Cat On Show - Giantess Trampling and Ass Smothering - Making Ken her slave
The Cat's Punishment
Ken's Transgression
In the dimly-lit room, a towering figure caught Ken's attention. His mistress, the Cat, was towering over him, her fur glistening in the soft light. He swallowed nervously, his heart racing as he realized what he had done. Instead of cleaning up after her, he had been indulging in his foot fetish porn.
Ken couldn't help but glance up at the Cat's magnificent form, taking in her size and power. She was the epitome of a giantess, her every movement sending shockwaves through the room. Her eyes narrowed, and he could feel the weight of her gaze on him.
The Foot Trample
Without warning, the Cat descended upon him. Her massive feet came crashing down on the floor, sending shockwaves through Ken's body. He gasped for air as she stomped towards him, her painted toes leaving vibrant trails in her wake.
Before he could react, she was standing over him, her towering form casting him in shadow. He felt himself trembling beneath her, his entire world reduced to the sight of those massive feet. With a wicked grin, she reached down and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him up to meet her eyes.
The Ass Smother
"You want to feel my giant foot in your face?" she growled, her voice deep and menacing. Ken could only nod, too afraid to speak. With a sneer, she lifted him off the ground, his tiny body dangling helplessly in the air.
She pulled him close, his face just inches from her massive ass. He could feel the warmth radiating off of it, the musky scent filling his nostrils. And then, without warning, she sat down—on his face.
Her weight forced the air from his lungs, and he felt himself being crushed beneath her. He could feel every inch of her ass pressed against his face, her cheeks squishing his head like a grape. She leaned forward, grinding her hips into him, her ass cheeks slapping against his face in a rhythmic motion.
The Face Squish
Tears streamed down Ken's face as he struggled to breathe beneath her. His vision was reduced to the sight of her painted toes wiggling in front of him, the soft fabric of her skirt brushing against his nose. He could feel her ass cheeks squeezing the life out of him, her immense strength holding him in place.
With a wicked grin, the Cat leaned back, her ass lifting off of his face for a moment before slamming back down. The impact sent shockwaves through his body, his bones rattling with each thunderous crash. She laughed, a deep, throaty sound that vibrated through him.
The Ass Grind
Ken was powerless to resist, his body forced to move in tandem with hers. He felt her ass cheeks grinding against his face, the rough texture of her fur scraping against his skin. He could feel her heat, her power, her absolute dominance.
As she ground her hips into him, she leaned forward, her weight pressing down on him. He could feel her breath on his neck, her warmth enveloping him. She was everything he'd ever wanted, and he was completely helpless under her control.
The Ass Smell
With a final thrust, the Cat pulled her ass back, lifting her weight off of Ken's face. He gasped for air, his lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. Slowly, she lowered herself onto his lap, her ass pressing against his face once more.
She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest as she lowered herself onto him. Her ass cheeks pressed against his face, her scent filling his nostrils. It was a mix of musk and sweat, hot and intoxicating. He couldn't help but inhale deeply, taking in every last bit of her.
The Full Face Reveal
With a sultry smile, the Cat leaned back, her full face finally revealed to Ken. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of lust and power, and he couldn't help but feel drawn to her. She was everything he'd ever wanted, and she was all his.
Slowly, she lifted herself off of him, her ass still hovering in the air. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his cheeks as she lowered herself back onto the floor. With a wink, she reached down and pulled him up to his feet, her grip firm yet gentle.
As they stood there, faces inches apart, Ken couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The Cat was everything he'd ever dreamed of, and she was his. He couldn't wait to see what she would do next.
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