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A Husband's Response

Part 2

For Catsithx

By Draconicon

Niria groaned as the married couple drove away, the Harah waiting until they were completely out of sight before shaking her head and leaning back against the door. The frustrated heat between her legs had almost gotten the better of her while showing off the house, and if that had happened, the whole sale could have gone tits up.

And yet, despite that, it was taking more willpower than she wanted to admit to keep from reaching under her skirt and rubbing herself right then and there. The fact that she had been without her favorite relief for over a month now was on the verge of driving her crazy. One little touch might have been enough to get her squirting into her panties, and her nipples were hard enough to feel the fabric of her bra pressing against them.

Mmmph...Sophia, why aren't you answering my calls...

The Harah reached into her purse, pulling out her phone. No texts, nothing that might have shown that the kobold woman had gotten any of her messages, but that was normal. They didn't talk much outside of the sessions and the few times that she had invited the kobold over for dinner with her and Simon, but she expected some sort of communication. That last session had been so good, too; she'd never imagined that she could fit a fist between her legs, even one that was smaller like that.

She wanted more. She needed more. But without Sophia around...

She groaned, putting the phone back in her purse and setting off down the sidewalk. Thankfully, the house wasn't that far from her own; she could reach it in a half hour or so, just making her way along.

Niria did her best to distract herself from the steady throb between her legs and the slight 'hooked' feeling that she'd been noticing for the last hour. It had started as a dull rubbing feeling right against her clit, but the longer that she ignored it, the more intense that it had gotten. Twice, she'd stumbled while showing off the house to the new buyers, and it was only through a couple of fake chuckles - the rest of the realty office would have been proud - that she had been able to keep them off the scent. They'd been concerned, but more eager to see the house.

Now, without anything to talk to, she was feeling it all the more. It pulled at her, almost like a finger inside of her pussy dragging her back home, and she didn't understand why. All she knew was that it was there, persistent and persuasive.

A normal woman would have considered her husband an option for the sort of pleasure that she wanted, but she had been with Simon for a while now. Years, for that matter, and she knew what he was like. Stable, functional, vanilla...and dull. Too dull for her tastes, to the point where he found 'doggy-style' adventurous. The sheer lack of stimulation had made that drunken night with Sophia something glorious.

And something to hold over her head, besides. The other woman didn't want it to get out that she used to be a professional dom, so as long as Niria had that little detail in hand, she could force another session whenever she wanted.

Or so she'd thought. A month of nothing, and she hadn't pulled the trigger on revealing that secret. She didn't know why; it would have been simple enough to just expose the kobold to their mutual friends as revenge. Yet, if she did, she knew that she'd be killing off the only person that would be willing to give her that pleasure. She'd never be able to put it back in the bag and try it again some other time.

It was a tool that could only be used once, and it pained her that she hadn't used it, and that it hadn't worked the way that it was supposed to.

"Grrrrrr..."

Her long, fluffy tail swayed back and forth behind her like a whip, her hand on the shoulder strap of her purse and the other cupped around her waist. The click-click of her heels against the sidewalk was loud enough to crackle in her ears, and she shook her head as she tried to focus on that instead of the constant clenching between her legs.

It didn't really work.

As her juices filled her panties, reminding her how long it had been since she'd cum to anything but her own fingers - and then only in ways that were very dissatisfactory - she imagined having Sophia around again. Just for a night. One more, to get the pleasure she needed.

She sighed...only to blink as she saw a familiar figure just ahead.

The gray-blue kobold was just stepping out of her house, two bundles tucked under her arm. Her familiar stone-marked tail swished back and forth behind her, and she was too busy locking her door to see the Harah coming up. Niria hustled forward, catching up with her friend and captive dom as she reached the sidewalk.

"There you are," Niria said, shaking her head as she fell in step beside the other woman. "Where have you been? Why aren't you answering my calls?"

"I've been busy; sorry about that," the kobold said.

"Busy? Busy enough to forget about our little arrangement?"

