When Allison rang the doorbell a woman in a shiny maid's uniform opened the door and let her in. Mistress Dominique will be here soon, she said, please make yourself comfortable. Allison looked at her rear when she walked away, slightly jealous of the tight skirt in what had to be latex. She looked at her own skirt that somehow seemed boring now and unflattering. Then Mistress Dominique entered and she felt even more plain.
First of all the woman was beautiful, her hair, her face, her makeup, her curves, and then her clothing. The first she noticed was a long, loose, leather skirt, that swished when she walked. It was much tighter around her hips and her rear. Then a leather top over a narrow waist, holding generous breasts in place. Her body language was one of power, it shouted confidence, and Allison understood why she went by Mistress. She felt her panties go wet from her own arousal, looking at this Goddess.
Ah, welcome Miss Bennett, the Goddess said amused, or can I call you Allison?
Of course, Allison replied, and you are Dom...
Mistress, the Goddess interrupted her question, you can address me as Mistress.
Of course, Allison said again, I'm so pleased to meet you finally after all the correspondence we've had back and forth.
Likewise, Mistress said. Before we begin with the paperwork, I have a request. As I have explained in a previous conversation, my pet is still very shy. I'm worried she may be overwhelmed by your business suit. Would you mind changing into a more suitable skirt that will help to calm her nerves?
Mistress Dominique held out a long leather skirt, very similar to her own. Allison looked at it and she felt drool building up in her mouth that she had to swallow away before she could answer. Of course. She felt like a fool, saying the same thing over and over again. So she took the skirt, noticing the buttersoft material, and asked, is there a place where I can pull this on?
Mistress smiled, well here of course, let me help you. Allison couldn't even protest, Mistress had turned her around already and opened the button and the zipper on the back of her skirt. She pulled it down and told Allison to step out of it. Allison did as ordered and too late she realized Mistress had pulled her panties down as well. Ooh, she said, when Mistress nudged her around again, so she had a good look at her privates. Very nice, she said, and Allison was suddenly relieved. Mistress took the leather from her and urged her to step in. Allison wanted to protest that she wanted her panties back, but when the material rubbed her skin while Mistress pulled it up it felt like electricity set all her nerves on fire and her fluids started dripping down her legs. Embarrassed she helped pulling the skirt over her hips to hide her arousal and Mistress zipped up the back while tucking in her silk white blouse. Then there was a click as if a lock was closed.
She looked around and saw Mistress with a small key in her hands on a thin chain. Don't worry about it, she said, I'll have Eve put it in your car. The woman in the maid's uniform came in and took the key without saying a word, and left again.
The skirt is yours to keep, Mistress said. I suggest you wear it as often as possible, always with the lock on and without underwear. You will wear it every time you come here to visit. I suggest you do a clean shave down there though. And let's lose the jacket.
Yes Mistress, was all Allison could say while shrugging off the jacket, but it satisfied the other woman.
Let's get to business, Mistress said and she motioned Allison to sit down. Allison had trouble concentrating, with the soft leather rubbing her pussy, that kept on leaking. Mistress seemed totally unaware, except for the shoes Allison was still wearing, a sensible pair of one inch block heels. That can't go, she said, and unstrapped the shoes, then grabbed a pair that had been hiding behind Allison's chair. In seconds three inch spiked heels were on Allison's feet and another click locked the shoes to her ankles.
No worries, Mistress said, same key. The shoes are yours to keep as well, just make sure you always wear them with the skirt.
Before Allison could reply, Mistress continued, OK, now about Sheila. As you know we could not stick to the plan of her confirming to stay on after one week. She requested a series of changes applied to her body, in order to be more in line with the cat character that she now identifies as. This went with some mental conditioning as well, all in all this took about six months. Only a few days ago she became aware of her surroundings again, and as far as she knows only a week has passed since she came to me. However, she has indicated that not only does she want to confirm to stay with me, she has also given me her lifelong commitment.
To me, Mistress continued, this is not surprising, as all my subjects so far have chosen for that commitment. But it needs to be registered in a legal document. That's why you're here. We have a bit of a challenge though, as in her current state she can't speak, nor can she write. The best she can do is put a paw print in an "I agree" box. If we video the whole sequence, is that legally sufficient?
Allison knew the question was coming and she had prepared exactly such a box on the form. As well as an "I do not agree" box. She nodded, as long as she is fully aware of the agreement and the consequences of such agreement, then I see no problem. But I'm sorry Mistress, you can't be there when she signs, to make sure she does this at her own free will.
Of course, Mistress smiled, I will leave the two of you. I have the feeling you will enjoy her presence as much as I do. I will leave now and let her in. I suggest you start the video, so that all can be recorded for the records.
