Chapter 0 - Black Cat

The witch was pulled into the room by the wrist. She briefly looked around-it was a regular apartment building, with a brilliant view of the city and the streets below. Around her was a huge bed, some drawers and wardrobes, and a few paintings and pieces of art signed "DS777".

The feline turned around, his soft black fur jutting from the parts not covered by the shirt and trousers. He was handsome, and she was curious about the rumours she'd heard about feline guys, so she'd decided to hook up with him. He smiled at her "Welcome to my home sweet home. A little sweeter, now that you're here~"

Lynn giggled "It's a very nice place, Yakim."

"Thanks. You want a drink?"

"Got any berry cider?"

The feline headed to the kitchen. Lynn caught a glimpse of a mirror and decided to groom herself a bit. A pale woman with light brown hair that flowed to her biceps looked back at her with light blue eyes. A purple camisole with lace trim, as well as a purple and gold skirt with a thigh slit and the witch symbols for "Travel", "Blessings" and "Spirituality" with half-shin high boots covered her figure. Lastly, a wand holster on her thigh held a wand of Spruce that was 9 1/2 inches long. 

After picking off a few stray hairs and casting a smell-masking spell on herself (particularly her armpits) she sat down and waited, taking off her boots and letting her feet air out. Yakim soon came back inside carrying a glass of her drink, and he seemed to take a deep sniff of the air as he handed her the cider.

"So, before we down to this, what's your safeword and kinks?" Yakim asked.

"My safeword is the standard 'red', and my kinks are bondage, spanking, roughness and... well, I'm still exploring. I feel like I've only reached the tip of the iceberg." Lynn took a long drink as Yakim spoke.

"Well, one of my kinks happens to be feet, so we can find out if you like that or not. And I can think of a few ways I could tie you up, all helpless..."

"Ooh, can't wait~"

"And any limits?"

"I don't like being gagged, and I don't like paddles or whips or other stuff like that for spanking. Just hands. Also, no humiliation or degrading stuff."

"Okay then. Let's get started. Strip off for me, beautiful~"

Once Lynn had removed her skirt and camisole, Yakim grabbed a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and Lynn obediently turned around, hands behind her back. They clipped on easily. The handcuffs didn't cut in much, but enough that she knew they were there. She tested them a little, and nodded to tell Yakim they were okay.

The feline sat down and patted his lap "Now, get over my knee. You've been a bad girl."

Lynn smiled mischievously "Make me." she told him.

Yakim smiled back, standing up. More like a grin. "As you wish~" He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him. She could already feel her knees weakening. He bent her over his knee, her bare ass sticking directly upwards. Her body tensed in anticipation as he lifted his hand.

SMACK.

The sting of his hand on her cheek was amazing. She could feel her skin reddening in answer to it. SMACK. Another, equally power slap hit her other cheek; Lynn sighed with the pain, and the soothing pleasure that came after it.

She playfully struggled, to be met with a series of short, sharp slaps on each buttock. She had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning aloud. Yakim's hand groped her meaty ass, squeezing it tightly before pulling back and slapping each cheek again hard. This quickly became a rhythm of groping one cheek while spanking the other. 

Within a minute, Lynn was unable to hold her squeals and moans back, and they mixed with the loud, frequent slaps of the cat's hand. The stinging pain brought a wonderfully pleasant sensation in her skin in the moment before it was spanked again. Lynn bit her lip again, tears of both rapture and agony forming in her eyes.

Then a pause came.

She could hear him purring as his hands began to spread her red cheeks. His finger worked around her starfish, tracing the creases. A second finger soon joined in, spreading the hole apart, testing it's stretchiness. She slightly wiggled side to side, shaking it for her lover.

Yakim's fingers worked into her tight butthole. Lynn stopped biting her lip and let out a moan as his digits pushed deeply into her tightness. He pushed until his knuckle hit her cheek, at which point he began to finger her butthole. His tempo was slow and rhythmic, spreading his fingers apart when he pulled them back to stretch her hole, bringing them back together as he pushed back inside.

Without warning, the cat's fingers started to fucked her asshole faster. The witch squirmed with the pleasure, her moans echoing slightly around the room. She could feel her mind and pussy burning with desire for more. To be tied up beyond just handcuffs. To be used as this feline's pleasure toy...

After one final smack across both cheeks, forcing a yelp from her, he smirked. "I think that's enough punishment. Now for the reward~" Yakim pulled her off his lap and she stood shakily. 
The handsome cat unlocked her handcuffs, grabbed some ropes and began to go to work. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing-first he secured her hands behind her head, then worked the rope around her figure. Then he threaded the rope through a couple of hooks hanging from the ceiling and she was lifted into the air face-up. 

When Yakim stepped back to admire his work, the witch was strung up like a turkey. Her legs were spread apart, showing her pinkness leaking juices between her cheeks and onto the floor. The witch felt the ropes digging in slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to keep her almost fully immobilized.

"Now let's see about those pretty feetsies~" Yakim licked his lips.

Yakim's hands were soft and gentle as he took her foot in them. Lynn found herself feeling strangely relaxed, despite being tied up in such a way. He pressed down on her pressure points with the confidence and knowledge of an expert; of someone who'd done this a hundred times. Knowing she was in such skilled hands (literally) made her smile at the feeling as Yakim moved to her other foot, kneading it with equal precision.

