They were silk and already wet on the corners. Her legs were wide open when Elizabeth called from the front door, announcing she was home.
"Purr," Megan said. She'd been waiting for the last 20 minutes, just thinking about the sex they were about to have. She had obeyed her request and was now waiting for the beginning of their Christmas evening.
"Are you wearing them?" Elizabeth asked as she removed her work suit and three-inch heels.
"Meow..." Megan moaned, tilting her head back in a seductive way.
There was a rule; no words can be spoken. Megan was her Kitty, her pussy and nothing more. Elizabeth had her requests and Kitty was to follow them in order to get her pleasure.
"Open your legs," Elizabeth said, crawling onto the bed next to her. Behind her were the straps to tie her Kitty to the bed posts. By tying her, there would be no protest about the pleasure she was about to be given.
"Hands above your head," she ordered after tying her ankles to the bed posts. Then she took each wrist and kissed it before placing it into another tie and tying it above her head.
"Wait for me," Elizabeth said.
And she left her Kitty there to wait.
She took a shower, watched some TV and even made a quick snack before coming back into the room. Kitty had fallen asleep by then but was still dripping wet.
Instead of spanking her awake, she crawled between her legs and began to lick her exposed belly button. The deep hole was extremely sensitive and instantly woke Kitty from her slumber.
"Purrr..." she moaned as she pulled her outstretched arms as much as the ties would allow. Her moans grew louder as she enjoying the feeling of Elizabeth's tongue on her most ticklish spot.