Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance (11 page)

“It made you feel like a slut, didn’t it?”

Kitty nodded, staring at his cock while she started to tug it harder. She used his precum to lubricate him and her fist glided up and down his shaft easily.

“Say it, Kitty. It made you feel like a dirty, little whore giving it up to a stranger in a parking lot. Didn’t it?”

Kitty gasped when he pinched her clit and then spoke while nodding. There were unshed tears in her eyes when she admitted, “Yes, Master, I am a dirty little slut. You turned me into a slut.”

Kitty’s whimpers turned to cries when Patrick pinched her clit and pulled on it while doing the same to her nipple. She was coming hard—he knew the signs now, which meant he had no reason to hold back any longer. He growled, “Jerk me off, you little slut!” She almost gripped him too hard as she milked the cream out of him, which he shot all over her breasts and onto the inside of her folded down bra. He shot five or six spurts, which dripped down from the underside of her breasts before he was spent. Kitty’s cunt squished loudly as his fingers moved in and out of her. When he took his slick fingers away from her he leisurely licked them clean. Damn, she tasted good and Patrick looked forward to spreading her open and getting a full taste.

“You’d better get that top off before you accidentally make a mess of yourself, Kitty.”

Kitty took a step back and removed her top and bra, careful not to smear his cum on herself. She looked uncomfortable standing in the well lit kitchen in the middle of the afternoon in just her little denim skirt, which was just how Patrick liked it.

“You’re uncomfortable being displayed, aren’t you, Kitty?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You will get used to it, because I like to show off my sexy girls.”

“Yes, sir,” Kitty replied, without conviction.

Patrick fixed his pants and then took her hand. “Let’s go upstairs.”

Kitty obediently followed and when he ordered her to lay back on the bed she kicked off her sandals and hopped up onto the high, king-sized mattress. Her skirt rode up as she positioned herself on the bed and Kitty did not fix it, but stretched her arms out above her head and took a deep breath. She looked so pretty, so innocent lying on his bed that he wanted to jump on top of her, but waiting was easy. After today, Patrick was convinced that the purely training phase of his time with Kitty would soon be over. She was a natural submissive and did not need the breaking-in that his wife had. Already Kitty willingly complied with his every demand.

“You look so beautiful lying there, Kitty,” he said walking around to the head of the bed. There were two leather restraints fastened to the wrought-iron headboard and tucked behind the mattress. He fastened them around each of her wrists and pulled them tight so her arms were stretched above her head. Matching restraints were at the bottom of the bed and when Patrick was done, Kitty was pulled into a tight X on the big bed. He loved the way a woman looked when bound spread-eagle. She looked up at him expectantly and he was sure she wondered what would come next, pleasure or pain, reward or punishment.

Patrick felt like taking her into the playroom and taking the paddle to her sweet little ass, but since he had not expressly forbidden her from fucking anyone else even he did not think that would be fair. Instead, he planned to play with Kitty and show her how good it could feel being his plaything. He took a set of nipple clamps—connected by a thin chain—from the nightstand drawer. Kitty’s eyes widened with fear. The clamps had been one of Tara’s favorite toys, before she got her nipples pierced last year. At first she was disappointed they did not work well with her piercings, but then she discovered just how fun it was to having the piercings themselves toyed with. At some point Patrick would demand Kitty pierce her nipples as well.

“Don’t worry, Kitty, I know how sensitive your little nipples are. I plan to teach you how wonderful constant stimulation can be. Your body will be explosive when all your areas are stimulated at once,” Patrick said, stroking her silky black hair back from her face.

A tiny wheel on the side adjusted the tension and Patrick let it all out until he could slip the clamp over her nipple easily and did the same with the other. He could see Kitty was holding her breath in anticipation. The clamps themselves were padded with a layer of soft black velvet. He turned the wheels on both clamps slowly and Kitty gasped as they gripped her nipples. Her nipples darkened as he tightened the clamps and she pulled on the restraints, twisting her body as if trying to get away. Her heavy breathing and lust-clouded eyes told him that she was enjoying it and Patrick kept tightening until her nipples bulged out above the clamps. He lightly tugged the chain and Kitty whimpered.

