The Kitty And The Little Village By The Water
Hi everyone! I wasn't planning on spending most of my study day writing a story but I was actually looking for something to read myself and still couldn't find much in the way of clit-torture :(
... So I wrote one!
So here it is, from Deecat, with love...
WARNING: It's smut. It's also ridiculous. Enjoy ;)
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Kitty struggled fiercely against the bonds that held her. She screamed in rage and howled with indignant frustration as the mice continued to attempt to tie down her flailing and flopping body. Several of the little critters were laughing hysterically, despite - or, possibly as a result of - their terror, as they jumped over her heaving breasts and tossed ropes to each other.
The cat screamed and roared and the mice squeaked as they felt her hot breath on their fur. Dodging her snapping jaws, they tossed another rope over her muzzle and pulled with all their might.
This was not the way things usually went when kitty came down near the water, which happened to be near several little rodent villages. Usually, she would come down and bathe, and then amuse herself for a while by taunting and flicking the little inhabitants, as they ran in terror and tried to seek cover from the cruel, purple furry. Sometimes she would just sit quietly and snag them when they came out to see if the coast was clear... then she chuck them in the lake and watch them swim back to shore. They all got to be very good swimmers in the little village by the water.
She didn't usually kill them intentionally, but of course every once in a while, the mice would hear a half-hearted "oops" and that usually meant someone was dead or maimed. Try to imagine having the mushed body of your neighbor dropped through the roof of your hut, and see if you can sleep at night!!
But today was different, because last night several of the little men of the village had finally returned from a long excursion they had taken to another village, nearly 25 miles down the river! There, they had met with a very wise and powerful rat who was rumored to have the secret to removing pesky kitties from innocent villages for good!
After paying copious quantities of seeds and nuts to the wise and good-natured rat, the villagers had spent hours listening and nodding and raising their little hands to ask questions when it was appropriate. Finally, as the sun was setting and last of the little villagers was filing out of the wise rat's home, the rat handed a flask to the mouse. "Remember, it has to go in the mouth or an eye or even the nose-hole if you can get that close." The villager nodded solemnly, as did all the other little villagers waiting impatiently to start the long journey home. "And also, remember, you must not go easy on the kitty, or it's going to come back..." The villagers nodded faster, some of them were grinning. "And also ..."
The villagers left without hearing the last part, because the rat was wise and kind but also old and kind of boring. Plus, he smelled like old rat man farts.
Upon arriving back at the village, the little mice were warmly welcomed and a call was sounded to bring every mouse of the village to the center of the town, where the mice related all that they had learned. Finally, as all of the village beheld the little shining flask that would be their salvation, the mice began to rush back to their homes and get supplies.
There wasn't much time, in only a couple of hours, the kitty would be coming to bathe!
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Kitty's tail twitched as she ambled down the pathway to the water. She breathed in the fresh spring air and smiled at the muffled sound of startled squeaks in the high grass... The villagers must have forgotten to hide on time. But, she could torture them after she finished bathing. There was much rustling and squeaking in the area around her... sounded like a bunch of villagers got caught out. Kitty grinned from ear to ear as she draped her towel over a low hanging branch and stepped into the chilly water. Her tail flicked around like an angry snake and her hair stood on end as she took a deep breath and forced herself to sink under.
After a few moments, the water wasn't too bad and she opened her eyes and yelled a bubbly "boo" at a curious turtle who had been swimming by her face. The turtle screamed and swam away as fast as he could, but he was small, so Kitty helped him out by flicking his ass as hard as she could and sending him spinning away. She had to come up for air to stop herself from choking as she laughed her way to the surface.
After torturing a few assorted aquatic stragglers who had been unfortunate enough to go near the shallow side of the lake in the late morning, Kitty proceeded to bathe herself happily.
Finally, shaking the water out of her hair, the cat climbed onto a rock to sun herself. She could still hear mousy whispers here and there, but she didn't worry herself. Stupid mice could wait, she was busy. Once she was mostly dry, Kitty dropped back into the water up to her calves and waded the rest of the way out. She stopped at the crooked tree to retrieve her towel, so she could dry her footpaws.
A twig snapped above her head, and she leaned back to look up without thinking. Her eyes went extra wide as she beheld at least two dozen little mice clinging to the branches above her towel. "Now what the heck are you doing up there?" kitty hissed, as a drop of something fell directly into her eye. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Kitty howled angrily as a drop of liquid fell into her eye, followed by a tiny empty flask. " You hit me, stupid mouse!" she yowled. "Stop giggling! I'm gonna pop your head off!", she screeched.
