Tess Scott had a great life! She was a beauty at 44 years old. She turned heads with her large brown eyes under thick dark lashes, pouty full lips under a cute little pierced nose. Her long brown hair fell in waves down her back, and she had curves with a full 34D chest. Her body wasn’t of a 20-year-olds, but a woman. When people met her, they would never believe her age, always guessing her to be in her early 30’s. She was lucky! She had it all, looks, a loving family, a great job, a beautiful home, and a husband who adored her.
Tess spent her days making decisions and overseeing everyone around her. She was relied upon heavily to help to make her family run smoothly. Not just her immediate family, but her extended family too. Tess was your girl to count on. It even spilled over to work, she became like a genie with ‘poof, what do you need? ‘She managed her offices and all the employees as an area coordinator making sure everyone had everything that they needed.
Tess loved her life but worried that someone would find out that she didn’t always want to be in charge. She worried that people would judge her because she would look across a bar and see a gorgeous man and wonder what would happen if she told him ‘No’. Tess loved her husband dearly. He always saw her as his equal. He could never see her any other way, they had tried. Tess decided that she would explore her kink by writing about being dominated and non-consent sex.
She was scared to explore it, but one night found a website which gave her a chance to explore her sexual freedom. Tess meant to just start writing, but she wanted to look around and the more she did the more turned on she became. She decided to post one picture, just to show those in cyberspace that she was sexy too, Tess always fancied herself a vain little twat!
The messages flooded in, and Tess was kind. She would flirt and talk, but never ever thought of taking it further. Tess had been on only a few nights when the first message came in from a gentleman who called her Kitten. He was a man in his early 30s who lived in her area. The questions he asked her made it feel like he was inside her head. He mentioned he was naturally dominant. That was odd to Tess that he chose her without knowing anything about her. She knew she hadn’t written anything anywhere; he had just chosen her.
They messaged back and forth Tess waiting a little too long for him. She was embarrassed because he wasn’t any different from any of the other men, accept he had called her Kitten. It did something to her on the inside. Making her feel warm between her legs, it made her wet just imagining this stranger whispering that into her ear.
That night he never messaged her back and Tess couldn’t help to think about the stranger. He had told her he was very tall, she would be small next to him, powerless. Tess touched herself, she slid her hand into the folds of her pussy and stuck her middle finger as deep as she could inside of herself, using the heel of her palm to massage her swollen clit. She couldn’t stop thinking about his large hand around her neck having her pinned to a wall, while he ripped her panties off of her fingering her roughly, whispering into her ear, asking her if she was his good Kitten, and if she wanted to be his dirty little slut? With that one thought, Tess came in waves all over her hand.
Tess knew she wanted to hear from the stranger again, she hoped she would. She would have to wait; she just didn’t know how long. Tess woke up the next morning with no message. She was upset, she wanted to hear from her stranger, she found that she wanted to see what he would say next. By midday Tess decided to forget about him because he wasn’t as taken with her as she was with him, she wasn’t there to cheat, just write. She decided she would ignore him. Even though a message came in from him she just put her phone down and focused on something else, this would be better. Besides, she wasn’t his Kitten. She wanted him to want her as bad as the others did, to chase her, but he wasn’t doing that.
That night she fantasized again about the stranger, this time he was angry because she didn’t message him back. He grabbed her by her hair and held her backside to his front, while pulling on her nipples with his free hand. He had easily ripped Tess’s shirt from her body, squeezing and pulling her tits. In her mind Tess could hear him, “Can I make Kitten come, just from playing with her nipples?”
He pulled and tugged while at the same time gripping her hair tight. Tess found herself soaking wet, touching her pussy with her middle finger buried deep, this time she stopped herself. She denied herself the orgasm. She knew she had been bad. She knew if he had been next to her, he would have denied her that pleasure, for ignoring his messages.
Tess went to sleep frustrated; she needed a plan; she wanted this man to be consumed by her. The next morning Tess decided to play a game of cat and mouse with the stranger. She would let him know he wasn’t her only option. She was surprised when he responded with the statement that someone else could have her if she wanted to be a brat.
She couldn’t believe it, this man who she had been taken with could take her or leave her. Even after he saw her picture, she even showed him her face and gave him her real first name. She decided not to answer him back, she would just forget him, she wasn’t his Kitten anyway. A few days went by, and Tess decided that she would answer the stranger let him know they wouldn’t be meeting each other’s needs, but could talk if he ever wanted to, no reply, just as she thought. So, Tess moved on!
