Fic: Teasing Miss Kitty (1/1)

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Teasing Miss Kitty.
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Anne-Lise giggles. "Forgive me for this one."

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I awaken slowly, painfully. I'm in the cage again.
"Let me out!" I scream, but the only sound I make is a rumbling 
purr. My thoughts are interrupted as Willow walks past.
"Mrrrowl!" I try to plead my case, but she doesn't even notice my 
presence. I see that mischievous smile cross her face. Oh, surely she 
knows how much it turns me on! Maybe she will keep me here in her 
bedroom. Maybe, if I'm lucky, she'll forget I'm even here and undress 
in front of me.
Willow takes no notice of me and my heart hurts. She seems more 
interested in the photo she keeps on the dresser by her bed. "Oh 
Buffy, don't you not know what you do to me?" she moans. She looks at 
the picture again, and her hand travels over her stomach, across her 
blouse to those perfect breasts. Gently, she caresses herself, all 
the while whispering the name of that accursed Slayer. How dare she 
betray my mistress... Yet, just as I'm beginning to enjoy seeing her 
touch herself, she looks up and catches me watching her. Again she 
graces me with that wonderful, lascivious smile.
Willow removes her blouse slowly, watching me closely for any 
reaction.
"Mrrrurrr," I whisper.
Willow sees my discomfort and it seem to spur her on. Her top has 
been discarded, and her hands are slowly working their way up her 
firm stomach and over her black, lacy bra. She begins to rub, gently, 
and I can see her nipples stiffen under her urgent ministrations. She 
pinches them and moans, "Oh Buffy!" Her right hand slides down across 
her stomach and between her legs. Her fingers dance where I have only 
have dreamed about.
Chills run down my spine as her other hand slides down to join the 
first. She lifts up her hips and slides off her moistened underwear, 
and she tosses them callously in my direction. As her fingers trace 
that divine warmth, she penetrates herself with an errant finger. A 
moan escapes her lips as yet another finger joins the first, and then 
another.
Her whole body bucks as she slides her fingers in, and out, 
massaging her clit in a moment of ecstasy.
"Oh Buffy, why won't you to touch me like this?" she moans. "Buffy, 
please, your fingers feel so good..." Willow's left hand wonders back 
up to her bra. She unsnaps it and slides it off her left breast, but 
I can't see the nipple.
I move around in my cage trying to get a better view. As Willow 
removes her bra completely, a purrs escapes unbidden from my throat. 
I still can't see her nipples or breasts very well, so I 
unconsciously let out another loud purr. 
Willow looks up and sees me pacing around in the cage. She stops 
rubbing her nipples and drops her bra. Then she stands and walks 
towards me. "Oh, poor Miss Kitty. Can't you see me very well? If I 
let you out of your cage, maybe I'll even let you help me!" Again, 
the mischievous smile lights up her face. 
I'm as happy as any cat can be. As she approaches my cage, I see a 
drop of sweat roll down between her beautiful breasts. She kneels, 
and her arms reach forward and she opens my cage. 
Free! At last I rush forward out of the cage, purring loudly, 
contentedly, running for the gentle hands of my Goddess. Suddenly, 
before I realise it, I start to choke as if I'm being strangled. I 
can't tell what's happening, and I try so hard to voice my concern. 
"Mrrowl?"
Willow ignores my cries and heads back over to the bed where she 
lays back down. The smile I love so dearly still adorns her face, and 
she languidly motions for me to join her. Overjoyed, I rush over to 
her as quickly as my little legs will take me. But before I reach my 
goal, I'm jerked to a stop. Somehow I can't quite reach my Goddess. I 
stretch, as far as I'm able, and I can smell her sweet scent. She 
lies, tantalisingly before me, her legs spread wide and waiting.
Again I struggle to move closer, to help her as she asked. Her very 
wish is my command to fulfil. Willow starts to rub herself, again, 
starts to moan once more. She can see me, so near, and her hand 
reaches out, beckoning. I strain to get closer, and her hand touches 
me; waves of pleasure flow through my body, and I mew in exultation.
I'm straining on the cord that holds me back, I can almost reach 
her, almost touch her, my tongue darts towards her beautiful mound... 
And then nothing. 
As I awaken, once more locked in my cage, I try to stand. Dizzily, 
I realise that my sore neck is the reward I deserved for daring to 
lay a paw on my Goddess. Heaven was in my grasp, before I strangled 
and passed out. How can I live with myself, given such a chance at 
heaven, and failing so miserably?

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