More butt stuff!

Tibby's nervous excitement is back in **** when you pull up in front of your apartment. She's practically vibrating while Ashley gets the boxes out of the trunk and you unlock the door.

Ashley nudges you on the way up the stairs. "I didn't think kitty would be this into it."

"What about you? Looking forward to taking her booty out for a spin?"

"Surprisingly, yes. The way she's always talking about mine, I'm starting to see the appeal. I just wish she'd talk about it less in public," Ashley says, her cheeks rosy from remembered embarassment.

"Your fault for being so cute when you blush," you tease her. "How do you expect her to resist?"

Whatever Ashley was going to say next is forgotten when you leave the stairs and bump into Annabelle, who is holding Tibby still by the shoulders. "Well well, you are a bundle of nerves today. What's got my favorite cat all a-titter?"

"I'm gonna fuck her in the ass!" Ashley preempts Tibby's response, only to turn bright red when she realizes what she's said.

"Is that true?" Annabelle puts a hand to her mouth like she'd just recieved some scandalous news.

Tibby snickers and shakes her hips. "And everyone's been saying I'm the girl obsessed with butt. Can you believe it?"

Annabelle reaches down to give Tibby's ass a squeeze. "With this fine hiney? Yes I can." Annabelle's hand comes back up to scratch your pet's back, and Tibby leans into her touch with a purr. Annabelle grins as she keeps talking. "This sounds like a show I wouldn't want to miss, but I bet John is all the audience Ashley can handle. Hey I know, why don't you guys set up a camera for me?"

You expect Ashley to be covering her face or looking to the safety of the apartment at this point, but she surprises you by shooting back. "If you want a show you're gonna have to pay for it in kind. Film yourself stripping to some good music and we'll trade you for it."

"Oh my, you want to see old Anna work it like a camgirl? Didn't think you'd be interested," the stacked strawberry blonde calls Ashley's bluff, but the bunny is unwilling to take back her challenge.

"What's wrong, you a chicken? Don't have what it takes?"

"Oh I have what it takes, but you better bring it too. Put it on a flash drive or something and we'll trade tomorrow."

"I can't wait!" Ashley says loudly and drags you away, nearly dropping her boxes on the ground. All you can do is shrug at Annabelle as you're pulled down the hall.

Tibby gives her another hug and hurries after you.

Inside, you have to physically stop Ashley, who's already moving toward the bedroom.

"Whoa, hey, Ash." You turn her around gently to make her look at you. "What was that all about?"

Her eyes widen as she looks up at you. "I really just said all that didn't I?"

"You sure did babe," Tibby laughs and smacks her ass on her way past. "Didn't think you had it in you, but way to go!"

"We don't have to do it," you tell her. "Annabelle would understand."

"Maybe not, but um..." she breaks off nervously.

You coax Ashley to say what she's thinking and she blushes before continuing. "We could film it anyway. We can decide what to do with it after."

"I guess I can play camera man. I'll delete the footage if either of you tell me to."

"Delete it?" Tibby protests. "At least let's keep it for ourselves so we can snuggle up and watch it together sometime."

"You make it sound like a family-friendly movie night," Ashley laughs. "Do you want to try the other things we bought too?"

"Ok. But what if it hurts and I can't yell?"

"Don't worry, I'll hold your hands the whole time. If it's too much just give me a tug and I'll make Ashley stop," you tell her.

With everything settled, you go look for a camera while Ashley carries the boxes into the bedroom.

By the time you get back the girls have stripped naked except for their ears and collars, and unpacked everything on the bed. There's the strapon of course, a sparkly jelly dildo fitted into a harness that will make one end stick out like a little silicone cock while the other is anchored inside Ashley. But spread out around it are several different gags.

The first two are ball gags. One is dark red, patterned and textured to resemble a ball of yarn. The other is bright orange, with a tuft of green extending from one side to make it resemble a thick carrot that's been shoved into the wearer's mouth. The third gag is also shaped like a carrot, but it goes in length-wise so the wearer bites into its side. The fourth is a soft leather contraption that covers the mouth and nose, giving the wearer a cat-like muzzle.

When you come in Tibby picks up the red yarn gag and asks you to put it on her. Standing behind her, you take your time running your hands all over her upper body before you take the ball out of her hands and bring it up to her mouth. She gives your finger a lick as it approaches, then bites down on the gag and reaches back to lift her hair while you secure the buckle behind her head.

Ashley picks up the other gags and lines them up on your bookshelf, deciding not to wear one herself. Then she sits down to read the very long instruction manual that came with her strapon. In the following chapters I will reproduce this manual in full.