Playing with the queen of hearts, knowing it ain't really smart

Dawn was in a casino. Which was odd, because she never went to casinos, or any place that involved gambling. Certainly with her brainpower she would be able to count cards with the best of them, but she had no desire to do such a thing. No matter how classy a casino pretended to be on the surface, it didn’t change the fact that it was a foul place she had no business going to as a respectable member of society.

And yet here she was.

I must be dreaming, Dawn realized. This is a dream.

She couldn’t move her body. She had been **** into a chair at a wide green table for playing poker or blackjack, and her arms and legs refused to get her out of it. Standing across from her was a man in a jester outfit, a red smile painted on his lips. His eyes were shiny behind his gaudy makeup, and he was shuffling a deck of cards in his hand.

“What’s going on here?” Dawn asked. Her brain hazily registered that this was a dream, but it still was trying to put the pieces together and make some sort of sense out of this.

The jest simply laughed. He dealt a card out to Dawn. She turned it over but couldn’t make anything out. The color appeared to be both black and red, and yet neither. The suit seemed to shift out of focus and change between a heart, a spade, a diamond, and a club every time she got a good look. And she just couldn’t tell what number it was, as if her brain refused to count for whatever reason.

Dawn hastily turned the card over, her face flushing. This was so humiliating! She was used to her brain doing what she wanted it to!

“What does this mean?!” She demanded, glaring furiously at the cackling clown. “Tell me what all of this means, now!”

The jester, predictably, answered with a laugh. But then he opened his mouth to say something, words Dawn couldn’t quite make out. Oh, she tried, bless her, but something was going wrong. No matter how much she strained, she couldn’t understand his words. Then all of a sudden she wasn’t seated at the table anymore. It was miles away from her now, a blip in the distance as she was hurtled back through space, still frozen in her chair with nothing but the sound of the jester’s cackle to keep her company in the black abyss.

But wait, that wasn’t the jester’s cackling, it was…

“HRURRRRRRUUUNNND… gaghk.”

Dawn’s eyes fluttered open and she stared at two large breasts smooshed up against her face. The sound of snoring rang in her ears.

“GINA!” She screamed, shoving the blonde off her. Her rage gave her small figure the **** it needed to push the former alt girl off the bed entirely.

“Ha-wah!? Waz going on?!” Gina sat up, looking around with her dull eyes. Dawn stared down at her, seething. She couldn’t believe this!

“How could you!?” She shouted, tears filling her eyes. “That was my last hope, you bitch! I needed that dream to tell me what to do!”

Gina, still half-asleep, stared up at Dawn in confusion. “Um… sorry?”

“Just forget it!” Dawn screamed, storming into the bathroom. “FORGET IT!”

Dawn didn’t cry. She refused to let herself be the kind of weak girl who cried. But that morning in the shower, she cried. She used the running water to hide it, to try and convince herself it hadn’t happened, but she couldn’t.

That dream had been her last hope. And Gina’s snoring had ruined it.

But Dawn wasn’t some helpless little girl who moaned about how hard life was. She was the sort of person who got things done. So she got out of the shower, dried off her tail and ears (fighting off the urge to play with herself building up in her loins) and took her rage down the elevator with her as she headed for the banquet hall.

“Sylvia!” She shouted, knowing the blonde would be there. The rules had stated that the host must always get breakfast in the banquet hall so the contestants could speak with them.

“Oh? What’s the matter, my girl?” Sylvia purred, leaning back in her seat. She was the only one here at the moment, considering how early Dawn had come.

“I demand a do-over,” she growled.

Sylvia blinked, her expression apparently free of guile. But Dawn knew the true nature behind her eyes. “A do-over? Whatever do you mean?” She asked innocently.

“I paid 2000 BP for that dream,” Dawn hissed. “And Gina ruined it! I demand you give me another one tonight!”

Sylvia smirked, and shook her head. “Oh, that’s what you meant. I believe you’re mistaken, my girl. Gina didn’t wake you up from that dream. Remember, this is Harem Hotel: Island Holiday Season!” Dawn’s ears twitched at the sound of applause.

