Evil Kitten

Evil Kitten and her OnlyFans

Beth sat behind the counter at the "Weird Sisters laundromat" under a large sign that read "Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble."

Beth was in her mid-twenties and living in a smallish town in the southwest. She stood about 5'1" and in her day-to-day life she dressed like what earlier generations called a "Tom-boy." She had green eyes and wore her naturally auburn hair in a tousled pixie-cut that was closely shaved on the sides and back. Beth had pale skin with freckles, and she blushed very easily which made her exceedingly self-conscious. She had also often been self-conscious about her wide, curved hips, which accentuated her ample bottom. Beth used to worry endlessly that her ass and hips were out of proportion for her frame. That is until the last couple years.

The young woman gazed at her phone with a hint of a smirk while the white noise of the laundry machines churned in the background. She was surreptitiously managing her secret OnlyFans, Instagram, and reddit personas while keeping one eye on the room to make sure no one was close enough to see what she was up to.

When Beth was a teenager, she had created an online persona, EvilKitten, on Tumblr and later on Reddit, that was a kind of e-girl alter ego through which she could express and explore fantasy in which she would never indulge in "real life." She began experimenting with fan-fiction and cosplay based on characters from anime, manga, and "high fantasy." But the more time she spent online, the more she had become attuned to and fixated on the attention from her "followers" and "likes." And they loved her curves more than anything. She somehow became thoroughly addicted to the juicy feeling of hundreds of fawning followers leaving their sometimes-outrageous comments. Her followers told her endlessly how much they loved her pretty face, her cosplay, and her voluptuous ass.

By the time Beth was in her early 20s her online persona had become far more risqué. An online acquaintance, Tricia, had befriended Beth in real life and had coached her to turn her hobby into a money maker. Tricia had a dedicated space and quality photographic equipment for shooting spicy content for both Tricia and "EvilKitten." Beth's OnlyFans was wildly popular, and she was making a small fortune, although her brand was mainly the "tease" variety, with no actual nudity. There was a secret exception that she did a small number of "custom" videos and photos for one special customer. Her cosplay/E girl look made her unrecognizable to any local who stumbled across her Instagram or OnlyFans pages, or so she told herself. It seemed like harmless fun that just happened to print money.

Beth actually didn't need to work at the laundromat anymore, but she kind of liked the job and got some benefits. It was a chill place to work and there was something nice about the community vibe. A long way off from her "EvilKittn" look, she lounged behind the counter in cutoff jean shorts, a faded t-shirt, with no makeup and her auburn pixie cut tucked into an old ball cap.

Beth looked up as Jack quietly shuffled in with his bags of laundry. A ruggedly handsome, shy but sweet guy, 15 years her senior, Jack had been a friend of the family who had known Beth since she was a teen. His given name was Jacobo, but everyone called him "Jack." Jacobo had dark eyes and a soft Spanish accent he had brought along from Argentina when his family moved to Arizona many years ago.

Beth had shamelessly flirted with Jack as long as she could remember. She knew he was safe and would never take her seriously. He had strong older brother / stepdad vibes. When Beth was younger, she didn't really understand what she was doing when she showed him attention; but now she was very aware of the effect she had on him. She loved to watch him nervously try to act nonchalant about it; and she made sure never to take it too far.

Beth sidled up to Jack an asked if he was dropping off or doing the laundry himself.

Jack nervously looked at his hands and spoke in a soft, low voice, "I'm just going to do a couple loads myself."

"Oh Jack, why don't you let me take care of your load," she purred with feigned innocence.

He desperately tried not to react, though his hands shook slightly.

"Uh, yes if you'd be so... kind," He murmured politely. His accent always became more pronounced when he was nervous or excited. Jacobo's south American charm disarmed Beth.

Beth made a meal out of bending and picking up his bags and eagerly twisting and bending to sort the laundry into some machines.

She stood up unexpectedly and caught Jack gazing with a slightly dazed look. Trying not to smirk, she sauntered mischievously back to her stool behind the counter. She knew he was harmless. And she knew he couldn't help checking her out.

Beth went back to managing her web pages with her phone, stealing a glance at the older man from time to time.

Her one special customer, "Ransom1990" had messaged her: "hey, Angel. That last photo set was amazing. I get so turned when I look at you! I could just explode! I cannot stop thinking about you!" He always called her "Angel" and wrote "thank you Angel, you rock my world."

"Aw, bb." She replied. "I'm glad u like."

Ransom1990 had been over-tipping Beth and messaging her since she started her page. And though she had never intended to do any explicit content, she had bent the rules a little bit for him. She had been affected by his endless attention to her... and his generosity. Somehow, she felt a rush of excitement when he lavished her with money and extravagant compliments. It made her feel special and made her feel a kind of power over him. The more she teased and pushed the limits, the more intense his obsession with her grew. One day she impulsively sent him pictures Tricia shot of "EvilKitten" in which she was braless with a nearly see-thru crop top and a thong and mini skirt. She then pushed the limit farther, displaying close up photos of the thong barely covering her pussy. She played with herself over the thong and played with her nipples through the shockingly thin crop top. Ransom1990 went crazy in his replies and tipped her excessively. And he respected her limits and was polite.

And then, one day after Beth and Tricia had smoked some weed and drank a little wine, Beth took her top off while Tricia took more pictures. Ransom1990 professed his love and adoration. And tipped her too much again. And he did not pester her for more. He told her that he came "so, so very hard." And of course, he signed off "thank you Angel, you rock my world."

Beth didn't think too hard about it, but she knew she had crossed a line she had never intended to cross. Occasionally she felt flashes of fear that the pictures would show up elsewhere on the internet. Of course, she doubted anyone would recognize her in the bubblegum pink wig, cat ears, anime inspired makeup, and the white patent leather platform boots. Nevertheless...

Then the thrill of excitement passed, followed by feelings of regret and dull, joyless worry. She felt powerless and empty until she began to imagine doing something naughtier, exposing herself in some new and wildly irresponsible way and the thrill of fear and vulnerability again caught her in its spell.

Finally, another day came when she had been smoking and chatting with Ransom1990 and she just could not resist the urge to do something risky. She asked him how much he would tip her for a custom video of her fingering herself. He immediately replied, "how much do you want, Angel?"

She texted Tricia to do the camera work.

Before long, Beth had drunk 3 glasses of wine, smoked a joint, and found herself with her knees and chest pressed to her yoga mat, her bottom in the air and her thighs apart. Beth's skirt was pulled up over her hips, her panties were around her ankles, and her fingers were inside her pussy. Her eyes closed. She could not look at Tricia directly while she exposed herself and played with herself; but she could feel the camera like a pair of insatiable eyes devouring her. Beth rolled over, pulled up her top, and played with her breasts with her free hand. She imagined she could feel Ransom1990 watching her. She imagined him stroking his cock and the avalanche of desire she would arouse in him; as she shamelessly fucked herself with two and three fingers. How many times would he watch this erotic interlude of self pleasure. How many times would he come as he drank her in. After many scandalous minutes passed, Beth surprised herself with an intense orgasm that she associated with bad choices and mayhem.

