I just keep on chewing and purring, squirming with my eyes mostly closed as she keeps on pulling me along. There are more hallways and doors like before, but none of that really maters. Nothing matters as much as the nice chewy cud!

After awhile we're out in some parking lot. There's a truck with a couple of planks down in front of it like some sort of ramp. All of these details are so boring compared to the yummy cud, but they're still important. The pretty red haired girl lets go of the leash and smacks my ass hard, pushing me a little up the slats. "Go on, need to get you to your new place, cowy."

Once I get inside the slats get pulled away, and the back of the truck closes off. Everything is very dark and would be scary if I didn't have my cud to keep me all nice and distracted.

The truck starts to move, and I just lay in the middle of the truck and chew. It's bumpy, and I feel a little sore, but it doesn't matter, it's almost kinda nice. There's only darkness and cud.

Eventually it stops moving and light shines in as the truck opens back up, and the pretty girl steps in. She grabs my leash and starts to tug, pulling me to my hands and knees before tugging me out of the truck. "Enjoy yourself cowy!" Her hand swats my ass again, and it stings, but only enough to tingle pleasantly.

In front of me is a building that looks like an abandoned warehouse. This must be the new place! There's a door open, and inside of the door is just darkness. When I get to the middle of the room I just stop and look around, chewing and melting, mooing just a little. It's so dark, and there's probably not much to see anyway. It's probably just empty or full of boxes or something. Boxes full of cud could be nice, but otherwise, boxes sound boring.

A spotlight flashes on and it gets very bright very quickly. "Oh… Nice…" A female voice rings out from a loudspeaker. The bright light doesn't stop my eyes from being able to see, but the way it shines down only illuminates my shining silvery body anyway so there's nothing new to see.

My body squirms on its own and shimmers in the bright light. At least the light doesn't hurt or anything silly like that, and it won't stop me from loving my nice green cud.

Some strange metal tentacle rises up in the air slithers its way into the spotlight from the surrounding shadows. It looks like a bunch of metal pieces all sliding over each other like a million shiny joints. It moves over to me and runs so cold over my back, between my legs, over my stomach, and holds up my breasts in a way that feels like they're being weighed. "Very nice…"

The metal is so cold that I can't stop shivering and whimpering out with a moo as I keep chewing. The metal thingy is so strange, and so cold. I wish it would warm up!

A light on the end of the tentacle shines into each of my eyes and I stare back into it. Once it stops doing that it moves out of my vision and slides into my ear. It feels really weird for a second and the-

Click.

My eyes flutter open and my body quivers. It feels like the tentacle just turned me off! It doesn't seem to care that my cud fell out of my mouth and is resting on the floor. It just keeps rubbing over my body, feeling each and every little curve.

Another tentacle comes out from the other side of the darkness and moves to my other ear. The first tentacle moves back to my other ear, and after a moment they're both in my ears, slithering in so much deeper then they should and-

Click.

When I finally turn back on I have to flutter my eyes and squirm. That time lasted a lot longer, and I'm not in the same room anymore. This room has carpet, decent lighting, and its pretty! Everything is really pretty, colorful, and looking oh so amazing! I feel oh so giddy and excited just sitting here and looking around.

Somehow I ended up in a very cute school girl uniform, with knee high stockings, a cute skirt and a modest top that feels just a little bit too tight to be really modest, but that's okay! It looks cute, and that means that it makes me look cute!

All around me are the absolutely cutest toys that I've ever seen! There's a pony… hot, heat, pony in heat, dripping, working so hard, so strong, good pony, neeeigh!… . a Barbie… like total slut, and like can't believe I'm not being slammed against a wall right now, it's just horrible, god! There's a cow… nipples squirting hot milk all over, chewing, dull rolling empty eyes… and a kitty… mewl and stretch and scritch, mewl and lick…

It's all just so exciting, I feel like some cute little girl getting to play with a whole bunch of new toys! I must have been a good girl to get so many pretty new good toys!

I don't know how I know it, but something deep inside of me just knows that I'm supposed to pick out my favorite toy, my absolute favorite toy! It makes me so excited that I try to reach out for one and end up just opening and closing my hands in the air, squealing and cooing. Which should I grab for? It's such a hard choice, so super hard! I have to choose something though, so I grab for the Barbie and squeal again.

From two of the walls two more of those tentacles slide out and so quickly start to move to my ears. Those probes are always so cold, I hate them so much, they're so cold, I don't want them at all! I wish they would just go awa-

Click!

There's no way I can't grin and pop the pretty pink wad of gum I've been working on for who knows how long. My pretty heels click as I make my way down towards my friend's locker, silver legs with high white socks moving underneath the pretty plaid skirt. There's nothing so hot as a catholic school girl get-up. It's not as if anyone would buy that I'm innocent, but it's a sexy thing to pretend.

My hands grab up to adjust my bag, bubble popping again. I'm supposed to meet my friend at her locker, because I put a nice, yummy suggestion into her hot ditzy little head. I can't wait to pop my bubble and see just how it makes her react.

When I get there she's putting her books away. Something about her skin looks strange, but maybe it's just me. It's all shiny, and her eyes look just a little bit too dead, too… my friend is made of plastic… but that's a really silly thought! My friend isn't plastic, she's not some big robotic toy or something! She's my fellow student and unwitting bubble buddy, and what a fellow student at that! She's so cute, and the way her hot ass is shoved out as she grabs out the books she needs next just… It's so hard not to squeeze.

