The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme & Nachtmahr]
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				Title: <strong>The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>08-09-2014, 12:24:53</strong>
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				Kemi laid curled up in the straw that laid beneath him in the old wooden basket that was his bed. He was trapped, but not trapped as he looked around at the scenery passing by, field after field, with the odd stone hut every now and then. The sound of the horse’s hooves trotting up ahead as it pulled the trailed he was in seemed to be never ending, and he looked up at the metal bars around that covered the trailer which meant even though he could move around in the trailer, there was no escape from it until the guard unlocked the door once more.<br><br>Kemi had spent almost all of his life in isolation, separated from his mother when he was born he had been taken from location to location, fed and kept like a pet rather than a human child all with people just talking to him like he was too stupid to understand them, and all of them eager for him to grow up to be strong and full of energy. Now at 16 he was half of that, as he had plenty of energy, were he not in this caged trailer he could happily bounce around the fields and houses he saw all day long before curling up in bed for the night, but that just wasn’t going to happen. Growing up to be big and strong just hadn’t happened though, he was so slender and lean, below average height for his age, and even below average height for a boy of his genetic build too, though he didn’t know that.<br><br>Kemi was a catboy, he’d been born in a small litter of catboys from his mother who also was the same species as he was, but in this day and age his kind was a dying breed. Catboy’s were well sought after, their natural milk could bestow gifts of health, beauty and youth to those that consumed it, or so he was told anyway. Kemi had never seen or experienced it for himself, but it was because of this why he had been kept so safe all of his life, as by the time he reached the age he was now he was worth a lot of money! Even on this journey now he’d been told he had been sold for a thousand gold pieces, and whilst that sounded a lot, Kemi really just wanted t get to touch and hold one of those gold pieces. They just looked so fun and shiny...<br><br>He had the appearance of a human, dark brown hair, the same body and organs as all humans did, but he also had a pair of light brown ears on top of his head that emerged from his hair, the brightest green eyes you could ever imagine, and a long, swishy tail that seemed to captivate everyone that saw him. It was always fun to show off a bit and make it really swish around when people came near, but it never seemed to get him anymore attention other than people just feeding him, and then leaving him in the living quarters he was in at that moment. Due to this life of captivity his social skills were really rather poor, he was quiet and timid, and yet he still had that cat like need for attention, and he longed to just feel someone scratch behind his ears whilst he stretched out beside them. He’d experienced it once from a girl his own age a few years back, she’d been as happy to see him as he was her, but it was only a fleeting visit, and soon she was gone as quickly as she had arrived.<br><br>As the carriage continued its journey he could see a large castle in the distance, and as they slowly got closer and closer the teenage catboy started to bounce around in his basket. He shared many cat like traits, it was often easier to scurry around on all fours rather than walk, and he’s much rather sit perched on something tall than lay spread out on a sofa. The castle was soon looming overhead, and the driver of this carriage soon bellowed out that ‘the cat boy is here!’ and a few guards lowered the drawbridge and came out to greet them. They seemed as happy to see Kemi as he was to see them, a few reaching fingers through the cage to prod and pet him, and he hissed loudly and spun around as one aloof guard grabbed his tail. <br><br>Once the carriage stopped the guards carefully opened the door, and before he could do anything else they grabbed his legs and pulled him out and dropped him into a sack. “Ahhhh!” he gasped as he was dropped into the darkness and carried off someplace else. For years now he had longed for someone to just sit down and tell him what was going on. Why was he so special? Why couldn’t he just live with his family like everyone else? Why couldn’t he go out and play with others? Sure it was fun being able to jump around your own room all day, but those feline tendencies just made him long for company and attention.<br><br>When he was tipped out of the sack and onto a soft, silk cushion he looked around as he adjusted to the dimly lit room. Candles burned, he was clearly in the castle, no room as big and elegant as this would be anywhere else he was sure, and before he could marvel too much a guard pushed a spear right under his nose. ‘Don’t you dare make a mess of this place! Keep those claws away from the furniture!’ he told him, and Kemi backed away and cuddle up against the cushion, really not wanting to make this guy any angrier than he was already.<br><br>The guard soon left, and dressed only in a grey top and brown pants he cuddled down into the cushion, it so wonderfully warm and cosy in here. As he laid here though he just felt a constant nagging, over to the side was a round bowl, and the need to just roll it around with his hands was just building and building. Finally it got too much, and Kemi crawled over to it, and then started to make it roll and spin around. Why was this so entertaining? So relaxing? He didn’t know why, but it just was.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nachtmahr</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 01:21:45</strong>
