He had spent the night thinking about her, thinking about her silky auburn hair; her bright green eyes; her sexy smile; her firm creamy breasts; her delicately curling mound of hair between her heavenly thighs- what more did a man need in a mistress. He left the party early to head over to her palace of delights in his carriage. The servant who answered the door recognised him instantly and said and did nothing but shut the door behind Jean, one of the lords of France.
Jean slipped up the stairs to his Catherine and found her lying in her bed with her auburn hair shimmering in the light of the candle that had not been blown out. Her breasts, above the slipped blanket, rose and fell gently in her sleep. Her arms lay curling above her head as if she was remembering the time she was a dancer before Jean had taken her as his mistress. He smiled and felt his cock-piece tighten with his rising cock. He saw their silk ropes lying over the foot of the bed and quietly picked them up.
Without disturbing her he wrapped the silk cloth round her slim wrists and then to the head of the bed. He left them slack enough that he may move her beautiful body whichever way he wanted. With the knots done he slipped out of his clothes and left them lying where they fell. As gently as he could he climbed on to the bed eager to touch her breasts. He took a deep breath to calm himself and then with both hands he reached out and touched them and felt their hard nipples in the palm of his hands. He closed his eyes to control himself. Just feeling her nipples made him so hard and all he wanted to do was thrust his thick member deep into her.
A moan came from the little 'o' of her mouth. Her eyes opened and before she could say anything he pressed his lips hard against hers. She responded instantly and as she found she couldn't move her hands she looked up and saw them tied. She smiled in her kissing and responded all the more eagerly. Their tongues twisted round each other. As Jean released her from his lips she asked, "So what are you planning to do to me tonight? This is a surprise you know, but a nice one."
"You deserve to be tortured for making me desire you so much that it hurts. Look at my little man." He gestured to this throbbing penis.
"He looks like he needs to be cooled a little or he will explode. Bring him here."
He eagerly shifted up her body so that her tongue could 'cool' his cock. Her tongue ran the length of his cock and he shivered with anticipation. Catherine's tongue twisted round the red head of his cock and he moaned and grabbed hold of her face forcing his member into her mouth. He fought hard not to come in her mouth though he wanted to. He withdrew it with a moan and demand, "Turn over."
She willingly turned over to her front once he had moved out of the way and instantly felt a sting on her white buttock where he had slapped her. He pressed his cock into the clef of her buttocks and as he slapped her hard again he felt her buttocks wince and clutch out his member. His head fell back and he sighed in pleasure. He heard her moan, "Again, please, again...."