And in the days that followed, Beth's high of excitement quickly gave way to anxious pins and needles; to shame, remorse, and prickles of fear. "What had she done? What the hell was she doing? Who was she becoming? "

Ransom1990 was exuberant. He tipped her $500.

Beth told herself she would never do anything like that again. She looked herself in the mirror and promised herself. She prayed that the video would never surface anywhere. And she thought about the excitement of that orgasm, of being watched, of making herself so vulnerable and exposed, of being desperately desired by an anonymous adoring stranger. But she was definitely not going to do anything like that ever again. Maybe she should shut down her account on OnlyFans and move on. Then again that was some of the fastest and easiest money she might ever see. But shame coursed through her as she imagined what her friends or family would say.

And eventually, Beth found herself longing for that excitement of pushing that boundary, of crossing that line, of doing something completely inappropriate. she once again found herself smoking weed and chatting with Ransom1990 online. Teasing him. Playing with his emotions. Willing him to beg something new of her. Eager to say "no" and toy with him, all the while teasing that she might go farther.

Finally, he made a request. It was something she hadn't expected. It was certainly further than she was willing to go.

Ransom1990:

"you know what would be so hot? You know what would be so amazing?

...

I want to see you do a striptease. And nice slow striptease down to your pretty little cotton panties. But with someone watching you. A guy. A man. You'd tease him and take your top off for him. Sit that amazing, sweet round bottom in his lap. Give him a little lap dance. Turn around and straddle him, push those gorgeous, perky little breasts into his face and kiss his cheek while he cums in his pants."

Beth did not respond right away. She actually felt a little violated by his words, though that was not entirely unexpected. She knew his request would never happen, but she couldn't quite shut him down immediately. She took another hit off her joint and typed back:

"I'll think about it bb. I doubt it. Probably not. Not for anyone else for sure. But for you, sugar, I'll think about. Good night and sweet dreams."

"You rock my world, Angel," he signed off.

Beth assumed that she would never give serious thought to her fan's suggestion. Involving another person... *a man* in a scene was way out of her comfort zone. Way, way out of her comfort zone. It was ridiculous that she was even thinking about it. There was no way. And she had no men friends she would even trust with the knowledge of what she was doing, let alone invite them to watch... or participate. The thought of such a possibility seemed unhinged. She was not... she was not a... a sex worker. Not really. She wasn't. And who would she even trust... what man would she trust to watch her dance naked, inches away from them, knowing she was performing for a stranger... or strangers on the internet.

Jacobo. Probably Jack. Not that she ever would or could do such a thing. But he could play the role in her fantasy. A handsome, kind, older guy, who would not hurt or ridicule her. He would be kind. And he would take the secret to the grave. Hell, he'd be in his own secret heaven watching the younger woman take off her clothes for him. But the idea of telling Jack about her OnlyFans page was pure insanity.

And on it went. Every day she told herself she would never consider such a thing. And everyday she found herself considering just such a thing. And even making plans for how she might tell Jack and ask him, though she knew she never would.

Tricia was not even remotely surprised.

"Honey, what did you think? This poor lonely guy jacks off while he ogles EvilKitten every day of his life. You gave him a taste of something a little stronger and he'll do anything for a little more. But you are in charge here. You decide what and how and when; you decide what he should give you and always keep him on the hook for more. He's the sheep and you're the wolf, no matter what sexy little lamb costume you're wearing. You don't have to do anything. But don't expect me to judge you or be shocked. You know what's on my OnlyFans," she said as she laughed.

Beth laughed slightly embarrassed. She had seen quite a bit of Tricia's page; and quite a bit of Tricia whose content was pure pay-per-view hardcore porn. Beth had watched Tricia enthusiastically fellate two 6'+ tall guys in police uniforms while handcuffed to the door of their fake police cruiser. The scene shocked Beth. She could not believe that was her friend doing unspeakable things to two huge guys.

"So, you think I should?" Beth asked with trepidation.

Tricia tenderly touched Beth's reddening cheek with an outstretched hand, "no, honey. You're not comfortable with it. So don't do it. Once you start a scene, it's hard to back out. You push yourself to do something you're not comfortable with and you come out feeling violated and then you blame yourself." She looked very seriously at Beth. "I have been there more times than I care to admit."

She continued, "you might think, it's no big deal I'll just be topless. But... well, it's more than that. It's a big deal doing a scene with a guy like that. Even if all he's doing is sitting there while you put on the show."

Beth felt simultaneously relieved and disappointed. She wouldn't have to debase and degrade herself and go through with this embarrassing and outrageous shenanigan. But she also felt a creeping sense of disappointment as if she had just been told there would be no mandatory skydiving today. Part of her desired to be thrown out the door of that plane, to watch the safety of the fuselage slip away rapidly into the sky as she met the void with nothing to shield her vulnerability.

The quiet grumbling of Beth's disappointment peaked out from the shadows at unexpected moments. EvilKitten wanted to roar and cast aside reason and "good choices." EvilKitten wanted to make bad choices and revel in the chaos and debauchery.

"I wouldn't even know how to do a strip tease or a lap dance," Beth said absently as she reclined on Tricia's sofa.

"Stripping is all about teasing. And sugar, you are the worlds biggest cock tease," Tricia chuckled. "But we agreed you're not crossing that line. It's a line you can't un-cross."

"I've kinda crossed some lines already. You stood by and took pictures and video of it. The line I haven't crossed is doing a scene with a guy."

"Yeah, well,... honey..." Tricia paused, "if you're really thinking of going through with it, You could use one of the guys I work with. They're pros; they're definitely not going to hurt you or mistreat you. They certainly won't judge you; they're not going to fall in love with you; and they don't even have to know your real name."

"Oh," Beth said softly. "I... I guess."

Trying to act sexy and taking her clothes off inches away from a living, breathing guy who was a total stranger to her. It was both exhilarating and terrifying. And she felt an inexplicable pang of sadness.

Over the following week, Beth kept trying to push the idea out of her mind. It seemed clear that this was a bridge she would not cross. Nevertheless, she found herself feeling almost obsessed with the idea. She kept picturing herself confessing the idea to Jack; seeing the shocked look on his face, seeing him nervously accepting the proposal. She imagined his reaction as she told him she would be taking off her clothes in front of him, and then him paralyzed with guilty excitement as she began to strip for him. She imagined exhilaration of Tricia standing nearby, capturing every detail on video. Zooming in on her face, her naked body, and Jack's reactions as she played with his desires.

