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Marcus' Lair; Adult Content [M SC]
Topic Started: Feb 26 2007, 10:46 PM (1,375 Views)
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Marcus' home is a spartan affair, a three room apartment with white walls, though you wouldn't be able to tell with the windows covered up the way they are. The main living area is a combination kitchen and dining room, with a small table in the center. To the left as you enter the house is the refrigorator, which is next to the wooden countertop. Most of the house's floor is hard wood, polished by years of walking.

To the right is a door that leads to Marcus' sleeping area, which is dominated by his king sized trundle bed, which is easily the most ornate thing in the house. To it's right is small dresser for his clothes. A trunk next to the dresser holds most of his things.

Taking a left, you see a door leading from his bedroom to the bathroom, with a larger than normal tub/shower (big enough to squeeze in three people or so) and a sink. There is also a mirror, but it shows signs of disuse. The floor is linoleum. The entire house seems to be fairly well kempt, but it's more like Marcus doesn't have enough junk to really make a mess with it.

Behind the dresser is small secret door that leads down a winding stone staircase into a long stone hallway that looks like it should be in an old castle than a basement. Along the hallway there are four doors. The first door on the left leads into an old Roman style bathing area, with a large pool of heated water casting steam up into the air. The only difference is the faucets that line one side of the pool, along with the smaller, more shallow pools that dot the floor surrounding the main one. This is obviously a site for many get-togethers.

The second door on the left leads into a large empty room, though Marcus is working on filling that currently.

The first door on the right leads to a dirt floored room, with weapons of various types hanging on the walls. It seems to be some sort of training area. Sometimes, younger vampires that Marcus takes under his wing can be found perfecting their technique here.

The second door on the right leads to a large stone office area, with pillars every few feet which leads to a huge desk that has been raised up on a platform. Mirrors line the sides of the room, making it look even bigger.
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Marcus opened the door and led Joss into his home. "Welcome to my house, Kitten." He said as he shut the door behind her. He had brought her here to see her reaction to his living quarters. He had been thinking about showing her the secret levels, but that would depend on the reaction he got from her tonight.

He had brought with him her purple latex costume along with him. It was in his bedroom, along with the powder and oil he had purchased at the store.

"We're going to have some fun tonight, Kitten."

Suddenly, he sniffed the air. "But first, I'm just going to hop in the bathroom. I've been so busy today I haven't had time to bathe." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Have you bathed today, Kitten?"
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Joss had been both pleased and honored that Marcus had invited her back to his home. She walked in smiling looking around the living area. It was as sparse as her tiny apartment but he had more room. She glanced to her right and saw his bed. *And a much better bed* She thought to herself.

She turned her smile towards Marcus. She grinned as they said they were going to have fun. Her heart spead up in her chest. Her excitement and curiousity growing.

She couldn't help the slight giggle as he sniffed the air then commented on having to bathe. "I did this morning." She said but quickly added. "But I did have that spray all over me. And I was sweating in a couple of those latex peices. I could..." She said immediatly thinking.... hoping perhaps he would share a shower with her. Gah what did this man do to her. She felt trapped by his presence and yet she loved it.
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"Come along then, Kitten." Marcus said and strode off through the bedroom, stripping off his t-shirt as he made his way towards the bathroom. When they were both in the bathroom he reached into the tub and turned on the faucet, allowing hot water to fill the large tub. "If there will be more than one of us in here, then I think it would be better to take a bath than a shower." He said to her as he slid his sweat pants off, leaving them with his underwear in a pile on the ground before stepping up and into the large, round tub.

He around the edge of the tub, at the various cleaning impliments that surrounded it. Yes, by the time she left the tub she would be clean indeed.

"Come Kitten, it's time for your bath." He beckoned her with an old fashioned bar of soap.
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Joss giggled merrily as he lead her through the bedroom with it's opulent bed towards the bathroom. She couldn't help but stare as he undressed. She couldn't move couldn't speak as she watched his body revealed to him.

She watched, nearly drooling, as he moved to stand inside the filling tub. She smirked as he beckoned her with a bar of soap. She removed her tshirt and undid her jeans. She too pooled her clothes into a pile on the floor along with her shoes. The last bits to go were her underwear and bra, she looked down modestly as she moved to join him in the tub. It was a large tub, there was plenty of room for both of them and probably a third or fourth she took up such little space.

Once she was in the tub just standing there, she wasn't sure what to do. SHe'd never done anything like this before, not with a man like this. She closed her hand over his holding the soap. "Shall I wash your back first Sir?" Joss inquired.
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So she wanted to wash him, did she? Marcus smiled at the thought. It was good that her first thought upon entering the tub was of serving him. "Very well, Kitten, you may start there, and continue as you like." He said by way of reply and turned around before sitting down in the slowly rising water. The tub was deep, indeed when it was full it would most likely reach to his Kitten's neck if she was sitting. She would have to stand in water up to her waist when he washed her, then.

He bent over and allowed the water to run over his hair before he pulled his locks to the side, which left his back open to his Kitten's tender ministrations.

Yes, she had been doing quite well lately, so well that it probably was time for her to be allowed to touch him. He hoped she realized the privilage she was being allowed.
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SHe smiled when he agreed to let her wash him. She took the soap from his hand as he turned and sat in the deep tub. Already the water was nearing her waist while as he sat most of his upper torse was well above the water line and she only now just a head and shoulders taller then him.

Joss looked around the tub finding a wash cloth as Marcus wetted his hair and pulled it away from his back. Her fingers seemed to itch to touch him. Had he bespelled her? SHe wondered briefly. She had never been so enamored of a man. And just as quickly she pushed the thought aside. For what did it matter?

She soaped up the wash cloth and began scrubbing his back in tiny circles with it. Gently massaging the muscles of his back with her tiny hands as she did so. Once his upper back was soaped up she moved to wash his arms as well. Holding his arms with one hand, as the other slid the cloth over his flesh. She followed the same procedure with the other arm. She then rinsed the cloth in the water and began the same movements to wash away the soap from his flesh.

