Chapter 9
The morning after the convention, Kat could sleep in. Frank had given her the day off, as she worked the whole weekend, even if it did not feel like work.
She did not need to worry about editing the pictures, as the organizers had a whole team of people responsible for it, they just needed photographers to walk the floors and it is cheaper to hire outside help.
So when Kathrine finally woke up at around nine, she did not try to escape her girlfriend, but instead carefully removed her hands from her own breasts before she shimmied down and started to play with her pierced tits instead.
“Hmmm. Morning Kitten. Wanted to play with something today huh?”
“Morning Foxy. Needed something to do while you hold me hostage, and your pussy is still sore right?”
“Yeah. How late is it?”
“Around nine.”
“No work today?”
“Nope, have already uploaded the pictures yesterday as you were distracted, and Frank has given me the day off for working the weekend. We have all day to play.”
“Nice. But first, I think we should clean our noses. We don't want to get an infection there.”
"Five more minutes? If you are careful you can also play with my breasts, I think the bruises are finally going away.”
They spend the next half an hour just playing with each other's bodies.
Finally getting up, they went to the bathroom, cleaned up, and looked after their new piercings, making sure there was no problem with the tunnels now firmly in their septums.
They were preparing breakfast, as Kat suddenly asked,
“Hey vixen, where did you get my collar?”
“I bought it at a small stand of some old crafter at a convention. Why”
“Well, I thought…”
“Out with it, Kitten, I already know I will like it.”
“Well, I first thought about getting a replacement, for when this one breaks someday from the constant use, but then I thought, maybe we can find you a collar, that …”
“Ohh, my kitten wants me to also wear a collar. You are too sweet. Does that mean we are officially together now?”
“I uhmm… well”
“I would love to get my own collar. It has to be tasteful, but I definitely want one. Well, I will have to look for the seller, but I think I know where to start. It can take a few weeks to track down.”
“Really? Foxy I … Ahhh.”
“Uhu!”
And with that, Kathrine threw herself forward to give Foxy a kiss, but instead of meeting their lips, she bumped their noses together.
After nursing their sore noses, the two took care of the clothes they had worn on the trip, before returning to the living room, where Kat took a nap with her head in Foxy’s lap, and she scrolled on her phone while petting her.
In the afternoon, they went on a walk and Kat nearly walked right into a street lamp, when Foxy joked about taking her out and that she should not forget the leash.
That earned her a mean look followed immediately by an innocent smile that sent her alarm bells running.
“Do you really want to play the game of who can think of the meaner prank? I mean, look at you. You can already walk normally again after the weekend you had…”
“That is playing dirty, Kitten.”
“Who do you think is my role model?”
“I think we should get you some nice ice, before returning home.”
“Ice cream?”
“Yes Kitten, you can get some ice cream.”
Getting her kitten some ice to distract her was harder than she thought. All the shops near them were closed, and they had to walk for twenty minutes to finally find an open one.
"Ok, Kitten, am I forgiven?”
“Why would I have to forgive you? If you were to try and take me on a walk, I would just make sure to hold your leash first. Problem solved."
“But … what… You little… And why the hell did I have to buy you ice cream?”
“I mean, it was nice and all, but it was your idea. I never said anything about wanting some…”
It was at that moment that Foxy realized she had been played.
“Haaa. Fine, Kitten, you win this round, let's go home to prevent you from thinking up more mischief."
“That is mean! I would never think about mischief.”
“You still have some ice cream on your nose…”
The rest of the way home was spent with light banter.
Back home, they lazed around and just had a nice time together before eating a bit and going to bed.
“Hey Kitten, wanna watch this romance movie?”
“Nahh.”
“What, not interested in marriage?”
“Not really. I mean, why bother spending tens of thousands on an overinflated party where the guests hate the clothing just as much as you do, and are forced to buy gifts that you either don't want to use or have too many duplicates of? The only real benefit of a marriage is in taxes for one person.”
“Don’t you want to someday marry someone?”
“Don't really care, at the end it is just a piece of paper that tells you that you have to live with someone and share your money. I could get the same without the huge expense of the overprized party and instead invest in something meaningful, like the stock market or a house.”