"No, no, just...just a little bit more busy than I'd like to admit. And I'm heading to your place now -"

"Excellent."

She hooked her arm around the kobold's, holding her close and dragging her along at a slightly faster clip than they had been moving just a moment ago. Was she going too fast? Perhaps, but that didn't matter to her at the moment. What mattered was getting what she needed, what she'd been denying herself for far too long. This...this was going to be a good night.

"I don't suppose you've had some new ideas for scenes," Niria asked. "I enjoyed the last few, but it's been far too long."

"I have a few ideas. I have been getting some...inspiration."

"Oh, really? Some old clients get in touch with you?"

"No, just - why are you talking about this in public?"

She honestly didn't know; the idea of someone else finding out that she was sleeping with a woman - a married woman sleeping with a former professional, if one was honest - was something that would have labeled her quite the scandalous figure. She wouldn't have talked about their arrangement this openly by text, let alone as they walked down the sidewalk, but something had possessed her and refused to let her go. The slight slick feeling along her thighs only encouraged her as they walked along.

"I want to know what we're doing, dear."

"I...well, it's a surprise," Sophia said.

"A surprise? Oh, dear, that doesn't bode well for you."

"You should worry more about yourself. If you want something extreme, you're going to get it. I promise you that much."

For a moment, Niria almost thought that she heard something almost like a warning tone in the other woman's voice. She couldn't think of what Sophia could be warning her about, though; she was the one in charge. Simon didn't know what was going on, and the other woman surely wouldn't go to her husband about anything. The whole matter was between them, and the pleasure that they could give each other.

She almost reached down to squeeze that soft, scaly rump through the short skirt that Sophia was wearing, but managed to stop herself. Horny or not, they were still in public, and there still was a thing like going too far.

"I heard that you have been getting more in touch with your nudist side," she said. "Walking around your care in the buff...what brought that on?"

"A very stupid decision."

"What, the being naked?"

"The thing that led to being naked," Sophia said, shaking her head. "That said...it's not a bad feeling. Maybe I can convince you to give it a try. I'm sure that someone that wants to be this naughty wouldn't mind being made to strip and walk around the back yard, or even the front yard after enough work."

The idea was enough to send a shiver down her spine. The very idea of someone like her being stripped to the buff and parading herself around like some harlot was more than enough to get her face burning red. At the same time, she couldn't deny that it sent a certain thrill to her lower regions, and her pussy clenched at nothing. Her tail rose slightly before she could stop it, and she reached back to push it back down before it could lift the back of her skirt.

Sophia chuckled. Niria grumbled.

"It means nothing. I merely find the idea entertaining. I doubt that we could ever get a scene like that to really work between us."

"You'd be surprised." Sophia shook her head. "But still, sorry that I haven't answered for the last few weeks. I've been really busy with all kinds of work, and your husband has been around a lot more of late."

"Yes...Simon has been rather...irritating about that."

She wasn't sure what had happened. Formerly, he'd been so regular with his presence and his absence. She'd known exactly when he'd be in the office and exactly when he'd be at home. But in the last month, something had changed. He'd been assigned to a 'work from home' shift, and that meant that he was constantly in and out of the home office, and there was no chance for her to have Sophia over all to herself. She wanted to have that relief, that scandalous pleasure, but no. He was there, and that meant that her little scheme was harder to carry off.

The few times that she'd considered going to him, she shot it down herself. He might have been available, but she knew what it would be. Sex with the lights on, her in a pair of stockings, and her tail flicked up as he fucked her pussy from behind, if she was lucky. She had always been the proper woman for him, always allowing him to do that, but she had always hoped that he'd take it further.

He never did. It was dull, and she wasn't going to waste her time with dull.

But she had time now. Not much, but some.

They reached the front door of her house, and she pulled her 'dom' toward the front door. The shorter kobold hissed softly, but didn't complain, and that feeling, that slow pulling between her legs, only grew stronger.