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				Iris, princess of all the northern lands and keeper of their bountiful forests. She held claim to some of the most fertile soil in the realm, and she herself was considered by many as an outright goddess of fertility. She was technically a queen, but unlike her mother, the old queen who had passed away, she seemed hardly of age to be considered as such. No one really knew how she managed it, and some would whisper of forbidden magic being used in the castle that housed her and her most prized servants. Of course such rumors were not taken lightly, and as such Iris who was known for being so gentle on the eyes had to punish those who would soil her reputation, to keep her iron grasp on her people from ever withering. The majority of her people revered her though, and some particularly religious individuals amongst her elven kin even went as far as to consider her the reincarnation of Ydun, an ancient fertility goddess amongst the northern elves of the might pinewoods.<br><br>Her secret to youth wasn't as sinister as evil or forbidden magics though - For the most part she was lucky. However, she felt that she wast starting to mature beyond her years, and she would not want her youthful appearance spoiled, and as such she had been combing the land for one of the rarest and most obscure cures for aging: The 'milk' of life, as it were. All she needed was to find a kitten to serve her, and provide her with said milk. She was quite pleased when she found this boy, Kemi, because boys would be easier to handle than girls. For a girl to provide their own version of the substance, you would need to impregnate them, and breeding kittens like this was not part of her plan, as lucrative as it might have been.<br><br>She knew that he had arrived, and that he had been delivered to her chambers moments before she herself stood before the fine door to her private sanctum. She was excited, heart fluttering in her chest as she reached for the handle to grant herself access, and to be introduced to her new pet. She had never taken up a lover - Not for lack of suitors of course, as many men had already gotten themselves stabbed to death at the wrong end of a rapier in futile duels for her affections, while others would fall prey to a poisoned knife in the dead of knife from a jealous rival. No, she had no real interest in the men of the realm, as she knew she could have any that she wanted. She wanted something like Kemi, or at least what he had become in her frequent fantasies: A pet, and a plaything. <br><br>She opened the door and walked in, closing it behind her, and her eyes immediately found her prize on the floor, playing with a bowl placed there to contain his nutriments once he should be given such. She walked closer slowly, wearing a long, violet dress that hugged her form in a most appealing way. An elegant V-cut showed her bust and plentiful cleavage in a way that might make any man's mouth water, but her most appealing feature, even more so than her plump, pink lips that had enticed even other noblewomen to hazard a brief taste, and more so than her piercing blue eyes that seemed to almost glow in the dim light of the room, was her hips and the curves of her bottom. Her backside was as sculpted by the god of art himself - She was like the perfect lover dragged out of the collective fantasies of the men of the men of the realm, and she had yet to meet one whose head she could not turn. Even her own mother had grown jealous, while her father showered her with gifts, most likely willing to strike down his own army just to see her pout and bat her eyelashes at him. <br><br>'Hello there.'<br>She said softly, as she knelt down close by, watching him as she pinned her lower lip between her teeth. Oh he was <em>adorable</em> to look at it as he laid there in his rags, toying with the bowl.<br>'You're Kemi, yes? I am Iris, I am your new keeper. I'm sure we're going to be good friends, you and I.'<br>She said softly, before slowly reaching out towards him, her sweet scent no doubt finding his sensitive nostrils just about now, while her voice caressed his perky ears. She only reached out to him, but let him close the gap once his curiosity and need for a petting got the better of him, and he'd decide to come to her. The best way to gain a cats trust was to let it take everything at it's own pace after all, and she was going to let Kemi do just that.. For now, at least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 12:40:52</strong>
