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She was sure it had its roots in her childhood, when she was just a little panther kitten living on the great savanna colony. Rainstorms were a rare occurrence there, but when the towering dark clouds gathered on the horizon, great torrents of rain would pound the dusty earth and summon forth the tall, sweet grasses of the green season. Whenever the heralding thunder sounded, she would run out toward those clouds fearlessly, face upturned and arms spread wide in greeting. When the first heavy drops began to fall, she would stop where she stood and let the cool wet sheets of precipitation cascade over her slick, velvety fur and wash down her body.
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She was now years out of academy and thousands of miles from the land of her childhood, but aside from the occasional spell of homesickness she was very happy. She had quickly fallen in love with her first employer, a beautiful lady wolf whose fine physical attributes were easily matched by a keen wit and wry sense of humor. To her surprise and delight, it wasn't long before her employer confessed that the feelings and desires were mutual. As they opened up to one another they realized they had other, complementary interests as well, namely D/s and BDSM. Thus the Lady became her first Mistress.
From that point on, she had rarely spent a minute out of latex when she could help it, and wore as much as she could get away with when appearing publicly in her capacity as the Lady's valet. Her evenings were spent in her Lady's arms, usually trussed and tied to the point of immobility and purring her pleasure until both were lulled to sleep.
One day however, over tea service, her Lady took notice of her homesickness and inquired with concern. She'd described her homeland, shared recent news from her parents, and laughed together over mischief she'd accomplished with her friends and cousins in her youth. She even spoke of the rainstorms and the little fantasy they'd inspired later on. Alas, she was too lost in her account to notice the gleam it brought to her Lady's eye.
A few days later, her Lady announced they would be traveling to her country estate to attend to some important family business. She was instructed to pack as usual for such a trip - which included her standard latex wardrobe and the Lady's toys. Their earlier conversation, combined with the excitement of a train trip to the beautiful coastal countryside, had gone a long way toward lifting her spirits. They arrived at the station in Aberystwyth, Wales early in the morning after an uneventful five hours. As she supervised the porter loading their baggage into the cab, she glanced up to find her Lady sniffing at the air and smiling with satisfaction.
After that, her Lady seemed to become rather animated about reaching her estate as soon as possible. When she attempted to inquire about the exact details of her Lady's schedule, however, the she-wolf became evasive. Somewhat cryptically, she said that all possible arrangements had been made ahead of time, but that haste was necessary to be ready for the one element outside her control. With that, she rolled down her window and stuck out her head, effectively ending further attempts to communicate.
They reached the estate at the top of the hill in record time - an achievement rewarded by her Lady with an extra fiver. The cabby tipped his cap and helped unload their bags before making his way back down the long winding road. She began the task of carrying the baggage inside, but before she got three steps, her Lady grabbed her by the bicep and nearly hauled her off her feet hurrying her toward the cliffside overlooking the Irish Sea. It wasn't until she saw the black and threatening line of anvil-shaped stormclouds approaching over the choppy water that her Lady's haste suddenly made sense. The immense size of the hill and the circuitous nature of the road leading to the summit had completely hidden it from view during their approach - but her Lady could smell it on the wind from miles away.
Inside she felt the same excitement as she had as a child, but this time it was amplified by the sight of a wooden, cruciform frame planted deep into the ground some five yards from the edge of the cliff facing the oncoming storm. Her Lady took advantage of her surprise and fascination to draw out a pair of scissors and shear her long-sleeved dress from her body, exposing the tight rubberskin hidden beneath.
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If her Lady had been a cat, canary feathers would doubtlessly be poking from her toothy grin. Leaning forward, she nuzzled at her ear in that spine-tingling way which only she was capable. "My dear, my love, my pet, my slave, you are family to me. I couldn't let the chance go by to share this fantasy with you. Now spread your arms and welcome the oncoming storm." She obliged, and together Mistress and slave embraced...
A rumble of thunder vibrated the air, her body, and the cross she was bound to. The transparent stretchwrap from Lady's toybag had been used to mummify her from chin to ankles with loving strictness. Her Lady knew how much she loved layers of bondage, but while she was more concerned with practicality, her Lady was just as fussy about the aesthetics. If she was to be wrapped, complete coverage was mandated and not a shred of her rubberskin could be allowed to escape the plastic confinement. She squirmed, crinkling as she pushed out her chest and strained to bend her left knee. Her legs had been wrapped together down to her ankles, leaving the sides of her high-heeled ballet boots unable to separate as much as an inch on the wedged platform she stood upon.
Her upturned head watched the thickening cloud-bank pass overhead (as it was all she could do with her neck braced against the cross and a plastic chinlift training her face skywards). A single drop spattered with surprising force across the visor of her gasmask hood, followed by another...and another. Her tail twitched reflexively, rubbing against the catheter leading to the urine collection bag hung below. As her tail was threaded through a hole in the cross and pinned flat against the board by the same coils that bound her legs, anything more than a twitch however was out of the question.
Cold drops began to fall with increasing frequency across her body, each one a tiny wet kiss against the plastic. Shutting her eyes, she could almost imagine her Lady's lips wrapped thirstily around her tender, shrinkwrapped tits - or her cool tongue seeping into the valley between them. As drizzle turned to downpour, the individual drops melted into the sensation of hands stroking over her shoulders, chest, and biceps. At the same time, her envisioned lover became more and more passionate. She could no longer tell the difference between the wetness running down her thighs and the rain. Lightning strokes flared and flickered intensely, even through the tinted visor, and were followed by an almost endless rumble of thunder whose vibration was channeled to the wooden peg wedged invisibly between her thighs.
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Good thing this weather system was due to last the next 36 hours.
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