Kaliopi’s Pet
Kaliopi's Pet (Part 1)
By jd
Stone walls do not a prison make, and though many a prison is made of stone walls, or concrete, others consist of steel cages. Yet still, the worst prisons that exist are of the form young Trender found himself in. They are the prisons of the mind. With walls built of fear, and doors of doubt. The young buck rabbit never intended to create his prison. It was in his quest for freedom, fleeing the bullying of other males in the warren, when his dungeon was created.
Kaliopi for her part was the most pleasant of keepers. The shapely catgirl was absolutely beautiful. And she had techniques that would bring out pleasures he would never have experienced with any of the does who lived in the warren. It was the prospect of being her dinner on any given day that hung above his head as the sword of Damocles.
Waking every morning, before she did with his head cradled in her ample breast, he felt her softness next to him. As he lay there in the morning stillness thoughts of escape invaded his mind, mixed with visions of being caught and punished; followed by thoughts of staying and being eaten, with the inevitable ensuing of a total sense of hopelessness.
Her pleasures were so wonderful, that he actually feared being without her as much as he feared staying with her. His quandary caused him to shudder in frustration once again. How long would this go on? He almost longed for her to eat him and get it over with.
He slowly got out of the bed, so as not to disturb her, to begin doing his morning duties. She did not like disarray in her home when she awoke, and would be quick to vent her displeasure on him. Finishing the morning routine he sat in the corner and awaited her waking up. When she rose, she looked the place over and then smiled at him. She walked over to where he was sitting, picked him up and hugged him close. Nuzzling him she said, "You have done very well this morning. I am very happy with you." Then she kissed him softly before putting him down.
"I am so hungry this morning," she said. "I think I'm in the mood for nestlings this morning. What do you think?"
He looked at her but said nothing.
She looked directly at him and smiled. "I asked you, do you think I should have some nestlings?"
He wanted to answer, but he could not bring himself to condemn another member of his warren.
She licked her lips and moved over to him. Lifting him she placed a claw at his throat and said, "I want an answer, do you think I should have nestlings?"
"I think you shall have whatever you want, dear lady." he answered quietly.
She smiled again and put him down, "You are absolutely right, I shall have whatever I want."
Released, he crawled over to a corner where he tried to avoid her stare.
When she finally left to do her hunting he relaxed sitting in his corner feeling sorry for himself.
Kaliopi couldn't understand her feelings. The rabbit was food. Nothing more. Yet she knew there was no possible way she could eat him. In fact she began to realize that she was quite fond of him. She realized that it was her fondness for him that caused her to mistreat him. She shook her head to forget the nonsense and concentrated on catching some young tender bunnies. She could almost taste the bunny fat even now.
Kaliopi padded her way into the clearing before the oak tree. On the other side of the oak was her warren. She considered it her warren, because it was there that she got her food. She protected it from other predators, and she made sure only to eat males, so the females would be available to breed. She also saw to it that the vegetation around it was undisturbed by larger herbivores.
There were several groups of bunnies playing around the warren. Daylight was considered safe from predators; in fact she hated to hunt in daylight, but it was the best time to catch the nestlings. They only came out in the day and they were seldom able to resist her charms. She carefully selected a group of three playing with a ball at the far end of the clearing.
Kaliopi sat under a tree where she could observe the three and pulled out a brush and began working it through her long blonde hair while singing a light melody. Before too long the three nestling bunnies made their way over to see where the singing was coming from. As they drew near she continued what she was doing, paying them no mind.
The aroma of each of the approaching bunnies gave her a heady feeling. She had selected right. They were all males. She preferred never to take a female, as the numbers in the warren could be badly affected by taking even one. And she wanted to be sure her warren remained large.
It was when one of them accidentally brushed against her that she finally took notice of them. "Well, what have we here?" She said to them. "My, but three brave travelers in the forest. No, no don't be shy, come on up in Kaliopi's lap. Yes, you are soft and warm, and so am I. Come on, it's okay."
The three all scrambled up into her lap where she began to stroke them gently and sing her seductive song again. It took nearly half an hour, but her soft warmth and gentle singing eventually put them all to sleep. Seeing that they had fallen asleep, Kaliopi gently placed them in her bag and carried them home.
When she dumped the three nestlings out on the floor, they were no longer asleep. They huddled against a wall away from her and looked at her wondering what she wanted. She turned her attention to Trender and picked him up. She kissed him full and then threw him onto the bed. "I'll be dealing with you later, but I want you to watch me now," she said smiling. "I am the most important thing in your life, isn't that right"
He nodded slowly.