She has the hottest skin, dark in that islander sort of way, yummy long dark hair, and her uniform looks so nice clinging against her.

Leaning close as can be, I blow a nice big bubble and pop it, right beside her cute little ear, barely able to stop myself from moaning. Her reaction is going to look so hot I might just cream myself even before taking better advantage of her. "Heeeeeeell-o!"

"Hey girlfriend…" She squirms her hot, prize winning ass and the shudder the pop causes quivers its way through her whole body. She drops her books in front of her locker and bends back, shutting her locker as she leans back against it. Is the grin on her face because of the pop, or just because of me?

Either way, she looks hotter than sin.

There's nothing better than turning a hot classmate into a world class fuck buddy just with a yummy stick of gum. My mouth twists into a grin and my legs take me a little closer to her before I pop another bubble. "How is my favorite you?"

She shudders again and a hand rises up, twisting and twirling through her dark hair. "Oh, I'm pretty good…" Her legs tighten and squeeze together tight after the pop.

"Oh? You look damned good…" Another blows up, and pops again. My body presses up just barely against hers before I pop another. "Good enough to eat…"

"Yeah… g… good… good enough to eat…" She just giggles and pulls at her hair as her eyes flutter back with the pop. Her legs cross and she lets out a soft moan. I can practically feel her pussy tightening.

Of course, part of that is my own tightening that shudders through me. I press more against her, and slowly slide my hands up her arms, and then down her sides, teasing my thumbs against the sides of her breasts through her blouse. "Uh-huh… Good enough to eat, and me without a spoon… just silvery fingers!"

She arches into my hands, and her eyes look so pleasantly fuzzy as she squirms back against me. "Yeah, gotta eat with your fingers… so sad…" She's so oblivious, and that makes it even hotter. La-la-land has a new resident.

"Yup… Gotta eat you aaaall up with my fingers!" Grinning, two fingers from my left hand reach down and start to stroke towards her thighs. Another bubble begins to form at my lips. Just one more big bubble…

"Yuh… fingers…" Her voice is almost sleepy in that deliciously hot, far gone way. Her mouth hangs loose when she isn't talking and her thighs clench tighter as my fingers begin to trace hot and tight little spirals over her smooth dark skin. With a moan her hands fall flat against the lockers behind her. She looks so helpless, so vulnerable…

The bubble keeps growing, growing, so big until I'm afraid it'll pop on its own… and then I make it pop as my fingers trail up past her skirt with a giggle. "You feel so pretty!"

Her eyes snap back into her head with the pop, and her knees buckle. The last bit of spark in her eyes dims as she impales herself onto my fingers. What a good girl, she didn't wear panties. Of course, neither do I; it's the school's dress code.

All of those bubble pops have her wet beyond belief, dripping over my fingers as I start to move them inside her ever so tenderly, rubbing, massaging, caressing… "Even better than pretty…"

Her legs are as much putty as her mind, and slide down with her as she falls flat on her ass, back arching as her shoulders press harder into the lockers behind her. She moans something out, some words, but the moan is more about communicating pleasure than communicating meaning. Meaning is far too much for her nice slutty little head.

My fingers move quicker inside of her, deeper as I watch those hot, witless eyes. "You like the bubbles so much don't you, my good little bubble-slut?"

"Tastes bubblegum in my pussy…" Her voice just barely whispers out the words, and there's as much pleasure as there is meaning. Whenever she says those hot little words, that always means that she won't be remembering anything. To her, it just feels like she's chewing bubblegum between her legs…

I've never had a friend even half as fun as her. My fingers move insistently as they can, feeling every last little bit of her slick insides as she tightens and shudders. She looks so deliciously lost, and flowing more than any other girl I've ever met

She can't finish again until another pop of the gum, so I let myself enjoy her, kissing over her, arching against her and loving each and every moment of it, chewing, gum feeling like sooner or later it's going to lose it's flavor but not yet, and nothing could lose the flavor of the moment during something so absolutely delicious.

Chew, chew, chew, and then I start to blow the bubble up. I want this one to be a very, very big bubble before it pops and makes her burst. I want to kiss and lick and nibble all over her, but then this bubble would pop, and all of our delicious fun would be over. It's so close to popping on its own any way, and I move it so the bubble is right by her ear.

Pop.

"Oh god! I love bubblegum!!!" Her voice flares out as a scream as she clenches tight around my fingers, beyond soaking my silvery hand with her juices. I watch her as she shudders, back arched hips pressed out and almost burst right along with her. This is the kind of sexy that's supposed to only exist on television.

I love my life.

Slowly I put the gum back inside of my mouth and coat her thighs in a layer of her own fluids. "Bubble gum is a great flavor…"

"Yeah…" She nods and blinks ever so slowly, deliciously slowly and groans. "Love… Gum…" Her eyes are so heavy and her body is so limp. She almost looks like she's going to melt right back through the lockers.

Sadly this is no place to just melt, so I help her up. It's impossible not to grin. "Yup… I love it too. Definitely, gum is the best."

