Sick Rose in Bloom

Jolly loves seeing you all dressed up for him, adorned in the prettiest little outfits. He loves anything that’s pink or lacy. He thinks that you look simply adorable when you’re all dolled up in a pretty little miniskirt, matching cute top, and thigh highs. He loves taking you out when you’re dressed up all nicely. He enjoys showing you off, walking around with your hand in his. He loves knowing that you’re his pretty little thing. 

Initially, you buy the cat ears as a joke—at least that’s what you tell yourself. While wandering the aisles of your local sex shop, you come across a pair of cat ears. You can’t help but reach out to feel them—and oh, they’re so soft. At that moment, you decide that you must buy them. You can’t leave without them. You know that Jolly will love them. You also spot some matching cat-paw gloves. They look so fluffy and adorable, and once you try them on—you simply have to buy them. Your eyes then land on a fluffy, cat-tail butt plug. You know that Jolly will go crazy once he sees you wearing it. 

After getting home, you decide to do some more ‘research’--which really, consists of browsing Etsy. 

You find a pair of pink leather cuffs that you simply can’t resist buying. They’ll pair really nicely with your cat tail and cat ears. Jolly won’t be able to resist you once he lays eyes on you—his pretty pet, all restrained and at his mercy. You also can’t resist buying a matching pretty pink collar—with a leash too, for good measure. You pay for the fastest shipping option that’s available, and wait, with baited breath.

Jolly notices just how restless you have been recently. He notices how you keep looking at the door anytime the postman comes. He also recalls you going “shopping” one day, though you never ended up revealing to him just what you had bought that day. You were also very adamant that you hadn’t bought anything that day—even though Jolly knows that it’s impossible for you to go shopping without buying something. 

Either way, he’s thoroughly amused by your antics.

Thankfully, the package arrives while Jolly isn’t home. Once you get your hands on the package, you rip it open, eagerly trying on the cuffs and collar, adoring the look of your fluffy cat-ears and fluffy cat paw gloves. You know that Jolly will be obsessed with this the second he lays his eyes on you.

You take all of the gear off, hiding it away for later. You busy yourself for the next few hours, trying to make time pass by as fast as possible. You’re simply itching for Jolly to get home.

Once Jolly does return home, you’re practically buzzing with excitement. Naturally, Jolly notices, though he doesn’t say anything—simply smiling at the sheer excitement that radiates off of you while the two of you eat lunch. Afterwards, you encourage Jolly to go take a shower. 

“Let me know when you’re dressed!”

He simply gives you a soft smile, nodding and going along with whatever game it is that you’re playing.

While Jolly showers, you take that moment to get dressed into your kitty gear. You can’t help the thrum of desire and anticipation that runs through you. You take your clothes off, deciding to change into something prettier. You change into a lacy bra. It’s a tiny thing, barely doing anything to preserve your modesty. You decide to forgo putting on any panties. You know that Jolly will appreciate it. You can already feel your pussy getting wet. You decide to put on a pretty pink miniskirt, an oversized t-shirt that you tucked into the skirt, as well as some white thigh-highs. You put your collar on, fastening it into place and attaching the matching leash. 

You then reach for the tail. You reach for the bottle of lube, drizzling some onto your hole. The butt plug is quite large, larger than you usually wear. You decided to go for a larger butt plug so that the tail would be a bit more snug, and be able to resist some tugging. Knowing Jolly, he’ll want to tug on it and play with it. 

You press a finger into your ass. It’s been a while since you’ve done something back there, so it takes a little bit of getting used to. You let your eyes drift shut as you try to work yourself open with one finger. You work another finger inside. It’s a bit of a stretch, but it doesn’t sting too badly. You work yourself open, spreading your fingers apart. 

You try to force yourself to relax as you press the plug inside. You bite your lip, trying your best to stay silent. You let out a whispered gasp as you’re stretched open on the widest part of the plug, before the plug finally slides inside. You’re gasping, but finally, it’s done. 

You give the tail a bit of a test tug, and you have to silence your moan. It feels so good when the plug insistently presses against you as you try to pull it out. You just know that Jolly will adore it.

You then pull your fluffy cat paw gloves onto your hands. You flex your fingers. They look so cute. 

Lastly, you place the pink cat ears atop your head. 

You walk over to the mirror, and can’t help the wave of desire that shoots through you. You look absolutely adorable.

Once you’re dressed, you wait on the floor, kneeling, your back straight, your head bowed, your hands clasped behind you. You feel a nervous thrum of anticipation in your tummy. You’re not really sure what Jolly’s reaction will be—but you hope that he’ll like your little outfit. There’s one thing that you know for sure—once he lays his eyes on you, he won't show you any mercy.