"That's right. Now pay attention," she snapped.
She turned back to her three prizes and said, "This is my home, and I'm so happy you could come here with me. Would you like to play a game?"
They all stared confused at her. Then one stepped forward shyly walking up to her saying, "Please, I want to go home now."
She picked him up and said, "You are home, you're home with me." And she quickly placed his head in her mouth and bit down solidly holding him fast. Kaliopi began to swallow the nestling working him into her throat until only his kicking legs and feet were visible. She slowly pushed the legs into her mouth and swallowed, leaving nothing of the bunny but her smile.
"Mmmmmmrrrr! I love the taste of bunny," she said. "Oh yes, you two are going to please me too," she said to the two young rabbits that were now huddling by the wall. "Who wants to be next into Kaliopi's belly?" She asked them. Hearing no answer she reached for the nearest one.
"No, please miss, don't hurt me, I don't want to be eaten. Ple...."
Her open mouth taking his head into her was his answer.
The last one had gone into an almost panic but he came over when she asked him to, simply walking up to her and allowing her to devour him without a struggle. When she finished the third one, she rubbed her stomach and moaned in pleasure turning to her slave in the bed.
"Now it is your turn to please me," she said. "I think it would be prudent of you to remember that they weren't enough. I'll have to hunt later today. Or, you will see to it that I don't have to hunt. Your choice."
As she lay next to him on the bed he reached a hand to her shakily to fondle her breast. She clamped her jaws softly on his wrist, then released him and smiled. "You are nervous, why?" she asked him.
"Please mistress, I will do my best to please you. You need not remind me of what you will do with me. I will try to keep you pleased for one more day, if that is all I shall get. I want to please you even if you don't threaten me." He buried his head in her ample bosom then asked, "Why do you torment me so?"
Kaliopi wanted to know the answer to that herself. She wanted to be gentle and tender with him. She wanted to caress and cuddle with him. She wanted him to love her, not be afraid of her. The three young bunnies had been more than enough to fill her and their bunny fat would satisfied her needs quite well. She had no desire to feed again today. So why did she have to terrify him? She held him and gently caressed his back as he cried. Why couldn't she simply love her bunny and let him be her mate?
She brought his face to meet hers and gently kissed him as she caressed him and hugged him close. Only after he reached for her breast again, did she place a hand down to begin massaging his bunnyhood. She was rewarded with the feeling of his firm member in her hand as she continued to kiss him gently and feel stirrings from his hand on her breast.
She always enjoyed the feeling of his member responding to her hand, it gave her a feeling of power over him. She also enjoyed when he devoted himself to pleasing her. It allowed her to surrender to her passions with him and feel the pleasure shoot through her body as his gentle ways brought her to climax. Other catfolk were always so rough, yet he was soft and temperate with her. She was confused how his gentleness could elicit the same passions within her then adding the feeling of serenity in the afterglow that followed his ministrations.
Was that why she loved this little bunny? Was that why she was unable to bring herself to eat him? The very thought that she might love him angered her. She didn't want to love him. She wanted to use him and when she was done with him eat him like the food that he is. She hugged him close and kissed him again. Holding him she couldn't restrain the thought that she wanted him to love her back. She wanted him to willingly please her out of desire for her, not fear. Within herself she, too, softly cried. What did she really want?
Her sex was now wet with anticipation from his manipulations upon her breast. Looking at him the warring feelings toward the bunny were developing into a desire to love him totally. She wanted to envelope him with her love and caring, all the while a small still voice within her loathed the concept. She looked into his tear filled eyes and said softly, "Will you lick my sex please?" He nodded moving his head down between her legs. She instantly shuddered as his soft tongue came in contact with her clitoris.
She moaned and pressed her legs together around his head as he started to lick her in earnest. His small-rough tongue worked itself against the top of her vaginal opening, eliciting the flowing of her juices down around his chin. She arched her back in pleasure as her hips rotated rhythmically to meet the motions of his tongue. Feeling the abandon he generated within her she released her inhibitions and exploded with pleasure screaming out her climax.
Breathless, she looked down at his hopeful face and said, "Come up here, now, my little bunny, It is my turn to please you."
