A few miles off the mysterious island filled with kemonomimi a equally mysterious yacht steaming towards it. On the boat is a amused multimillionaire and his eager crew. Having heard wild tales of a island filled to the brim with sexy animal girls and all sorts of resort distractions and recreational activities, thousands of miles away from any country that would frown upon such pleasantries. The man calling himself Alan Moonsong, a very successful songwriter for the rich and extra rich. Bringing along only those most loyal to him to visit this island, as it would just be cruel to the crew to not have them enjoy in the rich bounties it has to offer.
Which comes off as a mild shock as the crew goes about sailing the fancy boat into the modestly side tourist harbor, which is primarily filled with an assortment of other pleasure craft. Tying off the boat to the concrete pier, with Alan taking the first steps off while the crew secures the boat and starts throwing his luggage onto the dock as well. Alan taking a look around to see that nobody is around, which is mildly disconcerting, as off to the distance is the short road to the resort town proper. In between the road and the dock is a gate being manned by a small outpost, as Alan shrugs to himself and wanders over to see if anyone is around.
Upon closer inspection the guardhouse is just that, a small house on the dock. Of which, out steps a weathered sea dog of the man, with a face in a permanent grimace. Chewing on his pipe as he eyes the pretty boy, growing to himself while idly fingering the whip coiled to his belt. Alan taking his time to be as smug as possible before addressing the man, "Hello my good sir, is this the Kemonomimi Island?" "Aye, it be that island. Judging by yer clothes and pompous laid back attitude, I'd say you would be that Moonsong fellow." "Ah yes, that would be me. I would like to stay on your lovely island for a unknown time."
To which the dockmaster tenses up and leers across the length of the docks, watching it with a cruel eye, before mumbling to himself and fingering the whip again. Shuffling his way back into the dock house to yank down a clipboard and shuffled back to the confused Alan. Pausing for dramatic effect before getting into the riveting and detailed import and customs rules of the island. Basic boilerplate about bringing in fruits and exotic pets, and obeying the local laws. Blah blah blah. Finally getting to the good stuff, and how it will cost $100,000 per day for him to stay, with his crew factored into the cost. Something that seems rather steep to Alan, but he can afford it. The real shock is what the dockmaster said next. "As a courtesy to the tourists the native virgin catgirls are kept in chastity, to be picked by a tourist to be her personal Master for his stay here. Such premium access comes with a key card to unlock the belt and a complimentary whip to keep her in check." "Ah excellent, that sounds like the proper treatment to give to tourists. How much do these key cards cost...?" "A measly 1 million dollars."
That takes Alan back even more than the cost to stay on the island, sighing to himself over how expensive this place is. Wondering just how amazing these kitten girls are, "That sounds... reasonable. I'll take one key card my good man." The dockmaster mumbling to himself some more while filing out the paperwork, as a account is set up for his expenses so money not need to be exchanged right away.
The dockmaster taking one more good look around the docks before putting the clipboard down. Fishing out one of the coveted key cards with one hand and the other on the whip, as Alan takes it off of his hands. Which results in utter madness spawning on the docks, as a echoing feral scream wafts into the air and hits the both of them. Surprising the unexpected Alan as a large clowder of belted catgirls come out of their hidey holes in and around the docks, driven mad with lusts to get that key card and viciously murder anything that gets in their way! Scampering towards the two men with feral murder in their eyes, scaring Alan right proper as the dockmaster loosens the whip from his belt.
Doing a professional twirl of the whip before letting loose a power CRACK! in the air and in front of the murder happy clowder. The effects of which are profound, as the charging clowder screeches to a halt and nyahs out in agony! The kittens holding onto their ears and twitching from the sound, stopping their assault and whimpering to themselves. All of which is perfectly expected behavior for the dockmaster, but to Alan this is rather unsettling.
A second CRACK! from the whip makes them scream out once more, flinching from the sound and becoming properly submissive. The dockmaster giving them one more good look, fingers the whip to make his point, before securing it back to his belt. A few of the more brave kittens give him mean looks, their murder lusts subduing to the point to behave.
The clowder recovering and proceeding to do something very adorable for the new tourist. Mewling and shoving and hissing at each other as the clowder forms up in a line in front of him arranged by height and bust size. The kittens showcasing a wide variety of body types and demeanor, with all of them being nicely tanned from being in the sun, and only wearing their chastity belts and a collar with leash attached. With some kittens proudly displaying themselves, chests out, while others blush and be all cute and shy about it. Taking a good long while for Alan to process what happened, and to enjoy the sight of a entire clowder of naked catgirls presenting themselves for inspection, each one of them hoping to be picked so they can get their belt off and be loved!
Alan giving himself a cocky smile, already thinking to himself over how this island is perfect! Rubbing his chin before pocketing the key card, the eyes of every kitty watching his every movements. "Now then kittens, let's see which one of you is most pleasing to me..." Teasing them as he slow walks down the line, giving each kitten a good look and plenty of fondling. Making each one moan and nyah out with affection, trying their best to please as they get their breasts played with and get plenty of pets and spanks. Alan making his way down the line before stopping on a particularly feisty looking red head with a above standard chest.
Giving her a more detailed inspection than the others, as she purrs out with pure love as she leans in with the groping and petting. Showing tons of affection as Alan settles with her, grabbing her leash and giving it a tug. Which makes her nyah out in surprise and almost fall over, before latching onto her new Master and moan out with pure kitty lusts. The other kitties giving her murder stares before slinking off in defeat, some of them going back to town while others meander around the docks to wait for another tourist to come back, so they can murder him silly.
