Kafka's New Pet (WIP) (Patreon)

When Kafka invited you to a night in her apartment, you weren’t quite sure what to expect. So little was known about her to the general populace outside of her appearance and that she was a wanted woman. No one who ever saw her in person really knew for what. And everyone who was unable to hunt her down knew exactly what she was wanted for. So as you stepped foot into her apartment,  led there by Kafka dragging you by hand, you were definitely a bit nervous.

You were able to spitfire a few ideas in your mind about what she might want. Maybe she just wanted some company and grabbed someone lonely from the street. Maybe she wanted a plaything and you were cute to her. Or maybe she wanted something nefarious and you had no clue. However, when a smile came to her lips and you were able to see it? All worry about what this woman would want with you quickly left your mind. You were left with just a sense of acceptance and desire.

Because that was when she began to undress, a gentle laugh rumbling out of her. And she was clearly able to see the blush that was coming to your cheeks as you looked right at her. She stayed silent as she watched your eyes dart up and down her figure, taking in every detail about the way you moved and looked at her. “Are you nervous, dear? I’m not going to bite. Not unless you want me to, at least.~”  When she noticed your blush getting worse, another laugh left her. However, at this point, she was standing in front of you in her lingerie. A matching set of dark purple bra and panties, black thigh highs, and garter belts. Though, there was something else that caught your eye as she put her hand on her hip and struck and quick pose in front of you. “W-What’s that?”  “Hm?” At first, Kafka pretended to not know what you were talking about, slowly reaching a hand out to grab your own before placing your palm against her exposed stomach. “Why don’t you show me what you mean?”  However, when you didn’t move at first, keeping still and feeling the warmth of her skin against your own, she couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes and bringing her other hand to your chin. With a smile still on her face, she tilted your head upward so you were looking her in the eyes. And without missing a beat, she placed a quick and gentle kiss against your lips. “You’re allowed to touch me, dear. If you need permission, I might as well make you my pet while you’re here. But that depends on how much of a good boy you are.~”  Your heart skipped a beat in your chest at the sound of that. Being Kafka’s pet. Being her ‘good boy’. You didn’t know just what it would entail, but the way she said it, the way those words rolled off of her tongue. Her voice just made it sound too good to be true. So with a gentle nod of your head, you began to move your hand along her skin. “Y-Yes ma’am… I’ll…”  “Say it…” Kafka’s voice trailed off as she continued to look you in the eyes. It was clear by the gaze that she was shooting your way that she knew exactly what you were going to say. That both of you knew what you wanted from her now that she had put that thought in your head. But it was clear that she wanted you to say it. That she wasn’t going to give you a choice but to say it before the two of you were done here.  “I’ll…. Be your good boy…” As you spoke, you brought your hand to her crotch, carefully gliding your fingers along the exposed portion of her thighs before reaching the bulge that was in her panties. “This… Is…”  “Oh? Do you want that? I thought you’d want a taste of my milk first. But, I suppose that’s another source that you can enjoy.~” Kafka couldn’t stop herself from giggling as she brought the hand that was still caressing your chin to your shoulder. “Be a good boy for Mommy and sit on your knees for me, okay? Just relax.~”  Listening to the orders that you were given, you nodded your head and carefully got down onto your knees. And it was at that moment that Kafka moved her hand once again, dragging it from your shoulder to your neck, grazing your jawline, and then pressing her palm firmly against the top of your head. It was also in this moment that you realized exactly where you were. Your hand was still pressed against the hardening bulge in those purple panties, and now your mouth was a short distance away from it as well.

“Such a good boy. You listen so easily. Maybe you’re a bit nervous, but I can promise this will be so much better once you properly relax.” Kafka playfully dragged her tongue along her lips before using her grip on your wrist to hook your thumb into her panties, making you pull them down for her. Only to expose that growing shaft. A blissful sound left her as her member was now exposed to the cool a/c of the room around you two. “That’s much better. Why don’t you tell me what you think?~”  Before you had a chance to answer her, Kafka did not hesitate to let go of your hand and warp her hand around the base of her shaft. Only to use her grip on the back of your head to pull you closer so that she could rest it against your lips. However, the moment that her cock met your skin, continuing to slowly harden and grow against your face, something seemed to click inside you. As if you realized that this woman wanted a toy and a pet. Not someone to fuck her, but someone that she could fuck.  And as soon as you opened your mouth to give her an answer, you were interrupted by her sliding the first few inches of her shaft into your mouth. “Be a good boy and use your tongue to answer me. That will do much more than any words you say ever could.”  At first, you weren’t entirely sure what to do. You had never been in this position before. You had imagined what it would be like a few times but had never actually been on your knees with a cock in your mouth. However, when your eyes drifted up to that magnificent body and you were able to see the gentle and waiting look in Kafka’s eyes, something told you that you had to do it. That you couldn’t bring yourself to disappoint her.

So, while you were hesitant at first, you did what she had told you to do and started to drag your tongue along her member. At first, you kept it simple and unsure, slowly licking her tip and flicking your tongue against the slit in her shaft. However, as she moaned above you, making the pleasure that you brought her all the more obvious to you. It was clear that she was trying to increase your confidence with every flick of your tongue. And she was doing exactly that as her grip on the back of your head tightened. You felt yourself growing more and more confident in your movements and the way you tended to her shaft.

After a few moments of your tongue toying with her shaft, Kafka used the grip on your head to drag you along her member. She was slow and precise with the way she moved you, making sure to guide you in this experience and not let you go in completely blind. “You’re doing such a good job for Mommy, dear. Keep moving that tongue for me. Put it to work.”

Of course, upon hearing her say that, you couldn’t stop yourself from doing what you were told. Hearing those moans leaving her lips, feeling her shaft throb against your lips and your tongue, and feeling that grip on the back of your head tighten just a little bit every now and again, you were confident that you were making her feel good. And as she threaded her fingers into your hair, everything seemed to reach its head. At least, that was until she had one of her hands on your head and stopped you in place, only the very tip of her member resting in your mouth. While the other hand rested against her stomach. “Tell me, dear. Would you like to be Mommy’s puppy?~”  Before giving you a chance to answer, Kafka snapped her fingers and some thin strands started to leave her hand. Those light purple strands started to wrap around your neck as she kept her hand in front of you, coiling over each other and suddenly tightening around your throat. Only to loosen up a little a moment later and then stay around your neck.  “Perfect.~”  Much to your surprise, Kafka stayed sill, allowing you a chance to bring your hand to your neck and feel what she had just wrapped around your neck. It was a bit thin, but those threads definitely formed a collar around your throat. And there was a metal tag hanging off of it as well. Of course, you were unable to see it in your position, but you could feel the letters printed onto the metal.

P-U-P-P-Y

It was at that moment that something clicked inside of you. Something deep in your core seemed to activate. And you were unable to deny the sudden arousal and lust that grew within you. You were unable to deny the premise of belonging to another person anymore. You were unable to fight off the sense of belonging and joy that that simple gesture brought to your soul.