They didn't do as I asked right away; they just continued kissing me and rubbing their hands across my bra. Grabbing and rubbing me through my bra I f...lt the urge to finally find out if they were male or female. I was tied up however and couldn't touch them in in way possible. So I begged in a low whisper so low you could barely hear it."I want to touch you, I want to feel you... let me."I knew they were debating on doing as I asked or ignoring it completely. If they untied me they had to face. I wanted to devour him! But … Our first time would be more than that. I would not just have sex with him, no… I would show him true love making. My claws teased his hardening nipples. It did not take much and he moaned. I licked him over the neck, to his lips, interlocking into another passionate kiss. My paws withdrew from his shirt and went for first his, then my pants. “I’m gonna make you mine, Luke. I love you, and I’ not gonna let anyone else have you.” I whispered to his neck, before. I love watching thelegs and heels of the women as they walk by.... well, let's just sayall of the people that walk by! I know that I'm not the only guy in adress around here. And the legs and heels are just as great regardlessof who owns them. Every now and then, someone will give me anotherspanking since my butt is just hanging out in the air.Someone gets bored of me in that position and hauls me off to anotherpart of the dungeon. Ropes come out and I am tightly bound, standing inthe niche,. The people at the restaurant seemed to know him quite well and to like him. And I had his dad’s book, whatever that meant. Anyway, I liked him. He was cute and seemed awkward around women. I found that kind of enchanting. I was looking forward to meeting his parents and to seeing the ranch where my namesake was born. I was becoming more and more curious about the mystery. Really the mystery was the difference in the two stories. It would be exciting to find out the truth. I couldn’t even.