He moved up her chest slowly and she grabbed him and kissed him full before he could get all the way up to where she had motioned. She rolled over on top of him and kissed him again. She licked his chest lovingly realizing that his flavor was stirring her sex and not her stomach. She worked her tongue down to his now throbbing member and began to work her moist soft lips around his shaft as she circled the tip with her tongue.
As his bunny hips reacted instinctively to her actions, she moved her head faster to meet his desire, licking his head almost hungrily. She would move her lips all the way down to the scrotum and up to the head again. When his climax expelled his warm sweet bunnycum into her mouth she sucked hard to lap every drop into her waiting belly. She continued to lick at his member and summoned another eruption of his delicious seed. The taste of him served only to increase her desire to have him in her sex, not her stomach. She softly began to minister his bunnyhood to make it firm again.
She rolled over onto her back and lifted him onto her chest. She kissed him long and hard. She then said, "Love me, little one. Love me now." And lowered him where his member could meet her sex. Feeling the heady pleasure of his warm member entering her waiting vagina she squeezed him against her belly full of the nestling rabbits. She arched herself and motioned her hips as he pumped rabbit fashion into her desire. With each stroke new pleasures erupted within her. When she climaxed her claws dug into his soft back and she let out a scream while clamping her legs around his frail rabbit body.
She allowed him to reach his own climax before she pulled him up to kiss him again. Then, in the afterglow of her climax, she cuddled him gently against her breasts and they both fell asleep. Later she woke up and looked at his still sleeping form. She loved him. She wanted him to love her. But she did not know how to express that to him. He would always fear that he would be food to her, and he would want to get away. She had to use that fear to keep him with her. She did not want him to ever leave her. She gently caressed his head between his ears and cooed at him as he slept.
No, there was no way she could ever eat this little one. No matter how tasty and filling he would be.
(End Part 1 -- 2,465 words)
Kaliopi's Pet (part 2)
By jd
Kaliopi awoke with a start as she felt her partner turn and nuzzle himself into her chest. She could see the advancing light of the new morning as she lay in the still quiet looking at the small bunny that slept with her. His face looked so trusting in the morning glow as he slept. She especially enjoyed having awakened before him this morning; she so seldom did, and being able to hold him while he was relaxed.
A small despair flashed in the pit of her stomach as the question ran through her mind unbidden 'How could she gain this kind of trust in his waking hours.' She gently kissed his forehead and cuddled him closer to her breasts as he slept. 'More important still, how could she bring herself to overcome her own fears that he would leave, and treat him kindly?'
Holding him close, she hummed to him, as he slept in her arms, and nuzzled him. More than anything she wanted her little bunny to trust her. She knew it would be difficult to win the trust of a slave who knew her to be a catgirl with a voracious appetite for rabbits. But he had won her heart some time ago and she wanted his heart in return. She kissed him again and got out of her bed to engage in her daily hunt. Only today she didn't want just any rabbit. She wanted one rabbit in particular.
She remembered Trender telling her about the older male rabbit that made him flee the warren before she caught him. Recounting that thought, she considered it lucky that she had been well sated when she caught him that day. Feeling her fullness she decided rather than eat him she could use him as a sex slave for the time being and she could eat him later. But he'd been so good at pleasing her she'd decided that instead of eating him, she'd keep him. There were always plenty of rabbits at the warren to eat on any given day. Today, however, she wasn't going to settle for the young, infirm, or outcast. She wanted one rabbit in particular, Brandywine.
Perhaps she could show her little pet how much she cared for him by bringing in the one who treated him so badly and let him watch her make a meal of him. She would enjoy that. Just the thought of a muscular buck for dinner started her mouth watering. She licked her lips deliciously as she neared her stalking territory around the warren. The morning was fully engaged when she started searching for Brandywine. She realized very soon why it was she had never run into him before. He was not only a bully; he was a coward. He stayed close within the confines of the warren, near the entrance; he strayed afield very little.
She overlooked many opportunities to take young nestlings or other foolish youngsters. She continued to stalk the feeding areas of the warren looking closely at the virile males as she worked the edges of the clearing.
She ruled out two strong males by careful observation and listening to conversation. It was well past mid-day, when she had almost given up and was ready to simply hunt for any dinner when she finally found him. He was in the process of taking a cowslip plant from another male rabbit when the commotion drew her attention.
The victim was protesting, "Brandywine, why do you always take other rabbits cowslip, why don't you ever find your own?"
A backhanded paw answered the protestor who slinked away, glaring back once or twice.
