Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance

by Kirsten McCurran

  “Looks like someone has an admirer. You should go down there and talk to him,” Sandra said.

  “No, I couldn’t. I don’t even want to,” Katherine said, turning red. Her embarrassment made her sip the drink faster and she became all tingly as time seemed to slow down by a second or two.

  “You should at least say thank you. That would be the polite thing to do.”

  “Hey, I didn’t ask him for the drink. Besides, he’s too old for me,” Katherine protested, even though he was a few years younger than her master. “Now come on, let’s get back out there and dance.” Katherine put her drink on the bar, but Sandra handed it back to her.

  “You can’t leave a drink unattended.”

  Katherine nodded and knocked it back. The drinks were going down much easier now.

  “You’re so crazy!” Katherine shouted over the music as Sandra shimmed against her.

  “You’re just afraid to loosen up!” Sandra shouted back.

  I’ll show you, Katherine thought. The liquor had already loosened her up and so she decided to prove to Sandra she was all wrong about her. What would Sandra think about her exploits with Master? She would never think her innocent little friend was capable of those things! Katherine grabbed Sandra’s hips and grinded into her, while locking eyes and giving her friend the sultriest look she could muster. It took everything she had just to keep a straight face. Sandra upped the ante by molding her body to Katherine's, so their breasts mashed together and close enough to kiss while still gyrating to the music. Katherine was not scared off and kept grinding her friend, well aware of the spectacle they were creating and when Sandra grabbed her ass, Katherine followed suit and roughly kneaded Sandra’s round butt.

  “Oooo, baby, you’re so hot!” Katherine shouted over the music.

  “Not as sexy as you, baby!” Sandra replied, leaning in for a kiss. Katherine made sure the blond caught her cheek.

  The girls unclenched and Sandra held Katherine's hand while she did a spin, after which Brenda cut in and pulled Katherine to her for a close, sensual dance. It was all in good fun, Katherine was not interested in girls, but it did feel nice to be touched after being so horny for days. Brenda was more forward in trying to grope Katherine and mostly she let the redhead get away with it, just enjoying the physical contact, but Katherine kept her hands to herself, outside grabbing Brenda’s ass a time or two. After a couple songs dancing with Brenda, Katherine excused herself to the restroom, feeling the drinks going through her.

  When she came back from the restroom her friends were scattered, so Katherine headed to the bar to hang out and get some water. Sandra was on the dance floor with some guy and the other girls were dancing with each other. Katherine was of a mind to join them once she’d had a moment to cool down. She turned to catch the bartender’s attention and found him setting a fresh drink down in front of her. Katherine was already feeling quite buzzed and knew the last thing she needed was a fresh drink, but before she could refuse it the bartender moved on. Somehow she was not surprised to find the dark stranger from the end of the bar at her elbow. His hand felt warm on her bare shoulder when he turned her to face him. It was a familiar gesture for a stranger to make.

  “I’m Gino,” he said, extending his hand, which she took.

  “I’m Katherine. Thank you for the drinks, but it really wasn’t necessary.”

  “When I saw you standing down here I found it quite necessary.”

  Gino oozed charm and she thought he had a light accent, though it was hard to tell with all the noise around them. He was still holding her hand, lightly stroking it with his thumb, while also stroking her bare shoulder. Normally, Katherine did not like her personal space invaded, especially by a guy on the make, but his touch was not unwelcome. It was even pleasant. She could be sure he tried this routine at least several times every weekend, but as she was feeling quite warm from all the cocktails she’d had it did not seem to matter. Katherine found she was smiling at the handsome stranger and even flirting back with him.

  “Are you here with anyone?” Gino asked.

  “Just my girlfriends,” she replied, knowing that was not what he meant. Even though the last thing she needed was another cocktail, Katherine sipped at the fresh drink Gino thoughtfully sent her way. The crowd jostled them together and Gino’s arms slipped around her so naturally, like they were longtime lovers. Katherine's back was to the bar, leaving her no room to maneuver.

