by Kaylee Kane
The man frowned. “I cannot do that, Miss Katrine. Mr. Xavior insists that you keep it. I cannot bring it back to him.”
I saw the devastated look in his eyes and sighed in resignation. What if Xavior decided to take his life just because he failed to deliver his task? That’s right. I couldn’t waste another soul for him anymore. “Alright,” I said, slumped. “You may leave now.”
Both Cecily and I watched the man until he disappeared in a black car out of the carpark. Then, Cecily turned to me, “This is amazing, Kat! Remember you told me you were looking to buy a second-hand car? Wish granted now!”
I squeezed the bridge of my nose and studied the exterior of the car. It was a beautiful ride, probably cost more than I could ever make in my whole life. “I have to admit this is a beast!”
I momentarily thought of the girth of Xavior’s dick and blushed. My body squirmed in excitement. Did Xavior just fucking gift me a fucking beast of a car? Why would he do that?
“Oh Katrine, you are so lucky! If I were you, I would throw myself at him,” said Cecily as she went around inspecting the car. She looked way more excited than me.
“I just can’t believe it. Why would he do that? How do I know this is not setup? Maybe there is a bomb in the car?” By the time I finished, Cecily already jumped into the passenger seat.
“If there was a bomb, we would already know. Come on, are you going to just stand there or gonna take us for a swing at the town?” said Cecily.
A sigh escaped from my chest as I pulled out my phone to check the time. “No, I can’t,” I said sadly, “I have to go to the lab soon.”
Cecily rolled her eyes. “Just tell your boss that you’re not going in today. You have better things to do, Katrine. Why do you want to waste your life slaving away when you are about to become some supervillain’s sugar baby?”
I sighed again.
“Look, Kat. Have you ever truly enjoyed your life? Like really do things that make you really happy?”
I pondered for a bit and my mind drew a blank.
“No! You didn’t! You’re not young anymore, Kat. It’s time to live according to your terms instead of slaving away for people who don’t give a fucking damn if you drop dead tomorrow for working too hard.”
I hated how much Cecily was right. “You know what, Cecily. You could be a goddamn motivational speaker.” My fingers were already tapping on the screen telling my faculty dean I wouldn’t be turning up later due to…flu?
The keys clanked soundly when I swirled them around my fingers and jumped onto the driver seat. I ran my fingers over the smooth glistening surface of the logo on the steering wheel.
“This is just so beautiful.”
“Are you still thinking twice about being Xavior’s sugar baby?”
“What do you mean?”
“If I were you, I would straight away meet him tonight and thank him for the gift.”
“If we both survive the bomb–”
“Knock it off, Kat. There is no bomb. We would have died if he were to set us up. Stop being so paranoid.”
I let out a sigh and stuck the key into the car. The engine roared to life as well as the exhilaration I felt in my blood.
7
Cecily was right about living your life to the fullest. Accomplishing my life’s resolutions, doing things I had always wanted to do, checking my bucket lists.
Today, I did too crazy things I never thought I would ever do in my life. First of all, I got a sports car as a present from Xavior. A fucking sports car. For someone who had never had a car in her life, I was stoked.
Second of all, I got my first warning letter from the faculty. I took a sip of the red wine as I read the letter aloud to Pussy. When I finished, Pussy meowed at me.
“I know right, Pussy? How dare that old man give me a warning letter when he barely paid me the minimum wage?” I snarled and burst into a peal of laughter as I squashed the paper into a ball and chucked it into the trash bin.
The bin was filling up again. Some unwashed dishes were already piling up in the sink again. The smell of lavender was long gone, replaced by overnight food.
The early signs before my apartment were transforming back to its original state. The telltale sign that my life was spiraling downwards.
I couldn’t really be bothered by it in the scheme of things. At least my student loan had been paid off, so if I were laid off, I could just sell the car, right?
My mind was everywhere. I tugged my hair and slumped on the table and contemplated resigning and focusing on my vigilante career. That was my dream, the only thing I wanted to do.
Cecily was right again when she said I wasn’t young anymore. I should live my life to the fullest and do the things I really wanted to.
I opened my emails and scrolled past the one thousand and fifty emails I left unread. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and deleted all the emails in one click.
“That’s it, Dr. Katrine, time to reclaim the life you have always wanted,” I said to myself. Pussy meowed in agreement.
I patted my kitty and wrote my resignation letter, with the subject line ‘Sorry for your loss’ and the body of the email only written ‘It’s me. I’m quitting. Not coming in tomorrow.’
When I clicked ‘Send’, I felt a burden lifted from my chest. I was supposed to start worrying about my next month’s rental but I wasn’t at all bothered. In fact, I felt like a big accomplishment. Felt like myself again finally.
Shutting down my laptop and putting it away for good, I went to fetch some milk and poured it on kitty’s plate. I turned around and looked out at the night sky through the window.
