Harry was experiencing a whirlwind of sensations, which became even more confusing and intense when Kath spread wet kisses all over his chest and abdomen. Her hands slowly moved down his body and first reached his boxer shorts, with which her small fingers began to play.
"I knew you had good muscles under those boring clothes of yours," she said, delighted by the sight of his body, and then touched his sex, still covered by cotton underwear. "You're exactly EVERYTHING I imagined, Harry."
She removed the only remaining piece, leaving him completely naked and only in his shirt, which hung from his shoulders. However, for now, the condom she had placed beside the bed remained untouched because the sight of his erect member had made her mouth water, and she needed to taste a bit of it before experiencing the sensation of having it inside her.
"God, Kath," the words came out of his mouth without him having time to think when she put his penis in her mouth, surprising him completely.
"Shhhh... I said be quiet," she reprimanded.
She teased him a little more, but it wasn't the idea to bring him to orgasm with oral sex, and she could see that he wouldn't last long, so she stopped. She thought it might be interesting to leave him completely wanting, as he hadn't followed her orders to the letter. She then began to touch herself, and he, who had no way of knowing what she was doing, wanted to call out to her but kept control and waited.
Watching him there in front of her, so beautiful, so delicious, so ready, Kath couldn't hold back. As much as she wanted to teach him a lesson, this wasn't the best option at the moment because it would mean torturing herself as well, since what she needed most was relief, and all she wanted was to have that relief while riding him, wetting him with her pleasure and feeling him pulsate inside her as well.
So, she put the condom on Harry and returned to his lap, guiding his member to her entrance and sliding up and down slowly. She increased the pace of her up and down motion, and as their heart rates rose, their breathing became more and more labored, her moans grew louder, and his became harder to muffle, his hips thrusting against hers with more and more force.
Kath had an intense orgasm, throwing her body back, supporting her hands on his leg so he could move a bit more and reach his orgasm too. However, she didn't need to stay in that position for long because the truth was he had been holding back for a while and erupted inside the condom, feeling his body tense and relax in a way he didn't remember feeling before.
The girl got off him immediately, catching her breath while lying next to him in silence, and he also didn't dare say anything, as they were playing by her rules, and they might apply to the aftermath as well. Minutes later, he felt her remove the blindfold, and he opened his eyes, disappointed to see that she was already dressed in the same clothes as before.
"You made two mistakes today, Harry. You spoke when I had asked for silence... and you called me Kath without my permission," she said, pulling him up and untying the blindfold that bound his wrists. "I won't punish you this time because you're new to this... and also because I hadn't even informed you that you must always refer to me as Miss Beauvoir, even here."
"Okay," was all he could say, still intoxicated by crazy, inexplicable, and spectacular sensations.
"I'm going to my room to take a shower... and then I have a meeting outside the company. You can take a shower too if you want. There's a bathroom over there with clean towels... and everything you'll need," she said, pointing to a door in the opposite direction from the one she had used when leaving him alone. "Then just go to the entrance we used earlier, and you'll find my security guard, Brad, waiting for you. He'll take you to the company, and if you're interested in exploring a bit more tonight, just tell him what time he should pick you up there to bring you back here, okay?" She finally looked at the young man and, seeing the crooked smile he gave her, couldn't help but smile back. "I really hope you come back, Harry."
Having said these last words, she left, leaving a confused Harry alone in that sexually charged environment. He didn't know much yet about her world and the situation he was getting himself into. He didn't know if obedience and, especially, this concept of punishment were something he could handle in the medium and long term.
But one thing he was sure of: he was going back that night. Now that he had had a taste of Kath Beauvoir, he wanted much, much more!
