it's me, bea

She stands over me looking at me as I lie splayed naked in front of her, save for the collar around my neck. Her expectant gaze piercing me as I timidly bring my hands to my neocunt. It takes me moment but the fresh sensitivity from the progesterone she fingered into me earlier melts the timidness away as I close my eyes and start humping my hands.

I feel her hand on my head, grasping my hair and tugging gently, more of a threat than an actual attempt to hurt me.

I nuzzle into the hand as a whine escapes my lips, somehow already close from the lightest affection. My breath starts to hitch and my hips start to shake… It's so good I'm going to-

"Kitty paws UP!" my hands paws shoot to my chest with the speed only a deeply ingrained hypnotic trigger can account for, the mental magnets in my chest pulling my limbs to a demure position. I whimper instinctively as I'm forced to stop touching myself, at least I'm not locked-

"Kitty paws stay." her breath in my ear sends a shiver down my spine to my aching cunt as the mental shackles lock my paws in position, my willpower nowhere strong enough to resist the urge to obey, to listen, to be a good kitty. I whine and hump the air desperately.

"please…. i'm so close…."

"Awwww does kitty wanna cum? You're so sensitive and desperate! Maybe I'll keep you here for a few hours, making you edge yourself for me~"

A loud protesting whine escapes me, but my shaking hips and twitching cunt betray how much I love the attention, even if it feels like torture.

"Alright kitten~ kitty paws down." I'm less timid this time. I don't know how long I'll have to touch myself again, so I don't waste time. It's not long before I'm back on the edge, desperate and wanting to cum.

No thinking. That’s for your owner. You’re only meant to look adorable and be loved.

Pretty little pet. So desperate for your owners attention, so desperate to be a pet~

Surtr has a weird dream about meeting a cool future version of herself that makes her feel all sorts of things