Getting through

Katelyn walked into Max's office, not bothering to knock, locking the door behind her, and walking straight up to Max; he wasn't sure what she was going to do.

Bursting into tears, Max put out his arms to embrace Katelyn, and Katelyn did the same.

Sobbing into Max's chest, Katelyn mewed.

"Is cat, not slut," as Max stroked her hair, telling her "There, there".

After a few minutes of crying, Katelyn started to settle into Max's embrace and feel better, feeling his warm arms around her and the pressure of his body on hers was reassuring. Max had been the cause of all of her troubles recently but she loved him and knew he would somehow be the solution to them too.

"I know you're not a slut, Katelyn, well, yet. You're just an innocent little kitty cat here to do as I teach you."

Katelyn listened and gulped at the word "Yet."

"But you're still learning, evolving, and I know that soon you'll be not only the best little kitty for your master but the slut that I see in you, you'll embrace for everyone else to see too. How does that sound?"

Not wanting to upset Max, Katelyn just silently nodded, her head pushed firmly against Max's chest.

"It's just been a bit too much today," she shared.

"John just saw the cat makeup that I couldn't wash off of my face this morning. And he almost found my ball-licker nickname, too. I don't want to lick John's balls on demand. Please, sir, can't you just keep me for yourself?" Katelyn asked, hopefully.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh." Max said as he led Katelyn to his desk, showing her the space he'd made for her underneath.

"Why don't you spend the rest of the day in here with me, where the bad man can't get you, huh?" Max offered.

Looking under Max's desk, Katelyn saw a large soft cat bed, a small blanket that looked inviting, and a long fish-shaped silicon dildo.

Putting her arms around to squeeze Max, she said "Thank you sir, I love it. You even got me a little fishy to play with".

Max smiled at Katelyn, returning her embrace.

"I thought you might like something to play with whilst you're down there, you can suck on it or just cuddle it whilst you sleep."

Katelyn went to get under the desk, keen to hide away for the rest of the day under Max's protection.

She was stopped by Max, who told her, "There are conditions".

Katelyn looked on attentively, not liking where this was going.

"Nothing bad, but as a cat, it's not right for you to be wearing human clothes, so you're going to need to strip naked if you want to stay in here."

Katelyn was getting used to stripping in front of Max; she was even hopeful that she might get to have him take her again, although she wasn't looking forward to removing the sticky gaffers tape from her now hairy pussy mound and didn't want to tempt him to painfully sodomising her again whilst she was still recovering from this morning.

Unzipping her dress, Katelyn stretched and wriggled, pulling it down her body, revealing her gorgeous pendulous breasts as she bent down to push the dress over her hips.

Stepping out of the dress, Katelyn fell to her knees before Max as he produced something from his desk drawer.

"There is one thing that you should be wearing to signal your identity as a cat," Max said as he produced a narrow black cat collar that was stylish and elegant. Katelyn felt her pussy start to juice up as she saw the thin, soft leather band; there was a metal link to connect the two sides; Max showed Katelyn the design; it was a loop with two triangles for cat ears at the top, she loved it, Max told Katelyn that once fitted the collar could not be removed, the loop had a barb section that inserted invisibly into itself meaning once it was on it would not be coming off.

Katelyn had worn collars before, but she could remove those when she wanted. Nervously, she scooped her hair up to give Max free access to wrap the collar around her neck.

Looking Max in the eyes as he synched the collar tightly around her neck, Katelyn was surprised at how well it fit, not even a slight amount of play and made Katelyn conscious of her breathing without **** her.

Katelyn smiled and said to Max, "Is cat."

Stroking Katelyn's cheek lovingly, Max locked the collar permanently around the young woman's neck.

Katelyn lowered her gaze to look at her reflection in the window. Instantly, she felt the spikes of the cat's ears digging into her throat, not painfully enough to cause any damage but enough to encourage Katelyn to look up at her master again, slightly concerned.

"It'll do wonders for your posture," Max smiled as Katelyn found herself pushing out her heavenly chest.

Katelyn crawled under Max's desk, wearing nothing but her cat collar and the cork wedge shoes she couldn't remove.

