She Finds A Way To Forgive Melody

Blaire had a naughty expression plastered on her face as she leaned over and asked, "So does this mean I'm not giving you enough 'attention'?" You felt Blaire's tail snake over your back and entwine with Melody's.

A shiver ran through Melody, but she recomposed herself as uttered, "Blaire! That was a secret! I mean...your boyfriend is right there."

"Oh, you mean I shouldn't tell him about how we fool around whenever we sleep over together? I shouldn't tell him about the countless times I've spanked you, sucked you, and fucked you?" As Blaire ran over the list of taboo actions the two hand engages in, Melody's cheeks burnt brighter and brighter. "Should I also not tell him that you love it when I make you my pet?" Jack was completely shocked! He had figured Melody was the dominant personality, but behind closed doors, she was completely submissive.

At this point, Blaire scooted over on the couch and took a place on your lap, turned so she could still face her humiliated friend. "He already knows, sweetheart." Her hand stroked Melodies hair softly, scratching behind he ears in reassurance. "He told me one day that he had a thing for girl-on-girl and threesome...how could I resist?" Jack didn't remember any of this, but he was sure glad that it apparently happened. The way Blaire was teasing Melody really turned him on; his cock was swelling rapidly, pressing tightly on his pants.

"You know, you did try to make a move on my boyfriend...I think that deserves some kind of punishment."

Melody nodded nervously. "What should I do?

Without a word, the red haired catgirl pushed Melody so her upper body was dangling off the couch and her ass was stuck up in the air. Before she could even gasp, Melody felt a strong, stern smack on her rear. She yelped in pain, then bit her lip.

"Who is a bad kitty?" Blaire said, assaulting her friends round, firm backside with a barrage of blows.

"Ah! Ah! I am!" she said, her voice raising with each slap. Jack thought he hear a twinge of arousal in her cries.

"Oh Jack, sweetie," Blaire said, her voice mockingly sweet, "could you do me a favor? Could you keep spanking her while I forgive her?"

"Uh, sure." He was confused, but his raging hard on told him not to question the woman.

As Jack continued Melody's punishment, Blaire took off her jeans and panties, walked to the end of the couch and laid down, positioning herself so her ass was braced on the couch and Melody's face came right between her legs. With a forceful shove, Blaire drove her friend directly into her wet, warm pussy. Melody resisted by sheer reaction at first, but quickly have in and started to pleasure her mistress with her tongue.

"Oooooooh, now you're being a good kitty!" The raven haired catgirl's moans of pain and pleasure further stimulated her, causing her to gasp and squeal at times. Jack realized this and would sometimes strike Melody harder to cause Blaire to squirm.

After a few minutes of wanton debauchery, Blaire calls to you in a dreamy voice. "Jack...oooooh, Jack...give it to her." Her next word was far less dreamy and much more deliberated. "HARD."