(closed for heartofcourage)

"Absolutely," Kat whispered, her nipples hardening even more to the point where it was painful. "Oh God, Carrie. . ."
 
"You are so fucking sexy, Kat." Carrie murmured against her ear, her hands capturing her wrists to keep her from wiping away the cream. "Nearly naked in your kitchen, your nipples obscenely hard, and your pussy freshly fucked."
 
"And who do I have to thank for that?" Kat whispered against Carrie's ear, nipping it playfully. "A few days ago, I would've been embarrassed to do this. And now? I'm doing it. And you're the person I have to thank a thousand times over." She brought her mouth over to Carrie's and kissed her fiercely.
 
Carrie kissed her friend back just as passionately, grinning at Kat as she thanked her for what she'd done.

"Trust me, Kitty-Kat. We're far from finished. I think you'll like what I have planned Saturday. It'll just be one more piece of the puzzle."
 
"Something sexy but tasteful. And a beautiful new set of panties." Carrie said softly, nibbling on Kat's ear. "There are some people that I want to impress with my pretty Kitty-Kat."
 
Kat gasped softly. "People to impress?" she asked a little timidly. "And do I need a bra to go with that new set of panties?"
 
"Of course. One that's sheer and puts these beauties on perfect display." Carrie said, loving the uncertainty in Kat's tone. "Anything that turns Jon on should be perfect."
 
Kat gave a soft, nervous chuckle, and nodded. "Alright," she whispered softly. For being an extrovert, Kat was actually very shy around people she didn't know, and she didn't want to think about what Carrie was going to do.
 
"Trust me, Kitty-Kat. Don't worry about it." Carrie said, giving her a soft slap on the ass as she moved into the living room until dinner was ready.
 
Kat smiled and gave a squeal before turning back to her cooking.

A few minutes later, she handed Carrie a bowl of her creamy and cheesy tuna mac and cheese before sitting down beside her and eating.
 
Dinner was like old times. They were friends and equals in that moment and Carrie enjoyed Kat teasing her as they watched TV and ate their meals.
 
Kat let out a loud belch after finishing her meal and held out her hand for Carrie's bowl. "You done?" she asked as she got up.
 
"Absolutely. It was delicious." Carrie said with a smile as she handed her bowl back to Kat. "And the chef is pretty delicious too."
 
Kat blushed gently as she took the bowl and went into the kitchen. "Thanks, Carrie," she said. She washed the dishes before heading back to the living room and getting on her laptop.

The next morning, she dragged herself out of bed and ate a light breakfast while she talked to Jon. She dressed loosely and simply before heading out, leaving a cheeky note for Carrie.

She didn't get back until late, and she collapsed on the futon the moment she got in the door, dropping the shopping bags. "Hey, Car, I'm home," she called.
 
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"Hey Kitty-Kat." Carrie murmured as she walked into the living room. "How was your day and date with Jon?"
 
"It was fun. Painful, but fun. Jon decided punishment for the phone call would happen pretty much the moment I got there," Kat said, looking over at Carrie. "I was pretty sure that he was going to tear my nipples off, and let me tell you, while the orgasms were explosive, I'd rather have a nice thick paddle coming down on my ass. But he more than made up for it, and I have what I'm wearing for our date tomorrow." She winced as she stretched. "God, my nips hurt."
 
"Punishment for a good little slut is usually meant to be both pleasurable and painful." Carrie said with a grin as she watched Kat stretch and wince. "Go get some ice, Kitty-Kat. I want to watch you ice down those pretty little nipples."
 
Kat groaned, but she got up and went to the freezer, grabbing two ice packs. Wrapping them in thin towels, she proceeded to take off her shirt and placed them on her nips. "Ohhh, that feels so much better," she cooed, making her way back to the futon.
 
"So, Kitty-Kat, tell me how the past few days have made you feel. Are you still comfortable with everything that is happening?" Carrie asked Kat, her fingers gently rubbing up and down her thighs as she turned to face her friend on the futon.
 
Kat moaned softly. "I've felt. . . different. Not drastically different, but even the way I carry myself is different. It's little, subtle changes. I am comfortable with everything that is happening. Some of the tasks are a bit uncomfortable, but they're meant to push me out of my comfort zone."
 
"Good because tomorrow night is going to challenge everything that you think right now." Carrie said softly, turning Kat's cheek until she was gently kissing her friend.
 
Kat gently kissed her friend back, a small smile on her face. Carrie always did like to try to push her out of her comfort zone, and this seemed like a good way to do it. "Is it alright to be extremely nervous?" she asked softly.
 
"It's fine, Kitty-Kat. But I know that you're going to enjoy what happens tomorrow." Carrie murmured softly as she pulled the ice packs off Kat's breasts.

Carefully and gently, she stroked those lovely breasts, coaxing soft moans and sighs from Kat as she gave her the gentle loving that she deserved.

"Lie back, Kitty-Kat. I'm going to make sweet love to you."
 
Kat laid back, still cooing and moaning softly. She looked up at Carrie with soft trusting eyes, wanting and needing her.
 
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