She keeps on nodding, and her knees shake as she finally starts to stand up. There's something so adorable about how vulnerable she looks right now. I could just pop another bubble, slam her up against the lockers and start fucking her again, and all she would is moan. "Y… Yeah… Time for education though… c… come on…" Her stumbling down the halls is almost too cute. It's so hard to resist blowing another bubble.

"Oh yeah, we are in school, huh?" I put an arm around her to help her walk. It's the least I can do after our little bubble gum session.

"Uh huh… education is lots of fun… lots…" She nods as she slumps against the door of our classroom with another adorable far off expression glittering in her eyes. We'll have to do this again soon, maybe after school so we can take our time…

Grinning I help her step back enough to open up the door and let her lean on me for the way in. "Lots and lots of fun my pretty friend!"

Inside is just like any other class room. There are a bunch of desks and a lot of students. Everyone is in different outfits, chatting it up before class. Lucky for me, I'm just narrowly not late even with the hallway bout of excitement.

The teacher up behind the desk is dressed up like the teacher from day dreams, with a short skirt that teases just enough, a button up blouse with just one too many buttons open, glasses perched sophisticatedly up on her nose, and her hair done up in a bun with just a few strands falling out from it in a way that looks undeniably sexy. An interesting addition is the knee high socks that make her look just a touch more like she should be a student.

I always try to sit in the back, but there are only two seats left and they're right in the middle. Oh well, being a little bit closer to our hot teacher shouldn't hurt us any.

As soon as we sit down the teacher stands up and walks over to in front of the board. "Hello class. Today we'll be going over the human brain, the pleasure reaction, and fetishes." She nods to us before turning away and grabbing up a pen from the tray. A moment later she's drawing some sort of diagram. Oh, it's of the body, and of the brain.

Today at least seems like it'll be interesting, even if I'm stuck away form my favorite spot. A cute cheerleader looking girl is in my favorite seat in the corner. Maybe I'll have to bubble up her mind a little after class…

"So class," the teacher speaks up and I immediately turn my attention back to her doing my best not to grin from the delight just looking in her direction sizzles through me, "the centers of the brain that read pleasure are here." She motions to the part of the brain on her diagram. "And of course, the parts of the body that are most sensitive are labeled in red, but it's different for different people. When they say the most erotic part of the body is the mind, they mean it, because the body only has so many reactions really… and if the body refuses to listen you can't force it to.

"But, if you work with the mind itself, pleasure can be unstoppable. Because there is no limit to the amount of pleasure one can take, whereas there are limits to pain. So tell us class, what does this mean?"

I stare at the board and listen to her, nodding and trying to figure out just what the answer would be. All of this is right up my ally… If the mind is the most erotic part of the body, and if you work with the mind you can cause infinite pleasure… limits to pain… with a hmm I raise up my hand and cross my other hand's fingers. She points to me and I grin before answering hopefully as I can. "If you stimulate the body together with the mind there's no end to the fun?"

"No, but a good guess. It actually means it is possible to basically mind fuck someone into a blissful stupor. You can literally overload it beyond understanding and into complete dependency." She nods and grins in a very mischievous way. "Though, there are fun ways to do it."

My answer sounds fun, but hers sounds even better! I nod along with her more and more as she speaks, and my own grin keeps growing. There definitely are some fun ways, I know that for a fact.

"Now class, everyone spread your legs and put your feet in the stirrups." Our lovely teacher nods, and I look down to the floor. Rather far apart are indeed stirrups sticking out of the floor. My legs feel stretched just a little too wide after my feet slide in, but I don't really mind. I'd spread my legs for my teacher any day.

School can be so much fun! I wonder what the point of this is going to be? I'm sure it's going to feel absolutely divine, whatever it is. My toes are already curling with the anticipation.

Coming out of the floor are… mechanical sounds, the clicking chinking of metal. I can't see through my desk, but I can see over to the girls' desks around me. Just like the dress code says were all in skirts, and no underwear. Underneath all of the desks a tile is lowering down, and metal wires are coming up out of the hole and twirling and intertwining with each other.

"This will be on the test kids, so pay attention." As soon as I see what they're doing, I'm feeling it - gold and tightly wound, thousands of those tendrils thrust up in between my legs, spreading out, moving all through me, lacing their way through my body.

It's like as soon as the wires are inside they need to find every possible way to arch through, feeling so hot, so damned hot, twining up through my stomach, past my breasts, spreading out over my neck and over my face before lacing into my skull and I can only imagine my mind. My body shudders and tries to squirm, but the wires are inside, and no matter how I move it doesn't make any difference. "Now, would one of you please describe what is happening?"

I look down at myself and try to see any of the wires bulging, but my flesh looks smooth and seamless as ever. I've never felt anything like this before at all, ever. "Uhn… Those wires… they're going everywhere, even in my head…"

"Especially in your head, girls. Now does anyone know the reason they did? Anyone?" She looks around, but I'm feeling far too dazed to answer. They're especially in my head? I'm glad I'm not feeling stupid enough to raise my hand.

Another girl who looks as dazed as I must look raises her hand. "Because of the mental connection… mmmm… We all have with that place and pleasure already?"

"Exactly. It is a place of softness and vulnerability. Entering there is a psychological move." I never thought of it as vulnerable, but I guess I can see her point. It's definitely psychological, and feels so nice… "That's right, now, when it comes to fucking, to use the slang term, what are the three main ways it can be done? Romantic and slow… Fast and hard… and Rape. Now, what do you think would be the most effective for what we're dong today?"

