As Lisle puss took her first steps with new legs, Gerlinde conducted her with sensuous caresses and swift snaps of the crop.  A stumble would earn Lisle a smack on her rump.  A particularly sound step brought a lick of the crop's flap on her breast's side or on the shy rosette of her anus.  And when Lisle walked elegantly - performed a markedly serpentine shuffle or took a step that made her bottom sway - Gerlinde made the tongue of the crop lap wantonly at the pucker of Lisle kitty's bottom and the seeping slice below.<br/><br/>She walked Lisle in circles around the foot of the bed, keeping the crop moving from flank to flank to give Lisle kitty a course to follow.  Then they strolled through the front room with its suede couch and television and perennial garden, then through the linoleum kitchen, then back to the bedroom.<br/><br/>Throughout, the jingle of Lisle pussy's cat bell resounded.  It signaled the shivering of the clasping sheath that grabbed and gnawed at every pulse that bloated Lisle puss' clitoris.<br/><br/>Gerlinde's mind bubbled like pink champagne with the sound.  Imaginings frothed in her - her penis throbbed long and straight before her with them; her sex slicked near to drooling below the growing weight of her balls, the petals sliding oiled against one another.<br/><br/>jingle jingle jingle<br/><br/>"Good, kitty.  I know it is hard.  You're learning, though."  Gerlinde imagined the crystalline tones as bright, sharp motes of menthol, grinding their icy teeth into Lisle's clitoris.<br/><br/>jingle jingle jingle<br/><br/>"No, kitty.  Bad.  Move your bottom more, side to side and around and around."  Gerlinde saw the nerves of Lisle puss' clitoris filling like balloons with bright color, twitching rubbery with helium feeling.<br/><br/>jingle jingle jingle<br/><br/>"Good, kitty.  Nice and sexy."  Gerlinde's cock was heaving now, a fat red arm reaching into the air, as she thought of Lisle kitty's clitoris swelling against the sheath and feeling the sheath bite back.<br/><br/>jingle jingle jingle<br/><br/>"See the couch?  Go over to the edge of it.  Put your pussy there and rub."  Gerlinde had to hiss it out; her body was nearly cracking open with steam.  "I want to hear you purring when you do."