Everything was tender and slow as she relished just touching him. She moved in closer and resoaped the cloth and as she moved in closer against his back she let her hands slide over his shoulders. Washing across his chest from behind as she pressed her body against his back. She closed her eyes, focusing merely on the sense of touching him. Her hands gentle across his flesh she rinsed his chest as well.

She slid down onto her knees behind him. Her head pressing against the back of his shoulder as she used the cloth under the water line to wash his stomach. She didn't realize she was purring as she did this. Her body vibrating against his.
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Marcus gave a soft sigh as Joss slowly worked the tension out of his muscles. It had been some a while since he had last taken the time to relax and rest. Indeed, the bristles on his chin and the long bush around his nethers showed that he hadn't even taken the time for any basic matinence for a while. He languidly allowed her to wash his arms and move on to his chest.

He smiled as he heard her purring as she worked. It would seem she did realize the privilage she was being allowed. While she was working on his stomach he realized that her target put her in an awkward position.

"Hold, Kitten. I'll reposition to make your work easier."

With that order, he gently disengaged her and floated backwards, coming to rest on a seat molded into the side of the tube. This would allow her to wash his front without having to reach around him.

Marcus reached out with his right arm and grabbed her about the waist, pulling her close, close enough that her thighs were touching his. "You may continue, Kitten." He said as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, resting it against the lip of the tub, the picture of relaxation.
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Joss sighed as he told her to hold, her hands had been making their way tentativly downward. But as soon as he said stop she did.

He disengaged her and she moved aside as he began moving backwards. She smiled as he sat on a seat she hadn't noticed before. In effect presenting himself, all of himself to her. She gulped. Suddenly feeling a little nervous as she was faced with all of him.

She gasped her heart thundering in her chest again as he pulled her close. She had learned to not be modest about her naked body, and he had taught her not to hide her scar from him. But being around his naked form made her muscles tight. He was not were needing the nudity to shift. No he was nude for her.

She nodded not sure she could speak just then. Her hand and cloth resumed what they were doing. Moving down over his lower abdomen, his hips and thighs below the water line. Then finally her hand moved over his nether region.

First it was gently swipe. She stared at his chest almost afraid to watch his reaction as she wrapped the hand with the cloth in it around him. Making slow strokes up and down. Once... twice..... three times before releasing him.

She rinside out the cloth again resoaped it and washed his legs under the water. Her chest was heaving again. Her nipples taught in arousal as she knelt they were just above the water line. The ends of her now long hair swirled in the water.

Finally when she was done she looked up at him.
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Marcus allowed himself to enjoy the experience as his Kitten slowly washed his body. He could feel her cloth as she scrubbed ever downwards towards his fur covered nether region. He opened an eye when she wrapped her hand around his member, but he did not say anything about it. After all, she was following his instructions. After the second stroke he was already beginning to harden, his organ extending to a respectable seven inches.

She soon moved on, though his skin still itched underneath the forest of pubic hair that covered the region, and made her way down his legs with little incident. After she was done there she knelt and waited for his command.

"You did well, Kitten." He scratched himself underneath the water a moment before taking the cloth and soap from her hands. "And now it's your turn, I believe." He stood up from the seat and turned her around as he soaped the cloth. He brushed her braided hair to the side and started to soap the back of her neck.

"I believe you can expect more of this in the future Kitten." He said as he moved on to her back. His gentle hands dug into her shoulders as he worked out all the kinks he felt in her muscles. Inch by inch, he covered her in lather, working his away along her body. As he lathered her ams, he couldn't help but think of the way they looked encased in those purple mittens.

After her arms were done he told her to stand, which she did, steam rising off her body as she did so. He pulled her back until he was sitting again before he began to work on her lower back, once again massaging her muscles into submission. From there his roving hands moved on to her buttocks, covering each cheek in lather before working his way down the backs of her legs.

After each leg had been lathered, he had her turn around, where he worked his way back up the front of each leg until he reached her genitals. He was extremely careful as he lathered her mound, gently working his hands around her wonderfully smooth nethers. He carefully watched her face with a smile as he worked her over, gently pulling her back down into the water so he could lather her breasts.

He was as gentle as he could be with her breasts, lathering one after the other. He gently rolled each nipple between his thumb and forefinger inside the cloth, making each was equally clean before submerging her up to her neck in the warm liquid.

Finally, he soaped her neck, making sure it was free of anything that may have gotten on it during the day time. After he had rinsed it , his hand still stayed over it, massaging it gently as he rested her head against his knee. "I would wash your hair, Kitten, but I believe the people at the salon said not to wash it more than once a week, so I'll just leave that alone. Now close your eyes."

He brought the cloth out of the water to wash her face, making sure that every inch of her was as clean as could be. Her face was a little pink by the time he had finished scrubbing it, but it had been red before, so it wasn't that much of a change.

Marcus hung the wash cloth on the lip of the tub and ran a hand down the side of her face. "I see you're quite smooth, Kitten. You have made me quite pleased." His member was beginning to quiet back down, shrinking back to it's normal self as though dissapointed at the attention it failed to recieve. He rubbed the stubble on his chin. "It has been some time since I've been able to take a razor to myself. I have been very busy of late."

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She had felt him harden in her hands. It stirred things deeply inside her. She shuddered as she knelt there waiting for him to do something, say something. She held her breath until he spoke. She beamed under his praise.

She couldn't speak as he took the soap and rag from her and turned her around. She hung her head forward as he brushed the braided long hair aside. She sighed as his hands began soaping up her neck.

Finally she spoke as he commented on expecting more of this in the future as his hands gently worked over her back. "I would like that Sir." She said softly. She was practically rocking on her knees as he worked over her back. She was puddy in his hand as he worked her arms she just let him do as he pleased with her body. It was his in a way. She was his.

