Apologize to Raven for the mistake and ask permission to leave to continue my feeding rounds

Catgirl Enclosure, Building Three, Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Montana, at 10:35 AM on Monday April 3rd, 2024 (Day 1 of 7)

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I lower my gaze immediately, keeping my eyes on the floor near Raven's feet. Her cock is still visible in my peripheral vision—thick, hard, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. My mouth goes dry.

"I'm sorry," I say quietly, keeping my voice respectful. "That was my mistake. I shouldn't have interfered with Misty and Dahlia. May I have permission to leave and continue the feeding rounds?"

Raven is silent for a long moment. I can feel her studying me, those predatory golden eyes assessing every inch of my trembling body. The other catgirls have gone quiet too, watching.

"Look at me," Raven commands.

I hesitate, then slowly raise my eyes to meet hers. The intensity in her gaze makes my knees weak—pure dominance, ownership, the absolute certainty that I belong to her.

"Better," she purrs, stepping closer until I can feel the heat radiating from her body. Her hand reaches out, fingers tilting my chin up further. "You're learning. Apology accepted. But let's establish something right now so there's no confusion."

Her thumb traces along my lower lip, and I have to fight the urge to open my mouth.

"You are going to come back here tonight," Raven continues, her voice low and deliberate. "When it's time for futa satisfaction, you're going to walk through that main door, get on your knees, and beg me to fuck you. Not because ARIA ordered you to. Not because it's your job. But because you want it. Because you need my cock inside you so badly you can't think straight. Understood?"

My pussy clenches hard. Wetness trickles down my inner thigh. I manage a tiny nod.

"Say it," Raven demands.

"I... I'll come back tonight," I whisper. "And I'll beg you to... to fuck me."

"Good girl." She releases my chin and steps back, her cock still standing at full attention. "Now get the fuck out of my enclosure before I change my mind and bend you over right now. You've got work to do."

I grab the cart's handle with shaking hands and practically flee toward the feeding door. Behind me, I hear Misty and Dahlia whimpering, and several other catgirls are now crowding around Raven, clearly agitated by the scent I'm leaving behind.

The door slides shut behind me with a hiss, cutting off the sounds of the enclosure. I lean against the cart, my entire body trembling, my panties absolutely soaked through. The smell of catgirl heat and arousal clings to my clothes, my skin, my hair.

ARIA's screen materializes immediately.

"Well, that was entertaining," the AI says dryly. "You managed not to get fucked, which I suppose counts as following instructions. But now you smell like a walking aphrodisiac and you've basically promised Raven your pussy on a silver platter tonight. I hope you're ready for what you just agreed to."

I swallow hard, trying to catch my breath.

"Next feeding location: Cowgirl Barn, building seven with the red stripe," ARIA continues. "Load container G-9 onto your cart. And Cassandra? Try not to get molested by every futa on the farm before noon. It's embarrassing."

Daily To do list :

Morning Feeding (IN PROGRESS - Catgirls fed, still need: Cowgirls, Harpies, Angels, Demons, Foxgirls, Snakes, Doggirls)

Check Fertility Cycles & Assign Breeding Pairs

Breeding Supervision (Midday)

Afternoon Milking (Pregnant Girls & Futas)

Evening Futa Satisfaction

URGENT: 6 girls currently in heat need immediate attention (2 catgirls, 1 cowgirl, 1 harpy, 1 angel, 1 foxgirl)

WARNING: Demon futas (especially Sasha) are dangerously undersatisfied

NOTE: Promised Raven to return tonight for futa satisfaction

Profit: 0