Did I do the right thing? They say you will know if you have done the right thing if you feel great about yourself after that. I felt above the clouds, but really, did I do the right thing?
My mind went to Xavior and his dick again. My pussy got wet just thinking about him. My body squirmed I wasn’t sure if it was just the bluster of wind or it was me.
I felt a sudden longing for him. Maybe I should go and drop by his house again tonight? After all, I had nothing to do tomorrow and for the rest of my life until I get a new job. Well, if I become his, I didn’t even have to.
My pussy already clenched with desire. Dropping by Xavior’s house to thank him for the car wasn’t really a bad idea. I smiled to myself and jumped into the shower.
Closing my eyes, I let the warm water rain over my face and body, soaking me up. Maybe that way I could clear up my murky mind. I was never so wrong.
The more I tried to purge Xavior’s image out of my head, the more he jumped into my mind. The way his body thrust against mine as he rammed his beast of a dick into my tight pussy.
The thought made my pussy cringe. Suddenly the shower became too hot, it was unbearable. I moaned as my fingers traveled down south in search of my sensitive spot. My clit was already slippery with my own juice before my hand started running in circles on it.
I groaned and held onto the wall for support with my free hand. Slightly bending over so that I had a better angle to thrust my fingers in. Fingers, all three of them, to mimic the girth of Xavior’s gigantic dick. Oh gosh.
“Oh yes, Xavior. Fuck me harder!” I groaned as the mental pictures of him fucking me hard flounced in my head. “Oh yes, this is so good.” My fingers were already slick with my juice. My pussy throbbing and tender, longing for more.
I thrust myself harder and faster, my pussy fully stretched by myself. Still not enough. I wanted something bigger. Something Xavior.
My mind went a little naughty. What if Xavior and Trixter together? I gulped as excitement burned in my core.
I thrust three fingers from my free hand into my mouth and started sucking it, imagining myself sucking on Trixter’s hung dick.
My other hand was still thrusting my own pussy. The pleasure was getting unbearable, driving me to the edge.
I thrust myself harder and faster, from both en
ds. I closed my eyes to soak in the pleasure as both my openings were stretched so sweetly.
Excitement sizzled through my spine. I screamed as my fingers slid up and down with urgency, grazing through the pulsing muscles of my cunt.
My voice came out muffled and I almost choked myself. Saliva dribbling from the corners of my mouth and quickly washed off by the pouring hot water.
Steam filled the room. Heat engulfed me I wasn’t sure if it was me or from the shower. Excitement surged through my veins and I exploded.
Pulling both hands out of myself, I pressed onto the wall for balance as I exploded, hot cum burst out of my cunt as my knees shook.
Stars burst in my eyes as I gasped heavily for air. Pushing out of the bathrobe, I grabbed my towel and buried my face in it. I collapsed onto my bed and caught my breath.
When I lifted my head, I was looking into the mirror at my wet blushed face. Katrine oh Katrine, how filthy could you be? But that was fun, wasn’t it?
I smiled sheepishly to myself and went to grab my catsuit. Tonight, the Mysterious Kitty shall rise again.
8
Irony was driving a flash car but couldn’t afford to refill the gas. I thought of hailing a cab, but that wasn’t a very economical choice for someone who just declared unemployment.
The weather was pleasant, which was expected for a summer night, for driving a convertible. The warm blustering wind blew my hair, making them dance along like silk ribbons.
Wrapped in my trench coat, I looked overdressed in the streets full of people in tees and shorts. Even at ten, the streets still bustled with people getting out and about.
With the music blasting through the speakers, people turned their heads when I sped past, checking out who was the hot chick in the sexy beast.
For the first time, people paid attention to me when I wasn’t wearing my Mysterious Kitty guise. It felt great to be celebrated once in a while for who you truly were rather than the mask you were wearing.
The thoughts of the innocent victims of Xavior’s deed sprang into my head, gnawing me with guilt. A heavy sigh escaped from my chest. What to do now? When I already fell six feet deep in love with him?
I pulled up at the red light and the elderly couple next to me gave me a thumbs-up. I waved back at them and let my mind wander and wherever it went, it always went back to Xavior’s hot bad.
My whole body cringed just thinking about him. The new panties that I just put on got wet again, my pussy screaming for attention.
I closed my eyes and gulped back my feelings. Be sensible, alright? I told myself. Don’t let your lust cloud your judgment. Xavior was still a bad guy–
A scream burst into my reverie. My vigilante instinct came alive. I snapped to attention and looked around to search for the source of the voice.
Shadows flashed in the back lane between the two buildings. My heart beat hard against my chest when the honk coming from behind the car made me jump in my seat.
I looked up and the light already turned to green. My Mysterious Kitty senses were already tingling in my body. Fuck it, I stamped onto the pedal and swung the wheel to the right.