She stood as he commanded. Feeling a chill run up her spine as parts of her body moved out of the warm water. She giggled as he pulled her backwards so he could sit on the seat. The water sloshing around her backside. That giggle quickly fell away into a groan as his fingers began there work over her backside and buttocks. Her head fell more forward as she rocked on her feet to the beat of his touch, his massaging. SHe sighed, almost in relief as his hands moved down to her legs. Her skin was tingling with his touch.

She was panting against as he turned her around. It was divine torture as he washed his way upwards towards her smooth nether lips. Then he was touching her oh so gently. She took a step widening her legs slightly. She moaned as he washed her there. Her face a mask of rapture as she looked down, watched him wash her. She smiled as he pulled her down into the water.

She tossed her hair over her shoulder arching her back a little as he made his way towards her breast. She bit her lip even as she continued to pant. She cried out each time he tweaked her nipples. Feeling them harden even further under the cloth. Her mouth opened and she stared at him panting. He had tremendous command of her body. If she wasn't submerged in water she knew she would be quite wet, as she was already aching and throbbing down there. Almost painfully saw as his touch had gone away.

When he moved her down even further she stared up at him adoringly. Stared at him as he washed her neck. The way he continued to massage it after he was done and had brought her head to his knee she wondered if he if perhaps the neck was a favorite body part of his. She knew which might be hers on him as her head laid so close to it upon his knee.

She nodded as he spoke of washing her hair. She wanted to kick herself for not thinking to wash his. She closed her eyes as he told her too. She smiled as he washed her face. Smiling up at him even with her eyes closed.

When he was finished and speaking again she opened her eyes. She smiled demurely at his comment. "I was glad last night when you spoke of it. Something I already did that would make you happy Sir." She said softly.

She reached up gently rubbing the stubble as he did and spoke of it. Was he asking her to shave him. That both scarred and flattered her. Part of her was afraid even a nick might anger him but she was also flattered that he trusted her enough to put a razor in her hands for him.

Joss looked around the tub spotting a razor and some shaving cream. "If you wish I could try to shave you Sir. I've never shaved a man, or anyone else." She admitted.

She reached over grabbing up razor and cream. She moved back onto her knees holding the instruments. She wanted to make sure he wanted her to do this before she started.


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"Then, Kitten, you must learn." He pulled her closer and took her hand. "Start with the hair here, Kitten," Marcus rubbed her fingertips along his stubble. "Then deal with the hair here." He guided her hand under the water, brushing it along his bush.

"You don't have to worry about cutting me, Kitten. I've been in many wars, and a nick with a razor holds no fear for me anymore." He guided her hand back up to his face. "The grain goes up and down, so don't try any side to side movements." He demonstrated with her fingertips.

He leaned back, allowing her access to his neck as well as his face. "After that I'll wash my hair and we can get out of the tub and on to some other activities." He thought he saw her flinch when he mentioned washing his hair. "Unless you would like to try to redeem yourself, Kitten? I won't punish you this time, but if you forget again, you'll reap the rewards." His voice was stern for a moment as he delivered his ultimatum.

"But you don't need to worry about it now. Now you have other things to think about." He ran a hand along the inside of her leg, hoping it would make her feel better, as well as remind her about the task at hand.
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She gasped as he pulled her in close again. Saying nothing as he took her hand and rubbed it along his stubble. Her eyes widened a little as he then to her hand beneath the water to rub against his pubic hair. She was worried enough about knicking his face. Shaving him there. But he quickly reassured her that he was not worried about it. If he wasn't worried she would try not to be worried.

She nodded as he instructed her about the grain.

She went to pick up the razor and shaving cream again as he spoke about washing his hair. She flinched and she realized quickly he saw that. "I'll wash it Sir. I'm sorry I..." Her lip quirked alittle as if pulling into a smile. "I was so fascinated by your body I wasn't thinking." She whsipered trying to apologize. She gasped as his hand ran up her inner thigh. So close to what he already had aching.

She moved even closer now. Straddling his lap as he sat on the seat leaning back. Her breath heavy she started work. She squirted some of the shaving cream into her hand and gingerly spread it over his whiskered jaw. She squirmed in his lap to get closer after setting the can of cream aside. She took up the razor and began shaving him. Rinsing the razor after every other swipe.

She took her time tryingto be careful. The underside of his chin was the hardest. She gently tilted his head back so she could shave it. She hissed as she nicked his throat. Then watched fascinated for a second as it bleed for a second and stopped and started closing back up. Even she didn't heel that fast.

When she was done she turned his head from side to side. CHecking that she hadn't missed any spots. She used her fingers to wipe away some of the excess cream.

She slid off his lap moving to her knees on the base of the tub once again.

She knew it was always easier to shave her pussy when submerged. SHe hoped it was the same for him.

She bit her bottom lip as she started working. One hand gently holding his shaft so she could get in and shave gently. She took extra care and time around the base of his shaft. Paying attention to detail. Reaching a couple times for the wash cloth to wipe away make sure she didn't miss any thing. Manipulating and moving his shaft and balls pushing his legs wider. She didn't say anything as she worked. Just bit her lip.

Till finally she thought she was finished She ran her hands around him. Feeling the smoothness. Only then did she finally look up at him expectantly.
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Marcus was not suprised when his chin was cut, but he barely registered the cut. He was far too concentrated on watching his Kitten's face as she worked. In a way, it was endearing. She looked like she was doing the most important job in the world, which, Marcus supposed, to her it was.

He gave a silent smile of amusement as she went about the shaving of his genitalia. From the way she acted, he wondered if she had some kind of fixation with them. He simply filed that away for later use.

It came as no suprise when he was hard again, what with the fondling Joss was putting him through. By the time she was finished, he was once again fully erect, pointing straight at her.

Marcus took a moment to feel himself, checking for any stray hairs that might have escaped, but it seemed that his Kitten had been quite thorough.