She put that feeling out of her mind, as much as she could, and just focused on the other woman. The last time they'd done this, she'd cum four times in an hour. Four times from grinding, touching, fingering, toys, strap-ons. The list just went on and on, and she could only imagine what sort of pleasure she'd get this time. If Sophia had been planning for a month, then this scene could be nothing short of amazing.

"Mmm, tell me what we're doing," Niria demanded as she shut the door. "I need to know."

"It'll wait until we're in the bedroom."

"Hmmph. That's just teasing..."

Any further begging was muffled as she started undressing. For a split second, Niria was rather confused as her hands reached down to the base of her shirt, undoing the buttons and working her way up, but the confusion melted away with an odd warmth that fuzzed over her thoughts. Even the awareness of the warmth faded, replaced with a shrugging confidence as she undid the various buttons of her blouse.

Of course she was stripping down now that she was home. There was no issue with her audience; Sophia had seen her naked quite a few times by now, and it was more than worth the whole moment of slight embarrassment to be naked again. And besides, she didn't wear professional clothes at home. If she wore anything -

If I wore anything...

The momentary confusion faded away, replaced with a mental image of her only required clothing. Yes, the maid dress. That was all she needed. A maid dress and the stockings that went with it was all that she needed to feel good.

Her blouse fell, then her bra. She took a moment to feel up her breasts, rubbing against her nipples with her thumbs, only to feel Sophia take her by the wrists and pull her hands down.

"Not yet," the kobold said, her voice just firm enough to feel like a dom again. "Later."

"Mmm, if you say so, Mistress."

"I do. Now, do it."

"Mmm..."

She continued stripping down, not even thinking about why. Surely, there might have been some good reason needed to take her clothes off right there in the entryway of the house, right in front of the windows where a passing neighbor might see her tits or her ass, but the Harah didn't care. All that mattered was getting naked, following that rule -

What rule?

The rule that meant that she didn't wear anything but a maid outfit at home, of course. There was no need to think about it. At home, she didn't wear anything but a maid outfit, and sometimes, she didn't even wear that.

The thought came from nowhere, but it fit with what she knew reality to be...or...

No, it was the truth, and that was all that mattered. She had to get naked and show off her body to her mistress, to get into the maid outfit and serve. That was all that she had to do.

So, her panties hit the ground, and she posed with her arms out to the sides, showing off her full body from the front. Her legs parted just enough as she pushed her hips forward to show off her sex, making it clear how wet she was, how horned up she'd gotten in the month since she'd last seen her kobold mistress. Niria reached down, rubbing both hands along her thighs, fighting the urge to start rubbing along her pussy lips. The need down there was running so hot, and she could all but taste the impending pleasure that was waiting for her.

But not yet.

Not yet.

"Outfit, girl," Sophia said, reaching into the closet by the door and pulling out a hanger with the dress hanging from it. "Put it on."

"Mmm, that's going to look good on me."

"Yes...yes, it will."

Again, a strange note of warning, almost resignation, but the sound was there and gone almost instantly. She didn't know what it could have meant, nor did she care anymore. All that mattered was the pleasure of getting used by her mistress again after so long missing it. She moaned as she took the lacy thing, running her fingers along the satin fabric as she slid it free.

"Mmm..."

It was soft and servile, something that she herself was most definitely not, but at that moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was the fantasy. She didn't even bother looking for a bra to put on under it; instead, she just pulled herself into the dress, reaching over her shoulders as soon as it was on to start working the twist-ties in the back together.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm."

It was a strangely constricting sort of garment, one that squeezed around her middle almost like a corset and made her breasts and hips feel all the more prominent as a result. The floor-length mirror by the front door made her look as if her breasts were fit to burst from her dress at any moment, the lace barely covering the middle of her nipples, let alone the slight darker color further up along her breasts. She blushed to see herself like that, but at the same time, some part of her was surprisingly satisfied to see the almost whorish maid look that she'd taken on.

"This...this..."

"That's you," Sophia said, moving behind her and squeezing her around the middle. "A slutty little maid that needs to be put in her place."

