The Kitty's Lair
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				Title: <strong>The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 22:38:44</strong>
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				Welcome to the Kitty's lair. The fare for entrance cannot be sum by monetary numbers. And those that enters, enter with the knowledge of exactly what lies within and at their own risks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 22:58:39</strong>
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				The burgundy carpet is plush beneath my feet as I pad around the room, fingers dancing over the rich fabric on the bed, the heavy oak frame of it boasting wrought-iron rings fastened against the four posts. It's classical in design, absent of any ornate decorations, a style that is continued throughout the rest of the room.<br><br>One wall of the room opens up to a wall of windows, the view of the sea obscure only by the fall of the curtains. A cabinet rest against the corner of the room where a stash of my...collection resides in. The rest are well hidden away in the walk-in closet linked to the bathroom. An armchair and couch are about a low table before the windows, but the room is otherwise sparse.<br><br>Glints of light reflecting off of the ocean is the only source of light in the room save for the various spots of light scattered across the ceiling in an imitation of the sky outside. I walk over to the switch, dimming it enough that only faint details can be seen. Details such as the comb holding my hair back, the embroidered corset top, laced up before me, the short pleated skirt, and, of course, the stockings that clad my legs.<br><br>I hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. The carpet is soft beneath my knees as I kneel, hands behind me and gaze lowered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:09:16</strong>
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				I open the door and step inside, closing it behind me. My eyes flick over your kneeling form, and I smile. Seeing you like that sends a sensual thrill through me. But then, this is a place for such emotions, isn't it?<br><br>I walk past you, my fingers trailing lightly across the top of your head, brushing your hair just for a moment. I walk slowly around the room, pleased with what I find. "My pet has done well." The words are soft, but echo in the silence of the room.<br><br>I cross to the chair, and settle myself into it, luxuriating in the feel of it against my body. My clothing conspires to hide me in the shadows of the chair. Black shirt, black trousers, black ankle length boots. <br><br>I click my fingers once, to bring your attention to me, and point to the floor in front of me. "You have something for me, don't you, my pet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:18:06</strong>
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				I follow your movements with my eyes, twisting about as you walk about the room.<br><br>Rising to my feet at the gesture, I move across the room. As I cross the room, I step in and out of the pockets of light shining from the ceiling. The shine of the fabric shimmer for a moment before fading once again into the dark. <br><br>The silk of the stocking is smooth against my skin as I sink to my knees again. I look up at you and tilt my head quizzically. "Something?" My voice is far more uncertain than I would like it to be. But before you, it always seem to be so to my ears.<br><br>I trail my fingers over your knees, a small smile curling my lips as I gather myself. My voice is stronger when it comes again. "I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific. I can't really read your mind." I wink. "I believe there is only one of us here that can do that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:29:04</strong>
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				I lean forwards in the chair, a half smile on lips. "Then perhaps I should give you a clue, hmm?" I shift forwards on the chair, my feet sliding either side of where you kneel, and reach my hand behind your head. My hand tightens in your hair, enough to draw that sudden inhalation of breath before I've pulled your head forwards, pressing my lips hard against yours. I tilt my head a little, kissing you hard, my tongue brushing across your lips, like I want to eat you from the inside out. Not that far removed, in truth.<br><br>My other hand drops to your breast caressing you through the corset, my thumb stroking the warm flesh above the fabric. Not enough. Not enough by half. My hand leaves your head and I slide both of them into the corset top, pulling outwards. The fasteners snap off, flying away into the gloom with sharp <em>pings</em>, leaving your breasts mostly uncovered. Better. Much better.<br><br>Another wrench and only the last one or two fasteners still hold, and you are bared to me. This is how I want you. My hands cup your breasts, squeezing gently, rubbing the nipples with my thumbs, over and around them, feeling them harden to my touch.<br><br>I break off the kiss, my tongue darting out to moisten still dry lips. "Does my pet know now? Or does she require further instruction?" My eyes gleam, and I can hear an odd tone in my voice. I'm usually more controlled than this. Not now though. Right now, that control is only a hindrance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:52:32</strong>
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				I yelp as the fasteners snaps free, the sharp metals dig into me before springing open. The urgency in the kiss had sent all thoughts in my mind out the window. Instead, all I can do is feel. Feel and revel in the sensations. The small pricks of pain from your hand in my hair, the tantalizingly intangible sensation drawn from your fingers against my breasts. <br><br>Drawing in a sharp breath to steady myself, I stand up. "I'm still not quite sure." I tease. My words are breathless and my voice just slightly husky. My chest heaves as I stand up, tugging free the corset and letting it drop by me. Catching my lower lip between my teeth again, I finger the hooks on the skirt before freeing it and letting it slide down the length of my legs. <br><br>I step out from the fabric pooled about my feet and kick it aside. I cock my head. My blush is slightly discernible against the faint illumination in the room. The top of the black stocking is laced and the belt is tight about my hips. I twist my fingers, entwining them about each other behind my back as I glance down at you. "Did I guess right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:16:25</strong>
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				I don't reply immediately, instead letting my gaze slowly travel down your body. I'm almost sorry you took the skirt off. Part of me wanted it to be me doing that .. tearing it from your body, leaving you all but naked beneath my gaze. I'm not quite sure what's gotten into me tonight. This fire is unlike me. I can't say I dislike it though.<br><br>Without a word I slide my hand between your thighs. Already damp. Good. I like you this way. It's a rush knowing that I can get you so worked up, yet you still seem playfully hesitant to act until I make you. Not that I mind that too much either. Such an obedient pet. Always so eager to please.<br><br>I slide a finger between your lips, all the way inside you, and begin to slowly play with you, teasing a further response from your body. A second finger follows the first. A little harder now, a little faster, my fingers starting to make noise, to slap against your body.<br><br>I withdraw them slowly, moving my hand to my lips. Your eyes seem larger now. Maybe its a trick of the light. I run my fingers across my lips, then my tongue. Tasting you. Letting you watch me do so.<br><br>I stand slowly, my body almost touching yours, and extend my hands a little way out from my body. "Undress me, my pet. Then use that sweet mouth of yours." I place my finger under your chin as you start to move, raising your gaze to mine. "Only your mouth. My pet's fingers will be busy elsewhere, won't they?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:43:25</strong>
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				A whimper broke from me before I caught myself when you slid your fingers in. My legs threatened to buckle beneath me. Closing my eyes, I swallowed, controlling my breathing and trying to gain some semblance of control back.<br><br>My eyes opened once again when you draw again. I caught my lower lip between my teeth again as you lick your fingers. I'd almost stepped back when you stood up, but remained at my spot instead. <br><br>I stop at your words and you can see the shiver running through me at your words. I nod, all pretense of ignorance abandoned. Holding your gaze, I dip my fingers beneath the hem of your shirt, my fingers skimming against your skin as I work the shirt off of you, my breath washing against the exposed skin.<br><br>Dropping back down to my knees, I loosen the lacing on your boots before tugging them off and moving them over to the side. Wetting my lips with the tip of my tongue, I unfasten your pants. My nails scrape lightly against the sides of your legs as I draw your pants and boxer off of you. They slip down, falling in a heap by your feet.<br><br>My lips quirking a little, I stay kneeling and tilt my head back to look at you. "And I'm the shy one?" My voice drop, going softer. "You're going need to be a little bit more specific." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:52:44</strong>
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				My fingers tighten in your hair again, tilting your gaze to mine, so you cannot look away. I lean down towards you, a smile on my lips. "Very well. If my pet wants details, she will have them."<br><br>My hand moves your head forwards, til your lips are brushing against the head of my cock. "I intend to use my pet hard tonight. I will have her mouth, her pussy and her ass, one after the other. While I take her mouth, she will be playing with her pussy and ass. I want to listen to her moans of pleasure. I want to feel her cum whilst she sucks me off. I want to see the look in her eyes when she cums hard for me, and takes my cum in her sweet mouth. She will keep going til we have both cum, and hold her own as long as possible."<br><br>"Now, does my pet have toys she wants to use, or will she simply use her fingers, hmm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 01:50:53</strong>