That is so going to be on the test! What would be the most effective? The wires are everywhere, and I can see where romantic could make it seem tender, rough could make it look kinky, rape would make the victim feel helpless… "Rape?"

She nods and… oh! The wires feel like they're alive, pulling, pushing, spreading, igniting with what feels like pure flaming lust. My body grinds and arches and twists into it, but it's everywhere, it's inside and it's outside, it's in my mind and it feels so hot. It feels like a gray fog rolling over me, so thick, like cotton, covering up my mind and not letting go. All I can do is moan and pant, writhing into the feeling, and from the moans all around me I'm not the only one.

"Good. Now, see? This is what I was just talking about. You're all mind fucked wet little sluts now. Everything I say will slide right up your pussies and into your brains." Goddess her words sound so hot! Mind fucked, wet, slut, all of those words feel like the cotton rubbing over a nipple or in between my thighs.

"You," her long fingernail points at me and her grin still looks just as delicious as ever. "Do you have any fetishes?"

"Uhn…" My body quivers, her pointing finger seeming to make the wires inside of me feel oh so damned happy… "Feeling all… like a cherished pet…?"

"Boring. Now you have a new one, knee high socks. Wearing them, feeling them, and seeing them, loving the way they feel on your legs, touching and stroking them, watching other girls walk in them. It gets you hot and creamy and fills your nights with lust and desire…" Her words sizzle into my mind and it makes my clit throb, stinging, burning, the fetish being burned and branded right into my mind in the most perfect way.

Nothing has ever sounded so absolutely hot before! Knee high socks… They're just so hot! I love them everywhere I can find them! Oh if only all of the other girls were wearing them I'd just moan and cream until my soul flowed out from between my legs. "Ooh yeah… Knee high socks, so fucking hot!"

"The way they hug your feet and your legs, encasing them and feeling better than sex… Always masturbating in them, panting like a little dirty girl…" She smile sand looks around at everyone else, but I don't mind, because I'm staring right at her socks and moaning. "See kids? Fetishes are very important. They are things that link straight to the brain. They get you hot in ways that aren't physical, but are often about physical things… but you can think about them and get pleasure without touching yourself. So the more and more powerful the fetishes you have, the easier you are to control."

Fetishes, easier to control… Well I know I love mine, so many nights are going to be spent just rubbing over my socks, just moaning, shuddering, feeling my socks clinging to me, imagining other girls wearing them… I probably won't need to touch myself to cum, but it'll feel even better if I do.

Oh god I'm wearing some right now! My panting gets quicker as I run my hands over my thighs, imagining them running over my legs, feet… Is there something familiar about really liking legs?

"Good class… very good. You're all obedient sluts. You'll be known as my slutty muffys. You're all hot sweaty girls who wan nothing more than other hot sweaty girls and… Mmm… Well, let's get to the rest of the class…" The gray fog stays so thick, but she keeps on teaching for hours and hours…

I miss a lot of it, because of the wires, and especially because of my hotter than hell socks. Just knowing they're there makes me sizzle. I'm a slutty muffy, all I want is other hot sweaty girls, dressed in knee high socks… I might not be paying attention, but those wires are, and each of her words makes my pussy throb.

"Class dismissed." Her eyes flash, and out of the wall, these metal tentacle things come out, slither into my ears, they're always so cold and I can feel them reaching inside of m-

Click.

Hooray! I'm back dressed up like a pretty good little girl, with lots of toys to play with in the playroom! There are no Barbies this time, but that's really okay.

I hate those nasty tentacles, but it's not that bad! Not as bad as everything else is fun!

The pretty kitty looks so soft and cute! I pick it up and pet it, giggling. I love kitties so much! I had a kitty one a long time ago, when I was a little girl, and her name was… wah!

I can feel the metal things again and they’re slick and cold and icky and make me shiver an-

Click.

Purrs resonate off of me as my ears twitch and somewhere behind me my tail flicks. It's the time of year for silver kitties to that yummy heat, and I'm no exception! There's bound to be a pretty girl somewhere close, so I just keep on stalking, looking for a glimpse of my elusive prey.

I sniff at the air but can't smell the tell tale sign of lust that another kitty would be glowing with so I don't have any competition. That's always a good thing!

The hallways are empty though, and it's enough to make a kitty whimper and whine… until pretty legs start walking closer. Long, sexy legs encased in knee high socks and feet covered in shining black pretty shoes click closer and closer. Just the sight of those socks makes me quiver and melt and moan. Nothing is hotter than those socks, than the girl wearing them… To feel them, to feel her through them… Mrrrowr…

My eyes scan up from those creamy legs and over her skirt, her cute white top, and her pretty dark hair. She has an extra cute heart shaped face and her hands are fumbling with her books as she stumbles and clicks awkwardly closer.

She's distracted! This is perfect! I crouch myself down against the floor and wiggle, wiggle, wiggle. No use pouncing until it's just the exact right moment, and then…

Pounce!

Books and papers fly everywhere as she falls onto her back and I pin her down to the ground. She screeches loud as she can with her pretty, cute little voice, and her eyes look so huge behind her big glasses. Mmm, she is so absolutely yummy. Pretty, smells absolutely wonderful, feels so nice, and she's wearing those hot, hot socks… "Hey! What are you doing?!"

