As Mistress questions Nicolette, Trevor stayed obediently on his knees, his only sound a slightly muffled gurgling noise as she thrust relentlessly into his helpless, waiting mouth. Fairly suddenly, he is pulled to his feet, then bent over the desk, the "kitten"'s lean body pressed against the hard surface, held in place by the firmness of the hand on her back. Trembling softly, he jumps slightly, more in surprise than pain, and settles down, bracing himself as the strap-on is positioned between his cheeks.