Padding around on the cushion for a moment whilst she settled, Katelyn snuggled down under the small soft blanket and hugged her fish into her, kissing and licking it as she settled.

Max locked Katelyn's dress in his desk drawer, leaving Katelyn at his mercy for clothing as he unlocked the office door.

"I have two meetings left today before we can get you home. You might want to get some rest."

As Katelyn lay on her cat bed, listening to Max work, she thought about climbing up onto his desk naked and crawling over his keyboard, but she worried that his office door was unlocked and his first meeting may arrive.

Instead, during Max's first meeting, Katelyn took off Max's shoes and socks and licked and sucked his big toes for all she was worth, her tongue exploring between his toes. She tried her best to be silent to avoid being discovered as a mischievous little cat licking her master's feet.

Katelyn was thrilled at the thought of being discovered as she quietly licked her master's toes, pushing a paw up to his crotch. She could feel his firm correction as he continued talking with someone from accounting she didn't know. Katelyn thought it might be Chuck, the tubby bald accountant that always leered at her; Katelyn started to grind on her little fishy as she thought about how naughty she was being, and then she considered that if the tubby accountant did discover her under Max's desk, Max would probably have her fuck his little sweaty baby dick to keep him quiet, Katelyn stopped laid as still as she could in her cat bed, trying not even to breathe until Max's meeting had finished.

His second meeting was online, and Katelyn, horny from escaping the threat of Chuck rutting into her heavenly body, stayed under Max's desk but unzipped his trousers and slipped his soft length into her mouth; as Max continued on camera talking like she wasn't doing anything at all, so Katelyn redoubled her efforts. Feeling his penis growing in her mouth, Katelyn tried and failed to control her gag reflex, causing a gluck, gluck, gluck sound as the head of his growing penis pushed into the back of her throat.

Licking and sucking for all she was worth, the naughty little slut heard Max finish his call before he grabbed onto the back of her head, thrusting the teasing little kitty to take his length down her throat. Katelyn panicked and her body spasmed, hitting her head on the underside of Max's desk as she tried to accept the penis that was now living in her throat, trying to adjust to the inability to breath through her throat and sucking in all the air she could through her nose, buried as it was in Max's thick wirey pubic hair.

Eventually Katelyn got over the shock, calming down and breathing as best she could through her throat, the cat collar **** her slightly, only adding to her panic.

Katelyn felt Max's balls contracting against her lips as his entire shaft throbbed, pumping his warm salty cum directly into her throat, Katelyn's throat muscles contracting, massaging Max's shaft, milking him for every ounce of his cum.

Looking down at Katelyn under his desk, still holding her face to his crotch, Katelyn's lips stretched around his base and eyes bulging from the strain.

"Is slut?" Max asked.

Katelyn tried to respond, but with Max's shaft pressing down her tongue as it was and with the head of his penis resting on her voice box absorbing and deadening any vibrations, Katelyn's attempts to respond were muffled.

Nodding her head in agreement, Katelyn accepted her role as Max's slut.

Feeling Max's penis engorging again in her throat, Katelyn couldn't believe the stamina this man had.

Then feeling his warm cum squirting again down her throat, Katelyn started to wonder; this didn't feel like him cumming; it felt like something else. Katelyn couldn't process what was happening; she tried to pull Max's dick out of her throat and mouth, but Max held onto the back of Katelyn's head firmly, not giving her an inch to move. After her panic subsided, Katelyn found herself powerless to do anything but let Max finish.

Katelyn's stomach felt full and bloated as Max pulled his softening penis from her throat and mouth; Katelyn let out a gasp as she inhaled what she could now taste was not just his cum but his piss into her lungs, coughing and spluttering; Katelyn couldn't eject the foul tasting liquid that Max had deposited directly down her throat.

"Is cat... is slut... is piss slut", Max said firmly to Katelyn as she looked back at Max with a worried look on her face.

Max had unlocked so many of her secret kinks, but this felt wrong. Katelyn was torn between the concern that Max was taking this thing too far and torn that, given a few days of drinking his piss, maybe she'd find that normal too.

Max looked lovingly at Katelyn's dishevelled panting form beneath him; he stroked her hair lovingly as Katelyn looked back at what she worried was only the first man to piss down her throat.