Cat in heat-2

Cat started to purr again, seeing the desire smoldering in my eyes. She licked her parched lips sensually; never breaking eye contact as her head cautiously nuzzled my foot once again, prompting me. She knew it was a dangerous game she played, one that could end up with her put away for the afternoon, alone, locked in a chastity belt so she couldn’t ease the fever burning in her.

I growled at her, baring my teeth, angry to be manipulated this way, yet feeling the primal need to take her brutally and put her out of her misery. I reached down to grip the double Dildo as I snarled at her in warning. She had enough sense to stop her nuzzling and put her head down, mewing softly in submission, her ass wiggling back and forth. Her brilliant eyes darted to the Dildo and then back to meet my stare, her desperate look speaking volumes.

Cat nearly held her breath as she looked up at me, a steely glint reflecting back in my eyes. She was afraid she had pushed me too far. In an attempt to mollify me, she bared her neck, tilting her head to the side in obedience, her ass rising in the air as she looked down. She felt a drip of her own need run down her leg, her body still craving me, yet in that moment every thought and movement was an act of submission. Her tail hung low down the crack of her ass and grazed her slit, making her breath catch.
Still gripping the double Dildo, I pushed his chair back, got up and strode to the room door and leave the room without a word.