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				Listening to your words, I shiver again. My tongue darts out, wetting my lips and in turn, the tip of your cock. I exhale slowly, my breath cold against you.<br><br>Leaning forward again, I I trail a series of fast, almost chaste kisses along your cock before drawing back and locking gaze with you again. I swirl my tongue against the head of your cock before letting your cock slip into my mouth. Taking in only the head, I suck lightly before moving back again, your cock released from my lips with a small pop. "I have...some selections in the cabinet." I nods to it against the wall. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 02:00:45</strong>
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				I close my eyes briefly, savouring the feel of your lips, waiting to feel so much more than that. Anticipation. Delicious. <br><br>I nod. "Then go and fetch them. Let me see what you would choose, and I will say yay or nay to the selection." I'm curious now as to what toys my pet has found to her taste, and what she wants to share with me now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 03:16:29</strong>
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				I stand up and move over to the cabinet. The light above it illuminate the polished wood. The hinges swing open silently as I open the cabinet. <br><br>The rows of hooks are mostly empty, save for a few riding crops. I ignore those for now and pull out a top drawer. Rows of vibrators are in this one. I hug arms about myself, scanning through the selection. Selecting one, I turn to you, holding it between my fingers. The bullet vibrator is smooth against my fingers and I palm the controls. "Yes?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 00:42:30</strong>
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				I give a slow nod. "That will do for one." My eyes drift over the other toys sitting there. My, my .. my pet has been busy, hasn't she. More adventurous at any rate. I approve. <br><br>I walk across to stand behind you, my eyes roaming over the collection. My hand rises to your hair, and softly begins to stroke. "What else does my pet have to show me, hmm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 04:40:12</strong>
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				I watch as you cross the room. I lean back against you, resting my head against your leg before pulling out another drawer, and then the third.<br><br>What had began simply as an inquisitive purchase had escalated into a shopping spree. The second drawer is lined with dildos of different sizes and the third has coils of silk ropes. I curl against you, tilting my head back again to catch your face. "I have...some more in the closet." I chew on my lower lip, feeling the heat spreading across my cheeks again. "Does these work?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 18:45:05</strong>
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				"I think that should be my question." I reply, smiling. "I presume my pet has thoroughly tested them, so she should be telling me which work well, and which do not."<br><br>I lift one at random, examining it, then look down. "So ... does my pet like this one? Or is there another that she loves the feel of more?"<br><br>My gaze drops to the third drawer, and my fingers trail across a coil of rope. Oh yes .. these will be usefull before we're finished. I look back at you with another smile. I think by now you have a good idea of how my mind works. You're already picturing me tying you into place on the bed, aren't you, my pet? You're yearning for the feel of those ropes encircling your flesh, the first delicate touch of my fingers, my lips, my tongue on your skin.<br><br>I know what my pet wants. What she needs. What she craves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 23:16:30</strong>
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				I flush at his words. "Actually..." I fidget, curl against the carpeted floor, "I haven't really had a chance to...really test them out." Or for that matter, even really look at them. I had dash into the shop, looked about for something that looked somewhat familiar, paid the cashier who gave me a sympathetic smile before dashing out again, slightly grateful that the bags were, for the most part, non-descriptive.<br><br>That's not to say that I'm not especially intrigue by a few of them, even as I shy away from the others. I draw a finger over a vibrating dildo. The way that your fingers move over the coil of rope is not lost on me. I shiver involuntarily, recalling all the words and promises that you had uttered. <br><br>Compare what you know of me to what I know of you...I pale in comparison of the arsenal that I have against you. That's something that has to be rectified soon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 00:47:56</strong>
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				I glance down at her, my eyebrow arching in surprise. "Then that is a situation we shall have to rectify, isn't it, my pet?"&nbsp; My hand still glides softly across your hair, and I take my time examining the assortment of toys.<br><br>"Tell me, pet, which ones appeal to you the most? What would you like to feel caressing you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 08:37:46</strong>
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				I squirm beneath your hand, dropping my gaze to look at my hands. "If I haven't test them out before, I wouldn't really know which one then?" I can feel my face aflame. My gaze dart away from the collection in the drawers.<br><br>It was bad enough buying it. Walking into a store and going up to the counter...I make a small noise in the back of my throat. I think most of the blood went to my face at that point.<br><br>I fidget again and in a voice that is hardly audible to my own ears, I mutter, "Something less...intimidating? The bullet vibrator?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 13:12:07</strong>
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				"That's one." I reply. "In fact, that's one that was already mentioned." I look over the toys slowly again. "Since my pet is so indecisive, I think I shall have to choose the second." I look down and smile, then turn my attention back to them. I love it when I see the heat rise to her face. Such a cute blush. <br><br>I reach out and lift one of the rabbits from the selection. This one has a pair of rabbits. I lift the small card up that sits beside it. Ah, the feature list .. how convenient. I look down and begin to read aloud, watching to see the heat rise once more. <br><br>"The three way."<br><br>"Vibrating ears at the front of this great vibe lavish your clit with delicious attention while another set at the back massage your anal erogenous zones."<br><br>"With 7.5 inches of rotating penetrating shaft, plus 15 exciting configurations - 5 speed rotating shaft including animation and 3 speed clit and anal stimulator."<br><br>I smile as I come to the end of the list. "It seems my pet has made a good choice, hmm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 07:39:59</strong>
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				"Not my fault my mind is all messed up-" I mutter, fingers brushing over the ripples on the carpet. "I think we both know whose fault it is." I look up to shoot you a wry smile until I see what you're holding up.<br><br>I blink. Once. Twice. Swallow. <em>Uh oh.</em><br><br>I'd picked that one out of sheer temporary insanity. That and the salesperson had recommended it with a knowing glint in her eyes. And now that moment of weakness is coming back to bite me.<br><br>"That...one?" My voice comes hesitantly. I advert my gaze. "I guess?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 21:44:05</strong>
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				"No guesses, pet." I reply, smiling. "I think we'll have ourselves a lot of fun with this, won't we?"<br><br>I let the end of it trail down my pets cheek, and across her lips, down her neck, before lifting it up and away again, and turning my attention to the rope. I set the toy down again, then look down. "Don't worry pet, I'm not changing my mind. I simply prefer to have my hands free to examine these." <br><br>I lift the first piece of rope to demonstrate, enjoying the soft feel of it. I roll it between my fingers, feeling the core within as I pinch it. Yes, this should do nicely. I slip it over my neck, letting it hang loose, and pick up a second. Feels the same. Looks about the same length. Should do quite nicely.<br><br>I look round to the bed, mentally gauging the lengths I'll need. Yes, these will work. A couple more the same and we should be all ready. It doesn't take too long to sort through them and find a couple more lengths the right size.<br><br>My eyes fall on one of the longer lengths. Hmmm.<br><br>I turn, looking down. "I think my pet would look well in a harness. After all, we'll need something to hold her toys in place while I have her mouth, won't we?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 04:54:29</strong>
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				I shiver, watching the way the lengths of the rope swing against you as you turn to look at the bed. The coils of the rope may lie innocently when in the drawer, but under the guide of a devious mind, it could be something else all-together. And you are definitely in possession of such a mind.<br><br>That you are looking at the bed already tells me a bit about what you have planned, sending another wave of shiver through me and I locked my fingers in my lap. I rub my fingers against the silk of my stockings, feeling the sheer fabric against my skin. <br><br>At your words, I swallow before letting my tongue dart out to wet my lips. "Harness?" I'm aware that I'm beginning to sound like a parrot, echoing his words. I flush at the knowledge, feeling every bit flustered. <br><br>The image of it flashes across my mind, and I chew on my lower lip, looking back at you. "Yes." The statement comes out as more of a question than an actual answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 16:06:15</strong>
