Fey shifted herself to be facing the frames and then with a grunt reared upward onto her back legs, trotting forward until she was over the top of the two frames so that her front legs came crashing down on top of the larger frame and her horse stomach was above the smaller. The wood groaned under her immense weight but held firm. Fey looked down at it nervously.
"Don't worry, it's really strong, it's designed for this kind of thing," said Abby.
The catkin fiddled with the leather straps, unbuckling and pulling them around, tugging them so that they were comfortably aligned with Fey's front legs. Then she strapped them over, pulling them tight so that Fey was tied down on the frame and couldn't move an inch.
Fey was suddenly very conscious of how compromising a position she was in. Her cock didn't seem to care though, it bounced happily up and down, drooling a steady flow of precum.
The cat girl put a finger to her chin and admired her work. She nodded her head.
"This is good, you're a good size for it. Hmm, let's see, what else."
The cat girl glanced around the room until her eyes fell on a small set of colourful crystals on a coffee table. She snapped her fingers.
"Of course!"
She bounded over to the coffee table, chest bouncing up and down, and began picking through the crystals, squinting at each one as though trying to identify it.
"What is that?" said Fey, unable to help her curiosity.
"Oh? You don't know? Well, I guess they haven't spread outside wealthy rich people's homes much yet, they are very new. The only reason we have them is because Madame Quirrel's sister is a fancy merchant. Just watch this, or rather, listen."
The cat girl decided on a pink crystal and placed it on a small stand covered in runes. After a moment soft music began to play from an indeterminate direction.
Fey looked around startled, trying to see where the hidden musicians were. Were there invisible bards in every room of the brothel? She frowned and looked back at the pink crystal. If she squinted she could see that it was vibrating ever so slightly.
"My gods, that crystal, it's creating music?"
"Yup! A musician plays a song, the crystal sucks it up and then it can play it back when mana is pushed into it. These are going to be everywhere in a few more years and the Bards are all going to become incredibly rich. Kinda makes me wish I'd tried to get a music type Class"
"It's- It's incredible!"
"I know right! Music anywhere at any time, it's like being a noble with your own bard! We can have music for fucking!"
Fey wasn't sure that was the first thing people would think of using convenient music for, in fact she didn't think many people would jump to that at all, but she didn't want to spoil the cat girls enthusiasm so she let it pass.
"And you can play anything?"
Oh yeah, let me show you."
Abby switched around the crystal, putting on a green one. A heavier music filled the room unlike anything Fey had ever heard, a beating bass sound, that throbbed through the air. Fey could feel the vibrations through her hooves.
"What, what instrument is that?"
"It isn't an instrument, once the bards figured out the trick with the crystals it didn't take them long to figure out how to start making music with pure magic. Apparently, that's a lot more flexible than traditional stuff." The cat girl grinned and flipped the crystal once more, this time a red one. The music cooled down and became more fluid and suggestive.
"This is good, I like this song."
The cat girl's tail waved back and forth happily. She looked up at Fey as she padded toward her, bare feet on plush carpet, hips swaying from side to side.
She came to a stop in front of Fey, the difference in size between the two girls suddenly put in perspective as the cat girl looked up.
"I have a song about well endowed ones like you. I wrote it myself, want to hear?"
"Uhm- s-sure?"
The cat girl began to gyrate, shifting and moving her body in incredibly lurid ways, her skirt flicking up and flashing Fey with her slim lace panties. Fey couldn't help but notice the panties were soaked through and dripping. The dancing picked up becoming even more sexual and Abby began to sing.
"I'm your slut, you're my master"
"Pin me down and fuck me faster"
"Stretch me out and hear me sing"
"Put it in and feel me cling"
Fey couldn't help herself, the cat girl's motions were doing terrible things to her, she whined and a cup of steaming hot precum spurted from Fey's bucking cock and the dancing cat girl let out a happy gasp as it splattered up her body and over her skin, darkening her T-shirt. As she continued to dance droplets were flung from her hips and skirt with every motion.
"Bulge my throat and snap my choker"
"I'm freaky, lips tight like a stroker"
"Rut me rough, make me sore"
"Leave me sloppy, like a whore"
"I gulp and gasp and suck and moan"
"Fuck my throat and make me groan"
Abby lifted her arms and rolled them at Fey, curling her fingers in silky smooth motions, precum flicking from her fingertips, her eyes half lidded, one cute little pointy tooth bit down on her lip.
Fey's rear bucked at the air of its own volition, her cock straining ever harder. More precum splattered up the cat girl causing her to moan and lean into it, enjoying the delicious warmth washing over her skin. "Oh gods Abby!" groaned Fey, she could practically hear her balls growling, hungry to breed this woman.
"Flash my puss, Swing my skirt"
"Roll my hips, flick and flirt"
"Let me ride, let me bounce"
"Show me dick and lemme pounce"
"Make it big cause big is better"
"Slide it in and make me wetter"
By this point Fey was practically hyperventilating, her breaths coming hot and heavy. Her hands had moved up to her breasts and were mauling at them through her blouse, squeezing down on her nipples and rolling them between her fingers. She couldn't look away, she was barely controlling herself, right on the edge of breaking the leather straps and leaping on the cat girl.
"I bounce and bounce like a bunny rabbit"
"You're gonna give me a riding habit"
"Fill my womb with your baby batter"
"Cum and make my tummy fatter!"
"I cry, I wail, I howl, I scream!"
"My body glows as I cream and cream!"
"I'm your slut, you're my master!"
"Pin me down and fuck me faster!"
"P-PLease Abby! I'm begging! This-this- I need you! I neeed youuuu!"
Abby paused as the centaur's hips thrashed against the frames, the wood creaking. She licked her lips. This was going to be good, it had been a while since she'd had a centaur and this one was the largest and most excited specimen she'd come across by a significant margin. Her puss ached and throbbed at the thought and fluid drooled a little faster from her soaked panties.
"Hmm, you liked it?"
In response Fey bucked at the wooden frame, the leather around her legs straining, her cock waving at the air wildly as her hips shoved forward, little sputters of precum continually leaking from the tip. The wood groaned alarmingly.