Chapter 9: Old Friends Part 4
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She opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of padded black leather handcuffs. She turned on the stereo system and No Me Importa by In This Moment began to play. She walked back over to him with the restraints dangling on her index finger. She swayed her hips and slowly slid her hand along her collar bone to the thin red strap on her shoulder. She let it fall before she did the same with the second one. She bit her bottom lip and put the chains that connected the handcuffs between her teeth, and he moved his hips, feeling his c**k flex. She bent over and touched her right foot before sliding her hands up her calf to her thigh.
She then slid her hands slowly down her taut stomach to where she needed him most. She softly moaned and let her knees buckle in towards each other, as she ran her hands between her thighs and threw her head back in bliss. He groaned as he watched her undo the clasps between her thighs. She slid her hands up her back and suddenly pulled the clasps up her spine undone. She threw it to the bed, and he took in her harness. It was different than last time, but it drove him just as wild, if not more.
He panted and took in how the thin black leather straps wrapped around her body. They contoured to her breasts and ran across her chest, meeting in the middle with a small silver ring. A leather strap ran down to just below her breasts and two more straps wrapped around her bust to meet at another small metal ring. The middle strap followed the line of her stomach and more crisscrossing leather straps connected to a third ring. Two silver rings sat at each hip and went down into another two rings that held leather straps around her upper thighs like a garter belt. Red lace lingerie sat beneath it, and he groaned at the sight of her in it.
She swayed her hips and took the cuffs from her teeth. "Get on your hands and knees, pretty kitty."
Cat shifted on the chaise lounge and put his forearms on the part of the couch that sloped up into an arm rest. His knees pressed into the couch cushion. She straddled one of his calves and brought his hands behind his back. His shoulders and chest pressed against the armrest, and he bit back a moan.
She buckled each wrist into the cuffs and pulled on the chain. "Good, Kitty? You're not gonna utter that safeword are you?"
"No, Mistress Widow." Cat bit into the plush couch as she slid his suit down his hips. She chased the tight fabric with her lips and his hips rocked.
"Don't move, Dirty Kitty." She slapped him across the ass, and he stopped moving.
He needed this. He wanted this and he knew Sophia would never give him this satisfaction. This intense need to be dominated, to be owned by someone like this mysterious woman.
"Yes, Mistress Widow." Cat gasped as he felt her spread his legs. Suddenly, he felt two padded cuffs buckle around his ankles.
"Ready, kitty?" Widow smirked and he gasped as she quickly extended the bar between his ankles, causing them to spread further apart.
"Shit." Cat moaned and felt his c**k throb. He wanted to touch himself, wanted her to suck him, to lick him, to run her hands along his hard d**k.
She ran her fingers between his legs and cupped his balls in her hand as she palmed him. He moaned and tried to shift his hips to get her to touch his throbbing c**k, but she just spanked his ass for moving.
"What did I say?"
"Sorry, Mistress Widow." Cat growled deep within his chest, and she let her hand slide along the top of his ass as she got up from the lounge.
Widow walked over to the cabinet and opened a drawer. She pulled out a black leather blindfold, an anal plug, lube, and a silicone c**k ring. She walked back over, and he watched her with parted lips as she smirked and slid the blindfold in front of his beautiful eyes. She tied it around his head and gripped his chin, turning his head slightly so that she could press her lips to his. He hungrily kissed her, letting his tongue glide along hers in a frantic kiss.
Widow moaned and sighed as she ripped his face from hers and slapped his cheek. "You're a naughty kitty."
"You're my dirty pretty." Cat smirked back at her, and she pretended to be offended.
"How dare you, you mangy alley cat." She slapped his ass and gripped it, spreading him wide. He groaned and his fists clenched along his spine.
He groaned as she stuck her finger between her lips and made them wet. She slid her middle finger inside of him.
"Ah, fuck." He pressed his forehead into the arm of the couch and groaned as precum spilled from his swollen head.
Widow reached around him and slid a stretchy c**k ring around his d**k. It pressed into him and added pressure at the base of his c**k, and he cried out as she added a second finger into his ass. She pumped her fingers in and out of him and he flexed his hands as his c**k dripped onto the soft velvet.
"Are you going to touch yourself again?"
"No, Mistress Widow." Cat groaned loudly and bit his bottom lip until it bled.
Widow saw the hint of red and pulled him up onto his knees by the chains that connected his wrists. She turned his head and bit his bottom lip, drawing his blood into her mouth. It tasted metallic and dark, like him. He groaned and let her suck on his bottom lip before he ran his tongue along her lips, begging for more.
She let his lip go and pushed him back down to the couch. "That's enough. You'll get spoiled."
Cat groaned as she removed her fingers from his ass. She put lube on her hand and began to coat the toy in the slick clear liquid. She ran her hand up his spine and he relaxed as she pressed chaste kisses along his shoulder.
"Ready?" She purred into his ear, and he gasped as she slowly slid the silicone plug into his ass.
"Ah!" Cat cried out and rocked his hips as more precum spilled onto the couch.
She nestled it into his ass and slid between his thighs and laid her back against the bar. She flicked the tip of his hard c**k with her tongue, and he moaned louder. She swirled her tongue around him, and he flexed. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and wrapped her lips around his head, pumping him with her hand and mouth in tandem. He panted and rocked his hips into her mouth. She moaned, sending vibrations through his c**k.
He was near the edge, and it didn't take long. He could feel his muscles tightening up. Could feel his breath catch. Words escaped him and he couldn't even concentrate on anything but the toy in his ass and her mouth.
"c*m for me, baby." Widow let him go with a wet pop and spoke as she ran her hand along him.
Cat groaned and she used her free hand to move the toy in and out of his tight opening, while she used her other hand, mouth, and tongue to work his throbbing c**k.
"s**t, Mistress- Widow. Oh God. F- uck."
She sped up the pace and brought him over the edge, increasing the rhythm and pressure behind her actions. He spilled hot c*m into her mouth, and she greedily drank it from him. He tasted sweet and she couldn't get enough. His hips slowed down with each gentle tug she gave him, and she slowly removed the anal plug from his ass. Widow took the ring off of him and set them aside.
He panted and tried to not let his knees give out with her beneath him. She slid back out from under him with flushed cheeks and swollen red hued lips.
"You're not done yet, Kitty. You still need to help a woman out."
Cat groaned at her words, and she undid his ankles and handcuffs.
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