A good pet's reward

Suki trembled as she knelt on all fours, her body still humming from the previous dares. The cat ears perched atop her head twitched slightly with every shaky breath, her dark almond eyes glazed with a mix of exhaustion and arousal. Her petite frame was slick with sweat, her skin flushed from the teasing touches and humiliating tasks she’d endured. The silicone tail still nestled snugly between her cheeks, a constant reminder of her submission.

Her panties—what little remained of them—were soaked through, a mix of her own slick arousal and the golden trails of her earlier humiliation clinging to the lace. The damp fabric clung to her folds, the cold air making her shiver as it brushed against her exposed skin. Every movement sent a jolt of sensation through her, the plug inside her shifting just enough to tease her already overstimulated nerves.

Cathy’s voice cut through the haze, sweet and commanding. “Last dare, kitten.”

Suki’s breath hitched.

The blonde stood, her curvy hips swaying as she moved to the center of the room, placing a shallow bowl of milk on the carpet. The liquid shimmered under the dim light, its surface smooth and inviting. Cathy’s blue eyes gleamed as she turned back to Suki, her plump lips curling into a smirk.

“You’re going to drink this. Like a good little pet.”

Suki swallowed hard.

“On all fours,” Cathy continued, her voice dropping to a purr. “No hands. Just your tongue.”

A whimper escaped Suki’s throat. The thought of lapping at the milk like some ****, needy animal sent a fresh wave of heat between her thighs.

Cathy knelt beside the bowl, her fingers trailing down Suki’s spine. “And while you do, we’re going to play with you.”

Suki’s pulse spiked.

“Any way we want.”

The words hung in the air, thick with promise. The other girls shifted closer, their gazes hungry.

Suki hesitated for only a second before lowering her head, her dark hair brushing against the rim of the bowl. The scent of milk filled her nose, sweet and rich. Slowly, her tongue darted out, lapping at the surface. The first taste was cool against her lips, the liquid smooth as it slid down her throat.

Cathy’s fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her closer. “Good girl,” she murmured, her thumb stroking Suki’s cheek.

Suki’s breath hitched as she continued to lap at the milk, her tongue flicking out in kittenish strokes. The cool liquid spilled over her lips, dripping down her chin as she struggled to drink without the use of her hands. The sensation was humiliating—degrading—and yet, her pussy clenched around nothing, aching with need.

The other girls didn’t waste a second.

Allison was the first to touch her, her strong fingers tracing the curve of Suki’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh hard enough to leave faint red marks. “Look at her,” she murmured, her voice thick with amusement. “So **** for it.”

Suki whimpered, her tongue still working at the milk, her cheeks burning.

Anita’s hands joined next, her nails scraping lightly down Suki’s spine before gripping her hips. “Such a pretty little pet,” she purred, her thumbs digging into the dimples just above Suki’s ass. “You love this, don’t you?”

Suki couldn’t answer—couldn’t even think—not with the twins closing in on either side of her.

Sam’s fingers tangled in Suki’s dark hair, tugging just hard enough to make her gasp. “Don’t stop drinking, kitty,” she teased, her breath hot against Suki’s ear. “Or do you need encouragement?”

Before Suki could react, Erica’s fingers pinched one of her nipples through the lace of her bralette, twisting just enough to make her jerk. A sharp cry escaped Suki’s lips, milk spilling from her mouth as she arched into the touch.

“Ah—ah!”

Erica smirked, her other hand slipping between Suki’s thighs, fingertips brushing over her soaked panties. “So wet already,” she murmured. “And we’ve barely even started.”

Jo’s hands joined the fray next, her fingers tracing the outline of the plug still nestled inside Suki’s ass. “You’re still holding this so well,” she murmured, her voice low and approving. “Such a good girl.”

The praise sent a fresh wave of heat through Suki’s body, her hips rocking involuntarily against Erica’s teasing fingers. She tried to focus on the milk, her tongue lapping messily at the bowl, but it was impossible—not with Cathy’s fingers now tracing the curve of her jaw, not with Allison’s teeth grazing the back of her neck.

“Mmm, she’s trembling,” Cathy murmured, her thumb swiping over Suki’s lower lip, smearing milk across her skin. “Do you want more, kitten?”

Suki whimpered, her body alight with sensation.

Allison’s hands slid around to Suki’s front, her palms cupping the petite swell of her breasts, thumbs flicking over her stiff nipples. “I think she does,” she mused, her voice dripping with amusement.

Anita leaned in, her lips brushing the shell of Suki’s ear. “Then let’s give it to her.”

The words had barely left her mouth before Erica’s fingers finally pushed past the soaked fabric of Suki’s panties, dipping into her slick heat without warning.

Suki cried out, her back arching, her thighs trembling as Erica’s fingers curled inside her. The stretch was delicious, the friction unbearable—but Erica didn’t let her adjust, didn’t let her catch her breath. She fucked her with slow, deliberate strokes, her thumb circling Suki’s clit in tight, teasing circles.

“N-No—!” Suki gasped, her hips jerking.

“No?” Erica purred, her fingers stilling. “You don’t want to cum?”

Suki whined, her body betraying her, her hips chasing Erica’s touch.

The girls laughed, their hands roaming freely now—groping, pinching, teasing. Cathy’s fingers tangled in Suki’s hair, tilting her head back as she poured a thin stream of milk directly into her mouth.

“Drink,” she ordered, her voice firm.

Suki obeyed, swallowing desperately, the liquid spilling over her lips, dripping down her chin, her throat.

Allison’s teeth grazed her shoulder, leaving behind a faint red mark. “Such a messy little pet.”

Sam’s nails dragged down Suki’s sides, leaving faint pink trails in their wake. “Look at her,” she giggled. “She’s shaking.”

Jo’s fingers tightened around the base of the plug, giving it a slow, torturous twist. “Should we let her cum?”

Suki’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body strung tight, teetering on the edge.

Anita’s lips brushed her ear. “Not yet.”

Erica’s fingers withdrew abruptly, leaving Suki empty, aching. A broken sob escaped her lips.

Cathy smirked, tipping the bowl just enough to let the last drops of milk spill onto the carpet. “Clean it up, kitten.”

Suki hesitated for only a second before lowering her head, her tongue darting out to lap at the spilled milk. The humiliation burned through her, her body still trembling with denied pleasure.

The girls watched, their touches gentler now—petting her hair, stroking her back—as if rewarding her obedience.

“Good girl,” Jo murmured, her fingers tracing the curve of Suki’s spine.

Suki whimpered, her body still thrumming with need.