"Purrrr..."
If the low rumble emanating from Selina's chest was anything to go by, it would be fair to say that she loved lazy days like this one. Her Master was out to work and while she missed him dearly, the chance to lie curled up on his bed and inhale his scent was all she needed to feel content. Here she was safe and warm, surrounded by the man who protected her, who provided for her. The man she loved.
Thinking of her Master lead Selina inevitably to thinking of pleasing him. With a naughty smile on her supposedly sleeping face, she lowered one of her hands and began stroke her already glistening pussy. She imagined it was her Master's fingers gently gliding over her hot nether lips, teasing and stretching her slit while his thumb brushed her clit. "Mrow!" The image was so vivid! She thought of him pushing his digits into her, just as she was doing now. Taking control of her pleasure, taking control of her soul and rewarding her for letting him. She was so close now! All she needed was her Master to fill her with his wondrous, meaty cock and--
"Now, Miss Selina, what have I told you a thousand times about 'playing' on the young master's bed after I have finished making it?" The servant's bemused question disturbed Selina from her from her fantasy, making her whine in protest. Opening one of her brilliant green eyes, still mirky from her denied ecstasy, she eyed the old Englishman with contempt. Of course, in reality, she cared for her Master's servant too because he was dear to her Master, but did he have to ruin her fun so often!? "I suppose I am asking to much of a simple pet to appreciate my efforts to maintain this household?"
"Mrow," Selina turned her nose up at the jibe before lowering her head back down to try and dismiss him. If he'd just let her finish then she would have just let him change the sheets, but now she wouldn't play along.
"Hmm, have it your way, Miss Selina," the servant replied with tired amusement, heading back down the corridor to the manor's main entry hall staircase.
She would have it own way, Selina mused, now fully awake in her ire. Did the old fool really think he could prize her away from her favourite spot in the whole world after he denied her her climax? Only her Master had that power! Not some old English, prim-proper--
*clink*
The sound and very distinct smell of a tin of tuna being opened just down the hall stopped her inner tirade. Damn him! Her head popped up from her curled up position instinctively and no matter how hard she tried to stop it, Selina found herself rising up onto her hands & knees and prowling her way off the bed, toward the bedroom door with her tongue licking her lips in anticipation. The small bell on the collar around her neck chiming softly.
"Very good, Miss Selina," the servant praised with that condescending smile of his as the near nude woman made her way out of her Master's bedroom, eyeing the fish confection in his hands. It wasn't that he truly meant to insult her, Selina knew this, but the old man always did like to laud his victories over the young, even her Master at times.
"Hiisss," she let her displeasure at being controlled by another man be known. She was her Master's cat and no-one else's! But she was hungry and she wanted that tuna!
"I do apologize for the manipulation, Miss Selina," the servant said sincerely, "but Master Bruce will be returning home soon and I would like him to find it in pristine condition. It is how I earn my salary after all."
"Meow!" Merely hearing her Master's name sent shivers down Selina's spine. Her pussy hummed and her anus tingled pleasantly win addition to the sensation of the butt-plug tail inserted there. Focusing her gaze once more she raised her 'paw' toward the tuna the servant still held in his hand. She then asked sweetly, "Meow?"
"If you would be so kind as to follow me to the kitchen, I shall feed you your dinner, Miss Selina," the servant said with a smile, "You can wait for the master there while I tend to the linen. Does that sound fair?"
"Meow!" Selina nodded enthusiastically, her short black hair waving around her hairband mounted cat's ears. She then followed the servant with a smile on her lips at the thought of fresh tuna and the prospect of her Master's return.
Upon reaching the kitchen, Selina ate greedily from her bowl and mewled happily when the servant placed a saucer of milk next to her meal before heading back upstairs to replace the bed sheets, as well as clean the carpets apparently. Selina guessed her pussy had leaked further when the servant had mentioned her Master's name.
Speaking of whom...
"Ah, Selina, enjoying the cream?" Master's deep baritone voice accompanied the strong, but gentle hand that ruffled her hair as she lapped at the white dairy product. She'd finished her fish by now and had moved onto the milk, completely oblivious to the man's entry, but if anything the surprise made his arrival all the more pleasant.
"Meow!" Selina squealed happily. Milk still dripping from her lips, the human housecat turned to push her face into her Master's palm in hope of feeling even more of his loving touch. However, that loving touch become firm grip as Master still her movements by taking hold of her chin.
"Now, Selina, you know better than to be wasteful," Master said, wiping away the milk dripping down her chin with his free hand. He then walked away from her to the refrigerator, making his sexy pet pout at the briefness of his attention.
Mewling her frustration, Selina followed her owner and intertwined her nubile form between his legs before he then turned to face her with his back leaned against the fridge door. Her body flushed and her pussy once again became moist at the sight of the amused grin he gave her, but soon her eyes lowered to the groin of his suit pants. She didn't care about the dairy cream anymore. She wanted his cream, and she wanted it now!
"Meow...?" Selina queried. Her eyes were innocent as she looked back up to his, while she pawed at his trouser leg.
"Oh, my spoiled little kitty wants another treat?"
"Meow, meow!" She cooed hotly, lifting herself off her hands to kneel before her protector.
"Very well, I suppose it can't be helped," he chuckled. Growing both inpatient and excited, the pet beat her Master's hands to his belt and went about lowering his pants without any further approval. In a flash, Selina pulled down his underwear and laid eyes on her prize. His large cock was already erect and throbbing, just for her, and it made her purr in delight.
"Meeeooww~!" Taking delicate hold of the rigid member of the man she loved in one hand, and his balls in the other, Selina leaned forward and reached out her tongue to run to taste the delicious treat before her. She took her time, dragging her tongue up and down the stiff shaft, savouring the salty taste as she had done so many times since devoting herself to the man she knew as Master.
Hearing his groan of approval only made the pet want more, to make him as happy as her made her. Looking up at his face once more, Selina opened her mouth and swallowed as much of her Master's meat as she possibly could. He was the perfect example of a human male in her eyes. He was strong. He was kind. He provided for her every need and her every want. He protected her, because he loved her. And Selina loved him. She was his, now and forev--
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"HUH!?" Selina yelped, lifting herself up from her bed with speed that would've made a Kryptonian blush. "Wha--?"
Catwoman tried to regain her bearings. She was in bed, at her apartment in East Gotham... Alone... Not at the manor... Not with Bruce...
Had it been a dream? A fantasy? Had she really dreamed of being Bruce's cat!?
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What was wrong with her!?
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Why had it only been a dream!?
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