Making people feel good was not something Kit was unfamiliar with. It was how he found enough money for food and avoided sleeping on the street. The neko was not necessarily proud of what he did, but it worked.
“Oh ho?” Asked the catcher, still holding firmly to the boy as he dragged him down the street to the waiting van. “And how would you do that?”
He opened the back of the rusty van. One length of the interior was lined with crude mesh cages, each containing a neko crouched on all fours within their narrow confines. Eyes wide with fear, some hissed, others huddled behind their tails.
All of them regarded the newest addition.
“I&” Kit lost his voice in the presence of the others. Hed feel like a total whore saying what came next.
The catcher read his preys emotions and smirked. Ah well. Into the van then. Im sure X-Corp will pay a few dollars for the lot of you.
As the man hefted Kit by a fist-full of hair into the bed of the van, Kit lost his reticence. Id suck your cock. I & Id let you fuck me. Whatever you want.
“Like Id need you permission, you dumb fuck.” The catcher cast Kit down on the old carpet of the van interior. Coarsely he pulled Kits underwear and clothes away.
“Tell them.” He said, pointing at the other caged nekos. “Tell them what a whore you are.”
Face flushed red in humiliation, Kit glanced quickly at the others around him, feeling their stares, their judgement. If it let him escape, hed do it. Im a
Kit yelped as the catcher entered him unprepared. The man loomed massive over him, pinning the neko to the ground and hammering his own cock within the youths ass.
“Youre what?”
Kit gasped and tried to find words. Im & a & slut &
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Oh hey look. I drew a thing.
Not as cathartic as I was hoping. But ah well. It is done now.
If you have not read them, there are two more parts to this story posted previously.