his house, and was a little easier for his pet to hear if she was far away.
 
Stretching her entire body vertically as if she was reaching for the sky, she gave a small groan as the tension felt like it was literally pulled away from her muscles. The sky had slowly faded from the bright morning they had to hues of red, yellow, purple and blue; night falling upon the city almost within a blink of an eye. Kira scratched her neck and played with the thin collar that appeared to be wrapped around her pale neck twice, leaving a small strip of empty space between each leather strip, with a small silver loop in the center. Her hair fell over her chest in long, wavy fluffs of dark brown, streaked with golden yellow, enough to cover her breasts.

Aside from her black panties, Kira was usually nude inside the house, so she used her long hair to cover her breasts for modesty purposes. Her tail flickered behind her as she washed the dishes after their meal, whipping through the air with playfully as she hummed a tuneless song. As a female half-breed, she had almost tribal markings down her side, light brown claw-stripes that were smooth to the touch and appeared almost dark against her peach skin. Her bright blue eyes made her skin appear even paler.

“I wonder if he’s awake…” she chuckled, grabbing a towel and drying her hands. Her claws extended out slightly to be dried, before she retracted them—not wanting to scratch any of the dishes she placed away. Once done, she moved out of the kitchen and towards the door of Allan’s and her room, where she knelt on the ground. Though the male was her lover, they also had a master/slave relationship that was established rather early on in their relationship. She wouldn’t dare to enter the room he was in without permission—especially if he was still resting.
 
He turned the bell over in his hand, and then set it back down on the bedstand. He heard a sound and turned towards the door. He smiled and stood, walking over. Stepping out, he looked down to her, then crouched in front of her, took her by the hands and stood up with her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to his chest. "Hello, pet." he said lovingly, and squeezed her. "Have you finished your chores?" He loosened his hold on her and looked down into her eyes inquisitively, but not severely. Gently he stroked her tail, letting it slip between his fingers.

( :3 )
 
Licking her lips, she stood with his help and smiled against his warmth. While he asked her if she finished her chores and began to stroke her tail, her body began to slow relax against his. “I have, Sir. I’ve done the usual and what you’ve asked.” Kira did not move from her position, but did give a small bow of her head to show obedience. It was a formal way for slaves to ‘curtsy’ without moving the rest of their body, least it was against their master’s wishes to move.

Her blue orbs looked up into his eyes and she smiled softly. “I just wanted to check if you were awake, Sir.” She informed, wondering if that was why he was inquisitively staring at her. As he continued to play with her tail, she felt it twitch against the petting and flicked it playfully against his hand, as if swatting him.
 
Allan smiled. "Good girl," he said, stroking her tail. He dragged the index finger of his other hand up her spine and put his palm beneath her shoulder blades. His other hand stopped stroking her tail and he pressed his arm into the hollow of her back, just above her tail. He pulled her against himself and hugged her, and after a few seconds, he let go. He'd been busy lately, and it seemed to him that he may not have spent as much time with her as he would have liked. Recalling this, he put his arm around her waist and gently guided her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"Kira," he paused, sitting down on the bed, "I haven't allotted much time to you this week." He took her hands and pulled her in front of him, so that she was standing facing him while he sat. "You've been taking some time out for yourself this week, right?"

[I hope that post was okay.]
 
Kira shivers in his grasp, her tail twitching as he continued to play with it. She basked in the praise and warmth that Allan bestowed upon her and almost moved her arms to wrap around him when he pulled her into a brief hug. However, she caught herself just moments before and the only movements she made were a small twitch of her arms. The brunette didn’t want to touch him without permission, and had almost broken that rule.

Once she was placed down on the floor, she felt him grab hold of her hands and smiled at his words. “Allan…” she began, comfortable with using his name out of context of their play since he used her name. “I understand you have a job to attend to, so don’t worry about me too much in that aspect. Just having you return home makes me content…” a small grin stretches her pink lips. “And I know how to ‘take time’ for myself…” she placed a playful note to her words and leaned in to gently flick her tongue against his nose. She knew that was already breaking a small rule about not touching without permission, but didn’t even stop to consider her actions.
 
