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Good Girls Purr (Female x Female) (18+ NSFW)

Mittwoch, 7. Oktober 2026 · 11 min

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There you go, kitty. A teasing, patronizing voice fills Elsie's reddened ears as she feels the collar tighten around her neck. Right before her girlfriend, Julia, pulls her hands away. She reaches up to pat Elsie on the head gently. forcing Elsie to look down towards the floor, the bell on her collar jingling about. Aside from the collar, Elsie is entirely naked, of course. Cats didn't wear clothes, duh. And the tail stuck into her ass would have made it hard to even wear panties regardless, let alone anything on top of that. Julia strokes her hair a bit longer.

Standing over her girlfriend, who is forced to kneel down on all fours throughout the scene, her hand pointedly avoids the headband buried atop her head, keeping Elsie's cat ears firmly attached to her head. It wouldn't really be a big deal if they fell off, but even momentary distractions could kill the mood while Elsie is supposed to be a cat.

Still.

Putting them back on was a lot easier than when her tail came loose, Elsie thinks, shivering as she remembers just how cruelly Julia had stuffed the plug back in her hole, inadvertently making her clench around the toy just from the thought alone. And then, Julia sometimes pulls on it intentionally to make sure Elsie isn't slacking on holding the plug in tight. Or just because Julia finds her reactions amusing? Maybe both. Knowing her girlfriend, it's probably both.

Meow.

Elsie gives her best attempt to voice her appreciation, while not being allowed to speak. But cats have lots of other ways of showing their affection. So she crawls up to Julia's feet, wrapping herself around her owner's ankles. and then sits up a little higher to rub her chest up against her leg, mewling softly to her. It feels good to claim Julia as hers, or at least claiming one of her legs. Elsie purrs in contentment, feeling Julia's bare skin sliding along her breasts. Julia pats her head once more, pleased with her performance. Good kitty, but it's dinner time now. Julia's voice never changes, not even when giving orders. This could make it hard to tell when she was giving an order at all. But Elsie has

always learned to obey all the same. Bad kitties get their tails pulled, and if it falls out this time, the next plug might be even bigger than the last. Elsie looks over to the bowl of cream her owner points to, sitting on the floor just a few steps away. Julia watches Elsie with unbridled entertainment as she leans down into the bowl, sticking out her tongue. That was the only real problem here. Cats don't exactly drink cream. They lap it with their tongues. And since Elsie is a cat... Obviously, she needs to do the same. It was just awkward.

Her tongue dips into the cool liquid, teasing Elsie with relief. But when she pulls her tongue back up, only a little cream inevitably comes with it. A few pitiful drops clinging to her tongue, hardly enough to notice or satisfy her. Elsie tries again, burying the motion. trying to scoop up the cream as quickly as she could, but things don't work out much better the second time. Terrible tongue work.

Julia clicks her tongue, leaning in close as Elsie tries in vain to lap up the cream in her bowl. She could skim a little off the top, splashing it in as much as she actually carries it back up, but it isn't nearly enough to impress her owner. No, no matter how much she practices, or how many attempts she makes, she never seems to get any better. She is such a useless cat, not even able to lap up this delicious cream her owner had given her. Stop, Elsie takes one last pitiful lap with her tongue, before pulling away and looking up at Julia. She doesn't look mad.

She never showed much of anything on her face to begin with, but Elsie knows that she must be disappointed. She is also disappointed in herself, after all. Julia kneels down on all fours besides Elsie, arching her back as she falls into a familiar position.

Watch!

Julia sticks her face straight into Elsie's bowl, licking once, then twice. a satisfying plinking sound accompanying every time her tongue broke the surface of the milk. Elsie tried to crane her head to get a better look, but her owner's head was too far into the bowl, and she couldn't find an angle to actually see what Julia was doing with her tongue. She just knows it sounds better than her own efforts, as clumsy and futile as they were.

After a few more quick licks at the cream, Julia lifts her head back up, meeting Elsie's eyes as her tongue runs around her lips, picking up any last traces of cream. Elsie feels inadequate, seeing how much better her owner was at this.' Understand, kitty?' Elsie stared at her blankly, almost bursting into tears from frustration. She doesn't get it at all. She didn't even see anything. But how was she supposed to let her master know that? She is just a cat. She couldn't exactly tell Julia what is wrong.

Elsie lets out an unhappy, strained note, catching Julia's attention before continuing. She sticks her head into the bowl, trying to show her owner the problem, before retreating once more. Elsie tilts her head to one side, hoping Julia would get the message. Hmm. Julia looked at her, then down at the bowl. She stroked Elsie's cheek thoughtfully as she tries to decipher what her little kitten wanted to tell her.

Then her eyes light up the slightest bit, and she gives a small nod. You can't see? Elsie muses excitedly at her owner. jumping into her lap and kneading at her shoulders. Master was so smart. She always knew exactly what Elsie means, even without her saying a word. The little kitten can't help but preen with pride. Julia smiles as she peels Elsie's hands off of her, taking Elsie by the wrists and holding her arms out apart, and she just sits there, Bare chest and stomach exposed Julia's indiscernible gaze. With a casual motion, Julia pushed Elsie away, flipping her onto her back, arms and legs flailing wildly. Luckily, she doesn't hit the floor with her tail at too awkward an angle, but it was quite a close thing.

Pay attention now, kitty! Julia grabs Elsie by the thighs. closing in on her once more. Then carefully, Julia climbs down onto her knees, taking position with her head in between Elsie's legs. She definitely has Elsie's full attention now, as she can hardly even breathe, watching with bated breath for what her owner would do next. And Elsie feels it, much more than sees it. Though, When Julia sticks out her tongue and runs a long lick up the length of Elsie's pussy, she certainly, very certainly feels that, though.

Every smallest motion, tracing the outline of her lower lips, lighting up with sensation. It is quickly followed by a second, then a third swipe, then too many to keep counting at all. Elsie can practically feel the inside of Julia's mouth, the exact way she had to move her tongue to reach every last inch of Elsie's pussy, bathing her in pleasure.

Elsie shut her eyes, no longer needing to see Julia to know exactly how her tongue is moving, and no longer able to bear the sensations any other way. Her hips buck hard against Julia's mouth, her body moving out of her control. She tries to keep her focus on her own tongue. but that only makes the feelings grow all the more intense. Just trying to think about it makes it even more impossible to think about anything at all.

Julia's rough tongue scraped over the little kitten's folds, lapping up the juices she had started leaking out like a faucet. Elsie tries to keep her moans as properly cat-like as she could, but soon... She was too lost to tell what she was even doing. She just knows that Julia's tongue feels amazing, that she is the luckiest cat in the world to have such a generous owner.

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