I groaned "Mmmmmm..." in a deep, erotic (I hoped), Barry-White sort of way. I wasn't gonna lie to her; but if she chose to assume that this was Brian, that was her problem. I fully intended to leave her happier than Brian ever could have.
I stepped up to the bed, and began to fondle her from head to toe. Katie was gorgeous, albeit a little thinner than I like 'em. I stroked her thighs, then ran my finger up to the lightly-forested mound of her pussy. The little darlin' was already sopping wet! I dug for her clit ring, and gave it a sharp tug. She sucked her breath in suddenly.
“Ooh, baby,” she moaned, “you know I love it when you do that. I'm sorry I denied you before, baby. This is your night for using my body, any way you want; it’s all yours, my gift to you. I even brought along some toys for you to use on me, if you want."
I didn't need any toys right now, but made note of the location of the black doctor's bag. I resumed running my hands over her body, caressing her smooth breasts, and teasing her magnificent pink nipples. I figured these inch-long wonders had to be sensitive, so I experimentally pinched one, then leaned over her helpless body. I tongued it, then sucked it hard, then nibbled on it harder and harder (while cruelly tweaking its twin) until I heard her gasps turn to moans.
She writhed on the bed, fighting the ropes binding her arms and legs to the corners, her lithe little body twisting away from me, then back again. She tossed her head, her shoulder-length brown hair whipping against the blindfold covering her eyes. She kicked at me with those knee-high leather boots; but of course, there was no way to stop me. She'd done too good a job on herself, even if she'd really wanted to escape.
"Brian, baby, I didn't know you would be so *mean*!" Her voice was flirtatious and kittenish in a somewhat artificial sort of way; but there was some genuine arousal in it, as well as an undertone of worry. "But it's a *nice* mean! I'm getting hot for you, baby; can you tell?" I wasn't very impressed with her performance; but I decided that I could make this little golddigger of a sexkitten purr, whether she wanted to or not.
I continued to gnaw on those lust-hardened nipples cruelly, and started to slide my fingers into her pussy. The first two were joined by a third, then soon after by a fourth. She was small and tight, but moist; I had little trouble pushing the bunched-up four riders into her hole quite deeply. I started to cram harder and harder, grunting now and then as I did so.
"Baby, what are you doing? I've never been so... full... before. Is this safe? Brian, baby...." She sounded a little uncertain of what she'd gotten herself into; I grinned, not maliciously but with an amusement which would NOT have made her very comfortable if she'd been able to see it! Katie-kitty was going to have a night to remember at my hands; and I hadn't forgotten her little Bag of Tricks, either!
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