A few days ago I was making myself some medibles<----defintion for the uninitiated and my cat decided she would make sure no leftover cannabutter goes wasted. I came back into the kitchen a bit later and found my very naughty girl.

(Don’t worry, no pussies were hurt in the making and eating of the medibles. Remember the LD50 on cannabis is astronomical.)

A hour or so after we had our treat I got a niteflirt call from one Master that encourages me to higher and higher levels of hysteria. On a normal day my cat would not pay the slightest attention to my cries, pleading, slaps, pinches, moans and orgasming, having heard it and seen it all before many times. I’m not sure what happened, but maybe she tapped in to my vibration (yes, I’m nauseatingly new age) and felt what I was feeling. She started to bellow and howl like I’ve never heard her before and kept it up the entire call! (did you hear her caller?)I was a little nervous and when I was done and went to check on her thinking I’d find her puffy and freaked out. Instead, I found her very relaxed, she just rolled over and started purring and took a nap.

That’s what I did as well