Catboy Takes Two Cocks by SashaSunday..,

“Hello, Kitten.” My Domme welcomed me with a hug and a ruffle of my hair. Her scent made me melt, she always wore the same perfume, and it made me weak in the knees.

“Hello, Mistress,” I replied and rubbed my face against her exposed shoulders. She felt so soft, I’d do anything to feel her touch after not seeing her for a whole week. She wore a tight black latex dress that pushed her boobs together, highlighting her cleavage.

I closed the door behind me, and when I turned back around, she clipped on my pink collar. I shook my head to make the bell ring. Then, she placed my cat ears on my head, and I purred. I glanced in the mirror and saw myself. The cat ears blended so well into my ashy blond hair. Something about them made me feel bratty and mischievous. I wanted to pounce and rub my head between my Mistress’s bare thighs, maybe nibble a little.

“Aren’t you adorable?” She said. I nodded. I was adorable. I bent down to kiss her high-heels in a welcome.

“Good boy. Now strip.” Her eyes rolled over my body as I pulled off my shirt, revealing my broad chest and snail trail. I blushed as I felt her objecting gaze. I unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them down. She grabbed the empty front pouch of my boxers, cupping my pussy in her hand.

“Is your little dick hard already?” It was true my clit had been needy for attention all day, rubbing awkwardly in my boxers.

“It’s always hard when I see you, Mistress. I’m excited to see what you do about it.” I said with a grin.

“Me? I am not going to do anything about it. Silly cat boy,” She tutted, but I could tell she was playful too. I cocked my head and meowed at her.

“Lucky for you, I have a big surprise that might do something about it.”

A surprise, now I was excited. Last time, Mistress had surprised me she had gifted me a new collar. I wiggled my body and purred. Maybe it was a new toy. I had had my eye on a magic wand for some time now.

I pulled down my boxers, revealing my neatly trimmed pussy with my swollen clit pocking its head between the folds. I placed them with the rest of my clothes.

Mistress grabbed me tight by the wrist and led me upstairs to the playroom. I practically bounced after her. At the top of the stairs, I saw the door shut. That was unusual. I cocked my head to the side and looked at Mistress. But Mistress didn’t say anything. She bent down to pick up some toys left by the door.

“Ready to suit up?” she said. I was a little apprehensive, and she noticed. “Oh, Kitten, this is all just part of the surprise.” She picked up the gag. “Be a good Kitty and open wide.” I opened my mouth on command, and the ring gag stretched my mouth wide further open. “Such a good slut. All ready for some cock.” My ears pricked at the word cock. She wouldn’t, would she?

My heart started to race. Was there really someone behind the door? Was she just having me on?

Drool dripped down my chin. Mistress gently pushed me down and spread my ass cheeks. I heard the squirt of lube and then a cold finger. I tensed.

“Oh, hush now. This is better when you relax.” I tried my hardest to relax as she slowly stretched my asshole, preparing me for my tail. But the closed-door made me feel tense. She pushed her fingers in and out, and my tight hole relaxed. I pressed back against her, enjoying the invasion of my body.

I felt the cold metal plug against my hole, and she pushed it in. It was so cold. And my body froze up as it went in. Then she pulled it out, and I made a muffled yelping noise. She giggled and slid it back in.

Then, she pulled me back onto my knees, and I left a puddle of drool behind me.

“Oh, naughty Kitten. Making a mess already.” Her hands ran over my chest, and she kissed my shoulders and purred. I practically melted into her. She kissed up my neck and I felt goosebumps down my spine. She nibbled at my ear and purred. Then she bit just hard enough to hurt.

I struggled against her, but she held me still. “Oh Kitty, you are going nowhere tonight. Tonight you are going to be a very good boy for me. Okay.”

I shook my head in defiance. Then she bit into my shoulder. My head shot up, and my eyes opened wide as I gurgled a scream at the unexpected pain. It pulsed through my body, making me feel alive. When the pain stopped, I felt relieved.

“Shall we try again?” She paused for effect. “You will be a good boy for me tonight.”

I was tempted to shake my head again. But the tone of her voice made me nod my head. “Much better.”

She pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them. I was at her mercy now, and whatever was behind that door, waiting.

“Perfect.” She smiled at my drool covered face and opened the door proudly.

Two large men stood in front of the bed. I took them in. The first was broader and covered in chest hair. He wore a black leather harness and black leather trousers. The second was taller and wore a puppyhood, red chest harness, collar and lead that led to his Master’s hand. He wore nothing from the waist down, and I got a good eyeful of his dick. It was already hard, standing to attention. It was big. Almost as big as Mistress’s favourite pink dildo.

Mistress stroked my hair. “Shall we welcome our guests?” She led me to the first man.

“This is my friend, Matt, but you will address him as Sir.” She paused and looked at me drooling. “If you can.” She giggled. Sir smiled at my predicament.

Sir had a stern but relaxed face like he had done this a million times. He looked a bit older than me. He clearly cared about his body. He was the kind of man, my eyes would linger over at the gym. I found myself eager to please him.

“Hello, little Catboy. I’ve heard plenty about you.” His voice was deep, and his eyes moved down my body slowly.

I suddenly felt exposed, standing there naked in front of this stranger. But there was nowhere to hide, and I was getting wetter.

“May I?” Sir asked Mistress as he guested to my crotch.

“Be my guest.” He spread my lips open and looked at my clit. As his fingers felt up my clit, pushing their way through the folds. He squeezed the head, and I tried to close my legs.

But Mistress had been watching, and her knee tucked behind mine, holding me open for him. His eyes looked dead into mine, fiery and hungry. I couldn’t look away. He smiled, and he flicked it hard. I felt tears form in my eyes, not from the pain but the invasion of a stranger. Then his hand was gone.

“This is Matt’s Pup,” Mistress said casually as if I hadn’t just been violated by a man I didn’t know. She gestured to the hooded man. The hood hid his whole face. But somewhere, I could feel his eye burn into me. I wondered if he knew this was happening before he got here. He stood with confidence, and I felt that he was just as excited for this as his Master.

Mistress’s hand was on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees in front of Sir. I was face to face with his bulge, tight in his leather trousers. All I could smell was leather and the musky scent of dick. I looked up at him, and his hands reached for his fly.

“You should let our guests know how welcome they are, Kitten.” Her voice was thick with malice, the kind that drove me crazy.