"Mmmph...it's a good look..."

A good reality.

A good reality.

What you really are.

What she really was.

Niria shivered as she pressed her thighs together, groaning under her breath as she started rolling her hips back, only for Sophia to step out of the way. She would have fallen flat on her face if she hadn't backed her ass right into the wall, thumping into place with a grunt and a huff.

"Not here," the kobold said. "Like I said, no fantasy until we get to the bedroom."

"That's not fair. You made me wait for a whole month. Do you know how riled up that's gotten me?"

"It's going to be worth it."

"Mmmph. It better be. I just stripped...stripped in front of..."

The reality of the situation was hitting her a little harder, her cheeks burning red for a split-second. She had just gotten naked where any neighbor could have seen her. She'd had her ass to the window, all but pressing it flat against the glass for everyone to see. There was no chance that it had gone completely unnoticed, and then she'd stood up with her breasts bare, all but fondling them.

Then the moment passed, and her general need took over again. Panty-less, she slowly bent down, pulling her stockings on, dragging them past her ankles and up to her lower thighs, her breath coming faster and harsher as she imagined what might happen to her when she got to the bedroom. The various fantasies that she'd had over the month, fantasies that her husband never would have wanted anything to do with, were swirling around her mind and begging to be touched, used, indulged.

I never...never wanted to be...

But it seemed she did. Just the potential of being brought low, owned, broken in by her mistress again was sending shivers down her spine. She'd known that she was willing to do some perverse things for those that were willing to push for it, but she'd never thought that she'd fall so far as she had. The idea of sex with another woman had never crossed her mind before, but this was intensely pleasurable. Being used, commanded, controlled by someone else was something even more so.

What is wrong with...

There was no answer to what was wrong with her. All that mattered, really, was how far she was willing to go, and how much she needed to keep going. Basic submission didn't matter anymore, didn't do enough for her. She needed the more extreme stuff, or she'd just lose her mind, going for stupider things and greater risks.

Just one more...just one more...

It was what she'd told herself every time. Just one more, and she'd have scratched her itch enough to talk to Simon. One more time, and she wouldn't need something that extreme again. One more, and she would be back to normal, and nothing else would need to happen.

She was lying. She knew she was lying. And she honestly didn't care.

Sophia took her by the hand and led her through the house. The feeling of being panty-less beneath her skirt was a new one, and she immediately resolved to start thinking of ways that she could get away with that during her day job. It'd be hot to be completely exposed down there, to feel slutty, and to - yes, yes, even touch herself when there was nobody looking. Her body was heating up, her hooves tapping against the floor in excitement as she picked up the pace, following her mistress.

So many possibilities. If only Simon wasn't so boring. If only he just took control. If only -

Her thoughts came to an abrupt end as she rounded the corner, turning into the bedroom to find the black and white cat waiting for them at the foot of the bed. He had one leg crossed over the other, and he was completely naked, his cock laying over one thigh as he looked at her and her mistress.

"I brought her, master," Sophia said.

"Master?" Niria whispered, almost as if her mind was calling her husband by the same thing. "What...what's going..."

"You were the one that broke the rules, dear."

"Simon -"

"No, you had it right the first time."

He looked so...different, so much more authoritative than he had ever seemed before. The fact that he was naked in front of someone else besides her was something new, and she didn't know what had happened to him to make him okay with it. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked him up and down, and then -

Then their eyes met. He stared, and she went slack-jawed, her mind fuzzing over. Only his voice remained, and it told her what to do.

#

"Get over here. And you. Get my cock wet."

Simon had gotten more used to speaking more 'vulgarly' during the last month, just as Sophia had gotten more used to playing with cock and being a submissive bitch for him. They'd been working together, him learning what Niria really wanted, and her learning what it meant to be a good little bitch for someone that could take all her choices away from her. It had been a beneficial relationship, for the most part.

