Free Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance by Kirsten McCurran Page B

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    “I understand, Kitty. You just do not know your own body very well. You do not understand what you really need. But I can show you and, once I do, you will have control. Once you learn to control your body you will tap into unimaginable pleasures.”
    “Thank you, sir. Thank you for being understanding.” It was so easy now to say what he wanted to her—she wanted to say it. She wanted him pleased with her.
    “Stay there for a moment,” he ordered and a moment later she felt soothing, cooling lotion being rubbed all over her ass. Katherine was so grateful she wanted to hug and kiss him, but instead she just stayed in position because that was what she was told to do. When he came close to her lips, she whimpered and tried pushing her pussy at him, but he ignored it. When he was done slicking her ass, Mr. Gardner told her to stand and face him.
    Katherine, so stiff from holding the awkward position for so long, moved as quickly as she could, hoping to please her master. For the first time she really thought of him as her Master. He stroked her cheek and gazed at her lovingly while he pulled the band out of her hair so her raven locks tumbled to her shoulders. She knew it must look a mess. He pulled on one of her pouty lips with his thumb and smiled.
    “You really are strikingly beautiful, Kitty.”
    “Thank you, sir,” she replied, with Master on the tip of her tongue.
    “Now I am going to teach you a lesson for coming without permission, but it will not be the painful kind. I am simply going to teach you about controlling your body. In this case, I will control it. Sit back in the chair, Kitty.”
    Katherine sat and the hard wood hurt her sore cheeks. As she expected, Master used the cuffs at her wrists and ankles to secure her in the chair. The wide leather cuffs were lined and did not hurt and would not leave marks, but Katherine could not pull free as she instinctively tested them. With her ankles cuffed her legs were spread open once again and she still was not comfortable being so totally exposed. Last time she was restrained she was bent over, partially hidden, but now Master could see everything and do as he pleased with her. Being frightened and excited at the same time was such a rush.
    “Now be patient, Kitty,” he said, tilting her face up and brushing her lips with his. It was the lightest of kisses, but it was electrifying and she tried chasing him as he withdrew.
    “How are you doing, my pet?” Master asked his wife, turning to her.
    “God…Master…” she stammered. Her fight to maintain control was etched into every taut line in her beautiful body. Just the tip of the vibrator remained inside her and only the sticky juices on her thighs could be holding it in place.
    “You’ve done well. Would you like to come?”  He took the remote from his pocket and the vibrator buzzed louder as he turned it up.
    Tara’s chest heaved with a cry, lifting the chain hanging from her nipples, and she had to bend her legs to keep the vibrator from slipping away, which lifted her boots from the floor. She groaned when her extended arms took all her weight and the bar holding her turned slowly on its cord. Master corrected her turn so Katherine could still see her and then took a hold of the vibrator and shoved it roughly into her cunt. Holding the base, he fucked her rapidly with it and Tara screamed as she bent her legs even higher as if trying to curl into a ball as she climaxed with wild abandon. Master even tugged the chain connecting her nipples and she screamed louder.
    Master pulled the vibrator out of her and switched it off. She lowered her feet and stood on the floor with a sigh of relief. When he presented her with the toy she licked it from tip to base, careful not to miss a spot as she cleaned it with her tongue. It felt so wrong watching her lick the toy, but Katherine was engrossed. Did Tara like the way she tasted? Katherine had never tasted herself, so it just seemed weird to her. She