” I no longer objected and went along with his request. When he wrapped his thick fingers around my dick my body trembled. I told myself it was of a...ersion, but deep down I already knew it was of pleasure. After that he let both his hands run over my skin, as he looked up against my teenage body, standing in front of him before the sofa. I still wasn’t ready to admit it to myself but I loved to be touched by him. When he grabbed my hips and made me turn around I got nervous though. It was not. I look down along your body and stare at the shape of my hand beneath the material of your knickers. I slide my soaked fingers slowly from inside you and we share the taste with our tongues. I start to kiss my way around your soft, perfumed neck, across your smooth shoulders, slowly and softly moving south. I take the flesh of your breast in my hand and mould it gently, before lowering my mouth onto your stiff nipple, sucking and squeezing like I want to get your whole breast in my mouth. I. ..?"His hands continued up her sides, sweeping upwards across her breasts. Speak to me.His words rang clearly in her head, even though his lips were not moving. He watched her face as panic flooded throughout her. He watched as her eyes grew and her eyebrows jumped in terror. He felt every fiber of her being try to turn and leave - but remain with him at the same time.She was petrified.Voiceless and motionless, she stood there, paralyzed. He stood now, too, moving behind her, tasting her scent. Francine hated cats and Fortescue hated Francine."Francine wants to be a slave, darling Fortescue! Silly old Francine. But you could fix it for her. Couldn't you, sweetie pie?"Fortescue purred for a while and went to sleep. In a few moments Diana too nodded off.After feeling her mistress sink ever further into sleep, the cat opened her green eyes and looked at her affectionately. Diana was a nice person and she was glad to have her as her owner. But there was work to be done. Seeing that it had.