As the kobold fell to her knees, all but crawling to him in an effort to get his cock good and wet for the breeding that was about to take place, he grabbed his wife by the tail and pulled her closer. She stood in front of him, her legs spreading as his gradual conditioning commanded her to do, and she shivered as soon as he shoved two fingers inside of her.

Wet. Even wetter than commanded.

If he had needed anything to know that he had made the right decision, that told him right then and there. Whatever she had pretended to want before was nothing before the truth that her body was telling him. She needed to be controlled, commanded, dominated, and if that meant giving up every bit of dignity that she had left, then that would be the cost. His wife would pay it, and he would collect the prize.

"Mmm..."

As Sophia moaned from his cock going down her throat, his wife moaned from his fingers plunging in and out of her pussy. The middle and ring finger pounded into her, his palm slapping against her sex again and again. Her legs shook as her skirt started to stick in place, rubbing against her time and time again, and her moans grew louder. Any intelligible sounds were long gone.

"That's what you wanted, isn't it? To be just a little bitch. Someone's slut. No more intelligent little woman in the house, just a horny, needy little slut?"

"Mmmph...m-master..."

He had seized hold of her mind day by day. Starting with a simple little pull to her sex when she reached the end of her day, he'd upgraded the hypnosis one thing after another, giving her different feelings, different needs. Starting with sucking him off before going to work, then getting naked around the house more or less constantly - not even noticing when Sophia had come by for dinner that they'd both been naked - and then getting her used to wearing a maid outfit. It was all part of the game, part of the learning that he had gone through, and more than that, a way to offer her a chance to earn her way out.

She could have, after all. She could have come out and talked to him. Any time during the last month, he would have been willing to hear what she had to say, to let her beg for the chance to be free and talk to him about what she needed. If she had ever bothered to be honest with him rather than going with her assumption that he was 'too boring' for her, then he would have at least gone with that. He could have talked with her, even persuaded her to let him show her what he could do...

But she'd just continued with her belief in her own superiority and what she needed, rather than what she already had. It didn't matter, and now...now, she would learn what it meant to hold back from him.

Clap, clap, clap went his hand between her legs as he finger-fucked her, the wet sounds of his palm smacking against her sex echoed with the wet slurps that came from Sophia as the kobold desperately sucked him off. Up, down, up, down, always straining for more until he was hard as a rock. He could feel her drool running down his cock to his balls, soaking both of them in the process, and he could feel that Niria was getting near an orgasm of her own.

"Is that what you wanted, hmm? To be just pushed to the edge? To know that you're nothing but a maid-slut for me?"

"Mmmph, m-master, I'll be a good maid slut, good maid slut for you...please...please let me -"

"Get on the bed."

He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and she almost stumbled over right then and there. He wiped his hands down, nudging her to keep moving, and she did. All the way to the bed, all the way to the edge of it before tottering forward. She landed on her hands and knees, her tail up and her ass and pussy exposed.

"Mmmph...mmmph...mmmph..."

She lowered her head as Sophia kept sucking him off. The feeling of the kobold's lips moving up and down his cock had become a familiar sensation as the days had gone on. He had fucked her face more than once, and her pussy regularly. Even her ass, once or twice, though he had always preferred the other hole. It was wetter, more sensual for him, and that was part of the fun.

But seeing Niria like that, no longer haughty, wetter than she had ever been for him in the past, was a greater attraction. He pulled his cock from the kobold's mouth, turning around and walking right up behind her. The height was perfect; his cock slid forward and into her pussy in one smooth motion, popping inside and going deep.

"Mmmph..."

She moaned happily, her back arching and her breasts grinding against the bed in the same motion. She rolled her hips back against his cock, sliding it deeper, working his shaft right into her depths at the same time. In, in, in, right down to his balls before she slowed down and looked over her shoulder.

"M-master..."

"I'm going to take you."

"Mmmph, yes..."

"I'm going to show you..."

"Please...please..."

"Whose pleasure matters."

