Chapter Thirty-One: Beautiful Kitty Slave:
Mosh led Noiz to the kitchen. His wife raised an eyebrow at the sweet
condiments on the island.
“Oh, what is all this?” she asked. Mosh broke into a little smile.
“Welcome!” he said. “This is the sweets corner.”
“Sweets corner?”
“Yeah.” He turned the jars to face her. “Tonight, we have chocolate,
caramel, fudge peanut butter, and butterscotch. Take your pick.”
Noiz looked at each jar. “Hmmm… There’s so many to choose from. Let’s
see.” She reached out for the first jar that caught her fancy. Mosh looked down
and read the label.
“Caramel,” he said. “Good choice.” The mouse pulled off the ribbon from
his waist. Noiz licked her lips when she saw his erect member. Mosh climbed on
top of the island.
“Pour it on,” he said.
“So I get to use all of the
sauces?”
“All of them.”
“All of them?”
“All of them!”
Noiz happily jumped on her husband and began pouring the caramel from
his chest to his member. Mosh trembled underneath her. His wife gave him a
hungry look in her eye.
“Please me,” she whispered.
“Oooo,” Mosh said. Noiz picked up butterscotch and poured that on him.
The chocolate and fudge followed up behind. Her husband opened his mouth, but
the kitty but her finger to his lips.
“There, there,” she whispered. “I’m only getting started.” The first
lick sent a chill down his spine.
“Mmm,” Noiz purred. “You are so sweet!”
“Yes!” Mosh yelped, blushing. “Mistress.” She gave him little kiss on
the lips. Her husband stole a quick kiss before Noiz moved down to his chest.
The nibbling was enough to make his body jump.
“You are so good,” he whispered. Noiz giggled as she moved to his
stomach. A little drool escaped from her lips. The excited butterflies in her
stomach took flight. The kitty couldn’t hold back as she moved her mouth to her
member. She was about to drink up when Mosh placed his hand on her head. Noiz
looked up at him with big eyes.
“No?” she asked. Mosh smiled, shaking his head.
“Not yet,” he whispered.
“What?” his wife asked. The mouse grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to the next “station”.