220 The Mating Ceremony Begins

Everything in the last week has been leading to this very moment. My heart races as I ascend the stairs one by one, knowing that in my bedroom, two new lovers are awaiting my loving embrace for the first time. When I reach the top and look down the hall, I see Sam and Meri poking their heads out of the guest bedroom.

"Breed those pussies till they're raw, Boss!" Sam gives me a reassuring thumbs-up.

"U-Um, no matter how hard it gets in there, don't give up!" Meri smiles, blushing. Odd choice of advice to give someone with practically infinite stamina, but whatever. I'm too excited to care, so I just wave at my supporters before entering my chambers.

Right away, I'm met with a beautiful sight. Peri and Cherry are on my bed, sprawled out wearing the most thematically fitting garments they possibly could have found in the lingerie stockpile.

Each girl wears matching, tight, black tube tops with frilly hems and shoestring shoulder straps. In the center of their chests, gratuitous boob windows in the shape of cat faces show off their respective pale and tanned flesh. They wear black, frilly, shoestring-tied panties in the same style. The thin straps both above and below threaten to snap right off of their tight curves, especially on Peri, who, while not chubby, has more meat on her compared to her lithe counterpart.

Peri sits up and licks her lips, squishing her ample cleavage together as she tilts her head to stare at me. "Welcome, Myaster. You're going to mate with us, now." She says in no uncertain terms.

"Yes. Yes, I am." I tell her.

Cherry sits beside her, raising her butt into the air like an animal and blushing. "We've never done this before, so we're mostly going to be leaving this to you... except... the mating ceremony is a cultural thing for us Beastfolk. There's a specific way we have to do things, nyaa..."

I begin to strip myself of my clothes, specifically my vest and my shirt. The two cats audibly gasp once they get a view of my muscled chest, and I smile as I approach them. "Tell me how to do it, then, and I'll take you as my mates, Cherry. Periwinkle. I want to make the two of you belong to me in every sense of the world."

"Hyaaaahn..." Peri's cheeks grow even redder, "I-If you talk like that, Myaster... I'll... um... get all stupid... and..."

"So? You don't have to control yourself any longer. Neither do I." I tell Peri as I advance even closer to the bed and take my first grope of her sizeable breasts. She whimpers and leans into my hand, purring as I squeeze her round, fleshy globe.

"T-That's... a good... point... mmmmmm..." Peri cranes her neck backward. "T-Tell Myaster the rest, Cherryyyy..."

"You... uh... AH!" Before Cherry can elaborate further, I grab her breast in my opposite hand. Squeezing it along with Peri's at the same time, I feel both of their soft curves and delight in the difference. Peri's are big, not absurdly so, but equal to Sam if not Meri. Cherry's are a little bigger than Zutiria's, a fact that the kitten seems none too fond of.

"I-I'm sorry they're not as big as Peri's..." She bites her lip, looking away.

"Don't be. They're adorable, just like you." I watch her eyes open wide as soon as my fingers find her nipple through the tight black tube top, lightly clenching around it and stroking.

"NYAAH!" Cherry screams, pulling away from me and scooting several inches further up the bed. "M-Myaster, stop it! I-I'll scratch you if you don't let me finish my explanation!"

Doing my best to speak in a devilish tone, I remove my hand from Peri's chest and place it on Cherry's thigh. "And what if I want to be scratched?"

Peri takes me literally, scratching my arm with no warning almost right after I get done saying it.

"I can help. I'll do anything Myaster wants me to do... anything...!" She purrs, satisfied with herself as I wince.

Cherry gets a giggle out of watching my pained face. It calms her and lets her more easily brush off my advances to get on with her instructions. "First off, you have to mark us on the outside... and then, uh... you have to mark us on the inside. The order is important to the ritual, so if you don't mind, Myaster..."

"Cum on our faces and then in our pussies," Peri smiles with mock innocence. "That way, every other Beastfolk in all the Realms will know we belong to you, body and soul..."

"You were right," I stare at the pink-haired kitten in particular, "This is much hotter than everything I've heard about the ceremony in fiction..."

"I knew you'd like it since you're such a damn perv, nyaa." Cherry smiles, looking away with more than a bit of shyness.

"Watch your mouth," I teasingly grab Cherry by her collar. "This damned perv is about to become the mate you spend the rest of your life with... I demand the proper respect that entails."

Cherry looks up at me, tilting her head. When she realizes I'm just being playful, she snorts and smiles. "You'll have to fuck some proper respect out of me, Myaster." She says, finding more of her courage.

"That can be arranged," I tell Cherry, smiling as I release her collar.

Peri crawls towards the edge of the bed. Her paw finds my belt buckle, and the black-clad kitten looks up at me. "Myaster, may I?"