A minute later the video recording was active and Allison had the form ready. The door opened and in walked Sheila. Allison held her breath, this creature looked indeed more like a cat than a human. But she was beautiful, in her shiny leather skin, a cute face and a lovely skirt covering her genitals. And then a life-like tail, moving back and forth. She saw the paws and agreed that writing was not possible. She also saw paws at the rear legs, but there was something weird there, the legs were too short to be human.
She wondered if the lower legs and feet were pulled back perhaps, like she'd seen once in a bondage picture. Then the feet would be hiding under the skirt. So first she let Sheila sniff her fingers, like she would do with a real cat or dog. The cat woman pushed her face against the hand and instinctively Allison scratched her between the ears. The cat actually started purring and then a long tongue came out from between her tight lips and it licked her hand.
Allison was stunned about how long the tongue was, that must have been one of the improvements. But it was also a very intimate feeling and she actually enjoyed the touch. She moved her hand down the back of the cat and she couldn't believe how soft and warm the leather skin was. Plus it must have been static, as she could feel the tip of her fingers tingle. The cat felt it too as her tail started flapping around and suddenly the tail was under Allison's skirt, at the same moment Allison's hand was on the cat's skirt.
The tingling in her fingers intensified and suddenly she felt the tip of the cat's tail rubbing her bare pussy. It was like a complete short circuit now and it triggered an instant orgasm in her pussy that had been hot and wet already. But normally it started in her pussy and then she'd feel it tingling in her extremities, but this time the tingling of her fingers shot to her pussy, triggering the orgasm. Another shot went to her nipples and she grabbed one of her breasts with her free hand, her body shuddering. And so was Sheila's body as the cat orgasmed at the same time. Her tail stiffened and pointed straight into Allison's wet snatch and Allison's brain stopped working. She could feel the touch in her womb and she started ejaculating fluids past the tail, running like water down her leg. Never had she experienced such a thing.
The orgasm lasted until she finally managed to pull her hand away from the cat's skirt. Whatever had been short circuited between the two of them was now broken, and she could finally breath again as the feeling subsided. The cat tail slowly slipped from her wet sex and from under her skirt and Sheila started cleaning the tail with her tongue in such a cat-like manner that Allison just stared at her for a minute.
Finally her brain started working again and she started arranging the legal document. She started explaining what the document entailed, as the cat kept licking Allison's own juices from her tail in a very sensual manner. Finally she said, Sheila, if you agree with what I just read to you, and you agree to an irrevocable lifelong commitment to Mistress Dominique, then please place your paw on this inkpad and then in the "I agree" box. If this is not what you want then please mark your paw in the "I do not agree" box.
Sheila, who had enjoyed cleaning her tail right after enjoying her incredible orgasm, had only heard buzzing in her ears. But now suddenly she heard Mistress's voice right inside her ear. Sheila, my pet, please pay attention. Put your paw on the inkpad Miss Allison is holding and then place it on the form in the first square box. Remember, I promised you always have a choice, if you like your life thus far as my pet, put your paw in the first box, otherwise put it in the second.
Sheila had forgotten all about choices, she simply wanted to please her Mistress. And boy, did she want to please this lovely Miss! She lifted up her paw and Miss pushed a yucky pad against it, then she looked at the paper and had no clue what it said. But she did see some boxes, so she moved her paw to one of them. Sheila! Mistress's voice came sharp in her ear now. The other box is the one you want. And just like that Sheila moved her paw and signed her life over.
Sheila wanted nothing more than get her paw clean again, but the taste was terrible. Luckily Mistress came in with a wet tissue and she cleaned the worst of it. I'm so happy, Mistress said and she kissed Sheila on the cheek, this calls for a celebration! And she grabbed Allison with both her hands on the face, then planted a kiss on her lips. But she didn't pull away, instead she pushed her tongue into the stunned woman's mouth. Sheila heard a simple command in her ears, pleasure her.
The cat knew exactly what to do. She disappeared under the wide leather skirt and her agile tongue went straight for the pussy that was still damp from before. Allison gasped from the sensation, which allowed Mistress's tongue deeper in her mouth. And with one hand on a breast and one on her leather butt she was pulled into the kiss and with her senses overloading she simply gave in. She felt electric everywhere Mistress touched her and deep inside her pussy where the cat was eating her. She started riding against the cat's movements and pushing her own tongue into Mistress's mouth and her own hands on Mistress's leather hips.
She started sucking on the tongue that was already in her throat, her skin by now on fire. Then she came. She came in her pussy, squirting cum into the cat's eager face. She came in her throat, her own tongue, her breast and her butt. Everything was vibrating, everything was tingling, everything felt better than she ever felt before. Then she passed out.