Shyvana looked up at the ceiling as she steadied her breath, waiting. The seconds that passed were almost unbearable, ticking away as she couldn't keep still. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation, her heart unable to slow its rapid pace.

What the hell is wrong with me? I've been acting too childish and now a small thing such as this makes me nervous? Shyvana thought, scolding herself.

She remembered just how uncharacteristic she was behaving moments earlier, running around excitedly, blushing like a teenage girl… She felt like she wanted to go back in time and punch herself in the face for acting like that.

How embarrassing. At least only Katarina and Karla saw it; anyone else would need to be silenced.

Then, at last, she could hear the footsteps coming down, but she kept her eyes on the ceiling. Her first thought was that her heart couldn't take it. The second was wondering what she herself was even thinking, to be flustered like this. As the footsteps approached the bed, however, she was able to get a clear view regardless of whether her heart was ready or not.

"What did she mean when she said we've already decided on what we're going to do?"

Shyvana gave Katarina an unknowing shrug in response to her question, unable to figure it out herself. They were in the middle of walking back home after visiting Karla.

"She also said not to think too hard about it. If I'm not thinking too hard about it, then it would be her suggestion." Katarina continued.

"Cuddling? That doesn't sound too exciting." Shyvana sighed.

"A-actually, it's cuddling while I wear…" Katarina trailed off, her face blushing at the thought.

"The kitty costume?" Shyvana asked, thinking about it.

The idea of Katarina curling up to Shyvana's body and purring in that outfit made both women's hearts skip a beat.

"W-well, I guess it would be a little exciting." Shyvana said, a tinge of red across her cheeks.

"Is it alright that we didn't think of it ourselves?" Katarina asked.

"Now that I'm thinking about it, the idea just won't leave my head. It's a very… attractive idea." Shyvana said.

"Y-yeah, I couldn't stop thinking about it when she mentioned it. Maybe she picked up on that and that's why she said we've already decided?"

"Purr-haps."

Katarina just stared at Shyvana with a blank expression for the terrible joke she just made. Shyvana, noticing this, turned an even brighter red.

"Something must be wrong with me." Shyvana muttered under her breath.

"Maybe. You've been acting quite carefree since you confessed your feelings." Katarina said.

"…Do you hate it, the way I'm acting right now?" Shyvana asked.

"I have no right to complain, since I'm hardly acting like my usual self either. I guess if I had one concern... it would be… well, do you have to stop being a 'master' even if we're officially lovers?" Katarina mumbled shyly.

"Does that mean you still want to be treated like a slutty bitch, hmm?" Shyvana asked, her voice suddenly close to Katarina's ear.

Katarina shivered as she felt the hot breath caress her ear, making her weak in the knees. She still stayed upright as she nodded quietly.

"Well it's not like I wanted to stop doing that kind of play, but will it be weird now that we're lovers?" Shyvana inquired.

"N-no. Doesn't a 'slave of love' have a much nicer ring to it than a 'sex slave'?" Katarina suggested.

"Oh, that does sound quite romantic, doesn't it? In that case…"

Shyvana pulled Katarina to a nearby alleyway and pinned her against the wall with little resistance. She then peered into Katarina's emerald eyes, narrow and submissive to Shyvana's advances. Katarina then closed her eyes, preparing for when Shyvana's lips met her own. Shyvana smiled mischievously as she pulled away and walked out of the alley, Katarina soon following her with a pout when she realized it was a feint.

"That wasn't very nice." Katarina complained.

"Who owns you, body, heart, and soul?" Shyvana asked suddenly.

"Hmm? You do." Katarina responded, remembering yesterday.

Shyvana then pulled Katarina's body towards her own, her left arm circled around Katarina's hip and her mouth close to Katarina's ear.

"Correct." Shyvana whispered.

The pointlessness of Shyvana's actions confused Katarina, but she could feel a warmth spread throughout her body. She nuzzled up to Shyvana, the warmth increasing in intensity until she realized her erogenous areas were tingling.

"Oh, now I get it." Katarina smiled, wrapping her right arm around Shyvana.

