Chapter 373: The Master's Kitty #3 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 373: The Master's Kitty #3 [R-18]
“Wh-what was that!? What did you just do...!”
She looked incredibly hot, shouting with an expression dripping with humiliation, pity, and raw sensuality.
It felt like my dick was about to explode.
I patted her pelvis reassuringly and answered.
“What is it?”
“Why did you touch me there with your finger...! Y-you said you wouldn't use that...! You promised!!”
“I haven't used it yet.”
“N-not yet...? Hey! Does that mean you're going to use it later...!?”
“The desire to is certainly strong.”
“What are you saying! I'll never... Huaang...!”
A sweet, whimpering moan, almost a sob, escaped Renka's lips just as she was glaring daggers, steeling her resolve.
It happened the moment I pressed down firmly on her lower abdomen.
Jingle-!
The clear sound of the bell ringing in my ear added an auditory satisfaction to the visual one. I wanted to thrust into her right away, but I had to hold back for now.
“Haah... haah...”
I scanned her body, already starting to pant, and reached for the nightstand drawer to pull out another tool.
Then, while Renka was covering her eyes with her arm, still dazed, I fastened it around her neck.
“Wh-what is this...?”
She let out a questioning sound, feeling a scraping sensation on her neck.
When she felt the leather collar being fastened, she scowled just as she had before.
“Hey...!! You son of a bitch!”
“Why are you cursing?”
“You expect me not to? Are you treating me like some dog you're raising...?”
“Of course not.”
“Then why do you keep putting this damn thing on me!”
“I bought a modern one. You don't like it?”
“It's not the d-design, it's your attitude that's the problem...!!”
“You don't want to do this?”
“Of course not...! What am I, an object? A pet dog?!”
“Alright. Then we'll just do it one last time today.”
Renka, who had been fuming, suddenly had wide eyes.
“...Last time?”
“Yes.”
“After today, you'll never do this again...?”
Her tone was half-in-disbelief.
She really must not trust me at all.
Then again, considering everything I've done, I can't blame her.
“That's right.”
“Y-you said it yourself, that this is the last time?”
“I said it with my own mouth.”
“.....”
“Is that okay?”
“...Th-then just for today... specially...”
Specially, my ass... She says that, but she does everything I ask.
I smirked at Renka, who was putting on a coy expression even as her body had become obedient. I gave the collar in my hand a light tug.
The leather collar, like a choker, pulled taut with a snap-!, and at the same time, Renka's lower lip tucked in behind her upper one.
It seemed that despite the shame, she was feeling aroused.
“If you were going to do this, you should have brought dog ears or something...”
As Renka muttered with her head turned to the side, I moved closer, still holding the collar, and asked.
“Why dog ears?”
“Well... cats are independent animals... a collar doesn't really suit them...”
“Is it better to pay attention to such delicate details?”
“Whatever...! I was just saying. Don't worry about it. And don't even think about doing it next time. You said yourself that today was the last time...”
“Do you really need to react so passionately when I'm just asking about your preferences?”
“Shut up.”
“Okay.”
I readily accepted Renka's complaint and pulled the collar outwards... away from her.
Feeling the sensation, Renka's head turned toward me.
“.....”
Renka knew exactly why I had just pulled the collar.
Her face was an unreadable mix of wounded pride and embarrassment. After a moment of hesitation, she rustled, turning her body to face me before closing her eyes and pressing her lips forward.
It was rare for Renka to initiate a kiss.
Of course, I had just requested it, but her sincerity was clear.
Feeling an incredible thrill, I brought my hand to her breast as she pushed her tongue into my mouth first.
“Uuh...”
Did she feel my large hand grabbing one of her breasts?
A slight frown creased Renka's face, her eyes still closed.
But it was only for a moment. She soon wrapped her arms around my back, pressing herself closer as I caressed her slick skin, and quickly lost herself in our foreplay.
* * *
“Haah... haah...”
A transparent string of saliva connected my lips and Renka's as she panted.
Just like I had shown her when we worked at the cafe, I snapped the thread with my tongue.
“Ah...!”
The sight must have been incredibly lewd, because she wore a look of pure excitement. I gave her a wide grin.
In response, Renka's eyes darted to the side.
It seemed she was too embarrassed to meet my gaze.
Feeling as if I could sense her emotions laid bare, I moved my hands down from her chest and waist.
I teased her lower abdomen for a moment before my hand drifted down. Just as her body began to tremble at my touch, I started to caress the area around her sex, just like before.
“Ah...!”
Renka's lower body tensed up completely.
She was on guard, anticipating that I would touch her perineum again, even as she was overcome with pleasure. At this rate, I realized my wish would not be granted.
