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Alex was doing a little bit of cleaning around the apartment; dusting, vacuuming and mopping the floor. Alex wasn’t a fan of mess, but she was a busy tigress, so whenever she had the free time to keep her place clean, she was more than happy to turn on some music, sing along to it, and clean as if she was in a movie-musical. 

Gripping the handle of the mop like a microphone stand as she pushed it across the tile floor, Alex belted her heart out to tunes in nothing but an oversized t-shirt. Her tail swished behind her calmly as she went from room to room and made sure that the floor was absolutely spotless. 

“I think of you every night and day

You took my heart then you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you

Can't break free from the things that you do

I wanna walk but I run back to you

That's why I hate myself for loving you

Ow! Uh.”

She slid on the floor, rocking the mop up and down as if it was a guitar when the song got to the guitar parts. 

After cleaning the floors, Alex went on to get the clothes out of the dryer and began folding them up and putting them in the dressers, her clothes went in hers, and her boyfriend’s clothes went in his. As she folded her boyfriend’s underwear and placed them neatly into his underwear drawer, she noticed a pink and black striped shopping bag placed neatly in the back of the drawer, seemingly intentionally hidden. She squinted at the bag and set aside the basket of fresh laundry. She reached forward and grabbed the bag from the drawer to give it a closer inspection. 

The paper bag was from a store called “Kinky’s”, the name of the store was printed in big and bold font on the folded bag. Alex furrowed her brow and tilted her head to the side. She stared at the bag for a bit, considering whether she should open the bag and find out what was inside or not. Biting down on her lower lip, her curiosity won and she opened up the bag and peeked inside, her squinted eyes widening back up as she looked. 

Inside the bag were a few things, all black, some matte but some shiny. Alex pulled out one of the black fabric items, holding a black bra in her hand. She snickered, put it back into the bag, and then pulled out one of the black things that had a bit of a shine to them. She pulled one of them out to reveal a pair of latex gloves. The bag was packed full of stuff, including a bra, a pair of boyshort panties, a pair of latex gloves, a pair of latex stockings, a latex military-style cap, and a riding crop. Everything was in black, a very classy looking outfit choice. 

Shaking her head, Alex giggled and then grinned wide. 

Alex’s boyfriend was at work and it was a few hours before he would be home. So, Alex finished up the rest of the household errands before taking a quick shower. 

After showering, Alex waited in the bedroom for her boyfriend to come home from work. While she waited, she stood in front of a mirror and put the contents of the pink and black striped Kinky’s shopping bag on. Panties first, then the latex stockings, the latex gloves, the black bra, and then the black cap. After getting into the outfit, Alex turned around as she looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled and chuckled while shaking her head. Lastly, she grabbed the shopping bag again and pulled out the last item that was in there, the riding crop. She held it in her hand and whipped it around a few times, causing it to rip through the air and make some noise. She then grinned at her reflection in the mirror and began chuckling almost madly. 

He put his key into the door, twisted, and pushed the door open to let himself inside. He slipped out of his coat and hung it up on the coat hanger that stood by the door before he kicked the door closed behind him and walked further into the apartment, “I’m home!” he said with an exhausted sigh at the end as he began lazily pulling at his tie to loosen it. 

Alex’s boyfriend was finally home. 

The tigress was in the bedroom, fumbling around with a chair and some rope that she had brought in from the storage closet in the other room. Her ears flickered when she heard him announce his arrival home and she almost jumped up. “Fuck, I’m not done yet!” She panicked, fumbling with the rope that she was looping around the chair’s legs and the backrest. After wrapping the rope around the legs of the chair, she left the remaining rope and on the floor and shouted a reply to him. 

“I’m in the bedroom!” Alex stood up in front of the chair, put her hands on the back of the chair and leaned on it a little as she waited for her boyfriend to follow her voice into the room. 

She shook her head a few times to get her hair over her shoulders and watched the bedroom door with excitement. 

Alex’s boyfriend snorted when he heard her voice. He shrugged his shoulders and started chuckling as he walked through the apartment and towards the hallway that led to the bedroom. He got to the door, twisted the knob, and pushed it open. 

