Sam & Cat: #Role-Play - Sex Stories

Sam & Cat: #Role-Play

... refrigerator, gritting her teeth in frustration. Stalking back into the living room she opened the closet in the corner and moved aside the coats and shoes, before moving on to their bedroom and searching under and behind everything she could get her hands on. Frustrated, she went back to Cat and removed the stockings from her mouth. "Where are they?" she asked. "W-what are you talking about?" Cat said, her bottom lip quivering. "Jewels, valuables, anything!" Sam exclaimed. Cat shook her head. "Me and my husband don't own any valuables." Sam rocked back on her heels, her face scrunching up in and mix of confusion and surprise. "Really" Cat nodded and Sam paced the floor. "Well, I can think of one valuable your husband at least has." She eyed Cat with a sparkling and somewhat naughty glint in her eyes. "Me" Cat asked. It was a struggle to keep her voice straight with the longing of pleasure building in her system. Sam grinned and knelt down in front of Cat. "Your husband is gone until Sunday, correct?" Cat nodded again. "In that case, in debt of my troubles, you are to be mine until then." Cat gulped, fighting back the urge to smile at their range of closeness. She could see Sam glance down to her lips, biting her own and standing up quickly before she had a chance to break character. Turning towards the closet, she bent down and pulled out a bag. The same bag she had bought the other day. "So as it may seem, during my search, I found this bag of… play-things." Sam used the ...

... word in a tone the practically yelled, "WE'RE GONNA DO IT!" She smirked at Cat's horrified expression. "You and your husband are the adventurous type, I suppose." Cat shook her head, making her eyes water. A skill she was a master at. "Please just let me go." Sam tsked, shaking her head. "I will not. Not until your debt is paid in full." She put the bag down and began untying Cat's restraints. "If you try to run, you won't get very far. I can promise you that." She lifted Cat from the chair and handed her the bag. "Go change. And remember: no running." Cat nodded, tears falling down her cheeks. Sam's eyes flickered in worry, hoping that she hadn't scared her too much. But the look Cat gave her said that she was fine. She disappeared into the bathroom and Sam breathed a sigh of relief, preparing for the next act. * * * Cat came out of the bathroom, now dressed in lingerie but still in the stockings and the leggings back between her lips. Pleased with the outcome, Sam ordered Cat into the bedroom while following behind her. Cat bows her head, doing as she is told. "On the bed," Sam told her, pointing to her own bed and deciding it would be better than Cat's. "I want you in spread eagle position." Thanking God that Sam took the time to educate her on the basic and advanced sex language Cat got onto the bed and laid on her back, stretching out her arms and legs. Sam continued to the right side of the bed with four pairs of pantyhose in hand, tying Cat's wrist and ankle to the bed ...