It did look inviting, especially with her, naked. I could fuck her in the pool. But I had a better idea.“Yeah, we could do that. OR...” I hesitate... for a moment.She looked at me clearly anticipating my counter offer.“You could show me your bedroom” I finished.That look of excited lust returned to her face. The eyes widened. The smile spread. She hesitated for only a few moments before she took my hand and said “C’mon”Emma’s RoomShe led me back into the house and down the hall. It turned out. He suddenly felt the urge to lean over her and place some more kisses on her back, she was pleasantly surprised by this attention to a remote, usually unreachable and neglected part of her body, and she liked it very much.She pulled herself from him to change their position and, thus, the nature of her vaginal/clitoral stimulation from his big cock. She pushed him onto his back and took charge of the situation (and his manhood !). Using one hand to steady herself on his chest, she gripped his. "After all that 'KingStud' business you used to give me?"It was hard to face her, but fear of the consequences gave me strength."Yes, Mistress Gwendolyn," I said meekly. "I love being a woman-slave andserving nr Masters and Mistresses. I never want to give up this lovelybody and these wonderful clothes and go back to being a man." You mean you're really into pain and women's clothes and taking ordersand all that?" Oh yes, Mistress. I hate my silly old cock and balls, and my Mistressesonly let. The thin ropes bound her thighs and ankles together in kneeling position. Her arms were firmly tied behind her back and those ropes were tied to the ones around her ankles, forcing her to bend backward and thrust her chest outward. More ties wrapped above, below, and between her breasts, making them bulge outward. Her belt had been taken, but even if she'd been able to reach it, she was bound too tightly to escape.What stung even more than the bindings was that Catwoman had caught her.