She relaxed behind her desk at her boss's house, as he let out the frustrated groan through the phone receiver.

"Yes, magnum-sama?" she whispered, her boss's wife and kids were in and out of the room constantly, and she was working overtime, so she was allowed the convenience of the phone conversation without interruption.

"I know what we agreed to, but I need you tonight, kitten," he all but growled this into the phone. Kitten checked her watch, it was minutes to seven, she might be able to make it to town in time, but her roommates were both home. There would be no peace there.

Then and there she made up her mind, she would allow her master the pleasure of seeing her that night, knowing full well seeing was the minor event, the big show would be much more intense.

Kitty was like that, headstrong, arrogant, but a good kitty nonetheless; she really did love her master, and pleasing him was always on her mind, but what fun was it, without the mischievous stubbornness that he was drawn to in her? He named her aptly, for the fact that she was more feline than any other female he had known, and for the fact that she was older than him, which didn't affect their relationship in the least. She lived to please him.

"How long will I have to wait Magnum-sama?" she asked as she shut down the computer, her pussy was already throbbing as if he was there manipulating her in the way only he knew how.

She bit her lip and mentally slapped herself, she was still sore from the last weekend’s punishment for being stubborn, now she was just short of being insolent. This did not sit well.

He laughed silently at her tenacity, he could see the sheepish half grin on her lips, he wanted to taste her so bad, but, her behavior really was appalling. Instead of answering he hung up.

On the half hour bus trip to town, she mused silently to herself, not paying any attention to the men on the bus, who, on the other hand, were paying more than regular attention to her.

Her cleavage was dangerously low since she left work, and the bra was accentuating her already full bosom to the maximum, the tribal tattoo that adorned her chest was artfully placed and drew the eye, she had become so accustomed to the persistent stares from lusting men, it had little effect on Kitty. Her eyes were for her Magnum only.

He was her dark Adonis. Taller than she was, even at her full six foot height, he was solidly built, and extremely well proportioned, his legs were beautifully carved but it was his torso that drove women wild. His back was broad and chiseled, waist as narrow as a swimmer's and chest proud, and solid. He did not have the "Steroid King" look, but he did have the look of an athletic God.

For Kitten, he knew it didn't matter. She was taken by his eyes. Dark brown and earnest. He hid nothing from her in their almond shaped depths. She was mesmerised from the first meeting with him, he had not intended to use them to gain her trust so quickly, but later he found out that the honesty in them had gained him a loving, loyal and very feisty pet.