stories of kitty & master: part one

I cannot sleep, as per usual.  Well, usual enough.  My mind jumps and darts in a million directions.  Naturally, I begin to play with myself. From the other side of the bed, a voice tells me, “Now.”  I jerk in response, my fingers instinctively quickening in pace. “C’mon, kitten,” his voice slips across the sheets.  …

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