This was retooled to be more in line with Waw.

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I adjusted the leather lingerie. Did it always dig into the skin so much? My long tail swished back and forth nervously. The pointy black ears on the top of my head twitched excitedly. I stared down at the doorknob. Was I really ready to do this? I brought my hand up to my chest, which was nearly popping out of the top of this lingerie. Did it really need to be so revealing? I made a fist and squeezed it tightly, closing my eyes and taking several deep breaths. I had to stop asking questions. It was time to do what I came here to do. 

I reached down and opened the door, and then stepped through it. The room was dark, but my eyes were able to adapt quickly. If I looked in a mirror, I knew that they would be practically glowing in this low light. In the center of the room, there was a young woman as I expected. She was strapped to a chair. There was a blindfold on her face, and her hands were tied behind her back so she couldn’t move. Next to her was a table filled with all kinds of items. There were knives, whips, a bucket of ice, and innumerable objects shaped like penises.

As for the girl, she was a high school beauty. She was popular, sexy, and someone I had been crushing on for years. If she wasn’t wearing a blindfold, she’d recognize me immediately as someone she knew in class. I looked down at my leather garb. Actually, maybe she wouldn’t. We were never close before all of this. She was the kind of love I kept from afar.

“I-is someone there?” She panted.

“Slutty whores shouldn’t talk.” I said, trying to make my voice sound different, while terrified that she’d recognize my voice.

“Hah… Hahhh…” She began to pant in an aroused way.

I grabbed a ball gag and shoved it in her mouth. I just couldn’t hear that right now. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would explode. Just what was I doing? How did I end up in this situation?

That was right. It all started only a month ago. As I reflected back, I began to calm down. I just had to think about everything I had done to get here. This was my reward. This was as good as it would get. Taking a breath, I grabbed some tools and I got to work.

My name is Kiki Orion. I’d like to think I started out a normal girl. I go to Lightport high school. I have a best friend named Leela who is always there for me. I’m attractive, on some days, especially on the days I haven’t visited a buffet. I’m on the school’s track and field. I do the high jump and occasionally I get roped into doing a relay or two. I’d like to think I’m pretty athletic too, although I’ve never gotten an award.

It’d also be track and field where I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name is Simone. She’s a slim attractive girl who does hurdles and short distance sprints. She’s got long legs, long blonde hair, and a great butt. I actually think it’s her butt that I liked the most. The way her tail darted back and forth as she ran, it really made my ears twitch.

“Kiki, you’re doing it again…”

“Nya… I’m not…” I responded defensively, stretching out on the mat.

The mat was sitting right where the sun leaked through the window. These mats were thick and black, and absorbed heat with ease, causing the entire mat to feel like a heating pad. I absolutely loved to laze around on it in between jumps. While I was doing this, my eyes must have been lingering on Simone. I wiped the spit running from my lips and gave Leela an innocent, toothy grin.

“You’re too obvious. You’re gonna cause people to start spreading rumors.” Leela sighed.

I glanced over at her. Leela was currently stretching. She often would lie with me, but whereas I would spread out on the surface, she’d always contort herself into strange shapes. She was extremely flexible. She loved sleeping with her head hanging off the end of the bed or her foot lying somewhere near her ears. She was a tall girl with rounded ears that barely came out of her short, white, and brown hair. Her eyes were dark and beady, and her nose always twitched. In the right shadows, she looked like she was wearing a mask on her face, giving her a mysterious feeling like a thief in the night.

However, despite being skinny and flexible, she was also very beautiful, and her dark eyes only added to a mystique that seemed to attract many around her. She was as flexible with people as she was with her body, as she seemed to have another lover every week, girl or boy. She never moved far with them though. She always told me that none had managed to catch her attention. The only part of Leela that wasn’t flexible was her tail, a small thing that could barely even wag. I lashed my tail out, sending the long black thing waving back and forth eagerly.

“Stop looking at me like you’re going to pounce. I’m not a fish or a birdkin!” Leela cutely wined.

I leaped at her anyway, and she let out a little squeal as the both of us collapsed down on the mat. No sooner did I get her pinned when a whistle blew. I quickly leaped off of her. Truth was, Leela had already weaseled her way out of my grip and by the time I had my arms around her I could only get her ankles anyway.

“Girls! No rough housing!” the teachers, Mrs. Rio snorted, stroking a long majestic horn sticking out her head.

“Y-yes, ma’am!” I quickly said, standing up and bowing my head.

Leela was only a second behind me. “Sorry, Mrs. Rio!”

