<strong>Name</strong>: Hatter<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Hatter's Hovel, Exercise Room<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Cat<br/><br/>She was bound now, hand and foot and foot and hand, and yet her mind was not yet completely trapped within the prison of his painful desire. Still she spoke and thought like a person, the tremors of pleasure he had granted her not yet enough to unseat her unstable mind. It was sufficient; he had barely begun. There was much to be done before she was reduced from human, to animal, to unthinking reactive bundle of nerves and flesh run through with quakes of pleasure and pain, screaming for release.<br/><br/>He stepped free of his shoes, his pants, his underthings. Naked from the waist down, obscenely erect. And, true to her observation, quite ready to explode. At the same time quite ready to persist for as long as necessary. To have it both ways, to halve it precisely, to balance on the edge of climax for... minutes? Days? How long had he gone before with her? It was a place only a madman would want to stand for long. For erections lasting more than four days one ought to consult a physician, he recalled.<br/><br/>Hatter stroked her concerned face. His voice was gentle again now, even protective. "Dear Cat, you are so wonderfully correct. I<em>do</em>have a problem, and you're just the one to help me with it, aren't you? I think you deserve a treat, you do." He patted the many pockets of his waistcoat. "But I've no biscuits, as they've all been stolen by nasty, filthy little beasts. Ah!" His face brightened. "But I do have something for you. Here you are, my little pet. Just one bite; don't be greedy."<br/><br/>Between his thumb and forefinger he held a bright red morsel, barely two bites in size. The invisibly tiny droplets of oil on its glistening surface already burned the flesh of his fingertips slightly. "A bright bonny Bonnet for my little Scotch Cat. A tiny little package of pain, courtesy of our friends in the islands. I've been saving this for you, my dear. And for me." He held it to her lips, dabbing it against them. "One for you and one for me, and who bears it best we'll see."<br/>