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				I smile as I see your teeth close on your lip. "You needn't worry, my pet." I say, smiling down. "In my hands, no harm will ever come to you. You can think of the rope as simply my hands upon you, when they cannot be there. Perhaps we'll see if you can learn to self tie it ... that way you can wear it under your every day clothes, and no one will know it. Then my hands will always be on your skin."<br><br>I pause, looking into your eyes. "But that shall be for another day. For now, I can have my hands on you, and will." I return my attention to the rope. A harness will need a far longer coil to work with. I lift and discard several, too short for my purposes. With the final piece I luck out. It has been left literally at the back of the drawer, coiled less carefully. Perhaps this was the leftover piece, the stuff you thought you wouldn't need. I uncoil it, measuring it out in my mind. Yes, I think this will do nicely.<br><br>I let one end piece drop against your breast, and slowly move it back and forth across that hard little nipple. "On your feet pet. I don't think we can properly bind you while you're kneel there." I pause, looking down. "Though after we're done on the bed, there are a few shibari ties I think would look rather appealing on you." Yes, plenty we can be doing. The thought of you bound and helpless sends shivers of pleasure through me. Ah, the things I could do to you. The things I will do to you. Such a precious gift you offer me.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 05:41:20</strong>
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				I shift my weight, another blush rising at the mental image that you're conjuring with your words. Averting my gaze again, I turn to watch with interest as you sort through the ropes. With each discarded piece, the pulse drumming at my throat increased in speed.<br><br>My breath catch in my throat as the rope's silky texture brushes against my nipple, another shiver ripple through me at the contact. My teeth still catching my lower lip, I stand up. There is the hushed rustling of silk sliding against silk as I move. <br><br>I play with my hands, not sure where to put it. Catching myself fidgeting with my fingers, I ball them up and let them fall next to me. "I don't think I can manage self-tying really that well." Not to mention the mortification if the bumps of the ropes are detected beneath my clothes. But the expression on my face would probably bring about enough suspicion by itself. "It wouldn't be...convenient?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 21:10:53</strong>
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				A place a finger under your chin, lifting your gaze to mine, in time to see that flash of emotion behind your eyes, the move to bite on your lip quickly suppressed. I know what you're thinking too. <em>Not fair.</em> Such a delightfull weakness to have discovered. <br><br>"Convenient?" I ask, amusement tinging my tone. "I suppose it might not be. But you'd still do it if I wanted you to, wouldn't you pet? Because you know it would turn me on to think of you wearing nothing but rope beneath your clothes." I pause, letting the implications of that sink in. "But we shall discuss that later. For now ..."<br><br>I place the coil of rope over your head, letting the two ends slither down between your breasts. I tie a series of knots in the rope, one just above your breasts, one between them and a couple below, with a last one that snugged tightly between your thighs. The loose ends I take between your legs, drawing them up your back and through the loop behind your neck, snugging it down til it sits against your shoulders. "Comfy, pet?" I ask, as I settle it into place.<br><br>I turn you in place, drawing the two ends of the rope around your body, just above your breasts, through the hole and back, under your breasts this time as it loops to the back. Again and again it goes around, drawing through the holes created by the knots and slowly tightening as it works down your body. One last pull to tighten it, a check on the knots and I tie it off. I slide a couple of fingers in around the ropes, checking they're weren't too tight, and wouldn't be a danger to you. Looks good.<br><br>I kneel down, parting your thighs and checking the ropes there, snugging them tight against you, and easing your lips apart. "We need to ensure our toys will fit snugly, don't we pet?" I slide a finger into you, rubbing that rough little spot within. "Don't think we're going to need any lube are we? My pet is very nicely turned on, hmm? Just the way I like you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 00:35:03</strong>
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				I tilt my head back, my nose wrinkling as I meet your gaze. I want to fidget, avert my gaze, but as always, I'm hold captive. My teeth catch my lower lip briefly for a moment before releasing it. <br><br>I can hear the amusement in your voice as you speak. The truth of your words ring in my ears.<br><br>Holding my breath, I feel the rope pass over my head, and the weight of it against my neck as you tie the knots. The twist of the rope's silk slides against me, the cool touch of it against my skin as it snakes about my torso. <br><br>I bite back a reply at your question, a quiet, sharp inhalation as the ropes are tighten, making the knots dig into me. It's not enough that any circulations are cut off, but enough that I'm well aware of the presence of them, the presence of the rope, and especially of that particular knot between my legs. <br><br>I arches a quizzical eyebrow when you kneel. The knot there is slick already. A small gasp escape my parted lips when you slip your finger in. My hips move against your hand. My head bow, strands of hair falling over my eyes as I close my eyes, my breath coming harsh and fast. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 02:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smile, stand, and move around behind you, swatting you playfully on that oh so sensitive rear. "Now, my pet, the bed awaits. Go and lie down in the middle, make your self comfortable. Arms by your sides, pointing towards the bottom corners of the bed. Once we have you properly tied down, I want you to raise each leg when I tell you to. They'll be tied to the top corners."<br><br>I slip my arm around your waist, dropping my hand between your thighs, and rubbing a still damp finger over the knot on your clit. "Once I have you in place, then we shall see about adding our toys to the game."<br><br>I step in close, my mouth next to your ear. "Is my pet excited?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 07:25:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I yelp at the light swat, wriggling back against you. My head tilts back at your touch against the knot. I shiver, the rubbing from your finger, pressing the knot harder against the bundle of nerves. The strands, as soft as it was coiled, are enough to make a quiet moan break from my lips. I can feel each twist of the knot against me. <br><br>My eyes closing, I listen to your question, feeling the wash of your breath against my ear. I take in a slow breath, the rope tightening about me for a moment and the knots dig into me again. I swallow audibly. "I think you know the answer to that question." I murmured, my face aflame again. But you want a solid answer, I know. I chew on my lower lip for a moment before answer, "yes."<br><br>I step toward the bed, a soft gasp drawn from me as the rope twist against me with each step taken. <br><br>The mattress sinks beneath me as I settle into it, my breath short from the brief walk. I shift until I'm in the middle of the bed. Instead of lying down, I sit curled in the middle, watching you curiously. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 16:54:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That soft admission brings a smile to my face. Don't ask me what it is, but there's something so satisfying about drawing the answers out of you. "Good." is my only response.<br><br>I follow you to the bed, placing one foot onto it, and waiting for you to settle in place. I watch as you make yourself comfortable, and the play of the rope against your skin. Do you feel my touch in it still?<br><br>I move onto the bed beside you, taking the first of the shorter lengths, and lifting your left hand. I raise your hand to my lips, pressing them against the knuckles for a moment, then beginning to bind you. The rope passes smoothly around and around your wrist .. a simple knot, but one that work nicely for our purposes. I lift your other arm and repeat the process.<br><br>"Lie down, pet." I say, placing a hand on your chest and pushing you backwards. "Once I tie off the ends of these to the bed, then your legs are next."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 02:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I bite my lip, watching as the rope winds about my wrist. My mind is already beginning to associate the silken touch of the rope with the activity, whatever it may be, to follow. I rotate my wrists, studying the knots.<br><br>Allowing you to push me back, I lie sprawled in the center of the bed. The mattress sink beneath our weight, the sheet wrinkling against me as I settle back. I let my hands fall to my sides, the ends of the rope in messy curls against the fabric of the bed. Keeping my legs crossed, I stare up at you, following your movements with my eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 00:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I take the tail of the rope and move to the foot of the bed, securing it to one of the posts, drawing it so it holds your arm stretched out towards it. You'll still have a little play in it, but you won't be going anywhere I don't want you to.