Abaddon led Kuroka back into the pool and made sure that the soap was all washed away from her body.
"Meow …" She turned her head and looked at him imploringly.
"What? Do you want to reciprocate?"
"Meow," She nodded before meowing again.
"No need. I just feel like pampering my beautiful cat today," Abaddon said. "You don't need to think about reciprocation. Just look sexy and meow cutely for me."
"Meow~" Kuroka responded with conflicted emotions inside her. She was unwilling to be completely reduced to a pet.
"Let me do your hair now," he pulled her to sit in front again, and Kuroka wiggled her butt, pushing her hips against him as his cock was placed back in the original position. She slowly moved higher before lowering herself, repeating the process and stimulating Abaddon as he ran his fingers through her hair.
Abaddon spent the next few minutes in comfortable silence as he focused his efforts on cleaning Kuroka's hair.
"Do you want me to shampoo your fur as well?" Abaddon asked as Kuroka realized that he hadn't touched her ears a single time during the whole time he was lathering up her hair.
"Meow~" She let out a surprised meow and shook her head. She could feel that the fur on her ears was still perfectly dry.
"Of course, I pay attention to that sort of thing. I have bathed with Koneko many times," Abaddon's words never failed to invoke a reaction from Kuroka. He ignored her aggressive meowing and continued speaking, "How about an offer? I will allow you to sleep in as much as you want, and I won't even force you to take a bath for the next week. But you need to wear a much more restrictive bitchsuit for that duration. After that, I will free you from all restraints except the collar."
Kuroka went silent at his words before meowing at him.
"I know, I'm a kinky fucker. Now, do you want to do it or not?"
"Meoww …"
"What? Do you want me to take you out before I take things too far? I don't mind. I will use an illusion and take you out on a walk to the park if you really want."
Kuroka's subsequent meow was much more aggressive. She abhorred the idea.
"Then I'll sweeten the deal. I will spend much more time pampering you for the next week. So much so that Koneko will get angry that I'm spending so much time with you."
"Meow?" She gulped at him.
"Yes, I'll feed you myself as well. You can sit on my lap, and I will feed you from my plate. But it all comes with the condition that you agree to the extra restrictive bitchsuit."
After some thought, Kuroka nodded for nothing more than to be freed from the restraints that forced her to keep her legs folded. She had spent almost a week in that state, and it was horrible despite her enhanced devil physique.
Once Abaddon was done with Kuroka's hair, he washed the soap away, ensuring the fur on her ears didn't get wet. Once done, Kuroka meowed at him, and her tails came into his view, swishing around and shaking off droplets of water everywhere.
"I get it. Stop swishing them," Abaddon said, magically drying them off as well. "Now, come with me," he picked her up in his arms. "Time for your lotion massage so that your skin doesn't taste soapy anymore. Though it's going to be hard for you to lick your skin in the bitchsuit that I plan to put you in."
"Meow …" Kuroka tried to move away from him, but his grip was firm. He ignored her faked resistance and brought her to a massage table. Kuroka saw a pile of items on another table at the side. It included a few bottles of different lotions and a set of shiny black clothes. Looking at the extensive number of belts in that pile of leather clothing, she felt that she should've put more thought into her agreement.
'Are those mini padlocks?! Damn that Abaddon. He took advantage of my post-orgasm vulnerability to get me to agree to an unfair deal …'
Kuroka ignored the increasing wetness between her legs as certain images crossed her mind, coping by blaming everything on Abaddon.
Abaddon put her down on the table after magically drying her, "Now for the lotion. I'm going to do something special to it," as he grabbed one of the bottles, Kuroka meowed mischievously at him, showing an understanding expression.
"I'm not going to mix my semen in this lotion," He clarified. "I'd much rather give you an actual facial than such a roundabout thing."