I nuzzle against her and wiggle, grind down into her warmth. My lips find her neck as my hands continue to hold her down. I'd love to feel all over her, but it's more important to keep her down. She smells so good! "Mrrrrrowl!"

"Get off!" The cute girl under me keeps flailing, hands grasping at my shoulders and pushing, hands trying to push mine away, but her legs keep moving and rubbing those socks against me more and more and I have to nip over her neck to stop myself from screaming louder than I've ever screamed before. I shift my whole body to grind harder against the socks.

Just the hot feeling of those socks rubbing up against me is overwhelming, and the harder I grind the better and better it feels! I do want to get off, but that silly girl under me isn't helping! I can't get off of her until I do!

"Hey! Bad kitty!" The voice that rings out is not the one of the girl under me, and a moment later a stream of water hits me right in the face! I gasp and scurry away, trying to wipe the water off of my face with my paws even though all it does is smear it around.

I cry out and try to look up for the girl who squirted me while still covering up my face and hiding from another spray. I wasn't being a bad kitty! I was doing what a kitty is supposed to do!

The owner of the voice is a stern looking woman, whose also wearing knee high socks. She's standing there, looking like a sex goddess with those socks, hands on her hips, legs apart, with the spray bottle hanging from one of her hands. "Sorry about that Melinda. They get crazy this time of year. Hormones and all…"

Leaning down the water lady helps the girl I pounced, Melinda, up to her feet. It's not my fault! Seeing all four of their socks so close together makes me squirm and moan. It's impossible not to rub myself down against the floor underneath me, dripping over it from the wetness just being close to those socks creates. It wouldn't even need to be the right season, I'd be like this anyway!

I look up to them, looking back and forth between their eyes and whimper. I need more, I need something! "Come Kitty, fallow and heel, now." The water lady turns and pats the side of her leg before glaring back at me and shaking the water bottle for effect. Mean lady…

Whimpering I step over to her and nuzzle against her socks with a moan. God, I just want to grind myself against those socks over and over and over again until all I can do is shudder and moan and mew to beg for more! "That's a good kitty…" She starts to lead me away as the other girl lifts up her books. "Come on kitty…"

See! I knew I was a good kitty! I purr loudly, ever so loudly as she leads me off down the halls. It's a little bit more walking than I want to do, but I want to show just how good of a kitty I really am! I can be the bestest kitty ever!

Finally a door opens up and she leads me through it. The room is white, plain and boring white. It's pretty though, and white in an overly clean way. On the far side of the room there's even a pretty and large glass mirror! This could be a fun room, maybe, but there's not very much in it! Well, those socks are in it, and by themselves they make me moan.

"Now stay here kitty!" I'm about to pout or mewl for her to beg, but she just steps her way out of the room and closes the door shut quick. Oh well! I'll just stay, and try not to think about Melinda and the water lady with their nice legs and those hot socks.

All alone again isn't hot, but at least I have those hot memories to roll around in my mind! Now I'm all hot though without any cute girl with hot socks to grind against… I slide a paw down to caress the inside of my thigh before crawling over to the mirror. At least the mirror is something, and something is always good!

Once I get to the other side of the room, I can kinda notice that the room smells weird. Not bad weird, but still, it smells really weird! It feels nice, sort of melty, warm, calm, all slow and relaxed… it almost feels like just being in this room is some sort of massage. It might be almost empty, but I really, really like this room.

I start to purr again as I watch the pretty silver kitty in the mirror, and slowly raise my hand up to my thigh again to start to stroke and caress… Somewhere very far away it sounds like some warm voice is saying something about pussy cats… or pussies, it's hard to tell, but it's something about how it's good to play with them nicely, softly, absentmindedly, just tingle and play while the fuzz drifts away…

It sounds like a really, really good idea… I move my hand a little higher to stroke and caress, just rubbing over my wet pussy with a moan. The feeling is so nice I hood my eyes to purr as loud as I can.

Good girls play and play and play, wet and dripping and lost, good kitty doesn't have to purr just play, haze so heavy everywhere, fingers dripping…

It feels so absolutely wonderful, really great! Just mewling and rubbing, melting into that nice heaviness. Love to play, and that haze is perfect, like feeling way too sleepy to move but not quite, fingers so wet they really are already dripping. Normally I think I'd start rubbing harder but I can barely move my hand as it is, so the touches have to stay light. It feels so nice to melt, I can't hold back the dreamy kitty sigh.

Pretty words keep whispering in the background as I keep dripping down in the foreground. It's so nice to keep playing, lost in a pretty haze, just doing what I'm told while the pretty words keep telling me what kinds of things good kitties do… How obedient they are, how amazingly delicious and… hours and hours, feeling so blissful, nothing matters besides dripping.

"Best kitty I ever had…" There are some sounds from the walls, but nothing maters besides that nice wet feeling, it doesn't even feel nasty whe-

Click!

Teehee! I'm back in the playroom with all of the toys, and I feel so giddy and happy just like a good little girl! Already had so much fun with the Barbie and the kitty… I sigh with a giggle as I look to the two toys still down in front of me. There's still the cute cow and the pretty pony!