“This is the place where dreams come true. We wouldn’t just cut one off short,” Sylvia assured her. “That dream was the extent of the information you’ll be given about the upcoming challenge. Nothing more.”

Dawn’s jaw dropped. “What!? But… but that was NOTHING!”

Sylvia shrugged. “I gave you plenty of hints. Is it my fault if you’re too stupid to pick up on them?”

Dawn’s eyes turned to pinpricks. She’d been called quite a lot of things in her life. Stuck-up. A bitch. Prissy. Self-entitled. Arrogant. And worst of all, a nerd.

But stupid?

No one had EVER called her stupid.

“YOU BITCH!” Dawn screamed, lunging at Sylvia. Her tail stood up on end. “You ripped me off, you bitch!”

Sylvia narrowed her eyes and changed the way she held her cane ever so slightly. That was enough to freeze Dawn in her tracks. Her ears drooped and she stepped back like a kitten who’d been sprayed with a water bottle.

She knew when she’d been beaten.

“Now then,” Sylvia said, lightening her grip on the cane, “as I was saying, for 2000 BP, you get a ‘hint’ about the upcoming challenge. That’s what ‘advanced knowledge’ means. I’m not going to tell you everything. That would ruin the game. You girls can easily make 2000 BP per week just for an average performance in the popularity polls, that’s not satisfying. No. I gave you a hint. Make of it what you like. And if it’s not good enough for you to figure out a strategy…”

Sylvia narrowed her eyes and smirked.

“…Consider that 2000 BP loss as a lesson not to be such an arrogant smartass all the time.”

Dawn growled, but restrained herself. Sylvia could do a lot of terrifying things, and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of them.

“Now, if there’s nothing else, can I go back to my danish?” Sylvia asked, gesturing to her half-eaten pastry.

Dawn turned and stormed towards the exit.

“You’re welcome to join me for breakfast!” Sylvia called after her, only inflaming Dawn’s rage more.

What a worthless purchase! That told me nothing! Playing cards? A clown? A casino? What kind of challenge even is this? What, are we going to be turned into playing cards for Nick to play a few hands of poker with?

She shook her head, laughing at the absurdity of that idea. “No way. No way would something crazy awesome like that happen on one of these shows, right?”

A chill ran down her spine for some reason.

Aargh, whatever. So that plan was a bust. But those cards have to mean something. Maybe we’ll be playing strip poker? I suppose I could always practice card counting for that… but what if it’s not strip poker? What if it’s a card game I’ve never even heard of before?

Dawn hated being unprepared. It was a general rule with her. Before a test, she would always memorize every word in the textbook, and her notes contained everything her teachers said and everything they wrote on the white board.

If she knew everything, she didn’t need to be worried about the things she didn’t know.

But that tactic wouldn’t work here. They were playing for keeps now, and she wanted to win. But she didn’t know what to do to ensure her win.

And that was frightening. Because if she lost…

Gina doesn’t want me as her partner. If I lose, she would absolutely choose Rose over me, just out of spite. And the other girls might, too… and not only that, I don’t have any Victory Points! I need to earn more. I’m popular with the audience, but that’ll only last so long. The rules said that certain challenges can be decided by audience vote. If this next challenge will be one of them, then even if I don’t know what I’m in for, I still have a way to prepare myself…

Dawn decided to put her eggs in that basket, and hope that the audience would support her to victory. But to do that, she would need to appeal to them. She would maintain her stranglehold in popularity, knock Kim off her high horse, and win both the polls and the challenge in one fell swoop.

There had to be some way to earn Victory Points and pull up her score, and get her in good with the audience at the same time.

Well, there is. But I’m not thinking about it.

Dawn knew that the audience wanted to see her naked. Part of the reason she had the lowest number of Victory Points was because she had done absolutely nothing with the master. With Nick. Even Mary had hugged him and Kim had kissed him. But as for her…

I’ve been trying to ignore it and pretend like it would go away. But it won’t, will it? Dawn had no qualms with sleeping with Nick in concept. If it meant getting ahead in this contest, she’d sleep with a stranger, maybe even another girl.

It wasn’t a matter of her being against the activity. It was a matter of her not being prepared or ready.

