“….And if the woman is wearing cat ears it could mean she’s in Kitty Play. There was this really gorgeous girl in a cat ear headband on the dancefloor.”
We urge him on. We’re at the pub, about four drinks in and my friend is explaining something he witnessed the night before between a work buddy and a stranger at a bar. We are transfixed.
“So, this guy I know goes up to her, and he’s not exactly someone you would describe as hot, and he said something in her ear and talked to her for ages and she listened, grinning, and she was all over him and next minute they leave together. I couldn’t believe it.”
What happened next?
According to my mate, this colleague took the girl home and they played cat and owner. She drank out of a bowl and got petted and led around on a leash and purred.
They had sex. The guy went home.
I had never heard of Kitty Play but I was fascinated, and I’m going to admit it, more than a bit turned on by the idea. I had to try it.
So, there is a guy I know, and he’s rather on the kinky side. I told him about my Kitty fantasy and without batting an eyelid he said he was in.
I got a text message.
Him: I have a present for you…
He’s not the type of guy to send chocolates or jewellery. He sent me a cat’s tail he had just bought online.
‘Hmmm,’ I thought, ‘how does it stay on?’
Ohhhhh. It was a silicon butt plug with a fluffy tail. Of course!
He doesn’t do things by halves.
I went and got myself a black collar and a little black lead. I bought some black metal cat ears. I had a skimpy black bodysuit, thigh high black socks and topped it off with a long coat so the police weren’t called when I walked the streets.
In the car I popped the butt plug tail in. It was kind of hard to get in and I was trying to be discreet. But it actually felt great. Sort of too great, like I may never take it out.
I rang the doorbell and put my cat ears on.
“Hello kitty”, he said in his deep, commanding voice.
I was going to meow, but I giggled instead.