<br><br>I move back up, taking the second rope, and moving to the other foot of the bed. I grin at you as I draw it tighter, securing you in place. "Now pet." I say, moving back to you, and running my hand along your leg, enjoying the feel of the stocking beneath my fingers. "Time to open those pretty legs of yours. I'm going to enjoy seeing you when we're done. Helpless. Bound for my pleasure. Toys buzzing away. My pet cumming hard, again and again."<br><br>I slide off the bed, walking back to the cupboard, and picking up another little piece I saw there. I hold the blindfold up to you as I approach. "I've always heard it said that when the sense of sight is removed, the other senses are enhanced to compensate." I climb back onto the bed, leaning down, and sucking on one of your nipples, hard. I can feel it hardening between my lips, and under my tongue. I pull on it as I rise, then release, and blow, a cold stream of air across it.<br><br>"I think we're going to find out if that's true or not. I can think of lots of interesting sensations for my pet to experience." I set the blindfold down, and run my hand along one leg, down to the knee and back up again. "Now pet .. lift your left leg for me." I look towards the left corner at the head of the bed, judging where your leg will reach. Yes, the rope will be more than enough. <br><br>I lift the next piece of rope, and turn back towards you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 01:46:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I twist my fingers about the ropes, testing the hold of the knots. The rope is pulled taunt, the strands of it tight about my wrists, the knots digging into me, but they hold.<br><br>I make a small noise in the back of my throat as you describe my future. The blindfold dangles between your fingers, looking utterly innocent. The bed sink once again as you climb on the mattress. I swallow, holding my breath as you lean down. A muffled moan break from my lips as you close your lips about my nipple. I wriggle a little, half wanting to pull away and half tempted to lean into you. A shudder rocks through my body as the cold air hit the wet spot. <br><br>I moisten my lips with the tip of my tongue, watching you until the blindfold slips over my eyes and darkness takes over instead. It takes a few minutes, but my senses heighten. I can hear my own breath, still slow and steady. For now. <br><br>At your request, I pause for a minute, wondering briefly what would happen if I chose not to follow through. I hesitate, but at length, I curl my left leg close to me. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 01:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I straighten your leg out, lifting it up, running my hands up and down the stocking, enjoying the feel of it against my fingertips. With your sight now taken from you, I wonder how much more this teases you now.<br><br>At length I take the rope and loop it around your ankle, an identical knot to the wrists. I slip a finger under it to check that it isn't too tight. Good.<br><br>I move closer to the corner of the bed, and draw your leg downwards. "Tell me if this gets uncomfortable pet." I say, leaving your leg at an angle, and tying the rope off against the head of the head. I run my fingers down your leg again, from the ankle to where the stocking ends. Such an appealing sight. <br><br>I move around, watching your head turn slightly to follow me. Easy enough to do, between my movement on the bed, and the noises I make. Then again, I'm not trying to be silent at the moment. Ah, but you've not experienced that yet, have you? You'd be surprised just how quietly I move, when I put my mind to it.<br><br>I retrieve the last length of rope, and bind your right ankle. This time I simply move your leg, trusting you to follow my direction. Once I have this one tied off, then the fun can really begin, hmm?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 03:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm acutely aware of the light touch through the sheer fabric of the stockings, shivering a little at the teasing graze. The nature of the stocking stops me from feeling the strands of the rope as I can on my wrists, but I could still feel the weight of it against my ankle. <br><br>My muscles are stretched as you move my leg, drawing it up. It's not an entirely uncomfortable position for me, after all, I'd long learned to hold myself in straining positions for long periods of time. Still, I shift slightly against the rope as I follow you about the room with my ears. <br><br>Even behind the blindfold, I keep my eyes open. My lashes sweep against the blindfold when I blink, brushing against the dark fabric. My fingers curl about the ropes and I run the pads of my thumbs against the twist of the rope.<br><br>My teeth catch my lower lip as I feel the the weight of the rope about my right ankle. The hushed shifting of your body is the only sound save for my breath in the room as I feel my right leg drawn up as well. I bite down a little harder on my lip, turning my head to hide yet another blush coloring my cheeks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 19:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I return with the toys before the blush has faded, and smile at the sight of it. What wonderful thoughts are running through my pets mind to bring that colour to your cheeks? <br><br>I turn on the smaller of the two toys. Its muted hum fills the room, and it trembles in my hand. I watch you closely as it starts up. Anticipation .. wonderfull. I do so enjoy this. I bring it close, still on its low setting, and take a grip on the end of it, tracing a path down the inside of your thigh. My eyes are still on your face though, watching to see what expressions flit across. <br><br>I bring it to your body, slipping it under the rope, letting that secure it in place against your lips. Not on your clit though .. not yet. I don't want to get you too worked up, too fast. When I attach the bunny, well now, that's going to send you through the roof. <br><br>I slide the small one slowly up and down, turning it around. I can see it getting coated with your juices. Good. I slide it out from under the ropes, and tease you with the tip of it, sliding it between your lips, and slowly moving it up and down, back and forth. I want you wriggling pet. I want you craving this. Everything that I'm going to do to you, with you, for you.<br><br>I circle it around, a lazy figure 8, tracing the edge your opening, and around the clit, before bringing it down to your rear, and leaving its head pressed against you. <br><br>"Are you ready, pet? Tell me what you want me to do with this now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 01:51:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I turn back at the low hum, curling my fingers once again around the rope about my wrists. I shiver, following your approach by the sound of the approaching hum, a surprised squeak escaping me at the feel of the vibration buzzing against my leg. I jerked against the ropes, an involuntary movement accompanied by a sharp draw of breath. <br><br>I stare at you, almost sullenly through the blindfold, willing the glare to penetrate through the fabric, but the effect is marred by the small smile tugging at my lips. Such a tease...<br><br>The ropes are pull taunt and I throw my head back, wriggling against the vibrator. A small whimper escapes my parted lips and I tug on the ropes again, the strands of ropes twisting against my skin. The air is cool against my slicked lips and I shiver again. I shift, trying my best to bring it close to me. <br><br>Chewing on my lower lip again, I nod. "Yes." The words come plaintively, "please." I lick my lips. You aren't about to let me slide with that answer, are you? Rather than putting up with more teasing, I lower my voice, blush blooming over my cheeks again, a darker shade than before. "I want it in me...please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 19:50:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod, though of course you can't see it. Habit, I suppose. "As my pet wants." I answer softly, and start to slide it slowly into your rear. I can see your muscles working, a momentary tightening before you force yourself to relax.<br><br>It's a new experience. I know that. But you know that I'm not going to do anything that you won't enjoy. It's what you want. You know that, you remember it, and you relax. I can almost see the thoughts flitting through your mind, as your tongue darts out across your lips. There'll be something else passing your lips soon pet. I smile, and turn away, glancing at the second toy that waits for you.<br><br>Now that you've relaxed though, I moved this one in a little further, its hum becoming quieter. I expect your breath will fill the quiet though. There, all the way in.<br><br>"Do you like that pet?" I enquire. "Do you want me to set it higher, or shall I fetch the other first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 00:07:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I inhale sharply as you slip it in, the unfamiliar intrusion making me tense up instinctively against it. My eyelashes fluttering behind the blindfold as I coach myself to relax. My tongue sweeps over my lips, a low whine escaping between them as you push it in more.<br><br>My toes curl and I tug slightly on the ropes once again with a small gasp. I wriggle, feeling the smooth fabric slip beneath me slightly. my cheeks heated. It's something heavy and heady, to be captured, exposed like this. A shiver ripple through me, goosebumps rising over my skin. At your question, I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue again.<br><br>"Not higher." My voice came out, hushed. A low whine rolls in the back of my throat again. "Other one first..