“Please turn around,” he said as he undid the clasps on my bra. He quickly removed it and gave it a toss. Then he put his fingers inside my pantie... and pulled them down. His eyes never left the sight of my well trimmed pussy inches from his face. Now he smiled even broader than he had before. I pulled his boxers down with one stroke and out popped something I had never seen before! An erect, circumcised dick was staring me right in the face...inches from my hungry mouth. I put the head of. Even as angry as I now am, I am not willing to take that risk. However, Logan hates the feeling of being teleported, so perhaps I can use that alone to bring him to his senses.We end up back on the bed, only now I am flat on my face. He has let go of my penis and is still for a moment. I begin to hope that it is over. Then I feel his fist press against the back of my neck and hear his claws extend on either side. Since I am still alive, I know it can be only his outer claws that have. The moment was intense and the mutual feeling of what she was imagining was mirrored in his gaze. He moved to kiss her and with no resistance she let him, within seconds they were through the front door, he kicked it closed and with adequate force he had her pinned against the wall. He held her wrists high above her head with one hand and kissed her passionately. His other hand tried frantically to get inside the shirt, but it proved too much and he broke from his stance to remove the t-shirt. The dominatrix dropped the whip, and she slapped Kara hard across the face. Kara opened her eyes and gasped in surprise. Shut the fuck up. Do you want to cum?Yes!Then don’t gasp like a five dollar whore.The woman slapped her face again. Kara sort of squeaked. The woman jammed her finger up Kara’s slit, and Kara put her hand on the woman’s shoulder’s for support. Kara was on her tiptoes. The woman slapped Kara’s face again. Kara’s mouth was hanging open, and she was panting. She was.