Such a pretty pony… I pick up the toy and start to nuzzle it. Nobody is looking, and it looks so pretty and soft, I can't help it! It's just so pre-

Click.

Damn it! I hate walking home alone late at night. The stars above might be twinkling and happy like little girls at some sort of birthday party, but I'm a respected lawyer - I shouldn't have to walk home in the dark! Couldn't find my cell phone, battery was dead, and it's not that bad of a walk, but that's not the point!

Off in the distance there's a large plume of smoke reminding me of all of the delights of living in the city. Lovely views, and those stars I'm only assuming are there past all of the lovely pollution.

Oh well, I was never a big star gazer anyway. Reaching up I adjust my suit just a little, just enough to be a motion of habit and not much else.

The plume of smoke turns out to be a cigarette as a woman steps out of a not too far off alleyway. Things in mirror can be farther than they appear, I guess. Maybe I'm just more tired than I think. She looks sort of dangerous, but not enough for me to want to cross the street to get away from her. Her clothes are way too tight, and way too little. Her heels are ridiculously high and pointy, and the flash I get of her face shows it to be covered by way too much makeup.

She's a prostitute if I've ever seen one, and I've seen my fair share in and out of court. Sigh. We even seem to be going the same direction, so she's walking right in front of me!

Rolling my eyes I decide to just do my best to look away. I really am not in the mood to stare at a skank, especially not a skank that no doubt sells herself on street corners. Not to mention that, but I am feeling just a little vulnerable as is. I just keep on walking, maybe a little bit quicker.

She just keeps on clicking away in front of me, and if I ever doubted that it was impossible to walk like a skank then I would definitely retract that now. That shiny black skirt is just barely long enough to cover everything that it should and is definitely not high enough on her hips. It's a ridiculously tight garment and… Okay, so it's not that easy to look away but it's not as if I'm staring. Her hips keep swaying in a way that just screams "I am all that" in a beyond infuriating way.

Maybe she's all that in an alleyway with your legs spread, but she's not all that anywhere else.

She's not too bad to glance at, I'll admit, but I don't want to look too much. It would just encourage her and how slutty she dresses. Rolling my eyes again I try anew to stop looking and move just a little bit quicker.

Of course her speed doesn't change, so I end up getting closer and closer. Her own face is trained staring straight ahead a she keeps on clicking, stepping in a puddle once as she keeps swaying her hips with absolutely no sense of modesty. It's really eye catching the way that she keeps swaying back and forth so lewdly, but it's definitely nothing that should be allowed in civilized company.

Is she trying to score some cash off of me? Oh well, that'll sure end up being a let down for her. I could buy and sell her, and I have no trouble getting my hands on a nice ass for free when I want to.

I keep trying not to look, but my eyes keep finding themselves drawn back to her ass. It's just so lewd the way her hips keep moving back and forth, the material stretched way too tight over a smooth and very nicely toned ass. It's probably latex, or, I don't know… but it glistens even in the low streetlights. Nothing else shines in quite that way… and her skin is a dark cream, a color that I swear only ever seems to exist in the prettiest of girls and always makes me wonder if it's actual skin tone or makeup.

It's really not fair that such a nice ass should belong to such a dirty woman, a filthy streetwalker. Ugh. The shining just doesn't let up, and her skin doesn't stop looking any less nice. She's just way too lewd though, way too slutty. It's hard to believe that beyond some of the basic details that people actually find that look sexy. Who likes skanky? Sophistication is sexy, and I'll be damned if she has any of that.

Sighing I just try and ignore her, but it's really damned hard. The ground isn't as interesting, and the sky sure as hell isn't. It's the same old same old, and her ass is glittering in that special shining way. Every little detail of her ass screams through that tight, tight skirt that keeps swaying back and forth. Her hands hang along her sides and move back and forth along with her hips. She almost looks like something out of a dirty cartoon, so wickedly hot, and when a finger reaches down to snap her fishnet stockings… with knee high socks not too far below… oh everything about her screams hot, even if it's not in the best of ways.

Okay, I didn't want to look, but it's hard not to stare. It's impossible, as if her ass has some sort of magnet inside of it. Those fishnets are hot as it is, and those socks… my body arches forward and I feel a lot more warm and wet afterwards.

Those hot fishnets look like dark, black spider webs up and down her legs, but the real important thing is just how hot that swaying, shining ass is. The perfect way it's shaped, so smooth, so toned, enough to make my mouth feel dry. Maybe, just maybe lewd can be okay. Her ass is just too perfect, and the swaying… it makes my fingertips tingle with the urge to grasp and knead.

Slowly I swirl my tongue around in my mouth to wetten it, but that doesn't do any good. Left and right, left and right, hips moving back and forth, if swaying can be wicked and painfully hot then this woman fits that description perfectly.

Every little bit of that shine glistens and shines just right, beyond just perfectly. Slowly she reaches back and runs a finger down her ass, and whether that's latex or not, it's extremely slick and makes the most perfect sound that resonates through the air.

I wish I had an ass like that, but if that ass was mine then I wouldn't be able to imagine grabbing it and nibbling, nuzzling against it. It's so hard not to imagine that. As it just keeps on swaying, it's so hard not to focus on it. Tight hot fishnet, tight hot ass, it's enough to make my spine tingle from the back of my neck all the way down to the end.

