“Oh, Sam, you should have seen Detective Fisher's face when he spotted the wording upon that weakling’s chest.” I said out loud to my mutt of a puppy as I walked past him. “He was actually afraid to contaminate the scene, even though he should know by now I do not leave anything behind.” I scratched Sam’s head as I lowered into my chair.

           

“Meow… Meow…” Sheba lay at my feet, with her plump breast bouncing from her beautiful white body, rubbing my legs, begging for my attention. “I am so glad there are other freaks out there, besides me.”  I thought, “Oh, my beautiful Sheba,” I said, patting my lap. “Come on, did you miss me?” Sheba meowed again as she crawled up into my lap, slowly licking my cheek, then rubbing her head against my hand, as she slowly placed her naked wet pussy into my face.

           

SNIFF… “Mmmm my Sheba is so wet, you did miss me, didn’t you?” Sheba meowed again and slide her pussy against my lips. Licking my lips, I could feel my own moisture forming down below. It had been a long exciting night, I slapped Sheba’s ass, before standing up and dumping her from lap. “If you want attention, go to our room. You know the drill; it is against the rules to tease me.” Sheba meowed than ran to our open door, jumping onto the bed and meowing as she rolled to her back and began pawing at her wet pussy.

           

I snickered as I walked towards the open door, my own wetness was beginning to drip down my leg. “SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME” I frowned looking at Sheba’s wet pussy eager to taste her sweetness, but I had other issues to attend to first. “Do not make yourself cum Sheba, I will be right back my beautiful kitten.” 

I turned right and headed to the bedroom at the end of the hall. I sighed, knowing that dealing with this would make me hurt my Sheba, not that she didn’t like the pain I gave her, but still, it frustrated me.

 

There in the middle of a room was my torture chair, and in it was the muscular dickhead and abuser, Paul Ryan. His dose of morphine had worn off, and he was awake enough to realize he couldn’t move. I had to use a lot of medication and restraints on him, as his drug use made it almost impossible to sedate him.

           

“Well good morning you vile piece of shit,” I say as I grab a flogger from the wall and strike him across both his thighs just missing his engorged massive cock. None of the men admitted they enjoyed what I did to them, but their bodies told me otherwise. That’s what happened to me, I was told, even though it wasn’t entirely my fault, my body always told the truth.

           

“Please let me go, I won’t do it again, please I am begging you, let me go.” Paul Ryan begged. It was sad really. He already knew why he was here, I had told him three nights ago, when he first awoke in my chair. You see, Paul Ryan, besides being a hard-core drug user and juicer. He is also a serial abuser of women. And Paul Ryan happens to also be a smooth talker, he has yet to be convicted of any abuse, and his own victims fail to press charges. 

           

But that is where I come in. I do what our system won’t, and what others will not. I hand out rightful and according justice. In Paul Ryan’s case, he has been dealing with severe abuse for the last three days. Yet his final punishment will be more permanent; he will not hurt another woman, EVER.

           

“Please let me go, please, I swear I’ll never do it again. I will never touch another woman again, I swear.”  Paul Ryan’s face was black and blue, as well as the rest of his body. My technique is to break them before completely putting an end to their miserable lives, just as they do to their victims. SMACK… This time I caught his pulsing cock, and his screams filled the air, before passing out from the pain.

           

Shutting the door, I could finally hear Sheba crying for me from our bed. And I head straight for the room, slipping off my latex suit and stepping out of it nude as I walk through our bedroom door. There on the bed lay Sheba, she was sweating and biting her lip. I could see a small wet spot below her ass on the sheet. She hadn’t cum, not yet.

           

“Oh, such a sweet, good girl.” I commended her on her control, even though she had been playing since she came in here. Her control was perfect; she never came until I told her she could. Sheba opened her eyes, and her beautiful green eyes swam with desire. I couldn’t help myself, as I grabbed her by her ankles, pulling her to the foot of the bed, I slapped her white, luscious C cup breast, she arched her back, meowing, wanting more.

           

SMACK… SMACK… SMACK… Sheba cried out after each hit to her breast. She brought her other hand down and began playing with me. Her touch felt so good. “Owww. You naughty kitty.” I said, looking down as Sheba dug her claws across my pelvic bone, skin turning red with blood from the tiny cuts. I flipped Sheba, SMACK, my hand went across her ass as she pushed it up against my cock.

           

With her tail in her ass, I gladly thrusted my cock swiftly and deep into her wet hot pussy. Sheba cried out, as did I, as she dug her claws into my hips. Sheba loves it rough, as do I. I thrust into her again as I wrap my hand around her throat and pull her up and back against me and even deeper onto my hard cock.  As I begin to fuck my beautiful kitty hard, I can feel my own climax coming on, and Sheba has already begun begging me to allow her to cum.

           

“Oh No, not yet, you can’t cum yet my kitten.” I breathe heavily as I slam myself into her again. The harder I thrust, the tighter I grip her throat. I know if I keep going, she will explode all over me, even without permission. Sheba always cums so hard when she is about to pass out, she losses all control, just for me. 

           

My own climax is right there, I squeeze Sheba’s throat as I thrust into her pussy. “Cum now.” I groan as I cum. Sheba screams out, I can feel her pussy release her juices all over me, her and the bed. I let her go and she falls to the bed panting, laying there she looks so beautiful covered in sweat and cum. She crawls to me and cleans me, licking so slowly, teasing me again. SMACK… My hand connects to her ass, as I pull her head up by her hair.

           

“I told you about the teasing.” She meowed and smiled at me, before opening her mouth, and allowing my cock to slide deep down her throat. She is such a good girl. I hold her there, I can feel her gagging and gasping for air. The sound is so beautiful, but she doesn’t fight me. I slide my cock out allowing her to breath, before doing it again. It only takes a few more times before I am cumming again, and into her mouth. She takes every last drop. I stumble to the bathroom to clean up, amazingly, Sheba can clean herself. It is quite a sight to see her lick her own pussy clean.

           

After cleaning up, I collapse on the bed and feel Sheba curl up next to me, before falling fast asleep.