"'Rewards' are much better than spontaneous acts of love, aren't they?" Shyvana asked.

"But when you pushed me against the alley-wall, I submitted to your actions without hesitation. That was… a little exciting for me." Katarina admitted, turning her blushing face away from Shyvana.

"You just admitted you get off simply by being obedient? I guess that's natural for my bitch."

"Hmm, wasn't I your Kitty Kat?"

Shyvana pondered Katarina's words as they continued walking back, huddled up to each other. If Katarina had to be either a bitch or a Kitty, Shyvana would have to say…

"You're too selfish to be a bitch, so it's much more fitting to call you a kitty." Shyvana concluded.

"What do you mean by 'too selfish', master?" Katarina asked, attempting to point out an irony.

"Shut-up and keep walking. I can't wait to see you in the outfit." Shyvana commanded impatiently.

"Yes ma'am."

Their feet began to move a little faster home when they were reminded what was to come.

Shyvana couldn't stop her heart from beating when she saw Katarina in her outfit. Without a word, Katarina crawled into the bed with Shyvana and curled up against her, Shyvana never taking her eyes off of her. The kitty outfit she wore was on purposely tight, her figure easy to make out amongst the fluffy bra and panties. She wore the collar, cat ears, and leggings (the restraints were not being used) but excluded the leash and gag.

Katarina nuzzled her head under Shyvana's neck and purred flawlessly, accepting her role very quickly. Shyvana couldn't help but feel aroused from it all, but knew she needed to show some restraint until Katarina was no longer sore from earlier. It was all but impossible, however, to ignore Katarina's thighs wrapping around her own and the soft mounds that pressed against her belly. Shyvana wrapped her arms around Katarina's head, pulling her face even closer to her cleavage.

Katarina then decided to nuzzle against Shyvana's breasts, since it was close to her face anyways. Shyvana could feel her nipples become erect from the stimulation, but had no intention of losing control and ruining the moment. Her breath became harsher as she became more aroused from Katarina's constant purring and rubbing, but she never went any further than cuddling herself.

Then Katarina snuggled her head up to Shyvana's ear and licked it. Shyvana moaned, unprepared for the assault on her ear, then immediately licked her ear back as revenge. Katarina tried to 'meow' to cover up her moan, making it sound more erotic than a usual sound cats make. As Shyvana began to rub against Katarina, she noticed the sexual tension in Katarina's face.

"I guess you're getting aroused too." Shyvana noted.

Katarina nodded slightly in response, her breath noticeably more ragged than before. If Shyvana didn't know any better, she would have pounced on her right away.

"I think it's alright." Katarina suddenly stated.

Shyvana, her eyes becoming wide with excitement, asked, "Do you mean-"

"I'm way too horny for it to feel anything but good." Katarina admitted.

Shyvana then thanked Karla silently in her head, thinking it was a great suggestion to cuddle like this. Then, looking over Katarina, she let her dark desires take over once more.

"Stay here, kitty." Shyvana ordered in a deep growl.

Katarina, noticing the change in Shyvana's voice, got shivers down her spine. She stayed perfectly still when Shyvana went up the stairs and continued to do so when she made her return.

"Don't move."

Katarina obeyed, feeling her hair being pulled up as a gag was put in her mouth and tied tightly around her head. She continued staying still as Shyvana began to bind her arms and legs with the attached restraints. When she had finished, Katarina found that her elbows and knees were the 'legs', as she could no longer use her hands and feet.

"Now let's see you use those legs of yours" Shyvana commanded.

Katarina, still on the bed, balanced on her elbows and knees and tried moving around. It felt uncomfortable with her legs and arms being bound, but for some reason she just felt… free. It was like when she was tied up with the rope; she could feel every inch of her aroused body with each restrained movement. The tightness around her chest from the bra, the clinginess of the panties that traced out her ass and pussy; she was quite the sexy kitty.

Shyvana watched as Katarina moved around, noticing that she stuck her ass up higher and her hips swayed from side to side with each movement. It was almost mesmerizing how erotic her sub-conscious movements were. She stared at Katarina for a bit longer before deciding that she had gotten used to moving like that.

