Meow!

Jo’s lips curled into a sly smile as she leaned forward, her unseeing eyes somehow pinning Suki in place. “Now for my dare.” Her voice was a velvet murmur, sending a fresh shiver down Suki’s spine. “You’re our pretty little kitten, aren’t you?”

Suki nodded, her dark eyes wide, the cat ears atop her head twitching slightly.

“Then act like one.” Jo’s fingers traced the rim of her glass absently. “Crawl to each of us and meow for your food. Beg like a hungry little pet. And whatever we offer you…” Her grin turned wicked. “You’ll lick it clean.”

A whimper caught in Suki’s throat.

“If you refuse,” Jo added, “or if your begging isn’t convincing enough…” She reached out, her hand landing with surprising accuracy on Suki’s bare thigh. “You get a spank. Understood?”

Suki’s pulse hammered. The idea of crawling to them, of begging, of putting her mouth wherever they demanded—

Her thighs pressed together, the tail between her cheeks shifting with the movement.

I can’t.

But the heat pooling low in her belly said otherwise.

Swallowing hard, Suki lowered herself onto all fours, the carpet rough against her palms. The girls rearranged themselves in a loose semicircle, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Suki crawled forward, her hips swaying slightly with each movement. Cathy lounged back on her elbows, her plump pink lips parted in amusement. The blonde’s C-cup breasts strained against her lacy white bra, her nipples pebbled under Suki’s gaze.

“M-Meow,” Suki whispered, her cheeks burning.

Cathy arched a brow. “Was that a mouse or a kitten?”

A nervous giggle rippled through the group.

Suki swallowed, then tried again, louder this time. “Meow!”

“Better.” Cathy smirked, then hooked her fingers under the cups of her bra, peeling the fabric down to expose her full, round breasts. Her pink nipples stiffened in the cool air. “Hungry, kitty?”

Suki’s breath hitched.

“Lick.”

The command sent a jolt through her. Slowly, Suki leaned in, her tongue darting out to lap at Cathy’s left nipple. The taste of vanilla lotion and salt burst across her tongue, making her whimper. She swirled her tongue around the stiff peak, her lips closing around it to suck gently.

Cathy gasped, her fingers tangling in Suki’s dark hair. “Fuck—good girl.”

The praise sent heat straight to Suki’s core. She switched to the other breast, her kittenish licks turning bolder, hungrier. Cathy’s back arched, a soft moan escaping her lips as Suki worshiped her tits like a starved pet.

Finally, Cathy pushed her away with a breathless laugh. “Okay, okay—you’ve earned your treat.” She ruffled Suki’s hair. “Next!”

Suki turned, her knees trembling as she crawled toward Allison. The tall Black girl sat with her legs spread, her muscular thighs framing her like a throne. A sheen of sweat glistened on her deep brown skin, the scent of shea butter and musk thick in the air.

“M-Meow,” Suki tried, her voice wavering.

Allison’s dark eyes gleamed. “Pathetic.”

Before Suki could react, Allison’s hand cracked against her ass—spank!

“Ah!” Suki jolted, the sting radiating through her cheeks, the plug inside her shifting deliciously.

“Try again,” Allison purred. “Like you mean it.”

Suki’s breath shuddered. She dug her nails into the carpet, then lifted her chin. “MEOW!”

Allison grinned. “That’s more like it.” She lifted one arm, exposing the damp curve of her armpit. The dark skin glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, the scent of her musk heady and primal. “Lick.”

Suki’s stomach flipped.

She hesitated—just for a second—and Allison’s hand raised again in warning.

Gulping, Suki leaned in, her tongue darting out to trace the salty hollow of Allison’s armpit. The taste was intense—warm, musky, feminine—and Suki’s cheeks burned as she lapped at it like a kitten at a bowl of cream.

Allison groaned, her fingers tightening in Suki’s hair. “Damn, you’re good at this.”

Suki whimpered, her tongue working in slow, worshipful strokes. The humiliation should have been unbearable, but the way Allison’s thighs tensed, the way her breath hitched—

It made Suki’s pussy ache.

By the time Suki crawled to Sam, her body was thrumming with need. The redhead sat cross-legged, her freckled skin flushed, her green eyes bright with mischief.

“Meow,” Suki begged, her voice hoarse.

Sam tilted her head, pretending to consider. “Hmm… what should I feed my new pet?” Her fingers trailed down her own body, pausing just above the waistband of her panties. Then—

She lifted her foot, her toes wiggling playfully. “Lick.”

Suki blinked. Her… feet?

Sam’s grin widened. “Problem, kitten?”

A fresh wave of humiliation crashed over Suki, but the heat between her thighs only grew. Slowly, she leaned down, her tongue darting out to lap at Sam’s arch. The skin was soft, slightly salty, the faint tang of citrusy lotion lingering on her skin.

Sam giggled, her toes curling. “Tickles!”

Suki’s cheeks burned, but she didn’t stop. She licked up the sole of Sam’s foot, her tongue dragging between her toes, her lips closing around the pinkie to suck gently.

“Oh—” Sam’s breath hitched, her thighs pressing together. “Okay, that’s—fuck—that’s really good.”

Suki mewled around Sam’s toes, her own arousal slick between her thighs.