'What a specimen,' she thought to herself. Her attention couldn't help being drawn to his large meaty thighs. He had well-developed forepaws, and his ribs were covered with thick luscious meat as well. It took much of her control to avoid darting out after him immediately. Oh yes, he would make a fine meal. She could taste the tender flesh already. While she usually preferred to swallow her prey whole, he was just too luscious to do that with. She'd enjoy is flesh the old fashioned way. She licked her lips again and waited in anticipation. It was not long before her patience was rewarded.
The belligerent rabbit had grabbed a doe so he could enjoy himself after eating and dragged her to a copse of trees. Kaliopi could hear the action as she approached them. His grunting enabled her to get close quickly, very little could be heard over the noise he was making. Unfortunately he finished rather quickly, so she was unable to make the last run to grab him while he was preoccupied. She held still as he finished with the doe and started to get up to return to the field where he had been eating. Before he exited the copse she stepped into view.
The panic was instant. Two pair of rabbit eyes stared fearfully at her. She looked directly at Brandywine and licked her lips. "Well, well, what have we here. A nice meaty virile rabbit. Like to come to my place so I can have a piece of you too?" She said giggling lightly.
"No, no. Take her -- here..." he said and threw the doe her way.
Lousy coward, she thought to herself. She deflected the doe and bolted after him as he ran across the field.
She had to watch for the angles he'd be running. In a straight-ahead race, she was faster than he. It was his ability to turn instantly that gave him the advantage. If she could anticipate his angle it would be over quickly. She saw one of the run paths to the left and began to hedge that direction. She'd guessed right, he bolted instantly to the left and she was on him before he realized the mistake he made.
Slamming him to the ground she established her dominance instantly. He let out a scream in the manner of a rabbit who knows that they've been caught. She quickly to slapped him and subdued him as he screamed. The other rabbits watched in horror as she established herself over him.
"Now you're mine," she said. "And you will satisfy one of my hungers for sure tonight. Which one it is shall be is up to you. So if you want to insure it is my empty belly, just give me trouble."
He whimpered and nodded in answer.
She struck him one more time knocking him unconscious. She lifted him and carried him out of the clearing as the other rabbits of the warren watched. She couldn't help wondering how the doe felt to see him leave with her. His actions disgusted her. Does were important to the warren. Not him! Any one male could keep the warren going. But it took many does to insure their survival, and her food supply. She was going to enjoy eating this cowardly bully. She was going to enjoy treating him to a little bullying as well.
When she arrived home, Trender had cleaned up nicely and was sitting in his corner. She handed him some strawberries and cowslip she'd gathered for him while out. "It looks very nice, thank you." She said to him. She saw him start with the 'thank you' and smiled at him.
"Do you recognize him?" She asked, putting her burden on the floor.
His face drooped in despair when he recognized the form of Brandywine. He silently nodded that he did and then proceeded to eat the cowslip feeling sullen. He carefully hid the strawberries so he could have them later. He did not want Brandywine to take them from him. When he finished eating, she called him over to sit with her and he dutifully sat in her lap and allowed her to idly play with him as she relaxed after her hunt.
Feeling him relaxed in her lap caused Kaliope to hug him tightly and nuzzle him softly as she enjoyed the feeling of his trust. She wanted him to trust her all of the time. She wanted him to want to sit in her lap without her biding him to. She wanted him to wait anxiously for her return.
When Brandywine stirred, she set Trender down and went over to check on him. He was no worse for wear while sporting a couple of bruises. She took pleasure in those bruises. The smell of him filled her with desire to devour him right away. But she had plans for him and she did not want to spoil her fun for this evening.
A short time later, when Brandywine had fully regained his senses, Kaliopi announced to her two charges, "Okay bunnies, tonight we are going to play a game called Who Is Better! -- The way we play is we're going to see who pleases Kaliopi better. I have two hungers. And whichever of you doesn't satisfy my first hunger, will for certain satisfy my second. Both of my hungers are for flesh. But the second includes blood, if you know what I mean. So you will each get a chance to satisfy my first desire for flesh, and then the looser will fill my belly and satisfy my lust for blood." She smiled cruelly at both of them. "Are there any questions?"
They both stared at her, but neither spoke a word.
She lay on her bed and called Trender over to her "Okay, you go first, time to please mama."
He leaned to her ample bosom slowly and shakily. He began to lick around her areola softly while taking her other teat in his hand and gently massaging her breast. She was just beginning to feel the streaks of pleasure shoot through her body when she felt him wrenched away from her. She opened her eyes to see him slammed into a corner by Brandywine. The larger rabbit then kicked and slapped a couple of times.