Beth also could not seem to help bringing up the fantasy in her conversations with Tricia. She seemed to have inadvertently moved past the question of could she or would she to how would she bring it up to Jack. Tricia suggested they talk to him together to avoid any confusion in what they were discussing.

Then on a Saturday afternoon, Beth found herself sitting in a booth at a diner with Trisha and Jack. Jack appeared mystified as to what this meeting was about. Beth squirmed in her seat with tension as she hedged around the topic. Her cheeks were already hot as she blushed furiously.

Finally, Beth blurted out, "Jack,... do you know what OnlyFans is?"

Then, with a rush, almost as if to stop herself from chickening out, Beth thrust her smart phone in front of Jack's face opened to her OnlyFans page.

"Do you recognize this girl," she said softly with the hint of a smile on her spectacularly blushing face.

At first, Jack shook his head "no." But then he paused, and he slowly looked up at Beth.

It was a picture of Beth in her EvilKitten outfit. EvilKitten was sitting on the floor, surrounded by stuffed animals, leaning back on her hands with her knees splayed. She was wearing black cat ears, a pink wig, and a "schoolgirl" inspired costume with a pink micro-mini skirt and a slutty little camisole that made quite a display of her perky breasts. EvilKitten was wearing thigh, high, white and pink striped stockings and a bubblegum pink wig in two long braided pigtails. A naughty cat tail peaked out from under her skirt and draped over her pretty thigh. The expression on her face suggested she had just exerted herself and was deeply satisfied. She had "bedroom" eyes, and her mouth was open as if she was catching her breath.

It was hard to say whose face was redder, Beth's or Jack's. Tricia appeared mildly impatient. Jack stared at the picture again as if he couldn't help himself and his breathing seemed to quicken. He was speechless as his soulful, dark eyes kept looking from Beth to her alter ego, EvilKitten.

"Well anyway,..." Tricia interjected, "it's a thing. Now you know. Beth poses for sexy pictures online. Also, I make amateur porn. Do you think you can keep that under your hat?"

Jack appeared even more startled and confused but nervously nodded that he would keep the secret. He shyly glanced at Beth, but as she made eye contact, he looked away. Finally, his eyes came back to rest on hers again and this time he held her gaze; staring as if he had never seen her before.

"Ok, that's... I mean... that's... why are you telling me this?" he slowly asked, his accent becoming quite pronounced.

Tricia answered, "she wants you to be in a scene with her. All you have to do is sit and ogle "EvlKitten" while she takes her top off and shows you her titties. She might even sit in your lap for a minute two if you think you can keep it together."

Now it was Beth's turn to look away. When she looked back, Jack's shy and embarrassed smile took her apart. She caught her breath as she felt a surge of emotion as she looked into his handsome, kind face. She felt naked already.

"Look Jack, this... it's not real a big deal. It's just something I do for fun and I make a little money. It's super fucking embarrassing telling you about it and I'm sure you think a lot less of me. I'm telling you because I want to do a scene with a guy... kind of watching. But I need someone I can trust completely; someone I feel safe with," she paused, smiling nervously up at him, "... anyway, I kind of thought you would enjoy this... you know I've seen the way you look at me. But we can forget this conversation happened if... well..." she trailed off apologetically with her cheeks aflame with a new surge of self-consciousness.

Jack appeared speechless for a beat or two. Then he took a deep breath, and startled Beth as he paused to boldly take a long slow look at Beth, his eyes deliberately tracing her every detail from head to toe.

Beth felt a little startled at his behavior. But then Jack looked her in the eye with another shy smile and said gently, "I'm in."

On the day of the shoot, Beth was surprised both how excited and anxious she felt, all at the same time. It seemed as if she was about to rob a bank.

Beth arrived at Tricia's loft an hour before Jack to get "ready." The space they used to make content was a single large room with a hardwood floor and large windows providing lots of natural light; though they were also fitted with blackout blinds and sheer curtains depending on what they wanted. There were several large wall mirrors, a futon, floor pillows, some workout equipment, yoga mats, and trunks full of costumes, props, bondage gear, and sex toys.

Beth had brought her own EvilKitten costumes in a large duffle

After debating what to wear, Beth settled on a white cotton "hello kitty" panty with a cartoon of the kitty right in front of... her kitty. She donned her sluttiest micro-mini skirt, buckle up patent, leather boots, a push up bra that fastened to the front, and a ridiculous, white cotton crop top. Over the costume she wrapped up in a silk robe until it was time for the shoot.

Beth downed some red wine to ease her anxiety but still found herself feeling like she could have a full-blown panic attack thinking about what she was about to do. She was embarrassed to realize she was pacing and not listening to whatever Tricia was saying.

Finally, Tricia grabbed her arm, "Kitten, listen! Stop drinking. Take a deep breath. Sit down and look at me! Remember I'm here. I'll direct everything. Just focus on breathing and letting go of all that negativity. I'm here for you, baby girl. And I'm going to make you look so fucking hot. Now open that robe and let's see what you got going on..."

Beth opened her robe to reveal her EvilKitten outfit. Tricia hummed in appreciation.

"Baby girl, you do look good enough to eat. Mmm hmm. Wouldn't mind if I did to be honest. But where's EvilKitten's tail? Don't you usually wear a fuck-me-in the-ass kitty tail?"

Beth's cheeks bloomed the color of roses as she quietly murmured, "I wasn't... um... not in front of him..."

Tricia looked kindly at Beth but took a bit of a stern tone, "it's not about him. This is your thing. Your kitty wears a tail. I've got a brand new tail. Never worn. Still in the package. I'll get it."

Beth stood stiffly, nervously as Tricia unpackaged a brand-new, clear, glass anal plug which was attached to a black, silky, luxurious, faux fur tail.

"Tricia... I don't think..." she hated sounding so weak, "... no..."

She looked at the new tail and winced noticing that it was a wider gauge than her own tails were. It must have been an inch and a half of clear glass at its widest bulge. It was rippled to make it more stimulating entering and leaving one's body.

"Here, I'll help you with it," Tricia grinned, reaching in a drawer for a tube of lube.

"Tricia!" Beth smile nervously, "what are you doing?

"Come on kitten, I know you want it in the ass. Let me give it to you baby," Tricia smiled wickedly "turn around, bitch."

"Oh, goddamn it Tricia," Beth complained as she pouted and turned her back to Tricia

"Bend over and hold onto the back of that chair," Tricia ordered. "Don't resist!"

"I'm not sure I'm ok with this, bitch" Beth complained. Her voice trailed off into a squeal as she felt Tricia's hands pulling down her cotton panties. "Tricia please!" She whined.