She’d never had to please a guy before. She didn’t want him unsatisfied with her performance, and she was fairly certain the audience wouldn’t respond well to a virgin fumbling around and messing things up, either.

I have to face facts. As much as it hurts to admit, I’m not skilled enough on my own. If I want to get ahead, then I’ll need some assistance. Someone to show me the ropes, and help me figure out what to do in the bedroom to make him feel good.

The problem was, most of the girls she got along with here (what few there were) weren’t exactly experts in that field, either. And she was certainly not going to ask Gina for advice.

“Oh! Excuse me.” Dawn had been so entranced in her dilemma that she hadn’t been looking where she was going, and bumped into Rose coming down for breakfast.

“No, it’s fine, sorry,” Dawn mumbled out an apology, stepping aside to let her pass.

As Rose walked down the hall, Dawn’s tail brushed against her hip and she felt a shiver of electricity go through her.

Maybe… maybe that could work, she thought, coming up with a truly crazy plan.

But with only 2 VP, she was ****.

Nick had spent most of his free time in his room, waiting for Dawn to show up. He knew he should be more responsible and go hang out with some of the other girls, but honestly, he was wary that Rose might throw herself at him again if he went. He also would be able to avoid Dani, who had scurried out of his room with a flushed look on her face this morning. Whether that meant their plan to subvert her punishment was a success or not, he had no idea. But he was happy to give her some space, and he was pretty sure Dawn wouldn’t mind.

At six o’clock on the dot she knocked on his door, punctual as always. He could expect Dawn to show up on time when she needed to be somewhere.

What he didn't expect was that when Dawn showed up, she did so with Rose Beausoleil hanging over her shoulder with a coy smile on her face.

Dawn’s cheeks were red.

“Bonsoir, mon chérie,” Rose greeted him, strolling past Dawn and into the parlor. “It’s been too long.”

“Rose?!” Nick sputtered in confusion. “What are you doing here? This is supposed to be Dawn’s night with me!”

“Oui,” Rose nodded, licking her lips playfully. “And Dawn is the one that invited me, didn’t you ma chére?”

“Dawn?” Nick looked to Dawn in disbelief. She had a guilty look on her face, and hung her head, nodding shamefully.

What’s going on here? Nick was totally lost.

“Allow me to explain,” Rose said, leading Dawn into the parlor and caressing her cheeks. “Dawn here… has come to seduce you.”

And now Nick understood the situation even less.

“Seduce me?” He laughed incredulously. “Dawn? You’ve got to be kidding! She would never do something like-”

Dawn leaned forward on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against Nick. She kissed him hard, her very first kiss. And she didn’t stop there. Her tongue **** its way past his lips and began to wrap around his, rubbing over every surface inside his mouth. He gasped into the kiss, his eyes widening with shock. It felt like she was everywhere inside him, cleaning him with her tongue, devouring him completely before pulling back and gasping for air.

Kissed the Master! +1 VP

Nick was so stunned he didn’t even respond when the shorter girl pushed him back onto the bed and dropped to her knees in front of him.

"It's quite simple,” Rose whispered, slipping up beside Nick on the couch. “You see, our girl here… she’s such a sweet, innocent thing. Behind her cold exterior is a girl who took over twenty showers in the last few days just to have an excuse to play with her tail. She's been having trouble sleeping because she's just been so horny recently.”

Nick gasped, staring at Dawn’s flushed face. “Is… is that true?”

She averted her eyes, unable to meet his gaze, and nodded slightly.

“She came to me, asking for help,” Rose explained, running her fingers down Nick’s shirt and towards his pants, gently rubbing against his crotch to spur his dick. “Because she didn’t think she’d be able to satisfy you properly on her own. She wanted me here, in order to help… smooth things along.”

“Please…” Dawn squeaked, her eyes wide with desperation. “It’s fine. But I really… I need to do this. Just please… be gentle.”

“She wants it, Nick. She’s wanted it for days.” Rose leaned in close to whisper the last part where Dawn couldn’t hear. “She told me it was because she wants the points, but that’s just another excuse. Look at her tail. That's how you can see what she honestly wants.”

