An abandoned room

This chapter was written collaboratively with an AI at aidungeon.io.

The woman led Anna a short distance down a dim hallway, to what appeared to be an empty lounge with the lights turned off. It seemed to have been unused for some time. There was a large couch against one wall, and an old boxy TV on a stand that apparently no one had bothered to get rid of. Piles of boxes and stacked chairs took up much of the remaining space. From the looks of things, there was little risk of anybody catching them here.

"Lie down, kitty," the woman said, gesturing to the couch. "I want to show you something."

Anna obeyed. She could not wait to see what was going to happen next. Her heart was pounding. She felt so alive. She could not believe this was actually happening to her.

The woman knelt down beside her, and ran her hands slowly up and down Anna's legs. Her touch was electric. Anna could feel her fingers encircling her knees, stroking the silky softness of her inner thighs. Anna felt her breath quicken.

"I want to do something special for you," the woman said, running her hands all the way up to Anna's breasts. Anna gasped as her nipples hardened into pebble-hard points. "I want you to come for me."

This was the most incredible fantasy come true. She had often masturbated to the thought of a beautiful woman making her come. And here, in the flesh, was that very woman. Anna squirmed on the couch.

The woman laughed. "Is this what you want?" she asked. "Is this what you've been waiting for?"

Anna could only nod, barely able to breathe. She felt so helpless, so turned on, so out of control. Her whole body was writhing with the need to come.

"I'm going to give you a little release," the woman said, kneeling beside Anna and putting her hand on Anna's smooth pubic mound. She began to massage Anna's pussy. Anna could hardly stand it. She wanted so much to come, but she didn't want to miss a moment of this incredible experience.

"Do you like the way I touch you?" she asked.

"Yes," Anna replied breathlessly.

The woman smiled. "You're such a dirty little slut," she said.

She continued to stroke Anna's vulva, her fingers slipping inside her wetness, her palm cupping her mound, her middle finger rubbing along her clit. Anna was in heaven. She had never experienced anything like this.

The woman continued to knead Anna's pussy. Her thumb rubbed back and forth along her slickening labia. She raised her middle finger impudently toward Anna, then slipped between her lips and sucked on it.

"You taste so good," she said.

She continued to rub Anna's vulva. Gradually, her strokes became faster, her fingers more insistent. Anna was ready for more than just a massage. She wanted the woman's fingers in her. She wanted her whole hand. She wriggled her hips and pressed her mound hard against the woman's hand.

"Deeper,” she whispered. “Please.”

The woman smiled, baring her teeth.

“What kitty wants, kitty gets.”

She slipped two fingers into Anna's slick channel, sliding effortlessly in. Anna gasped. She had never felt so… so filled. Not even by a cock. Not even by the big one she once had at a party.

The fingers of the woman curled inward, adding a third, all expertly rubbing her g-spot as they moved back and forth, in and out. Anna discovered new pleasures she did not know existed, parts of her body she had never felt before. Her breathing quickened. The woman’s fingers began moving faster. Anna felt the first electric jolt of an orgasm rip through her, tearing through her belly, her thighs, her chest.

"I'm going to come," she gasped.

"Yesss. Come for me, kitten," the woman said. “Come for me."

Anna couldn't hold back any longer. A great spasm ripped through her. She gasped and shivered and came hard. The orgasm seemed to go on and on. Waves of pleasure crashed through her, carrying her along like the tide. The world faded away. All she could hear was her own gasping breath and the pounding of her heart.

When the last tremor had faded, the woman stood up, smiling. "There," she said, running her hands along Anna's sides, down to her thighs. "You're all warmed up now."

Anna slowly got to her feet. She felt weak and dizzy, but wonderful. The world had been turned upside down, and all she could think was "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome, kitten," the woman said, extending her hand. "I'm so glad you enjoyed my fingers in your wet, little pussy."

For a second, Anna wondered if she'd gone insane. Was this really happening? Was it all a dream? But when she looked into the woman's eyes, she knew it was real.

They stared at each other for a long moment. Finally, the woman broke the contact. "Now, where were we?" she asked, her voice full of innuendo.

The two kissed, long and slow, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Anna tasted herself on the woman’s tongue. They broke the kiss, panting. Anna felt her hand sliding up and down the smooth, flat stomach that lay beneath the woman's dress. She was surprised to discover the woman was not wearing panties, either.

"Are you ready for round two?" the woman asked, smiling.

"You bet."

“Good,” the woman smiled. “My turn.” She lifted her skirt and pushed Anna’s head downward, until Anna was on her knees, staring at the woman’s slick black triangle of perfectly groomed pubic hair.

"Now,” she commanded, “lick.”

Anna obeyed. Her tongue began to dance along the outside, slipping between the lips and up the slick, slick groove. The woman smelled so good, so intoxicating. Anna felt her whole body quiver with desire. She pressed her lips against the silken folds, nuzzling the bundle of nerves just under the skin. The woman moaned approvingly.

“That’s it, kitty. Good pet.” She grabbed Anna's head and pulled it up so that her vulva was in Anna's face. Anna's nose was buried in the warm, wet flesh, and her tongue darted out, flicking against the smooth pinkness. The woman groaned, and Anna sensed the orgasm building within her. She lapped hungrily at the woman's wetness, **** to taste her.

"Come on," the woman said. "Lick harder. Harder."

Anna obeyed, her tongue thrusting against the folds, lapping hungrily at the sweet, salty juices. She heard the woman's breath quicken.

"Yes, yes," she said.

Her orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, sweeping through her with mind-numbing intensity. Her whole body shivered as she pushed down on Anna’s head to steady herself. Anna kept her tongue flicking, her mouth wide open, her tongue hanging out, tasting the salty wetness, the musky arousal, the sweet nectar, the… the… the…

When it was over, she opened her eyes, and found woman’s face. They were both smiling.

"Good pet.”

The world came back into focus. Anna realized she was still on her knees, and the woman was standing in front of her, her fingers splayed against Anna's cheeks. Anna looked up at her with adoration in her eyes.

"Now," the woman said, "it’s time for you to get back to class.”

“But… my clothes,” Anna began, wearing the buttonless shirt that was her only remaining article of clothing.

"Oh, that?" the woman said. "All these boxes are full of uniforms. I'm sure they have something in your size." With that, she scooped Anna up in her arms and set her on her feet.

“Of course, kitties don’t wear clothes. Do you want to be my kitty again some time?”

Anna was still trying to process what had just happened. She could only dumbly nod. The woman smiled.

"Good girl. I'll see you later," she said, walking out the door, leaving Anna still nearly naked.

“Wait!” Anna cried out after her. “What’s your name?”

"Veronica," the woman said with a smile, looking back at Anna over her shoulder.

“I’m Anna.”

“You’ll always be kitty to me.”

With that, she walked out the door and disappeared, leaving Anna alone to dress herself again.