He grabbed her hips with one hand and her hair with the other. Not hard, but enough to pull her back. She gasped, her head tilted back as he pulled her hair while ramming in, keeping her pinned in place and using it almost like a leash to keep her under control.

Smack, smack, smack went his hips as he pounded in, each thrust smacking off her soft rump and reminding her what she was. What she had become, what she really wanted to be. A whore for him, a maid that was responsible for pleasure rather than cleaning. That was what she was, and her soft stockings, her black skirt, the fancy clothes on her were just one more thing that added to the naughty, nasty thing that she had become.

In, out, in, out, feeling the warmth of her sex clenching around him, the heat difference between the outside and inside even more prominent than it had been with Sophia. She was wanton, needy, almost in heat for what he was doing to her.

That was a sexy thought. That was a very sexy thought.

He leaned over her, plunging in faster, harder, deeper with each thrust. He groaned under his breath, leaning forward and growling into her neck as he held her down against the bed. Her surrender was nearly complete.

"My pleasure...before yours..."

"Yours...before...mine..."

"I am your master."

"You are...my master..."

"Beg me to cum in you."

She moaned then, her insides clenching down, but his power kept her from cumming. He'd seen the way that she had acted with Sophia. She had thought that she'd been the one submitting, but no. She'd been the one getting what she wanted, playing the other woman to get used. That wasn't what the relationship was going to be this time around. This time, they were going to get this done...properly. He was going to push her right down into that horny, subby place where she prioritized him rather than the other way around.

"Please...please..."

"Say it."

"Nnngh..."

"Say it!"

"Cum in me, master! Cum in me! Fill me up!"

It was just what he needed her to say. He groaned as he rammed in up to the hilt, his cock throbbing hard as it hit its limit. His balls rose up, his cock twitched, and he started cumming, flooding her. Pulse after pulse shot out of his cock, the slime streaking around his shaft and running past her sex even as he shot it so deep that he knew that it would reach her womb, her eggs.

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

"Oh, master...master!"

She was close, he knew, waiting for his permission to go over the edge. It would be so easy to tell her that she'd have to wait, that she'd have to hold back until he was ready for her to get off. He chuckled to himself, considering just that as he held his cock inside of her cum-filled pussy. The bubbling feeling of his seed inside of her was a pleasant sensation, even as some of it started to ooze out onto his balls.

Denial...or pleasure...

It was tempting, but he eventually decided to give her pleasure. She deserved that much, for finally breaking. Perhaps, later, he would experiment with something else...

#

Three months later, and Simon's life had changed drastically. He was on full-time work from home rotation, and he had two maids that were constantly seeing to every sexual need that he had. Sophia had come into the group, selling her house and making her resources theirs. Sometimes, she and Niria would do a show online, putting themselves on the net to earn a little more in the way of income, but more often, they were in his bedroom, putting themselves to use pleasing him.

That wasn't to say that he hadn't had some surprises, though. Niria returned from her brief visit to the toilet down the hall, and as she had also been spending some time showering, he could see that there had been...well, a significant change. Her belly had swollen out slightly, and it explained the more constant trips to the bathroom, as well.

I should have worn a condom, he thought. What am I going to do with children?

It wasn't what he had wanted, but at the very least, he had a few months to figure out how he was going to fix this. He didn't know what he would end up doing - adoption, perhaps - but he would figure it out, eventually.

As Niria returned, her tail soaked and smaller-looking than usual as a result, Sophia stood up to take her place. The scaly maid walked down the hall to the bathroom while his wife knelt at his side. Naked, soft, smooth, she nonetheless looked up at him with hypnotic adoration in her eyes.

It wasn't quite love, but it was close enough, and he would make that work so long as he had to.

The End

Summary: Simon, a black cat with some hypnotic ability, continues to fuck with his wife and her other lover.

Tags: M/F, M/F/F, F/F, Humiliation, Nudity, Surprise, Shock, Stripping, Maid Outfit, Fetish, Vaginal, Oral, Fingering, Wet, Orgasm, Cum, Series, Cat, Harah, Kobold,