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Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Wing shook her head as she was looking at her, she wasn't in the mood for this but as her cock was starting to become hard from the stroking she moaned as her balls pulled up as well as she started to get hard, she moaned loudly and started to feel the way she was getting worked up the cock between her tits was not something she had done with the girl and she looked down at it, the weird shape appendage really making her wonder what exactly happened.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Hehe, see! I knew you'd come around. She seemed so cheerful now that her owner's cock was erect. Lyna leaned forward with her head until their lips were almost touching. You know what I'm going to do to you? I don't either! I'm just going by instinct, and my instinct tells me to give you some incentive. At that moment, she raised her hips to hover right above the Mi'qote's girlcock, only to thrust her legs down and force the member inside her almost immediately. She let out a moan of pleasure feeling Wingblade's cock impale her, but Lyna was sure that her owner would enjoy this even more. Inside the human slave's vaginal were now dozens of tiny squishy nubs, pressing themselves against the catgirl's dick and forming a perfect feeling of tightness for her. The cavity already was leaking out it's own form of lubrication, coating her insides and the invading penis. Lyna giggled as she wiggled her waist, letting it rattle around inside of her. Do you like it? Tell me you do. You can't say no to a little lovemaking now. Her infested male sex continued to hover above Wingblade's chest, as if patiently waiting for something. The tentacle continued to drip fluids everywhere, except the shaft and head now appeared to be leaking a thick purple substance, all over her exposed breasts.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

The Kitten wasn't sure what to think as she looked at the woman nothing had she thought would come to this, the infestation bothering her slightly but it wasn't enough to keep her from getting aroused, her cock was soon enveloped by the tight inside infested pussy. Oh fuck its so tight. She moaned as she felt her hips starting to work up and down at the same time she felt the cock leaking onto her chest something purple was now leaking out and she groaned as she didn't know what exactly it was. She panted as she was starting to feel her loins heating up and her pussy under her balls was now leaking for sure with her juices. She moaned as she continued to try to penetrate the woman's pussy more and more.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Admit it! You like this now! Who cares what I look like. I'm still beautiful, right? Lyna shouted as she bounced herself up and down the catgirl's shaft. Her hand ran behind Wingblade's head, and rested on her neck as she pulled them both closer to eachother. As the tainted human was being penetrated, the nubs were getting longer, tiny villi that brushed themselves at the Mi'qote's cock as it went deeper and deeper. Whatever happened to the slave, it seemed to greatly alter her biology internally. The same violet fluid began to leak from Lyna's pussy, it's effects becoming apparent as Wingblade's male sex felt as if it's nerves were burning. An aphrodisiac, meant to keep a person in an aroused state. This is so much better than before, isn't it? Don't you feel so welcome, inside of me? I can serve you now in ways you could never imagine. Behind Wingblade's head, Lyna's left hand began to visually shift before her eyes, the fingers beginning to thin and extend into long tentacles. She didn't look alarmed by this, instead, pulling the tendrils back, away from Wingblade's view, as something in her mind told her exactly what to do with them.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

She shook her head as she watched her transforming servant bouncing on her cock, she moaned as the insides of her pussy were working on her cock so well, it just was driving her nuts. She shook her head as the woman kept on going about how this was normal as if something like this happened all the time, her cock was burning and her body was wanting to release so badly now. As that happened she didn't see what was going on with the woman's hand as it was out of her view and she didn't think it would be changing as well all she could focus on was thrusting her hips.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

