| Mistress Cat’s ice blue eyes stayed locked on mine. There was nowhere else for me to look. I was tied, spread eagled and naked, on the king-size bed. She was straddling my bare torso, clad only in lacy black garter belt and stockings. I was the pupil in some as yet unspecified training session and the lesson was about to begin. I wasn’t confident that the objectives would include learning activities that kept my comfort in mind. Yet, I did hope I would prove an apt pupil. Mistress Cat leaned back without taking her gaze off me. She propped herself on her left hand and with her right felt behind her back for my still engorged cock. "Remember, you’re not to cum!" she reminded me. She stroked my erection a couple of times and smiled, "But staying hard is expected, pet." Her touch moved to my inner thighs. She stroked that sensitive area, just brushing my balls, tracing small circles with her nails. She brought her hand forward again, toward my face. She stroked my ch...
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