"Look at that gorgeous, fat ass," Tricia said admiringly. "Now arch your back a little and spread your feet apart."

Beth squealed more loudly when Tricia's fingertips began to gently caress the lube into her tightly puckered asshole.

"Relax, bitch, I'm coming in," Tricia teased.

"Oh!" Beth cried out.

"Yeah, you like that don't ya. Breathe! Relax!. Don't clinch so hard. You're squeezing the fuck out of my fingers"

"Uh uh uh uh..." the EvilKitten moaned as Tricia caressed the inside of her asshole trying to get her ready for the plug. Her soft moaning suddenly became much louder as Beth felt the tip of the glass plug starting to penetrate her. She felt herself growing very wet. Her breathing became shallow and rapid as Tricia pushed the fat rippled bulb all the way inside Beth's body until the flanged base was tightly pressed against the taught opening of her asshole.

Tricia paused to admire the pretty pink opening of Beth's bottom now visible through the translucent anal plug.

"Oh! Ow, fuck!" Beth complained as she gingerly stood up straight. She felt the long, thick silky tail caressing the back of her thighs. The plug felt very tight inside her as she moved awkwardly around the room. "One day I'll get even with you for that, bitch," she promised.

"You know you loved it, slut," taunted Tricia with a kind smile.

"Kitten, we need to change your panties also. Those full-coverage cotton panties are cute, but this is a strip tease. And if I'm not mistaken your panties are getting a little wet. Mine are soaked, to be fair, but I'm behind the camera."

"Are you serious?" Beth pouted.

"Oh I've got a g-string for you that'll work better with your tail anyway."

Tricia produced a tiny, white g-string from a drawer somewhere. It had a tiny triangle of sheer, almost see-through fabric that was mean to provide minimal coverage. The rest consisted of two silky strings; one going over each hip, meeting in the back where they both were fed through a silver ring so that a double string fed between the wearer's ass cheeks.

"Oh come on, Tricia. No way."

"Put it on, Kitten. It's cute. It'll look even cuter on your kitty."

"Tricia, you're the 'evil' one. Making me wear something like that in front of Jack. Fucking bitch. Might as well write 'free use cumslut' on my forehead in body paint."

"Oooh, that's hot kitten. I like the way you think. Now take off your schoolgirl panties and stop being difficult."

Something about Tricia bossing her around and forcing her to expose her body and wear the tail was unexpectedly making her kitty purr warmly. Nevertheless, her apprehension was spiking. It was hard to separate her desire and her fear. It was all entwined in a mess of feelings.

Beth lifted her skirt in the front as she looked in one of the large mirrors and her pulse quickened with a sense of exquisite and humiliating vulnerability. The tiny triangle of fabric in the front did nothing to cover her mons and did not hide her little auburn "landing strip" of neatly trimmed pubic hair. The g-string barely even covered her labia, the outline of which was clearly visible through the sheer fabric. She felt light-headed at the thought of Jack looking at her in nothing but this G string. Beth absentmindedly caressed herself over the sheer fabric with her fingertips as pleasure coursed through her body and she thought to herself, "oh my fucking God... Am I doing this?" She was on the verge of fingering her pussy right then and there when Tricia's voice cut through her reverie.

"It's cute right? "

"Jesus, Trish, it's worse than being naked. I mean, could I look more desperate? "

"Listen, your Evlkitten character is begging for cock, 24/7. You are a bad bitch. You might as well own it."

Beth wrapped herself in her robe and put on her black cat ears. She had almost got it together when Jack knocked on the door. As she watched him stroll into the loft, she found herself blinking back tears for reasons she could not understand. He seemed unusually handsome to her in a comforting way but when he looked at her, she felt... more naked than naked. She pulled the robe tightly around her as she looked at his kind face. She cleared her throat softly and tried to steady her breath. But as Jack slowly looked her up and down she felt her cheeks grow warm and she knew they were glowing a reddish pink.

Jack was wearing Levi's and collared work shirt with a nice pair of boots. His shirtsleeves rolled up over his muscled forearms. Tricia teased, "thanks for dressing up Jack."

Tricia surprised Beth when she kissed Jack warmly on his cheek.

Beth steadied herself and reached up to give Jack a hug and thanked him for coming.

Jack's whole body tensed as the younger woman embraced him and he nervously pulled back after realizing his hand was caressing the small of her back.

"You look... nice," he said gently.

Beth laughed. "I look like a teenage-waifu-cyber hooker."

"You are a beautiful young woman," he said in his deep serious voice. "And I'm grateful you aren't wearing the wig. Your hair is so pretty."

Fuck. She was blushing hard now. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.

"Maybe we should put Jack in this cop costume," Tricia interrupted the other two.

Beth and Jack looked and saw that Trisha was holding up the fake police uniform on a hanger as if it had just come from the dry cleaners. Beth noticed the handcuffs hanging at the side and wondered if those were the cuffs that had restrained Tricia when she was giving head in the video. Beth and Jack both looked blankly from the uniform to Tricia and back.

"I think he looks better in his jeans," Beth admitted quietly, blushing again.

"Well maybe just the handcuffs, then," Tricia smiled.

Beth's pulse quickened at the thought of dancing for Jack while he was handcuffed.

"We should handcuff him to the bench," Beth said softly, shocked at her own words. But then she grinned "that way he can't try to run away... or feel me up without permission."

Tricia was almost laughing, "oooh, Jack. Have you been a bad boy? Sounds like EvilKitten wants to teach you a lesson, you naughty man."

Jack was looking dazed again. Like maybe he was concussed. He stared nervously at Beth and mumbled, "if you... if you want me to."

"Ok you two," Tricia was all business. I'm going to use a tripod with a stationary camera off to the left of where Jack will be sitting to pick up a lot of the show from that angle. I'll also have a handheld camera and I'll be moving around to get as many angles as I can. I can edit it down from those two feeds. I'll be talking to you both but we can clean that up later.

"We'll set up that weight bench in an upright sitting position and have you sit there... apparently handcuffed (she winked at Beth approvingly)... and chill while the 'Kitten' here puts on a show. She'll dance a little, take her top off, grind in your lap like the little cock tease that she is, and put her pretty little titties all up in your face. All you have to do is be cool and keep your hands to yourself. Oh right, you won't have a choice."

Jack was speechless. He was a deer in the headlights. Nevertheless, after a long pause, he moved to take his seat on the weight bench as he was instructed. He leaned back against the inclined section and took a deep breath.

Beth nervously approached Jack with the handcuffs. "Jack,... um, put your hands behind your back" she said breathily. He obeyed. Beth grasped one of Jack's muscled forearms as she clicked on cuff around his wrist. As she finished fastening the cuffs, the costumed e-girl impulsively gave Jack a tender kiss on the side of his neck as his whole body seemed to come alive at the touch of her lips.

