“Fucking hell you know how to turn me on, baby.”

She laughed at that before squeezing him against her.

“Right back atcha, big boy."

“Alright then." He gave Janette another kiss, and then eased her back to Lie out on the bed. Lydia offered her a cloth and Janette happily took it to clean herself up whilst Fiona decided to take the initiative.

“Master? I don't think I'm quite ready for you to fuck me Like that just yet," Fiona said, Lifting her hand to rest on his bare bicep. "But it definitely Looked fun. I like..."

She trailed off and her eyes lowered down to look at a spot on his chest, clearly not quite comfortable with what she was about to say.

“What do you like, Fiona?" He confidently wrapped his arm about her waist and pulled her against his side.

“It's alright; I just pretty much did the unthinkable with Jan right now and Loved every minute of it. If you're nervous about saying something kinky then I can't promise I'LL be up for it, but it's not like I have the moral high ground."

“No, but you do have a girlfriend with a sore ass and a big smile on her face," Janette helpfully chimed in there whilst showing off said smile to its fullest.

He'd have bet quite a sum of money that Fiona happened to be blushing under her fur-lined cheeks right then.

- I just Like it when you are firm with me, master." "Why?" he asked.

That took her aback somewhat. She hadn't exactly thought about it too much.

“I just want-"

"I know what it is you want, Fiona. You like me being dominant, right? Is that what you're trying to say?”

“Dominant! Yes. That is it, master." She nodded eagerly, wishing she'd thought of the word before.

“Alright, tell me why you like it.“ He turned aside to face her properly and took her into his arms.

“I'm happy to give it to you that way, Fiona. Just as long as it comes from a place I can understand and feel comfortable with.”

"Oh! I see." She nodded slightly to him and her gaze drifted away again, this time in deep thought rather than out of embarrassment. "As far as I know, there is no one else like me in the world. I was an experiment. A mage took the essence of a cat and the essence of a human and combined them to make me. I lived most of my early life as his slave. Not Like the slaves here. A human slave." She paused to look up at him here.

He nodded with understanding. From her tone, it seemed that the human concept of slavery didn't differ too greatly from that of his world. Pain, hopelessness, servitude.

“I was beaten often, though it was never sexual. I was simply a slave, a forgotten experiment, and a mouth to feed. Now I see that he probably wasn't a very good mage. He lived away from the Imperial City by himself out in the middle of nowhere. He was always frustrated, and he often took it out on me. Eventually, he began experimenting with things that no human should, and they came for him. I don't know what happened to my former master, but I escaped before the mages and their knights could find me. I have always been fast, and difficult to catch." A hint of a smile played along her feline features.

“Even then I knew humans well enough to avoid them, and instead I travelled south to find my way here. Bolut took me in and I began to learn to dance and sing. I became something of a curiosity, and as I grew into womanhood I found I was suitable enough for work as a courtesan here. I've never liked wearing heavy clothes, and I don't care for modesty, so it seemed Like a good fit.

Then you came along. I had a new master, a human master, and for the first time I had a master I found deeply attractive. I recalled my time with the mage. The shackles he made me wear and the beatings I took from him. He often told me how hideous, and how much of an oddity I was. You told me I was beautiful, and showed me that you cared for me. It made me think about my old life and my old master.

I thought about how you are so different from him, and yet you reminded me of what it might be like to be a human's slave again. To be your slave. To be shackled, used and... disciplined by you. It came as a shock to find out how much I liked the idea. It sounds insane, but I have stroked myself to fruition many times in thinking about it."

“Is it because you think you deserve to be punished?" Gregory asked.

“No. It's more..." Fiona paused a moment, considering her feelings on the matter properly before trying to put them into words.