“Now, kitten. Undress me.” The woman commanded, as she made her way around to sit on the couch, crossing her legs and reclining. Cylvan got to her knees before her Mistress with some difficulty, the retraining harness making it awkward to bend over. She started with the shoes. They were simple but elegant sandals with a modest heel. They came loose with a small clasp at the side of the foot, one and then the other, and Cylvan set them down on the floor. Cylvan’s hands lingered for a while to gently rub at Mistress Rosalyn’s feet, massaging out any stiffness away. The wolf murmured softly in delight and her toes flexed against Cylvan’s delicate and skilled attention. A wave of Mistress’ hand alerted Cylvan to continue. She stood on her knees and leant forward over the woman’s lap, reaching over to start unbuttoning the blouse from the neck down. As she was busy Rosalyn gripped at a hoop on the cat’s collar and pulled her up by the neck, leaning over to kiss her with a passion. Eagerly their tongues entwined in an instant, the wolf woman holding onto her personal little pet by the waist as Cylvan continued to open up the front of her mistress’s shirt, eventually leaving her torso bare except for the lacy red push-up bra keeping her large breasts in place. Cylvan’s one hand reached over to tenderly grope around a breast. It drew soft moan from her Mistress that made Cylvan smile, but it was followed by a painful tug at one of the piercings in Cylvan’s side. She winced and withdrew, lowering her gaze submissively and apologetically. “Continue.” Was all Rosalyn said sternly as she sat upright and and shrugged her shoulders. Cylvan pulled the blouse off her Mistress’s shoulders and down her arms before folding it neatly and putting it down to the side. Their eyes met, green irises meeting another set that seems almost identical. However Rosalyn’s gaze was fierce and the girl shied her face away and moved down to start undoing the belt and buttons on the woman’s trousers. Rosalyn shimmied from side to side and allowed Cylvan to peel away the denim fabric and eventually pulling it free, again folding up and setting it aside.
Cylvan looked up at her Mistress in her underwear, admiring the wolf woman’s body and the pristine shine of her snowy white fur. The deep red colour of Rosalyn’s hair as it draped across her shoulders contrasted sharply with her fur where it framed around her face.
Rosalyn pushed forward her chest and nodded with a grin. Cylvan licked her lips hungrily and smiled toothily as she reached forward and around Rosalyn’s chest, her face pressing lightly into her Mistress’s bosom while she worked on the clasp at the back. With a soft click it came free and the wolf’s large, heavy bust immediately dropped with a lewd bounce as the bra slipped from her shoulders and fell down into Cylvan’s hand. The cat gave each breast a loving worshipful kiss on the nipples with their golden piercings. Rosalyn reached to her pet’s head and gave the teen’s head and big feline ears a gentle caress. Cylvan purred softly and nuzzled back into the hand while she reached down to hook her fingers into her mistress’s panties. Rosalyn tapped her on the nose and shook her head, moving to stand up and look down at the pink cat kneeling before her, a dirty gleam in her eye. “Use your mouth.” She commanded. Cylvan grinned at her Mistress with her fangs showing fiercely. The girl crossed her arms behind her back and pressed her nose forward in between Rosalyn’s thighs, letting it rub firmly against the woman’s neithers through the lacy garment. The feline raised her head and grinded her face up against the wolf’s crotch to elicit a pleasure whine from her Mistress, until her mouth reached the top edge of the panties and she hooked her pointed fangs into the waistband. She pulled it down slowly, dragging it down from Rosa’s body while her nose and face pressed against her sex again, this time straight onto the pierced clit and her pink folds gleaming with moisture from obvious desire. Cylvan took a deep breath of the musky scent and purred, grinning hungrily up at her mistress while pulling down the panties to the floor.
Rosalyn smiled and nodded approval as she pointed at the other box on the table. Cylvan got up, a bit unstable again, and removed the outfit inside. It was styled similarly to Cylvan’s own, but clearly made to show dominance. She held it up to her Mistress to appraise, and with a nod from the woman, she started helping Rosalyn into the fitted leather costume. The top wrapped in firmly all around Rosalyn’s neck and covered most of her chest except for a sideways diamond shaped window that gave a clear view of her cleavage as the corset section below pushed her ample bust up almost obscenely. It hugged closely against her waist most of the way except for another diamond opening showing off her well toned stomach and the bottom point of which ending just above her sex. A matching leather pair of booty shorts clung to her hips made more erotic with a zipper running down along her crotch for easy access when desired. The boots and gloves were almost identical to the pair Cylvan wore, covered in rows of studs, though they lacked straps and cuffs that were usually reserved for submissive pets only. Appropriately dressed now, Rosa turned to the mirror and admired herself in it, turning around and around again to make sure everything was perfect. She smirked in approval while Cylvan watched with her lower lip held between her teeth. Mistress Rosalyn was the most beautiful thing in Cylvan’s world in that moment.
Muffled through the walls, Rosalyn and Cylvan could hear deep thumping music playing. The first act was beginning and they knew they still had a little while before it was time to get going again. From the drawer in the dresser, Rosalyn withdrew a small plastic packet filled with pink and purple coloured capsules. Cylvan looked at them curiously, wondering what the woman had planned. The wolf gave a toothy smirk before explaining. “It’s a mood enhancer. Specifically, an aphrodisiac, not that we truly need it.” She winked. “But it will make it all so much better.” Cylvan still seemed confused, but the blushing inside her ears said she was starting to understand. “Kneel.” Rosa commanded, Cylvan complied. The woman placed one of the pills on the cats tongue and smiled as she swallowed. She took one for herself as well then went over to the Cheetah and Wolf. “These are for you as well, my boys.” She cooed and held out her palms to them. Luka sniffled it for a moment before snatching it up and swallowing. He seemed disappointed that it wasn’t some delicious treat at first. Komi was more hesitant, looking up at his mistress with a skewed expression of distaste. An aggressive glare from her pushed the animal into compliance as he lapped up the capsule and swallowed.
Rosalyn had her younger partner brush and style her deep red hair while they waited, tying it into a raised pony tail that draped loosely down her back. They changed placed and Rosalyn did the same for Cylvan, her excessively long pink hair done in twinned braids side by side that hung like ropes from the back of her head and ended in small tufts at the tips. Rosalyn played with them for a bit, batting against Cylvan’s face as they both chuckled.