The Mi'qote's cock soon hit the end of the line Lyna's cervix, the entrance to her womb. Normally, an experience like this would be painful for women on the receiving end. Lyna however simply moaned in ecstasy as she pressed herself down further, forcing the cockhead to penetrate into her womb. There, multiple tentacles seemed to wait inside, stroking and teasing the catgirl's glans and trying to coax out a batch of baby batter. Isn't this the best thing you ever experienced? I can tell by the look on your face that it is. Go on, paint my insides with your sperm like you always do! The tendrils around Wingblade's neck lied in wait, poised to strike as soon as the catgirl was at her weakest.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Wing wasn't sure how to answer her as she contineud to thrust her hips into the woman over and over penetrating as deep as she could till her cock slammed through her womb only to be assaulted even further by the wiggling tentacles. She shook her head as she looked at her. What... is going on? She moaned out as she was confused on what was happening to her she didn't know what exactly was happening with the human woman and there was nothing she could do even if she wanted to. She was pounding onto her cock like a sex crazed loony
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Fertilization of course! We have to get that done with first. The human happily answered as she bottomed out on the cat girl's shaft and sheathed the entire length inside of her. The appendages inside her womb were merciless, stroking the glans, brushing against the frenulem, and one tiny tendril even twisted itself around the slit, pulling back and leaving the duct wide open. Now you need some rewiring, don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing, somehow! Something was inside of the human, whispering instructions to the girl. Wingblade could tell because now she could hear the same whispers. Make her cum. Fertile balls she has, perfect for our eggs. Everything is perfect. It was then Wingblade could feel tiny tendrils sliding up her nostrils, emerged from the end of Lyna's hand. They were quickly weaving their way upward, through herbody and all the way to the cat girl's brain. There they drooled the same gooey, purple substance to coat the surface they touched. Then, they got to work, injecting the slime directly into her mind. This would let the cat break free of her inhibitions, be more receptive to Lyna's touch, and hunger for it, hunger for Lyna to fill her. All this was happening while the 'human' was still bouncing on the Mi'qote's cock. She was merrily humming a tune to herself as she shaped the woman's mind to her desires. Don't worry mistress. This is all for you! You deserve such treatment after all.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Wing wasn't sure what she meant as the woman continued to slam down her cock she was moaning in pleasure as she didn't think there was anything else to do, she looked up just in time to hear her say that she needed to rewire her. She started to struggle again, she didn't want anything to do with rewiring she had nothing that needed that. As she felt something was different she also found that the tendrils in her pussy were worknig even harder on getting her to release and finally she did she orgasms hard inside her little cunt at the same time the two tendrils going up her nose forced her to groan as she almost went cross eyed from it, She had never had anything up her nose before and this was starting to alter her mind No... NO stop .. dont screw with my mind. She cried out as she shook her head trying to get it to stop.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

It's too late for that now, mistress. Honestly you should be thanking me for being so kind. I want to share my happiness with you... I want to share a lot of things with you. Slowly, the thin snakelike tendrils pulled themselves out of the cat, retracting to reunite with her left arm which at this point was beginning to dissolve into a mass of various tentacles attached to her body. Slowly, the human's body rose as she stood up, letting Wingblade's cock hang free as the mixed fluids dripped from her pussy. The bulk of the Mi'qote's semen, however, remained stored in her body, the cervix forcefully closing itself as her new alien biology got to work to process it. Lyna stepped back, her mutated penis swinging from side to side, disappointed that it wasn't getting any attention. Once she hit the wall behind her, Lyna simply sat down, the appendages on her arm and cock writhing restlessly. She didn't say a single word, only staring directly at the catgirl and smiling, waiting. Her body was tainted now as well, and Lyna was sure that eventually Wingblade Darkferal couldn't resist the mere sight of her thick cock.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

The Kitten wasn't sure what was going on anymore as her brain had been altered but her thoughts still slightly trying to resist what was going on, she moaned as she felt her cock and balls continue to spew its load but she found that her body was wanting to gravitate toward the cock that was in front of her now. She shook her head as she was moving toward it she looked at the cock and it was so mutated now, all the while the girl's arm was a little frightening to her she tried to pull her body back but it didn't want to listen as it continued to move toward the woman. Fuck... no... listen to me you damn body. She growled out as she was moving slowly toward the servant turned master.
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

You should listen to your instincts like I am. Don't worry mistress, I'm still here just for your pleasure. Lyna's collection of tentacles reacted to Wingblade drawing close, her new infested shaft standing tall and proud on display while her other appendages reached out to invite the kitten to come closer. I promise you, we can go to ecstatic lengths you never thought possible? How is this so bad?
Thread: Servant becoming the Master (49 and Myself)

