A Sir-prise for Kitty: (11) The Final Fling
Every fairytale needs an endingI quickly shuffle off, darting around the suite, locating all of my items of clothing, and come across my butt plug tail lying on the floor in the lounge area, “Don't worry about that, I'll clean it and put it somewhere safe,” Master calls from the kitchen. He's busy tidying up the food, and I can't help but stare. He has literally changed overnight. This is so bizarre. I move into the bedroom, I've found everything else,...