However, after she said this, she elbowed me hard and then ran off into a lap before I could scratch her. I sighed as my ears twitched and my tail lashed, but I followed behind her without retorting. Mrs. Rio watched us for a few moments, but when she was satisfied that we were doing as we were told, she crossed her arms and turned another way, her long-haired tail lashing like a flail.

I wasn’t really scared of Mrs. Rio. Despite being a bulky woman, she was actually pretty kind. However, I would be mortified if I made a scene in front of Simone. I realized by the time I reached Leela that Simone was also doing laps. I stiffened, running awkwardly beside Leela as I saw her slowly coming around and getting closer. In a few moments, she was going to pass us. I wanted to kick Leela in the shin! She must have known when she chose to take a lap that Simone was also running. Simone was going to pass right by us! This was all that squirrely ferret’s fault!

“Excuse me!” A voice announced her arrival from behind.

I almost lost a step as she ran around us. For a brief moment, I got a sight of my crush. She had golden hair with cute little brown spots on it. Her tail was similar to mine, a long thing covered in short hair. Mine was a boring black where-as she had such cool spots. I bet her tail was as flexible as mine. I imagined us wrapping out tails around each other as we snuggled. My face started growing hot. That imagery was way too enticing for a teenage girl!

“Hey, you’re doing it again!” Leela snorted.

I gave her a hiss, but then closed my eyes and pawed my ears three times. By the time I opened them, she had already passed. That was too dangerous. My desire for Simone went a bit beyond a harmless crush. It was more of an animalistic desire if you get my drift. Every time I got close to her, especially when she was wearing those track shorts and no shirt, watching the sweat drip down his body… I started growing hotter and hotter. If I went into heat, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

It wasn’t like I’d never done anything about it. I was fifteen when I discovered an alternative use to my shower water function. One moment, I was just looking to clean myself, and the next moment, I was leaving it down there longer and longer as tingling sensations shot through my body. It took me a year to realize I could change the setting from “shower” to “jet” and thus achieved my first orgasm. After that, I’d like to say I developed as a healthy young girl.

However, I turned eighteen last month, and am a senior in high school now. Ever since I reached the age of legal consent, the idea of having sex became more and more intense. And, there were three girls I seemed to fantasize about the most. Hey! Don’t judge me! The first two were naturally off the table. One of them was a teacher and the other was… unavailable. That left the tall, radiant, fast, sexy, beautiful, godly, Simone.

“Stop hitting me with your tail!” Leela cried, trying to lunge for my black weapon.

I laughed and took off running, my tail sliding right through her fingers. She gave a cry and chased after me. Fortunately, between the two of us, I had much more endurance. Leela was always more flexible than she was fast. In the end, the two of us tired ourselves out. The pair of us collapsed back on the mat, breathing hard.

After a moment, the question that had been running through my mind came out. “You’ve never… thought about it?”

“Thought about what?” Leela asked, glancing over at me.

“You know… it. With your… one of your… you know, friends.” I asked, rolling onto my side and watching her out of the corner of my eyes.

Leela was lying so her stomach was exposed, her arms hanging off the edge of the mat. “Have I thought about having sex? Yeah… I mean, I kissed… but I’d be lying if I didn’t think about one day just to keep going…”

“Why haven’t you?” I inquired quietly, still not quite meeting her eye.

Leela shrugged. “I haven’t found the right one. Mom says she wants me dating someone from the same tribe.”

“A ferretkin?”

“Mm…”

“Are there even any ferretkin at this school?”

“A couple. None I dated. Kinda skinny for my tastes.” Leela spoke with a frown. “What about you?

My face changed slightly pink as I sat up. “Wh-what about me? I’ve never even had a girlfriend. None of the girls have asked!”

Leela let out a chuckle. “Calm down. No one else even knows you’re gay. I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.”

I blushed again and relaxed my shoulder, my ears twitching slightly. “I’m part of the cat tribe. It should be easy. We’re compatible with so many… Lions, Ocelots, Tigers… Cheetahs…”

The both of us unconsciously turned to Simone who was laughing and joking with a pair of monkey tribe weight lifters who were her friends. She was on the cheerleading team during the football season. This is what she did during the off season. There, she was loved by everyone. That meant she tended to get along with anyone from any tribe.

It was considered very antiquated to only date someone within your tribe, but it did make some things easier. Similar tribes likely had similar interests. The feline tribes, the canine tribes, the murine tribes, the weasel tribes, everyone had their own cultures and mannerisms. Of course, nowadays it could almost be considered taboo to intentionally date within your tribe, even though that’s what most people do anyway. 

“Would you do it with Simone?” Leela suddenly asked.

I let out a yowl, nearly gagging as I tried to understand just what she had asked. Do it? With Simone? I had just been having such naughty thoughts a short while earlier, so having her come too close to my naughty inner desires left me flustered.