Allan knew that Kira had taken it upon herself to limit what she did without his permission. He respected that, as her duty as his pet. However, when she bend down to lick his nose, he appreciated her initiative and intentions. With that, he flopped back onto the bed, pulling her down on top with him. He wrapped his arms around her lower back and looked directly into her eyes. He smiled and slowly, carefully, tilted his head forward and planted a kiss right on her lips. He loved her dearly, and when he was unable to show his affection for her for an extended period of time, he worried about it. He felt it necessary to make absolutely sure she felt appreciated. Generally, Masters didn't kiss their pets directly on the lips, however, in this unusual occurrence, Allan didn't have any reservations.
 
Kira felt arms pull her down onto the bed and she giggled as she fell on top of him; not fearful of her weight crushing Allan, since she knew to keep her weight within the limits of his strength. The warmth of his arms wrapping around her waist made her melt against hi, and she stared back into his eyes with love and adoration being the forefront emotions. When she opened her mouth to ask what he had planned for them, she found she was unable to let the words escape her throat, as the brunette watched her lover lean in closer. Masters did not kiss their pets often, or on the lips for that matter, but as she was rewarded with the simple brushing of lips, Kira felt the world tilt and the ground fell out from under her feet.

She understood that as a lover, he felt like he had neglected her, but she also wanted to assure him that as a pet, she knew when her Master was too busy to play with her. “Mm…you kiss by the book.” She joked, letting their lips part just enough for her to speak, but not far enough where they didn’t slide against each other as she spoke.
 
Allan smiled a little against her lips. "Is that a challenge?" he asked, then gently tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth. He tilted his head slightly and kissed her again. He brushed his heels against the ground, and his left foot touched something cold. He thought for a second, then smiled again. "By the book? Pff." He carefully tipped his toes down and hooked the cold metal object. It was a recent purchase, and he had intended to show it to her before he put it to use, but he decided that it would be an excellent time to surprise her. He hooked his right arm around her shoulders, pulling her chest against his, but while he did, he carefully lifted his foot and the metal object onto the bed. He let go of her lower back with his left arm, and carefully, silently, retrieved the object. "Do I bore you, pet?" he asked mockingly, giving her nose a gentle nip. He moved his head and licked the side of her neck. "Because I have a surprise..." he whispered. As he said so, he lifted his arms from her body and gently grasped her wrists. He pulled them down behind her back and, with one agile movement, clasped them together with the steel handcuffs.

Allan pushed himself further onto the bed, holding her to his chest again. He kissed her on the lips, but when he finished the kiss, he bit her lower lip gently, tugging on it a little. He looked into her eyes again and winked, moving his hands down. He grasped her bottom with both hands-- a hand per cheek-- and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Who said I do it by the book?" he asked sarcastically, and rolled over, letting her drop down onto the bed instead. He straddled her waist, kneeling. With her hands still cuffed behind her back, he undid the sash of his bathrobe. He pulled it off and threw it onto the floor beside the bed, revealing himself, nearly naked save for his red silken boxers. He planted his palms on either side of her shoulders, and let himself down to her, his lips hovering just above hers. "You know, I kinda like it when you're helpless like this." he joked, planting another quick kiss on her lips.
 
Grinning down at Allan, she nodded her head up and down in agreement to him ‘kissing by the book’. As she enjoyed the small victory over him, the brunette felt her lover shift under her, wrapping an arm around her lower back and stabilizing them as he moved his legs for something. “You never bore me, Sir…” came her immediate reply, not even thinking before she switched from being lover to slave. It seemed like he had something to show her and as her wrists were pulled behind her back, she relaxed as much as she could to allow what appeared to be cuffs lock her wrists together. The licks and nips along her neck made her relaxed even further in trust.

