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>Catgrill and Chill
God DAMN. What a term. I’m not even mad. You have no idea how much I want this to exist.
>Had a long week, Friday rolls around.
>Hubby and you are looking forward to date night but didn't make any plans to go out.
>Arrive home first.
>Nekomeido greets you happily at the door, dressed neatly in her uniform and frill as usual.
"Good evening Mistress! I've laid out a casual ensemble for yourself and Master. Will you be taking dinner here first or eating out tonight?"
>"I think we'll be spending a quiet evening in this week, Kaitey."
>Little slutkot blushes a little; she knows what that might mean.
"Of course, Mistress. I- uh- how shall I-"
>You'd think that being casually railed every day or so would take the sheen off contact with her humans, but Kaitey always seems thrilled at the prospect of being included in date night.
>(One time you actually dressed her up and took her out with you on the date as an attendant; she sung to herself for nearly a week.)
>Fuck, she's too cute, you can't help yourself. It's too much fun to spoil her.
"Nothing special. Cook something light and then ditch the uniform for something loose and sloppy. You'll be joining us on the couch tonight."
>Kaitey's face lights up.
"Yes Mistress! Um..."
"Something else, Kaitey?"
>Kaitey's hands grip the front hem of her short skirt and she looks down shyly.
"Does Mistress wish to ensure her maid is in order for tonight?"
>This fucking cat, you swear to God.
>You see her bits nearly every day and still she requests inspection.
>Side-effect of the bonding, you suppose.
>Like the compulsive morning oral:
>Each sunrise an imaginary coin is flipped–
>Heads you get a show, tails you get a licking.
>ANYway,
>you decide to indulge her.
"Go ahead, Kaitey."
>She smiles shyly and opens her mouth wide.
>Teeth pearly-white, slightly elongated canines cute as usual, tongue pink and clean.
>You lean in and take a sniff of fresh minty breath.
>She seems to like it when you do this, nearly did a little dance when you did it on a whim once to tease her, and you've made it a part of the routine ever since.
>Catgirls are weird.
>Next she lifts her skirt.
>As she pulls down her panties, a string of syrupy clear juice pulls between the fabric and her pussy
>Her little shock of pubic hair has been groomed into the shape of a cute little heart.
>Completely smooth pussy lips; she doesn't grow hair there anyway.
>You nod and she turns around, then hitches her skirt up and uses both hands to spread her buttocks.
>Even her arsehole is somehow pretty–
>Can't beat science, you guess.
>She'll have already cleaned herself back there in anticipation of her humans' return.
>Ever since you suggested that Hubby try sodomizing her she's become strangely casual about anal sex.
>Like she's still all coy and blushy about getting his dick in her pussy but she treats getting reamed like a fun extended hug, good for a quickie wherever and whenever.
>Even keeps a little bottle of silicone lube in every uniform pocket.
>That was your suggestion.
>Maybe a thigh band with a little lube and hygiene pouch attached might be nice, come to think of it…
>AHEM
>ANYWAY
"Very good, Kaitey. As usual, very well done.”
>She gives a happy little chirrup, pulls up her underwear, and trots into the kitchen to begin preparing what a Culinary Class 7-qualified nekomeido considers “light”.