"Very good, Kitten." He stroked the top of her head and stood as though he were getting ready to get out of the tub. He stopped suddenly, seemingly thinking. "Ah, yes, There was that one thing you wanted to do." As he spoke, he sat back down in the water, floating close to her.
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She gulped as she realized he was fully erect again. She was trying hard not to stare at it but when he felt himself her eyes went immediatly there. She took a deep breath. When he patted her head she brought her eyes up to him once more.

When he stood she moved back in the water, her eyes immediatly went to his erection which was now at eye level with her. Her fingers itched to stroke it. God she wondered what he would feel like... . She opened her mouth to remind him about washing his hair but then he seemed to remember himself as he came back into the water.

She smiled reaching over him. Brushing her breasts against his lower abdoment as she reached for the shampoo. She smiled down at him as she squeezed some out in her hand. Lifting his head slightly she set about washing his hair. She gently laid it back in the water to rinse it. Spooning some water into her hands, then over the top of his scalp to get all of it.

Her hands stroked through his hair making sure everything was out. Her hand then trailed over his smooth shaven face. Down his throat over his chest, down over his abdomen a sshe knelt beside him in the water.
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Marcus reached out and pulled her close massaging her neck until her head was on his stomach. "You know, I've never seen a Kitten get pruny before." Marcus figured he could use this time to bind her to him, and most people bonded better in more intimate environments. What could be more intimate than a bath? He ran a hand down her side, feeling her muscles for any more lingering tension.

"You know Kitten, I don't think you'll be going home tonight." Marcus said. After all, one of the purposes of having a trundle bed was to have someone sleep in it. His Kitten hadn't quite earned the right to sleep in his bed, but the trundle would do for her, if she got any sleep at all, that was.

"It's nice to have you in my house. Maybe later a more permanent arrangement can be made." Marcus mused, half to himself.
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Her hand ceased it's movement downwards as he reached up to massage the back of her neck. Pulling her down till her head rested against his stomach. She giggled as spoke of pruny kittens she raised her one hand out of the water at him and she wiggled her pruny fingers at him as she stared up at him with her head on his stomach. She rubbed her cheek against him, as a cat would to scent mark their territory.

Her head lifted a little and a look of pure elation crossed over her face as he said she wouldn't be going home tonight. It seemed she wanted nothing more then to spend the night with him. Of course she assumed this meant spending it in his bed. With him. She might be in for a rude awakening, or at the least a disappointing one, that would only spurn her on to please him more.

She couldn't speak as he spoke of a more permanent arrangement. She couldn't believe it. They hadn't even slept together yet and he was already speaking about moving her in. She was moved to say the least. "I would love nothing more Sir." She said.

She rubbed her cheek against him again. She'd never felt so close to anyone. Yeah she'd had the odd boyfriend in high school, nothing serious, nothing in college really, and nothing ever like this. It was rather intense.

"What ever shall we do now Sir. Shall I pat you dry with a big fluffy towel." She said with a laugh her voice humming over his skin.
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"Hmm." Marcus considered her proposal. "We shall." He triggered the drain and stood, allowing the water to run off his body for a moment before stepping out of the tub and grabbing a white, comfortable looking towel off a nearby rack full of them. He brandished his fluffy weapon at Joss, who still sat in the tub. "Come Kitten. Come and be dried." He said playfully.

It was odd. He hadn't been playful in years. Something about his Kitten seemed to bring out is younger side. The side he had buried long ago when he assumed control of his clan. He allowed it to come out. It couldn't hurt to allow old habits every once in a while. Besides, he could do it if he wished to. After all, he was the Clanleiter. Who would challenge him on being a trifle bit light-hearted?

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She sat up as he triggered the drain her eyes watching over him as he stood up, following the trails of water as they slid over his body before he exited the tub. She rolled over onto her knees as the tub started to drain. Watching him grab up the towel. Licking her lips like she was looking at something very yummy.

She laughed as he brandished the towel at her. She gripped the edge of the tub and used it to vault herself out of the tub from her knees. She stalked towards him smiling a big tooth grin as she pulled the towel from him.

"You first." She said starting to dry his chest. Rubbing the white towel over his chest and shoulders and arms. She moved to the side. "Bend over please." She said pushing his shoulders forward. She folded the towel around his longish hair rubbing the towel together around his hair to dry it.

When she was done she moved behind him rubbing the towel gently over his back... down to his ass. She took extra care here moving down to her knees on the bathmat. Drying his legs. She then winded her way through his legs, as a real cat might on all fours dragging the towel with her meanwhile she air dried as she took her time drying him off the ends of her wet braids matted to her skin in a few places.

The towel moved up his legs as she moved to kneel before him staring up at him grinning, she every so lightly dried his genitalia. Then she did something she'd never dreamed of doing, infact she was surprised she did it herself. She leaned in licking his shaft from root to tip of the underside. Then sat back drying the new wet spot she had created. She laughed to herself unable to believe she did that.

When he didn't seem to mind or say anything she leaned in again looking up at him as she repeated the step. Licking his shaft her tongue lolling over his flesh. This time she took more time. Delicately tasting his flesh.

She licked up and down a few more times before coming to the head and eagerly wrapping her lips around the head. This felt so right to her. Servicing him like this. She suckled the head gingerly inside her mouth. Her tongue twirling over the tip as she did so.

She dropped the towel alltogether as her hands slid over his hip. Holding onto him as she sucked him into her mouth. She began as slow rythym her head bobbing up and down upon his shaft sucking him as her tongue flicked against the underridge of the head everytime she had only the head in her mouth. The whole while her eyes were looking up at him. Judging his reaction.
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Marcus bent over as she asked so she could dry his hair, hoping she enjoyed her opportunity for the little bit of control he was granting her. As she moved down his back he slowly straightened again. She spent an inordinant amound of time on his rear, though he really didn't know why.

He grinned as she scurried beneath his legs like the Kitten she was, drying his legs with her towel.

Suddenly, she was licking his member, tickling it with her tongue. It perked up again, hardening even more as she took it into her mouth and began servicing him. To be frank, Marcus was surprised. He had never seen this side of his Kitten before. He couldn't decide if he liked it or not, though he did enjoy the results.

