Emma can only stand quivering at attention as Stinger examined them.  Submission to authority, to humans and to males had been deeply ingrained in her psyche during the years of modifications and training.  She felt his burning gaze and took a deep breath as her sex flowered open inside of her tight shorts.<br/><br/>When ordered to stand at ease she naturally twisted her arms behind her so that her eager breasts pushed out even further for inspection.  This was one of a dozen or more positions that every Catgirl learned, many of which were far more submissive and revealing.  Emma started to sweat a little bit as Stinger walked around them.  She could smell this male and knew he was interested in the two females.  Her heat blazed to the fore as the submission and the male presence sent her spiraling into need.<br/><br/>As Stinger checked Chris she felt her need grow.  The intimate nature of his check of Chris excited her and she groaned inwardly with hope that he would examine her just as closely.  Her hopes were fulfilled as he stepped in front of her and roughly pulled her arm aside.  Emma bit her lip and let out a little 'chuff' of air as she stifled a moan.  She had been deeply, deeply conditioned to crave a dominating male who would treat her roughly.  This impersonal yet intimate approach was stoking her needs even as it pressed her psychological buttons.  Once in her previous life she cursed being short and slight but now she gloried in Stinger's size in relation to her petite frame.<br/><br/>Helplessly her tail curled up behind her back in a high, curled pose that signaled sexual readiness.  As he walked behind her she swiveled her ears to follow his movement.  The tip of her tail quivered and reached out for him as she barely restrained herself from going to all fours in an open invitation to rut.  She did arch her butt back and up as he pulled her shorts down.<br/><br/>Sighing quietly she did let out a low, quickly stifled moan as he moved away and to her front once more.  The touch of his hand on her mons was heaven and torture.  His hand would find her mons hot and puffy even as the sex lips below grew heavy and reddish.  The actually started to clench and move as he finished and stepped back from her.  Emma's eyes were locked on Stinger's like a doe in the headlights of an oncoming car as he dismissed Chris.<br/><br/>Bowing her head she nodded at his command.  Pulling off her top her luscious breasts sprang free. Her nipples were long, dark and intensely erect.  Her tail lashed in excitement as she presented her bare mounds to him for a moment before turning and bending at the waist as she pulled off her shorts.  There were no panties underneath of course and her hairless sex lips glistened with moisture as she presented her ass to him.  Emma moved over now nude and bent at the waist again as her hands found the table.  She spread her legs and bent deeper, her tail curling up over her back in open invitation as her asshole and sex were exposed for his pleasure.