Yakim's head moved downwards, and Lynn felt his tongue snaking between her toes. The feeling was certainly strange, but she wasn't repulsed by it. She was more turned on by Yakim's enthusiasm than by the licking itself. She decided to feed into his fetish-after all, he'd fed into hers.

She indulged him by wiggling her toes, and he answered in kind. His lips wrapped around two of her toes and began sucking. It was such an odd sensation, but Lynn found herself enjoying it. He fit a third into his lips and Lynn let out a sigh. Not of pleasure, but of contentment.

After sucking for a few minutes, Yakim moved to the other foot and repeated himself, fitting three toes in his mouth and sucking happily on them. His tongue snaked between them easily, before he took her toes out and licked her sole from heel to toes, then licked her other sole as well. She saw his eyes briefly roll at the taste.
"Now, let's change you around a bit~" He smiled, starting to move the ropes and changing her position. 

Lynn felt herself turning upside down, being bent over by the ropes. Once he was done, his cock was at perfect level with her mouth. She opened her mouth and the feline pushed inside it. The taste was surprisingly strong, and the barbs of his cock tickled the inside of her cheeks as he pushed deeper, until his sack was pressed against her nose. She breathed in the feline's scent, feeling herself becoming hornier and hornier.

"Ahn..." he moaned "Now, I think I'll have a taste of something more... pungeant~" 

Lynn sighed into his cock as she felt his tongue wash over her butthole, his hands spreading her cheeks apart. The ropes were a little looser now, and she was able to pull her head back, massaging his cock with her lips. However, she couldn't move her tongue very much, except to brush the top of the feline's cock.

Meanwhile, Yakim licked her hole as if it were a favourite meal. Rimming around the outside in circles, Lynn's toes curling and uncurling with the pleasure of her hole being treated such. She felt his hands spreading her cheeks further apart, allowing him better access as his hips began to thrust, pushing his meat into her mouth to her delight. 

He started to lick up and down her pucker, and she could feel him purring slightly. She sucked his cock passionately, pushing her nose against his sack again. She also let out a moan to make sure he was recieving as much pleasure as she was.

Lynn moaned again as Yakim's tongue pushed into her butt. It felt wonderful, and she could feel her pussy leaking more juices out for him to taste. The cat's tongue pushed deeply, the witch cooing in pleasure.

"I think you're all ready now..." Yakim sighed, pulling his cock out of her mouth. She couldn't suppress a needy whine, and the feline laughed "Eager, are we? Don't worry. I'll be sure you give you a lovely treat~"

Yakim started to reposition her again, resuming her suspended missionary position. After giving her a final spank of each cheek, making her squeal, he brushed his cock against her pucker. But it seemed that he was through with teasing, because he rested the head at her entrance. Then he gripped her waist and pushed fully inside her without waiting.

Lynn's mouth was open in a silent scream of rapture. She moved her head to look him in the eyes, and nodded once. He nodded in return and pulled his hips back.

The feline pounded into the witch's pucker forcefully. His hands kept themselves on her curvy waistline, pulling himself forth and making sure she took every inch of his shaft. His hips slapped loudly against her asscheeks, and the feeling of his barbed cock brushing her entrance and insides so roughly had Lynn moaning and fidgeting in the ropes, trying to somehow take even more.

Lynn, through her moans and pants, forced out the word "M-MORE!" from her throat. She was rewarded by Yakim speeding up, trading the harsh, deep slaps for the unbridled sensation of his cock thrusting in and out of her rapidly. Yakim drew a hand back and slapped her across each tit as he rammed into her. The sudden surge of pain shoved Lynn over the edge of climax and she squealed out loud "Cu-cumming!"

Yakim's breaths became pants, and his pace of pounding her ass increased even faster, drilling into her tightness. She screamed with rapturous joy as the pleasure coursed through her body from her ass and pussy, toes and fingers curling so tightly they hurt. Her pucker clenched tightly around the cat's shaft, and from his own moan of pleasure, the feeling was amazing.
"Gonna cum too!" Yakim announced, as Lynn's own orgasm began to subside.

"Uh-Inside me! Fill my ah-ass with your sp-spunk! Uhn!" Lynn told him.

Yakim pulled her onto his cock forcefully. The witch clenched as tightly as she could and felt his cock twitch once, twice, thrice, shooting his cum deep into her ass. Then he pulled out of her, panting heavily, some of his cum spilling to the floor.

Her vision was blurred. Her body was in agony. She could no longer tell which way was up. But she'd loved every second of it. The ropes binding her started to loosen as Yakim untied them.

She felt the cat scoop her into his arms, and she found herself leaning into his chest as he started to walk. Her lips moved, tracing words, but no sound came out. The next thing she was aware of was that she was sitting in a chair, and the sound of rushing water filled her ears. 

Her heart leapt and she opened her eyes, squinting to see. He was running her a bath, and was already testing the temperature to see if it was okay. It was around 5 minutes later, during which time he rubbed her rope marks with a lotion, that the bath was ready. The sweet scent of strawberries filled the air. 

Yakim lifted her up and gently placed her in the centre. The soothing warmth of the water washed over her body. The salt stung her marks, but no more than the heat. The cat joined her in the bath, sitting behind her.

The cat's hands were gentle as he rubbed her ropes marks with a sponge. She felt herself falling backwards into his chest, sighing in contentment and closing her eyes.
She heard Yakim smirk slightly "I hope you enjoyed yourself~"

"You have... no idea...~" she breathed back.