My Scumbag System-Chapter 444: Three Little Words (Not Those Three)

"I’m not—oh fuck—" The last word came out breathless as I squeezed harder, my fingers digging into her soft flesh.

"You want me to put you in your place." I leaned in close, speaking against her ear. "You want to push back so I have an excuse to push harder. You want to feel what happens when you misbehave."

Her breathing had gone ragged. "That’s not—I don’t—"

I spanked her.

Hard.

The crack echoed through the room.

Maki’s entire body seized. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Her nails scraped against the wood desk.

Then she whimpered.

"Oh gods." Her voice shook. "You just—that was—I can’t believe you—"

I spanked her again. Same spot. Same intensity.

She jolted forward, pressing against me as her thighs trembled.

"You’re wet."

"I’m not!" But her voice cracked on the denial.

I slid my hand between her legs and felt the proof. Slick. Hot. Already dripping.

"Liar."

"Okay fine!" She grabbed my shoulders, her face burning red. "Maybe I am! A little! But that’s just because you surprised me and I’m very sensitive right now and it’s been forever since anyone—"

I pushed two fingers inside her.

Her words cut off instantly. Her head fell back. Her mouth opened in a perfect O.

"This is what good girls get." I curled my fingers, finding that spot that made her whole body jerk. "Rewards. Pleasure. Everything they need."

"Master—" She could barely get the word out.

"But if you lie to me again..." I withdrew my fingers completely, leaving her clenching around nothing.

The sound she made could only be described as tragic.

"That’s not fair!"

"Life isn’t fair." I wiped my hand on her borrowed shirt, right over her stomach. "But I can be. If you behave."

She looked at me with something between frustration and desperate need, her chest heaving.

"What do you want from me?"

"Honesty. Obedience. Loyalty." I pushed my fingers back inside her, and she gasped. "Admit what you are."

"I’m your familiar—"

"Not that." I added a third finger, stretching her. "The other thing."

Her face went from pink to crimson. "I don’t know what you—"

I spanked her again with my free hand while my other hand continued working inside her.

This time she cried out loud enough that someone downstairs definitely heard.

"Say it."

"I can’t—it’s embarrassing—"

Another spank. Harder this time.

She sobbed, her inner walls clamping down on my fingers.

"I like it!" The confession burst out of her all at once. "I like when you punish me and spank me and tell me I’m bad because it makes me so wet and I know it’s weird and wrong but I can’t help it and please Master please don’t stop I’ll be good I promise I’ll be so good just please—"

"There we go."

I curled my fingers again, hitting that spot while my thumb found her clit.

She came apart.

Her back arched. Her nails drew blood from my shoulders. Her mouth opened in a scream that would’ve woken half the house if I hadn’t covered it with my free hand.

Liquid warmth sprayed against my palm. Once. Twice. Her body convulsing with each pulse.

When she finally went limp, I withdrew my fingers and wiped them on the shirt again.

She slumped against me, panting.

"That was..." She couldn’t finish the sentence. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Your reward for honesty."

"I want that reward all the time." She looked up at me with dazed eyes. "Can I have it all the time? Please?"

"Earn it."

She nodded eagerly. "I’ll be good. I promise. The goodest girl. You won’t even recognize how good I’m being."

"We’ll see."

Downstairs, Natalia’s voice carried through the floor. Sharp. Commanding.

Maki’s ears perked up. "Ooh, is that the cold one? Can I meet her? I bet she’s fun. Does she bite? I hope she bites."

"Stay here."

"But—"

"Maki."

She deflated instantly. "Fine. But you owe me pets when you get back. Lots of pets. And maybe breakfast. Do you have tuna? I love tuna. Or salmon. Salmon’s good too. Really any fish is—"

I grabbed her face and kissed her.

Short. Hard. Just enough Nectar to make her go quiet.

When I pulled back, she was staring at me with wide eyes and a dopey smile.

"You taste even better than you smell."

"Stay. Here."

"Yes Master." The words came out dreamy. Obedient.

Progress.

I headed for the door, then paused. "And Maki?"

"Mm?"

"Can you transform into a cat?"

The question stopped her haze. She blinked at me, tilting her head so far it was practically horizontal.

"Of course I can. I’m a bakeneko." She said it like I’d asked if water was wet. "Did you think these were just accessories?"

Her ears twitched as if proving their authenticity.

"Show me."

Maki’s face lit up. "You want to see? Really? Most masters just want the human form because, you know—" She gestured at her body with theatrical emphasis. "The goods."

"I want to see all your forms."

"Well, I’ve only got two. It’s not like I’m some fancy kitsune with nine transformations and illusion magic." She rolled her eyes. "Show-offs, the lot of them."

She slid off the desk, standing barefoot on the wooden floor. My shirt hung off her small frame like a tent, reaching mid-thigh.

"Okay, watch closely. This is the cool part."

Maki closed her eyes. For a moment, nothing happened. Then her outline seemed to blur, like looking at her through heat waves rising from concrete. Her form contracted, shrinking downward as darkness swirled around her. The shirt collapsed to the floor in a heap.

Where Maki had stood, there was now a sleek black cat with two tails. She was larger than an ordinary housecat—about the size of a small dog—with the same striking hazel-gold eyes that featured vertical pupils. Her fur was glossy and perfectly groomed, absorbing light rather than reflecting it.

"Mrow?"

She padded across the floor and rubbed against my leg, her twin tails curling around my ankle. I crouched down and offered my hand. She butted her head against my palm, demanding attention.

I scratched behind her ears, and the purring started immediately—just as loud as her human form’s, which seemed physically impossible from such a small creature.

"This could be useful," I murmured.

Maki meowed again, then transformed back with the same blurring effect. Suddenly there was a naked girl kneeling at my feet, looking up at me with an expectant smile.

"So? What do you think? Pretty cool, right? I can stay like that for hours if you need me to be sneaky. Nobody suspects a cat." She winked.

"But I prefer this form. It has thumbs."