Beth found herself unintentionally staring at the straining denim covering Jack's package. He seemed to already be quite excited. She had never noticed him so obviously aroused before, but he had no way to hide it from her in the position he in which he was handcuffed.

Beth was starting to feel panicked about taking off her robe in front of Jack. Probably not a good start. The way he was looking at her did not make it any easier. She felt her face flaming red as she looked him in the eye. Finally, she took several slow, deep breaths, counting as she breathed out to release the fear. She then looked directly into his face and slowly opened her robe, letting the silky fabric slide off her shoulders, fall to the floor, and pool around her ankles.

Jack's mouth opened slightly as he took in EvilKitten in her micro-mini skirt, skimpy crop top, and go-go boots. He leaned back and slowly let out a long sigh, watching the young woman he had know so long preparing to perform a striptease for him. He gazed lovingly at her tousled auburn hair, her pretty face, and her perky nipples trying to peek through her trashy little crop top.

Beth started her playlist for the scene with songs all the cockteasers on TikTok dance to: 2 Phut Hon, Simple Dimple, and Makeba.

Tricia was almost doubled over in silent laughter as Beth fully committed to dancing like the E-girl she was with a wide, innocent smile, her hips swaying playfully side to side, and her hands either teasingly behind her head with her elbows pointed high and to the side or with her hands together gesturing in front of her. The moves and the costume made her look much more innocent and silly than she was, and of course that was the intended effect.

EvilKitten turned as she danced and thrust her hips back, swaying, with her hands on her knees. Each time she moved her hips, the mini skirt flaunting her naked ass for Jack and the camera. She tried not to think about what he was thinking as she made her hips and ass undulate in rhythm to the music.

"Good," Tricia encouraged. "Very hot. Now bend over more and really throw it back."

Beth looked at Tricia nervously as she bent further, arched her back and pushed her ass towards Jack and the cam. Then she twisted to look over her shoulder at Jack as she made her bottom dance for him. She could feel the long tail waving side to side and she knew there was almost nothing covering her. If she was much closer to Jack, he would easily see everything.

The heat rising in her cheeks, Beth turned to face Jack again and began to play with the hem of her crop top. She swayed and ran her fingers up and down her belly, caressing her breasts over the fabric. On an impulse she moved closer to him, very close and pulled up her mini skirt, slowly showing her barely covered pussy close to his face.

Beth was startled to notice how obvious Jack's erection had become in his tightening jeans now and it was his turn to be self conscious as he noticed the young woman staring down at his bulge.

She felt a surge of excitement at the power she held over him. She stepped back and dropped to her knees. The look on his face made her glow with pleasure. Just to tease him mercilessly she leaned forward and looked up with puppy eyes was she caressed his upper thighs. Jack's whole body reacted, as if he was going to break free from the handcuffs and take her. The straining outline of his hard on in his Levi's was in front of her face. She found that she very much wanted to touch it. She gave him the puppy eyes look again and playfully leaned her cheek against his throbbing bulge.

Then she giggled and quickly backed away and spun her back to him again.

As the playlist switched to slow, bass heavy techno, Beth began slowly turning and swaying as she inched her crop top up little by little. As Jack caught her eye, she briefly felt the panic again. She turned her back and looked over her shoulder at him as she shyly reached under her shirt to undo the clasp on her bra. She wriggled out of her bra without taking off her top, and left the bra laying on her silk robe.

Jack moaned softly when Beth turned to face him, dancing to the slow thumping bass. He studied every detail off her face, her thighs, her hips, her lovely pouty breasts barely concealed by the skimpy top.

Beth looked directly at Jack now and slowly caressed her belly, slowly inching upward, inching her shirt higher until only her hands were covering her breasts as she swayed before him.

Beth wasn't sure she could do it. It was like jumping into the brisk swimming pool. It was hard to act casual about it.

She turned to face away from him again, and this time he caught her eye in the mirror. The desperate desire in Jack's dark eyes made her nervous. He seemed to be straining against the handcuffs.

"Take your top off Kitten," Tricia's voice once again startled Beth.

She took another deep breath, and another. She tried not to look nervous as she closed her eyes and tossed the little cotton crop top at her feet.

Beth turned back to face Jack with her hands over her breasts again and danced closer and close to him, her pretty, freckled face blushing furiously.

Finally, Beth was standing over him, straddling him and she slid her hands down an inch or two, under her bare breasts inches from his face. She cupped her hands underneath her pouting breasts pushed her nipples against Jack's deeply reddening face as he moaned softly and strained against the handcuffs. He desperately wanted to touch her. Beth wrapped her arms around his head and hugged her naked breasts to his face tightly before pulling back a few inches and playing with her nipples while Jack stared with an aching desire.

In that moment, Beth's fear had vanished and felt only the rush and exhilaration of making Jack want her so desperately. The way he looked at her, as if she was the only thing in the world that mattered, as he would give anything to touch her, to have her as his prize. She felt cruel delight as she made him want her so. She began to smile wickedly as she continued to fondle her perky breasts and occasionally flash her bottom from under her mini skirt. And with another rush of adrenaline, she slowly began to undo her skirt as she slowly made her hips dance seductively side to side.

And then Beth's trashy pink skirt was at her ankles, and she was wearing nothing but the nearly invisible G string and a thick anal plug cat tail.

Beth felt goose bumps and her pulse pounding as she continued to dance, almost completely naked, for the older man handcuffed to the bench.

His face looked like a mixture of desire, bliss, and agony as he took in the sight of the pretty young woman, her tousled auburn hair, kitty ears, g string, and cat tail. Her pale pink skin, freckles, and her gentle curves. He wanted to kiss every part of her pretty little body. Mostly he wanted to lick her little pussy, barely covered by her skimpy little g-string.

"Get closer to him. Give him a good look, you little cock-tease."

Beth had almost forgot Tricia was standing a few feet away with the handheld camera.

"Closer, kitten. Closer," Tricia demanded.

Beth was standing over him again, her legs on either side of his. Once again, she played with her tits and watched his desire grow. One of her hands played with her pussy over the g-string as she lustfully stuck out her tongue.

Beth stared at the swollen bulge in Jack's jeans and then smiled at him.

"Do it. Get it girl," was all Tricia had to say.

As Beth looked into Jack's eyes. She straddled him and lowered herself until her sex was pressed against Jack's straining, denim covered erection. She gently pressed her cheek to his and slowly thrust her hips causing him to moan eagerly. She kissed his neck and then leaned back slightly, looking into his eyes, holding his face in her hands, and began to ride him very slowly.