But even as Kitty began to climb the tree trunk, she began to feel a little funny. Her feet tried to climb, but she just seemed to hug the tree trunk and march foot over foot, her pads sliding ineffectively back down into the grass. Her eyes began to look glassy and her tail drooped as her ears swiveled out to the sides and then her eyes crossed and she was seeing two tree trunks, but then she saw nothing. For a while... but then she woke up... which brings us back to where we are... n_n
Kitty struggled fiercely against the bonds that held her. She screamed in rage and howled with indignant frustration as the mice continued to attempt to tie down her flailing and flopping body. Several of the little critters were laughing hysterically, despite - or, possibly as a result of - their terror, as they jumped over her heaving breasts and tossed ropes to each other.
The cat screamed and roared and the mice squeaked as they felt her hot breath on their fur. Dodging her snapping jaws, they tossed another rope over her muzzle and pulled with all their might, securing her head back against the tree. The ropes were only about a half of an inch thick, but there were sure a lot of them.
Kitty flicked her claws at a passing mouse, but he dodged her easily. Too much was happening at once! Several mice dropped a large rock attached to a crudely fashioned pulley system off of a big tree stump, about thirty feet to her right. As it fell with a "thud", Kitty's right leg was yanked painfully in their direction. She howled in pain, anger, and disbelief as she heard a thud to her left and was yanked in that direction. Her butt hovered several inches from the ground as she was suspended spread-eagled over several of the mice. Now Kitty felt a little less sure of herself, as two more pulleys were released somewhere and her arms crossed roughly behind her back.
Her upper torso was fastened to the tree by her neck and several ropes crossing beneath her armpits. Her spine was partially on the ground, but her ass was still hovering unsupported as her legs were pulled up and out. A large group of mice appeared, pushing a wooden box toward the bewildered feline. The box was shoved beneath her butt and her tail was pulled into a hole in the box, so that it could not knock down any more mice!
A smaller box was pushed right behind the first box. It had stairs, so that the mice could walk right up between the feline's legs without having to climb and clutch at her short and fuzzy coat anymore. There was enough room for about ten mice at a time to stand there without too much shoving.
The mice all stopped pulling and fastening and leaned back to behold their handiwork. "She looks secure!" one of the mice yelled. "I think the potion is completely worn off, so we better hope so!", hollered another one. A middle-aged mouse momma in a pretty floral skirt began to climb the steps up onto the box. "What are you doing!" called out one of the mice men. "Seeing if we did this right!" was her reply.
The little mouse stood on the platform and beheld the villagers' tormentor. The cat was becoming quite a bit frightened and blushing quite profusely, now that her sex was so exposed. Still, the purple feline met the mouse's gaze evenly. She even lifted her lip in a snarl, just as the little mouse momma lifted her arm to throw something as hard as she could...
The cat's snarl was lost in a look of confusion and then a screech of rage as a pebble beamed her right on the end of her pink nose. It didn't hurt, but to endure such an act of defiance from a stupid, stinking mouse. The cat screamed again and fought as hard as she could. The ropes trembled and one even snapped as the cat flipped out harder than she ever had. Her hips thrust mere inches above the box where the tiny fem stood and trembled. Her tail twitched inside the box. Her legs kicked and her head banged against the tree a couple of times. But after about ten minutes of screaming insanity, the mice all the while staring on in silent apprehension, the cat wore herself out and hung panting in her restraints.
A cry was heard from the crowd of hundreds of mice, and more came out of the grass to join in and cheer as they all exalted their victory. The cat was caught! Kitty was finally caught!!!
"Wait!", Kitty called out in a hoarse and panting voice. "Huff, huff... You can't kill me!", she exclaimed, "If you kill me, the rot and the stink of me will ruin your land for weeks! Predators will come and the stink will bring so many flies, you will have to all find new homes!".
Kitty nodded to herself and smiled as she apparently realized the logic in what she had said. The stupid mice couldn't kill her. Besides, what were they going to do, cut her throat with blades of grass? Pelt her nose with tiny, tiny pebbles until she died of boredom? "You mice had better let me go, now. You've made a big mistake already. Best not make it worse for yourse..." "-Shut up."