Wing moaned as she felt her whole body just not wanting to listen at all and the moaning was due to the excitement she was getting from drawing closer to the infested human. She finally came into reach of it and she stood in front of her wondering what she should do next as she had didn't know what she was there to do yet, that was when her body reacted to the tendrils and lowered herself over the cock, her legs spread around it as her pussy was dripping and her cock and balls throbbed with need. Oh fuck... what... am i doing? She moans.
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Amber Matthews was, as usual, late-----not late for just another meeting of writer and author mind you, but a meeting with a certain Ms Clarissa Novan HERSELF!.....the media proclaimed 'Mistress to the stars' had by now become a household word, if one could still use that archaic phrase, but it fit...... and of all people, she had asked HER!, Amber, to ghost write her latest...... Just emerging from the shower, she ran to her vanity table, did some quick make up and blow dried her blonde hair. Heading to her closet, she rummaged around like a winner of a lottery that just lost the wining ticket, finally deciding upon a one piece light blue dress, halfway up her thighs with a low cut scalloped front, revealing her black lace plunge bra.....matching black lace bikini panties now slipped on, nylons and her 4 inch black heels, she did a equally quick self survey in front of the mirror. At 26, Amber was more than merely attractive...thanks to 2 years at 24hr fitness, she lost the weight gained between the end of high school and college and then some....slender toned legs, bountiful 38D breasts with no sag, she attracted more eyes than a freshly caught shark on a fishing pier.... THe only thing Amber wanted to attract right now was the attention of the well known woman that spelled 'SEX' C-L-A-R-I-S-S-A...... Almost breaking a few speed limits, she finally arrived at a rather imposing house and pulled into the driveway. Nestled in the valley, it was a restored Victorian, as was most of the homes in the area.... Amber grabbed her mini notebook in the case and rang the doorbell. Within a minute, a refined looking woman answered.....Miss Matthews,? she asked....Amber said yes and the two of them finally reached the inner sanctum of Ms Novan..... Amber stood a respectable few feet from the woman for a few seconds, giving the author time to give her a quick look over----and indeed she was---before coming up to her, her right arm out in greeting..... Ms Novan,? she asked respectively......hello...my name is Amber...Amber Matthews, and I'm the ghostwriter you hired....it is a honor to finally meet you in person....
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Charmed Ms. Mathews, Clarissas voice sweet and smooth with a certain confident bite her affections much like a ribbon of caramel through the most bitter of black coffees. Her eyes could not be drawn from Amber try as she might have and she was never once one to make an attempt at tearing eyes from that which they lusted for an in her world lust was just so easily come by. She chuckled and rolled those sharp piercing eyes of hers just to return them to Ambers form Amber Mathews, The name trickled off her lips and down her tongue with the same sweet diction seductive and savory still. Even in such humble clothing Clarissa held all the qualities one quintessential thought of a mistress might provide, she didnt need to crack a whip or brandish a flogger to leverage it either. The guise would soon crack slightly, what was once a coy seduction turning to frank and strangely humble This one is cute isnt she? Clarissa gushed to Brooklyn as if Amber wasnt even there. Brooklyn sighed and rolled her eyes Ugh you did say you wanted that Ms. Novan. She groaned to her ever particular client. I did, didnt I? Clare agreed with a Cheshire grin strolling in a lofty circle about Amber, I love your dress, she hummed lowly, a hand reaching out and setting upon Ambers shoulder, a little tweak of the fabric here, a gesture across the lace of her bra that surely was meant to tease she could tease right back of course. Did you hear that Brooklyn? an honour , Careful inflating Ms. Novans ego like that Amber, shell never let you hear the end of it. the doting agent relinquished before shaking her head, If you two need anything Ill be in my office. Clare, stop embarrassing yourself. I dont know the meaning of the word, go-go-go, youre not needed. Clarissa yipped back over Ambers shoulder still acting as if she wasnt even there even as shed been primping at her outfit as if she was a doll in a window for viewing pleasure alone. Brooklyn simply gave an apathetic twirl of her fingers and disappeared around a corner leaving the too alone. Yes, well, -how about we get started then hmm Ms. Mathews? Weve a lot to go over and so very little time to do so. Clare gestured toward an open door that lead toward a regal study bathed in light by tall clear glass walls looking out into her secluded yard, oddly enough it almost looked like a high class psychologists office, a leather slab seat, and a similarly furnished leather arm chair just beside a large chest refurbished into a coffee table sitting idly between. After you dearest.
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

In her mid 20's, Amber didn't blush quite as easily as she did years ago, but when the author called her cute and was obviously eyeing her up and down, Amber did feel just a hint of flush..... Watching her agent leave the room, she felt just a little nervous, as if Brooklyn was there as a sexual buffer between the two. No, Amber was as straight as they came, but this woman was already well renown for opening America's 'Pandora's box' of sexual fantasies, some of which involved lesbianism. Are some of the woman's literary skills based on real life?....who knew..... Amber walked in ahead of the woman and perched herself in the leather seat. Popping open her mini laptop, she crossed her legs, her heels glittering in the light, just a hint of panty peek between her thighs.....Amber laid her purse on the edge of the chair and as it accidently fell on the floor, she bent over to pick it up, revealing her amply breasts cradled snugly within the confines of her lacy bra..... ....allright Ms Novan, Amber started.....let's start from the basics....
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Clarissa blinked and pitched her head to the side slightly as once shed eased down into her own chair, she was missing the cigarette missing the wine apparently missing the grace of it all too but she could do this and do this well she would as she did everything she took a swing at in her life well, save actually writing . Clarissa, unless I ask otherwise for now just Clarissa sweet heart. She mewled softly before getting comfortable in her seat, pulling her legs up and leaning back into the corner of the couch. Well, to start, theres nothing basic about my life Amber, Clarissa informed her in an odd mixture of both frankness and honey the statement wasnt a bit condescending, just a fact. Mmm but, I suppose the closest thing to that in regard to you and I would be that I Hmrph, she rolled her eyes the words straining her crimson lips as they tried to leave I cannot write not with the diction and skill these stories deserve. Interviews with the tabloids is one thing a full book, my book no less , its worth more than I can give it in words. so I need you. The woman paused briefly, like such humility required a breather afterword, she wasnt used to being so outwardly humble and even less so about admitting an I cant. Well, anyhow, Im not sure what Brooklyn informed you of but Ill be telling you, bit by bit, the entirety of my life as Ive seen it. A small chuckle and a roll of her eyes So basics be damned, how about we start from the beginning hmm?
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

