They had been chastised, she supposed, by their caging. Mother missed them at night, but Willie insisted they be caged especially then, because they had been sneaking down to the kitchen at night and eating the raw poultry and drinking all the milk. Incorrigible, wild things, Mother thought, running her hand through Molly’s sleek fur. The catwoman smiled up at her in response, flashing her sharp incisors for a moment. Not that she blamed them. She had her own tendency to run wild, she knew, and needed a firm hand to keep her on the ground.
“Mother, a message.” Willie appeared silently at her side.
“Goodness, Willie!” Mother startled, her hand going to her throat. “I’m going to put a bell on you as well as the cats!”
He smirked, but didn’t respond. Instead, he held out a silver tray, a white card centered there, written with a fat, lazy scrawl. Mother knew it immediately.
“Well, we’ve been summoned, then,” she murmured, using a long fingernail to ease open the edge of the envelope. Her hands shook when she removed the thick card.
Join me tomorrow evening just after sundown. I have word of your husband and wish to discuss. Bring your two new charges.
That was all, but Mother had a sinking feeling. Word of Artan? How? The thought was both exciting and terrifying. Was he alive? Was he coming home? The last didn’t give her pause. Old King Cole liked to break in all of their charges at one point or another, and he had a penchant for redheads. For all things red, really-of course, he was married to the Queen of the Hearts, so it was no surprise. They were, after all, his charges really. She just trained them.
Mother looked up to see all of them, even a sleepy Jill lying nude by the fire, looking up at her expectantly. She put on a bright voice and face.
“We’ve been invited to see the King!”
Blue raised an eyebrow, but didn’t stop stroking Lucy, from tip to tail. She rubbed her face against his knees, his thighs, his crotch, purring loudly, the only one to ignore the announcement.
“He sold us to you,” Jill frowned, stretching, her pink tipped breasts flushed from the heat of the fire. “Why does he want to see us again?”
“He charged you to me,” Mother corrected, glancing at the note again. Word of your husband. She decided not to tell them that part, and slid the card back into the envelope. “I’m sure he just wants to see you’re doing well.”
“They’ve been broken in nicely, Mother,” Blue praised, his eyes moving over Jill’s lazy form as she snuggled against the boy cat.
“Yes,” she agreed, glancing over at Jack, still winding yarn. “They’re obedient enough, for the most part.” She stood, taking the card and tossing it into the fire. The
edges began to curl, and when she turned to dismiss Willie, she saw he was already gone. She smiled down at a perplexed and anxious looking Jill. “I’m sure he’ll be pleased with your progress.”
“Toby!” Jill gasped as the Tom’s paw moved between her legs. His erection, quite thick, long and definitely human, rose from a patch of white and orange fur between his legs. Mother smiled, watching the cat’s rough tongue sneak out to lick her hardening pink nipple.
“Good kitty,” Mother murmured, squatting down to stroke his fur, her hand moving to squeeze his erection, making him purr loudly. She truly loved seeing them give and receive pleasure-they were such hungry animals.
Jill looked up, her eyes questioning, and saw her answer in Mother’s face, giving into the pleasure as the boy cat rubbed his cock against her firm, young thigh. Mother stood, going back to her chair and swinging her leg over the side. Lucy was already going to work between Blue’s legs, her white-tipped tail rising high in the air as she sucked him. Mother could see the pink wetness of her slit glistening in the black fur, reminding her of her own pussy, her fingers reaching down to play.
“That’s it, beauties,” Mother sighed as her fingers moved over her clit, watching Toby turn Jill over onto her hands and knees, pulling her ass toward his thick length.
Blue moaned and fondled Lucy’s human breasts, tweaking her nipples and making the cat woman growl with pleasure. “Put on a good show for Mother.” Molly moved between Mother’s legs, her tongue moving over the woman’s exposed thighs, but Mother smiled, shaking her head. “Don’t neglect Jack, precious,” she directed, seeing the youth’s eyes jealously moving over Jill’s body in the firelight as Toby plunged his cock into her upturned pussy.
Obediently, Molly turned to Jack, reaching for his belt buckle, and he leaned back and let her straddle him as she worked to free his cock, which was already half-hard from the sights and sounds of sex filling the room. Her hand-paws worked Jack from base to tip, careful to keep her claws retracted, until he was moaning and writhing beneath her, grabbing her hips and trying to pull her into his crotch.
Mother watched this struggle for a moment, Molly teasing the youth, rubbing her slit against his length and then moving away, then her attention was distracted by Jill’s squeal of pleasure as Toby thrust himself deep into her from behind, his prehensile tail rubbing against her clit. She was climaxing-Mother knew the flushed, open-mouthed look of surprise on the girl’s face-grinding her hips back against the boy cat’s. His whiskers twitched, his eyes half closed in pleasure as the girl’s pussy spasmed around him.
Blue’s growl turned Mother’s attention in their direction, and she saw the big man lifting Lucy by the hips and sitting her down on his cock, impaling her, making her mew with delight. Mother saw the cat woman’s claws come out for a moment, hooking over the back of the chair, but she retracted them with a quick, guilty glance over her shoulder at Mother. Instead, she arched her back, pressing her breasts into Blue’s mouth, and he sucked greedily at her nipples as he began to fuck himself up into the soft, fur-covered pussy.
Mother felt Molly’s behind rubbing up against her thigh and she glanced down to see the cat woman sucking Jack now, her bottom rising, her tail moving up between Mother’s legs, nudging her fingers aside to rub at Mother’s aching clit. Mother moaned softly, using one hand to tweak her own hardening nipples, the other to pet Molly’s exposed behind, her pussy glistening, her little asshole winking under the rise of her tail.
“Oh god, your tongue!” Jack groaned, his eyes rolling back and he thrust up into the soft and rough of the cat girl’s mouth.
“Ooooo!” Jill squealed again as the young tomcat twisted them around, Jill on top this time, her mouth hovering over his hard, wet cock as the feline’s tongue probed between the girl’s red pubic curls. “Oh! So rough! Oh god!” Jack moaned in agreement, and Mother watched, delighted, her fingers moving deep into Molly’s puss, letting the cat woman fuck her back and spreading herself wider for the probe of the tail rubbing soft but quick against her clit.
“Oh fuck!” Blue groaned as the Lucy rocked forward, just at the moment of his climax, his cock slipping out of her pink, wet hole, a stark contrast against her black fur, his cum shooting hot, white ropes across her behind. It landed wetly against the rounded fur of her ass, dripping down toward the pink of her pussy, but Lucy wasn’t done. With a deep, rumbling growl, she stood on the arms of the chair, using her claws to steady herself-not minding anymore, not thinking-and gave him her pussy, pressing it into his face. Blue’s hand squeezed his still exploding cock as she ground her flesh into his mouth, mewling with pleasure as she came, her head thrown back, whiskers twitching, green-slitted eyes glittering in the firelight.