Of course

Your fingers fly across the screen, typing out your response with breathless eagerness. "Yes Master David! Neko promises to be good, nya~ I won't touch myself at all until tonight, I swear!" You hit send and then immediately add another message: "Thank you for giving your pet such clear instructions, Sir! Neko will find the sluttiest lingerie just for you! purrs happily"

The moment you press send, you squeeze your thighs together hard, trying to ignore the constant wet heat between your legs. Your pussy throbs with need, arousal already soaking through to dampen the leather seat beneath you. But Master David gave you an order. You have to obey. The thought of disappointing him makes your chest tighten with anxiety.

You open a browser and search for lingerie stores in Bondi Beach. Several results pop up immediately - boutiques, chain stores, specialty shops. Your eyes land on one called "Sinful Secrets" with a tagline that reads "Where fantasies become reality." Perfect. You tap through to their online catalog.

The selection is overwhelming and arousing in equal measure. Sheer lace bodysuits with strategic cutouts. Garter belts with matching stockings. Crotchless panties in every color. Leather harnesses that leave nothing to the imagination. Your tail swishes excitedly as you scroll, your cat ears perking forward with interest.

You filter by "most revealing" and gasp at what appears. A white lace garter belt with matching thigh-high stockings, but no bra or panties at all - just delicate white straps that frame your body without covering anything important. It comes with a matching choker collar. Your pussy clenches at the thought of wearing it for Master David. Easy access, just like he wanted.

"Nya... this one is perfect," you whisper to yourself, adding it to your cart. The price flashes on screen: $340. You hesitate for just a moment, then remember you only have $1,000 total. But Master David is worth it. You need to be perfect for him.

You complete the purchase, selecting "express delivery to Siren Tower Unit 47B" with a promised arrival time of 5:30pm - plenty of time to get ready before the car arrives at 7pm. Your palm tingles as the payment processes through your implant. New balance: $660.

The car's navigation announces you're approaching your destination. Through the tinted windows, you can see the ocean glittering in the afternoon sun, and ahead, a sleek glass tower rises against the blue sky. Siren Tower. Your new home. Where you'll get ready to meet your future husband and owner tonight.