"Come here, kitty~" Shyvana ordered, her hands stretched out.

Katarina obeyed without a second thought, moving into Shyvana's arm length. Shyvana then scratched the underside of Katarina's chin, eliciting a muffled purr from the helpless sex kitten as her nerves sent pulses straight to her now wet pussy. She wasn't the strong willed woman she was in public, she was nothing more than Shyvana's pet right now.

"Good kitty, that's right~" Shyvana said, moving herself onto the bed and laying Katarina's body down on her lap.

Katarina mewed as Shyvana then slid a finger over her ass, Katarina's drool now escaping her gagged mouth.

"I seem to recall promising that I would spank you earlier this morning, didn't I?" Shyvana spoke with a tone mixed between mischievousness and authority.

Katarina stiffened as she remembered Shyvana's earlier promise at breakfast, but stuck her ass out even more when she knew what was about to happen. Shyvana chuckled at this display, then growled a deep sensual growl.

"Eager to be punished, my slutty sex kitten?"

Shyvana's hand then came down hard on Katarina's ass, causing her to yelp behind her gag. The pain seemed to echo throughout her entire spine, but her erect nipples and soaked pussy suggested it was anything but painful as she stuck her ass out again.

"No yelling, kittens don't yell, now do they?" Shyvana taunted as she brought her hand down again.

Katarina supressed her screams of joy and tried to purr, but the muffled moan was clearly audible. Shyvana then grabbed the gag's strap and undid it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that. Was that a purr?"

Shyvana smacked even harder than the first two times, Katarina biting her lips in gleeful bliss as she tried desperately to hold back her moans.

"Was that a moan I just heard? But you aren't even a real human, are you?"

Another 'whap' echoed throughout the room as Katarina couldn't hold back her moans, now clear and loud for Shyvana to hear.

"A real human wouldn't pretend to be a kitty, nor would she get off from being abused like this, would she?"

The slaps were now coming at a steady pace, Katarina's drool and moans coming out of her mouth involuntarily and her ass becoming a bright red underneath the panties.

"If you're not human then what are you, hmm? A slut!? Pig!? Plaything!? Sex kitten!?"

Every time Shyvana suggested what Katarina could be, a hard slap accompanied the question, each of them at equal strength. Katarina moaned the loudest at 'plaything' however; being considered nothing more than a toy for someone else's amusement seemed to make her even wetter.

"See, you aren't a human, you're just a toy meant to be fucked with!" Shyvana growled, completely into her character as she continued smacking Katarina's ass.

"J-just a t-toy-!"

"Shut the fuck up, who said you can talk!?"

Another smack.

"Hau, ahn~"

"Don't-do-anything-unless-I-say-otherwise!"

With each word Shyvana spoke, a smack across the ass accompanied it, emphasising the command. Katarina's body trembled at the last smack, the promises of an orgasm ringing throughout her entire nervous system.

"That also includes having and orgasm. You can't do so until I tell you otherwise. I have no need for a toy that doesn't work, so you better obey. Understand? …You may respond to that." Shyvana said, taking her hand away from Katarina's ass.

"Y-yes master" Katarina mewed.

"That's a good kitty. Get up with your back facing me." Shyvana commanded.

Katarina got up and kneeled in the position Shyvana had wanted. When she did, she was rewarded with a kiss on the neck and a finger scratching underneath her chin. She didn't know why she liked being scratched there; maybe it was because Shyvana was still treating her like a pet? Either way, the building pressure was starting to get unbearable since she couldn't come without Shyvana's orders.

Shyvana then ran a hand across Katarina's cleavage, much like earlier when Katarina saw her stroke the bra. If felt quite good, perhaps because she imagined what it would feel like. After sliding across it once, Shyvana's hand came back and pinched Katarina's right nipple, causing her to squeal in delight. Everything Shyvana did was bliss… but she was frustrated at the lack of release.

Shyvana, perhaps noticing this, simply chuckled and said, "Soon, be patient."

Katarina nodded, her mouth failing to form any words at the moment.

Shyvana then pushed Katarina down onto the bed, pinning her down easily. Katarina stared up at her, wide-eyed at the sudden movement, while Shyvana simply ignored the confused Katarina, kissing her neck once more.