"... What?", kitty rasped unbelievingly. "What did you say?"
The speaker was a large male mouse who had joined the female on the little platform. " I said shut up, you stupid cur. We have you now, and you cannot get away. So you had better shut up before you make it worse for yourself!" Kitty blinked in confusion as she looked around at all their smug little faces. Where was the fear going? Why were they all so happy?
" We aren't going to kill you, cat. We're just going to make you never ever want to come back here again." Kitty bit her lip and glared at the mouse. "I'm not afraid of you. You're mice! What do I have to be afraid of?" replied the cat. She scoffed at them, but the tremor in her voice was unmistakable.
"You'll find out tomorrow", said the mouse, as he and the female walked back down the stairs and all of the mice slowly began to walk back to the nearby village. Kitty was kept up very late by the sound of the mice having a giant celebration. Eventually, she gave up on screaming and howling because the mice were doing a great job of ignoring her, and given her predicament, she wasn't sure she wanted to lure any angry drunken mice back. NOT that she was afraid, but they might still be... annoying. There was music and dancing and many drops of ale were dispensed. Eventually the music died down and everything got quiet, except for the night sounds of crickets and owls. Even Kitty finally fell asleep.
She was awakened when another small rock hit her nose. Those stupid mice had good aim. Blinking the gummy sleep off of her eyes, the cat straightened her neck and tried to remain calm as she stared evenly at the mice in front of her. It was still early in the day and there were two adult male mice standing on the box and looking at her nervously.
"What do you want?" the cat demanded angrily. "Go ahead, do it!" one of them urged. "Do what?!" she hissed. "Um, Miss scary giant cat, Maam... we were sent to fluff you up." "We got the short straws last night" the smaller of the two mice, a white one, chimed in.
"What are you talking about? Let me out of here and I'll spare you both." the cat said. Her cheeks were flushing red, but she tried to keep her voice angry as she beheld the two mice directly above the site of her own exposed sex in the morning light.
The larger mouse, who had brown fur, stood closer to the edge of the box and Kitty's breathing quickened as she followed his gaze. The mouse's eyes left the cat's angry face and traveled down closer to himself... to the place where her silky purple fur became very short and then disappeared entirely and the flesh was left pink and hairless for a radius of about 5 inches. "What are you staring at, you little pervert?" Kitty demanded, as she squirmed uncomfortably. The mouse was staring at her bald and exposed crotch with a look of intense determination.
Suddenly, the brown mouse leaned forward to where the cat was pressed against the box and wrapped his arms around the hood of her large, pink clit. He sunk into the soft and springy flesh as if he were trying to wrap himself around a rolled up blanket the size of a tree trunk. Kitty's eyes became wide and she shrieked with renewed rage, "Get off of there, you little monster! Don't you touch that! Get off!" Her screaming became more and more shrill as denial finally melted away and she realized how bad her situation really was.
She tried to buck her hips, but it seemed that as she had slept, some little furs had taken the time to come down and tighten her bonds more securely. The mouse found that it wasn't at all difficult, now that the cat was properly secured. "Hey!" he cried out, barely a squeak over the cat's enraged hooting and hollering, "This is fun!" he laughed. "Really?" the white mouse stepped forward and began to push his paws into the soft and spongy silk of the cat's clitoral hood. "Wow, it feels neat." "Yeah, kinda silky, too." the other one murred as he ran his paw up and down the gigantic womanhood. "I didn't think this part would be so fun!"
The mice continued grabbing at and touching the cat's clit hood for a while, as she screamed and twisted her head around futilely, as it was the only part not totally pinned down with ropes. "Wait, maybe we should do it different. I mean, it's not doing anything." the large brown mouse said. "Yeah, let's try this instead." He reached up to the base of the cat's clit and put his hands on either side. Pressing in on the pink skin until he felt the giant tube inside, he began to massage in circles on either side. "Is it working?" the white mouse asked expectantly. "It will, she's just pretty angry. Just give me a minute..."
It actually took about three minutes. Kitty continued to scream and holler and swear the whole time the brown mouse slowly massaged his way down from the base of her huge, flaccid clit. He took his time and kept moving a little lower on the flexible hood, making sure to apply pressure to the tube inside. He began to pant a bit at the exertion as he worked his way down on the screaming feline.