“You see, my dear, I have only your best interests at heart,” he said straight-faced. It was not entirely a lie. He did not want to see any harm come to the girl, it was just that it was all about him, not Kitty.

Stripping his clothes, he was pleased at how Kitty’s eyes went right to his cock. Although he just shot his load down in the kitchen, the sight of Kitty’s restrained, spread-eagle body already had him quite hard again. For Patrick, these games were better than any little blue pill.

Patrick licked her nipples where they peeked out from the clamps and Kitty moaned and closed her eyes. “Open your eyes,” he ordered. “Watch me.” She did, but she also had to keep fighting the urge to close them as he teased her sore, swollen nipples. He teased her until she was squirming and he could see the frustration in her eyes from being restrained and unable to truly respond. Patrick crawled to the bottom of the bed and lay between her splayed legs. Her skirt was already up around her waist and he just took a strong hold and ripped her thong right off. She would not need it again today and liked the idea of her returning home with no underwear.

Her pink lips were already spread by her position and Patrick inhaled the sweet, strong aroma of Kitty’s arousal. Glancing up between her breasts, he could see how uncomfortable she was being so open to him while he was so close. When she felt his breath on her lips she shivered. If her wetness was any indication, Kitty was very horny. Her dampness stained his cheek as he leaned close and kissed her thigh. She whimpered and pulled hard against the restraints, but there was nowhere to go and no way to force him where she really wanted him. Kitty would just have to wait until Patrick was ready to kiss her pussy. He took his time getting there and Kitty was gasping and moaning before he even touched his lips to hers.

Patrick started by kissing Kitty’s cunt as passionately as he would ever kiss her on the mouth. He pressed hard into her slippery lips and slurped at her juices and then darted his tongue in and out of her. He heard the leather straps holding her stretch taut, and Kitty twisted this way and that while moaning and gasping. Patrick was determined to make the girl scream. It was important to break that last vestige of control. He continued to sloppily make out with her pussy, thrusting his tongue as deeply as he could and flattening it out. He was also grinding his mouth into her clit, which seemed to alight the girl every time. Kitty was losing control, and yet he still backed away every time he thought she was going to orgasm. She was almost too easy to control.

“Master…”  Kitty purred when he lightly tugged the chain connecting her nipple clamps. If he did that in conjunction with teasing her clit she almost jumped off the bed.

“I love your cunt, Kitty. It’s so much fun to kiss.”

“Ohhh, thank you, sir.”

“You like it kissed, don’t you?”

“Ohhh yesss, ohhhh God.”

“But there’s something else you really want right now, isn’t there?”

“Yesss,
please, sir
.”

“Please what, Kitty?  You have to learn to vocalize and tell me what you need. You have to let go.” As he told her this, he flicked her clit out with his tongue and sucked on it while pulling her chain at the same time.

“
Please make me come!”
Kitty begged. “
Oh please, Master!
”

That’s more like it
, Patrick thought. He kept his attention on her clit and added a finger to her pussy, curling it toward her g-spot. He also pulled harder on her chain and knew her nipples had to be aching.

“
Oh yes! Yesyesyesyes! Oh Masterrr…
”

Kitty arched her back off the bed and he thought she was going to pull her arms out of their sockets. She bucked so hard he could barely keep his mouth on her cunt. He let go of the chain and placed both hands on her pelvis to hold her in place so he could keep feasting on her pussy. While he sucked on her clit he took a slick finger from her cunt and pressed it against her asshole. Kitty was so frenzied that she hardly seemed to notice, that was until he shoved the finger in her ass. She shrieked and pulled even harder against her bonds to try and get away, but at the same time her entire body convulsed with orgasm. Her ass gripped his finger tightly and he kept it shoved up there until she calmed and relaxed. Kitty was limp on the bed, catching her breath. When he slowly pulled his finger out, she moaned weakly.

