Kitty

Max looked at Katelyn as she smoodged her face into his pants, rubbing his cock with her nose and cheeks enthusiastically, trying to get Max off.

He continued to run his fingers over the bound woman's body, dragging his nails over her back, ass and neck, digging his nails into her skin and he scratched and stroked her soft skin; Katelyn was in heaven, bound as she was she couldn't touch her breasts or pussy to help her achieve the release she wanted, all she could do was stimulate Max as best she could with the hope that he would do the same in return.

For this session, Max had Katelyn lay on her back on a large padded footstool with the penis gag still in Katelyn's mouth. The only response he expected from her was her obedience.

He told Katelyn to place her right hand on her right shoulder as best she could, Katelyn complied as Max instructed Evan to hand mind a roll of glossy black bondage tape. Katelyn watched as Max pushed her hand closer to her shoulder, causing just a small amount of pressure in her arms, eliciting a moan from Katelyn.

First, he wrapped the tape around her hand and armpit; after a few wraps, he released his grip, and Katelyn made an attempt to free her hand, unsuccessfully. Max continued to wrap from her hand down to her elbow and back again, completely encasing her arm in the bondage tape and leaving Katelyn with no mobility in her hand and just the ability to swing her wrapped arm around freely.

He performed the same on Katelyn's other arm, soon leaving her with two black stubs protruding where her beautiful, long, slim, but muscular arms used to be.

Katelyn could feel herself transforming as Max moved between her legs, Katelyn humped her hips at Max who made sure to stand just out of reach, teasing the young woman as she folded her right leg, wrapping her ankle with the bondage tape to the top of her thigh, putting pressure as he folder her leg and wrapping the tape as tightly as he could, encasing her from ankle and theigh to her knee again in the shiney black tape.

After finishing the final leg, Max told Katelyn to stand up.

Katelyn swung her bound arms and legs as best she could and after only a minute or so of trying to stand on her knees, Max pushed Katelyn down onto all fours, telling her derisively that cats don't walk on two legs.

Katelyn found herself purched on all fours on top of the large footstool, Max motioned for Evan to come over, they admired Max's handiwork and Evan put out a hand to cup one of Katelyn's swaying breasts.

"No!" Max admonished, making Evan jump.

"Just the makeup, if you're a good doggy you might get to play with the cat later".

Katelyn reeled at being called a cat, she'd loved the idea of being both so free but whilst also at the whim of her owner. Katelyn began to purr as Evan started applying the makeup to her face.

After only a few short minutes Evan had painted Katelyn's eyelids, lips and the tip of her nose black, his final touches were to paint thin whiskers onto her cheeks before standing back to admire his handiwork.

Max praised Evan and told him to go back to his corner as Katelyn smoodged her face into Max's crotch trying her best to make him cum or at least to turn him on so he might fuck her.

What had she become, Katelyn thought to herself as she breathed Max's crotch into her lungs, loving the musky scent of the man just a few days ago she had hated, that was beneath her, that she knew would always be beneath her but for just this short moment he was her master and could do with her as he wanted.

Katelyn's filled pussy clamped and released on the heavy dildo that occupied her, wishing that it was Max, starting to wish that it was even Evan, that someone would just fuck this frustrated little kitty's pussy.

Max grabbed the back of Katelyn's wig. She worried it might fall off, but it was secured tightly as he raised her face to his.

"I have an appointment for the rest of the evening, so I'm going to leave you in Evan's capable hands. I expect you to be a good Kitty."

With that, Max left, and Evan rushed over to Katelyn.