  “I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before,” Gino said, his lips just brushing her ear and sending chills down her spine. Her heart beat faster and she was all too aware of how close they were. The need she’d been feeling for the last few days was now front and center—refusing to be ignored.

  “I don’t really do the club thing,” Katherine tried for nonchalance, hoping he would assume she was older and maybe just beyond the club scene, instead of too young to even be there that night.

  “I understand. I’m sure all the men constantly throwing themselves at you must become quite a nuisance after a while. Or is there a boyfriend?”

  Katherine was not sure what to call her relationship to Mr. Gardner. She was not going to tell this stranger she had a sexual master. But Mr. Gardner certainly was not her boyfriend. “No, there’s no one like that.”

  “Perfect. That means there is no reason we can’t dance.”

  She agreed and happily followed him onto the dance floor. Very few men really knew how to move to dance music and though Katherine had always heard that men who could dance were good in bed, she had no experience with which to form her own conclusions. However, even before she saw him dance Katherine thought that Gino must know what to do with a woman, since he was older and obviously experienced. She could not imagine this magnetic man fumbling around with her the way Cody did. The way he moved on the dance floor, with fluid grace, only reinforced that impression. When he touched her it was sensual, not the obvious groping of a horny teenager. He was confident, but not possessive the way her master was. Gino got Katherine's temperature rising by lightly caressing her everywhere but the obvious places. Even though she caught him checking out the way her breasts moved while she danced, he did not try to sneak in a grope, and his hands did not stray below the small of her back. Nevertheless, by the time they left the dance floor Katherine was burning hot and wondering what it would be like to be with the virtual stranger. She was no longer considering how Master would feel about her being with another man. She was not really thinking at all. Alcohol and arousal combined to drawn out any of her normal reservations about casual hook ups. For the moment, the good girl who did not take chances was locked away.

  Gino did not lead her back to the bar, but pulled her by the hand through the dense crowd to a space at the back. There was some breathing room near a door to a storage area and there, against the wall, he took Katherine in his arms and kissed her. Her arms went right around his neck and she eagerly opened her mouth to suck on his probing tongue. Gino was a forceful, but skilled, kisser and she melted into him even as he pressed her back against the wall. His body felt hard under his expensive clothes and Katherine wanted a peek at it. Giggling while he kissed her neck, she drunkenly fumbled at the buttons on his shirt, exposing even more of his tanned chest. She slid her hand inside his shirt and felt his smooth, well-muscled chest. When he nibbled on that special spot on her neck, Katherine went weak in the knees and clung to Gino, letting him cup and squeeze her ass.

  “We should get out of here for a little bit, yes?” Gino asked.

  Katherine nodded, while nibbling her lower lip and touching his handsome face. Going off with a stranger was a bad idea for so many reasons, but Katherine had the confidence of youth and drink. She’d decided Gino was a good guy. He led her straight to the exit and even though she thought she should tell someone where she was going, Katherine followed, worried that Gino might change his mind. After all, the club was filled with pretty girls, and Katherine knew most of them had more experience than she did. She did
manage to catch Sandra’s eye just before the door and was pleased by the astonished expression on her friend’s face.

  The fresh air cleared Katherine's mind, at least to the point where she questioned what she was doing. It was crazy to leave the club with some guy she didn’t know. He could be some sort of mad killer, or a rapist at the least. She was ready to tell him to slow down, but then they reached his car, some sleek, dark European sedan, and he was kissing her again while he clicked the doors unlocked and that heady lust took over again, muting sanity’s objections.