Jolly’s eyes land on you as he exits the bathroom, and he lets out a shaky breath.

”Fuck,” he laughs. “I was expecting a surprise, but I wasn’t expecting something this pretty to be kneeling in front of me.”

His hand reaches down towards you, the backs of his fingers tenderly stroking along your cheek. His hand cradles your jaw, as he guides you to look up at him. His eyes are dark with lust. It sends a shiver through you.

“Fuck. You’re so pretty,” he sighs. “What am I going to do with a thing as sweet and beautiful as you?”

“Mreow?”

Jolly shakes his head in exasperation. “You’re making—you’re making me go crazy. Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I just want to ruin you,” he whispers.

You let out a soft noise in response, something between a whine and a moan. 

“Stand up and do a little twirl for me?”

You comply, standing up and doing a little spin. It’s only then that Jolly notices your fluffy gloves and tail.

He takes a deep breath in. “All I can think about is those fluffy little paws wrapped around my cock.”

His words send a wave of desire through you. 

He walks around you, admiring you. You feel deliciously exposed beneath his gaze. It’s almost clinical, the way he looks at you. 

“Is that—” Jolly’s words trail off as he lifts your skirt.

“It’s a butt plug,” you smile, shaking your hips slightly, the fluffy tail swishing with your movements.

Jolly lets out a shaky breath. His hands trail along your ass, before spreading your cheeks apart, trying to see for himself. The motion makes you pause, your heart racing in anticipation. You feel so exposed. 

“Fuck,” he groans. He lets go of you, palming his bulge over his pants as his eyes trail over your form. “You look so fucking good.”

He’s unashamed about the fact that he’s very much turned on by the sight of you.

“You can play with me, if you’d like,” you tease. “I am your pet, after all.”

Jolly moves until he’s standing in front of you, once again cradling your face between his hands. He gives you a sly smile. You can tell that there’s dangerous ideas brewing behind those eyes of his. 

“Oh, I very much intend to play with you.”

You can’t help the shiver that runs through you at his words.

Jolly leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of your nose. It’s a sweet gesture—though you know that he’s simply trying to catch you off guard. He’s very fond of treating you sweetly, only to switch up his demeanor when you least expect it. 

Jolly moves away from you, sitting down on the bed, repositioning himself until he’s leaning against the headboard.

“Pspspsps. C’mere kitty,” he calls, patting his lap.

You happily join him, sitting down beside him—at least until Jolly grabs your hips, maneuvering you until you’re lying face down, your ass bent over his lap.

He manhandles you so quickly and so easily. It makes your head spin.

You can feel his hard cock pressing against your side. It feels degrading, in a way. 

One of his hands rests against your back, a steady and unyielding presence that serves as a reminder for you to stay put. His other hand slowly traces the exposed skin of your thigh. You can feel yourself shaking with anticipation as it slides higher, grazing just below your ass. He traces a singular, teasing finger along the curve of your ass.

His hand plays with your fluffy tail, letting it glide through his fingers. 

“Your tail is so soft and pretty. It would be a shame if someone were to pull on it, hmm?”

That’s the only warning he gives you before his hand firmly grasps a hold of the tail, pulling it. You try to move with it, try to lessen the pressure that you’re feeling—but there’s no use. The hand on your back firmly pins you down. 

You can’t help the whimper that escapes you. Jolly doesn’t try to remove the butt plug—he simply pulls so that it presses against you. The stretch is so overwhelming. You feel impossibly stretched open as the widest part of the butt plug presses against your hole. 

 “Please, sir,” you whisper.

Jolly lets go of the tail, and you let out a quiet sigh of relief. 

“Sweet kitty, making such pretty noises for me.”

He pets your back for a moment, giving you some time to regain your composure. Jolly then repositions you until you’re lying on your front, between his legs. Your head rests against his thigh.

“Does my sweet kitty want a treat?”

You nod, letting out a soft ‘meow’. You nuzzle your face against his bulge, rubbing your cheek against it. 

It feels nice. You stay in place, your face resting against his bulge. His musky scent feels so intoxicating. You love how it feels to have his hard bulge pressing against your face. You love feeling the physical manifestation of his desire for you. It makes you feel so dizzy. You feel like you could stay in this position forever.

Eventually, you begin to paw at his bulge, making soft noises in the back of your throat. You know that you’re coming off as very needy—but you can’t find it in yourself to mind. You struggle to unbutton his jeans. Your fingertips just barely poke out of the cat paw gloves that you’re wearing, making it difficult for you to grasp onto anything.