Nick gulped. Dawn’s tail was shaking with excitement, standing up like his cat’s used to when she was about to be fed. He could see in her eyes how much she wanted to do it with him. The girl of his middle school fantasies was kneeling in front of him, **** to please him, and fuck if that didn’t make him hard as a rock!

“Shall we start, then?” Rose whispered, joining Dawn on the carpet. She began undoing the buttons of Dawn’s shirt with one hand while the other rubbed up her thigh, towards her skirt.

Rose licked her lips as she slowly stripped Dawn out of her clothes to bear her body for her master’s pleasure. Dawn had been adamant about wanting to please Nick, and Rose was happy to help her accomplish that. She’d present this piece of reverse-jailbait up to her master like a juicy steak for him to sink his teeth into.

“Your skin is so soft,” Rose whispered into Dawn’s ear as she ran her fingers across the slender girl’s underdeveloped body. “Prime and tender and just waiting to be devoured.”

Dawn’s tail twitched and she suppressed a moan. She wasn’t even focusing on Rose right now, Nick was the only thing she could see. Before she even knew it, she was kneeling between his knees before the bed, her body stripped of every stitch of clothing.

Showed Naked Body to the Master! +5 VP

Nick sucked in air and Dawn tensed. What if he didn’t like her? What if he thought she was too much like a child? She didn’t have the developed curves of the other girls, her body had stopped going through puberty before she even reached high school. But no, Nick's gasp was due to how delicious Dawn looked, tender and delicate and face flushed with excitement. She was gorgeous.

"You look... amazing."

Dawn smiled, about to thank him for his kind words. Then she felt the warmth of Rose’s hands begin to fondle her meager chest. Pain and pleasure shot through her as the blonde grabbed one of her nipples and twisted, making her tail stand up on end.

“Hyahn!” God, even her moan sounded like a squeak from a cat.

“Master…” Rose crooned, continuing to play with Dawn’s breasts. “Our cute little kitty is facing a crisis right now…”

“R-Really?” Nick asked, trying to keep his cool as he saw the girl who had been the target of his affections for so many years get played with by a buxom starlet. “What kind of… crisis?”

Rose licked her lips, glad he was playing along this time. “She feels all warm and wet down here, but she doesn’t know what to do,” Rose answered for Dawn, one hand trailing from her breasts to down between her legs, nestling against the drooling honeypot of the cat girl. “She’s never played with boys before.”

Dawn moaned again. Rose’s fingers felt unnaturally pleasurable. Far better than anything she’d ever experienced before. It was like she knew just where to touch her to make her squirt all over the place. And given how Dawn’s libido was all but extinguished until very recently, she had no defense against the **** to her sanity from the blonde.

“Like what you see, master? I bet you do. I bet you’re going crazy just looking at Dawnie’s naked body exposed like this for your eyes only. What was she again? Valedictorian? A star gymnast? None of that mattered to you, because she was the cutest little thing on two legs, wasn’t she? The target of your fantasies, the girl you pictured in your mind all those nights alone in the shower, frantically stroking that cock of yours… imagining what you’d do to her if she was your little teenage girlfriend…” Rose smiled, rubbing Dawn’s pussy even harder, working her fingers up inside her hot little love tunnel. “Just look at his expression, Dawn… you see how hot you make him, even now? That’s how you know when a man desires you.”

“Mmhmm…” Dawn squeaked out, nodding. It was the most she could do in her present state. She was just trying to hold onto her sanity!

“Damn… Dawn, what even is this?” Nick still couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The way Rose had so brazenly barged in on their planned night together, turning it into… whatever the hell this was. “I wouldn’t have expected you to do something like this…”

“Of course not,” Rose laughed. “She was far too pure for something like this. She needed someone like me to… grease the wheels, as it were. Show her the ropes. Help her… take you.”

Nick gulped as he stared at the puddle of juices forming between Dawn’s legs. Her pussy looked so soft and wet he imagined what it would be like to be inside. Like the hot sensation of Rose’s mouth, but a million times better.

“W-Wait!” Dawn gasped out. “Not… not inside…”

Rose tittered. “Oh, what’s the matter dear? Not a safe day for you? That’s fine, we can just have him pull out-”

“NO!” Dawn started to struggle against Rose’s grip, even though her fingers felt so good. “I mean I don’t want him to put it inside me at all!”

