Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance by Kirsten McCurran Read Free Book Online Page A

the club again, but she was thinking it might be the distraction she needed.
    “That’s not a no,” Sandra commented.
    “I’m just thinking maybe I should get out there and get a little more experience before I go off to school.”
    “You are kinda sheltered.”
    “I am not! I just don’t get crazy like you. I’m not some little virgin.”
    “There’s no need to be defensive, Kat. I’m not saying you’re a wallflower, I’m just saying you need to get out more, that’s all. Spread your wings.”
    “Let me know when you guys are hitting the club again and I will go.”
    “Awesome!”
    “Just don’t think I’m going to get crazy and let some stranger do me in the back of his car.”
    “You make it sound like that’s a bad thing,” Sandra giggled.
    “You really are terrible.”
    The girls dove into the pool to cool off and then Katherine had to change and go because she was babysitting that afternoon for a couple from the church while the mom went out to run some errands.
     
    ~~~
     
    Over the next couple weeks Katherine did a good job of avoiding the Gardners. Although Mrs. Gardner left several messages on her voicemail about coming to babysit, Katherine did not respond and even found excuses to avoid going to church with her family. She lied and said she preferred the contemporary on Sunday evening, which was led by the youth pastor—even though she found the acoustic guitar and the youth oriented messages cheesy. Still, it was easier to suffer through lame folksy hymns than risk running into the Gardners. Forgetting about her night in the Gardners’ secret room did not come as easily. Katherine filled up her time as much as possible. It helped, but eventually there was always down time and her mind wandered and images of being helpless before Mr. Gardner flashed through her mind. She couldn’t help thinking about how she must have looked or how it felt when he touched her and made her beg. It made her burn with shame—and desire. When it was too much, Katherine retreated to the shower and used her favorite setting on the shower massager.
    Katherine leaned against the cool tile wall while hot water pulsed and pounded right above her mound. She was so sensitive down there that just letting the water beat near her pussy made her clit throb. The ripples through her taut flesh felt so good and she kept it there until the indirect stimulation left her panting. It reminded her of the way Mr. Gardner teased by not quite touching where she wanted. Katherine twisted the control ring, lightening the massage intensity and moved the showerhead lower, so it pulsed right onto her puffy lips. She gasped and instinctively snapped her thighs shut before relaxing and opening herself up again. With a flick of her wrist, Katherine aimed the jets of water up and down over her pussy, moving them closer and higher until they were concentrated right over her clit. The intense pleasure radiated out from her hooded clit and Katherine felt her will slipping away just as she always did when close to orgasm. When she was so close it was like a runaway train and there was nothing she wouldn’t do to come.
    The throbbing in her clit matched the pulse of the massaging water jets and just before she came Katherine thought about Mrs. Gardner on her knees sucking on Mr. Gardner so eagerly, looking up at him like there was nothing more important in the world than pleasing him. She remembered the names he called his wife and how shocking it was, but as she came, Katherine could not help wondering if he could do that to her, make her totally his. She did not think it was possible to give herself over to someone so completely, but what if she could? Could Mr. Gardner make her climax again the way she had that night? Was that the power he had over Mrs. Gardner? Katherine gasped and panted. Her orgasm was so powerful she dropped the massager, letting it swing on its hose and clatter against the wall. She sank down and sat in the tub,