Slap! Her hand hits against the latex on her ass and then begins to run over it in such a hot, delicious way. When her voice rings out it sounds like her skin, smooth as velvet, so dark, and so blissfully creamy. "You want to come around her and kneel in the street like a good whore."

My ass arches as if that hand was on mine, and god do I wish it was. Her voice is just so hot I'd love to hear more of it, but what she said? That's not right, that's not me… "I… I do? But I'm… I'm not like that!"

The glistening brightens as she sways herself hard to one side, and in a gush of pleasure and lust it feels so silly to find that a bad thing, so silly to worry about any of this at all. It almost feels like the growing wetness between my legs is all of my inhibitions just flushing out. "I said, kneel over here in front of me in the street. Now."

There's no reason why I shouldn't so I flush a dark silver as I move to where she points and kneel down. "I've never done anything like this…"

Down in front of her, looking up to see those fishnets and a nice view up her legs. They're so hot, and just so nice. In my mind I can still see her glistening ass, swaying, wiping those worries away. "Shut up whore." Something deep in me shudders at being scolded like that, put in my place like the dirty little whore I am, kneeling out in the street for a woman who has only ever been to court as a defendant…

She looks so hot, it's amazing to think I ever thought she would be too lewd to stare at, and m mind is wrapped around that ass as tight as her skirt is. Being scolded feels so nice even still, I need to shut up, just shut up and stay kneeling and obedient.

"Ya got a good look and good tits. You need higher heels and your hair back, cause you're going to be turning tricks. You're going to be my little work pony." Her voice doesn't ask, she's telling me. One of her thumbs hooks in the edge of her skirt as she just stands there, still swaying in those high, high platform heels that lift her up above me even higher than she would be anyway.

I sway with her on my knees and arch into her praise before nodding an acceptance. Turning tricks, I can do that, but… as much as I want to complain, just the thought of her swaying glistening ass wipes it away. "Okay…"

"I said shut up, whore!" Her voice is angry as it is sexy and she reaches down to grab a chunk of my hair and yank it hard. "You don't speak unless I tell you to speak, and that'll only be if I want you to say something dirty to me or a client… got it?!"

Screaming is the last thing I should say if she wants me to shut up so I just whimper and arch my neck to make the yanking hurt a little less. Nodding hurts, but I do it anyway. "Uh-huh!

"I said shut up!" She yanks back even harder and I scream out even louder. It almost feels like she's trying to make my scalp bleed. "You will nod! You will not speak! Do, you, under, stand?!" She looks down at me from her high angle looking so horribly and painfully tall. Her creamy skin glistens in the light and a tight bikini top the same material as her skirt barely conceals her breasts and holds them out like offerings.

Her face looks so pretty too, even if it looks beyond angry.

It's so hard to just gasp in the pain that keeps getting worse as she keeps pulling back more and more. I nod again even if it hurts even worse, whimpering out at the pain. She's hot enough though, and she's definitely in control…

"That's right, my little pony slut. Prostrate yourself however they want it. As much money as the want and you'll do anything, won't you?" She lets go and it feels so nice as her leg rubs up against my face. "Pretty thing, little pony cunt, you're going to be my top slut."

My cheek rubs against her leg as I imagine kissing my way up and nibbling, suckling and… Mmmm. I just nod, I can't wait to be her top slut, even if I am just a little bit wary.

"Now show me what a hot slut you are. I better be squirming in my skirt or I'll toss you back like a wet piece of meat. Now whore, do it." She stands back, still looking down at me, like she doesn't believe I can do it. I can't imagine her tossing me aside, never being able to touch her hot ass and earning her cash… that would be horrible!

I have to try my best. I have to pull this off! Reaching up I slide off my jacket and spread my legs, sliding my hands up along the inside of my legs and press my skirt up till it's bunched around my waist, silver thighs glistening with sweat and higher up with arousal.

"Hotter! This isn't a strip bar, this isn't a dance! This is the street. Hard and fast, wet and dirty!" If that's what I need, then that's what I'll do. I need to prove it! I pull open my top, ripping the buttons open and unhooking my bra and pulling it away to join my jacket as a hand slides down into my panties wet and fast, the other pinching and pulling a hard silver nipple that bounces with each thrust of my hand.

"Better, cunt. That's better." She nods with a delighted look and keeps on sliding her hips back and forth. The ass I can't see with my eyes is filling up and burning my mind. Oh I'm going to be such a good work pony! I grasp my breast and knead, holding it out and thrusting harder and faster inside of myself, arching out my hips to make it even more visible, shaking, moaning.

"And this gets you hot, being lewd like a slutty pony fucktart. You just love ass, love fishnets, they make you burn and gush my little fucktarty pony." She's smiling and I can feel her words sizzling in, burning my mind as a thought comes from nowhere… Girls with lots of fetishes are easy to control…

Oh how much I love a nice ass, and those delicious fishnets! It feels so good, burning, sizzling, and my fingers just keep thrusting harder as I pinch and pull at my nipple hard as I can, god I just want to see her ass again and watch her fishnetted legs.

"Sizzle, sizzle, burn…" Out of a lamp post and a wall the tentacles come out, so cold, so uncomfortable so much they make me want to scream and thrash bu-

Click!