Kira knew that this lifestyle required a huge amount of trust between the master and slave. She had learned that a good slave…the best slave, completely trusted his or her master/mistress. At first, it had taken her a hard time to trust her lover with this new experience, but with slow movements in their game, Allan earned her trust as a lover and as a master. Just thinking about what he could do to her made her muscles twitched in anticipation at the thought of him having some control, making her tail wag enthusiastically for what was to come.

As he groped her bottom, her tail tried to wrap around his arms, but she was too slow. Allan rolled her over and she sighed at the feeling of his slightly heavier body straddling her. Her hands balled up into fists under her lower back to prevent her hands from going numb, but also to be able to keep up Allan’s weight without stressing her body. “You know…I kinda like it when you make me helpless…like this.” She joked back, squirming in her place and rubbing her pelvic against his inner thighs. Her eyes were half lidded from the last kiss, her lips tingling. Today, it appeared that the male felt very generous towards her and rewarded her with plenty of kisses that made her world spin out of control. Each gentle brushing of lips made her breath pick up a notch, and the playful biting of her bottom lip from just moments before almost took her breath away for the night.
 
Allan chuckled slightly under his breath and kissed her again. He tilted his head slowly and bit her bottom lip, then kissed her chin. He moved along the right side of her jaw, planting little pecks evenly until he reached where it curved up again. He kissed the side of her neck while his hands worked their way under her back, and then down to the curve where her hands were. He grasped her hands and intertwined his fingers with hers, licking where her neck joined her shoulder. He opened his mouth and retraced his steps, biting her neck and trailing off into a kiss, and then biting her shoulder, again trailing off into a kiss, followed shortly by another quick peck. He admired her soft skin; it was light and smooth, and it gave him chills to touch it. His hands were slightly rough, but even so he could feel how supple it was to touch. He momentarily flicked his eyes up to glance at her expression before he continued.

Allan bit her upper arm gently, dragging his teeth on her skin as he recoiled. He kissed her arm and then moved over slightly, dragging his tongue along her collar bone until his head was just below her chin. He kissed her neck once, then slowly kissed downward until his chin was caressed by her soft breasts. He smiled and chuckled slightly. His hands slipped from her fingers and moved down, slipping under her bottom. He have her a gentle squeeze, then slid his hands down her thighs and back up to her butt again, where they stayed. Allan stuck out his tongue and slowly, gently, dragged his tongue downward to her breasts, and further, sliding his tongue in between them. He wiggled his tongue slightly and smiled a bit, moving his head away from her body. He looked up at her face for a minute, and took a moment to visually admire her features before returning to grasp her left nipple between his lips.

His left hand moved up and cupped the bottom of her right breast. He squeezed gently, but his conversation stayed focussed on her left breast. He swirled her nipple with his tongue, flicking it across the tip. He opened his mouth a bit and gently bit her breast, letting his teeth slide across her skin back onto her nipple. He pulled his head up, and kept his teeth on her nipple for a second, then let go and let it drop back to her chest. Her breasts were a pristine off-spherical shape. He adored how they had enough consistency to look perky and plump, but were soft enough for him to squeeze and sink his fingers into without hurting her. As if to remind himself, he moved both his hands up to her chest and gave her breasts a gentle but firm squeeze.

He brought his head back down just below her breasts and kissed down her slim abdomen. He planted small but affectionate kisses down a straight line to her belly button, then stopped. He slowly dragged his tongue up from just below her belly button across it, then returned and flicked her belly button with his tongue. He kissed her again, just above her belly button, and began moving downwards again, very slowly. He let go of her breasts and dragged his fingers down her sides, over her hips, and to her thighs, where he gently walked his fingers under them and then up to her butt and finally, her hands.