By now he was about ¾ of the way down the wrinkly cover of her shaft and nearing the opening where the head would peak out when the kitty was excited. He was pretty worn out and would need a break soon, but he wanted to try one more thing. Winking over his shoulder at the other mouse, he squeezed down around where he guessed the head of her clit met it's base and hugged tightly at the loose skin, bending his knees and letting the clit take his weight. He hung for a few seconds and then stood up again, gripping as hard as he could and then hanging off of her clit again. The loose skin of the clitoral hood slid up and down with him and on the third tug, he felt a twitch.
"It's working, it just twitched!" the mouse exclaimed. Kitty heard this over her own screams and the crimson color creeping into her muzzle deepened. The insides of her ears became bright red as she continued to screech herself hoarse.
"I felt it twitch again!" "... Yeah, I saw it from here, it kind of bobbed!" And, indeed, the Kitty's clit had bobbed twice in it's protective sleeve of wrinkled skin. Despite the cat's rage, growing confusion and intense humiliation, the sensations in her clitoris were beginning to make her clit plump, despite herself. The tube in the mouse's grip began to slowly stiffen and swell. Eventually, he had to take a break and let the white mouse take over. He sat back and watched intently as the smaller mouse massaged and lightly beat the clit up and down with his fists, through the hood. It was definitely working now, as the whole thing was nearly twice as fat around. The tip of the hood was sticking out like some kind of peach-colored pillow case corner. The mouse squatted down to look and, sure enough, he could see the shiny, darker pink head of the giant clit nearing the opening.
In the meantime, Kitty was starting to whimper and tears were coursing down her cheeks. The anger was gone for now, replaced by mortification as she saw the little white mouse bending down to presumably stare at the head of her clit. The brown mouse was sitting back on the box and watching intently.
The brown mouse watched as the other one spit several times on both hand paws. He rubbed the slick saliva over his paw pads before reaching just beneath the hood and gently cupping the glistening wet clit gingerly in his paws. The cat wailed again as he slowly worked his paws over her sensitive clit head. "This is not happening!" Kitty moaned in anguish. She howled miserably as he gave her head a little underhanded slap. The sensation was a bit too strong to be entirely pleasant but her clit jumped and bobbed at the touch nonetheless. "Quit howling so much, or I'll BITE it!" the mouse scalded her. Whimpering helplessly, Kitty heeded the mouse's warning. The other mouse laughed.
Adding more spit, the mouse began to slowly slide his paw pads around on the head of her clit. His paws were nearly hidden by the swelling of the hood as it became very puffy and the clit inside stood out fat and stiff. Kitty bit her lips and wept silently as the mouse continued to slide his wet grasping finger pads across her increasingly aroused pink kernel. "It looks like a red bowling ball!" one of the mice exclaimed, followed by a flurry of titters from both rodents. Kitty's breath came in whimpers and moans as she tried not to screech.
"Ok, you got the things?" said the small mouse. "Right here", the larger one replied. Suddenly, both mice were pushing back the hood of her clit. "Noooooo!" screamed the cat, but she was silenced right away by a firmer slap on the exposed pink knob, which caused her to wince in pain.
The clit bobbed rapidly, as if trying to escape back into it's protective hood, as the brown mouse produced a rubbery donut-shaped object. As the white mouse pinned back the hood with both paws, the other mouse stretched the donut, with much effort, over the head of her clit as far back as he could get it, and then released it so that it sat snugly around the shiny reddish-pink jewel.
"Now your clit can't go down, Kitty." the white mouse boldly announced, "Ready for the hard part?" he asked the other mouse. "Do you feel bad for her?" the brown mouse asked. They both looked at each other and laughed. "No, she's a total bitch" came the reply.
"Kitty, this part is going to hurt, but if you start screaming again I'm going to sink my teeth into you DEEP" said the white mouse. Before she could reply, there was sudden pain as the mouse pushed a very sharp hook through the corner of her clitoral hood. "Gaaaaaahahahahaha huuuurts!" she wailed, but bit her lips again and sobbed desperately as she felt the ends of little tiny teeth grazing her most sensitive spot. The teeth left without chomping, but there wasn't much time for relief before another hook was shoved through the other side of her hood. This time, she kept her mouth shut, but she continued to sob uncontrollably in the back of her throat as the two little mice grabbed the ropes attached to the hooks and jumped over either of her thighs, shimmying down the ropes that held back her protective skin. They fastened them to other ropes that ran beneath her as she shivered and wept with terror.