All the while this is going on, his crew finally finish offloading the luggage. Alan explaining the situation to them and how virgin catgirls are for rich clients only. Which is rather depressing for his crew, but there has to be deflowered kittens somewhere on this island! Alan asking his new kitty on where tourists stay, as she nyahs out a affirmative and uses her butt to point towards the resort town. Alan shrugging to himself and letting her lead the way, with his crew with the luggage behind.
The freshly caught kitty leads on, purring and dry humping her new Master as best as she can. The walk into the town is short and pleasant, as the dirt road rises up past the dock and right into a wide cobble street road with rustic buildings and wooden boardwalks. Which gives Alan a pleasant surprise, his first ponygirl spottings. They are everywhere in the town, being used for their intended jobs as cart pullers. Being led on his his kitty down a boardwalk and plenty of ponies being parked along the side of the street, Alan staring at them as they stare back at him, some of which rolling their eyes at him and neighing into their gags in a dismissive manner. His kitty doing her best to fend off scores of other kittens, most of which without belts, that are going about minding their own business. Even going as far as hissing at a few that get too close to her new Master, nyah!
The kitten leading on towards her obvious goal, a 4 story Inn at the end of the street, which is made obvious by how it is the only building made out of stone. Alan's crew doing their best to not break off and molest some kittens right away, doing their jobs until dismissed. The two of them making their way into the Inn, to be properly greeted by a blast of icy cold air conditioning! Which is a nice change of pace to the humid heat of the island, but is something the kitten isn't ready for! Nyahing out a scream from the cold and clinging even tighter to her Master, tail floofing out and shivering and moaning in distress!
The Inn lobby, meanwhile, has a nice quaint rustic feel, with antique furniture and a front desk. Which is currently being manned by a actual human girl in a slutty maids outfit, as she gives Alan a smile. "Welcome to the Fairchild Inn, Master Moonsong! You're room is ready for you and your kitten. Please follow me. Your men can leave your luggage here for later retrieval." Alan nodding in agreement, knowing how fancy Inns work. Dismissing his men as they let out a cheer, thank their kind employer, before bolting out of the door to proceed to have sex with catgirls and ponygirls until they pass out.
All the while the maid escorts them up the right staircase and down a fancy hallway, before reaching double doors and opening them for him. Once inside the suite it has even more expensive luxuries, with suite complete with a living room, fully stocked kitchen, balcony, and master bedroom with attached bathroom that has a bath big enough for four. The poor kitty suffering the entire while, dealing badly with the cold moaning out mewls of distress to her Master, whom gives her some pets to calm her down. The maid just smiles back and asks if this is to his pleasure, to which it is. The maid leaving to fetch his bags as he deals with the suffering kitty.
"Now now pet, I cannot have you be all cold. Here let me warm you up." Bringing her to the bedroom and pushing her down on the bed, butt up as she gives out a lewd mewl and eager to please. Alan giving her a evil smirk while leaning in to grab her tail! Making the poor kitty nyah out in shock as his other hand proceeds to spank her silly. The kitten gripping the bed and howling out plenty of moans as her butt is abused with his open palm, much to his delight and the maids as she finishes escorting his luggage into the suite. Leaving the two of them to their privacy as the kitten gets abused with more spanks.
Giving her a solid ten minutes of it before eventually stopping, leaving the kitten in a mewling sobbing mess on the bed with a nicely reddened butt. Her tail twitching to the side a little as Alan finally fetches out the key card. Using it on the distracted kittens crotch, the belt letting out a innocent beep before segmenting into three parts. Taking a while for the spanked kitten to realize that she is finally free of the evil belt, mewling out whimpers and wiggling her butt. The skin underneath a creamy white from where the belt used to be, giving her Master a pleading look as she slowly assumes the position.
On all fours on the bed, crotch exposed, as she gives him a lewd innocent mewl, egging him on to play with her. Something Alan is eager to help with, stripping off his own clothes and giving her plenty of fondling love. Plenty of mewling moans of affection out of her as her freshly freed pussy gets lots of love, Alan giving her a vicarious fingering. Not taking a while for her to have her first kitty orgasm. Howling and humping the air as she squirts and claws the covers, tensing up as cums wash over her. Taking her a solid minute to ride through them all before collapsing on the bed. Very much weakened from the spanks followed by intense fingering as Alan takes the initiative and mounts her.
Not giving her time to recover as he thrusts hard into her virgin pussy, making her grunt out in surprise as her hymen is destroyed. Eyes wide in shock before letting out a very submissive mewl, going into a deep purr and lifting up her butt for her Master. Alan enjoying all of this immensely as he gets into humping her properly, feeling how tight and perfect and wet her slit is! Coupled that with the intense deep throat purring makes her whole body vibrate in a very pleasant manner, adding to her Master's pleasure. Being by far the best fuck he has ever gotten, grunting from the effort to maintain himself while picking up the humping pace.
Giving his kitty the ride of her life, as evidence by her encouraging mewls of wild passion and strict humping back into his cock. Not wasting any time herself to build towards another explosive kitty orgasm, unable to help herself as she cums hard and without permission. Alan feeling her pussy grip his cock and massage it as she squirts and makes a mess, drooling out herself and shaking from how amazing this feels. All of which is too much for Alan, giving her a good spank to control her before burying his cock deep into her. Cannot hold it in any more as he cums into her kitty womb as she is riding her own cums, which only heightens her own lusts as she feels hot seed fill her.
Alan making sure to fill her as deeply as possible before panting hard and unmounting his kitty, his cock spent as they both collapse on the messy bed. The kitten curling in a ball and drooling and panting and mewling to herself, as Alan gives her a innocent smile and pets her bruised butt. "Very nice kitty, you were worth every dollar!"
(Writers note: A group of cats is known as a clowder.)