As the door pushed open to reveal Alex leaning on the roped up chair in the gear she found in his underwear drawer, his jaw dropped and his eyes locked onto her and scanned her up and down. 

Alex chuckled when she saw him, her tail waved behind her slow and she raised a brow. 

“You never told me you were into femdom,” Alex purred. 

He gulped and opened his mouth to speak; however, nothing came out. 

Alex chuckled some more and tilted her head to the side, flicking the riding crop in her hand upward, “What’s wrong honey? Cat got your tongue?” 

Alex’s back curved as she leaned on the chair. Her orange fur that was highlighted with black stripes was incredibly alluring. She looked incredible in that outfit. The tigress’ boyfriend couldn’t peel his eyes off of her and for some reason, he couldn’t make words come out of his mouth to reply to her. 

Alex snickered and pushed herself up and off the chair, her hands falling to her hips right after she stood up straight. “C’mere,” she reached an arm out and gestured a hand toward herself, “Come sit here in your special chair!” She said excitedly. 

He gulped, nodded, and walked towards Alex and the chair that had ropes around it. 

Alex walked around to the front of the chair and patted the seat with a seductive smile. When her boyfriend walked over to stand in between her and the chair, she reached her hands up to grab hold of his shoulders and shoved him down into the chair. 

He almost yelped as his rear pressed with the seat, “Hhhaaa,” was all he was able to mutter as a shiver was sent down his spine. He had never seen Alex so aggressive and dominant before, and to say that he liked it very much would have been the grossest understatement. 

He gulped again and watched as his feline companion knelt down in front of him to grab the rope that she had prepped. His eyes followed her latex-gloved hands as they held the ends of the rope, wound it around his upper body and arms, and tied it securely to make sure that he wouldn’t be able to escape. (Not that he would ever want to anyway.)

Alex tugged one hand at the tied ends of the rope behind the chair where his arms were to make sure that it was secure. The rope wiggled very slightly, but not enough to allow her boyfriend to slip his arms free and that was good enough. Standing up, Alex dragged the riding crop along her boyfriend’s legs, from his sock-covered ankles all the way up to his slacks-clad inner thighs. 

Her boyfriend, with his slightly undone tie and half unbuttoned shirt, clenched his teeth and took in a deep and shaky breath as a result of her teasing. His black slacks were not the best at hiding his erections, and there was clearly one forming already, just from Alex tying him up! 

Alex pulled the riding crop away just as it crept around his bulge, and she turned on her heels to walk away from him. With each step she took, she made sure that her hips swayed and that her tail hovered similarly, close behind. She took about five slow steps before she stood next to the small coffee table that was off in the corner of the bedroom next to two single couch chairs. She then turned around to face her boyfriend and raised one knee up to rest it against the coffee table. 

She gripped the riding crop tight in her right hand and held it up, pressing and dragging the end of the riding crop against her bra. Her green eyes locked to her tied up boyfriend. 

Her boyfriend’s bulge grew and stretched out his pants. He gritted his teeth and let out a soft whine. His eyes went to her legs, her tattoo as it peeked out from the waistband of her panties before they locked with her mesmerizing greens.  He sat still, tied to the chair and groaning and moaning softly under his breath. Just looking at Alex in that outfit he bought her made him extremely aroused. 

“God you make me horny,” he finally said, shivering and grinning as he did so. 

Alex raised her brow and grinned, her pearly white teeth and sharp fangs showing. “Now, now, that’s no way to talk to your mistress…” Alex whipped the riding crop through the air, the whipping noise caused her boyfriend’s ears to flicker and fold against his head. 

“Y-Yes, mistress,” her boyfriend gulped again, his bulged-out pants looking prime to start tearing to make more room for that cock. 

Alex brought the riding crop to her chest and dragged it along the top of her bra again, “Good, very good… Now let’s have some fun.” The tigress let out a growl.

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September 2019 Pinup and Story

Suggested by Wyatt Russell 

Art by Reaper3D