“That is cold Kat. I can totally see your point after that description, but it is still a brutal description. I almost don't want to know, but how would you describe a married couple who live together?”
“Roomates with benefits and shared assets?”
That caused Foxy to choke.
“What about you Foxy?”
“I don't think I'm wife material, Kitten.”
“Yeah, I can see that. You need someone who can prevent you from doing so many dumb things, while also able to force you to behave."
“Hey!”
“What? I’m just telling the truth.”
“You could have phrased it nicer.”
“Would change nothing with the facts.”
They spend the next few minutes comfortably silent. Kat enjoyed her pats while Foxy scrolled though the menu, looking for something to watch.
“Comeon Kitten, it's getting late and you need to get up early tomorrow.”
"Don't wanna. Comfy.”
“Come on, you will get a sore back, and we still have to clean our piercings.”
Her only response was Kat burying her face in her lap.
“Hey! That is my role. You are the early riser and I am the lazy one.”
Her only response was a lazy look, followed by closed eyes.
Foxy spent the next ten minutes convincing Kat to get ready for bed. She finally managed it by mentioning she would not buy her any more ice cream, as that was probably the cause for her laziness.
The unamused look that comment earned her reminded her strongly of the fact that she was still sore.
The next morning began with the return of their normal routine.
Kathrine got up early to get ready for work.
She went to the bathroom, using the toilet, brushing her teeth and cleaning her new piercing, before she got dressed.
That day she wore her tailplug, collar and cat ears together with a sweater, her harness with the removable cups, panties, socks, jeans and shoes. All in muted colors.
For breakfast she ate just a granola bar and some juice, before leaving the house.
As she arrived at the office, she saw that it was in an even bigger mess than usual.
"Hey guys!"
“Oh Kat, good morning.”
“Morning Kat.”
“What happened here? It looks like Foxy went and chased a tornado in here?”
“We are finally moving. Did July not inform you?”
“No…”
“An explanation if you please, July?”
“I must have forgotten to tell her. I’m sorry Kathrine.”
“So, what happens now?”
“We can always use your help. You can help July packing all the stuff in boxes, while we wait for the Van to show up. Then you can help me stack them in the back, while our miss forgetful can bring them out of the old office.”
“What about the new one, where is the new office?”
“It’s at XXXXXXXXX. You can follow me in your car, when I drive the van there, and July can drive our car. This should be the last load, and the owner is also already informed.”
They spend most of the day doing just that. Kat helped load the van, while July brought her the boxes.
When they were done and had also done one last check to make sure they had not forgotten anything, they drove to the new location.
The new place was a nice house on the outskirts of town, where they had much more space. It was from the looks of a one family house with a small garden in the back and three parking spaces in front plus an additional garage. Going inside, it looked like a normal house, not an office space, the rooms were nice, and the bathroom not only had a shower, but a bathtub as well. The kitchen was spacious, while the backroom was more like a living room with a glass wall that looked over the garden.
Kat could not stop to wonder about the odd choice for an office and asked.
“Why does the house look like a family home? I get that you want more space, and the bigger kitchen is nice to make something for your breaks, but a big bathroom with a bathtub? I get the feeling you bought a normal house and just replaced a few of the bedrooms with offices.”
“That is what we did. A friend of mine works for a real estate company, and they had this house sitting in their catalogue but they could not sell it because we are officially in an industrial district and as such the house can't be classified as livable. When I mentioned that I am looking for a new office, he mentioned this. It has all the space we could need, plus it's much cheaper. You all get big offices, and when you need to stay long, the bathroom is much better as well.”
“What he did not mention was that he can also use the extra space to torment me more.”