He opened the bottle and poured some of the lotion directly onto her foot. She flinched at the cold sensation and realized that he meant to do something magical to the potion. That was when she remembered that she couldn't sense any magic around her due to the collar's suppression. It specifically focused on suppressing her Senjutsu and Youjutsu abilities since they were her specialty.
Abaddon held her foot and started the massage. Kuroka instantly mewled when he pressed his thumbs on her soles. She leaned back and put her arm across her face, closing her eyes to enjoy the massage while it lasted.
After a few minutes, Kuroka was in a half-asleep state as Abaddon's massage loosened up muscles she didn't even know that she possessed. Although he was still focusing on her legs, she felt that she would pass out, considering how comfortable she was feeling at the moment. For some reason, she felt that Abaddon was using a bit too much lotion, considering how sticky it felt, but she didn't focus on it as it didn't affect the pleasure of the massage.
Suddenly, Abaddon stopped the massage. Kuroka thought it would resume in a few seconds, but it didn't, making her concerned.
"Meow~?" She looked up at him lazily, only to see him holding one of the items from the table. It was a small unitard that seemed to be made of stretchable leather.
"I used a lot of lotion because that would make it easier for me to slip this on you. I could do it magically, but this way has its own appeal," he rectified her unasked query. While Kuroka was still conflicted about whether to resist or not, Abaddon grabbed her foot and raised it before slipping it through the opening in the leather unitard. It moved swiftly and in a way that before Kuroka realized it, both her legs were encased inside a black unitard that covered every part of her skin from her toes to her thighs. Abaddon left the rest of the suit in its place and looked at Kuroka.
"Turn around," he approached her and gave her breasts a gentle squeeze. "I'll do your back first."
"Meow …" She finally realized that she was supposed to resist.
"Be good, okay?" Abaddon ran his fingers through her hair. His eyes had a hypnotic effect that made Kuroka suppress the resistive thoughts.
'Damn it, I'm sure that he's using magic to hypnotize me …'
Despite her internal thoughts, she meowed weakly at him before turning around. Her tails were swishing around, betraying her inner excitement. No matter what, Kuroka was a pervert through and through, and the novel experience was exciting to her despite her outward resistance.
Abaddon pouted the lotion all over her back, making her shiver as the cold sensation left her feeling anticipatory. His first target was her ass. He squeezed her ass with both hands and made sure to spread the lotion around all over while also focusing on certain pressure points that would help loosen her glutes. Soon enough, he pushed his thumb close to her puckered hole.
"Meow!" Kuroka panicked.
"You know, for devils, somehow, none of you women have ever thought about anal," Abaddon shook his head, ignoring Kuroka's meowing. "Despite acting like a pervert through and through, you are also an inexperienced little kitten, aren't you, Kuroka?" He pressed his thumb on her hole, almost penetrating her ass, but not actually. He spent just enough time to make sure that the lotion thoroughly seeped into all crevices.
He then spent almost half an hour on her back. After crawling around for the entire week, her back was all sorts of tense. He made sure to sufficiently loosen her muscles up while spreading the lotion thoroughly all over her back.
He didn't turn her around and instead grabbed her arms, putting lotion on them as well. By the time he was done with her arms and back, Kuroka felt like she had melted into a puddle of water. She felt like her entire body had become as light as air.
Then, the sound of rubber stretching awoke her to reality. She felt Abaddon pulling the leather unitard higher before making her slip her arms through the opening at the front and pulling it all the way up to her shoulders. She felt that the sleeves ended in gloves that covered her hands as well. She tried to wiggle her fingers and felt her movements being slightly resisted by the material. As she examined the nature of the unitard, there was a light tug on her collar, the collar of the unitard was attached to her collar as well. Abaddon then moved the leather around multiple times to make sure that it was stuck to her body correctly. As she swished her tails, she realized that they were still uncovered and came out of an opening on the back of the outfit.
"Now you can turn around," He told her. "It's time for the best part."
Kuroka gulped apprehensively.
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