"No. You have to do it together." I nudge the pushy kitten back with my hand, causing her to mew from distress.

"Cherry, come onnnn...!"

"Ok, ok...! It's not like I don't wanna see it, too, y'know..."

Cherry joins Peri on the precipice, and at once, both of the Catfolk maids begin fumbling with my belt. It unlocks with a metal clank jittering causing my pants to fall to the floor. Both my boxers and my the outline of my swelling manhood are revealed to both eager Catfolk.

The pheromones start to kick in as soon as my underwear is exposed. I watch as each girl shoves their pink cat nose against the sides of the fabric and begins sniffing as if entirely unable to control themselves.

"Oh... gods..." Cherry whines.

"It's e-e-even stronger than I... I...! Nyaaaahh..." Peri sighs, nuzzling her cheek against the growing bulge.

"Do you want to see it?" I grab Peri by the hair and rub the outline of my cock against her nose. It forces a delightful whimper and a moan out of the desperate girl.

"Yes, yes, yessss...!" She cries. "More than anything I've ever wanted, nyaaa...!"

"Then I need you to do me a favor. Close your eyes."

"Okay, Myaster..." The obedient, blue-haired kitten follows my command. While just as eager, Cherry knows what I'm up to when I tip my glasses down and shoot her a wink.

Breaking from the pair of kittens at the large bed, I take two bottles of Succu-Bye from the nightstand drawer. I drop my glasses off while I'm there, not needing them as long as I have women to look upon.

Discreetly, I hand one bottle to Cherry, who drinks it with a tiny bit of hesitation, which I know comes from her battling with her instincts to breed. Luckily, her mind is stronger than a certain someone's, and she can fight her impulses off. For that certain someone, more drastic measures are necessary.

"Eyes still closed?" I ask Peri, whose bangs still cover her eyes as ever.

"Yes, Myaster... of course... you know I'd never disobey you..." Peri whimpers in a sing-song, dreamy voice. I'm not sure I agree with the second half of her statement, but she's a good girl nonetheless.

I take the contents of the bottle into my mouth, finding them to taste fizzy, sweet, and faintly of some fruit that I can't put my finger on. I push my lips against Peri's, and in no time at all, she opens her mouth fully, expecting my tongue. She gets all that and more as I deposit the birth control potion down her throat, making sure she swallows.

As much as she wants to keep kissing me without end, she begins to cough and pulls away. "M-Myaster...?! What was that...!?" She whines.

"A special potion I had Zutiria make for the two of you. It'll make you feel even better than ever before." I lie to her face, which thankfully works.

"Ohhhhh!" She sighs, contented. "Here I was worried it was one of those nasty Succu-Byes that would prevent me from having your kittens, nyaa!"

"No, we'll figure that some other time..." I look away at Cherry, who snickers to herself. Peri tilts her head, blissfully unaware and living in her own fantasy land.

Before I take my dick out for them, there's something else that needs to be done. "Cherry, come here," I tell my tanned Catfolk, intending to make them even.

"Yes, Myaster...?" She stares into my eyes, blushing as her anxiety rises once again. "Oh... wow... your eyes are so... pretty." Cherry blinks, leaning towards my lips.

"I'm glad you think so. Right now, Cherry, they're all yours." Our lips take their first taste of each other, and we discover that they like what they find. Her full lips whimper as I kiss them, and our tongues meet, her textured one deftly massaging and licking around my own. Peri was too taken by surprise to kiss back, so Cherry's kiss lingers in my mind long after I pull away from her.

"Myaster... let me help, too..." Peri whines as she rises on the bed.

I glance at Cherry for permission, and she nods without hesitation. The three of us begin a mutual, shared kiss, the likes of which I've rarely had until now. Given how much these two Catfolk love each other, they've clearly kissed many, many times, and I get to enjoy the benefits of all their experience.

Peri and Cherry's tongues lap at my own like it were a delicious treat in perfect combination. They suck on it, lick it, kiss it, pull at my lips, and lick those, too. Where one girl was, the other was sure to follow. If there was a weak spot to be exploited, then it was quickly met with a tongue. It was as if they knew their partner perfectly and how to work best with her to kiss me to new heights of pleasure. This unheard-of teamwork is met with many a moan escaping the back of my throat.

After several minutes of enjoying our heated, three-way make-out session, the kittens pull away in unison. A giant, cat-like smile is plastered on both of their faces. "I think Myaster liked our kisses..." Cherry says, placing a paw on my erect cock.

"Sure seems like he did..." Peri giggles, cupping my heaving balls in her own paw.

"Not as much as you're going to like this," I warn them, watching their faces react as I put my hands around the hem of my underwear and pull down.