"Good... but to be your slave, I need more," Mira said in a husky voice. "I propose a tournament among the village's cat girls. Whoever wins will earn the right to be your new slave. That way it'll be fair... and deserved."
The midday sun beat down heavily on the village, warming the air that smelled of dry earth and chimney smoke.
I walked toward the central platform with Lira glued to my side, her tail coiled around my thigh like a constant possessive caress.
Mira was already up there, her curvaceous figure standing out under the tight tunic, her green eyes fixed on me with an intensity that hardened me slightly.
Mira struck the ground with her tail, producing a sharp sound that silenced the murmurs immediately.
"Sisters, we announce the Tournament of the Felines to honor Kai," she proclaimed in a resonant voice.
"Eight cats will compete in one-on-one duels: feline agility, endurance, and fights with claws and tails. Nothing lethal, only cunning. The winner will wear the collar, uniting her essence with Kai's."
The girls gasped in unison, the sound rippling through the crowd like a wave. Sira stepped forward, brushing my thigh with her tail as she passed.
"I'm in," she declared with a firm, playful voice.
Nia followed immediately.
"Me too. I'll earn you, Kai," she added, her competitive gaze locked on me.
Five others signed up quickly, each advancing with feline grace, their bodies vibrant with anticipation.
First came one with ears red as fire, athletic curves outlined under her tight tunic, firm breasts bouncing slightly as she walked, her short muscular tail whipping the air forcefully.
Her name was Ria. As she passed close to me, she purred low and leaned in to brush my arm with hers, her hot skin sending a shiver down my spine.
Next was a slender and agile one, with a long tail like a whip that coiled and uncoiled with lethal precision, pointed silver ears.
She was Leya. Her lithe but strong figure, violet eyes fixed on me with a gaze that promised pure speed.
Then one with golden ears and soft fur, soft but resilient curves, known for her endurance in long hunts. She approached purring, her tail wrapping around my wrist for a moment, smelling of wild herbs and fresh sweat.
After her, a sturdy one with brown ears, defined muscles in arms and legs, thick tail like a rope. She growled challengingly while flashing me a mischievous smile.
And finally another with mottled ears and voluptuous figure, heavy breasts shifting with every step, fluffy tail brushing the ground. She murmured something about testing my strength later, her hot breath grazing near my neck.
These cats competing for me. My cock already aches imagining the winner kneeling before me, submissive and victorious.
Mira smiled, showing small sharp fangs.
"The tournament begins at dawn tomorrow. Sharpen your claws, prepare your tails," she announced. "The winner not only gains power... she gains Kai as her master."
The crowd purred in chorus, a deep synchronized sound that vibrated in my chest and hardened me even more.
The village buzzed with preparations. Girls practiced elegant leaps between the cabins, sharpened claws against smooth stones, stretched tails with fluid and sensual movements.
The air grew heavier with the scent of feline sweat, excitement, and anticipation. They all knew what was at stake: not just a magical collar, but the chance to belong to me completely.
(To be continued...)