Good Girl, Tabby: Using My Catgirl, #3

By Eldin Vespa

[Erotica short] - Tabitha, my full-time kink-play partner, is forced to abandon her cat girl playtime as my parents visit our apartment for the weekend. Tabby, being the naughty kitty she is, doesn't stop teasing me the entire time they visit, whilst simultaneously charming my parents with her generosity, kindness and beauty. The only reason she agreed to pretend to be 'normal' for the weekend, was the promise of a huge reward from me... I just hope the reward I have in mind is huge enough to make her purr...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Golden Chateau Publishing
• Release date: Apr 10, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224523467

Eldin Vespa

Eldin was born in Marseille, France to an English mother and an Italian father. Growing up, he's always had a fascination with the 'hidden' side of life, the parts nobody talks about, and when he retired from his career as a journalist in France, he decided to try his hand at writing erotica, a decision he's not regretted for one moment.

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Chapter 1

Over Easter break, I had a call with my parents; they told me how they’d love to come and spend a few days with me as a vacation. Without thinking I offered them my guest-room, and it was only when I ended the call that I looked over at Tabby, lapping at her almond milk in her bowl that my heart sank. We would have to be ‘out of dynamic’ for the duration of my parents visit. The sexual play would have to be paused until they left.

I had to approach the topic with Tabby very carefully - she loves our playtimes, and loves that her life revolves around her being my sexual pet. So the opportunity of dressing normally and behaving normally daunted her. We sat down and had an honest conversation, one-to-one.

You know I love our playtime, right? I said.

Of course, Tabby replied. I’ve never questioned it for a moment.

Even when you’re being a bad kitty, I said, smirking.

It’s all part of our play, she said.

Well, my parents are coming to stay, I said, and her face dropped. She sensed what was coming. So, we’re going to have to spend three days pretending to be normal.

But we’re not normal, baby, she said, rubbing my knee.

I know, sweetie, I replied, but I think a BDSM pet and master dynamic might be a little above what my parents are capable of understanding.

She pressed her lips together and nodded slowly.

I’ll tell you what, I said,