Post by Naughty Girls on Oct 27, 2017 18:57:18 GMT -5
Katie stands in her bedroom, arms folded and holding a leash, as she watches at the other end of said lead where Chastity works to get a full body image of Christy Winters up above her Mistress' bed.
Katie: It's angled, Chastity.
Chastity: Humble apologies, madam, it's just the plastic you have me stepping on--
Katie: The plastic is there to keep your disgusting feet off my covers.
Chastity just nods and starts over. Her mind was clearly not into this at all. Instead, she was growing more and more worried about what was happening with Candi. Jessika had snatched her up and took her to the back after the tag match and she hasn't heard anything since. The plan was supposed to have Katie screaming, and while she is in a way it's the wrong kind.
Chastity: Is this more to your liking, Madam?
Katie: Let me see.
Katie comes over to investigate unable to tell from the side, so she just pulls the leash forward driving Chastity face first into the plastic. Luckily there's a soft bed on the other side of the plastic, but when Chastity's hair is grabbed it's not so soft as Katie pulls her off.
Katie: Take the plastic off.
Katie hisses as Chastity does as commanded and just kneels to the side. Her mind is too pre occupied to even be snarky as Katie, still holding the lead, hops onto her bed and looks up at the glamour shot of her coming opponent.
Katie: This will do, I suppose. Go. Take the plastic back to the floor.
As Chastity bunches up the plastic, she feels the handle of the leash smack into her face as Katie tosses it aside. The pet says nothing and just leaves as Katie pulls up the covers and fumbles a bit around her hips before letting out a satisfactory sigh.
Katie: So much better. Hi, Christy.
She begins with a wink as her legs slowly writhe beneath the covers and her mouth gapes open for a bit before she moans.
Katie: Have you been thinking about me too? I'm sure you have. After our...mm, time in the ring together I can't quite get you out of my mind. It's just all I can do to make you the first and last thing I see in my days now. I hope you don't mind.
Katie bites hold of her tongue as she smiles and shakes her head.
Katie: No, of course you don't mind. You're wealthy. You do things to keep that way. Selling your image is just one of them. You don't care where it ends up, even if it's above my bed.
She laughs bending up her legs while keeping them apart.
Katie: I'm going to destroy you, you know.
Right into it now, it seems. Guess Katie is a little over excited.
Katie: I'm going to make it so you and your sister...at first regret your getting in our way. See, while Mistress has taken a keen interest in your sister, Kayla, I'm taking the interest in you. Someone so attractive...in such high society...I'm going to see what makes you purr.
Her tongue comes out from her smile as she arches out her back taking a few deep breaths all the while never looking away from the life sized poster above her.
Katie: Ooo...I'm going to make you scream. First one way and then the other. I'm going to make you a slut, Christy. I'm going to drag you down to my level, as you would most likely put it. And when I have you in my arms we're going to cheer...we're going to cheer Mistress as she breaks your sister next. Dynasty, at the end of our leashes. Slaves...pets...trophies.
Like Candi? Oo, there's probably the wrong comparison.
Katie: And you're going to love every minute of it because we're going to take our new golden Dynasty as we re climb the ladder. As we retake the tag team titles. Because let's face it, Christy,
Katie brings her legs down and we can see some rapid motions over her hips as there's some action now going on around her chest.
Katie: Holding your Mistress' title belt as I enter the ring...it's the closest you'll ever get to them. It'll be your joy. It'll be your purpose. It'll...it'll be, oh, your...your pleasure!
She cries out for a bit and then just lies back smiling up at the poster just looking lighter.
Katie: Christy Winters...I love you.
Katie: It's angled, Chastity.
Chastity: Humble apologies, madam, it's just the plastic you have me stepping on--
Katie: The plastic is there to keep your disgusting feet off my covers.
Chastity just nods and starts over. Her mind was clearly not into this at all. Instead, she was growing more and more worried about what was happening with Candi. Jessika had snatched her up and took her to the back after the tag match and she hasn't heard anything since. The plan was supposed to have Katie screaming, and while she is in a way it's the wrong kind.
Chastity: Is this more to your liking, Madam?
Katie: Let me see.
Katie comes over to investigate unable to tell from the side, so she just pulls the leash forward driving Chastity face first into the plastic. Luckily there's a soft bed on the other side of the plastic, but when Chastity's hair is grabbed it's not so soft as Katie pulls her off.
Katie: Take the plastic off.
Katie hisses as Chastity does as commanded and just kneels to the side. Her mind is too pre occupied to even be snarky as Katie, still holding the lead, hops onto her bed and looks up at the glamour shot of her coming opponent.
Katie: This will do, I suppose. Go. Take the plastic back to the floor.
As Chastity bunches up the plastic, she feels the handle of the leash smack into her face as Katie tosses it aside. The pet says nothing and just leaves as Katie pulls up the covers and fumbles a bit around her hips before letting out a satisfactory sigh.
Katie: So much better. Hi, Christy.
She begins with a wink as her legs slowly writhe beneath the covers and her mouth gapes open for a bit before she moans.
Katie: Have you been thinking about me too? I'm sure you have. After our...mm, time in the ring together I can't quite get you out of my mind. It's just all I can do to make you the first and last thing I see in my days now. I hope you don't mind.
Katie bites hold of her tongue as she smiles and shakes her head.
Katie: No, of course you don't mind. You're wealthy. You do things to keep that way. Selling your image is just one of them. You don't care where it ends up, even if it's above my bed.
She laughs bending up her legs while keeping them apart.
Katie: I'm going to destroy you, you know.
Right into it now, it seems. Guess Katie is a little over excited.
Katie: I'm going to make it so you and your sister...at first regret your getting in our way. See, while Mistress has taken a keen interest in your sister, Kayla, I'm taking the interest in you. Someone so attractive...in such high society...I'm going to see what makes you purr.
Her tongue comes out from her smile as she arches out her back taking a few deep breaths all the while never looking away from the life sized poster above her.
Katie: Ooo...I'm going to make you scream. First one way and then the other. I'm going to make you a slut, Christy. I'm going to drag you down to my level, as you would most likely put it. And when I have you in my arms we're going to cheer...we're going to cheer Mistress as she breaks your sister next. Dynasty, at the end of our leashes. Slaves...pets...trophies.
Like Candi? Oo, there's probably the wrong comparison.
Katie: And you're going to love every minute of it because we're going to take our new golden Dynasty as we re climb the ladder. As we retake the tag team titles. Because let's face it, Christy,
Katie brings her legs down and we can see some rapid motions over her hips as there's some action now going on around her chest.
Katie: Holding your Mistress' title belt as I enter the ring...it's the closest you'll ever get to them. It'll be your joy. It'll be your purpose. It'll...it'll be, oh, your...your pleasure!
She cries out for a bit and then just lies back smiling up at the poster just looking lighter.
Katie: Christy Winters...I love you.