Katarina wondered if her arousal would keep getting better and better, as well as whether this torture would end or not. Shyvana then moved almost spontaneously, positioning her pussy above Katarina's mouth.

"I'll let you come if you can make use of that pretty mouth of yours~" Shyvana stated.

Without hesitation, Katarina began lapping up Shyvana's drooling pussy. A low hum could be heard coming from Shyvana's mouth as her hands moved to Katarina's panties, sliding inside the fabric and into her sopping wet area. Katarina's mouth moved even quicker as Shyvana's teasing was making her lose her mind.

Shyvana's entire body began trembling as Katarina's mouth found her clitoris and began sucking it. The sharp pleasure running up her body to her brain, yet her pussy was affected the most, dripping more of her juices onto Katarina who lapped them up greedily. Shyvana rewarded Katarina by being more aggressive in her fingers movements, pinching her clitoris and tracing it out. If she hadn't been ordered to withhold her orgasm, Katarina felt like she would've done so ten times over by now.

Eventually, Shyvana had reached her limit with Katarina's desperate movements. Moving her fingers at a rapid pace she yelled, "Come!"

Like a key fitting in a lock, a 'click' went off in Katarina's head as her pent up stress washed away in a violent torrent of sexual bliss. She could feel something flooding her mouth at the same time, Shyvana having come as well. Katarina choked on the Shyvana's juices, her moans replaced with gurgling as she tried to swallow the lewd substance.

Shyvana quickly got off Katarina, panting from the afterglow of the release as she flopped onto the bed. Katarina had swallowed the juice in her mouth by this point and was catching her breath; from both the orgasm and the sudden flood in her mouth. When she turned to face Shyvana, expecting her to taunt her for swallowing it all, she noticed that Shyvana was resting.

Were you trying… too hard still? Katarina thought.

Sighing, she snuggled up to Shyvana and closed her eyes.

Still, this isn't so bad…

As her thoughts trailed off, their entire world went silent except for the sound of their breathing.

"An assassination during the public, wouldn't that cause a panic?"

Karla asked her superior, unable to find the logic in his actions.

"It will be easy to label as a simple accident, given the circumstances. We'll simply have the guard say he thought Jarvan's life was being targeted when he acted." Her superior said.

"…Targeted? You never did mention who Jarvan's guest was." Karla noted.

"Can't you simply read my thoughts and be done with it?"

Karla sighed as she kicked back in her chair.

"You know I try not to use that, not anymore. Besides, I thought I was done working for you guys? I get to live my life worry-free and all that."

"If this announcement comes to light, then your worry-free life will be but a distant memory. We still need you to find out the guards movements with your ability for this to go off without a hitch."

Karla rubbed her temples as she looked into her superiors mind. She already knew who the target was, but had trouble finding her resolve so she simply stalled the conversation.

"Katarina… huh?" Karla asked, more so to herself than to her boss.

"Naturally we can't have her running around all buddy-buddy with Jarvan. That would be the worst case scenario for the league." Her superior stated.

"This is… the last time, right?"

"Don't get me wrong, if anything comes up that would point to your involvement in Kalamanda, I'll always ask you to help. This is in your best interests too, understand?"

Karla tapped the table in front of her with her right hand's index finger, adorning the pictures of the people she needed to 'look into'. She then looked up at the ceiling, clenching her left hand underneath the table in frustration.

"You'll have their positions before tomorrow." Karla said.

Her superior nodded, thinking that it was great she agreed to help. He also thought about the orders to silence Karla should she refuse and about the family he wanted to protect.

"You don't need to apologize for your orders. I can already see your hand's being forced as well." Karla said, hearing his inner voice.

"…Do you ever regret going with them?" Her superior suddenly asked.

Karla looked up at him and shook her head. She then got up and walked to the door.

"Wait."

Karla stopped as her hand was about to reach the doorknob and turned to face her superior.

"I know you. Don't go throwing away the life you worked so hard to protect over these years… for his sake."

Karla bit her lip until it drew blood, then spoke.

"I won't."