Being Princess Kitty

The sunlight peeking through the blinds pulls you from a long, peaceful dream, & you lazily flop onto the other side of your enormous bed. Papi pokes his head in the doorway as you untangle your long legs from your blankets, summoned by one of your more dramatic yawns.

"Good morning, Princess Kitty. Did you sleep well? You're looking cute today!" Papi's carrying a plate with some sort of pastry, but you're more distracted by his outfit: tight black boxer briefs, with a smallish apron that conceals his bulge yet somehow highlights the curve of his butt & muscular thighs.

You coyly roll onto your other side, letting out a soft "Who, me?" meow & arching your back. You know Papi can't resist it when you stick your ass out like that, something he quickly confirms with a squeeze & a light spank. His hands on your body send a shiver of pleasure down your spine, & you let out a contented purr.

"Hey, Princess, I like that." You scoot over to wrap your body around Papi as he takes a seat on the bed, nuzzling into his belly. "What do you want to do today, sweetheart?"