Kinky Katie Kat Novels & Stories

At the hands that had killed people and also cut the crusts off her toast. "I'm thinking I don't know you," she said quietly. "Not really." His hand didn't move. "You know enough." "Do I?" He was silent. Then: "You know I'm here. You know I'm not leaving. Patience, Kitten. The rest takes time." She wanted to ask how much time. She wanted to ask if there was a version of him she would never know, no matter how long she stayed. She didn't ask. Instead, she leaned into him. Let his hand stay where it was. Let the silence settle.

Katie demanded. She was from my side of town, but had her head on somewhat straight. I guess there were a few of us that weren't so bad in this town. Katie was a short spitfire with flaming red curly hair. She was cute but her nose was a little big for her petite face. She caught a lot of bullying for it even though it wasn't that big. Instead of cowering down in self-pity it made her stronger, which I loved.

‘Sire! ‘Is it time to go hunting?’ I ask. I take Scintilla’s proffered hand, pulling myself up and letting my lights fade away. ‘Sort of,’ he says. ‘I wanted you two to meet someone first.’ ﹒ The girl is called Katy, supposedly. She’s caucasian—a brunette, albeit a lighter one than I was as a human. Her hair is only a few shades shy of dirty blonde, the kind of brown that bleaches with lighter streaks in the summer months. She works as a night nurse, and she’s fresh off her shift right now, sitting in a twenty-four hour pizzeria, picking half-heartedly at her dinner.

After a few minutes, she stirred and Ceaser quickly ran to her, he ran his hand through her hair and gradually began to stroke it. "My kitten," he smiled, running a hand across her cheeks. "How do you feel?" Aria slowly raised her face towards him, crying. Her eyes had changed colour, and were now deep red. Evil, malevolence, anger and vengeance was all I could see inside those eyes. Caesar continued. "Are you ready to pay them back for what they did to you?" He asked her, and just as I had expected, she nodded, hypnotised. "Very well, my little kitten." He continued to stroke her hair and then kissed her forehead before he handed her the knife. Then he instructed her.

She shouldn't be exposing herself to anybody except me. I didn't even know her name. It was obvious she wasn't a famous singer, but she seemed to be doing well since she was holding her music concert at Addison Square Hall in New York. Luckily, her name came up as the music video ended. I smirked wickedly. Honey. That's a nice name.

CHAPTER 4 A royal virgin! The king will have my head if he knows I have breached you. That is not my duty. However, I can help you get some relief,” Katie reproached. “Please Katie…” Without hesitation, Katie spread Marianna May’s pussy lips wide open with the fingers of one hand. Her clit wagged lewdly as it stuck out of her wet pink inner walls. Katie clipped the protruding flesh between the finger of her free hand and started tugging.

She looks better than any fantasy I’ve ever allowed myself. “Why don’t you start by telling me your name?” My fingers move fast. Kittentamer. Her eyes scan the message. A slow smile spreads around the lollipop. She pulls it out with a soft pop and licks the tip once before speaking. “So we’re sticking to the alias, I like that. It does suit you though, very bossy. Okay, kittentamer… it’s a quiet night and you’re here with me. Are you drinking anything?” Me: A glass of whiskey.

The image showed Katherine, radiant and beautiful, smiling as she opened a package. The man's foolish grin twisted into something intense. He stared at the screen for a long time, then stuck out his tongue and licked it. "Katie… my baby… come out… I-I'm waiting for you…" Katherine's online handle was "Katie is Hungry," and her fans called her Katie. The package showed no floor or apartment number. The man planned to wait nearby and watch for an opportunity.

I swiped it to the side, revealing what was embedded in it to Nelly's full view. "Well, if you submit to me fully, you will experience more intense orgasms, where you will reach your full sexual potential," I proclaimed, beckoning to her all the sexual tools carefully placed in their respective sections. "Just say yes," I purred more, compelling her to submit to me fully. She shook her head rapidly. "I can't... sorry, I have a boyfriend, and I love him." She fumbled, swallowing a lump that might have formed in her throat.

Either Katie has no respect for herself or is desperate to sleep with me. "As you wish, Alpha," Katie whispers, spreading her legs. She's not wearing panties, but that doesn't surprise me. She's come prepared. I don't look at her as I take off the rest of my clothes. Katie's panting seems to echo off the walls, though she's somewhat silent. "I'm ready for you, Alpha," she announces and crawls to the end of my bed. I turn to her and see that she's already on all fours, her hands gripping her ass and spreading it apart- Katie's shamelessly offering herself up for my use as a bag of flesh to use.