Allan gently lifted up her pelvis with one hand, and pulled her hands down below her butt with the other. He carefully let her bottom back down onto the bed. He pulled her knees together, then pulled her hands up a bit and opened her knees again. He moved his head up under the short chain between her hands, and brought her hands down so that the chain came just behind his head. He'd never done this before, but figured he should try. He looked up at her, his cheeks flushed, and winked, then slowly moved down again. His hands moved under her bottom to support her butt, and Allan very slowly began to slide his tongue down across the outer part of her pristine, closed slit.



[ Phew. <3 ]
 
Tilting her head towards him, Kira felt the warm lips of her master slide across her own lips and set her world right again. Everything that felt like it was flying out of order settled down and all her senses zoned into the single feeling of Allan against her. The lips slowly left her bottom lip and trails towards her chin and across her jaw. Each kiss was as refreshing as a spray of water during a hot summer’s day. “A…” she swallowed hard to prevent his name from escaping, trying not to break out of character so soon. However, that was the least of her focus as she felt his lips upon her neck, where small licks were bestowed upon the juncture of neck and shoulder. Her trapezius muscle shuddered under the soft attention and a small sigh left her lips.

Kira felt his hands slide along her arms and behind her back, fingers linking with her own, at the same time his kisses began to work their way backwards. The seesaw motion of his nips and kisses made Goosebumps attempt to ripple across her flesh, but the heat from his hands were greater against the shiver. So instead of ruining her smooth skin with natural bumps, the brunette only trembled under her master’s hands. They were rough to the touch, yet gentle in their movements, and she hoped that he enjoyed her flesh. Kira took great care to keep her body in the balance of being fit, but not to the point that her muscles were so prominent that there was no natural fat to cushion the desired touches. It was natural to want to please one’s ‘mate’ she had learned, and felt no shame in pursuing the desired body that could keep up with their activities.

When Allan glanced towards her face, she allowed a small, dazed smile to surface. Her blue orbs shone with desire for his touches that were denied for some time, as her body arched towards his. Her tail, which had been curled under her, lazily twitched with desire. As he leaned back down to place his lips upon her upper arm, she relaxed into what she thought was a kiss, but turned out to be a bite. Unconsciously, she coiled away from the bite, which caused his teeth to drag on her skin; leaving red marks along the pale flesh. “A…Mas…ter…” she whispered, remembering at the last moment to call out ‘master’ instead of his name. Kira parted her lips to softly call out for him again, when she felt his tongue on her flesh and instead of his name, a breathless gasp came in its stead.

The tongue seared trails of desire into her body as his hands slipped from her grasp and moved to cup her buttocks. They squeezed and moved to rub her thigh, before they settled upon her bottom again. Kira felt every slide of skin against skin, flesh against flesh; as if they were the first and last touches she’d receive from her lover. Each moment was precious to her and she sighed bliss at the attention he gave her body. The tongue instantly refocused into her senses as it slid between her breasts and caused her breath to hitch. She barely saw his second glance at her; too busy drowning in the delicious sensation of his playful licks.

The brunette already had problems keeping her breath steady, but the instant he took her left nipple between his lips, she jerked hard against him, small pants inflating and compressing her lungs. “Please…” she muttered, asking for anything and everything at once. She felt her right breast cupped by his hand, but couldn’t pay attention to its treatment compared to her left breast. The devious tongue lavished her nipple and played with the perked bud skillfully, causing a wetness to form between her legs. Her vulva began to ache softly, already wanting attention that was obviously focused much higher on her body than it desired. Kira couldn’t help the gasps that tore from her in intervals at having her nipple bitten and dragged from her. A small moan slips pass her as she felt her flesh resisting the pull and once he released her nipple, her breast flopped back down. Given little time to recuperate, she instantly felt Allan’s hands upon both of her breasts again, squeezing and groping to their desires for a brief moment.