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				Kemi’s ears twitched the moment that the large wooden door started to open, and his paw on the bowl stopped and the object just slowly span to a stop as he looked over towards the door as the tall, beautiful woman entered. Unaware of just how Iris was, and of her reputation in these here lands he instead just sat looking at her, his mouth slowly dropping open, his jaw getting closer and closer to the floor as he took in the incredible curves of this woman.<br><br>The young catboy was at the age where he was starting to get stronger and stronger urges to ‘mate’ and as she walked on in towards him Kemi could feel just such a desire growing in his body. She really was the most wonderfully curvy thing he had ever seen, perfect from the tip of her toes to the top of her pointy elven ears.<br><br>When she then knelt down beside him Kemi could feel his heart pounding, and it took a second longer than it should have for her soft words to register with him. He’d have been an awful liar were he to say he wasn’t nervous, it was written all over his face for one thing, and his upper body had backed away slightly as if getting ready to spring up onto his legs and zoom away in the opposite direction. <br><br>He didn’t though, why he wasn’t sure, but as she spoke softly and knew his name already she told him that she was his new keeper. He’d heard such words many times previous, however what he had never heard before was his new keeper then telling him that they were sure they&nbsp; would become friends. Usually it was a case of being told this is your new keeper, and you will do everything I say without question or face the consequences. It wasn’t like Kemi was naughty, he just got a bit excited and couldn’t help himself when something exciting happened and would end up knocking something over or ruffling a few feathers by rushing around the room.<br><br>Kemi sat nervously looking at Iris as she spoke and extended her hand to him. He wanted to shake her hand, and yet at the same time he was so scared he didn’t want to move a muscle. Kemi sat looking between her hand and the gap between them as she looked back at him. His fingers twitched a few times as he pondered the right thing to do, and then ever so slowly he extended his hand towards hers, his eyes watching her hand intensely, ready to pull back in a split second with his lighting like reactions were she to try anything funny.<br><br>“H..hello.” he said softly to her when his hand then met with hers. “I am Kemi.” He said as he blushed, realising that she knew that already. Nerves.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nachtmahr</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 22:23:59</strong>
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				Iris let out a soft little giggle at his shy behavior, and how he presented himself despite how she obviously knew who he was. She smiled as his hand reached out to meet hers at last, and the moment it did, she very carefully and very gently closed her hand around his. They were almost the same size too! He had such cute, almost effeminate hands. In fact, most of his features seemed.. Less than masculine, when she looked closer. She brought her other hand on top of his, embracing it softly, before she tugged it to her lips, giving his fingertips a sweet, feather-light kiss.<br><br>"You don't have to be so nervous my dear. I promise I'm going to treat you really well."<br>She said to him, hoping to gain his trust quickly. She was, frankly, not the most patient person in the world, and she didn't have time to sit around for days, telling him that he was safe and that everything was okay. Judging from his his jaw had all but hit the floor when entered the room, and how he blushed when he looked at her, her female charms were already starting to work wonders on him, and she fully planned on using those to her advantage, when it came to breaking down the barriers that yet had to be broken.<br><br>She let him go and got back up, walking around her room. Secretly she was making sure that he hadn't made a mess or broken any of her things, but it seemed innocent enough. She'd hate to have to punish him already, but she didn't know if she'd be able to keep her cool if he'd turned over some expensive vase. Then she headed for a door opposite the one she had entered by, and pushed it open.<br>"Would you please join me Kemi?"<br>She asked as she looked at him over her shoulder.<br><br>If and when he did, he'd find himself in the doorway of a very luxurious bathroom. Already she had twisted the knob on the faucet, and steamy water was pouring out into a fairly large tub. She was adding a little scented oil but most importantly: Soap. There was no way she was going to keep him around in his current state - Gods, who even knew where he'd been, or what foulness he had been rolling in? She sat herself down on a stool next to the tub, but still faced him.<br>"If you're a <em>good</em> and <em>brave</em> boy, then please take off your clothes and come on in. The water's going to do wonders for you! And if you're <em>really</em> good, and do as your mistress tells you, I promise that you'll get a big bowl of fresh cream for dinner. Is that a deal?"<br>She asked in a soft and rather cheerful voice as she offering him a smile that truly showcased her bright, unblemished teeth. The less he struggled, the easier it would be for her to have her way - Yet she was struggling to keep up her appearance of being a benevolent and innocent hostess.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 00:01:43</strong>