  Katherine was pressed against the side of the car and not only was Gino aggressively kneading her ass, he was also raising her dress. His hand was on the bare back of her thigh and then her naked ass, left exposed by her little black thong. Yes, she should tell him to slow down, but damn was he good with his hands and she kept her mouth shut, except to kiss him, because she did not want him to slow down. If Master had taught her anything so far, it was that she was too uptight and that giving into her desires was fun. Gino pressed a thigh between her legs and when he rubbed it into her mound she moaned and gripped him tightly. She could also feel his bulge grinding into her hip. In her heels, Katherine was nearly as tall as he was and she hooked one of her legs around his waist while they crushed their bodies together. Katherine threw back her head and sucked in the cool night air as Gino nibbled on her neck and shoulder, dragging down the strap to her dress. That got her attention and she placed her hand over his.

  “Let’s get in your car,” she whispered, kissing his neck. Katherine was not so far gone that she was going to let him strip her in public. She liked the tremor that went through him when she sucked on his neck.

  Bending down, Katherine crawled into the backseat, the expensive leather buttery soft under her knees. Gino pulled the door closed behind him and suddenly it was so quiet inside the car that all she could hear was her own raspy breath. It was like they were in a little bubble, separated from the world, and Katherine felt trapped because she knew what was probably going to happen next. She felt a tremor of fear and that fear made her pussy throb, just as it did with her master. Fear, she’d discovered, was a powerful aphrodisiac for her.

  “Now?” Gino asked, reaching from the straps on her shoulders.

  Katherine covered his hands again, but this time she helped him pull the straps down, peeling away the top of her dress. Underneath was a black, lace-trimmed strapless bra, which helped provided the cleavage that made the dress so alluring. Sandra had wanted her to go braless, but Katherine would not go for it, even if it was a challenge to wear the dress without the bra showing. And now she was showing that bra off. She loved the way it pushed her breasts up, like it was presenting them. Gino examined her with hungry eyes and then pulled her close. Even as she melted into his arms she felt him deftly flicking her bra clasps open. The bra fell away and fear gripped her. It would be so easy for a passerby to glance in the window and see her. It was hard to fight the urge to cover up, but she did not want Gino thinking she was so prudish a young girl. Instead she crushed herself against him, attacking his mouth. She was genuinely surprised when he twisted and she landed across his lap, their kiss barely broken.

  Gino cupped her breast and kissed it, sucking her nipple hard while lashing it with his tongue. He did not possess her quite the way her master did, but it did feel so very good. She raked his thick, black hair with her fingers, urging him on. He sucked on each of her nipples, and kissed her breasts, but was careful to be gentle, not testing her limits like her master did. Her quiet moans filled the roomy sedan and with her blood pumping and her pussy soaked, she wanted more. When Gino pushed his hand under her dress Katherine did not stop him, but instead opened her legs. There was a time when she had such great control with boys—never letting them go too far, but now she was ignited so easily and burned out of control.

  He tugged her thong aside and rubbed her mound. Katherine pulled him into a hot kiss because she did not want to gasp so loudly. His digits slipped all over her until he spread her lips and massaged his way to her clit. She whimpered and wantonly pushed herself at his rubbing fingers. God, but it was good and Katherine could not control her reaction. She loved the way Gino just touched her without asking or caution. It was so thrilling. Katherine was embarrassed to hear herself squishing when he pushed two fingers inside her and worked them slowly back and forth.

  By the time Gino made Katherine orgasm with his fingers she could not think straight. It was not the intense, uncontrollable orgasm Master gave her, but it possessed her just the same. She was all limp and flushed and moved obediently as he shifted her around the back of the car. She was on her knees, looking out the back window, while Gino shed his pants and moved in behind her. The sexy babydoll dress she’d worn for her night of clubbing was gathered at her waist and her thong was no protection at all from his roaming hands.

  He both massaged a breast and rubbed her juicy cunt while pressing into her from behind. His cock felt big and thick when he sandwiched it between them and her pussy tightened when she thought about it inside her. Her heart raced and only fleeting thoughts of stopping him flashed through her mind when he spread her legs further and pulled her thong aside. Katherine felt the tip and then he thrust inside her. Her head was on the deck inside the rear window and she banged it on the glass when he slammed into her. She clawed at the carpet covering the deck and her breath fogged the window. Gino took it slow at first, giving Katherine time to get used to him. He was far and away the biggest she’d ever had and, as wet as she was, it hurt when he entered her.