One week had passed since Tess sent the message. She tried not to think about him or it. Tess knew her day would be busy and wanted to get started. She worked remotely and had a pile of work, so got everyone off to school and work. She jumped into the shower in a rush. She had heard her dog bark, but then go silent. She thought someone must have delivered a package, not thinking anything of it she got out of the shower.
Tess walked from her bathroom into her bedroom and glanced up at her bedroom door. She froze, there was someone in all black standing there in a mask staring at her. Tess was terrified she turned around to run but wasn’t quick enough for the intruder. Grabbing her and pulling her to him he whispered in her ear, “Where are you going Kitten?”
Tess’s mind was in overdrive, was it the stranger? No, it couldn’t be? How would he know who she is and where to find her?
“Probably wondering why, I am here Kitten, you have been a bad, bad girl.” The words came out of his mouth calmly, at the same time she could feel the anger rolling off him.
“Making me come after you, I don’t like that Kitten and before we go any further, I think you need to answer for this!” She didn’t know what he was going to do until he sat on the bench at the edge of her bed, he put her over his lap. With one hand he held her wrists and with the other he lifted her towel. His voice was calm, “Now Kitten, I want you to count, if you stop or lose track, I will start all over again, count!”
He took his large hand and right on the meatiest part of her ass he gave his first smack,”I can’t hear you Kitten.” Tess screamed out in pain.
“O-o-one, t-two, th-th-three, please stop it hurts, ouch, f-four.” This went on until he reached twenty. Tess was in pain, crying, but soaking wet. He knew it, he took his large hands and rubbed them over her ass, slowly. With each rub he took more of the sting away, he then slipped one of his large fingers into her wet pussy.
“Kitten, you are so wet, getting your ass beat for being a bad girl got you ready for me.” He took his large finger out of her pussy and stuck it in her mouth, “Taste yourself Kitten, I did this to you, no one else, remember that.” He picked her up off his lap and told her to turn and face the wall. “You want my cock Kitten?”
Tess was beside herself she didn’t want to say yes, she had never even thought of cheating on her husband. “No”, she blurted out.
“Wrong answer Kitten!” He threw her on the bed and held her down, he had managed to lift his mask, so his mouth was showing. The stranger held her by her pretty little neck while he kissed his way down her body, getting to her core. “Kitten, you are so wet, I can smell your arousal, I need to taste you.”
He stuck his face into her pussy, licking and sucking her clit. He wasn’t gentle, he was rough and wanted to make sure she felt him between her legs. He took one hand away from her wrists and stuck a finger inside of her finding that rough patch inside her pussy. He kept rubbing inside her pussy with his finger, then sticking two fingers in while simultaneously sucking her clit. Tess couldn’t take the sensation and exploded in his mouth. “See Kitten, you like me between your legs, you ready for my cock?”
Tess needed to deny it, “No, you need to leave, I can’t do this!” He grabbed her by her ankle and pulled her off the bed.
“Let’s see if you can use that mouth for something else besides being a smart ass!” He pushed Tess to her knees and pulled out his cock. It was huge and she knew she would have to take it deep. “Open your mouth Kitten, be a good girl and take my cock, swallow it all or I promise you, I will teach you a painful lesson!” Tess took his cock deep sucking and licking. He was fucking her face not caring she was gagging and choking on him. “Oh Kitten, I knew your mouth would be heaven, I’m going to cum!” With that last statement he jammed his cock in the back of her throat waves of cum gagging Tess. She swallowed every bit, scared of how he would punish her. “Good Kitten, I will wait until next time to fuck that pretty little pussy!”
What did he mean next time, Tess stared up at him? He still hasn’t revealed his face or how he had found her. He pulled her up to him and turned her around whispering in her ear, “You will be my good Kitten and answer my messages? No more teasing me?”
Tess couldn’t believe what came out of her mouth, “Yes, Sir.”
He pressed even more and asked, “Next time Kitten you will be my good little fuck toy?”
Tess was shocked with her weak reply, “Yes, Sir.” He kissed her soft spot between her shoulder and neck.
Softly whispered into her ear, “You are my Kitten.”
Tess agreed, “Yes, Sir, I am your Kitten.” When Tess turned, he was gone, she was overwhelmed. She could not believe what she had done. She was ashamed because she wanted him to do it again and she wondered how she became his Kitten.