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				Kemi found his hand shaking as Iris reached her other hand over to hold his hand with both of hers. Though he wasn’t ever going to go looking for a fight, mainly due to the fact he had been forced to be submissive his entire life, he doubted he could overpower Iris anyway given his small size and petite frame. Pretty much all of her was bigger than him, but not in a way that meant she was masculine or unattractive. It was quite the opposite, she had the curves of a goddess, whilst he was just a scrawny boy.<br><br>His lips quivered as she then went ahead and kissed his hand in such a manner the light graze of her lips on his skin making him shiver with all kinds of feelings and emotions.<br><br>Though he had no reason to trust her, her soft, warm voice, female curves and the sheer attraction that he felt for her meant that he was already more willing to obey her than anyone else he had ever been kept by. Even if he didn’t think it or know it, Kemi was slowly being drawn in under her spell, the beautiful elven woman playing him so perfectly as she got up and walked to the door, his eyes already unable to focus on anything but her.<br><br>Kemi felt captivated by her, and in so many ways he felt overwhelmed, overpowered and just overcome in all sorts of ways as he watched her as she asked him to join her. He started to move towards her as she called him, but when he heard the water starting to ruin his face looked pained and he froze on the spot. He’d had hundreds of baths in his life, but he was never a fan of water, and was maybe even a little bit scared of the feeling of it surrounding his body. Those cat like traits showing through once again.<br><br>Poor Kemi looked a little bit distressed as he didn’t want to come and have a bath, and yet Iris was speaking in such a lovely way, a way that just made him want to comply with what she asked him. He slowly took small steps closer to her, on his hands and knees at first, before he stood upon hi own too legs and slowly made his way towards the bathroom. He shivered at what she promised him, and he blushed as she offered him a big bowl of cream for dinner. It had been such a long time since he had been given proper cream, and he did love it so... Oh why did things have to be so difficult?!<br><br>Kemi was soon stood in the bathroom doorway, looking between Iris and the bath as he tried to speak to her. “I... ah.. a bath?” he said as he swallowed hard, however as he stood closer to her and she smiled at him so kindly he felt his body shiver, and his eyes were once again dropping to look over her body. She was just so pretty, and she seemed so nice, how could he say no to her? He’d jumped to do anything to please previous masters, however this was different, she wasn’t holding an iron bar to whack him with if he disobeyed her.<br><br>“I... ahh...” he said as his hands held the bottom of his grubby shirt, wanting to do as she said and take it off, but looking so nervous about doing it too, the sexual tension and heat that he felt right now was like nothing he had ever experienced before.<br><br>After fighting this internal struggle Kemi pulled his top up over his head, revealing his skinny and flat upper body. He really was pale and petite, and he looked around nervously for somewhere to put his top as he carefully put it down on a side beside where he stood. It was only a grubby old top, but when you had near nothing in life, you tended to look after and get attached to anything you have, no matter how old and dirty it might be.<br><br>“Um...” he said as he stood in just his pants, his standing perfectly still, and his ears pointed upwards as he nervously shifted and squirmed on the spot as he thought what to do next. He knew what he needed to do, and it was with bright red cheeks that he started to lower his pants down his skinny little legs. His little penis was revealed too, soft and pink in colour, it fit his body though in its small size, however the real goods hung heavy between his legs, his balls clearly a little too big for his frame, but not to the extent it looked ridiculous. Even so, that was where the milk was kept, and it was clear right away he was quite the production unit.<br><br>His hands moved to cover his genitals as he stood naked, looking down and away from Iris as he did so.<br><br>"Like this?" he asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nachtmahr</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 01:45:03</strong>
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				Iris bit her lower lip, catching and keeping it quite elegantly between her teeth as she watched the adorably embarrassed boy carry out her command, first removing his shirt to utterly prove what she had already guessed: He didn't have much on his body in terms of muscles - And it only made him look even more adorable. She always wanted to play with him like some sort of doll, and perhaps dress him up. Oh a red ribbon in his hair and a puffy skirt, and she'd be just ready to ravage him until he couldn't feel his legs anymore.. <br>But as he dropped his pants tentatively, now that was a sight to behold. She struggled to hold back an amused giggle as she saw his penis - Like everything else on him, it was quite and petite, but obviously not quite the rod of the gods that would satisfy a craving woman's needs. However, that wasn't his purpose either, after all. He wasn't a toy in that sense, even if she might want to use him like one, and he wasn't like the concubines and more.. Intimate servants she had in her possession in the harem of her palace. No, what she wanted form him was going to come from that mighty distillery that hung beneath his member, this globes in their pouch, already showing their great potential in their size.<br><br>"Yes, just like that dear."<br>She said in her soft voice, trying to sound as benevolent and kind as she could, while she almost wanted to throw herself at him right then and there, and feel his body for real. She got up from her stool and walked over to him - He looked adorable like this, covering himself in embarrassment. She walked behind him, and put her hands on his shoulders only to then guide him to the tub.