Having made my decision, I slid my fingers along either side of her soft labia and looked her straight in the eye as she let out shallow gasps.
“Want to turn over?”
“...Huh...? What do you mean, turn over...”
“Lie on your stomach.”
“L-lie on my stomach...?”
“Yeah. Lie on your stomach.”
Did the low, informal command sound surprisingly good to her?
Or did the fact that the blanket was still covering her give her a sense of security?
Renka, who I expected to resist, obediently lay face down on the bed.
I stroked the nape of her neck as if praising a purring cat, then whipped off the blanket, making her jump. I climbed on top of her waist.
Then, I poured more than half of the remaining oil onto her body, making her completely slick.
“D-does this wash off easily...?”
Renka muttered to herself unexpectedly, feeling uncomfortable with her back drenched in oil.
I let out a chuckle and said.
“It's water-soluble, so it'll wash right off.”
“Oh...”
After her reply, Renka pulled a pillow close and buried her face in it.
She looked a little like Chinami just now, I thought, as I caressed Renka's sides, her ribs, and the side of her breast. While she twitched, feeling my touch, I quietly took out the last tool.
It was a thin, silicone plug with a long cat tail attached to the end.
I placed it and a condom on the corner of the bed, then shifted my position while continuing to stroke Renka's back, which was glistening with oil.
My body, which had been on her waist, slowly moved down...
Feeling the heavy weight shift downwards, Renka flinched and turned her head to the side.
“Wh-what are you trying to... do...?”
“An ass massage.”
“...You don't have to do that part...”
“Would you shut up?”
“Hey... why would you say that...”
“It's what you always say to me.”
“I'm older than you... Heek...!?”
Renka's body jolted as she felt the sensation of oil dripping onto her tailbone.
The oil, which had been pooling along her spinal erectors, trickled down, leaving a trail between her buttocks.
“Huaaht...!”
It was arguably the most sensitive part of her body.
Startled by the oil entering that place, Renka felt my finger slip between the cheeks and cried out in a panic.
“D-don't...! I said don't...! I... I don't like that...!!”
“You don't like even this much contact?”
“I don't! Hyaaaaaang!!!”
Renka, who had been shaking her head furiously in refusal, suddenly let out a scream as if she were about to pass out.
The tip of my middle finger had pressed down firmly on the soft flesh just inside her cheeks.
Her reaction was so intense the bedsheets shook violently.
The sensation itself must have been extremely foreign to her.
“Hey!! Stop it...!!!”
“I told you this is the last time for this kind of play. So let's just do it once.”
“What are you talking about...! Does that mean you're going to keep touching me!? Are you going to put your finger in...!?”
“No. I have something prepared.”
“Whaat...?”
Renka's dumbfounded gaze met mine.
She seemed to waver slightly at my dead-serious expression, looking lost for a moment... but her face soon hardened with resolve.
“No! No matter what, I won't do this...!”
“I just really want to see it. I'll take it out right away if you say it hurts.”
“I said no...?”
“Really no?”
I pressed my chest against Renka's back and persuaded her in an uncharacteristically gentle tone.
At the same time, I didn't forget to arouse her again, tickling her skin with just my fingertips in between words to build her excitement.
“I... said... n-no... Hyahk...! I said...”
“Please? Hm?”
“Just stop...!”
It felt like she would give in if I just pushed a little more.
With that thought, I pressed my lips to the nape of her neck above the choker, then gently bit her earlobe and flicked it with the tip of my tongue.
“Ah...! Aahht...!”
I could see she was excited to her core.
Deciding to persuade her a little more, I blew a hot breath into her ear and whispered.
“I really like you, so please let me do it just once. It'll feel good for you, too.”
“Uut...!”
I could feel Renka's body, pinned beneath me, tremble.
It seemed she liked the soft, informal speech.
Even though she denies it herself, I'm sure Renka is a masochist.
She let out a long sigh through her nose, openly showing her state of arousal. She was quiet for a moment as if thinking something over, then asked.
“Y-you said you'd take it out if I say it hurts, right...?”
It was the question of someone who had finally been persuaded.
I cheered internally but suppressed my excitement as much as possible and gave her an affirmative answer.
“Of course.”
“Then... haah... th-that...”
“That?”
“J-just once... you can try it... just... once...”
Ahh... that voice, dripping with the fact that she was doing this for me, but also tinged with curiosity...
This is why I can't help but love Renka.
A satisfied smile spread across my face at Renka's decision. I sat up and gave the collar a gentle tug.
“.....”
As if sensing my intention, Renka's hips lifted slightly, and her thighs began to rise.
She was voluntarily getting into a cat-like pose.
Finding the sight absolutely, utterly delightful, I dripped more oil between the cheeks of her slightly raised ass.