It’s a form of submission.” I could tell the thought turned her on as her hand had slipped over her jeans and she was rubbing herself. It turned m... on too. ---- I awoke with a splitting headache, what a hangover. Once again, I made the fatal mistake of mixing my drinks, I bet Paige didn’t feel much better. What did she say last night? Did she want to be treated like a kitty? That’s so funny. I decided to look it up, she said it was very common. Apparently, it was so common that a whole section. Christ! This was going to be fun!In a few moments, Joan knew, Andy would be on top of her digging, poking, pinching, biting and trying to get his erected cock into her vagina as she lay there, defenseless and helpless, but she would resist him... fight him... battle with herself every step of the way, not allowing the vile, debasing sensations of sexual rapture to get the upper hand in her. She could not help herself, now; she knew that there could be only one ending to the game she played with. "Oh Samantha, it was just something I saw online and was curious about.It's a type of sex toy, but it didn't really work like I thought itmight. So just forget it okay?" Um, a sex toy, I would have never guessed it was for that. I mean it isjust a bunch of metal rings, pieces, and a small lock. How does thatwork for a sex toy?" Well it is supposed to be a chastity device. It fits around a man'spenis and testicles and then is locked in place. The idea is to keep himfrom getting an erection. A. .she very carefully placed little Shannon into the crib at the bedside, (she was sleeping soundly)and then moved back, her hand sliding across my chest and down over my belly....she gazed into my eyes as I lay close and our lips met-a feeling of electricity shot through me as i felt her tongue probing into my mouth, my own responding likewise, and our lust growing. She was moaning as my hand began to massage her large, heavy breasts more firmly now, our french kissing more passionate as i.