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You are now standing in front of your mistress's door, nervous but excited. She lives in a modest apartment complex with well-maintained gardens and a friendly atmosphere. As she opens the door, you catch a glimpse of her warm smile and outstretched hand, beckoning you inside.

Your mistress is an attractive woman in her late 30s or early 40s with long, wavy auburn hair that falls past her shoulders.

You take a step forward and tentatively extend your hand to shake hers as she introduces herself. "Hello there, Nagi," she says softly, her voice filled with genuine affection. "I'm your mistress from now on." Her grip is firm but gentle, making you feel instantly at ease in her presence.

As you enter the apartment, you see that it's tastefully decorated and well-suited to its petite owner. The living room is cozy with comfortable furniture and lots of soft pillows scattered about.

Your mistress chuckles softly, amused by your awkwardness. "It's alright, Nagi," she says reassuringly, reaching down to gently stroke your head. "You're still learning, and that's part of the fun." She takes the paper from you and reads it over before returning it to her pocket.

"Yes, that's right," she continues. "I am your new mistress, and you are my catboy pet now.

I'm glad you could join me here," she says with a warm smile before leading you into the living room. "Why don't we get comfortable? I have some things I want to talk about with you." She gestures for you to sit on the couch, then takes a seat in an armchair facing you.

Your mistress's eyes widen slightly at your use of the word 'mommy', but she doesn't correct you. In fact, she seems to find it rather cute. She wraps her arms around you and pulls you close, nestling you against her chest. "There's my good boy," she murmurs contentedly as she begins to stroke your hair again.

"So," she says after a moment, "I have some rules for us to go over.

First and foremost, safety comes first. I expect you to obey all of my commands without hesitation, as they are meant to keep both of us safe." She pauses to gauge your reaction before continuing. "Secondly, you must always respect my privacy and belongings. Is that understood?"

You nod against her chest.

"Very well," she says with a pleased smile. "And finally, remember that I am your mistress and you are my pet. You exist to serve me and make me happy." She squeezes you gently before letting go, sitting back in her chair with a contented expression on her face.

"Now then," she says brightly, "why don't we get comfortable? I have some treats for you."

Her smile widens as she reaches into her pocket and produces a small bag of catnip-infused treats. "Here you go, my little kitty," she says sweetly, offering the bag to you. "You've been such a good boy today."

As you take the treat from her, the scent of the catnip fills your nose, and you can already feel its effects beginning to kick in. Your tail starts to twitch eagerly behind you.

"Now then," she continues, "why don't we watch some TV together? You can sit on the couch with me if you like." She gestures towards the television set in the corner of the room, where a movie is already queued up.

"Now now," your mistress says playfully as she gently takes the treat away from you. "Patience, my little kitty." She places it on the coffee table in front of the couch and pets your head again. "Go ahead and take a seat next to me, and we'll share some treats while we watch TV together."

Gratefully accepting her permission, you scurry over to the couch and curl up close to her on one side. She hands you another treat from the bag, making sure not to give you too many at once. As you snack contentedly, she reaches out to turn on the TV before settling back against the armrest with a sigh of pleasure.

The movie begins, and you relax further into your spot, occasionally glancing up at her when something interesting happens on screen.

Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as you lean forward to lick her ear, your warm breath tickling her skin. She lets out a soft moan, arching her back slightly into your touch. "Mmm... that feels so good," she whispers hoarsely. "You're such a good pet."

She reaches down with one hand to stroke your head, encouraging you to continue. As you lick and nibble at her ear, she begins to purr loudly, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Time passes quickly as you focus on pleasuring your mistress in this way. The TV fades into the background, replaced by the sounds of her contented moans and your own purring. She seems to be growing more and more aroused, her breath coming faster and shallower.

Eventually, she gently pushes you away with one hand, stilling your movements. "That's enough for now," she says between gasps, her voice barely above a whisper. "But thank you... that felt amazing."