"I'm sorry, sir," Brad Gilmore said shortly after hanging up his phone. "I shouldn't answer while I'm driving, but it was my ex-wife, and when she calls, I always get worried, thinking something might have happened to the kids.""Don't call me sir, Brad. You must be a little younger than me," Harry replied from the back seat of the car."It's a matter of respect, sir.""But you don't work for me, so I don't see the reason.""Well... thinking like that. Alright... Harry," Brad said with a friendly smile."Better that way," Windson replied. "So... children?""Yes, yes... My kids," the young man's excitement increased considerably. "Jake and Grace... I wanted Neytiri, but I lost that battle." He laughed and, looking in the rearview mirror, noticed his interlocutor's puzzled expression. "Avatar?""Hmm? The movie?""That's it! My all-time favorite movie! Neytiri is the name of the Na'vi girl who saves Jake... The guy who's using the avatar." He saw Harry nodding, following his train of tho
Not just any woman could go from the elegant, pastel-toned office attire she wore during the day to the extremely tight, very short, low-cut, and very, very red dress that barely covered her now, all in one day. Not just any woman would look fantastic with her hair neatly pulled into a discreet bun or with curls cascading over her nearly bare shoulders. And certainly, only Kath, among all the women he knew, had aroused his desire when almost everything was hidden, and could make him even more interested, even more desperate, and filled with primitive, animalistic thoughts as she revealed herself.Kath finished her drink and walked to the bar, leaving the glass on the counter but taking an ice cube from it and started to play with it as she headed towards Harry, her eyes fixed on him, clearly teasing him. Harry, not knowing where he found the courage for this, stared at her, placed his own glass on a corner table, and stood up as she approached, just a few inches away."You're..." He s
"Do you want me, Harry?" She asked in a playful tone."You..." He cleared his throat because the word almost didn't come out. "You have no idea!""What do you want to do with me, hmm?""Everything!" He answered without hesitation, sincere."Everything?" She chuckled. "Ambitious of you! I like that. But no, Harry! Not everything... not today. You have to choose one thing, just one thing to do with me. What will it be?""Um... touch you?" He asked, confused."Well, you can touch me, of course. If that's your choice. But, as you're new to this, let me explain it to you properly, handsome." He nodded, attentive. "It'll be one thing only, and I won't do anything, only you will. If you touch me and give me pleasure like that, it's perfect for me, but I won't touch you, and you won't be able to touch yourself while I'm here, and... Well, I imagine this might be a bit frustrating for you, so maybe it's good for you to choose something else since this time I'm giving you a choice, and it won't
Harry removed his glasses, placed them on the table, rubbed his eyes a few times, and stretched while yawning once again. Besides having to get up early to go from Kath's house to his own, change his clothes, and then head to the office, it wasn't entirely accurate to say he had slept little. In fact, he had only taken a few naps during the night, during which he dreamed of Kath, red clothing, silk scarves, intense gazes, moans, and bodies burning with pleasure.He was tired, sleepy, but above all, his difficulty in organizing and filling out the spreadsheets on his computer was due to his extreme confusion. Two weeks earlier, when he met the CEO of the company where he had started working less than a month ago, he would never have imagined that she was a woman with a different, secret sex life. She had seemed very serious and dedicated, and he would have bet that she was the conservative type in her relationships.Even less could he have imagined that he would be invited to participa
"I called you here because I'm having a really tough day... and I urgently need to relax. And while some people relax by working out at the gym... or getting a massage from a professional... I only truly relax when I have an orgasm. When I have a very intense orgasm, one of those that you can achieve on your own, but that deserves to be shared with someone, you know?" She smiled, mischievously. "What do you say, Harry? Can you help me... relax?" She finished by tracing a line with her nails between two of his shirt buttons."Of course, Miss Beauvoir," he corrected himself in time."Great!" She affirmed, pulling him down by his shirt until he knelt in front of her.Maintaining eye contact with him, Kath opened her legs slightly while slowly lifting her skirt, revealing she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and relaxed, almost lying in her chair. He took a deep breath and instinctively licked his lips when he saw her exposed intimacy. Then he looked back at her face with a questioning
The car windows were all tinted, and now, separated from the driver by another tinted glass, Harry and Kath were isolated from the world."This part of the car has soundproofing too," the executive informed. "It wasn't added because of my fetishes, but for security and company information confidentiality. But... why not take advantage of it, right?" She looked at Harry suggestively and scratched one of his thighs with her nails.He made a motion to hug and kiss Kath, but she pulled away and shook her head, so he withdrew."You know, Harry? You've been perfect. Even though you've never been a sub, you've been doing everything just right... just the way I like it," she said, unfastening his belt. "You deserve to be rewarded, don't you think?" He just bit his lip and watched as she unbuttoned his pants. "Just relax, Harry. It's my turn to savor your pleasure... and I want it all for myself."He lifted his hips so she could pull down his pants along with his boxer briefs, and reclined on
"Harry, tell me something," she said in an authoritative tone. "What part don't you understand about behaving well so you don't have to be punished?""I... I understand, Miss Beauvoir.""Um... Do you understand?" she asked debauchedly. "I praised you so much, Harry. I rewarded you by giving you a moment to enjoy... Just to enjoy... And you repay me by being disobedient?""I... No..." he tried to answer, but he was confused."You really don't remember doing anything wrong, do you?" she saw him confirm with a nod. "I believe you, Harry... But I'm still going to have to punish you. It's a shame, my darling... But those are the rules," she said ironically."What are you going to do to me?" he asked, feeling his breath start to come in gasps, his heart racing. It wasn't fear, however, but an enormous anxiety about what was to come. She took him by the hand to the pole where she had danced for him the night before and leaned him against it, while she spoke again."You don't remember, but yo
Harry was refilling his glass with water and ice when Kath entered the kitchen of her apartment. Caught off guard by his presence in the room, her first reaction was to consider taking advantage of the fact that he had his back to the door and immediately returning to her room without doing what she had come to do there in order to avoid an unplanned interaction between the two. However, she couldn't act in time, as he, sensing some movement behind him, turned around, catching her standing near the entrance."Hi," he said, flashing a big, spontaneous smile."Hi, Harry," she replied seriously, trying to appear unshaken but feeling her body trembling inside. The guy was only wearing the dress pants he had worn to work that day, with no shoes or shirt, and as much as she had seen him with even less than that, his body drew her eyes like a watch used in hypnosis sessions, and the sight of those well-defined muscles left her flustered.The truth was, HE left her flustered like no other man