He gently cupped the back of her head with his hand, supporting her head so she could concentrate more on the task she was concentrating on.

"Very good, Kitten. Yes, I think you could definatly earn a place here." He said to her as her head went up and down along his shaft.

He let her go for a little while longer, feeling old muscles start to work again, his organ growing ever harder as she tended to one of his many carnal needs. He let her use whatever techniques she wished while she worked, seeing how much she knew. He could last for quite some time, as he had learned to exert incredible control over his body while he had learned many of the eastern Martial Arts.

"Enough, Kitten. You can continue when you're dressed." He wondered how much more enjoyable she would be when she couldn't use her hands, when she was more helpless. He slid her off him and told her to wait while he got her clothes.

Marcus left for a moment before returning with a thing of spray powder and her purple outfit. He took hold of her and sprayed her down, making sure she was covered all over. He saw her glance over at her underwear. "You won't be needing those, Kitten." He said as he undid the dress and waited for her to step in.

When he had her nice and confined in her dress he slipped on her shoes and led her out into the main area, his member now smaller and hanging limp between his legs.

He sat down in a chair and looked at her. "You may continue now, Kitten." He watched her to see her reaction.
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She didn't know what compelled her to do it but she did it. Because it felt right, because she wanted to taste him, because she wanted to please him. She purred as his hand cupped the back of her head as she worked over his shaft. Her hands sliding over his hips towards where she was working. Sliding down to gently cup his balls as she sucked his cock. She grinned alittle around it as she made one pass gently raking her teeth down his clean shaven smooth shaft.

She felt him so hard and rigid between her lips. It was almost like heaven. She'd not felt something so right... ever.

She whimpered a little as he removed her from him and told her to stop for now. She looked at him quizzically as he said she could continue when she was dressed. She looked down at herself. Was he unhappy with her nude form?

She remained kneeling there as he told her to stay but she watched him move back into his bedroom and watched him bring in the purple dress and the spray.

She stood as he took hold of her spraying her down with the silky cool spray that had her nipples hardening once again. She stood with her thighs together, clenched, hoping to quiet the burning throb that was coming from between them.

She glanced at her underwear, not exactly wanting to put on dirty underwear now that she was all cleaned up. But Marcus quickly quieted her thoughts on that subject as he held the dress for her. She steadied herself by grasping his shoulder as she stepped into the dress.

God the latex felt so sinful, so good as it slid upwards. She pushed her hands into the sleeves, stood still as Marcus closed her into the dress. She stepped into the shoes and was quiet as he led her out into the main room of his apartment.

She stood there as he sat in the chair and told her to continue. She frowned as she saw he had lost the hardness she had brought him. She pouted alittle, ashamed that she hadn't been able to keep him hard.

She moved in closer as he told her to continue. It wasn't so easy to manuever in the dress. It was tight holding her legs together which made it hard to get to her knees. She had to lean forward placing her hands on the arm of the chair, which she couldn't grip because of the sleeves, just balance as she lowered herself to her knees. Her latex covered body sliding over Marcus's slightly, brushing his flacid cock, as she got to her knees between his legs.

Her latex covered hands moved to his legs as she lowered her head between them. Taking the limp shaft into her mouth she sucked greedily. Bringing him fully into her mouth all the way to his base, which was easier while he was still limp. She opened her mouth even further and used her tongue to pull his balls into her mouth as well.

She suckeled all of him while she could but even then she felt him hardening in her moist hot mouth. She had to pull back or gag. His balls fell from within her mouth as she drew back.

Her latex coated hands stroked his thighs, all she was able to do as her head began it's bobbing motion yet again. Her cheeks pulled in tightly as she sucked for all she was worth.

Her ankles crossed behind her the shows and her head the only bits of flesh showing, her body otherwise completely covered, hard nipples poking out through the latex though.

She twisted her head slightly so her tongue could lave over the sides of his shaft as she suckled him as well. Her eyes this time closed as she worked over him. Whimpering a little as she did so as her own fire of need was starting to rage. And him not touching her was maddening.
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Marcus leaned back to enjoy his Kittens ministrations for a moment before reaching behind the chair and removing the bottle of oil he had purchased at the store. After he snapped on some rubber gloves he popped the top of the oil and positioned it over his Kitten's latex covered back.

He began to dribble the oil onto her, slowly rubbing it into the latex, which gave it an oily sheen, as opposed to the dull color it was without it. He suspected the oil was cold on her second skin, but he was certain it would warm up soon enough. As she worked, he slowly rubbed the oil everywhere he could reach.

"Alright, that's enough, Kitten. You can try again later. For now though, we have to get you nice and shiny." Saying this, he led her over to the bed, which he had covered with a large tarp. "Bend over, Kitten." He bent her over the bed and slowly oiled her ass, rubbing the oil in until it gleamed. After he had polished her entire back side, he had her lay down on the tarp-covered bed so he could do her front.

Marcus straddled his latex covered Kitten and squirted oil onto her breasts, watching it start to seep down between them. He gently guided the oil back to the top of each breast and made sure each was thoroughly massaged, spending perhaps more time than was neccessary on the tip of each one.

He moved down, rubbing firmly as he oiled her abdomen. After it was shining, he moved even farther downward. He squirted oil to where her mound was and rubbed her quite firmly there.

Soon he stopped, satisfied that every part of her was almost giving off light. "Yes. You look much better, my little Rubber Kitten." Suddenly, his eyes caught a dull spot. He moved back up, his slowly shrinking organ laying between her breasts as he busily polished the latex around her neck.
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She shuddered as she felt the first cool drops of, what she assumed was, the oil Marcus had purchased in the store. Her hands flexed within their casings on his his thigh. More of him was pressed into her mouth as he leaned over her to work the oil into the back of her dress.