Jolly chuckles, enjoying the view of your desperate and needy struggling. Eventually, he decides to intervene. He guides your hands away from him, and begins to unbutton his pants. He pulls them down a little bit, until you can see his clothed bulge. It’s straining against the fabric of his black boxer shorts.

You paw at his cock, whining softly. You nuzzle your face against it. It feels even better now that there’s less layers separating you from him—but still, it’s not enough. 

You can see a small drop of precum staining the fabric of his boxer shorts. You lean in, attempting to lick at it. You try to get a rise out of Jolly—but it doesn’t work. When you look up at him, he’s staring down at you, amused. He doesn’t seem phased in the slightest by your actions. 

“Poor kitty just needs my cock in her mouth, hmm?”

You nod, looking up at him with the most pitiful gaze.

Jolly removes both his pants and his underwear, freeing his cock.

The sight of his cock sends a shiver through you. It’s hard and leaking, the tip a desperate shade of cherry-red. A bead of precum slides down the tip. You ache to lick it up.

One of Jolly’s hands works its way up the back of your neck, until it’s gently cradling the base of your scalp. Gently—giving you space to back out if you want to—he guides you closer to his cock. You take some time to softly lick at the tip, leaving little kitten licks as you lap at the precum that leaks from his cock. You let out an appreciative ‘meow’, nuzzling your face against his thigh.

You then take Jolly’s cock into your mouth, sliding further and further down, until your nose is pressed against his pelvis. Jolly lets out a choked off groan. The tip of his cock grazes your throat, and you will your breathing to calm. It’s been a while since you’ve last done this. Jolly’s cock feels so big, filling your mouth. The size of it is almost overwhelming.

Throughout it all, Jolly’s hand rests at the base of your scalp, a steady and unyielding presence. He’s completely in control of your movements. 

Your eyes drift shut, as you bask in the submissive feeling that the action brings. You feel so utterly at Jolly’s mercy. His cock completely fills your throat. It feels so overwhelming—but in a good way. You try your best to take slow, steady breaths through your nose. Your head feels so cloudy, so foggy. 

“There we go. Such a good kitty. Taking me so well.”

His other hand softly strokes your hair. His touch is so tender that you can’t help but melt into it. You hum appreciatively around his cock.

“Such a sweet kitty. You look so beautiful like this, your lips wrapped around my cock.”

You move your hands to where Jolly’s hand is tangled in your hair. You pull at his hand, signalling for him to pull on your hair. 

“Does my sweet kitty want me to use her mouth?”

You hum around his cock.

Jolly’s other hand then also threads through your hair, until he has a firm grip on you. Slowly, he begins to pull you off of his cock, until just the tip remains inside your mouth. He then pushes you back down, his hips thrusting up into your mouth. He keeps using you like this, fucking up into the wet heat of your mouth.

You struggle a little bit every time that his tip hits the back of your throat, but you will yourself to relax and be pliant. You melt into the sound of your soft glugging around Jolly's cock.

You allow your mind to drift. It feels so good to be used like this. It makes your head feel deliciously empty. 

“You’re such a well behaved kitty, making her owner feel so good.”

You let out a soft mewl in response, though it’s muffled by his cock. You can feel a desperate need bubbling in your tummy. You can feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter. You try to grind your hips down against the mattress—but there’s no use, the angle is completely wrong. You let out a pitiful whine. 

It’s not long before you bring Jolly over the edge, his warm cum spilling down your throat as he lets out a choked off moan. Dutifully, you swallow around him, before pulling off and resting your head against his thigh. 

Jolly pets your hair as you rest against him, catching your breath. 

“There we go. Such a good girl.”

You give him a shy little smile, meowing in response. 

You take a moment to catch your breath and come back down from your high. Your head feels like it’s swimming. Jolly whispers soft praises to you, stroking your hair so tenderly. Your eyes drift closed, as you allow yourself to relax to the soothing timbre of Jolly’s voice.

Once you’ve calmed yourself a little bit, you begin to sit up. One of Jolly’s hands cradles your face, holding your head steady, while his other hand readjusts the cat ears that are sitting atop your head.

“Such a sweet kitty. So well behaved for me.”

He leans in, guiding you towards him, pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You melt against him. His lips feel so good pressed against yours. When you pull away and look up at him, his gaze is full of fondness. There’s a soft smile on his lips as your eyes meet his.

“Are you okay to continue?”

As much as you’d love to simply give him a ‘meow’ in response, you know that he’s looking for a clear, verbal answer. Your voice is a little bit hoarse, but you manage to muster out an enthusiastic ‘yes.’