<br>"Come on now, in you get. If you're good and obedient, it'll be over much sooner."<br>She said, leaning down to talk sweetly into his sensitive ears, resisting the urge to either touch them or just go ahead and have a bit of nibble. <br><br>With a gentle part-squeeze, part-encouraging push on his bottom, she waited for him to sink down into the foamy water, before she sat back down on the stool. She smiled at him when she brought out a large sponge and a washing cloth for him.<br>"Now, be good and clean yourself properly, I'll wait in the other room. Don't miss a spot, okay dear?"<br>She said, and she leaned in to give her brave little kitten a quick peck on his cheek before she got up to leave the room, expecting him to be capable of using the sponge and the washing cloth to get himself into a presentable state.<br>"Oh, and when you're done.."<br>She said, stopping in her tracks, as her divine bottom had been swaying towards the door with her every step. She bowed down to a cupboard, and pulled out a large, plushy towel, and some kind of garments.<br>"Dry yourself, and then put these on. They will be far more comfortable than those rags."<br>She said, offering him a quick smile as she put the large towel down on top of the neatly folded white cotton pants and shirt she had left for him. It was very light, and an informed individual might wonder if it wasn't actually going to be outright transparent, but it was no doubt going to be comfortable. It was even a little too big for him, but it would probably stay in place, for the most part. Then at last she left him.<br><br>She didn't quite close the door to the bathroom, instead she let it remain just a little bit open, just so that he wouldn't start to feel isolated or scared. It was getting to the point where the sun was setting, and the princess had no plans for going anywhere tonight, so she too decided to change her clothes. First, she stripped out of her dress, letting out a sweet sigh of relief as her astonishing form was freed from it's confines. Her underwear was soon to follow, her breasts springing free from the cups (more like bowls really) of her bra, and she caressed them briefly. She didn't really enjoy such formal attires as what she had been wearing, but then again, chances were that no one really enjoyed wearing that sort of thing. It was more about the power such expensive clothing gave you, and how people looked at you. Even a princess couldn't look like a commoner unless she'd want to be treated like one. <br>Completely naked, she started a fire in the fireplace, and threw in a single stick of sweet, vanilla-like incense that soon started to spread a relaxing odor - One that really calmed the mind and made your body yearn to just lie back and stretch lazily. Then she set about finding something to wear that would suit the mood. She started to wonder as she watched her collection of clothes in her considerable wardrobe, and she started to go with something inspired heavily by the exotic noblewomen of the vast eastern deserts. A pair of dark red panties, if they could even be called such - Wide enough in the front to cover ones most precious parts, but being nothing more than a mere string along the backside, to disappear and give the illusion of nudity when seen from behind - And as her behind was her specialty, she found great joy in wearing such articles. Already as they rolled up her legs and her soft, milky thighs she felt like a true deviant, or like some sexual goddess. She knew no man could resist her wearing something like this, and Kemi probably wasn't any different. Then followed a pair of red pants of sorts - the fabric was generous and hung loosely on her legs, but the most entrancing thing about it was how it allowed you to peer right through it! The fabric was like a veil, an exotic red mist that enveloped her lower body, and allowed the beholder to peer right through it at her panties underneath. She put on a similar garb on her upper body, but she did not even make the slightest effort in covering her chest. She let her full, heavy breasts stay fully visible as the red mist-like fabric caressed her upper body. Then she laid back on the bed, leaving plenty of space for her curious kitten once he finished his bath. She could barely even wait - She was so excited she feared her panties might be growing moist already. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 03:10:12</strong>
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				Iris’ soft tone and kind words were helping the shy, blushing cat boy to build a little more trust and hurry along the process of getting him to do what she wanted him to do. Despite that though he wanted to get into the bath a whole lot less than he wanted to strip naked and have her see him wearing nothing. It was embarrassing to be seen naked by someone you barely knew for the first time, but that was nothing compared to his dislike of getting wet!<br><br>Still, it was hard to not do as Iris asked, she asked so nicely, and she looked so warm and friendly too as she spoke. How could someone that adorable and pretty be anything but pure and kind hearted? Kemi was as naive as he was sheltered, and having spent in life in various types of captivity and care he hadn’t been allowed to experience people and life other than is controlled environments, only ever allowed to speak with people who his master’s allowed, and only ever really getting to see the wide world from the wrong side of some metal bars for the most part. It was his value that had caused this though, he couldn’t be allowed to move around freely as he would likely be kidnapped and sold on in no time at all, and nor could he be allowed to be given too much knowledge of the outside world so that it wouldn’t corrupt his mind and make him turn on his owners or refuse to fill their pockets.