She was frustrated. Yes she didn't have much experience in the blow job department. Hadn't had any practice in nearly four years, but she didn't think she was that bad. And yet she was getting no response from him. It was frustrating, and humiliating.

When he told her to stop she pulled off him immediatly as commanded. Tears of humiliation prickled in her eyes.

Joss shuffled after him as he lead her back towards the bed. She bent over it as he instructed. When he started oiling her ass she groaned, pressing her face into the tarp. Instantly her pussy was wet and quivering at his firm touch. Her hands slapped against the tarp. She would have grabbed up it and the comforter beneath if her hands hadn't been so incased.

She rolled over and moved up onto the bed. SHe gasped as he moved over her. She didn't know why but just him putting himself over her like this, she vulnerable in a submissive position with her belly showing, for some reason it sent a thrill through her.

Her eyes rolled back as he immediatly started on her small perky breasts. She was purring again as he worked them over. She moaned her back arching bound hands slapping the tarp as he worked her hard nipples. She was breathing hard once again. Her thighs clenched together tightly.

Her back remained arched as his hands moved down over her abdomen. Her ribs practically showing through the skin tight dress.

Her back finally lowered as he moved lower again. As he began rubbing her mound through the dress she moaned louder. Her thighs spreading lightly, they couldn't open far in the tight dress, but it was enough to have her squirming her hips bucking lightly.

She stared at him unblinkingly as he called her rubber kitten. That finally made her smile a little again. She gasped as he slid back up her. SHe felt him again then. Lying limp between her breasts as his hands massaged oil into her neck and throat.

She felt even more vulnerable then. She knew he was powerful. He could snap her neck if he wanted to. Somehow this thought of fear heightened her arousal a notch.

Her coated hands moved up to gently grasp his hips sliding in the latex hands gently stroked over his flacid cock as she stared up at him with fear and lust in her eyes. Both of which she could smell coming from herself as well.

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Marcus continued to gently rub his Kitten's neck, enjoying the way she writhed beneath him. He smiled as a rather cruel idea began to form in his mind. He slid back again and played with his Kitten's taut, rubber covered nipples as he spoke to her.

"I have a wager for you, little Rubber Kitten." His left hand flicked her nipple. "I'm going to let you out of your suit, and I'm going to let you have one more chance to pleasure me tonight. If you manage to spill my seed within one hour, than I'll let you sleep in the bed, nude. However, if you fail, you will sleep where I tell you, and you will be wearing your dress, along with whatever else I see fit to dress you in."

With one last twist, Marcus climbed off of her and stood by the bed. "If you accept, just come here and I'll undo you, set the timer, and lie down. If you decline, just lay there and I'll go back to polishing your dress."

"By the way, Kitten, you'll be sleeping how I tell you if you decline, so there really isn't anything to lose." Marcus said with a grin. He was confident that she would be unable to bring him to climax in an hour. He could keep himself from cumming for much longer than that.
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Joss frowned a little as he pulled away from her touch. *Does my touch repulse him?* She wondered. Though she didn't have time to pontificate on it as Marcus shattered her world with a flick of his finger over her taut nipple and latex. Her back arched harshly at the sudden touch.

She lifted her head a little as he began setting about this wager for her. She knew she should feel excited to try and please him, but the fact alone that he was laying out the wager meant he either knew something she didn't or he believed her inept and unable to please him. Neither sat well with her. Both made her feel like she was unworthy of him. WHich she already knew, but she didn't need it pointed out to her.

She sat up as he slid from off of her and off the bed completely to stand by it.
She blinked as she thought about what to do. Just staring at him for a moment.

She wanted to please him yes, but neither did she want to fail him. It was a paradoxical problem. OF course she would love to spend the night nude by his side. But the way he was speaking made her think she couldn't win. But she didn't want to look like she wouldn't try.

She slid from the bed. Going to kneel before him bowing her head and offering the back of her neck and it's closures. She didn't say anything but her motions denoted her acceptance of this unwinable task. She wondered where he wanted her to sleep. On the floor at the foot of his bed like a true cat perhaps?
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Marcus reached down and undid her clasp, helping her out of her dress. After she was out of her dress, he rubbed her skin, actually planting a kiss in between her shoulder blades before pulling the tarp off the bed and laying down as he set the timer, holding his finger on the button that would begin the count down.

He wondered to himself if she would find the trundle comfortable. The mattress was quite soft and easy to fall asleep on, but he had a few other additions to her outfit that would make it quite hard for her to reach sleep.

"Well Kitten, it's your move." Marcus said, his member hardening in anticipation.
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Joss was all smiles as Marcus helped her out of her dress. She ran her hands over his flesh, feigning needing to hold onto him. She couldn't help the shudder of pleasure that rippled down her spine as he kissed between her shoulder blades. She hissed feeling her most intimate of spots quivering in need.

She watched him as he climbed back onto the bed and layed there waiting, his hand hovering over the timer.

Joss crawled onto the huge bed. Sliding her way between his legs. Her hands sliding under his ass to wrap around his hips holding there and able to help lift his hips slightly.

She smiled as he was hardening again. So she did have 'some' effect on him. That was good. She lazily licked at his shaft. Flicking it with her tongue so it bounced slightly hitting her tongue as it came back. "Tell me Sir... May I use more then just my mouth for this challenge?" She asked just before wrapping her lips just around the head. Her tongue pressing deeply into the underridge of the head of his cock. FLicking there as she awaited his response.

He certainly had more stamina then the last man... re: Boy... she had suckd back in high school he had lasted all of two minutes. Marcus... Marcus seemed like he could last forever... or she wasn't doing something right... or he wasn't attracted to her... just getting off on making her suffer.

Well dammit she'd try to make him like her.
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Marcus laid his head back and closed his eyes, giving a soft sigh at the pleasure he was already beginning to feel. He heard her question and thought about it. "You may use whatever you wish, Kitten, save your second set of lips."

He held his finger on the button for a little while longer than he should have, giving her a bit of a head start as he enjoyed her tongue.

