A gathering of the female heroes, at Miruko's Apartment

The rabbit hero glares at her phone, her long rabbit ears bristling in that way you've learned by now signals she's annoyed or frustrated. Not that you needed that sign exactly, when the scowl on her full lips and the narrowing of her gorgeous red eyes is much more obvious. Whatever was in that message must have upset her. You quiver nervously, naked and draped over her lap, lip trembling as you wonder if you can ask her what's wrong.

You do want to. Seeing her upset like this makes you feel bad in turn, but...should you? After all, you're just her live-in maid and sex toy as she's always been quick to remind you, not her friend and certainly not her lover. Is it even your place to ask anything about her life? Let alone hoping you could somehow offer a kind word or two to help her with whatever this problem is. That's even more stupid. There's no way a weak, useless catboy like you could ever help the amazing, powerful and bold rabbit hero with anything at all. Still, seeing her brow furrowed with frustration you find you can't just lay here naked and watch her scowl. You...want to help.

"Um...is everything alright?" You manage to stammer, your voice soft and hesitant. The rabbit hero sighs softly. Rather than scolding you, her hand runs down your back that long, lingering caress making you shiver with delight and your long, black kitty tail wiggle excitedly.

"Yeah, all good, kitten." She nods. "Just not sure how I'm going to swing this exactly." She pauses a moment, and you wonder if she's going to even bother telling you any more, but then she continues, her warm hand still stroking gently up and down your back. "See, there's this stupid new initiative from the Hero Association. Woman's empowerment, just another of those dumb marketing stunts." She tosses her head, ears twitching in annoyance "They won't change anything useful, they just want us ladies working closer together from now on, as if it's somehow my duty to take time out my day and help out a bunch of weaker heroes because we've got the same equipment between our legs. It's all nonsense, just meant to set up some photoshoots of a bunch of women heroes for those obsessive reporters and creepy fanboys to drool over." She scoffs loudly.

You bite your lip, keeping very quiet as your cheeks flush even hotter. After all, it wasn't very long ago at all that you were one of those same fanboys, scouring the internet for every snap of Miruko you could find on the internet and spending hours staring at her powerful legs, muscular thighs and round ass in that tight leotard while jerking off furiously. The rabbit hero teaming up with some other sexy, powerful female heroes is kind of a dream come true for you or rather a lustful fantasy. Just imagining all of them posing together after beating up some wicked villain, skin and uniforms sheened with sweat, hair wild and astray, breasts bouncing under tight costumes as they cheer and hug...or maybe even grope each other and make out! it's all enough to make you rather light-headed with lust.

It's a good thing Miruko was sensible enough to lock your dick away, or else you're pretty sure you'd be frantically humping her leg right now, trying to eke out an orgasm that's coiling in your belly right now like a tight knot of fire . You practically are humping her anyway, even though the plastic locked around your straining erection makes all your helpless rubbing against her muscled thigh kind of hopeless.

"I should have told them to go fuck themselves when they tried to rope me in." Miruko continues. By now, her hand has found it's way back down to your round bare bottom and you whimper in delight as her firm fingers idly squeeze around one soft cheeks, making your tight, needy hole clench around the plug buried there. "It's your damn fault I didn't kitten. You've made me too soft." She chuckles. "The way I'm always satisfied now and don't have to worry about my sex drive running out of control, it's really mellowed me out. They caught me in a good mood, thinking about the adorable way you squeal when I pound you into the bed with my strapon, and fuck me if I didn't end up telling them I'd help. Serves me right really."

"So...you're teaming up with other heroes!" You gasp, eyes wide with awe and excitement. "Other...women heroes!" A faint scowl flickers across her face and you only have a moment to regret your obvious excitement before her firm palm lands across your bare bottom with a sharp crack that reverberates through your squirming body. The hot sting across your sensitive quivering cheek makes you gasp. You really felt that one, it felt a lot harder than the playful smack she gave you earlier. The rabbit hero can spank really quite hard when she wants to, but even though it hurts that doesn't stop your tiny dick straining even harder against the chastity cage. You actually...quite like it when she spanks your bare bottom, after all.

"Don't get all worked up about seeing other women, kitten." She growls. "Fuck's sake, now you've gone and reminded me the main why I don't want to do any of this, beyond it just being a massive pain in my ass." Her ears quiver with irritation as you hold your breath, more than a little confused. You can't follow that thread at all, no matter how obvious she acts like it should be. Why would she even care if her live-in sex toy got a bit excited about seeing other women heroes with her anyway? Maybe you should just keep your mouth shut, it keeps getting you into trouble after all, but you find yourself speaking up anyway.

"Why is that?" You ask uncertainly. Her jaw clenches, and you wince and brace yourself for another hard spank, pretty sure you've just said something stupid.

"Well...because some of those other heroes are going to be coming over here soon." The rabbit hero growls instead. "They want like....a group brainstorming session or some shit, a bunch of us all talking about how we handle hero work. It's meant to be like a casual get together, they want to build bonds between women heroes, help us work together in the future. Fat chance of that happening really, doubt any of those women could keep up with me when it comes down to a real fight." She scoffs again. "Tried to tell the suits that myself, but none of them listened, then the idiots went and chose my place as the site for the first meeting! My fucking apartment!" She scowls. "So a bunch of those wannabe hero girls are supposed to be coming over here in just a few days time, while I've got you here prancing around!"

"Um...that really doesn't sound so bad to me." You comment. This time, yes, that earns you another hard smack across your bare butt, a shrill squeal escaping your parted lips as her hand lands over soft, sensitive cheeks.