“Nya! Leela, that…”

Leela let out a chuckle. “I’m just asking… if tomorrow, Simone said she was totally into you, and wanted to have sex, would you be… you know… down to F-“

She mouthed the remaining letters slowly while grinning. Meanwhile, I started to glow red. Given my pale skin and black hair, red was not very becoming! When I became embarrassed or flustered, I was a girl who absolutely couldn’t hide it. I hated that about myself! I couldn’t ask or be asked without painting a giant sign that said that was what we were talking about. Only Leela seemed to not care that her best friend wore a giant sign that went off every time we talked about naughty stuff.

That was perhaps one of the reasons I never had a girlfriend, other than the fact I never put myself on the market. Most of the catkin would reveal their desires when they went into heat, but I always took a good amount of time off and remained at home, so no one but family knew what I was into. Besides, I had only done that embarrassing thing twice so far in my life, I was a late bloomer.

“I… I don’t know…” I finally admitted in a squeaky voice.

Leela sighed but knew to back off. Any more torment and I might scratch her from agitation. As a friend, she understood that much. I continued to bake in the sun while Leela laid in a contorted state nearby until the afterschool end of activities bell rang. With that, we headed off to the showers. I cooled myself with a shower. Yeah, I like showers, don’t believe every stereotype you hear!

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the showers were individual and not shared. I didn’t see any other women, and I definitely wouldn’t let them see me. That was probably for the best, or my red alarm would go off and reveal my true nature again. After getting dressed in a flower-decorated blouse, a pair of shorts with pockets, and a black leather purse I had gotten for my birthday, I checked the mirror.

“Are you coming?” Leela called. “If I let you, you’ll preen yourself all day!”

“I’ll meet you at the bikes, okay?” I called back, continuing to comb my hair in three different ways.

After deciding to split down the middle didn’t make my forehead look too big, I finished packing and headed out. Just as I left the locker room, I ran straight into someone, almost falling back onto my butt. My claws instinctively came out and I grabbed onto them, digging my fingers into their sides and grabbing them. A really nice scent came from her body, and before my conscious mind could work, I found myself looking up at Simone’s face.

She was smiling down at me, and my heart immediately tightened to the point where I couldn’t breathe. Was I dreaming? I was totally holding Simone right now. My arms were wrapped around her body. She was clean and freshly showered, and so was I. My lips opened slightly, I couldn’t hear anything but the pounding in my ears. This lasted for ten seconds before I realized her lips were moving in what seemed to be words.

“Um… you’re actually really hurting me now, can you please let go?” She asked in a pained voice.

Her face was flushed now, and she seemed to be breathing somewhat ragged.

“Eh?” I cocked my head.

She gave a smile, which looked like she was half in tears. “Your digging into my sides with your claws… can you…”

“Eh!” I immediately let go, my tail swishing wildly. “I s-s-scratched you!”

She let out a laugh. “Ah… maybe you’re a bit of a sadist, huh, Kiki?”

Kiki? Simone knows my name? She said my name? No, wait… sadist? What’s a sadist? Isn’t that a bad person?

“W-wait, sadist…” my eyes grew slightly panicked.

“My rides here, actually. Sorry, I need to go.” Simone spoke up while touching her side where I had gripped her. “We should talk… some time… I mean… when we have time…”

I stared at her, unable to say anything. Finally, I managed to nod just before the silence became strange. She smiled back and I couldn’t help but stair at her perfect, plump lips. She turned away, breaking off my wandering eyes. I watched as her long cheetah tail switch, and her graceful butt pranced away. It was only after she had left the building that the redness returned.

Damn it! Could I have been any more of a spaz? I grabbed her stomach and even scratched her. I stared at her like an idiot! What was I going to do? She thinks I’m a sadist! That’s horrible! Black cats have the worst of luck! It’s the truth! That’s a stereotype you can absolutely trust me on! Feeling the worst that I had felt in ages, I took a step forward and felt something crinkle under my feet.

“Eh? Simone dropped something?” I leaned over and picked it up.

As soon as my eyes landed on the cover, I gasped and dropped it. On the cover was a woman with a gag in her mouth. Furthermore, she was wearing something really revealing made of leather. The image was quite graphic. I looked down and read the cover.

“BDSM for beginners…” I frowned. “Is this… Simone’s interests?”

I looked around, and when I didn’t see anyone nearby, I leaned down and grabbed the book, quickly stuffing it in my purse. There, I took it. I didn’t even know if it was Simone’s book for certain. What is it? What is BDSM? Is it a lifestyle? A type of sex? A hobby?

Little did I know that my pursuit of those answers would change the rest of my life.

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