“Shush July. What she says is not wrong. Our offices will be upstairs, as the rooms are better sized to work for that, and the ground floor will be used otherwise. I plan to keep the kitchen downstairs, as the room already comes with high quality furniture and appliances, and the washroom gets an upgrade where we can also clean gear. Two of the siderooms will be converted into storage, one for cameras and such, the other for props, as another room will be converted into a studio. I was thinking about the living room with the glass wall, as we can hold shootings here. It will get a full outfit to do piercings and other bodymods, together with permanent lighting on the ceiling. We can do shoots indoors or outdoors in the small garden, without worrying about the neighbors. The original bedrooms upstairs are empty at the moment, but have the right size to work as offices with just a big desk and a computer. You can even decorate it how you like it. Maybe add a nice scratchpost and a litterbox in the corner?”
“Hey!”
“Hihi. But you did not mention that you plan to use the room downstairs to play with me more Frank. I know that you have plans. Don't think I have not noticed the autofill in our browser after you were at the pc…”
“Back to the point, we will be ordering the new furniture in the next few days so you can have a few days off, or when you show up, better wear something that can get dirty.”
“I`ll look for some old things to wear. That means I should not wear my cat ears and tail for a few days here right?”
“Would be better. Anything to add, July?”
“Nah, I think we are done for today. You put your equipment next to the other stuff in the moving box right?”
“Yes. The memory cards are also there in a bag with Kat convention written on it. But I already have an email from the organizer that they got the content from the cloud as well. Anything else?”
“Nah, you can go home.”
“Yeah, go home. We can catch up on your adventure in the next few days. Frank and I are also going home.”
“Bye”
“Bye”
“See you two tomorrow.”
Arriving home, Kathrine expected many things, Foxy naked with a dildo on the kitchen counter, again, a ready dinner, the house empty. She did not expect to find the living room cluttered with papers, and a disheveled Foxy in front of a laptop talking on a phone.
“So the crafter only does his work if you come to him? And how do I reach him? Ah. His number, yeah, I have something to write… Okay, and again, thank you.”
“What the, is everything okay Foxy?”
“What? Oh, hi Kitten. What do you mean, why would I not be ok?”
“Look around you. It looks like you chased your tail, again.”
“Hey, that only happened because of the bet and how do you know about that, you have not even met them yet? And the papers are because I was looking for the craftsman of your favorite collar. It went faster than I thought.”
“Have you spent the entire day just looking for him? Ohh, Foxy.”
“What? I have the time. You know I don't need to work as all my money comes from passive investments handled by this one corporation. You should really let me help you with yours in the future too. I know, you want to pay me rent, but that money would end up there anyway, might as well pay into the account yourself. But back to the topic. I managed to find the name and the contact information of the maker of your favorite collar.”
“We will talk about the money issue later, I don't like to owe people, even if they are as stubborn as you. But thank you for looking for him. Why don't I help you clean up while I tell you about my day? Did you know that Frank and July have a new office?”
“Fine, you can help, and what do you mean by a new office? I thought they were buying a new home?”
“Well technically you are right. They did buy a new home. But as they explained it, the house is located in an industrial area, and does not qualify as a residence. They bought it dirt cheap, and are converting it into their new office. The ground floor has this giant kitchen, and they are converting the big living room into a studio, complete with professional lighting, and even a corner to perform bodymods. They are planning to hold shootings there and in their garden, instead of only renting other places.”
“Sounds really nice. And where will you work?
“I will get my own office in the first stock. They are planning to convert the four bedrooms there into offices, and keep the ground floor as storage, kitchen and studio. I get to decorate my own space there. Isn’t that nice?”
“Ohh? Planning to add a scratchpost and a litterbox?”
“Not you too. Frank made the exact same joke.”
“He has good taste.”
They spend the next half an hour sorting out the peppers, before going into the kitchen to make dinner.
After dinner, Kat went into the living room and began to do some yoga while Meredith watched.
“Why the sport now?”
“Well, the last few weeks had so many new things in them that I totally forgot to do sports. Normally I did at least one hour of something a day, be it yoga, jogging or the likes, but I forgot it for sometime now. Best to get back into the habit.”
“Ah, that makes sense. I personally am not a fan of yoga, too much bending and dumb poses, but I normally do some aerobics in the backyard. I can schedule them in for the afternoon, and we can sweat together.”
“That would work, but I still like my yoga.”
“Want me to put you into your harness?”
“Huh?”
