<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Jules.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Juliette De La Montagne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215726.msg10601375#msg10601375) aka Kajun Kitten<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Richard, (Open to those Richard is willing to allow in), notices Chastity and Layton<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Playground, corner bed<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sunday, June 1st, 8pm-ish<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>black corset, leather mini, fishnets, stilettos, black fingerless gloves, and leather collar<br/><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong>Nickleback - Something in Your Mouth (http://youtu.be/vt-UtzP1u1g)<br/><hr/>"Indeed, darlin'." Kitten felt his hand trail up her thigh and smiled. Her uncle was quite a powerful man in his own right, at least if she was remembering correctly, and there was certainly excitement to be found in attempting to wind such a man around your little finger. It was a rush all its own and as some had remarked before, if you didn't put the Kitten in her place she would certainly work you over. Especially if she stumbled upon something she could exploit to her advantage. Maybe that made her a bad kitty but whatever.<br/><br/>It wasn't hard to notice what part of her body Richard's eyes kept straying to. Not that he was alone there. She was rather well endowed and liked showing them off. Having his eyes on her tits, even while still covered, made her nipples hard enough that every breath she took was the sweetest torture. And she played it up too. Taking slightly deeper breaths that made her chest rise and fall  she adjusted her mask just slightly then let her fingers trail down the side of her neck and to slide along the tops of her breasts. She wondered idly if he was really a breast man or if it was a matter of them just being there. Was thinking of getting his hands on them? What about his mouth, she'd love that, or even his cock between them? She couldn't yet tell to be honest. She would figure him out though. It was only a matter of time now.<br/><br/>"Here... why don't we get comfortable then." She suggested before pulling her leg back and turning. Sitting down on his lap she lifted the long fall of her brunette locks out of the way and glanced back over her shoulder, "Care to help a Kitten out? It's a little... stuffy." The back of her corset was laced tight and tied off. She could get out of it herself if she needed to but where was the fun in that?