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 01:39:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The other one." I echo in agreement, lifting off the bed and moving to pick the second one up. I turn it over in my hands, looking over the controls. A little more complex than the other, obviously. I walk back towards the bed, settling down, and running my hand down the back of your thigh, smiling.<br><br>A push of my thumb and the toy hums into life. My gaze is on you, watching for your reaction. You know that it's coming, but that moment of anticipation ... the expectation of it's touch ... <br><br>Another touch, the hum changes pitch. You can't tell what exactly its doing, but its sending shivers of fear and excitement through you, isn't it? I switch it off again, and lower it to your body, rubbing the tip between your lips. I can see your juices glistening on the head as I move it. I start to slide it back and forth, pushing it further and further in, til its sheathed in your body. Adjust the ears to fit against your clit and your ass takes only a moment, snugging it into place with the ropes takes a little longer.<br><br>Satisfied I look up at you, listening to the muted hum of the first toy buzzing away. "Now pet." I say, quietly. "We're all set. I'm going to turn this one on .. both sets of ears. Then the shaft of it. I want my pet nice and turned on. These are going to keep going unless you beg me to remove them."<br><br>A flick of the switch, and the first set of ears come to life, buzzing against her ass, joining the other toy in that stimulation. <br><br>"Then I'm going to put my cock in your mouth, and I'm going to fuck your mouth til I cum."<br><br>Another flick of the switch, and the ears on the clit come to life.<br><br>"The toys will keep going til you cum, and cum, and cum again. When I'm ready, I'm going to remove one of them. I haven't decided which yet. Then I'm going to fuck you there til I cum again."<br><br>One last flick and the main shaft starts moving, rotating balls and oddly shaped protrusions coming to life, and teasing my pet further. <br><br>"I intend to pleasure my pet til she cannot take any more. Til every last fibre of her being is wracked in pleasure."<br><br>Another flick of the switch. Flick. Flick. Flick. Second level on each of them. A little louder, a little faster .. quite a lot faster in the case of the ears. Let's just concentrate on those.<br><br>"Are you ready pet"<br><br>Flick. Flick. Ears on high. Let's see what happens. She could well be cumming before my cock even touches her lips. I don't want that though. I want to her cum with my cock in her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 08:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The light touches along the back of my thigh make me jerk my head back, turning to face where I assume you are at. The touch was unexpected, catching me off guard. <br><br>My body stiffen at the second hum, my fingers balling up. My breath hitches and I can feel the smooth head of the toy against me. I stifle a small moan as your rub it against me. The muffled sound grow as you slip it in, my hips buckling against it, only to find that the ropes hold me still. <br><br>The silence of the room is now interrupted by only the muted buzz of the vibrator and my fast breath. I whimper as the sets of ears hum, coming to life. My body tense up as I fight off the rising climax. I'm barely registering your words. My heart is pounding loudly in my ears, over the words that you utter. <br><br>I gasp when the final switch is thrown, my head tossed back as a moan is dragged from my lips. My back arches slightly off the bed as the vibration increased, as much as I can with my hands and ankles restrained. The rope about me tightened, pushing against the toys. I cry out, my fingers curling. <br><br>I could feel it threatening to wash over me, my breath quickening, small whimpers between them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 02:24:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, that's doing the job alright. I smile, and duck beneath the rope, and the upraised leg, positioning myself over your face. I lean in, pressing my cock against your already half parted lips.<br><br>"Open up, pet."<br><br>The words have barely begun to leave my mouth before you're responding, so eagerly, head raising off the bed to take as much as you can, as quickly as you can. Just how I like my pet .. eager, and very, very aroused.<br><br>I push myself in to your eager mouth, feeling your head tilt back slightly, giving me room to go deeper. Good, pet .. good. I settle into a fast rhythm, fast as I can without hurting you. I know you're close, and I want this to be an experience that will send shivers through your memories for years to come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 08:42:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel the bed shifting slightly as you move about. Small, wordless noises continue to escape me as I tug the ropes taunt. The strands bite into me, no matter how soft they may have been when they lay against my palms earlier. <br><br>You press your cock against my lips and I part my lips for you almost even before you speak again. Forgetting the rope harness tight about me I raise my head only to gasp, a low whine in my throat as you push into my mouth.<br><br>I'm breathing hard, trying hard to keep my climax at bay and failing miserably. My body jerk sharply against the ropes as I moan, my eyes fluttering shut behind the blindfold. The walls of my sex ripple and tighten about the vibrator. I struggle against the ropes, trying to move away from it to slow the rise of my climax. Small cries fall from my lips, muffle slightly by your cock in my mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 00:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's it pet. Cum for me. Cum hard." <br><br>I can see you want to. Are you holding back til I tell you that you can? Or just not <em>quite</em> there yet. It's only a few breaths away .. I can tell that much by the way your body is moving.<br><br>I shift myself a little ... don't want to risk you gagging on me, or having something equally embarrassing happen. That'd spoil the mood in a hurry, and I don't want that. I continue to thrust, not as fast though, my weight on my hands where I lean over your body, nibbling at your sides and down onto your thighs.<br><br>"Cum for me, pet. Cum now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 08:17:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My breaths grow ragged and my fingers curl about the ropes. I jerk against the ropes again, the knots of the harness dig into me as I wriggle involuntarily, the ropes binding me giving me a enough slack to do so. I tilt my head back a little, whimpers falling from my lips. I suck lightly at the cock in my mouth before moaning. <br><br>A shivers run through me at the nip to my sides and my thighs. I gasp, my nails digging into the fleshy part of my palm as I cum, small flashes of light appearing behind the black of my eyelids. <br><br>Panting, I gasp, trying to collect myself, feeling my juices slipping down, coating my sex. I give a low whimper at the vibrators as they continue to hum away. I slump against the bed, whining a little and wriggling before curling my tongue against your cock again and sucking hard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 02:20:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smile at as I feel and hear you cum. I love this. Having you in my power, you giving yourself to me. As your shivers start to slow I cut the speed on the toys down. I know you're going to be sensitive right now .. the low setting will keep you riding the edge of it, keep you close, but shouldn't bring you over again .. for a little while at least.<br><br>With your attention turned to my cock, I can tell that you've recovered enough to focus on something beyond the pleasure rippling through you. <br><br>Good.<br><br>I pick up my pace again, thrusting deep into your mouth. "Ride the pleasure pet." I say, my voice low. "Let it take you again. I want you to cum with me. Cum when I do. You can do that, can't you pet." I don't make it a question. It's a statement. You will cum again, when I want you to. Because I want you to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 05:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Uncurling my fingers, a small whimper roll in the back of my throat, the red marks of my nails on my palms. I exhale when the vibrators slowed, but I shift against the ropes, trying to move away from the low humming that continued. Still sensitive...I don't think I will be able to last that long, even with the slower speed. <br><br>Tilting my head back slightly, I let your cock slide in further between my lips, my tongue trailing on the underside of your cock. I can feel perspiration gathering over my body, my breath still fast and uneven. My senses heighten, I can feel the threads of the fabric beneath me and the I hear your words, as low as they are, as though a loud command. <br><br>As bound as I am, there isn't much that I can do. I writhe, struggling to keep my jaw relax as you thrust, small moans erupting in gasps from my lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 02:38:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's it pet." I speak softly, voice carrying over the soft buzzing. I can feel your body starting to tremble again beneath me. You're getting close again. I knew you'd enjoy these.<br><br>I thrust harder, deeper into your mouth. I can feel my body starting to tremble as well. Getting close to cumming.<br><br>"Cum for me pet." There's an urgency in my voice. "Cum for me now. Cum with me."<br><br>My eyes close as I feel myself peaking, and I exhale a long breath as I cum into your mouth.<br><br>"Cum now, pet. Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 09:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I shudder, wriggling against the vibrators, fighting back a gag reflex as you thrust hard into my mouth. My body sink into the bed, pressing into the mattress by the force of your thrusts. <br><br>Another series of gasps escaped from my lips and my body stiffen as I fight off another wave of climax. My lips close about your cock, throat working as I swallow, my tongue working against the sides of your cock as I do. <br><br>My breath hitch and muffle my scream as I cum, curling into myself and my fingers digging into the ropes against as I do so. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 01:21:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After several long moments the world comes back into focus, mostly with the feel of your mouth still around me. I take a long slow breath, straightening up, reluctantly withdrawing from your mouth. I shift aside, stretching out beside you on the bed, and resting my hand on your stomach. <br><br>"That was good, pet. That was very good." <br><br>I let my hand trace idle patterns on your skin as I wait for my heartbeat to slow again, listening to the muted buzz of the toys.<br><br>"Tell me pet .. should I turn them up, and bring my pet off again and again, til I'm ready for her? Or should I turn them off and give her a little chance to recover?"<br><br>I reach my hand up to caress the nearest breast, running my fingers around that rock hard little nipple, watching it move ever so slightly as I press on your flesh. With a smile I lean forwards, taking it in my mouth, licking and sucking as I wait on your reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 08:20:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I lick my lips as you pull away, tongue darting to wet them. My breath still coming fast and harsh, I let my head fall back again, taking in a sharp breath when I feel your hand on my stomach, surprised by the unexpected touch. <br><br>Squirming against the ropes, I chew on my lower lip, trying to ignore the vibrations against my already sensitive sex. The squirming, though, just make the harness press the toys harder against me. I shiver, my breath catching in my throat. <br><br>A small, frustrated whine breaks from my lips as you circle your fingers about the nipple, hard and aching for a touch. A sharp cry escapes from me when you close your lips about it and I arch, the best I can still bound. Even without the aid of the vibrators on a higher setting, I can feel yet another climax stirring again. "...off." I swallow and try again. "Turn them off?" My voice comes out softly before I break off in a quiet moan. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 23:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can do that." I reply, lifting my mouth from your breast. "You just have to ask properly." I put a little stress onto the final word. You know what I want to hear, don't you pet? I know you enjoy this little game just as much as I do. I have to tease the words out of you, but you will say them.<br><br>I smile and let my fingertips trace a lazy circle around your other breast as I return my lips to this one, listening to the soft moans coming from you. MMmmmm .. such a responsive pet.<br><br>My hand trails down across your stomach, rest between your legs, my fingers parted around the toy. Do they mute the vibration, or spread it further, I wonder. Well, something to look into another time perhaps. For now I await my pets words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 03:16:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A mix between a gasp and a groan breaks from my lips and I jerk against the bindings again. A soft whine threatening to break from me again. My heart pounding loudly, I bite down harder on my lower lip as your hand moves down. Even without seeing you, I can hear the smile in your voice. <br><br>"I-" I writhe, another shiver running through me. You hold the upper hand this time, and I don't doubt that you know it, otherwise I would drag it out as long as possible. After all, being oblivious, intentionally or not, is a forte of mine. "Turn them off, please?" <br><br>So maybe I can't resist from being a bit bratty even in my state. My breath hitch again and my head fall to the side. I press my cheek against the pillow. "Please, master?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 01:57:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				*click*<br><br>*click*<br><br>*click*<br><br>Silence replaces the muted hum that had filled the room, leaving only the sound of panting breath in it's wake. I settle in beside you, resting my arm lightly across your stomach. "Well now, my pet .. did you enjoy that? You certainly seemed to be having fun." I can hear the teasing tone in my voice, echoing the smile on my lips.<br><br>I draw my arm back, and lightly trace my fingers from your side across your stomach. I know my pet is a little ticklish, but there are so many other fond ways to tease her, and she did answer fairly promptly, after all.<br><br>"Now ... what shall we do with you next?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 05:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Exhaling slowly, my body slowly relax, my muscles working themselves loose as the vibrators are turned off. <br><br>I swallow, my heartbeat fluttering against my throat as I struggle to catch my breath, the soft rustling of my eyelashes against the blindfold a muffled background to my breaths. I bite back a retort at your question before squirming involuntarily away from the tickling fingers, trying to roll on my side a little.<br><br>I wriggle, feeling slightly...awkward in the position that I'm in. Chewing my lower lip, I let a small smile pass over my lips. "Um...let me loose?" I doubt you're going to listen to my suggestion...and, to be honest, I'm not exactly sure if that is what I want, myself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 16:17:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course I will pet." I reply, pausing for a second or two before adding "Just as soon as we're done. Or have you already forgotten what we're going to do here?" I slide my hand down across, between your thighs, resting it on the toy there, and gently waggling it up and down. <br><br>"Before my pet is let loose I plan to have her again and again. Here ..." I press the toy inwards, just a little, enough to make obvious what I mean, before letting my hand drop to your ass, and press a fingertip to your entrance there also. ".. and here. My pet will be cuming again before she's let loose from the ropes, won't she?"<br><br>My hand traces a line back onto your stomach. "Now, I offer my pet the choice of where I shall take her next. Where does she want to feel my nice hard cock, hmm?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:33:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A delicious shiver ripple through me as your hand moves down, a breath sneaking out between my clenched teeth. A sharp cry escape from me as you nudge the toy in a little, the ropes tighten about me when the toy shift. <br><br>I'm tender, my heart racing and breath still coming in gasps. I can feel the loops about my wrists and ankles chaffing against me as I squirm against your finger. "No...I haven't forgotten..." I manage to gather myself and speak with a quiet murmur, my face still flushed from both the activity and your words. "Just been hoping that you had..."<br><br>I nibble on my lower lip, inhaling sharply at the touch against my stomach. "Um..." My voice remains soft and it comes out tentatively. The blush on my face deepen. "take me in my pussy, master?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:37:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I give a chuckle at that. "Oh, I'm not likely to be forgetting, pet. No, not likely at all." I reach my hand up to stroke down your stockinged thigh, and run it over your rear. I think you'll be safe enough in that position for a little while yet. Besides, I like seeing you like this.<br><br>I reach down and carefully remove the toy, settling the ropes back into place, and tightening them back up where they've worked a little loose. I set the toy down on the pillow near your head, then move around til I'm kneeling between your thighs. I run my hand over you, your skin so warm and wet beneath my touch .. just how I like you. <br><br>I lean forwards, the head of my cock brushing against your lips, and lower my head to kiss at your neck, my teeth nipping at you. I'm going to take you again, once I've teased you some more. Once I have you ready. Once you're willing to beg me for what you want. The thought brings a smile to my lips, and I lower my body against yours, letting you feel every inch of me against you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I hiss quietly when you remove the toy, shivering when your fingers brush against me while doing so. I can feel the goosebumps rising over my body, my skin prickling in anticipation. The bed dips as you shift about, and even slightly disoriented as I am while still blindfolded, I can feel you settling between my legs. <br><br>Frustrated, I let out a small whimper as my hips jerk involuntarily against you. I tilt my head slightly, allowing you more access to the skin there, a quiet moan in the back of my throat at the light nips from your teeth. My teeth catching my lower lip, I arch my hips up against you slightly, wriggling, trying to move closer to you. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 17:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel your hips rise against me, and respond to your eagerness by starting to rub myself against you, my cock sliding over your body, just between your lips, brushing against your clit. I know what you want pet ... you'll get it soon. When I'm ready. <br><br>I continue to nuzzle at your neck, kissing my way from your throat to your earlobe, nipping it with my teeth, down again onto your shoulder. Lifting slightly, I can see the trail of little red marks that mar your skin. <br><br>I lower my mouth again, kissing and licking down onto your chest, closing my lips around your already hard nipple, my hand on your other, tweaking it with my fingers. My tongue flicks back and forth across it, fast as I can, while I suck on it with my lips, drawing you into my mouth. Are you ready to ask for what you want yet, my pet?