The two little mice ran off together, back toward the village, and Kitty wept openly for several minutes. She heard the whole village coming back before she saw them. Her shame at being in such a position wasn't enough to quiet her terrified weeping as she watched the scores upon scores of jubilant little rodents turn out to see her shining clit as it stood out in open air. A breeze kicked up briefly and the cool air on her moist little female member was torturous and a humiliating reminder of how exposed she was.
The mice were all carrying different things. She saw a little rolling pin, some sawed-off water grass stalks, a little cart with buckets, many of the items were too small and the mice were moving fast, so that she strained through her tears to see what the rodents were carrying with them.
The first mouse climbed the platform and stood before the helplessly bound feline. "Miss Kitty, you have been torturing our village for years, with no consideration for the damage and pain you have caused us...."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!! I won't ever.." SLAP! The mouse licked his paw pad and slapped her smartly across the clit, stinging and hurting her horribly. After she finished screaming for a moment, he continued. "If you scream or speak again, you are going to leave without your clit attached, I assure you." He paused to be sure she was compliant, and then continued despite her pleading gaze and muted sobs. "We will not kill you, because that is not our way. Instead, we will punish your most sensitive part until you understand what suffering is. We are going to punish you thoroughly until we are sure that you will never, ever forget. And not only must you physically suffer, but you must be thoroughly humiliated, so please keep in mind how many eyes are on your precious pink kitty bead, watching you suffer the pain and embarrassment of a thoroughly spanked clit!"
All of the mice around her cheered and whistled and there was much applause before the mouse continued, "Some of the other woodland creatures have promised to stop by to watch as well, because apparently you are a jerk to everyone. You should be very afraid because this is going to hurt like hell... and we are going to enjoy every minute of it!"
The mouse spit on his paw and reached out again as every little furry there watched intently, and Kitty gazed on in horror. The mouse's touch was like lightening against her exposed clit at first, but he just let his open palm rest on her head until she wasn't sure she could feel it anymore. Then he began to slightly rub in circles against the head. His expert touch was just the right pressure and it felt so good that Kitty's eyelids began to flutter and her breath came in little gasps. Everyone was silent as the mouse gently massaged the huge and shiny clit. The clit began to bob slightly again and the hood seemed to twitch as well as the mouse applied both slippery paws and slowly ran them up and down the sides of the exposed kitty clit.
"What is this? What is he... doing?" Kitty thought detachedly as the amazing sensation thrilled up and down her little organ. She was bound and frightened and helpless but the massage being given to her clit was like nothing she could even do to herself. Had he taken pity on her? Were they just trying to scare her? Oh, god, this should NOT feel so fucking good. The mouse twirled his paws around her clit and slid his wet and smooth pads around on the sensitive flesh, sending shocks of amazingly pleasant sensation through the cat's clit and into her abdomen.
Her tail twitched crazily in the box her butt was propped up on as she stiffened in her restraints, preparing for orgasm. "I don't want this, I don't want this" her mind moaned incoherently, but her clit screamed out for more, more, more attention.
But then he stopped.
Kitty opened her eyes and beheld the smiling mouse between her legs and her ears went flat against her head as she flushed with shame. He was playing with her. "Remember what I said about screaming." he chuckled, as he stood aside and the first mouse came up the steps to the platform. It was a little grey female and she was holding a rolling pin. She spit on her paw, just like the other mouse, and used her finger pads to gently tickle the cat's clit.
The cat's eyes wandered around and she shuddered as she saw all of the mice waiting in line. As promised, several other woodland creatures were gathering around the edge of the clearing. She saw a fox and a hawk and a few raccoons. She had lots of enemies in the woods, and she knew there would be a big audience. Tears coursed down her furry cheeks as she saw many of the furries snickering with anticipation.
She returned her gaze to the mouse as she fondled her gently and stared up at her in wonder. "Ready, Kitty?" she asked timidly. The cat shook her head in silent horror, but the mouse raised the rolling pin and laid it on the cat's clit. She slowly began to roll the dry pin up and down the wet flesh. The sensation was strong and shocking to a clit that had spent all it's life tucked under the hood and rubbed through the protective skin, instead of exposed. At first the flesh was moist enough to make it dully unpleasant, but as the dry rolling pin continued to course it's way up and down, and the mouse added more pressure and speed, the dry surface began to pluck and pinch at the tender flesh.
