Blaze huffed as she ran a feather duster across a book shelf, a small puff of filth following every swing of the soft cleaning utensil. She was an honorable warrior, a powerful woman with the mission to protect the Sol Emeralds! Not some, some... Maid!
"How are you doing, pretty kitty?" came a sultry voice from behind Blaze, making the purple cat twitch in annoyance.
"Just fine, mistress." was the simple reply through gritted teeth.
As Blaze knew little of the area around her, she needed information on where to find the Sol Emeralds. Her best bet was Rouge The Bat's information network, but... Being an attractive woman, Blaze had to submit to unusual demands. Namely, she had to be Rouge's servant until the information was found.
"Why don't you bend over and take care of that lower shelf, pretty kitty?" Rouge half-asked, half-ordered as she sat down in a sofa chair, running her hand across her smooth belly as she leered at her new maid.
With a sigh, Blaze mustered what dignity she had left and did as she was told. Naturally, her short skirt lifted from the movement, her red panties almost completely revealed for Rouge's viewing pleasure. As the cat mobian continued her 'job', her sensitive hearing picked up on heavier breaths.
A careful glance over her shoulder confirmed that Rouge's hand had moved between her legs, her eyes filled with lust as she rubbed herself to the scene before her. Blaze blushed fiercely, having had enough of this.
Straightening up and pulling her skirt down a bit, the purple cat began marching towards the door, but Rouge simply shook her head, frustrated that she was interrupted.
"Where are you going, pretty kitty?"
"I've had enough of this... Whatever this is. I'll find some other means of locating the Sol Emeralds. Good day."
Blaze grasped the door knob, but felt two hands resting upon her shoulders. The cat girl blinked in response, a sudden piercing pain surging through her to prevent any further reaction.
"A-aaaahh!" Blaze cried out as her hands moved between her legs. Rouge had kneed her in the crotch! Before she could say anything, Rouge grabbed her by the tail and walked back towards the center of the room, Blaze stumbling backwards while still gripping herself tenderly, hoping to somehow ease her suffering.
The cat girl found herself tugged backwards, her tail starting to hurt from the rough treatment. As Blaze staggered to regain her balance, Rouge wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her before forcing a deep kiss against her lips. Blaze soon turned her head away from Rouge, spitting to the floor in disgust. This earned her crotch a harsh punch before she was dropped to the floor on her back.
"No one denies me, pretty kitty," the sinister bat growled as she stomped her foot against the fallen girl's chest, "and I mean no one."
Rouge reached down and pulled Blaze's arms over her head before sitting on the purple cat's chest and facing towards her legs, Rouge grinding herself against Blaze's breasts for some added pain. Pinning Blaze's arms under the seductive bat's legs, Rouge pulled the cat maid's skirt up before gripping her red panties and tugging harshly on them, giving Blaze a painful front wedgie.
"Apologize to your mistress!" the bat shouted over Blaze's loud whines of agony, giving her pussy the occasional open-palm swat for added suffering.
"You... Are not... My mistress!" the cat replied defiantly, trying not to give her aggressor any further satisfaction. This only caused Rouge to grin and yank harder on the cat's panties, lifting her waist from the floor and causing her cries of pain to resume in full force.
Blaze clawed at Rouge's back, but her gloves prevented her claws from doing any damage. The sadistic bat finally released Blaze, even standing up and stepping aside to watch her curl into a ball, trying to dig out the material from her sore pussy.
Finally relieving herself, Blaze took a moment to catch her breath and relax, deciding she will be paying Rouge back tenfold when--
A tugging at Blaze's ankles caused her to look down, seeing Rouge had strapped one to a spreader bar and was in the process of binding the second. Fear set in as Blaze pulled her leg from Rouge's grip, the cat now scrambling backwards from Rouge's hungry gaze. The bat lounged forward, landing on top of Blaze's body and pinning her to the floor.
Despite the pleads for Rouge to stop, the seductive woman merely pinned Blaze's arms under her legs as she whipped Blaze's face left and right with a single hand. The room's walls echoed with the sound of Rouge's gloved hand as she relentlessly punished Blaze's face, showing no signs of stopping or even slowing.
Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!
"Ah! Oh! Hah! Ugh. Uhn... Nnn.. ... ..."
Finally stopping for a moment to catch her breath, Rouge noticed that blood from the corner of Blaze's mouth had made it to her hand. Blaze had been knocked unconscious at some point, her limp body no longer offering sound or resistance. Rouge stood up and stepped on Blaze's stomach as she walked over and used a rag to wipe her hand clean.
Returning to the fallen cat, Rouge forced the rag into Blaze's mouth as deep as she could before returning to her legs, shackling the free ankle to the spreader bar. Rouge continued to take advantage of Blaze's sleeping form, stripping and binding her just as she desired.
The purple cat eventually stirred and awoke, groaning from the intense pain her body was in. Her world was covered in darkness, causing her to initially ponder if she was blind. A surge of pain erupted between her legs, but something in her mouth prevented her from voicing her discomfort. Gradually, her situation became clear to her.
Blindfolded, gagged, ankles strapped to a spreader bar, clothes all gone save for her red panties, wrists bound to a collar around her neck, and with Rouge keeping one foot on the spreader bar, Blaze couldn't move her legs at all. With her other foot, Rouge stomped away at Blaze's pussy, her heel forcing more of the fabric into a unique kind of wedgie.
"MMMPH! HHHRNMPH! RRRRRRRPH!"
Blaze screamed quietly despite her efforts, her body only able to feebly twitch as the stomping changed to soccer kicks and back to stomps. Blaze wanted to beg for mercy, she wanted to plead with her mistress to stop. Anything to end this pain. But for the next two hours, Rouge hammered away at Blaze's most sensitive area.
Eventually, the rag was pulled from Blaze's mouth, enabling her to let out loud whimpering pants while her tongue darted around her dry mouth and lips to prevent the cotton mouth that would soon follow. However, her pants became slightly more frantic as Rouge sat down on her chest and snagged her tongue, effectively holding it hostage.
"I am going to go to go sit in my chair, and we're going to pretend like this didn't happen and try this deal one more time. When I give the pretty kitty orders, the pretty kitty follows them with nothing but a smile and a 'yes mistress'. Am I understood?"
A weak but quick nod.
"Good kitty," Rouge's words were followed by something long and wooden being pushed into Blaze's mouth, causing the cat girl to grip it between her teeth and lips, "now get back to work, and if you do good, I might remove the blindfold."
Rouge returned to her seat, taking a moment to fan herself with a paper fan as Blaze struggled with her bindings, eventually rolling over and sitting up on her knees. Rouge watched Blaze moved across the floor on her knees, eventually bumping into the bookshelf from earlier and desperately dusting it with the utensil in her mouth.
"How are you doing, pretty kitty?" came a sultry voice from behind Blaze, making the purple cat twitch in a mixture of fear and pain.
"Hehhh... Hehhh... Husht hine, mishtresh..." was the struggled, panting reply through clenched wood.
"Good girl."