"Stand aside, whimp. It's time for a real rabbit to show her how it's done," Brandywine said.
She held herself in check letting him do this to her little love. She followed his actions with her eyes stifling the desire she had to rend him with her claws and kill him now. She knew instantly whom she would be having for dinner, as if she had not planned to in the first place. He immediately mounted her with his hard-extended member entering her sex right away. She was not even ready for him or his roughshod methods. It hurt her as he rammed himself into her. He immediately proceeded to pump using hard strong rhythms. He rammed himself into her hips with each stroke. The pain was apparently on her face because Trender steeled himself to come over to try and stop what he was doing.
"Stop it, you're hurting her," Trender pleaded.
Her heart reached out to him; he had shown concern for her. Eating this oaf was going to be a double pleasure. She had to contain herself when Brandywine backhanded him and he flew against the wall. She could see that the belligerent rabbit was enjoying himself, but she was finding no pleasure in what he was doing at all. When he climaxed he collapsed on her chest and almost knocked the wind out of her. By this time she had evolved a complete loathing of this belligerent rabbit. She wanted to make sure he knew she was eating him when it happened. And she wanted him to know that Trender would make love to her with him in her belly.
After he recovered he lifted himself off of her and went over to the corner. "Don't ever interrupt me when I'm doing business." He began to slap and punch the smaller rabbit. "I got rid of you once, and now I'm gonna get rid of you again. Ha, you shouldn't even try to compete with your betters. He slapped him again then reached into Trender's hiding place and took out his strawberries. "This is what she's going to do to you whimp." He bit a strawberry in half. "I'm gonna enjoy feeding your sorry hide to her."
When he finished eating the strawberries he noticed Kaliopi sitting on the edge of the bed motioning him over to join her.
As he approached, she saw that he had become excited with the thought of her eating the smaller rabbit. She knew it was time for her to announce the winner. When he was close enough she stopped him and got onto her knees. She took his throbbing member into her mouth and began to caress it with her tongue. She allowed her warm moist lips to slowly, sensuously, and gently bring him to climax. The explosion of his flavor in her mouth gave her a heady feeling as she drank his delicious seed. When no more was forthcoming, she put her mouth around him, taking him as deeply as she could. She covered him all the way down including the scrotum when she bit down relieving him of the member that he so clearly misused.
She enjoyed the unmistakable rush of blood filling her mouth and the overwhelming flavor of his former member as she slowly chewed the meat rolling it on her tongue. It was not until after she swallowed the rabbit's member that she realized he was screaming in agony.
She smiled and lowered herself onto his prone form looking directly into his face and said, "When I'm done eating you, I'm going to make love to him, and sleep with him in my arms, I'll be cuddling him, while I digest you." She made a slow motion of running her tongue over her lips "You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy eating you. When I'm finished with you there will be nothing but a bad memory."
She had never enjoyed tearing a rabbit apart to eat it, but in his case she was making an exception. She wanted him to hurt; the way he made others hurt. More than that, she wanted him to watch her as she ate him bite by bite.
He tried to push her away, she responded by taking his forepaw. Swallowing the forepaw she smiled at him and licked her lips. "May I have the other?" She grabbed the other paw and took it too. She was so caught up in her pleasure she could not even hear his screams.
"What's that you're saying, I can't tell when you scream like that," she said. "Hey this is good stuff, you should try it some time, meaty - but tender."
"Please no, I'll do anything you say, I'll help you catch other rabbits. Just don't eat me like this..." He pleaded with her. He was crying, begging her to stop.
She ran her paws up and down a leg softly and then took his leg and devoured it gulping the flesh down. She looked at his face as she ate his flavorful flesh. She then took the other leg. When she had finished his legs she lowered her face to his soft belly.
"Now it's time for you to leave us," she said. She ripped him open and devoured what was left of him quickly. She smiled as she realized that the last sight Brandywine saw was that of her devouring him. She licked her lips and sat back finishing her meal.
Finished with Brandywine, she cleaned herself and then went over to Trender and picked him up. She was surprised at the way he cowered at her approach. She gently lifted him and cradled him next to her bosom. She looked at the wounds inflicted on him by Brandywine and began to lick them. The taste of his blood made her heart ache for the pain he had suffered. She lay him on the bed and cuddled next to him. As she licked him she noted he was crying.