Kitty hissed through her teeth and watched through tears as the mouse began to really put pressure and rolled as fast as she could. Her clit screamed to her mind in outrage as it tried to pull back under the hood but the band fastened around the base wouldn't let it go soft. The flesh was tacky and much drier than any clit should ever be and the mouse finished rolling once more over it, as the cat hissed painfully between her teeth, trying not to cry out.
Kitty tried not to show her relief too much as the mouse finished with the pin and lowered it. She could at least try to be brave, with all these furs laughing at her. But then the mouse took her paw and smacked her dried-out clit HARD! It stuck to the flesh and pulled painfully as Kitty whimpered in pain. "That's for messing up my garden!" She smacked her again, harder "...Twice!!!"
The little mouse walked down the stairs and was quickly replaced by two other mice with cut-off stalks of water grass. They were going to whip her clit! Kitty moaned and whimpered, but didn't dare scream out for mercy. Both mice stepped forward at once and spit on her clit several times, rubbing it very gently with all four of their little paws. Kitty wept bitterly at the torture of having her clit teased in front of an audience until she was thoroughly aroused while knowing full well that it was going to hurt again. Her clit was shining wetly and pulsing greedily for the sweet release of orgasm when suddenly, the mice were rearing back on either side with the grass whips. The first thwack was so shocking that she saw double. Her poor clit pulsed confusedly as arousal became pain again. The second and third thwack were worse, because she knew it was coming and the little fuckers kept moving slightly to hit a different area.
There was a pause as she watched them get ready to start whipping again, ' Oh, god no nonononono please it's gonna hurt' she thought as she watched the whip come down. "Gah!" she hollered despite her fear of losing her clit. The pain was just too sharp. "MMH!" she yelled again with her mouth closed, straining against the bonds as her clit was hit repeatedly. The stinging pain burrowed deep into the center of her sex, making her weep harder than ever in her life. There was another pause and she was slicked down with saliva and rubbed as she cried for mercy, knowing that none would come. Both mice reared back at once to hit her "PLEEEEEEASE!! IT HURTS! PLEASE!" she screamed as both of them whipped her right at the tip of her clit. But her screaming only seemed to incense them further, so she was reduced again to sobs as they hit her another dozen times.
Her tears never ceased as more mice lubed and tickled her clit. She cried harder when she started purring and they brought her nearly to orgasm. Each time she nearly came, the mice would stop and sometimes smack her clit. Once they blew on it, making everyone laugh as she whimpered and struggled.
As she watched in terror, several mice dragged up some kind of contraption that looked like a tiny bicycle with a box attached to it by wires. Two of the mice held little sticks that attached to the contraption. A third mouse pedaled on the bike as hard as he could.
The cat had never seen anything like it and was quite confused as to what the hell they were doing, until one of the mice stepped forward and tapped the head of her clit with one of the wands. She screamed in fresh agony as the charge that had built up in the box zapped her clit painfully. The mouse stepped back and waited for a minute and she thought they were done, but she realized they were only waiting for another charge to build. As the second mouse stepped forward with his wand, she begged for mercy. " Please, don't I can't take it please Oh PLEASE please don't do it! AAAAAAH!" she shrieked louder as her clit was this time pulled toward the charge and buzzed with another kind of pain. What the hell kind of machine was this? Both mice alternated for another ten zaps as she begged between for them to stop, each time her cries becoming more and more desperate as she pleaded for the pain to end.
They rubbed things of different textures on it and then beat it, spanked it, and poured cold water over it for hours. She never ran out of tears.
Then the first mouse, stepped back onto the box to speak. "Kitty, you have endured pain and humiliation for a full day. We have all been delighted to watch you struggle and cry uselessly and it has been our pleasure to punish you." The cat lowered her gaze, unable to even look at her tormentors.
"Kitty, do you feel that you may have learned your lesson?" he asked. "YES!", she screamed desperately, "Yes, I'll never be bad again! Please, just let me go" she sobbed. The mouse smiled in reply and reached to remove the ring from her aching clit. The ropes leading to the hooks in her clitoral hood were removed after the ropes leading to them were loosened. She moaned in relief as her hood was finally allowed to cover her abused nub.
Placing the ring aside, the little furry embraced her clit lovingly, gathering as much of the still-swollen hood as he could into his arms and stroking it. After being stroked and denied orgasm so long, Kitty's clit still begged to be "finished" and it seemed the mouse was going to have the mercy to do it, although she'd probably be much more comfortable taking care of that herself, in private.