  “Your pussy feels so good,” Gino breathed into her ear, which almost made her laugh. Katherine did not quite know what to say to that, but responded by moaning when he pulled out almost entirely and slammed into her again. She clung to his invading shaft and he pushed into her at just the right angle to hit her g-spot on each and every thrust. His arm was around her waist and her head mashed down on the deck and she wished they had more room to move. Mostly, Gino was limited to short powerful thrusts and it felt like he was taking her like an animal in heat. Katherine was in heat herself and loved just being taken from behind. Gino just started fucking her like he expected her to open for him.

  Gino wanted her in a different position and Katherine yielded again as he twisted her to the left and then down onto her elbows, with her ass up in the air. She tossed her hair and looked back over her shoulder to see Gino bent over her with his head and shoulders jammed against the ceiling while he worked his hips and drilled his cock into her. It was so much better this way because now he was slamming into her with long, deep strokes and the whole car was rocking with them while he rode her ass. Katherine pushed back at him and moaned and whimpered, suddenly aware of how quiet she normally was during sex because Master had pointed it out. Would Gino think she wasn’t any good if she was quiet? She thought about faking it and talking dirty, but it didn’t seem right—and anyway, that would require too much concentration and her whole mind was on how good she felt. It was not long at all before he had her coming again.

  “Ahhh baby, ahh baby,” Gino cried and then he crashed into her, keeping his shaft buried in her cunt and she was sure she felt him pulsing.

  Katherine panicked for a moment. She did not make him wear a condom! She almost shoved him off when she realized she didn’t feel him coming inside her. Katherine was so relieved when she realized he must have put one on anyway and then turned red with shame because she was so inexperienced that she did not know whether this stranger was wearing one or not. How was she ever going to please her master when she was such a novice?

  The awkwardness and strained conversation following a hook up with a stranger in the back of a car was not something Katherine had any experience with and she did not know what she was supposed to do when Gino pulled out of her and then sat back and opened the door a crack, flinging the condom out onto the asphalt. She was horrified when the dome light came on and ducked down, lest anyone see her ass, still high in t
he air. Kneeling on the floor, Katherine found her bra and then fixed her dress as best she could in the cramped quarters. Gino was talking the whole time and she just nodded and smiled. Truthfully, she was still in a daze from her orgasms. The tingling had not died down and all she really wanted to do was stretch out on her bed and go to sleep. That would be best, because she would not have to think about her behavior when she calmed down.

  Gino walked her back to the club and they parted with a kiss on the cheek. She was not sure whether or not to be offended that he did not ask for her number, even though she would have given him a fake one. She knew that much.

  Back in the heat and noise of the club Katherine was awakened enough to really think about the fact she let some guy take her out to his car and fuck her. No matter how good it felt, she knew it was wrong. God, what the hell was wrong with her? She looked all around the club and it seemed to take forever to find to find Hope. “Where is Sandra?”

  “Last time I saw her she was leaving with some guy. We’ve learned not to wait for her when that happens.”

  “You just let her go off with some strange guy? Anything could happen to her.” Katherine knew exactly what could.

  “Sandra can take care of herself. She’s got industrial strength mace in that little purse of hers. Hey, where have you been all this time? Last time anyone saw you, you were dancing with that hot guy.”

  Katherine was relieved that Sandra did not mention seeing her leave with Gino. She was not ready to admit to her friends she was some kind of slut, even if they did seem to take such behavior in stride. Maybe I am just way too uptight, Katherine thought.

  “Can we get out of here?” she asked.

  “I guess so. There aren’t too many guys I like here anyway. Are you okay? You seem kind of freaked out.”

  “Yeah, I’m good. I think all those drinks just went to my head.”