Exhausted, panting heavily and with a sore rear, Rutger sat in the corner of the basement, slowly sipping from a bottle of water his kidnapper had handed to him. Alicia was humming softly to herself as she went around cleaning up after their last activity. Tabitha, her equally kinky mother, had gone upstairs to prepare her daughter’s garden lounge, where they planned to spend the remainder of the evening. Both cats had taken turns having fun with their captive and were left quite satisfied. He could manage only a very weak voice when the former of the felines kneeled down next to him with a pile of white satin scarves. “Please… Alicia… I really- nnf~ really can’t take any more today…” A dizzy spell then had him fall quiet, forcing the raccoon to fight the urge to pass out. “Aww~ Don’t worry, honey~” The kinky cat briefly cradled her captive’s head against her chest and stroked his hair, before she went to fold into wide bands to tie him up with once again. “We’ll take it easy for tonight~ Just some comfortable cuddling with you in soft satin restraint~” Rutger closed his eyes and let Alicia wind her scarves around his arms and legs, not having the strength to struggle even the smallest bit. “Mmmph…” Not even when she pushed the scarf she had previously tied over his lips into his mouth, the taste of both cat ladies’ arousal still soaked into the fabric. A square of satin was then tied over it, silencing what little noises the raccoon had the energy left to make.
She then lifted him up in both her slender, yet deceptively strong arms and carried him up the basement stairs. Huddled up in his kidnapper’s embrace, Rutger found himself to the garden, where Tabitha was already lounging with a glass of red wine. “There you are~ I was starting to fear you were keeping the cute ringtail all to yourself, young lady~” She chuckled to herself as she made room for her daughter to lay Rutger down between them. “He did very well today, Alicia, I can see why he’s your favourite~” The older cat lady purred. “And I’m happy I got to meet him~!” Alicia laid down on the other side of the tied-up raccoon and began stroking his face and hair. “Indeed~ I’m very proud of you, Rutger~ Who knows what fun we’ll have tomorrow~” “Mh hmmmlph…” The raccoon weakly moaned into his gag, before the exhaustion finally won and lulled him in a deep slumber.
The ladies spent a little more time fawning over their sleeping prisoners, before Tabitha kissed her daughter and her pet goodbye, the afternoon having put her in the mood to get a kidnapping of her own done the next day. Rutger himself was carried back to the bedroom by Alicia, where enjoyed some much-needed sleep.
He was going to need his rest if he wanted to make it through the next day of kink…