He continued to touch her as he leaned down to give her a kiss below her breast, trailing more hot kisses down her abdomen and making her arch towards him for more. Suddenly, he appeared to ‘pause’ and almost immediately after that, she felt her master’s tongue play with her bellybutton. The touch tickled her and she squirmed under the ministration with a giggle. While she was distracted, it appeared that Allan had a plan to further the night, as his hands released her breasts and slid down below to lift her bottom up. The strange motions of maneuvering her cuffed hands further down her bottom, lifting her legs up and pressing them together made her confused; Kira was already disoriented from the slow pleasure he was building up in her.

He’s so stran- her thoughts were cut off short, as they usually were with Allan, the moment she felt her relaxed fingers brush against his hair and her bottom was lifted up. “Mas-.” He licked her across her closed slit, the tongue brushing painfully close to her clit and yet prevented from touching the sensitive bud by her Labia Majora. “-STER?!” she finished her inquisition with a loud squeak. Kira’s tail flicked out from under her in surprise and whipped the bed under them with a loud twat. He had never done this for her before, and the feeling, though unusual, was just as pleasant as any of his touches were. So without further question, Kira tried to spread her legs in her awkward position and arched her lower half towards him. “Please…more…” she sighed breathlessly, hips already trembling with anticipation of this new pleasure. The brunette balled her hands into fists, not wanting to grab onto Allan in any way least she accidentally hurt him on accident with any reactions she might have during this experience. Curling up her tail around her waist, she lets out a small whine to indicate to him that she desired more.
 
Allan pulled the handcuffs down and pulled the chain behind his head, her balled up fists pressed against the back of his head slightly. He smiled, and finally reached down. He slid his hands across her thighs, from her knees down to her crotch, the path getting stickier the closer his hands got to her slit. He could tell she was turned on and, when he gave her another gentle lick, he noticed the smell of her and a certain sticky alien liquid in his mouth. He smiled slightly, looking up at her slyly before turning his attention back to her closed slit. He carefully slipped his thumbs together, now sticky, and gently pried apart her labia, exposing the inner workings of her slit. It glistened with moisture, and he admired the marvel of nature for only a moment before he put his head forward, closed his eyes, and began to tease her. He slid his tongue over her clitoris numerous times before slowly gliding it down and flicking it temporarily inside her. He soon returned to the tiny but sensitive bulb and began circling it quickly with his tongue. He slid his thumbs down slightly, and slowly began to push them inside of her, aided by her natural fluids. Allan continued to furiously tongue at her clitoris, his brows furrowing slightly, as his thumbs gradually entered her.
 
She relaxed her muscles further to allow the movements of the handcuffs and sighed as he caressed her thigh. A small hum of satisfaction began to rise from her as she pressed her lower half towards his hands and felt Allan’s fingers trail a path down her slit. The second lick made her muscles tighten and hip twitch, before his thumbs pried open her labia. Kira was aroused by his slow movements, as if the master was unsure of how to go about this, and the wetness between her legs formed at an even faster rate. She was already ready for something more and to start the procreation process, her body naturally lubricating her passage for him and her arousal increasing as he gave her a sly look.

Her breath was stolen from her again as the third lick touched the inner flesh of her labia minora, which was more sensitive to the touch. “Feels…good.” She stated, wanting to let Allan know that she enjoyed what he was doing to her. It was part of the natural communication system of every couple to inform what felt good and what didn’t, so she felt no qualms about it—if he didn’t want her to speak words and only make pleasured sounds, then there was always the gag. Kira’s fingers unfurled from their fisted state and she allowed them to gently play with Allan’s soft hair as he lavished her vulva. Her body jerked under each lick against her clitoris and she almost whined when the tongue dipped slightly into her vagina. Soon to follow was his thumbs, digging into her vagina’s sides and slipping in with some resistance, but her natural lubricant aided the motion. Her fingers gripped tight into his locks as she felt him pay special attention towards her clitoris and she began to pant softly, with a small ‘uhhnn’ escaping her lips in odd intervals.
 
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