Unfortunately, I didn't wake up until after 4AM, still wearing the clothes I'd traveled in.I had no idea what the time difference was between New York...and France but figured I had slept for at least ten hours. I turned on the television, took a shower and got back into bed, unable to sleep any longer. It was strange watching television in French and seeing American shows with French dubbing. I surfed through the channels, noticing some very sexy shows and commercials, the French definitely were. As we walked I saw various types of bdsm play taking place.Paul stopped and as he gave my leash to a very scantily dressed guy and he said please enjoy yourself. He said it will be my honor to also please you.He lead me to a near by table and told me to lay on my back. At this time several others came over to the table. My feet were lifted and they attached a bar, which was about three feet long, to each of the clips on my ankle bracelets. In the middle of the bar was another clip which was. The only words I could think of that were appropriate were… ‘Yes….yes Mistress.’ These words seemed to have an electrical charge. They seemed to shoot through Catwoman, like a starving man who opens his cupboard, not expecting to find food, but finding it stocked full. She shuddered, pulling her claw back from my throat. The bull whip flew around my shoulders, stinging the bloody strip on my back. Catwoman pulled on my hair, lifting me to my feet. She drew close to me and snarled, ‘What…did you. This is my first story please keep in mind. Thank you for reading. I kiss you awake holding you to my chest slowly rubbing your sides until you wake up and kiss me back. My hand slowly moves to your stomach and down to your pussy rubbing slowly as I kiss your neck. As I move my hand in your underwear rubbing your clit I press my dick against your ass and slowly push a finger in your pussy fingering you slowly nibbling at your neck. I continuing fingering you while I pull the back of your.