A reward

They took a quick shower, though Emi seemed too wrung out to keep up her kitten act, getting up and trudging over to the bathroom. That triggered a strange sense of satisfaction in him, seeing her dizzy and done after his valiant efforts. A feeling that was amplified by the fact that he could have made her cum if he had let her.

After the shower and drying herself off, Emi hesitated and threw him a torn look.

"Can we stop the game for today?", she asked in an uncertain and exhausted voice. He immediately tried to reassure her and drew her into a hug.

"Of course, this was fun, but I'm more than ok with spending the rest of the evening as we usually do."

She tiredly nodded against his chest and hugged him back.

"Ok.", she seemed relieved that he didn't mind, which somewhat unsettled Michael. He didn't show it, but the fact Emi always seemed surprised when he was fine with de-escalating their play worried him.

After another moment of silent hugging, Emi wiggled out of his embrace, energy partially restored.

"I still want my reward for being good though!", she declared with a cheeky grin. Michael's worries faded into the background as he couldn't help but grin back.

"Of course, good girls need to be rewarded.", he agreed, before stepping forward and suddenly lifting her up and against himself. She let out a surprised yelp that developed into happy giggles as he carried her out of the bathroom and towards the bedroom.

"Oh, seems like Master found his wild and rowdy side today.", she teasingly taunted. He chuckled before letting out a deep growl that reverberated through their bodies.

"Didn't seem like you mind.", he whispered into her ear before he threw her onto the bed. Emi yelped again, but this time her face had turned suspiciously red.

"Hands above your head. Cross your wrists and keep them there.", he ordered as he climbed onto the bed and towards her. It seemed to come more naturally to him these days. She quickly complied, laying on her back and positioning her arms above her head as instructed. This in turn, provided a wonderful view of her outstretched, lithe body. He ran his hand over her, starting at the curve of her neck before grazing her firm, standing nipples. She let out a breathy gasp and fidgeted a little at the sensation.

"Spread your legs for me.", he demanded as he lay down next to her. Emi had turned her head towards him and looked up with heated eyes. She bit her lip.

"Yes Master~", she said and slowly opened them for his hand to sneak in between. He quickly found his target, gently stroking between her folds and locating the little hard nub that made her moan so deliciously. Despite the recent shower, she was once again slick and wet for him, the gentle caress of his fingers immediately drawing out sensual gasps from the denied cat girl.

"Oh, what a good girl I've got here.", he cooed teasingly. "Already so wet for me."

Emi had closed her eyes from embarrassment and tried to hide her face in the pillow. It only fired him on even more.

Increasing his strokes, he coaxed more and more moans from her, the denied cat girl's body reacting readily to his touch. Briefly, her arms came undone as Emi lost concentration and was immediately punished for this with a slap on her pussy.

A short yelp of pain was followed by even more distressed moans as he immediately resumed his caresses.

"Hands stay where they are.", Michael warned in a firm voice as he enjoyed the sight of his ever-obedient pet struggling to stay still.

"y-yes. I am s-sorry, M-maste-r~", she moaned out. Her moans suddenly shortened and increased in volume. He continued to bring her to the brink of her orgasm before suddenly stopping and raising his finger right above her sensitive, swollen clit.

"M-aSTER-!", the pent up pet cried out in frustration.

"Ah, ah, ah.", he shot back, delivering another light slap to her slit with every 'ah' that made her squirm and almost fail to keep her hands above her head.

"I said you will be rewarded. I didn't say I wouldn't edge and tease you before you cum.

Good girls don't raise their voice at their Master!"

Emi looked up with slightly teary eyes, the frustration plain in her face. After a short moment, she looked down and nodded with a renewed flush on it.

"Of course. I am sorry, Master."

He took that chance to slowly start stimulating her again, and after a minute or so, she had once again developed into a moaning mess under his hands. Once again he brought her just to the cusp of her orgasm, her body convulsing and tail thrashing between her legs.

"Please, Please, please, let me-", she began to beg as she barely hung on.

He ignored her and continued his caressing even as she became more and more ****.

"-please, Master I can't-"

"Cum.", he ordered the moment he felt her body seize up. The next second, she began to violently convulse as the long overdue waves of pleasure washed across her one after the other. And he kept her cumming even as she begged to stop.