I needed to do something. It’s what I do.
The young lady’s pale face turned green as the bigger man approached her with a lewd smile. She looked in her thirties and wore a pastel blue dress. He’s got her handbag and now going through her stuff.
He’s found her purse and grabbed all the money. He had a thick unkempt bush and wore baggy clothes that made him look like he hadn’t had a shower in a year. Now he’s pocketed his finds, he chucked the bag out and cornered his pleading victim.
“Please don’t hurt me, you got what you want,” the lady whimpered.
He glanced at his prey up and down, then his hand reached out for her.
“Stop right there, villain!” I shouted.
All eyes turned to me. I stood tall with my fists on my waist, fully clothed in my Mysterious Kitty guise, all ready for action. It didn’t really help when my panties were soaked and my skin sticking to the rubbery leather.
“Oh gosh, the Mysterious Kitty!” squealed the lady. She wiped her eyes and smiled.
The man glanced at me up and down and bared his crooked teeth for a lewd smile. “Oh hello there pussycat! It’s an honor to see you in real life. Wanna join the party. I can handle two.”
“I want you to return the lady’s possessions and apologize to her or I will not pull my punches,” I said in a no-nonsense tone.
The man sniggered, “Really? What are you gonna do? Spank me? Where’s your whip? Or do you want to see my whip?”
I rolled my eyes and sighed, “Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Rolling my shoulders, I lunged at the man, ready to punch him in the face. That sneaky bastard was apparently agiler, he sidestepped and I missed him by inches.
Being on my six-inch stiletto, I was considerably agile to not tumble and fall flat on my face. Muttering a silent thanks to this youthful body, I spun around and was ready to kick his ass.
“Watch out!” the lady screamed behind me.
Before I knew it, the man whipped out a gun and pulled his trigger at me. A loud bang rang in my ears as insane pain burst into my thigh.
A cry tore from my lips as I bent over and cupped my wound with my hand. Fuck! My hand was slick with blood and the pain paralyzed me.
A smirk quirked up the man’s lips as he approached me and grabbed me by the hair to tilt my chin up to face him. Losing my balance, I fell on my knees, facing the man with my face just right level with his crotch. How wonderful! “What about now, pussycat? No more actions already? Do you really think you’re a superheroine? Saving the world and shit?”
Fear raced through my heart. Pain stung me in the thigh, I was powerless. When a civilian needed help, the Mysterious Kitty would be there for them. What about when the Mysterious Kitty was in trouble? Who was there for her?
“Let me teach you a lesson on humility tonight,” said the man. His body odor stung my nose, especially when he dug his hand into his pants and flapped out a flaccid one.
“Come on, suck it, you bitch,” he said as he pushed my head towards his dick. I wasn’t even sure if the stink came from the dumpster just right around the corner of his junk.
I pursed my lips and fought with the remains of my energy. What was more humiliating than that?
Suddenly, the man staggered back. Another silhouette appeared behind the man and dragged him into the shadow. The next thing, I heard punches and the man’s cries.
“Are you alright, Mysterious Kitty?” the lady remerged and helped me to my feet. “Thank you so much for your help. Do you want me to call the ambulance for you?”
I straightened up myself and smiled at her. “No, it’s alright. Pick up your belongings and get out of here as soon as possible. I will handle the rest.”
“You sure you will be alright?” she asked, concerned.
“Yes, thank you.” I was more intrigued by my brooding savior. From where I stood, I peered into the dark when the lady scrambled to pick up her bag and scurried out of the alley.
“Hey!” I called into the shadow.
A large figure materialized. His outfit was much of muchness to mine, glistening black leather. Except he was wearing some heavy combat boots instead of heels.
His black mask covered his face. I could only see his ocean blue eyes that pierced right into my soul. My body squirmed at the thought of Xavior’s eyes. He was as large as Xavior. His shoulders were protectively broad, emphasized by his black cloak.
My mouth went dry when I realized I had been staring at him for a full minute.
“Hey, um, thank you for saving my life,” I said, racking my brain to remember who he was.
“Don’t mention it. Sometimes we are always there for others, we forget that we need someone for ourselves too,” said the mysterious figure, his voice was deep and sweet as sugar, everything that reminded me o
f Xavior.
My eyes wandered down south at the package poking through the tight outfit. My pussy throbbed in attention, screaming to be used.
Oh, holy fuck, why did I have the sex drive of a hormone-raging teenager? It was not like I was deprived of sex or anything. I was just crazy about it.
It didn’t help that everything about my savior, my dream man reminded me of Xavior. What if he turned out to be Xavior? One thing for sure. Xavior was a far cry from being a superhero.
I straightened up myself, fighting to maintain Mysterious Kitty’s image even though I was that close to sucking some petty criminal’s dick. The pain pricked me and I groaned in agony.