Jack was helplessly tensing and thrusting against Beth's warm, gentle body. Her scent was making him mad with desire. He wanted nothing in the world but to pick Beth up in his arms, rip off her g-string, and to take her on Tricia's futon. She was such a pretty girl and her body felt like heaven against him. He might never get to feel her like this again.

Beth wasn't sure whether to pull back and regain her composure or to just cum all over Jack's throbbing hard-on. She felt like that could happen. And she knew she was going too far and she would regret it.

As Beth was on the verge of accidentally making Jack cum in his jeans, her reverie was interrupted by her friend who was recording everything.

"Turn around, Kitten," Tricia spoke quietly but firmly. "Let's see that pretty ass again."

Suddenly Beth felt shy again as she realized how wet she was. she could feel that there was almost nothing between her swelling labia and Jack's thick cock. She looked away as she slowly raised up and turned around. She knew she was blushing helplessly once more.

Beth began to dance slowly, undulating, moving her beautiful ass for Jack. She slowly bent from the waste, arching her back and putting her palms on her thighs. She coyly looked over her shoulder at Jack as he drank in her gorgeous ass.

"Put it in his face, Kitten! Don't be shy," Tricia insisted.

Beth nervously moved backwards, pushing her naked bottom closer to Jack until she swore she could feel his breath. And she made her luscious hips sway for him. She could feel his excitement; she could hear him breathing heavily; and she knew if his hands were free, he would be touching her. She twisted to look over her shoulder again and was excited to see the mixture of pleasure and agony written all over his face.

Impulsively, Beth reached back with one hand and pulled her tail out of the way. Jack's eyes grew wide with excitement. Now he had a perfect view of the clear glass plug in her pink bottom. He could see inside her. There was next to nothing obstructing the view of her labia; swollen with arousal. She dropped the tail again and smiled sweetly at him.

"That's it Kitten. Let the man get a nice look at your goodies. Poor fella has been dying to get into your panties since before that pussy was legal."

Startled, Beth glanced at Tricia who was partially reclined in the papasan with her legs splayed wide; her shorts around one ankle; one hand on the camera; and the other hand inside her own panties.

Tricia's voice sounded husky as she urged Beth to, "keep going, baby-girl. Let me see you work it."

Blushing furiously once more, Beth moved to sit in Jack's lap again, this time facing away from him. He moaned as she settled her soft round bottom against his achingly eager hard-on. He couldn't help thrusting as she gave him a slow and steady ride.

As she leaned back against Jack, he pressed his mouth against her ear and neck, kissing her gently and shudders of excitement were rumbling inside Beth as she felt Jack's tongue and lips on her ear. She couldn't resist grinding her pretty bottom against Jack's throbbing erection in his jeans as she rocked her hips forward and backward. All at once she could tell from his ragged breathing and the way his whole body was tensing that he might cum any second now. Reluctantly she eased off his lap and gently kissed his cheek.

Beth found herself so excited she wanted to touch Jack with her fingers. "Why not?" she wondered. She could do anything she wanted to him. Ever so tentatively she casually reached one hand behind her and gently let her fingertips brush Jack's aching hard-on through his jeans as he gasped and moaned. She then shamelessly began to caress his shaft through the denim as she felt him beginning to buck in the chair. She pulled her hand away before he went over the edge. But after another minute, she could not resist. This time she shocked herself and Jack as she slid her hand inside his jeans and firmly grasped his warm, hard cock. She loved the way he felt in her hand, and she could not resist stroking him slowly.

"Don't make him cum, Kitten. It's too soon, baby," Tricia said softly.

Tricia's panties and shorts were both laying in the floor as she continued to finger herself in the papasan. She grinned and nodded at Beth, "you better ease up a little Kitten."

Beth got to her feet, straddling the man backwards, both feet planted on either side of him, her inner thighs touching his outer thighs, and her cat tail right in his face. She made her hips sway side to side, so her ass danced slow and sexy for him as she glanced over her shoulder to see the effect she was having.

Tricia had gotten to her feet, now brazenly naked from the waste down. She moved close with the handheld camera to get tight angles of EvilKitten's ass.

Jack's voice surprised Beth when it cut through her reverie. "Bend over." At first, he sounded demanding, but he softened his tone. "Please bend over,... Angel."

Beth might have been startled by his alternatively demanding and pleading tone, but his use of "Angel" as a pet name made her glance back at him in surprise.

"Bend over and put your hands on your knees for him, Kitten," Tricia directed, looking slightly disconcerted.

In the large wall mirror, Jack could see the bright red color rising in Beth's cheeks. She hesitantly began to obey, arching her back, bending at the waist, and then placing each of her palms on her knees with her feet wide apart and her knees bend. The tail still hung teasingly right over her nearly invisible G-string that in turn barely covered Beth's swollen, glistening labia. She began swaying her body to the music again, giving the older man a beautiful show for several luxurious minutes.

Jack was entranced, still handcuffed to the bench, his aching hard-on restrained by his denim.

"Can I... Can I spank her a little?" Jack asked Tricia tentatively.

Beth glanced in the mirror and was shocked to see Tricia kissing Jack gently on the cheek as she nearly whispered in his ear, "sure baby."

"Beth, you don't mind, do you? You don't mind if the man gives you a little spanking, do you? You know. Just to teach you a lesson?" Tricia sounded amused and deeply turned on.

Beth gasped again as she felt Tricia lifting her tail and giving it a little tug.

Beth turned her head, shyly looking Jack in the face again. The longing in his eyes and his shy smile seemed to take her apart.

"Uncuff him," Beth said softly.

"Hell yes" Tricia agreed with Beth's decision.

"Spank her baby," Tricia cooed. "Spank that pretty, pink ass. Show her who's boss, Jack." But then she said to Beth, "bend over more you cocktease and arch your back for the man."

For reasons she could not have explained, Beth did not use their safe word. She instead awkwardly tried to obey, bending at the waist, hands on her knees, her back arched, her bottom thrust out for his pleasure. She felt Jack's strong hands caressing her bottom. And then he began spanking her very lightly, as Beth felt the tears of pleasure and embarrassment coming again.

"Kitten, you don't mind if he smacks your ass a little harder, do you?"

Beth was moaning with each little spank. She surprised herself when she said hoarsely, "... uh, um,... Jack,... you can spank me... harder. Go ahead baby. Spank me harder"

"Yass bitch!" cheered Tricia "... slut" she added, giggling.

And Jack did as he was told. He spanked her harder. Beth knew he was growing more excited and worried that he would lose control.

Beth's bottom was as rosy, red as her face. Somehow, she was both wildly aroused and deeply embarrassed as the salty tears ran down her freckled face.

Tricia was excitedly capturing it all on video. She took close ups of EvilKitten's rosy ass, and her tear streaked, blushing face.

After a few minutes Beth felt the spanking slowing and easing, to her relief. It was startlingly exciting to her though also exquisitely embarrassing; and she couldn't stay in this awkward position much longer.