“Your bra, but with the extra straps to hold your arms.”
“That would be nice. Maybe after dinner? I could relax while you can play with your helpless little kitten.”
"Sounds like a plan. Now, let me see just how sweaty you can get. But remove the collar first. If it gets too sweaty it is like wearing it in the shower.”
“Oh, right. Did not think about it, as I always wear it.”
“You know, maybe we really should talk with the crafter about alternative materials when he makes you a spare collar. That and change the lock to something else, so that you can also take it off without the ring. The thought is nice of controlling the key, but it is impractical, and could be a danger if you are in an accident or I am not there. Maybe another type of lock? We will have to get his recommendation.”
“Yeah, I love the collar, but those are the same problems I have seen. Still we have some time. We need to make an appointment with him first.”
“Yep, now, be a good little cat and go back to tiring yourself out. The big bad fox needs her victim easily caught.”
Kat spent the next 45 minutes building up a good sweat, before dragging the vixen up to shower with her.
They went to bed afterwards and despite her plan of tying Kat up, they both fell fast asleep.
The next morning, Kat woke up early and chose to wear some cheap clothes instead of her normal ones, as she knew she would help with the renovations. She also chose not to wear her tail, ears or collar, not wanting to risk them getting destroyed.
She washed up, got clothed and ate breakfast, before deciding to prank Foxy by switching on the television with a one hour remix of the baby shark song loud enough to be heard upstairs, before leaving the house.
She managed to reach the new office and was just about to enter when she got a call from a not amused Meredith.
“Oh, good morning Foxy. Did you have a good sleep? Normally you wake up much later. Is something wrong?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I woke up to this good awful song, and I not only had to get out of bed, but also walk downstairs to switch off the TV. You would not happen to know something about that?”
“Oh, that, I just wanted to help you by giving you a reason to get up. Did it work?”
“Oh, it did. Want to know how I will spend the extra time? I was just thinking about how to best get revenge on my misbehaving pet.”
“Would it help, if I were to help you prank July? It is easy, and all you would need to do is send Frank a link. It just would have to be done today or tomorrow.”
“Oh? If it is any good I'll forgive you. Now, out with it.”
“Well, your new best friend from the weekend, is not the only product of its kind by the manufacturer. He also makes gags, plugs and bondage equipment but there is this chair they have. It is called the “invisible prison chair” and looks like a normal highly ergonomic office chair, apart from the inflatable plug(s). You can choose to install one or both inflatable plugs in the seat, and after sitting on it, they inflate to a size where they look you into the chair. The plugs can be controlled by the computer of another person and you can even exchange the normal toys with the punishment version you know already. All you would have to do is send Frank the link with the suggestion that July could need some help staying concentrated. Is that idea enough?”
“How do you even know about that thing? I did not see anything like that during our visit?”
“Well, you laughed at me for looking into the catalog. Not my problem, you missed so much. And Lily was a fan and told me about some other things while I was there without you.”
“Fine, you are forgiven. What is the link?”
“I’ll send it to you. Need to finish now, see you later.”
After ending the call, Kat went inside and started to look around while she waited for her boss and July to show up.
They came in a bit later and started to distribute the jobs for the day.
The upper rooms had to be cleaned and painted, they had to get the colors, and all the other things that needed to be done when moving in.
Kat spent the day doing just that, painting the walls in a nice friendly beige, while July was downstairs, measuring with Frank where the lights had to go and where the rest would go.
As Kat was on a break in the kitchen, she accidentally saw how Frank was checking something on his laptop. Getting a closer look, she recognized the chair she had described to Foxy. Talking lowly as to not alert July,
“Hey Frank, are you thinking about that chair?”
“Yeah. Your fox sent me this link, thinking July would “like” it. Why, interested in your own?”
“Please no. Was just thinking, do you want to surprise July with it, or do you want me to “warn” her, letting her know what to expect, while having to act as if she does not?”
“Huh, the second option sounds nice, but how do you know about what this chair was? You looked maybe five seconds before talking to me?”
“Well, please don't tell July, but I may or may not have pranked Foxy and needed something to distract her. You know the convention we were at?”
