Don't answer that, final warning!

Downing the remainder of your glass, you tried your best to focus on anything aside from the dangling cat-girl. But in a shock to no one, you failed miserably.

Up-close, you finally got a look at the girl beneath the costume and yet again in a shock to no one, she was an absolute stunner.

I mean hey at least Eva isn’t trying to pawn you off on ugly girls.

She must have measured 170cm or 172cm maybe more in a decent pair of heels. But dangling helplessly from the ceiling, kitten seemed so smol, so precious, like you could just snatch her up and stow her in your shirt pocket.

A willowy build she occupied that bewitching space between toned and lean, spiced with just the right amount of squish in all the best places.

Her body

Oof her body.

It was as pale and flawless as the fallen snow with long rivers of platinum blonde and ombre pink hair running down its length. Stopping only just short of her navel.

“You know it’s rude to stare Joseph.”

Caught red-handed, you blushed.

“Although given the circumstances, I believe our guest would be more insulted if you didn’t.”

Shifting her attention to the girl, Eva languidly tapped her fingers down kitty’s sides. Her skin winning the pale contest by only a shade or two.

Ending at the top of her waist, Eva pulled aside the long platinum blonde locks giving you a wink in the process. Holding the hair off to the side, she knelt down and kissed the two Venus dimples dotting the woman’s back then carried her trail of kisses up kitten’s spine stopping only once she reached the nape of her neck.

Shivering, you remembered Eva’s touch on your own body.

Beckoning you to her, you stood up and moved towards the pair.

An unwavering gentleman, you kept your eyes shoulder-level and up. Focusing on the blonde and pink bangs tickling the edge of cat-girl’s blindfold.

“Joseph, this darling before you is Ms. Pepper Klein and she will be playing the role of your precious pet this morning.

Isn’t that right Ms. Klein.”

Eva asked lovingly groping the faux fur ears atop Pepper’s head.

“Yes.”

Pepper answered,

Her voice soft and unwavering with a tone of obedience but not submission.

“Yes, what?”

Eva repeated with the tenor of an annoyed mom.

“Yes…Mistress.”

You then felt a familiar presence knocking on your psyche.

Please don’t let her in again, it’s still a mess from last time.

Sighing, you allowed her to speak.

“Simple question roo-roo, blindfold on or off?”

Reacting instinctively you answered “off”

You know she said blindfold and not top right?

“Excellent choice, I too love seeing my pet’s eyes when I play with them.”

She snickered with just a hint of venom in her voice.

Undoing the knot Eva let the blindfold fall to the ground.

With the barrier gone you caught a glimpse of the brilliant set of sea-foam green peepers staring back at you from beneath the rivers of hair.

They were unsettlingly calm like a sea without a tide, utterly motionless.

“Um, hi. I’m Joseph.”

Unable to shake her hand, you weren’t sure of the etiquette in this situation.

Should you go for a thigh or would that be too intimate a gesture? Maybe a breast instead?

Real gentleman-like.

You waited for a reply from Pepper, however you got nothing until Eva broke the silence.

“Darling, your master addressed you. A good kitten should always answer her master.”

Eva clearly had never owned cats before.

Cats don’t give a fuuuuuuu.

“Hello…Master.”

Pepper answered in that same soft, compliant tone.

You were tempted to ask “how are you”, but that felt a bit insensitive given the situation.

So uh what now?

I’m not really sure.

Not sure?

Yeah, having a Succubus dangle a half-naked cat-girl in front of me isn’t exactly an everyday occurrence.

Wouldn’t it be nice if it was though?

“Boys, if you’re quite done with your monologuing. I believe your kitten would like to play.”

Shit! Did you hear that!?

Yuuup.

Spooky~~

Seizing your wrist, Eva guided your hand to Pepper’s love.

“Feel the heat dripping off her, the darling’s **** for attention.”

Eva raked her nails across your palm before releasing your hand with a tip-tap of her fingertips on yours.

Uncomfortably close, it wouldn’t take much for skin on skin contact. Even a slight twitch would be sufficient.

“Play with her.”

“Toy with her.”

“Touch her.”

“Use her.”

Eva’s tempting words echoing to only yourself.

I warned you not to let her in.