Again, Beth heard Jack's voice cut through the performance. This time however he seemed to be speaking to Tricia. "please pull her panties down a little for me, hon?" He sounded so paternal and so vulnerable and turned on at the same time.

In the mirror, Beth watched Tricia, now wearing nothing but an unbuttoned blouse, striding over where Beth continued to display herself for Jack.

"Have a seat, Jack. Catch your breath," Tricia commanded, grinning.

Jack said down on the weight bench again, his legs splayed and his hard-on trying to escape his pants.

"Beth, would you like for Jack to see your pussy, baby?" Tricia purred hoarsely.

Beth shyly glanced into Jack's dark eyes, her cheeks blooming red. After a long pause she nearly whispered, "Jack do you want to see my pussy?"

"yes," Jack replied quickly. "I want to see your panties around your knees" he demanded softly.

Beth felt a thrill of anxiety coursing through her.

Tricia stepped closer to the auburn-haired E-girl, bent at the waist, displayed for Jack. Tricia began to casually run her fingers over Beth's round bottom. After taking the pleasure of caressing Beth's ass for a lingering few moments, Tricia slowly began to tug at the G-string and Beth could feel it sliding down over her hips and bottom. She felt the tiny triangle of sheer fabric pull away from her aroused pussy and in a second the g-string was stretched between her knees. Beth gasped as Tricia casually picked up the tail so that Jack could have a clear view.

Jack moaned. "oh god. Fuck... " He sounded desperate. "Dear god, that is a pretty sight. I want it so bad... oh, god."

"You want to what, Jack?" Tricia teased huskily. "You want to feel your cock inside that pretty pussy, don't you, baby?"

Beth watched Tricia grinning at Jack as Beth felt her own wetness trickling down her inner thighs. Fuck. She desperately wanted to be touched.

However, when Beth glanced in the mirror, she was surprised to see Tricia casually running her fingers through Jack's hair while she held the camera with her other hand.

Tricia murmured into Jack's ear "you want to watch me finger that little pussy, baby?"

Beth gasped again. "Tricia, wh...?"

Tricia laughed, "Oh the look on your face Kitten! Relax, you will love it baby."

Tricia kissed Jack's lips and whispered something in his ear before sliding from the handsome, older man's lap to begin caressing Beth's naked bottom. She playfully gave Beth's pale-pink ass a healthy spank causing Beth to flinch and gasp again.

Tricia began to caress Beth's inner thighs with her fingertips, teasingly closer and closer. She smiled back at Jack as she gently spread Beth's pussy for him to watch. She gently teased Beth's outer labia, pausing to tenderly kiss Beth right next to her sex. Finally, she began running her fingertips gently up and down Beth's outer lips, pausing to press gently just above Beth's clitoral hood.

Tricia did not just "finger" Beth. She also gave Beth the most generous, tender, and loving oral pleasure Beth could have imagined. And she licked around the base of the anal plug, caressing Beth's hot, taut opening, teasing and caressing her there. Tricia kissed Beth's inner thighs, gave her mouth lovingly to Beth and gently played with Beth's pussy with her fingers, slowly penetrating her and gently stroking in and out, twisting slightly. Beth's hands felt soft and warm and perfectly smooth, yet strong and guided by purpose and desire.

Beth closed her eyes and moaned. Her whole body was trembling as she shuddered with waves of arousal over and over for Tricia and Jack's pleasure. She felt like every nerve in her body was turned on at once. She looked back into Jack's eyes without a shred of dignity or pretense. She was utterly exposed for him, utterly vulnerable and open to his eyes as he watched her body shaking with a crescendo of orgasm. Her eyes nearly rolled back as her mouth hung open and she moaned from deep in her chest; her chest heaving with ragged breaths.

After a time Tricia giggled, "I think she likes it Jack. What do you think?"

Jack quietly cleared his throat. "Dear god..." he murmured hoarsely.

"Want to see how many fingers I can put inside the kitten?" Tricia asked teasingly.

Jack spoke quickly but softly, "oh yes."

There was a silent pause as Beth moaned and wondered what to say or do. "Tricia, what are you doing to me?" she whimpered.

"Oh, baby girl, I am going to turn you into my little hand puppet. But I will go slow. You want me to, don't you, slut?"

"Kitten, let's turn you around first. Get you kneeling in front of Jack so he can see your face when I fuck you with my hand." She got Beth turned around on her hands and knees in front of the older man who was dazed and sitting on the bench. "He can still watch your pussy in the mirror while you look him in the face."

"What? Oh Tricia" her voice trembled with emotion, "I don't know..."

"shhh, shhh. Quiet now." Tricia teased. "you be quiet, be a good girl, and keep breathing nice and slow."

Tricia coated her fingers with copious amounts of lubricant from a nearby table. She pulled the tail out of the way again and grinned at Jack. "Watch this, baby. It's about to get crazy."

Beth moaned and mumbled something incoherent She was on hands and knees, her pretty pink ass towards the mirror across from him and her wide eyes staring at him.

Tricia really took her time. Beth almost forgot what Tricia had promised she was going to do to her as she felt one and two fingers slowly caressing her, penetrating her, twisting and massaging her, slowly and deliberately. She startled slightly as she felt three of Tricia's fingers working their way inside her. Beth looked over her shoulder into Tricia's eyes. The vulnerability and intimacy was like nothing she had ever felt. She had to trust Tricia, who clearly wanted to use Beth's body and vulnerability for her amusement. Beth surrendered to each movement, with each stroke, she surrendered and submitted completely to the stretching, twisting massage inside her body. "Oh oh oh..." she moaned as she knew Beth was now inside her with her pinky as well. She was trembling again. She lost track of time as she closed her eyes and knew only the feeling of her friend's fingers gently working deeper inside her body. She was not sure if she was ready when she finally felt Tricia pushing the tip of her thumb.

"Fuck yes," Jack groaned. Beth met his eyes, startled at his voice. She had almost forgot he was watching. "Oh, god, fuck yes." He groaned again. She gazed open mouthed at Jack. One of his hands was massaging the bulge in his jeans.

As Beth felt Tricia gently sliding her finger tips inside her again with steady, persistent focus, she found herself staring at Jack's swelling bulge and glancing back into his eyes. As she looked into his handsome face, Beth felt Tricia penetrating her more deeply again. She felt stretched and a surge of warmth for Tricia. She leaned forward and rested her face on Jack's thigh as Tricia continued to violate her. Beth moaned sounding slightly hysterical as she felt Tricia's five fingers now fully penetrating her.

Beth looked up again and saw Jack starting to undo his belt, now so close to her face.