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 04:31:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I let a shuddering breath escape me as you rub against me. I strain against the ropes, a small noise of frustration, a mix of a whine and a groan falling from my lips. <br><br>I want to lean against you, curl against your warmth, but could only lie still, sighing at the light nipping from your teeth against my neck, a wordless murmur rolling in the back of my throat.<br><br>The breathing that I had somehow managed to bring under control speed up once again when feel you moving down and towards my chest. I exhale sharply as your lips close about a nipple, my body arching up and away from the bed involuntarily. I suck on my lower lip, nibbling on it as a sizzling sensation shot through me. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 13:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The noises coming from you make me smile. Such a wonderfully responsive pet I have. I lift my lips from that rock hard little nipple and start to kiss my way over your breast, biting down lightly, leaving red marks on your skin. "Does my pet want something?" I enquire lightly, before nipping at your skin again, kissing my way down one breasts and up the other.<br><br>I close my lips around the nipple, licking and sucking, drawing it into my mouth before letting it almost snap back. "If my pet wants something, she need only ask for it." I run my tongue around the nipple again, flicking it back and forth.<br><br>"What does my pet want?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 00:38:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The light pinpricks of your teeth against my breast draw a ragged moan from me. The bed sinks beneath me as I shift, a whimper falling from my lips as you continue teasing me with your tongue, mouth, and teeth- the simple heat from your presence really. <br><br>"Tease." My word come breathlessly as I work to catch my breath again, only to have my breath hitch in my throat. I swallow, head rolling to the side, stifling a moan as I bite down on my lower lip. "Whatever makes you think I'm not perfectly comfortable as is?" I'm not fooling anyone though, and certainly not myself, but that doesn't mean that I'm not going to fight to give in...even if it is with myself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 01:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want teased? Very well, i believe I can oblige." I know fine well that isn't what you wanted, but if my pet wants to play, we can play. I start to kiss my way downwards, over your stomach. My hands hold your hips as I move to your side, licking, nibbling, nipping just below your ribs. I know this will make you squirm and wriggle, but the ropes, and my hands, mean you're not going anywhere I don't want you to.<br><br>I continue that torment for only a few moments, shuffling backwards to let my lips glide lower, and start to kiss my way around and across your thighs, nibbling at the skin where it peeks above the tops of your stockings, my hands stroking over your rear.<br><br>*click*<br><br>Did you think I'd forgotten that other toy pet? Nope. Just the low setting, but let's see if it helps encourage you to tell me what you really want.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 05:45:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My breaths come in small, gasping laughs as I feel you make your way down the length of my body as I draw involuntarily away from you, my arms straining as they are kept in their position by the length of the ropes. My teeth worry my lower lips as I feel your breath against my thighs, toes curling, a small whimper rolling in the back of my throat at the light touch against my bottom. <br><br>My breath escapes me before seizing again when the toy starts again. My body tensing once again, I squirm against the bed, feeling the fabric gathering up beneath me. My lips work to form the words, but no noise come out. <br><br>Pressing my cheek against the bed, I draw in a slow breath. "Please..." I can feel the wetness of my juice gathering against the knot in the rope as it slides against me. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 00:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I lift my lips from your body at that half breathless "Please.", smiling, then nibble on your ass a little more before raising to look at you. <br><br>"Please?" I make the single word into a question. "Please what, pet?" Not waiting on an answer I lower myself again, kissing down the inside of your thigh til it reaches your body, and licking across you. <br><br>Hot.<br><br>Wet.<br><br>You're juices are smeared all over you now. I take my time, savouring the taste of you, moving to your lips, but not onto your clit. If my pet wants more she has to ask for it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A sharp squeal escape from me at the nip on my rear. I squirm, the ropes chaffing against my ankles. I arch up, toward your lips, a series of small whimpers and gasps falling from my lips. <br><br>I'm throbbing, aching for a direct touch. I chew on my lower lip, breathing heavily through my parted lips. "Please..." My voice grows more breathless and my words carry a pleading tinge. "Please, master..." I break off with a moan, writhing as the toy continue to hum away. "I want you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 19:32:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My face hidden, I know you can't see my smile, but I know you can sense it. My lips move across your body. Since you asked nicely, I will grant your request. <br><br>My tongue circles around your clit, flicks over the top of it, slowly slides the length of it. Back and forth, up and down, around. I know you're already aching for me to fill you, but I want you to enjoy every last moment, savour every last touch.<br><br>After a few moments I straighten up again, moving myself against your body, pushing the head of my cock just against your wet folds, leaning in so my face is close to yours. I want to see the look in your eyes when I enter you. <br><br>No words, but you can see the question on my face. Are you ready pet?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 04:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another whimper falls from my lips and I wriggle against the teasing tongues of your tongue. I'm not usually the cursing type, but neither am I the most patient person. I bite back a protest, exhaling sharply as you move up. <br><br>I shiver, feeling the head of your cock against me. I nibble on my lower lip again, buckling against you, wanting to draw you closer. The word "please" threaten to break from me but I hold it back. Instead, I turn back to you, my lips parting again as quick gasps escape my lips. I arch against you once again, the best I could, anyway. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 02:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel you press up, trying to take me within you, and that answers my question eloquently as any words. Just as well, as I can see your lips press together, a determined effort not to speak. I give a silent mental chuckle at that. You don't want to make it too easy for me, do you? That's ok .. anything worth having requires effort.<br><br>I press myself into you, slowly, teasingly, looking down into your eyes as I do. Withdraw a little, and press in again, deeper this time. Back and forth. Working my way into you, til my body is tight against yours.<br><br>I lower my lips to yours now, kissing you, my tongue running over the outside of your lips, drawing your lower lip between mine, sucking on it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 08:34:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A whimper escapes from me at the teasing. I wriggle up against you, as much as I can while still bind to the posts. I tug at the ropes in frustration, the strands twisting hard against my wrists and ankles. another whine falling from me.<br><br>I exhale sharply against your lips, my tongue daring out to sweep briefly against your lips. I was never the patient one. Arching my hips slightly, I try pulling you closer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 00:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I smile as I hear the noise, and let my weight fall on you a bit more, pressing you back down against the mattress. My tongue slips between your parted lips, and I explore you again. Such a wonderfully responsive pet you are.<br><br>I let my body fall into a rhythm, as yours accepts me, picking up speed. My weight and movement drives you down in the bed, the ropes tightening and slacking a little as we move. I can feel my heartrate increasing, my breath starting to come louder, faster, as you respond to my touch with those soft cries of pleasure that spur me on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 04:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I gasp against your lips, feeling the way the bed dips beneath us and the wrinkles of the sheet as it slides against my back. <br><br>A mix of whimpers and gasps continues to fall from my lips, my fingers scrambling to latch onto something. I settle on the ropes about my wrists instead, my fingers closing about them, tightening enough that my knuckles grow white.<br><br>I close my eyes, another low moan escaping from me as I roll my body against you the best I can with the restraints. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 02:12:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's it pet." I half gasp as I slam myself into you. I take a moment to shift my position, straightening long enough to place my arms outside your legs, pressing them back down onto you. Such a lovely image to be presented with.<br><br>Again I start to thrust, your body welcoming me eagerly now, wanting more. I can faintly hear the buzz of the toy and flick the setting higher, the pitch changing as it sends surges of pleasure through you. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 04:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I barely manage to swallow a scream, arching off of the bed as the toy speed up. My teeth closing down on my lower lip, I let out a sharp breath before another soft cry fall from my lips. <br><br>I pant, head tossing back and twisting beneath you. My pulse beats wildly against my throat and in my ears. A shiver wracks through my body. "Please." Just exactly what I'm asking for, I don't even know. The word falls unbidden from my lips. "Please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 19:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your soft moans and cries urge me on, and I move faster. You touch something deep within me. Something .. primal. It's the part that simply wants to take you. To possess you. To own you. In this moment, I know that I do. That you belong to me.<br><br>"Cum for me pet."<br><br>I half gasp the words out as I look down into your eyes, see the pleasure written on your face. "Cum for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 00:16:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My back arch off of the bed. Barely did you finish speaking before my climax wrenched through me. A sharp cry fall from my lips, my eyes closing as sparks fly behind my eyelids. My toes curl as cries of half-moans and half-gasps fill the room. <br><br>My tongue dart out, wetting my lips as I pant, my head resting back against the pillow again. I vaguely register the sensation of the ropes and the knots digging into me. I let out a shuddering sigh, heart still pounding loudly in my chest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 01:27:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Those soft cries, and the feel of your body around me is enough to send me over the edge as well. I push myself forwards hard, going as deep in as I can, half collapsing against you as I feel my own body trembling.<br><br>After a few moments I draw a half ragged breath and slowly straighten up, withdrawing from you, and smiling down. "Mmm .. that was good." I flick off the remote, and let the remaining toy fall silent for the moment. I think my pet needs recovery time, and if shes doesn't I could use a minute or two to catch my breath.<br><br>I move carefully around her, undoing the first rope that keeps her left leg in the air, and let her leg come slowly back. I let it rest against me for a minute, running my hands slowly up and down it, working some life back into it before letting it carefully lower to the bed. Then I repeat the process on the right leg.<br><br>I look down and smile, then move towards the icebucket that sits on the dresser. The wine is still chilling for later, but that's ok. It's not wine I'm after. I take a couple of pieces of ice and walk back to the bed, settling into place between her thighs. The smaller of the two pieces I set carefully in her belly button ... a small taste of things to come. I think she may have an idea of two what I plan to do with the larger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 22:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I press my cheek against the pillow, exhaling slowly as the toy is turned off. I shiver, feeling the slight burn spreading through my muscles as my legs are released from the ropes.<br><br>A sense of languid ease settled over me as my breathing and pulse slowed slightly. I'm only vaguely aware of the ropes still about my wrists.<br><br>My eyes still closed, I coax my body to relax, a low murmur of pleasure in my throat. I can feel you settling down on the bed again, the mattress dipping down slightly. <br><br>I squeak at the touch of cold to my stomach, my eyes flying open. It came about so sudden that for a moment, my brain was shocked by the sensation, unable to decipher exactly what it was supposed to be. <br><br>I wriggle against the ropes again, my teeth worrying my lower lip again, anticipation making my pulse jump once again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 00:02:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The squeak makes me chuckle a little. The ice will certainly help blow the cobwebs away ... more so if I had set it somewhere more sensitive. But she should know what is coming now. <br><br>I reach out, and give it a small gentle push, sending it skittering across her stomach to nestle in the hollow between her breasts. I doubt it will stay there long though.<br><br>"You like the feel of that pet?" I enquire, before setting the second piece against her thigh, tracing it along her leg towards her body, leaving droplets of water that trickle down her skin onto the bed. "You seemed to be getting a little heated ... I thought you might like to cool down before ..." I trail off, letting the ice take the place of my words as it moves over her hip and between her cheeks, circling around, spiraling closer to her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 05:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even as the ice cube melt, the wet trail that it left behind kept my skin cold. Small trickles from the melted cube between my breasts follow the curves of my body, spreading out and following the dips. <br><br>The touch of the second ice cube to my thigh make me jerk slightly again in surprise. Making a small noise in the back of my throat, I inhale sharply. The hard edge of the ice cube make it tangible, but the way that it glides against my skin suggest almost otherwise. <br><br>My breath hitches as the ice travels slower. My hips jerk involuntarily against the ice. Lips parting, I take in a ragged breath. "And exactly whose fault is that?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 22:46:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't call it a matter of fault." I reply, moving the ice up her other thigh. "Merely ... an observation."<br><br>I lean forwards, letting the ice cube trail across her stomach towards her breasts. I lift it to run over the slope of one breast, watching the droplets of ice-melt skitter across her skin, fleeing for the bed.<br><br>I turn slightly, to look her in the eyes. "So .. whatever do you think I should do with you now?" I have ideas, of course. I want to see if she does, and if she's willing to express them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 21:01:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squirm a little, a small gasp escaping from me at the second trail of ice cub up my leg. Taking shallow breaths, I tug at the ropes around my wrists, forgetting once again that the knots are still there.<br><br>"Um." I swallow, my voice coming out as a barely audible whisper. I have a few ideas. Or rather, I have inklings of is going on through your mind. As you've commented before, I am starting to be able to read you. "Untie me?" Not as though I'm going to say what I think you're thinking though. I don't think I can do that, not without turning five shades of red anyway. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 23:55:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I give a nod. "I intend to do that pet." I pause for a moment. "But not just yet. When I'm ready, I'll untie you. I want you face down beneath me when I take that sweet little ass of yours. I want to feel you wriggling beneath me when my teeth sink into you." I smile as I watch her teeth close on her lip. Oh yes, she likes that idea. Not that she'll admit it though ... not without a lot of coaxing. <br><br>I smile and begin to draw a lazy spiral with the ice. "Now pet .. what do you want me to do right now. With the ice." I add. I know it's unnecessary, but she likes these games, and if I leave her wriggle room, well, she'll wriggle her answer. It's not her answer I want wriggling though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 22:33:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can quite literally feel the blood rushing to my face, my toes curling. I inhale sharply at the icy spirals, wriggling and squirming away from the cool contact. "I...um..." I nibble on my lower lip. There went that loophole. What can I say? Life can get a little boring without some games. "It's not exactly the ice that I want in me though..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 01:35:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Patience." I chide, with a smile still on my face. "And no dodging the question, or I'll have to find something ... suitable ... to do with you then." I continue.<br><br>I raise the ice to her breast, pressing it against her nipple for a few long moments, before replacing it with my mouth. I've been told the sensation contrast between hot and cold can be quite the rush. Guess I'll soon find out if that's true or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 22:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I hiss, a soft whimper falling from my lips at the chill of the ice cube. "I'm not dodging the question..." I trail off, gasping when your lips close around the hardened nipple. I arch off of the bed involuntarily, my fingers digging into the fleshy part of my palm. <br><br>I wriggle up against you, my breath ragged and fast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Kitty's Lair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 02:53:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The wriggling makes me smile. Having such a responsive pet is an incredible rush. I tease her for a little longer, alternating from one breast to the other, from the chill of ice to the warmth of lips and tongue, til the ice is all but melted. <br><br>As the last of it drips from my fingers to her skin I raise up and look into her eyes. "Enjoy that, pet?" I ask, smiling slightly. "Since you didn't have any suggestions for me about what to do with the ice, I just had to choose." Of course, I would be the one to choose anyway, but it's polite to ask what she wants. <br><br>I'm getting better at getting into her head, getting a feel for what she wants, but this is still fairly new. Having her confirm my own thoughts will help.
			</dd>
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