So, I moved up behind her glorious ass and took the small wispy lash that she handed me and proceeded to whip her up really good. After several minutes of that she said that I now needed to take her ass to emphasize the lessons that she was getting from me. So I looked down and there was a small bottle apparently of thick lube and I poured out a generous amount on to my hands, spread some on her sore behind and then anointed my dick and her anus in anticipation of my entry into the ‘back country.’
She whispered to me,” that is okay, just plow right in!”
I had no idea that a girl of that age could handle that, but my medium sized tool worked right up into the intended tunnel, to her and my surprise and pleasure, and soon enough I emptied right up into her bowels. With that she motioned for me to release her.
As she redressed to leave, I quietly queried her on what the usual donation was. Without looking at me, she mentioned a hundred dollars. I reasoned that I doubted that Fred had been so generous, but that I would be and told her so. She smiled and I handed over the bills and she notified me that Alice would be by in a couple of days. And that Alice was a very different kind of ‘animal’ as I would find out. With that she said that she would tell anyone that inquired of her presence that she was auditioning to do the mowing, which she would actually like to do if I accepted her in doing it.
After she left and I answered Ashley’s inquiry by saying that I had been walking the neighborhood to familiarize myself with it, but then Ashley asked me about the young girl that was leaving the rear of the house. I just said that she was asking about mowing our lawn and that I thought that I might let her do it. It is good to let young ones learn about laboring for money, I averred. Ashley decided with the production of a slightly tilted head to leave that alone and move on to other things.
With the house now in order to Ashley’s standards, at least all of the house that she knew about, she decided to take care of several of her regulars on Thursday starting at eight in the morning. I figured that there would be no “boom, boom’ this night and so decided to find some things of my own to bury myself into. So, since this house was evidently meant to be a very secretive cipher, I decided to try to solve some of its mysteries. They would be many, I thought, since there was a number of unaccounted for spaces in the arrangement of the rooms. So, I went down to the surveyor’s office to find out what they knew and they directed me to a little known office in the City Hall devoted to keeping records of construction in the city. It had records going back to the beginning of this city for all the buildings that were built with a permit. The premise of a necessary permit in-creased as the years went by and the penalties for ignoring that mounted up.
There was a newspaper account a number of years ago, where a citizen tried to circumvent the law by building around and unbuilding inside of an old house to avoid the taxes and regulations surrounding new construction. When the code enforcement officer caught on to this, they closed off the building of it without even a roof over it for the summer. In the fall they relented and let the guy roof it and seal it up, but would not let him finish it up nor live in it for fifteen years, evidently as an example to others who might try this artifice. He gave a big party when it was finished and he moved right in, when he retired. Probably the intention of the city authorities to allow that at his retirement all along.
So, as I scanned over the plans that were on file for my mansion I noticed that they went back many years in several versions as the building was originally built and then remodeled various times by the sequence of owners (all relatives of mine) and by several companies at any one time. So, the modern and latest plans were probably inaccurate and incomplete, a testament to some of the remodeling companies going out of business before filing their amended plans. But, I got the latest full plans and paid a modest fee to get my own copies of them
When I got them home, I placed them on my desk in one of the bedrooms that I had coopted for my office use. In it I had a variety of business machines to accommodate almost any project that I could imagine. After scanning them for a while, I went outside with a long tape measure to try to make some sense out of the various additions to the building that were not reflected in the interior spaces that I could find. As I was doing this a small blond girl, who must have been about sixteen, came up behind me and almost had me empty my bladder into my pants with, “Say, Mister, can I help you with that?”
When I came to myself, I turned around and saw her. She was as described and the requisite very cute, too. I guessed it had to be Alice. And it was. I nodded that I would be happy to accept whatever revelations that she would share about hidden spaces. Right off the top of her head she asserted that Uncle Fred had appraised her of at least twelve hidden spaces of various sizes and purposes were built into the house and that many of them were connected to each other. She didn’t know of where the others were but she volunteered to reshow me the one that I already knew of. I though hungry from no lunch, could think of nothing that I would rather do, so let her trip the door mechanism and then we together enter-ed the secret sexy place.
As soon as we entered, she shed her clothing, a process that I was getting used to of female visitors to this private domain and then she took on the aspect of an animal, a cat as I was about to discover. She crawled around the room on her knees and nosed around the various features in cat like curiosity. She even nosed up to the stocks by the bed and seemed to recognize that Ramona (first time that I had heard her name) had been there.
She then moved back to the bureau and opened the bottom drawer with her mouth. From within, she brought out a thing that looked all the world like a butt plug with a tail on it. She then put the plug up to her mouth and hissed at it and then reached back and installed it up her ass to give her a feline type of tail. With that I decided to get into the act and took a ball of twine, undoubtedly left by my uncle and began to roll it out to her.
She batted at it and hissed at it and rolled on to her back and bounced it around her tits and belly and then tossed it away. With that she came over to me now comfortable in my overstuffed chair and backed up and peed right on to my shoes. That got my attention. And then she rushed still on her knees right across the room and brought back a towel in her teeth that had fallen on to the floor for me to clean up the mess. With this she sauntered over to the middle of the room and laying on her back began to tongue wash all of her body that she could reach.
When I finished cleaning my shoes off and sopping up the urine from my rug, she crawled up onto my lap, evidently for me to finish cleaning off her body with my tongue, which I did oblige her with. She then laid back on her back across my lap and the arms of the chair to stretch out her arms and legs, just like a kitten might do, all the while looking directly up into my eyes. When I rubbed her belly, she meowed, but if my hands strayed too close to her nether regions, she hissed at me.
After relaxing for a bit on my lap, she moved back down to the floor and with her butt towards me meowed and spit at me to get my attentions. She wiggled her butt at me and started for behind the couch that was moved out a bit from the wall. She kept looking back at me and meowing.
I finally got it, she wanted me to make kittens in her in the ‘behind the couch’ privacy, so I dropped my trousers and crawled to behind the couch to be with her. I nosed her pussy until it began to leak her kittenish cum and then mounted her back with my teeth chewing the back of her neck and I then proceeded to fuck her pussy until I splattered my tom cat cum up into her kitten making zone.
With that she circled around and nosed my cock and then meowed again, evidently wanting a repeat. So with her body now aimed in the opposite direction, I again mounted her and directly entered her again and rushed to empty into her again. After that she shrugged me off and moved to the front of the couch where she again busied herself with cleaning all off the places that she could reach.
After that and with her having redressed, she leaned up to my chin and pulled my mouth down to give it a firm and pleasant kissing and then led me out the door into the late afternoon sun. As she prepared to leave, she said, “I will be a different animal next time,” smiled and then waltzed away to whatever she had planned for the day. No mention of a contribution and when asked the next time about it, she remarked, “Kitty cats don’t get paid to mate!”
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