Nevertheless, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back as the mouse tenderly massaged and stroked her through her hood. It felt good to have her hood back down; it felt even better to be having it stroked so expertly. None of the dozens of other mice who touched her did it quite like the little guy who was currently pampering her little organ with his proficient paws.
As tears of shame slid down her muzzle, the cat still couldn't deny the urgency of her orgasm. She had no choice, she was going to cum in front of all of these hateful creatures. She was going to cum harder than she had in her life, and then she was even going to be grateful because she needed to cum, she had to...
Her clit twitched as the mouse sped up and slowed down, never doing any one pattern or pressure of touch long enough to push her over the edge. She was vaguely aware that she was purring and she could feel herself trying to strain towards the impossibly delicious thrills of pleasure that were surging through her climax-starved clitty.
Her pussy dripped as her clit jumped several times, begging for the final release, but still the mouse just stopped moving and squeezed her clit in his embrace, making cooing noises and waiting for her to cool down before resuming his practiced dance of tortuously gentle pressure over her pulsing kernel.
"Beg for it, Kitty" he commanded. Several of the other animals who had come to watch laughed at that and she was brought back to the reality of what was happening. Her breathing was rapid and tight as she managed to squeak out an unsteady "Please?"
He had gone back to stroking the length of it with one paw, and he was cupping her clithead with the other slick paw and making maddeningly slow little circle motions. "Please make you cum?" he asked. "Yes!"
"In front of all these furries who are laughing at you?" "Y-yes!"
He swirled his slippery paw a little faster on the exposed and swollen tip of her clit while grasping and tugging the hood up and down, making her murr in ecstasy. Right before she could cum, he stopped again.
She made a strained whimpering noise, followed by more laughter from the other furs. Her eyes wandered over to them but she looked away quickly in shame, her tear-filled eyes fixing themselves pleadingly on the mouse whose magic touch was reducing her to begging him to masturbate her. "You've had enough torture, Kitty. Poor, poor bad cat. We sure did teach this little pink thing of yours a lesson today." He drew the swollen hood tightly down and up over her crazily pulsing clit several times, pushing it back and forth as she let out uncontrollable sounds of bliss. " Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhaaaahhh!"
"Everyone pay attention, this stupid animal is begging me to rub it's little girlcock, so watch as I make it cum!" he announced. Kitty blushed furiously, but she screamed in relief as he continued to tickle and cajole her clit over the edge. Her pussy dripped all over the ground as she leaned back her head and howled. The mouse continued to jerk her clit in waves, drawing the orgasm out of her for minutes, making her scream again and again as her pussy convulsed and her clit bobbed in its little sheath and the mouse's grip.
Her tears of humiliation became tears of relief as wave after wave of blinding pleasure shot through her body.
After her orgasm had subsided, he continued to slowly stroke her clit as he spoke to her. "That feel better, bad cat?" She hung limply in her bonds, unable to even open her eyes and respond as he slowly stroked her and made her jump each time.
Finally, he released her and stepped back. She opened her eyes and looked up hopefully, "Please, please let me go." she whimpered, submissively.
"I said that you learned your lesson, Kitty. But the fact of the matter is, we're rather enjoying you. Besides, only a very small percentage of the village got to punish you for being such trouble. It wouldn't be fair if everyone didn't get a try, would it?"
She just stared at him in open-muzzled terror as his words dawned on her confused and tired mind. " Besides, I didn't cut your clit off like I warned, even though you were so darned noisy. I think that was generous of me. We'll try again tomorrow, then maybe you can impress me by how quietly you take your punishment." He patted her clit affectionately and started to walk toward the stairs.
"The fox family has already volunteered to stay and feed you and the raccoons are bringing something for you to empty your bladder into, so you'll be alright for the time being. We'll see you in the morning."
She blubbered brokenheartedly as the mouse continued, "If you can't keep from screaming tomorrow, I'll understand. Besides, we won't keep you forever. That would be just cruel, wouldn't it? In a month, everyone in the village should have had a chance to play with you. Then you can definitely go, unless you give us good reason to need to re-punish you."
Kitty wept for a long, long time that night.
The end n_n Please take a moment to look in the "Not So Nice" folder of my gallery for the drawing that I based this story on.