Her pretty green eyes were unexpectedly welling with tears at some new little swell of embarrassment and desire. They had already gone a so much farther than anything she had planned for. She was feeling both humiliated and yet desperately turned on. She was riding a roller coaster and wasn't really sure what to do next. The feeling of vulnerability was intoxicating and exquisitely arousing. She glanced at Jack, her cheeks red and her eyes sparkling with tears as he began to lower his zipper.

"Uuhhh!" Beth cried out as she felt Tricia's hand thrusting slowly inside her.

"who's pussy is it now, slut?" Tricia asked lovingly. "Who's pussy am I inside of?"

"Tricia... Tricia, it belongs to you," Beth cried softly.

Beth opened her eyes to find herself staring at Jack's thick cock, inches from her face. He was looking at her as if he was in a trance as he slowly caressed his swollen shaft. The fat, luscious head of his cock was shiny and wet and a small stream of precum was drizzling over the thick veins that encircled his shaft. Beth inched closer, pressing her lips to the base of his cock. She started to lick him as she felt Tricia's hand slide impossibly deeper into her. Beth became slightly frenzied as she felt herself stretched full and she began greedily suckling the head of Jack's cock and she began to caress his balls with her hand.

Now Jack was moaning deeply as well. His hands were now caressing and gently holding Beth's face as he watched taking him into her mouth. He ran his fingers through her auburn shock of hair and caressed the shaved sides of her pretty head. And then Jack gently straightened her kitty ears and firmly took hold of Beth by her hair.

Beth began to slurp noisily as she tried to take him into her mouth completely. She wanted her mouth to be penetrated and filled with Jack's cock as she was being filled and penetrated by Tricia's skilled hand. As she felt Tricia's hand now fully inside of her, the opening of her pussy tight around Tricia's wrist, she tried to take Jack into her throat. She inhaled slightly and made a little gulping movement to open her throat and pushed her mouth down onto him. She felt the fat head of his cock sliding impossibly into her throat. She heard him groaning wildly, his hands now caressing her face as her lips slid closer to the base of his shaft. After a few minutes effort, Beth had his fat cock deep in her throat.

Beth came up gasping. Her face was a mess and her eyes were streaming. Her hand tightly grasped Jack's shaft as she looked wildly at him. As Tricia slowly thrust her hand in and out of Beth's body she came very hard. As she looked at Jack, she knew he was going to cum at any second and she released her grasp on his cock as he groaned his disappointment.

Beth nearly screamed as she felt Tricia's hand moving in and out of the tight warmth of her sex. Her whole body was trembling with arousal and excitement as she came in wave after wave of orgasm. Beth collapsed helplessly on the floor as Tricia finally, slowly pulled her wrist and hand out of her pussy.

Tricia stood over her leering and giggling. "You liked that didn't you, you little slut."

Beh seemed unable to speak still as her deep breaths finally began to slow from a gallop.

For a few moments, All Beth could do was moan in response. Beth felt Tricia pulling her back to her hands and knees and then pushing her face and chest to the mat upon which she had collapsed. Beth could not resist, though she felt thoroughly violated and used... and filled with a warm, honey-like pleasure. She felt as if she had been claimed and taken and no longer belonged to herself. She allowed without resistance for Tricia to position her with her knees down, ass up, face down.

Tricia purred to Jack, "why don't you play with her tail a little baby."

Beth moaned in a half-hearted protest. "Oh, Jack baby..." was all she could say for a moment.

She felt his hands... so much larger and stronger than Tricia's... touching her. He also gently caressed her sex with his fingertips before he slowly began to tug on her thick anal plug.

"Ooh!" she exclaimed as she felt the wide bulb threatening to slide out of her. She felt him gently push it back into her and gently tug on it again. Then she noticed him drizzling lube around her aching opening and he began to slowly and gently play with the plug as the lubricant did its magic.

"Aaahhh..." Beth gasped as the plug was pulled free from her tight ass... And then "OOH!" as he gently shoved it back in.

"OH God, Jack! Oh... Oh..." she was not making any sense as he slowly fucked her ass with the cat tail ass plug.

Beth felt like collapsing again as he finally eased the rippled toy from inside her and let it fall with a soft splatter on the floor next to her. But before she could collapse to the side and curl into a ball, she felt his hands on her hips, firmly pulling her back up into the same position. Holding her up for the taking.

She half wanted to complain, to tell him "no," to use the safe word (whatever it had been). But all she said was "oh... oh Jack... oh Jack..." as she felt him resting his cock between her ass cheeks and felt him drizzling more lube on her asshole.

"who's ass is this?" Jack asked gently. "Who's pretty little asshole am I about to fuck?"

"Oh Jack..." Beth moaned. "Oh Jack baby,... it is yours. My asshole is yours baby."

"That's good." Jack said softly. "That's good kitten"

She felt him gently sliding the head of his cock around the opening of her bottom, working the lube into her. She ached for him now. Wanted to feel Jack inside of her, though she felt thoroughly embarrassed and violated.

"Take her, baby," Tricia cooed to Jack. "Take her pretty little ass."

Beth opened her eyes. In the mirror she saw Tricia, now completely nude, running her fingers through Jack's hair and kissing him on the mouth as she encouraged him to violate Beth. As Beth looked up at the other two, she felt the head of Jack's cock beginning to enter her and she let out a long, aching moan.

"Don't stop baby," Tricia whispered to Jack. "She wants you so bad. Fuck her tight little ass. Don't hold back baby. She is ready for you!"

Somehow Beth felt both thoroughly betrayed and thoroughly aroused by Tricia's shocking behavior.

Despite Tricia's encouragement, Jack still took it very slow. He slowly worked his cock inside the younger woman's ass as she moaned loudly with each little thrust. It seemed to take forever as she once again felt so deeply filled. She could not say where she ended, and he began. They were throbbing and pulsing together. It was so very tight and somehow, he managed to still be gentle though utterly determined to to penetrate her utterly and completely.

Jack could not last long. After Beth felt the fullness of Jack's cock inside her and she felt his abdomen and balls pressed against her soft bottom, he began to slowly thrust little by little in and out. But he had been holding back too long. In due time she felt him shuddering and unsteady as a quick rhythmic gush began to pulse through his cock. He held her ass firmly in his hands as he now began to thrust hard; his seed filling her inside. His slippery, warm cum made the thrusts feel delicious, but she was going to be so relieved when it was over.

Beth lay in Jack's lap on the floor, with his cum slowly dripping from her body. She noticed Tricia gently cleaning her with a warm, wet cloth. As Jack held her in his arms and caressed her. He gently ran his fingers through her hair and caressed the shaven sides of her head. Beth found herself smiling and crying softly. She kissed his arms and his chest and reached up to kiss Jack on the mouth. After a time he simply said, "Angel, you rocked my world."