Jolly then repositions you until you’re straddling his lap. His hand trails downwards, beneath your skirt. Ever so slowly, his fingers slide through your slick folds. It makes you shiver with need. You can feel a heat beginning to build in your tummy.

“Oh sweet thing, you’re so wet already. You’re absolutely dripping.”

You whine in response. 

Jolly takes his time sliding his finger through your folds, feeling just how wet you are. It feels a little bit humiliating—he toys with your body so easily. His thumb nudges against your clit, his touch featherlight as he skims over it, rubbing soft circles against it.

“Poor kitty is so worked up. Needs someone to ruin her sweet pussy, doesn’t she?”

You let out a soft ‘meow’ in affirmation. You nuzzle your face against his shoulder. His finger keeps sliding through your folds, slowly teasing you while you whine and hide against him. You feel so needy, so small, so desperate.

You try to grind down against his hand, try to get some more stimulation–but Jolly moves his hand away. You let out a displeased whine.

“Is my sweet kitty in heat? Does my sweet kitty need me to breed her?”

You nod shyly against him. 

“What is it that you need, kitty?”

“Need–need you to breed me,” you whine, quietly. It feels like an embarrassing admission to make. You can’t stop the blush that spreads across your face.

Jolly repositions the both of you until you’re lying on your front beneath him, on all fours. He tucks a pillow beneath your hips.

“Just in case you get too tired to hold yourself up,” he says. It vaguely sounds like a promise.

Jolly tugs on your tail, and you gasp, raising your hips.

“There we go. My sweet kitty just needs me to mount her, doesn’t she?”

You mewl in response.

Jolly spreads some lube onto his cock, before holding himself above you. 

“Gonna fill your sweet pussy, and breed you till it takes.”

Jolly teasingly slides his cock against your folds, the tip of his cock nudging against your clit. You whine, trying to buck into his touch—but there’s no use. He’s taking his sweet time, and he won’t be dissuaded.

“You’re so desperate for it, aren’t you? Feeling so needy that you just had to dress up in order to get my attention. Poor kitty needed to have her sweet pussy ruined ‘till she can’t think.”

You let out a quiet whine. His words cause a heat to build in your tummy. You can feel your mind getting just that little bit hazier. 

“All it takes is a few mean words from me, and you get all dumb and pliable. How cute.”

You whine softly. Tears begin to fill your eyes. You feel so needy. 

Jolly tenderly strokes your hair. “I know you like it when I’m mean to you. You act all soft and sweet, but you just love to be degraded, don’t you?”

You fruitlessly buck your hips against him. You can’t stop the tears from spilling over. You feel so desperate, so needy. You can’t help it. 

“Oh you poor thing,” he coos. “You need my cock to make you feel better, don’t you? Need me to make that achy feeling go away?”

You nod pitifully. You feel so small, so vulnerable. Your pleasure is completely at his mercy. 

Jolly’s tip nudges at your entrance. “Biiig stretch now,” he says, as he begins to press inside. 

You let out a soft whine. The stretch feels intoxicating. He feels so big, filling you so thoroughly as he presses in until his hips are flush with yours. The plug that’s in your ass only serves to make you feel even more full.

“There we go,” he coos, his hand softly stroking your hair, while the other hand rests against your hip. “My sweet kitty just needed my cock, hmm?”

You let out a soft moan in response.

Jolly pulls back until just the tip remains inside, before thrusting back into you. He keeps his pace slow, repeating the same motion over and over again. He pulls out until just the tip remains inside, then thrusts back inside. His pace is so torturously slow. It’s nowhere near enough stimulation for you. You whine softly, pawing at the mattress in front of you, trying to plead for more.

“What’s wrong, kitty? Isn’t this what you wanted? My cock filling your needy pussy?”

You whine, shaking your head.

“No? You don’t want me to fill you?”

Jolly pulls out fully.

You whine at how empty you feel, tears brimming in your eyes. You feel so unbelievably needy. You feel too far gone to even say anything, too far gone to plead with him. You can’t stop the tears from spilling over.

“Oh you poor thing,” Jolly coos. “My sweet kitty is just so desperate, isn’t she? But she’s so fun to play with when she’s all sweet and needy like this,” Jolly drawls, his cock sliding through your folds as he teases you.

You can’t hold back the pitiful little noises that escape you. You’re mewling, babbling incoherently, begging Jolly to fill you.

Jolly pulls on your leash, yanking your head back, before thrusting back inside you. You let out a high-pitched keen as he fills you.

His thrusts start out slow and measured, but soon, he’s mercilessly thrusting into you, fucking you into the mattress.

You can’t hold back the pitiful, needy noises that escape you. 