She panted, staring up at Nick with a heated gaze. She choked back her worries and breathed out in a whisper, “not yet, anyway.”

Nick’s cock throbbed in his pants. Fuck, that made him even harder than the sight of Rose playing with her nipples and pussy, how was that even possible?

Rose seemed to be the only one disappointed by that outcome but she hid it well behind a smile. “Well, if you’re not ready for that just yet, tell me… how do you plan to deal with your master’s… issues?” She cooed, reaching over and running her fingers along Nick’s bulge. With her skillful hands she worked his pants loose, pulling them down and unveiling a dick that, while only slightly above average, looked absolutely massive to Dawn’s hungry eyes.

Dawn swallowed, building up saliva in her mouth. Then her lips creaked open and an unnaturally long tongue rolled out down to her chin, sticky and dripping and so hot Nick thought he could see steam rising off it.

Rose narrowed her eyes and smiled. “That’s my girl.”

…But she wasn’t ready to sit back and let Dawn have a go of it juuuuuust yet. Not when she had such a juicy slab of meat throbbing in front of her. She reached up to wrap her hand around it, without asking, of course. She wasn’t here to show Dawn how to be a passive little pussy who meekly ceded to her master’s whims. That wasn’t what any of them wanted. Dawn had a burning desire to be a bad bitch, and even if she thought she lacked the body for it, Rose knew it was more about the attitude. At least, that's what all the screenplays she'd read said. So even though she was as much a virgin as her partner she took the lead and showed the other girl how it was done, sloooowly pumping her fist up and down the shaft as her hand got wet with precum.

“You made the right choice not letting this thing inside you,” Rose purred. “With how hot and angry Nick’s cock is now… he would break you in two if you tried to give him your virginity. But maybe you want that, hmm? A stellar girl like you, who’s the best at everything… is that why you wanted me with you? So you could see first-hand, that you’re not the best? So your pride could break, and your body along with it?”

“N-No, I…”

“Shh, shh,” Rose whispered. “Just look. The master is so pleased, he’s not even paying attention to you anymore.”

Nick had forgotten Dawn was even in the room. Rose’s fingers felt perfect against him, the way she adjusted her grip and turned her wrist, stroking against all his sensitive spots, it was like nothing he’d ever felt before. Her handjob from a few days ago couldn’t compare. How the hell could she have gotten so much better in such a short amount of time?

“I-I can’t…” He panted. “I’m gonna-!”

Rose ripped his hand away and left him pumping at the air. Robbed of the sensation of her wonderful fingertips Nick couldn’t find the stimulation to take him over the edge anymore, and he let out a pained whine as his body cooled down against his will.

“I’m sorry master,” Rose cooed, kissing him gingerly on the cheek. “But I couldn’t take away her first cumshot. She deserves to earn it for herself, don’t you agree?”

Nick had never had a hands-free orgasm before, but the sound of Rose’s voice in his ear damn near changed that. He winced and thrust again, practically offering the angry purple head of his cock up for Dawn to taste.

Her tail was going crazy and she couldn’t contain the heat boiling between her legs as she stared at the pulsing helmet of his dick, throbbing in **** need for a nice, wet hole to slide into. And Dawn had one to spare.

Letting out a tiny moan, she opened her mouth and lifted her tongue, wrapping it around Nick’s shaft.

Nick froze. Dawn’s tongue was so wet and warm it was like his dick was being massaged by an eel. But it didn’t feel at all like a normal tongue. It stuck to his skin as it coiled around his length, with the same rough, sticky texture of a cat’s tongue. She’d only just barely touched him but already his penis felt better than it ever had in Rose’s mouth.

“Urgh! Cumming!” He groaned, spurting out his load before he could stop himself. His thick seed spurted out all over Dawn’s face, staining her cheeks and forehead and covering her glasses in so much white she was blinded.

“U-Uweeh?!” Dawn screeched, pulling back at the feeling of Nick’s warmth coating her face. She hadn’t expected him to… not so suddenly!

