1 - The First Suit After showering and drying, I sit on the bed excited with anticipation, caressing my red rubber catsuit, running it along my cheek. Thrilling at the feel of its smooth, sensuous, luscious, erotic, slick surface, I slow my breathing so as not to become too excited. Slowly, slowly, not to increase my excited libido too much, I stretch the neck opening slowly wider. I want to tear it open, but it is tight, and the thin, though red surgical latex will not tear. ...
Part 1 “Good evening, Cats and Mice. This Saturday, we will be meeting in the Ice Palace, but only Cat and Mouse subscribers with a blue pin. Since the end of last week, the Ice Palace has sold out, so there can be no at-the-door sales this time, sorry. We hardly get anyone coming not dressed as a cat or mouse, so please, do not come hoping that it might happen. All right, let’s start with preparing Mouse for the evening. ...
Act 1 Driving home from the shop, Mouse came in the door, and before she could say anything, mummy told her that it was bedtime. Mouse whined, “But mummy, it is not bedtime yet, and I am hungry,” Mummy took her by the hand and brought her to her bedroom. There she helped Mouse undress then led her to the bath. It was cold!" Mouse protested, “No mummy, no, please, not a cold bath mummy, please.” ...
Coming Home Cathenne brought this place recently, changed her phone number, email address, and closed her social media accounts to get away from the men hassling her to come to this and that event, even calling, texting, and knocking on the door after midnight. Cathenne had enough of dating and men, especially the ones who told her how good-looking she was and how fantastic they were in bed and how great she would look on their arm. For the most part, they weren’t good looking, and the sexual satisfaction was flaccid and boring at best, predictable at worst, and flat. ...