#er!smut

        Tao was only given guidance for the general feeding she had with Rakisu, which of course led to what Rakisu liked to call her rewards for being a good kitty. Tao would grope and fondle the ripened chest of the scylla, purring as her face rubbed inbetween the mounds, licking them with languid strokes. Her hands, now free from their paw bindings, made sure to rub the pert nipples and areolas softly in clock and counterclock rotation, hearing the coo's of an appreciated maid underneath the feline.

    Rakisu herself would not dare stop or interrupt the young Taokaka from her teasing, as she rather enjoyed being the one to relax and enjoy whatever came her way. She even slipped up her own maid skirt for Tao in case she would need to find ways to help release the stress flitting around the octomaid's chest. "O-Oh my...!" was her breathy, but cheerful reply. Surely this would be fun to continue, she giggled, Tao's purring keeping her body relaxed as a slimy tentacle slides its way across the cat girl's leg, passing her cute red undergarments and into her an equally slipperly patch of excitment.