Facial! +3 VP

Rose laughed. “Well, I think we just got a glimpse of how potent that transformation of yours really is!”

“It-It’s not funny!” Dawn wailed, stuck between wanting to scrape her face clean and not wanting to touch his semen with her fingers. The mood was starting to die now that Nick’s shaft was softening. But Rose wasn’t about to allow that.

“Don’t worry,” she purred, slinking back down next to the spermed brunette. “The night is young, and we’re just getting started.”

And then to Nick’s shock, she parted her lips and a tongue as long as Dawn’s slid out, running up the length of the other girl’s cheek and collecting his semen. She swallowed it down with a smile, winking up at him as she did.

That bitch! Nick realized now why her stroking him off earlier had felt so good and taken him to the edge so quickly. He thought it had been because of how hot it was to see those two girls playing with each other, but no. Rose had used her Method Acting again, and this time she had copied Dawn’s new transformation!

The realization that there were two girls in the room now whose tongues and fingers could cause him incomparable pleasure made Nick’s flagging penis start to revive itself.

Rose had finished cleaning off Dawn’s face, and the other girl was panting furiously, her tongue coiling in response. All that was left was her glasses. Rose plucked them from her eyes, allowing the other girl to finally see again, even if her vision was blurry.

“Come on now,” she cooed, dangling Dawn’s spunk-covered lenses in front of her. “Don’t you want a taste of what you just earned?”

Panting, Dawn couldn’t even argue. Her tongue lashed out and licked her glasses clean, and she nearly orgasmed again at the taste.

“Sho… sho good…” She panted. Rose smiled, and with a flick of her wrist sent Dawn’s glasses skittering across the room.

“HEY!” Dawn cried, snapping out of her lust-filled haze. “I need those!”

“What you need is to pay attention,” Rose chastised, turning the half-blind girl’s head towards Nick’s blurry shaft. “Your master is **** to get hard again… and I need a bit of help.”

Her tongue reached out and wrapped around Nick’s soft shaft, causing it to throb. Dawn squinted, barely able to make out Rose’s coy smirk as she rubbed her face up against it, caressing his balls with her fingers and rubbing his head with her tongue.

“Unless you don’t think you can measure up…” Rose’s words may have come out a little more garbled than that, but Dawn heard the meaning with perfect clarity. Her competitive nature ignited, she scooted forward until she was kneeling on the opposite side of his shaft, glaring over the quickly-hardening meat at her partner and teacher in degeneracy.

“Oh, FUCK!” Nick groaned, grabbing the bedsheet as Dawn’s tongue joined Rose’s in curling around his shaft. If Dawn’s tongue had felt amazing, both girls working on his length was paradise. They were slurping and sucking and flexing and coiling and everything between his legs felt so wet and sticky he couldn’t say for sure that his dick hadn’t melted under their ministrations. They were practically making out around his cock they were so thirsty.

“There we go.” Now that Nick was fully hard again Rose pulled back, leaving Dawn to handle the rest. This was her night, after all, and she’d certainly earned it. “I’ll leave the rest to you. Take good care of the master’s cock. And don’t forget to beg.”

The truth of the matter was that Rose was running out of things she knew how to do. She'd gone miles further tonight than she ever had before, thanks to Dawn's admiration pumping her up and making her more excited to please. But if she went any further, her true nature might peak through, and she couldn't have that.

Luckily, Dawn was too lost in her heat to be observant.

Dawn swallowed, her cheeks turning red. “M-Master…” she croaked out as she drew back her tongue. “M-May I please suck your penis?”

“No!” Rose clicked her tongue and swished her finger from side to side. “You have to call it a ‘cock’ ma chére. When a man’s tool is this hot and hard and **** to be inside of you, it’s no simple penis anymore, it’s a ‘cock’. Say it properly.”

Dawn swallowed, her eyes pinpricks of brown in a sea of white. This close to his throbbing shaft, she didn’t even need her glasses to see it perfectly. She could feel the heat from it kissing her skin, and she almost came again.

“Master…” She breathed. “May I please… suck your cock?”

