Ready For Some Fun

Satisfied that Kitten was secure Mysterious Francesca set her bag and grapple launcher on the next table and sauntered over to her captive. Running a well manicured nail over the cat tattoo on the squirming young woman’s back before saying with a seductive snarl.

“Well little kitty cat lets get you looking the part so we can start the fun.”

The Hunter grabbed Kitten’s ankles and yanked her legs off the table leaving the petite girl bent over with the toes of her boots just touching the ground. Standing behind her captured prey Francesca ground her hips against Kitten’s firm athletic ass as she reached up to grope her pert little tits. Grasping the lycra tube top she stretched it out and jerked it down to her Hunted’s waist, deft and powerful fingers swiftly dealing with the fasteners of the belt and combat trousers. Those same fingers worked their way under the lycra shorts beneath, caressing over taut buttocks, well trimmed pubic hair and rapidly moistening labia.

The fleeting touches drove Kitten wild, her head was spinning and she wanted nothing more than to plunge as many fingers as she could into her core and fuck herself stupid. But release in both instances was up to Francesca, who was dragging all of her clothing to her ankles, pausing a moment to unfasten her boots she pulled the whole lot from Kitten’s body leaving her completely naked. Bare before the eyes of the watching world via the swarm of cambots that swirled overhead capturing every inch of bare flesh they could.

Having stripped her captive Francesca retrieved a few items from her bag, after gently placing an adorable headband with attached cat ears on Kitten’s head she used an eye-liner pencil to draw whiskers on her face.

“Just one more thing to add my little kitty cat.” Mysterious Francesca stated while ominously stroking her ass, holding up a cat tail attached to a butt plug she fished in her bag for some lube before setting to work. After squirting a generous amount on both the plug and her asshole Francesca took a moment to work it around before gently but insistently pushing the thing into her captive.

Kitten could not contain a loud and throaty moan as she was violated by the Hunter, the gathering crowd cheered and whooped as Mysterious Francesca seductively removed her jacket. Letting her business skirt drop to the ground the Hunter stood without shame in a skimpy bustier her impressive boobs were threatening to spill out of and a risque thong that just about covered her visibly shaven pussy. The revealing ensemble coupled with the lacey stockings and formidable heels made Francesca seem even more intimidating.

When she reached into her bag and pulled out a strap-on and a bottle of fresh cream Kitten’s blood ran cold at the thought of the games the Hunter wanted to play.