"Of course you'd say that." She tosses her head. "You'll probably enjoy every minute. Gawping at all those other women, letting them paw at you whenever they want. You'd be happy as a kitten with his face buried in a big bowl of cream." Your eyes widen in shock as you finally realize what she's getting at. Of course, you stupid kitten! It's so obvious. You're living here now, in her apartment, where this meeting of sexy female heroes is going to happen. Of course Miruko thinks that you'll do something stupid or clumsy and embarrass her! And, you have to admit to yourself, you probably would. Just the thought of seeing all those powerful women already makes you feel rather dizzy, you'd probably be tripping over your own feet and getting all dumb and tongue-tied if it actually did happen.

"Well...you could always just hide me somewhere if you want." You suggest.

"You think I didn't think of that?" She sighs. Then a teasing smirk flickers across her face, one that makes you shiver with nervous desire. "I figured I could probably just stash you in my closet for the day. Tied up of course, those cute paws bound behind your back and your legs all wrapped up tight to keep you out of trouble. A blindfold too, but I'd also give you something to keep you amused, I'm nice like that. Reckon I'd stuff that cute little butt of yours with another plug, a vibrating one this time. I'd put the settings down nice and low, just enough to tease you, wouldn't want you cumming, now would we? That way when I was finally done for the day and let you out, you'd be so **** to please me I could just...eat you up." You let out a small whimper at that, part nervousness at the idea of being locked away like that for hours and part anticipation. Unfortunately, Miruko's smile slips away as quickly as it came, and she goes back to a frustrated scowl before continuing. "But then I remembered that bitch Midnight. The suits insist she comes along of course, and her nose is almost as good as mine when it comes to cute subby boys anyway. Even if I buried you under the floorboards she'd still sniff you out somehow. The minute she steps into this apartment she's going to know I've got my own pet boy now, and that's going to be big trouble."

You lay there, still across her lap, once again unsure what exactly the problem is. Why does it matter if Midnight knows you're staying here with Miruko anyway? It isn't such a big deal is it? You find yourself blushing even hotter as thoughts of the R-Rated hero slip into your mind. While she wasn't quite as prominent in your fantasies before all this as Miruko was, you still had plenty of naughty dreams about the curvaceous domme hero with the sleeping scent Quirk. Like imagining her standing over your naked, kneeling body in her deliciously tight and fragile skintight costume, a whip in her hand and a teasing smirk on her lips. She'd reach down, teasingly slow, and rip away the part of her uniform between her thick thighs, and then she'd order you to put your head down there and pleasure her. A soft whine of longing escapes your lips at that, your poor dick straining against the plastic of the cage. Even after you've had more experience eating out the rabbit hero than you'd ever dreamed of in your wildest fantasies, it still seems like your naughty brain can long for more.

"Suppose I don't have much of a choice now though." Miruko sighs softly, going back to gently stroking your back. At least she hasn't noticed how distracted you are with thoughts of another female hero, or else you're pretty sure your poor bottom would be stinging with another hard smack right about now. "I agreed to do it, and I don't go back on my word. And who knows, maybe it'll work. Maybe some of these other women might learn a thing or two from me about how to actually stand up in a fight and take down some villains on their own instead of needing a team to back them up all the time."

You gasp softly, quickly forcing all your naughty fantasies aside, as difficult as that is with your naked body still draped across your beautiful idol's lap and her hand lingering on your bare bottom. This is so much more important! Miruko's the top female hero in the country for good reason, maybe she really can help these other women improve their skills. If she does, that means more evil villains defeated, and more innocent people saved! You've got to persuade her to try at least, especially since for some reason you can't figure out just yet, it's you that seem to be causing her to hesitate.

"Um...I think you should do it." You squeak out nervously, your kitty ears folding back as you hope she won't be annoyed at your boldness. "It'd...really help those other women, learning from you. You're so good at being a hero, you deserve to be the top in the country, and..um, the way you fought off that tentacle villain, it was just so amazing! How fast you moved, how hard you fought...I couldn't believe it!" You stare up at her with starry worship in your eyes, remembering how she moved when she was saving you from that horrible creature, like an avenging goddess, each of her kicks landing with **** enough to shatter boulders. "And I promise I wouldn't get in the way or embarrass you in front of them." You continue, your voice getting rather breathless. "I can serve drinks or snacks, make sure the house is all nice and clean for your meeting. I know I'm clumsy and don't know much, but I'd really do my best this time to be good!" Miruko pauses, her red eyes wide as she stares down at you in silence for a few long moments, her gorgeous face unreadable. Then she smiles again, a softness to the curve of her full lips that you haven't seen much before.

"Alright, kitten." She murmurs, her hand slipping up to gently pat your head and rub between your kitty ears in that way that just turns all your limbs to jelly. You find yourself purring helplessly, long black tail swishing from side to side to brush against her muscled arm. "Maybe it won't be so bad. If I really can't hide you, maybe it's for the best I just rip the bandage off now." She pauses again, and her lips curl once again into that. "I can even have some fun with it. I've still got that maid outfit you looked so fucking delicious in on your very first day here, you can serve drinks like you suggested. Before any of that though, before I let any other woman even have a sniff at you, I think I'm going to have to make absolutely sure that every inch of this body of yours knows exactly who it belongs to."

Her smile goes wider than, and her red eyes light up in that dangerous way that you know means you're about to be put through the wringer. Somehow you can't quite find it in yourself to feel all that worried about it though, not when she grabs you in her strong hands and tosses your helpless body over one muscled shoulder as she rises from the couch, carrying you off towards her waiting bedroom as you squeal in shrill delight.