<br><br>Iris had a fine way with her words though, making him feel like a big boy as she told him how brave and good he could be, and speaking in a way that made him feel like he was expected to do what she wanted, yet never making it feel forced either. He wasn’t the hardest person to convince into doing something though, he’d lived his entire life obeying his superiors without question, and so when he yelped out when Iris’ hand touched his naked rear end and pushed him towards the bath he took the push in the right direction before climbing into the water.<br><br>He shivered as he sunk down into the water, though the quiver was because he disliked the water, rather than it being too cold for his liking. He curled his knees up to cover his chest as he sat down, his cheeks still flushed felt Iris’ eyes on him, and found his own gaze taking her in too. He said nothing as she told him what he could wear after, and even left him a towel too, and instead just simply nodded his head in response to her, his eyes glued to her incredible bottom as she bent and moved around whilst he sat in the warm water.<br><br>Kemi could feel his heavy, plump testicles tingle beneath the water as he watched Iris’ wonderful curves sway on out of the bathroom, leaving him with the sponge to get himself cleaned up. Her request was more than reasonable, she had been kind, plus it would be nice to get clean and wear some clothes, wouldn’t it? It was an easy decision to come too, and Kemi was soon rubbing the sponge over all of his body to get any dirt he could see, and just ensure that all of his skin got wet. Being the multi talented catboy that he was he had no problem shifting around in the tub to get those hard to reach places, and having a tail made brushing some water over your back really rather easy too!<br><br>A little while later he glanced towards the bathroom door, and when he was sure no one could see he all but sprung on his legs out of the bath and onto the floor, before he quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his body. He wasn’t small, but he felt swamped by the towel as it hugged around most of his body, and it was a few seconds later he was just curled up in a heap on the floor in it as he all but squirmed around inside of it, rubbing his body over the material to get himself dried, rather than just rubbing the towel over his skin like a normal person would.<br><br>Kemi ensured he was totally dry before he emerged from the towel; the last thing he wanted was to get disciplined for dripping water all over the bathroom! He pulled on the clothes that had been left for him, and it was true he did feel comfortable, but at the same time he felt a little bit exposed, however more than anything he just felt a little bit weird to be wearing something other than his old rags. He’d had them for such a long time now, and had become a little attached to them, even if they were all tatty and grubby by now.<br><br>Looking around he slowly approached the door, taking slow and timid footsteps as he pushed the door open and peered around the corner into the main room to see if he could see anyone. When he then glanced over towards the bed his eyes saw the curvaceous goddess that was Iris laid out on her bed, and his eyes went wide, his ears stood up, and his mouth dropped open once more. There she was, her full breasts clearly visible, the curves of her body being made to look wonderfully enormous by the sheer clothes that she wore, and his eyes were just so into her that he found it so hard to look away.<br><br>“Ah... I... Miss Iris... I have finished washing.” He said to her, sounding a little bit out of breath as he blushed beet red at the fact she was on her bed half naked, the poor boy not wanting to take a step closer towards her as he stood with just his head in her bedroom.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nachtmahr</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 01:19:10</strong>
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				Iris smiled as she saw his head poke out from behind the door. The way his eyes took her in, that look of overwhelming desire and yet the knowledge that he was out of his depth with a woman like her.. It made her shiver with delight! That sense of power she got when she had her theory confirmed, that not even this adorable kitten could resist her mind-bending charms, it was unlike anything else. No measure of sexual pleasure had ever come close to the rush she got from knowing she had someone under her spell, even without having to resort to arcane means at all. He probably didn't even realize that he had already lost in the great scheme of things. It even made her tingle in her most precious parts, and catch her lower lip between her teeth as he stared at her. She patted the open space next to her.<br><br>"Come, then, my precious."