“Ungh, fuck yes…” Nick groaned, overwhelmed at the sound of his childhood crush, the girl who’d blown him off every time he tried to ask her out, practically begging to blow him off in a different way. He couldn’t thrust at her face fast enough.

Dawn’s body knew what it wanted, and her mind, for once, was in perfect agreement with it. But still she hesitated. What if she didn’t know what to do? What if her mouth was too small for him? What if, what if, what if?

None of those “what ifs” mattered, because she wasn’t given a choice. Her mouth hanging open and her tongue dangling out, Dawn was the perfect target for Rose’s machinations.

“Open wide,” the blonde tittered, grabbing the back of Dawn’s head and forcing it downwards over Nick’s shaft. The way the brunette’s lips effortlessly parted to allow him entry demonstrated what a natural cocksucker she was. Her transformation had turned the inside of her mouth into the perfect hole to be inside of, and Nick had to resist the urge to bust his load immediately for the second time.

It was nearly impossible to fight, though. Dawn’s throat was so small and tight, and as she struggled to get the rest of his shaft down into her gullet he was reminded of the difference in their size.

“Hack! Gluck! Glurk!” A series of gags and sputters erupted from deep inside her as she **** herself down his shaft, her eyes rolling back in her head. Drool and precum spurted out of the ring around his dick, lubing him up to better drill down inside her. Dawn was letting out loud sounds and groans like she was trying to say something, but whatever it was Nick’s cock more than drowned her out.

“What a bad girl you are now, hmm?” Rose tittered, reaching out and petting Dawn’s hair, taking extra care to stroke the girl’s ears and drive her to another orgasm. Her throat tightened as she moaned and she nearly milked Nick’s load out then and there. But fortunately he had more stamina the second time, and was just barely able to hold on.

That meant Rose could play with them both some more. “You’re a bad, slutty little kitty, aren’t you Dawn?” She cooed, continuing to pet the shorter girl like she was some twisted sort of pet. “A bad kitty like you is just so greedy for her master’s milk, isn’t that right?”

“Fuck, Rose, stop, I’m so fucking close…” Nick begged. Her words were driving him over the edge and he didn’t want this to be over so quickly, he wanted to spend the rest of his life inside Dawn’s tight throat! But there was the concern of her **** to think about. The amount of semen he felt filling up his balls was no joke, and if Dawn took all of the straight into her stomach like this, there was a good chance she might-

“Stop whining and come already,” Rose snapped, grabbing Dawn by the ears and pulling her down the rest of his length.

Both bodies, penetrator and penetrated, seized up at the overflow of stimulation the sudden shift to them caused. For Dawn, the feeling of Rose grabbing her ears while forcing Nick’s shaft down her throat had been enough to tip her into another orgasm. For Nick, the feeling of her throat tightening up due to said orgasm dragged him right along with her.

“FUUUUUUUUCK!” He screamed, grabbing the sheet and throwing back his head. “I’m cumming! Fuck! Take it all!”

“Glurrrghl! MPRHHHHREGN! SHLRPHGG!” Dawn didn’t really have much of a choice. Rose was holding her in place by her ears, sending spasm after spasm down to her legs as her tail flailed wildly behind her. She moaned and groaned, massaging his shaft with every gurgle as she struggled for air, feeling him heat up inside her and get thicker and thicker until he finally unleashed that monster load down her throat.

Blowjob! +3 VP

Swallowed! +1 VP

The feeling of her master emptying himself inside her was enough to set off another orgasm inside Dawn, the last of the night. Exhausted, she went slack, only held upright by Nick’s shaft and Rose’s fingers, which were still gently massaging her ears.

Looking down at the sloppy, stained brunette beneath her, Rose smiled, satisfied that the poor thing had been thoroughly exhausted.

“Congratulations, Dawn,” Rose tittered, releasing the cat girl from her grasp and letting her slide off Nick’s softening cock. “I’d say your first lesson was a marked success."

Nick was down for the count as well, so Rose slip up beside him, spooning him with a smile on her face. Dazed and confused and completely exhausted, Dawn managed to pull herself up onto the mattress as well. Not thinking twice, she curled up at the foot of the bed like the good little kitty she was, and drifted off into the most satisfying night’s sleep she’d had in days.