Chapter 9: Midnight Pleasures
Kitten awakens slowly. She is warm, drowsy, and sated. The blanket has been pulled over her and her head is resting on her Mister's chest. She feels the slow rise and fall of chest. His arms are draped over her, holding her into him as he sleeps on his side facing towards her. Kit watches him sleep for a few minutes then cuddles into him, into his warmth. She places her ear on his chest, and she listens to his heart.
Rain sheets down the outside of the hotel room's windows, creating a soft blurred glow from the city lights. The curtains haven't been drawn yet. They've been too busy. She smiles, thinking what an erotic show they performed for any unseen eyes from the buildings around the hotel.
Her Mister's leg twitches, his eyes moving under his eyelids, and his brow furrows. He's dreaming. Hopefully, it's of their most recent session and not his recurring nightmare.
Her Mister, her tortured soul. Few people know of his life, the burdens he carries, and how little peace the night and sleep bring him. He is a good man. He tries every day to be the better version of him. She loves him for this, and for many other reasons, although she cannot fully reveal the depth of her love for him. Kit knows that he feels the same towards her. She knows because of the things that he does for her and the words he says. Life can deal one a fickle hand; the trick is to use those cards and make the best hand possible.
She sighs softly, savoring the precious moments in Her Mister's arms. Her mind drifts back. She smiles at the memory of his touch and of his sybaritic discipline. One hand moves downward between her legs as the other hand rubs one of her nipples. She moans quietly as her fingers part the lips of her labia and her middle finger softly rubs her clit.
She is wet enough that when she stops rubbing her clit and presses her finger into her slit, her finger easily slips in. She lazily pistons her finger in and out as her other hand moves to her other nipple. She gently pinches and pulls the nipple. It hardens and grows increasingly sensitive as she masturbates.
Kit quietly moans again. Her finger hooks and she strokes her G-spot. She squirms as the delicious sensation flows through her body. Her nipples are both hard, sensitive, and responsive to her slightest touch. She closes her eyes and gently bites her lower lip. She is so completely lost in her building ecstasy until she feels his hard cock's head slid up against her middle finger.
Kit gasps in surprise as her finger slips out of her wet pussy and her hand wraps around his engorged shaft. Her eyes flutter open and she turns her head towards him. His mouth immediately captures hers and their tongues intertwine. She guides his cock into her pussy as she groans into his mouth.
"Oh god, THIS is what I need, what I've been wanting!"
She thinks to herself.
His cock is now fully sheathed inside her and he begins to pump in and out of her in that slow rhythmic ritual. His hands move upward from her hips, finds her breasts, and begins his sweet torture of her nipples.
Their mouths disengage and he bites with firm pressure on the nape of her neck as he continues to piston his fully erect cock in and out of her. As he fully seats himself deep within her, she gently squeezes her cunt around him. Her Mister gasps softly and moans.
"Ahhh, my Kitten! You are incredible!"
He whispers into her ear.
Kit smiles, then gasps. Her Mister grinds into her deep and hard, withdraws half-way then slams his cock back into her pussy. He bites firmly on the other side of her neck as he rolls her onto her stomach, pins her legs down with his, and jackhammers her pussy from behind, using the full weight of his body to plunge her depths fully. Her hands grab the bed sheets and covers while her Mister continues thrusting into her at an increasingly faster pace.
"OH GOD! Fuck, FUCK!"
Her Mister slows his pace and leans forward.
"You started again without me, my Kitten. How should I punish you?"
He says between his breaths.
Kit's pussy is throbbing and all she wants is him deep inside her, thrusting his hard cock into her while she orgasms again and again.
SMACK! SMACK!
The sudden blows across her semi-tender ass cheeks brings her out of her thoughts and back to the delicious sensual reality of her current predicament. Before she can answer, he leans back, withdraws from within her, and grabs a couple items from the suitcases at the bottom of the bed.
Kit props herself up on her knees and elbows and looks back just as he brings the lace face mask around her head.
"Put your mask on, my Kitten."
He commands as he places each end of the face mask into her hands.
As Kit ties her face mask around her head, he grabs her hair, bundles it into a neat ponytail and fastens it with a hair tie.
"Since you seem to be tongue-tied at the moment, this will remind you to speak when spoken to!"
Kit's eyes widen and she begins to protest, only to be silenced when he slips a ball-gag into her mouth and buckles it snugly behind her head.
"That's better!"
He says gruffly.
Kit's sex is throbbing and wet. She can see him through the lace face mask and all she can think about is how much she wants him back inside her. She turns around on the bed, faces him, reaches down, and begins to stroke his semi-hard cock with her hands. His penis is still slick from her juices. Her left hand strokes his shaft while she moves her right palm around his cock's head in tiny circles. Her Mister twitches and jerks with pleasure as his cock hardens again.
"I'm going to fuck you hard, fast and deep, my Kitten!"
He growls as his breathing quickens.