“Yeah, the organizers already sent a reply thanking you for your good work and asking to book you in the future as well. Why?”
“Well, I may have gotten my revenge on her by locking one of their other products inside her before lacing her shut, and she had to spend the whole convention in that state. I saw it at Lilys, and also saw that chair in their catalogue. Well, I needed a distraction this morning, and as I know the two of you like to play, even in the office I thought, why not give you the heads up, while getting Foxy off my back? So, want me to be a nice colleague and warn her?”
“You are way too innocent looking to plan such a mean prank. Hell yeah, warn her about the chair. But please, if I ever do something to warrant your ire, just warn me. You are just as mean as Foxy, but in contrast to her, you use it to get even. She just wants to have fun.”
“No problem.”
Ending her break a few minutes later, Kat waited for the right time to inform her coworker.
That opportunity came a bit later, when Frank was off to get some more things.
“Hey July, do you have a moment?”
“Sure what is?”
“Well, as I had my break in the kitchen, I saw Frank on a site looking at this office chair. I recognized the manufacturer from one of the catalogues in Lily's shop, and well, I think you are in for a hard time if he orders it.”
“What do you mean?”
“The chair is called “invisible prison chair” and you can install up to two inflatable plugs in the seat that can be inflated, can shock you and are remote controlled.”
“Shit. How does he come up with something like that?”
“That could be my fault. I mentioned the chair to Foxy, and she may have given Frank the idea.”
“The idea sounds like it could be fun, even if I don't like the punishment features. Thanks for warning me. I’ll get her for that one later, but why do you know something like that?”
“Well, because I got my revenge on Foxy for stuffing the worm into me at the convention using one of their other products.”
“Oh, how did it go, and how was the convention?”
They spend the next hour talking about the convention, what Kat saw there and how she got her revenge on Foxy whale working in the rooms.
“Ok Kat, let me get this straight. You put a remote controlled inflatable shock dildo into her pussy before lacing her shut, and inflated her during the car ride while also showing her what the toy can do as revenge. Then, inflated it on the first day of the convention to an uncomfortable but bearable level and Foxy overdid it the next day, so that you had to deflate her mid convention. You also somehow got her shocked by connecting the dildo with your alarm, and she gave you some bruises accidentally. That evening, she secretly inflated the dildo even more severely before reconnecting the alarm feature, and you pranked her by hiding the pump on the last day? I think Meredith might be a masochist. Really now, that is just the dumb shit I know she can get into. Anything else happened at the auction?”
“Well, I got my first piercing other than my ears, but it is still sore.”
“Oh? What did you get? I don't see any in your face, and your ears are also the same. The belly button?”
“Nope. I got a tunnel in my septum.”
“Wow. How the hell did that happen? I know I have one, but mine was stretched to the size it is now. For you to have a tunnel, you would have to use a dermal punch.”
“Well, it went like this…”
Kat spent the next ten minutes oh how she and Foxy got their septums punched, and how it got there.
They returned to work as Frank came back and managed to paint all the rooms upstairs.
Later, Kat also managed to inform Frank of her warning for July and her reaction to the news.
After Kathrine went home, July asked Frank for the chair, and as he mentioned that warning her was Kat's idea of a harmless prank, July suggested they should surprise Kat with her own chair.
“Already ahead of you. They not only offer you to choose your colors, they also let you customize the design a fair bit. I was thinking of red and black with chrome for the chair, and a few nice pawprints in black running over the red seat? The chair would not cost more than a normal office chair of equal quality, and we can even add a nice plaque on the back of the headrest with her name.”
“That sounds nice. What about her office? Do you really want to add a scratchpost?"
“Yep. I bet she would get a good laugh out of it, and we can not only use it as a prop later, but she can also use it like a normal shelf.”
“Sounds good. What is her next shooting anyway, and when?”
“The next would be on Thursday next week, and I think it is a bit of needleplay. I would need to look at the details. But as the shooting is planned to be done downstairs, we will need to prioritise renovations there. Any news from Jarred?”
The rest of their day was spent with needed planning and a status update on their ongoing affairs.