<br>She said softly, offering him a warm and inviting smile, as she invited him to join the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, on what was no doubt the most comfortable bed he had ever as much as touched. The double-layered mattress was wide enough to have room for the two of them, and 3 more, before they'd start to get a little intimate. The plethora of pillows and blankets was almost so generous that you might get lost between them. Lost in the softest and most comfortable maze ever. The sweet scent of vanilla-incense from the fireplace only made it all the more exotic, as she lived out her little fantasy of seducing him like the young dancers did in the deserts of the eastern lands. <br><br>As he joined her, she was soon to scoot a little close to him, reaching out to place a hand on his cheek, giving him a soft, almost loving stroke.<br>"You're even prettier now. Wasn't it nice to get all clean? Isn't your mistress kind?"<br>She asked, giggling. She already knew the answer to that question of course - At least the only answer that she'd ever accept. Her hand moved from his cheek, down to his side, softly stroking him up and down his side, from his hip up to his ribs. She bit her lip again, as she tried to stop herself from just reaching for her prize, and feeling that cute member of his grow hard in her skilled hand. His eyes seemed mostly focused on her chest, which was quite visible through the veil of her top. She let out a soft chuckle, before she leaned forwards and place a soft kiss on his forehead, in the process all but shoving his head down, right in front of her cleavage for him to get lost in. She let him go, both of her hands gathering on her chest, slowly but surely parting her veil, revealing her breasts to him.<br>"So, does my brave little kitty want his cream?"<br>She whispered to him, as her nipples grew hard at the thought of what was to come. Now she just had to wait for him to figure out just how fresh his 'cream' was going to be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 14:40:05</strong>
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				Kemi could feel his body tighten up as Iris gestured for him to come and join her on the bed. How could he just walk over and sit on a bed with a woman as beautiful as her, when she was wearing as little as she was? He could feel his legs shaking like jelly as he stood looking at her, utterly transfixed by her beauty as she spoke in that soft, warm voice of hers. Shamefully Kemi could feel his penis twitch in the thin garments he was wearing, and his heavy balls tingled at the sight of Iris’ divine curves, her female form just so far beyond anything he had ever seen before he was left all but speechless by the mere sight of her!<br><br>He knew he should obey Iris, but his body just felt like it had locked up and wouldn’t move as he tried to walk, and it was only when he forced himself to move that he found himself able to take slow, unsteady steps towards the large bed, his eyes failing miserably in trying to stop devouring Iris’ body. He made a cute ‘Uhh!’ noise as he had to put some effort in to jump up onto the bed, for though he had plenty of spring in his legs, he wasn’t exactly feeling too athletic right now. He curled himself up in the large space beside Iris; sitting close enough to her it might not be considered awkward, but nowhere near close enough for it to be considered intimate between them.<br><br>Kemi’s body shivered as her sweet smell and the scent from the fireplace filled his head, it was such a lovely smell that he couldn’t help but feel the excitement in his body, and when she then started to touch his cheek he shivered again with arousal. “Ye...yes! You are! Th.. thank you!” he told her as she told him how kind she was, Kemi ensuring to give her the answer that she so clearly wanted, and in all truth deserved after showing him such kindness. Her hand stroking his side felt lovely, he craved attention like this, and yet having her touch him in such a manner, whilst she lay wearing so little was quite overwhelming for the young man. He wanted to squirm closer to her touch, and yet with her large breasts so clearly on display he felt paralysed, as if if he moved any closer it would be wrong.<br><br>The kiss on his forehead whilst his eyes were right before her cleavage made him audible gasp for air, and when she then revealed her breasts fully too him and offered him some cream he could feel his genitals throb with desire, and his cheeks go red. Surely she didn’t mean what he thought? Did she? Poor Kemi could barely believe his eyes, or his ears as he sat looking at Iris, his tail swaying, betraying his emotions by showing he was still very interested and excited by what was potentially going to happen, even if the boy did look scared stiff. His eyes were so very clearly on her chest, taking in the sight of her full, soft, and utterly perfect breasts as he tried to catch his tongue. “Err.... ahh... I... Miss... Mistress... do you... er....” he said, looking at her for some kind of reassurance that this was right, that what was required. She was so lovely, the last thing he wanted to do was lean in and lick her nipple and have her freak out and have him back in a cage so soon after finally getting out of one.<br><br>“Thank you.” He then said, guessing he had no choice, his eyes darted around, seeing no cream anywhere else, and he timidly leaned his mouth into one of her large breasts, the size of it making his eyes all but go cross-eyed as he leaned in and his soft tongue swirled around her nipple.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nachtmahr</strong> on <strong>23-09-2014, 23:34:25</strong>