Patrick laid beside her, his cock resting on her thigh while he stroked her hair. She turned her head and stared at him glassy-eyed. He kissed her cheek and said, “You truly are marvelous, Kitty.”

“Thank you, Master,” she replied hoarsely. “Please untie me so I can touch you.”

“Not quite yet, but don’t worry, you will get the chance to please me.”

Moving on top of her, Patrick took his cock and rubbed the head all over her swollen mound. Kitty was moaning immediately and trying to thrust herself at him, but he was very careful to make sure he did not slip inside her—at least not fully. As she lifted her hips off the bed he penetrated her with just his head, but stopped it there, which took superhuman willpower. She was so hot and wet around him. It would be so easy to just slip inside and fuck the hell out of her. And Kitty obviously wanted it.

“
Please stop teasing me, Master! Please put it in me!”
Kitty wantonly begged.

It was just what Patrick wanted to hear. Kitty was at her limit, willing to do anything, which meant it was the perfect time to reel back and make her wait for it. It would be so much sweeter when he finally took her pussy.

Patrick knelt by Kitty’s head and turned her so his cock was in her face. She licked her lips and stretched against her restraints to try and get his cock into her mouth. Yes, she was totally his now. He smacked his cock across her lips and Kitty managed to lick it a couple of times, but he still withheld it, enjoying her struggle. He held his cock right by her lips and watched Kitty extend her tongue and lick him. He really enjoyed her gentle licking and let her go to town until precum dripped from the tip of his cock, leaving a long, sticky string when Kitty pulled her tongue back. He followed that string and pressed his head past her lips. She opened wide and eagerly accepted his cock.

Wrapping her long black hair around his fist, Patrick fucked his cock into Kitty’s hungry mouth. At first she did a good job of sucking him, but as he moved faster and faster Kitty had trouble keeping up and when he pushed even deeper she gagged. “Shh, Kitty, just relaxed and enjoy pleasing me.” The advice seemed to help, but she still had trouble breathing when he plunged his cock into her mouth. Fortunately she did not have long to endure, because Patrick was so fired up it didn’t take much face fucking before he was ready to shoot his load. He shot down her throat, into her mouth, and then finished on her face, making a nice mess of the pretty girl. Patrick stroked his cock until he squeezed out every last drop onto Kitty’s face.

“You’re an excellent cocksucker, Kitty.”

“Thank you, sir,” she gasped, still catching her breath.

“Did you have a good time this afternoon?”

“Oh yes, it was amazing, sir. Can you let me up? I really need to use the bathroom.”

“I suppose. We’re done for now anyway. Why don’t you go take a shower and clean up. I’ll be waiting for you in here.”

Patrick unfastened Kitty and she rolled off the bed. He was pleased she did not remove the nipple clamps, or even ask him to do it. The chain connecting her tits bounced as she walked into the bathroom. She closed the door. He knew he should have made her leave the door open, but he was very happy for now. He lay on the bed with his hands behind his head and reflected on his good fortune.

When Kitty emerged from the bathroom, her skin was fresh scrubbed and glowing and her shiny back hair was slicked down and behind her back. The nipples clamps were still on. Kitty bounced onto the bed and threw herself into his arms. He held her and loosened the clamps until he could slip them off. Her nipples were so red and swollen and Patrick gently sucked each one.

“Thank you, sir. I’m so sore from those. How does Tara stand wearing them so much?”

“You’ll get used to it.” He noted her moaning. “It makes you so much more sensitive, doesn’t it?”

“It does, but I don’t know how much I could take.”

Patrick smiled,  “It will be fun finding out.”

“What else would you like today, Master?”

“It sounds like you’re hinting at something, Kitty.”

“Why haven’t you fucked me yet, sir? Is there something wrong with me?”

“There is nothing wrong with you. You are a beautiful, sexy young woman, Kitty. I will fuck you in my own time, don’t you worry. I do have something for you, though.”