"What is wrong, little one?" she asked him.
"Please, don't torture me any more. Eat me tomorrow. I cannot take it anymore. I won't fight you. I'll stay with you and let you eat me. I just can't do this anymore. I promise to be good. Will you please eat me and get this over with?"
"Why are you saying this?" She asked him. "I do not torture you."
"Yes you do, you keep showing me what is in store for me, but you make me wait day after day for when you will do it." He cried, "I can no longer endure this, you win, I just want you to eat me and get it over with."
"No, my little one, didn't you see, I chose you. You are the winner. I wanted you to see what I did to him for you," she answered.
"How could I win?" he said incredulous. "He was a better rabbit than me. You weren't choosing a winner, otherwise you would have chosen him," he said her flatly.
"No, my little sweet, I would never have chosen him. Didn't you see? He wasn't better than you; he never has been better than you. Oh he was most certainly meaner than you, and stronger than you because of his size advantage. And let's not forget that he was far more selfish than you. But those qualities didn't make him better than you. They only made him able to take from you what was not his."
He gave her a look of disdain.
"No, not like that. When I take -- it is because I have to. I don't have a choice; I must take to live. He took because he wanted to, and because he could get away with it. It isn't the same."
He looked at her with a small glimmer of hopefulness.
"You see, he was good at talking about how great he was, and he could even bully you into believing it. Notwithstanding, one thing is certain, when it counted; he didn't please me -- he pleased himself. I know that you noticed, you said so."
"It looked like he was hurting you, I had to say something, even if you were angry with me," he said sheepishly. "All I could think of was how much he'd always hurt me. I never knew that you could hurt someone like that. I didn't want you to be hurt too."
"And that is why you are better than he was. When I'm with you; you please me. I feel more pleasure from your soft touch than he could have ever brought out in me. I feel pleasure when you nuzzle me; I feel pleasure when you suckle on me. And when you enter my sex, you always do it softly, in a way that pleases me first." She looked at him and steeled herself with all of her nerve, "I love you little one, I could never eat you. I looked for him and brought him here just to show you that." She patted her belly. "I wanted nothing more than for you to make love to me with him in my belly. And I wanted him to know it, that's why I told him."
He stared at her in disbelief. "How could you possibly love me? I am only food to you."
"No! You stopped being food a long time ago," she said. "When I'm out hunting, I look forward to seeing you when I return, in fact every time I leave to go hunt I'm terrified that you won't be here when I get back. If I were to eat you, you'd never be here waiting for me again." She smiled gently at him. "I want you with me always, you please me, and more important, you make me feel whole. I could no more eat you than to eat my tail, or foot."
She hugged him gently and reached down for his sheath. "And now I want you, I want you to make love to me while he's still in my belly."
She felt a warming in her heart as he immediately responded to her ministrations. She felt shivers of pleasure flash through her body as his tongue touched her softly circling her nipple and a hand massaged her other teat. His motions seemed to be somewhat slower, more deliberate as he manipulated her. She could feel a difference in the way he was touching her too. The waves of pleasure she felt caused her to stop massaging his member and to lay back to simply feel what he was doing. With his free paw he reached down to make circles around her sex. With him stimulating all three of her pleasure centers she was unable to do anything other than lay still and enjoy the feeling.
The more her passion built, the more deliberate were his actions. Never once was he violent, only deliberate. She wanted to grab his head when he lifted it from her pleasure enflamed breast and put it back there when a wave of sensuality burst through her as his tongue probed her sex. He placed his forepaws under and around her legs and reached up to fondle her nipples, gently, as he licked her vagina. The shock of pleasure gripped her instantly and she grabbed the sheets in fisted hands. As his tongue gently coerced ecstasy completely throughout her entire body, her back arched involuntarily and her fists tore holes in the sheet when she climaxed with a scream.
As she fell back to the bed he mounted her. She could feel his member filling her and arousing the passion in her once again. With each pump she could feel wave after wave of delight with her little partner. With steady rabbit motions he brought her once again to climax. Her claws digging into his back as she screamed out for the second time that evening. Relaxing in afterglow, she could feel him spasming in his own orgasm on her full belly. His continued shuddering of aftershocks with his head nuzzled tightly to her bosom. She held him softly realizing that he had pleasured her like never before.
She pulled him up to her and kissed him gently. "That was so different than before... What did you do?" she asked him.
"This time, instead of sex -- I loved you," was his answer.
(End Part 2 -- 3,734 words)