Marcus wondered if Joss had any idea of the scope of the plans he had for her. As he felt her lick him, he doubted it. He had recieved her training collar recently, and he relished the anticipation of slipping it around her neck. That collar would be the closest thing to an engagement ring he would ever give any woman. There was little question in his mind as to what her reaction would be, and he couldn't wait until she saw her true collar.

Marcus almost shuddered as he thought of the day when it was finally finished.
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As he started out his response she was smiling thinking perhaps she could win this bet after all. But then he continued and her smile fell. He knew exactly what she had been thinking off and had cut it off. She sighed resting her head on his inner thigh, pulling the tip of his cock with her, she continued to suckle him lazily. Her hands gliding over the base of his freshly shaved cock.

"Your a spoilsport." She said surprisingly out of her submissive character to say such a thing. Her fingers traced in lazy circles over his skin. "I wonder if I will ever get to feel you inside me." She said before turning her attention back to the matters at hand.

She slid her mouth over him again and began a slow bob, though she began sucking with the strength of a were cat. Her cheeks pulled in tight. Her hand slid to cup him. Gently rolling his balls within the palm of her hands. AS she bobbed up and down on his shaft to the point of nearly gagging as his tip pushed into her throat.

If only her breasts were bigger at least she'd have something else to shove his dick between. Her lips pulled into a smile around his cock as she laughed at herself. SHe started humming around his shaft as she worked. Sending vibrations over his flesh.
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"One day, perhaps. But tonight is not that day. What you wish is something I consider a great gift, something reserved only for the best of my servants." He reached down and massaged the back of her neck.

Suddenly, Marcus felt his Kitten take to her task with unexpected gusto. The sudden onslaught caught him unprepared, testing his stamina to it's limits. He felt a drop of precum escape before he could stop it. His hips rose up involuntarily as she noisily sucked on him, his body seeking to accomodate her without him thinking of it. Marcus was not pleased at this reaction.

He looked over at the timer as it counted down. Plenty of time left. He began to wonder if he was going to be able to win this bargain.

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Joss purred as she got a reaction out of him. Then tasted him. Her eyes nearly rolled back into her head in delight as she tasted him. Her hand renewed it's gusto in palming and rolling his balls as her head, her mouth began to increase it's pace again. She was soon like a piston bobbing between his legs.

But each pass along his shaft was not the same. Some were just a suck, some added the drag of tongue, a flick of tongue, a twirl around the ridge, sometimes her teeth ever so gently scraped down, sometimes she took him farther then was comfortable letting her throat convulse and tighten around the head. She purred and moaned and rubbed her hardened nipples against his thigh.

She did every trick she could think of, or had ever read about. She took her mouth off and blew on his saliva slicked shaft she slurped on him. Letting her cheeks vibrate along his shaft. She bobbed and weaved and pistoned. Working with all she had to acheive her small Victory. Not because she worried about where she slept. But she worried that she wouldn't please Marcus. That he would be disappointed with her and toss her aside.

She wanted to be THE BEST servant and receive all Marcus had to offer. She just might die without it. At least that's how she felt.
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Marcus barely stopped himself from writhing on the bed with pleasure as his Kitten tried to press her victory. It was only with herculean effort that Marcus was able to maintain control of his loins. A small grunt escaped as he mastered his body.

In desperation, Marcus looked over at the clock again. Only a few mintues left. Though he wanted to bite his lip, Marcus forced a look of serene contemplation onto his face and did his best not to give any sign that his Kitten's onslaught was having any affect. Despite his efforts, a few more grunts and a "Kitten." Escaped his mouth.

Finally, the timer buzzed the end of the contest, moments before Marcus finally gave in and lost control of himself, cumming in his Kitten's mouth. He allowed himself one squirm as his testes continued to convulse in her hands, sending multiple loads into her.

"Oh, Kitten. That was....very, very good. You almost had me." He almost whispered, his eyes already looking towards his box of toys.
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Her eyes had glanced up from time to time as she set about his work. She saw different things cross his face as she worked. From pleasure, to quiet disintrest. It spurred her all the harder to try harder. Her lips pulled into a grin around him the few times a grunt escaped his lips. When he whipsered his pet name for her her body shuddered. Thinking she was doing something right.

But the sound of the timer expiring filled her ears and instantly tears filled in her eyes that she had failed him. That she wasn't pleasing enough for him. She was about to draw back her aching jaw, defeated. When she felt him squirm beneath her and felt the twitch in his balls. She had pulled herself just halfway back as she found her mouth full of the salty protein.

Her eyes widened in shock the tears that had came fell and dried as she looked up at him swallowing down his seed. Her eyes narrowed as her throat convulsed and she swallowed every last salty drop. Finally as she thought him done she pulled back using her tongue to lick every last drop from him.

Her hands fell away from him and she scooted back between his legs. Moving up onto all fours she looked at him as he looked at something off in the side of the room. She stared at him. Part of her more respectful that he had such control over himself. Part of her angry that he had denied her to punish her. KNowing she had accepted a challenge she couldn't win.

She didn't say anything couldn't say anything. She had to prove herself to him. And she hoped she was moving in the right direction.
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"You probably think me cruel." Marcus said, looking at his Kitten, who crouched at the end of the bed. "Making you choose between a rock and a hard place." He sat up and reached out his hand, stroking one finger down the side of her face. "But I needed to see if you would be able make a decision in a no win situation. If you had declined to take up my challenge, I would have been dissappointed, and the punishment would have been more severe." His hand gently wrapped around the back of her neck.

"But you, my beautiful Kitten, made the right choice. You are almost perfect already. It makes me happy to know that I will have to change very little about you. In fact, I think it's time for you to move on."

Marcus stood from the bed and went over to his chest, opening the lid and rummaging about in it.

After a few moments, he stood with a long piece of leather in his hands. He returned to the bed and sat down with the leather in his lap. If she looked close enough, Marcus assumed that his Kitten would be able to see that the leather was a large collar designed to restrict head movement, keeping the head in an upright position. Upon the side that would face outwards were Marcus' initials.

