Page 48 of The Mob Boss' Pet

I lower to my knees and using one hand, spread her ass cheeks. Instantly, she squeezes her asshole.

“No, no. Unclench,” I order with a sharp spank to her ass.

She groans, but slowly she releases.

“Good kitty.” I stroke my hand down her back then return to spreading her for the tail. After squeezing a large dollop of the lube onto her asshole, I close the cap and toss it onto the bed.

“Stay soft for me,” I encourage as I press the rounded steel tip of the plug to her tight ring. She lets out a soft huff, but she doesn’t squeeze shut again.

“Vincenzo,” she gasps as the plug makes its way past the barrier and stretches her muscles further. The plug slips further and further still into her dark hole. Her little whimpers skip over my body like jolts from a firecracker.

“Almost there,” I say, pushing harder when her ass stretches the furthest at the widest part of the plug. “Relax, little kitty, relax.” I say, moving my hand from her back to beneath her body. I find her clit easily and rub it gently until her whimpers morph into a seductive mewl.

A final push and her tight ring of muscle grips the plug. I let go of the plug and run my hand over the fluffy tail now hanging between her legs.

“Such a cute tail,” I say with a wide grin tugging on my lips. “Can you wiggle it for me?” I ask, still stroking her clit.

“Vincenzo—”

I smack her ass when my name falls from her lips.

“Kitties don’t use words.” I spank her other cheek, enjoying the heated blush on her ass.

She looks over her shoulder at me, confusion written all over her face.

“How do kittens talk?” I ask with my brow raised. Her eyebrows knit together. A crimson blush rushes over her face as the answer dawns on her.

She shakes her head.

I stop playing with her swollen clit and use my arm to press her hip against my body. My hard cock is butted up against her. Fuck, this is going to take every ounce of patience I possess. If I had my way, I’d dive right into her pussy at this moment. But I’ve been thinking about our play session all day, and I won’t ruin it because I can’t control my cock.

Stephania wiggles beneath my grasp, but she’s not going anywhere. I raise my free hand and bring it down hard on her ass. She gasps, but I disregard it. Over and over again, I spank her.

She grunts and whines, but it only encourages me to go harder. The tail sways with her hips bucking side to side, trying to avoid my hand. Only when her ass is bright red and hot do I stop.

“Now. I’ll ask again. How do kitties talk.” I skim her heated flesh in a circle while she deliberates her obedience.

Another groan.

“Maybe I should get my belt,” I suggest.

She shakes her head and smacks her hand into the floor. Not using words is a small step, but I want more.

Hell, I want it all.

I pause, letting the silence grow between us to an uncomfortable level, and then there’s a small sound.

“Hmm?” I run my fingers over her tail and flick it up, so it lays across her back. I seek out her heat and easily find her pussy wet and hot for me. I run my fingers through her soaked pussy lips and thrust two digits into her cunt. She mewls louder.

Almost the right sound.

Using my pinky, I graze her clit. She arches her back, trying to get more from me, but she hasn’t earned it yet.

“Speak, kitty.” I lightly touch her sensitive nub, just enough for her to know my finger is there, but not with enough force for it to do anything but tease.

And then she gifts me with a beautiful sound.

“Meeeow.”

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