Back to the playroom and there's only one toy left! But I don't want to start right away! That one was really exciting! Ass and fishnets, of course, they make me all sizzly and tingly, ass and fishnets, knee high socks, masturbating and being a pretty kitty, little pony slut… that's just lots of kinds of great!

I feel so giddy and dizzy, but that was so much fun! I can hardly wait for whatever the next game, the only one left, the cow, will be like! Makes me wish that all of the toys in the world were right in front of me! I hope I get to play here more than once…

Oh well if not! I shrug and grab up the cow with a squeal! As soon as I grab it those nasty nasty metal things reach out, and I hate them so so mu-

Click…

On all fours, breasts exposed, oh my breasts feel just so full… Dumb cow mind again, sun boiling down on me and some girl, I can't see her, mounts me. It feels like I'm just standing out in the middle of the field, just loving it all, and now that I'm mounting… Mmm it feels so nice as she grinds down against me.

It feels so nice to be a heavy cow, groaning and trying not to just grind against the ground. "Good cow, moo for me. Being a cow makes you hot, being milked makes you hot… You have a taste for it, don't you?" She grinds against me harder and runs her hands over my body so good.

"Moo!" I arch up harder into her grinding and quiver, it does have such an absolutely wonderful taste!

"Little cow cunt getting so hot she's spraying milk all over…" Oh god it's so true! My breasts feel amazing and with every grind pink squirts out onto the grass, and it feels like in between my legs is being milked and it sizzles in such hot ways… Cows and tits and asses, knee high socks and kitty tastes and wires and fishnets… Fetishes, burning so deep, so hard…

"That's a good cunty cow slut!" Grinding harder, grinding down more and more, mounted so perfectly. "Any time you think about doing anything other than what I want, I want you to come hard from your tits, understand?"

"Moo…" Such a good obedient cow cunt, I'd do anything, whatever she wanted, and if I do something she doesn't want I'll just squirt all of my brains right out. I manage a nod and moo out slowly.

"Good… good… Just one more, cunt…" Her fingers slide into my ears, one finger in one ear, one in the other, sizzling and sparking ever so deep inside of me, so cold, twisting with a sharp-

Click!

Shuddering and giggling, back in the playroom I can't help but mewl! Ooh, play time is all over, and I just know so deep into my mind, that it's time to go and see my pretty, pretty nanny. I look over my toys with a giggle before I start to stumble up to my feet and then over to the pretty door before opening it up to look in…

Sitting on her pretty fancy chair, she looks so absolutely stylish! Her long blonde hair tied back and up looks beyond beautiful, and her bodysuit clings just so tight, almost like a second skin. It's a dark, dark blue, that glitters like it's covered with a million shining stars. Little pieces of metal are all over the suit too, and over her face, her fingers, and along her partially bared arms.

She grins as I step in with a sweet little sigh. "How's my newest doll doing?"

Giggles well up in my throat and fly out of my mouth like mad. It's so hard not to smile wider than I can imagine and it even hurts! She's so pretty, my pretty nanny! "I'm doing goood, and I'm all done playing!"

"What did you learn?" She asks it in a very careful, purposeful voice as she leans forward. Everything feels like it hinges on that one fact, glowing and glittering ever so beautifully.

I stare at her worriedly, trying my best to thin. What did I learn? There's lots of things and… "Uh… I… Fetishes help people be controlled. Three kinds of sex fun, uhm… I…" I blush again and look at the floor with a whimper. "I… I don't know…"

"Listen to your wetness. Listen close, or I'll make you go through it all again, and you don't get the best part." She smiles as she stands, shaking her head disappointedly. "What did your cunt learn?"

Staring at her, so beautiful, so sweet I just can't figure it out! Closing my eyes I try to focus on the moist warmth between my thighs, but that doesn't actually talk! What is it…? "Pleasure used to program…?"

"Specifics. What has been programmed into you, dolly?"

Squirming I let out a mewl and slowly nod. "Knee high socks, being a pretty kitty, wires, fishnets, asses, tits, and cows! They all make me feel so hot, just so hot…"

"That's right. Good girl. And now…" Out of the wall, two of those tentacles fly out and into my ears, so cold, so un fun, and then up from the ground like in school the wires twine their way through me and the hot gray fog flows over me all over again.

Oh god, I hate the tentacles, but I love the wires, the wires make me feel so hot and so good! Slowly I try to grind into the ones from below even through they're all inside of me, filling me like nothing else… "And the most important one, is how good it feels to be turned on and off like a wind up electric toy. Off and on, on and off. That's hot, isn't it?"

It feels like acid dripping into my pussy, burning this new hot fetish deeper and deeper into me. Oh it is so hot! I love it, just love being her toy, turned on and off and on and off, feeling like sweet yummy bliss! "Oh, it's so hot, just a toy!"

Off… On…

Oh it feels so good, one second I'm held up, the next I'm laying on the ground and the tentacles are moving away. Oh god, so hot, I was just turned off and on like a damned light bulb! It's so hot, makes me feel so deliciously wet and perfect, tingling and perfectly yummy.

I love being her toy…

"That's a good toy, and now… I think I'll put you back in the toy box until I feel like using you again… " The tentacles go back into my ears, and that means I get to turn off and get off, oh it's hot enough to send me right over the edge! It feels just so . . fucking ho-