Anxiously, Noah sat in the hotel room, waiting on the bed as he had been instructed. Trying to control his breathing, the fluffy calico cat checked his phone for the time and saw the ad still opened. This was his very first time trying anything like this, but he was desperate to lose his virginity. Most people Noah knew lost it in high school, and yet there he was, a 20 year old college student, and still with a completely barren and non-existent bedroom life. So, feeling pressured to change that, he had replied to an online ad and signed up for..... "Services" from an "escort"..... He hired a hooker. When the ad asked him what gender he preferred, Noah had selected male. Adjusting his round, glossy glasses, Noah was beginning to have second thoughts and seriously considered bailing, perhaps fleeing out of a window. Before he could fully commit to the decision, however, the bedroom door knob turned and the door creaked open and his heart dropped at what he saw.
The features were difficult to make out as the figure appeared as a silhouette from the light behind them. At first, Noah had thought he was looking at a woman, judging by the body shape with the thin waist and curvy, feminine hips but heard a very soft, feminine and high pitched yet simultaneously very clearly male voice call out to him.
"Hey, sweetheart.... Is this the right room?"
Noah could then make out more features like the sultry, seductive eyes that were coated with black eye liner. What really made Noah have a near heart attack was what the voluptuous figure was wearing; Almost nothing, save for a thin black pair of satin panties, long black cotton thigh highs that reached all the way up, just below the panties but still with enough of a gap to show off a healthy portion of thigh, and black cotton arm warmers that reached almost to their shoulders. These being the only things just barely covering their body, and even they were thin and tight enough to leave very little to the imagination. Then, the figure walked into the room, their hips and thunder thighs swaying as they moved with a certain alluring grace in a way that activated just about every neuron in Noah's brain.
The figure could be seen much clearer now, and Noah identified him as short, skinny orange tabby cat with fluff in all the right places; particularly his cheeks, chest, navel, sides, and thighs.
Noah couldn't even gather himself enough to answer the sensual figures previous question, causing the escort to raise an eyebrow. He then pulled out his phone (where he could have possibly been keeping it considering his.... Lack of a apparel and pockets, Noah didn't know.... Though, he could take a few guesses) and checked something on it.
"Let's see.... You're Noah, right, cutie?" He asked, not looking up from his phone but pointing right at Noah.
The sexy figure just said Noah's name, putting him on the verge of passing out. Maybe it wasn't too late to jump out the window and run away.
"What's the matter, dear? Speechless? That happens a lot..." The orange cat teased with a sly smirk. "Just nod or shake your head, then.... Are you Noah?" He asked once again. Noah slowly and hesitantly nodded his head, his heart just about ready to leap out of his chest. The orange cats smile widened and they chuckled somewhat amused but also somewhat sinisterly. "Perfect.... So, you like what you see, big boy?~" The sultry cat shifted into a seductive pose, flaunting his body. Then, he turned around, Noah realizing just how well endowed the escort was in their butt. It was big and bouncy, and looked so soft and fluffy. The orange cat then bent over, giving him as clear of a view as possible while still keeping the panties on. With this, Noah's jeans suddenly began to feel tighter and he felt a heat rising in his chest as he began sweating.
Then, he heard the orange cat begin to laugh as they stood back up and turned to face Noah once again.
"Oh my God, look at you.... You look like a fucking tomato. Guys like you are soooo cute when you're riled up.... Really fun to tease. What are you so nervous about, anyways? You're getting what you paid for." The escort questioned.
"Uhh-- well, I just.... I..." Noah stammered, finally able to speak but incapable of finding words. The escort simply giggled at this and leaned forward, bending down, putting him at eye level with Noah who was sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"I love it when they stammer, it's so cute.... I totally would have kissed you, but I can't touch you until you give the OK for us to begin. I'm Quinn, by the way." The escort explained.
"Oh, I see.... Well..." Noah thought for a moment. It wasn't too late to back out, and he wasn't sure if he could take any more of this. As stunningly hot and beautiful as his escort was, making Noah feel things nobody else ever has, it felt like too much too quick. Meanwhile, Quinn checked his phone again.
"Hm.... You never really specified your preferences. You're supposed to establish in the app what you actually want from me. Y'know, your likes, dislikes, what's on the table, what's not. It's important to know and confirm what you consent to and what you don't consent to, y'know? Consent is, like, the #1 thing above everything else with us. You have to give consent and so do us escorts, we don't do anything to you that you don't want us to do, and you can't do anything to us that we don't want you to do. Nobody is pressured or coerced into anything, you are here and purchasing our services of your own volition and free will because you WANT our services, and we do do this job and take clients or our own volition and free will because we WANT to work here and actively enjoy it. There's no rape, coercion, grooming or trafficking going on whatsoever. So, for my comfort and safety as well as yours, we both have to come in with a list of do's and don't's. You get it?" Quinn explained, making sure that Noah was fully aware of how this works.
"O-oh, yeah, I understand that. I-i'm really sorry..." Noah apologized. He hadn't filled in the consent sheet because he simply had no idea what he wanted, having never done anything even remotely like this before.
"Don't worry about it, it's no problem. Really, it's not. We can just find out right here and now. So, go ahead...." Quinn gave a sultry look and smirk, biting his lower lip, leaning even closer towards Noah, but still keeping enough distance to respect his personal space. ".... Tell me exactly what you want, honey. ~"
"Ok.... Uhm.... I guess.... We can... You could..." Noah's face was getting red thinking about what he could do or have done to him. Seeing Noah's flustered state, Quinn began to pitch suggestions.
"Do you want it gentle and loving? Where I hold you and tell you that I love you? Or do you want it wild and rough? You want me to rock your world while I bite you and scratch you all over? Do you want me to dominate you or submit to you? Maybe you have a dark, perverted fantasy you want me to indulge you on.... I bet it's something real vile and nasty, you dirty boy.... Maybe you want to tie me up and do disgusting degenerate shit to me... maybe you want to do a little roleplay.... Maybe you just have a really niche fetish..... or maybe you just want a kiss, lover boy? So, what's it gonna be? I can't wait, this is gonna be so much fun.... I'm all yours for about an hour. Any longer than that, you have to pay extra. Or, you could pay for the full package deal where we spend the night together.... What about that, big boy? You wanna sleep in MY bed, tonight?~" Quinn got very close and now had a leg on the bed, but still wasn't quite touching Noah, rather close enough to be sensually whispering in Noah's ear, as Noah's face became hotter and his pants got even tighter as he felt his crotch straining against the fabric, unable to handle anymore teasing.
"I, uhh.... Well, I s-should tell you.... Uhm..." Noah struggled to bring himself to admit it.
"Hmm? What is it, baby? Got something really sick you wanna do, you little pervert? I like it; don't even tell me, surprise me!~" Quinn urged Noah.
"Actually, t-this is.... My first.... Time...." Noah forced himself to choke out, utterly mortified to confess. Quinn went silent for a second that felt like years, their sultry gaze fading away, and simply turning surprised. Standing up straight, slightly backing up from Noah, Quinn simply looked the calico up and down before cracking a smirk and letting out a laugh. Shrinking where he sat, Noah was brought to the verge of tears from the utter humiliation.
"I-i.... Don't.... P-please stop laughing-" Noah pleaded, his voice breaking up. One of the hottest people he'd every seen now thinks he's a loser.... But, Quinn's laughter dies down.