allright....Clarissa it is, Amber smiled, re crossing her legs absentmindedly, unaware her blacklace panties once again became visible... She logged into her laptop and opened up a blank screen to begin dictation, looking up at the woman...the lady's agent had told her nothing except that Clarissa wished to write a 'tell all' book, and judging from the mannerisms and body language, Amber knew this was going to be a best seller... Like others, Amber had indeed heard of her. How much was hype and how much was the real deal didn't matter that much...by the time the book was finished the two would become one. Amber had very few qualms when it came to sexuality...she knew Clarissa was rumored to be a 'lady lover' and it didn't bother her...Amber wasn't a lesbian but once had a drunken fling with a girl years ago, and thankfully for both of them the alcohol was far more potent than the half hearted attempt at sex....Amber was a vivacious, curious girl, one whould call 'bi curious.....
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Clare smiled softly, soon enough for Amber it would be Clare but for the moment she loved hearing her annunciate every last syllable with those delicate lips of hers. The cross of her legs and shot of her panties didnt go unmissed, twice now, but Clarissa was no youth, her days of fawning over the sight of panties had well, changed but that was in fact where it all began so it seemed more than just appropriate. The woman adjusted slightly upon the couch, a hand on her plump hip as she closed her eyes and let a musing sort of hum vibrate in her chest. I was a little terror, she admitted wistfully, to me, my parents were little more than monetary dispensaries and subjects for my rueful little games before puberty but that isnt much what I want to tell about. As fondly as she spoke of the years there seemed to be a bit of avoidance confident and open as it was she seemed to have something to hide. The people want sex, lets give it to them no? she asked rhetorically. Not long after I began to develop, realize want sexuality meant or at least began to identify it was a thing, it would be long before I truly understood. I lived in a gated community, several manors, a sea of men and women from butlers to chefs and other constituents. There were always many families living in the community, my parents lived a very high life and liked to keep all sorts around them the other manors in the community werent much different, then there were the homes the help stayed in. Clarissa bit her lower lip and dragged an outstretched lower finger along the seam of her pants. Have you ever watched? Clarissa mewled, eyes narrowing with a world of seduction behind them upon the woman. Watched anothers ecstasy from afar? in secret? A man, a woman, -two together? fucking themselves, fucking each other
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Amber began to feel uneasy, a little ironic considering the fact that the manuscript basically described the sexual antics of the well-to-do behind iron gates.....she mentioned the homes of the less financially blessed---the 'help', as the woman called them.....for some reason Amber recalled the movie 'Dirty Dancing', where the girl 'Baby' snuck away to the cottages in the back where the 'help' lived..... She glanced over at the way the woman traced the seam of her tight pants... Amber's uneasiness became even more pronounced when Clarissa mentioned voyeurism.....had Amber ever watched a couple having sex, becoming entwined with each other? the truth was, she had---years ago while in high school, she opened her sister's door without knocking and saw her nude, being fucked by a guy......she opened the door slowly enough that they didn't see her peering through the doorway. Amber's breath quickened and she felt her heart rate increase.....she closed the door and went back to her own bedroom, laid on the bed, slipped a hand beneath her panties and started masterbating.....she held a hand over her mouth when she came so they wouldn't hear..... Just from mentioning it, Amber felt like excusing herself so she could do the same.....
Thread: Write Me a Story (SomethingEsoteric & Bimbo_a_la_Blonde)

Amber kept shifting in her chair, becoming more uncomfortable by the minute, listening to Clarissa describe in lurid detail of her sexual antics....she thanked god she was using a laptop and not an old fashioned typewriter----with the mistakes she was making she could fill a wastepaper basket!! Something else was happening to her as well, something she hadn't imagined.....Amber found herself getting damp down there, the dampness graduating to a moistness....she kept her legs tightly crossed, praying that the space between their chairs would be enough that Clarissa wouldn't detect the smell of her pussy becoming wet......just for a second she envisioned the woman seducing her, tying her up, gagging her and stealing her panties as a trophy to add to her collection.....Amber had never been with a woman intentionally before, but she was quickly discovering that this was no ordinary woman....