"This is for you. If you were to think about it in normal terms, this would be the equivilent of an engagement ring, signaling my intention to keep you, and your intention to become mine." Marcus said, running a hand along the leather. "It will also mean that you will become a member of my household, and as such will be required to live here. If this is alright with you, simply lay your head in my lap, and I will clothe it." Marcus finished, his hands holding each end of the collar suggestively.
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She didn't say anything as he first spoke. What could she say. She was conflicted by the fact that she did think he was slightly cruel and also struck in awe by his prowess. When he touched her cheek a staggered breath escaped her lips. Her eyes remained down. As he spoke of being proud of her for taking the challenge at all though her shoulders lowered slightly in relief that she had done something right.

She sighed as his fingers wrapped around the back of her neck. Already she felt such relief in his touch. She smiled that though she had doubted herself she had pleased him on some level. She watched him as he got up from the bed. Her eyes following him as he rummaged in a chest.

At first when she saw the leather she flinched a little and cowers. Thinking it some sort of strap he was going to hit her with. When he got closer and she was able to look more closely upon the leather she realized what it was actually. She saw his mark upon it.

She was suddenly breathing heavier again. When he spoke of the signifigance of what he held her eyes raised in shock and hopefullness she looked upon him as he explained.

Yes she had layed out money for her first three months of rent already. But to be his... truly... wanted by him. An engagement ring? No this was more special.

She already thought of herself as his. "As long as you are sure you want me here." She said moving onto all fours to crawl closer to him she layed her head in his lap. "I would like nothing more then to be yours." She whispered. Part of her said this was wrong that she shouldn't 'belong' to anyone. But greater then that was something that said this was all right. That this was what she needed.

"Please." She whispered softly. Her body and soul aching for someone who would take care of her like no one ever else had, someone she could take care of as well as she could in little things. Tears were once again stinging her eyes but not for fear of failing Marcus. But in joy of his acceptance of her and who and what she was. "Accept me Sir." She whispered the last.
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"Well, I would hardly reject you after going through the trouble of getting a collar made for you, my Kitten." Marcus replied, slowly closing the large affair around her neck, making a show of buckling it down. He had a lock for it, but Marcus didn't think he would need it. She was already almost entirely his.

He let her lay there for a moment as he gently rubbed her newly collared neck, his hand moving down to her back and rubbing along there as well. The time for her punishment would come soon enough.

"Are you hungry, Kitten? I think there might be a few things in the fridge that could stand to be eaten. Most likely some kind of meat." He said to himself. It wouldn't do for her to be hungry. He wanted her to be able to enjoy her punishment to the fullest.
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Joss had to stretch her neck slightly as he buckled the collar around her throat. The pressure of it there was somehow soothing to her. Her hand reached up to tentativly touch it once he was done buckling. There was a low purr that started as his hand stroked over her back. She delighted in just laying there with him stroking her. Feeling safe and wanted in his collar in his lap.

She smiled forgetting for the moment that she had lost there wager and was at his mercy. For now she was a content lil kitten in his lap. "Hmmm." She started lazily as he asked if she was hungry. She didn't think she was till he mentioned meat. Then her inner cat woke up and said yes please.

Her stomach rumbled as her cat begged for the meat. "I suppose I could eat yes." She said though she was loathe to remove herself from this position, and his petting.
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"Hm, good." Marcus said, continuing to stroke her back. "Well then, I suppose we should get up." He lingered on the bed a moment longer before gently sliding out from under her. He walked back over to his chest and rummaged again before stepping back with a black latex catsuit with multiple zippers, though most were for show. "A catsuit for the Kitten so she doesn't get cold." He said as he flourished the clothing at her. It was obviously stiff, designed to squeeze her in all the right places.

With a smile, Marcus opened the back and held it out to her. "You should still be slippery enough to fit into this. While you're working on that, I'll go see what I can find in the kitchen."

After he had given the outfit to her, Marcus made his way into the Kitchen and opened the fridge. Inside was a rather large turkey, already cooked. It had been left over from one of the clubs, and he had taken the liberty of taking it home in case his Kitten ever stopped by. He removed it, leaving it cold. If she wanted it warmed, she would have to do it herself.
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Joss reluctantly rolled out of the bed once Marcus had removed himself from under her. She rolled out like the kitten Marcus had named her. Easily coming to her feet after the role. She felt all dream like after his petting. Like she was floating through air her body tingling in delight.

She moved to take the catsuit offered to her by Marcus looking at it some zippers seemed appropriately placed while others seemed just for show.

"Yes Sir." She said as he told her to get into it while he went scavenging for food. She was still slick from the spray plus worked up a little sweat in her hour of work trying to please him. She slid into the catsuit smoothing out the legs of it, gasping a little as she found it sucked her in quite considerably. It was like a second skin on her. Like he had had it made just for her. She suddenly felt special in it, and his collar. She'd never felt so special in her life.

She was grinning as she headed out of the bedroom and followed her nose to the kitched smiling as she saw the large turkey there. She smiled. She was completely covered and yet the tighteness of the suit made her feel exposed, the metal of some of the zippers cool against her skin. She walked happily though to stand before the turkey on the counter.

"Mmmm that looks good." SHe said reaching she was about to just start picking at it off the bone. But she realized that was a little crass. "Ummm where do you keep the silverware and plates. I can fix us both a plate?" She asked.
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Marcus pointed to the appropriate drawers in response to her question. He smiled. It was good that she was beginning to fufill her duties without even having to be told.

He sat down in his chair at the table, leaving a high, straight-backed chair for her. While he waited, Marcus admired how the suit looked on his Kitten. It was a good thing he had chosen it. He liked the way it covered her and molded her into an even more pleasing shape. "Your outfit suits you, Kitten." He complimented her.

Marcus looked up at the ceiling and took a moment to rest his eyes.
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