“Gonna fill you until it’s dripping out, and then I’ll fuck it back inside you. Need to make sure it takes.”

It’s all so overwhelming. Your arms feel so shaky, and you’re struggling to hold yourself up. You can’t stop your arms from buckling, as your front falls onto the mattress. Jolly doesn’t stop, though. He keeps ruthlessly fucking into your pussy, the sound of his skin meeting yours echoing throughout the room.

Still though–it’s not enough to bring you over the edge. You try to trail your hand down to your clit, but Jolly effortlessly moves it away, pinning both of your hands above your head.

You’re completely restrained and at his mercy.

“P–please.”

Jolly slows his thrusts. His cock drags against your walls as he teases you. 

“I know that you can beg prettier than that.”

“Please. Need–need to cum.”

You can feel the tears trailing down your face as you beg him, your voice hoarse.

Jolly seems to take pity on you. His hand trails down your front, his thumb mercilessly working your clit as he speeds up his thrusts. You’re already so worked up, that it’s not long before you’re clenching around him as your orgasm washes over you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Gonna breed this sweet pussy–”

Jolly soon follows you over the edge. You let out a quiet moan as you feel his warm cum flooding your pussy. He thrusts weakly a few more times, milking his cock. You whine at the overstimulation.

Jolly stays inside you for a moment, catching his breath. His head drops down, resting against the back of your neck. He presses a soft kiss to the skin there, whispering sweet words of praise.

He pulls out, and you whine at the emptiness you feel. You can feel how his cum leaks down your thigh. You let out a weak whimper.

“Shh, you’re okay. I’ve got you,” he coos.

His hand strokes your side, as he placates you. 

Jolly pulls away. You think that he leaves the room for a moment. You’re not too sure. Everything feels so hazy. You feel so sleepy.

You can feel a warm towel cleaning between your thighs. You let out a quiet whine as it nudges against your sensitive clit.

“I know, I know. Just need to clean you up a little bit,” Jolly coos. His other hand pets your back as he placates you. “There we go. Such a good girl. My sweet girl.” He presses a soft kiss to your back. “You did so well. My perfect girl.”

You let out a soft whine. You feel so tired. So sleepy. You feel like you’ve lost the ability to think.

“Let’s take all of this off you, okay?”

You let a quiet whine. You don’t want to move. It’s too much effort.

“I know baby, but it’s going to feel uncomfortable. Let’s take all of this gear off of you and get you relaxed, yeah?”

Jolly’s fingers deftly undo your collar, before taking off your cat paw gloves, and the ears that sit atop your head. 

“I’m going to take the plug out now, okay?”

You nod, though it’s followed by a quiet whine. You’re not looking forward to the stretch.

Jolly places a soft kiss atop your head. “Just try your best to relax for me, okay? It might be a little bit uncomfortable.”

Jolly grabs the base of the plug, and slowly begins to pull it out. You let out a pained whine as the largest part of the plug stretches you open.

“I know, I know. It’s okay. I’ve got you. Just breathe for me, sweet thing.”

You do as he says, and with a little bit of more force, Jolly manages to remove the plug.

Your eyebrows are furrowed, and you can’t help the soft whine that leaves you. Jolly placates you with soft words and kisses.

You insistently tug at your t-shirt, before Jolly helps you sit up and remove that too.

Jolly sits against the headboard, pulling you onto his lap. He repositions you until your side is pressed against his front. His warm, bare skin feels so nice and comforting against yours. You notice that you’re trembling, shivering. The room suddenly feels so cold.

Jolly tugs a blanket around the two of you. You sigh, melting into the warm fluffiness. You let your head rest on Jolly’s chest. You can hear his steady heartbeat, you can feel how his chest rises and falls as he breathes. You get lost in the repetitive sounds and movements. It keeps you grounded while your mind drifts.

”There we go,” Jolly coos. “Just let yourself rest.”

All the while, Jolly is still whispering sweet praises to you. One of his hands rubs soft circles against your side. 

“Are you feeling okay?” Jolly asks.

You nod. You let out a quiet whine. You don’t really want to talk. You’d like to stay silent. Talking feels like it would take too much effort. 

You just want to rest.

Jolly doesn’t seem completely convinced by your response, but he doesn’t press. “Tell me if that changes, okay?”

You nod again. 

You feel so tired. 

You nuzzle your face against his chest. His skin feels so nice. So warm.

You can feel yourself drifting off to sleep. You don’t bother trying to stop yourself. You’re so tired. Jolly feels so warm against you, and the blanket that’s wrapped around you feels so soft. 

You let out a soft “meow”, nuzzling your face against Jolly’s chest, and promptly fall asleep.

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