It was Noon, and Kittie had just heard from Kevin, he was coming home today, and his flight would land at 8 PM.
"Now that we know he's coming back, let's hit the sheets, and do something special!"
Once naked and in the bedroom, Kittie told me what she wanted.
"Remember a few nights ago, when I felt like a bad girl, and Kevin knew what do? Well, I'm feeling like that bad girl again, you have seen how to handle it, do it!"
She opened the drawer where all the fun things were kept, and in short order, she was placed on the bed on her elbows and knees. I had her wrists cuffed together with a set of leather-wrapped fleece-lined cuffs, stretched above her head, and a clip at the top of the chain was attached to one of the brass rails of the headboard.
Her eyes were full of lust as she opened her mouth willingly, and I placed the red ballgag between her lips and fastened it shut. She looked at me, I could see the feral look of lust on her face, seeing her full lips ovaled around the gag made my cock throb.
I went down on her ass, and her muffled moans sounded as I munched her ass, god, my cock felt longer and harder than ever. She wiggled her ass, inviting me to keep going, as I slurped and slobbered all over that inviting rose-shaped pucker. I took the stainless steel butt plug, gently nudged it against her, and pushed. She let out another moan as the plug slipped on past the widest part, and had her tight starfish filled.
The sight of her ass and the red heart-shaped jewel base was a massive rush. I knew what was next, and when Kittie saw what was coming, she was nodding eagerly. I had the wooden yardstick that Kevin had used on her those few nights ago. I took aim and swung.
WHACK... her sounds were well gagged, and she wiggled her ass as if silently asking for more.
WHACK... WHACK... WHACK... WHACK... I landed 10 strokes on her backside, I did not swing hard, I was able to calculate from watching Kevin how much force to apply. She did not want a hard, cruel spanking, just paddling to make those sweet cheeks all warm and glowing.
I tossed the yardstick aside and slid my hand between her legs. Kittie was really getting off on it, she was sopping wet.