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				He was so adorable! Just the way he looked at her, that strange sense of helplessness in his eyes as he laid there next to her, realizing what she wanted him to do, but not accepting that he was allowed to do it. It was clear to see how the distress of not knowing for sure whether she wanted him to just go at her breasts or not was confusing him. It was clear to see how far out of his league he felt lying there next to her. It was clear to see that he was of mating age because of how the loose woolen pants he had been given to wear couldn't even <em>begin</em> to hide his excitement. <br>Even if he wasn't exactly sure what it was that he really wanted out of this, it was clear to see that he wanted <em>something</em> at the very least. Oh his sweet ignorance was making her insides churn, desperate for that adorable cock inside of her. It was nothing compared to the cocks she had taken in her time, from servants whom he could never hope to size up to, but something about it was just so very desirable - Of course that might just have been the lure of what hid inside his mighty sack.<br><br>"That's it. N-nh, yes.."<br>She whispered as she felt his tongue nervously poking out of his mouth, and finding her nipple. Her pink, precious little teat was already erect and eager for him to try his luck, and the feeling of his curious, warm tongue swirling around it was almost unbearable! It felt good, but it was so light, like being tickled with a feather.<br><br>She decided to encourage him, and as such she turned on her back, and with her hands at his hips she guided him up on top of her until he was straddling her tummy. Her hands then got themselves tangled in his hair as she softly pressed his face down into her plump, soft breast. Soon it seemed he took the hint and sucked the pink nub into his mouth instead of just licking at it.<br>"Yes! That's a good boy.."<br>She cooed softly, pinching her lower lip between her teeth as her breath grew heavier.<br>"Now suck, dear. Suck as hard as- Y-yes! Like that!"<br>She first explained but it seemed the eager kitten had caught on, and the increase in his efforts made her moan softly. It was only moments later that he would find a quick a little squirt of something warm and thick on his tongue. Upon further inspection, he find the texture to be lovely and fatty, and the taste to be sweet - Then it started to softly trickle out of her nipple into his mouth, her all but sacred, sweet cream.<br>"M-mhn, yes.. It's all for you dear."<br>She whispered hoarsely as she writhed slightly under him, panting softly as she let his hair go, now that he had figured out what to do. One hand desperately clawed at the bedsheets as she squirmed, the other reached for her lonely right breast, and the mount she touched it she felt how cream was even erupting from there, forming a small stream down into her cleavage as she caressed it, her own hand by no means big enough to properly cup the large orb.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Of Life [pleaseteaseme &amp; Nachtmahr]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>24-09-2014, 00:16:10</strong>
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				Kemi felt utterly lost in these huge breasts as Iris just urged him on to really lick at them with a bit more vigour. He’d obviously never done anything like this before though so he was naturally wary of what was right and wrong, not to mention he was worried sick at the thought of upsetting a new mistress so soon into her ownership of him, after all, she was the one who could make his life so very good, or so very, very bad.<br><br>“UuuOoooh!” he exclaimed in surprise as she easily moved his body so that he was sat straddling her, the young catboy right away trying to adjust how he was perched upon her so that his little erection didn’t press against her! In his time so far he had always been told that having a stiff penis was something not desired by his owners, and he was to keep it hidden away and not speak about it. But then before Iris he’d never had someone who owned him for any reason other than when he reached puberty he would be worth a lot of money, and so to keep him naive and clueless and his own natural money maker was in their benefit.<br><br>Still, he could only feel it getting harder and harder as Iris urged him on further, and really pressed his face down into the massive soft mound of her breast. The nipple felt so big and hard in his mouth, yet at the same time it felt so exciting too, it felt like it was made for his tongue the way his slippery organ just swirled around and over it with such ease, and he took great delight in doing it. Despite his clear enjoyment of this he was still being soft and gentle with his licking, not even really sucking until Iris had to tell him to suck, and suck hard at that.<br><br>His first sucks were gentle, and only when she didn’t react in a negative way did he slowly start to suck harder and harder, and then he felt it in his mouth! Oh my goodness! It was... it was milk?! From her... from her chest?! He didn’t know there were milk in them! Despite this revelation he was very much enjoying the taste of her chest milk, it far sweeter and warmer than any milk he had been treated too before, and what catboy was going to refuse a helping of warm milk fresh from the source? Kemi certainly wasn’t going too, and he closed his eyes as he really got to work, sucking at her nipple as he tried to drink down as much milk as he possibly could, her breast pressed and squished against his mouth as he had her nipple in his mouth, really starting to get a hand of the motion and method required to extract her milk into her mouth.<br>
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