You’re on your own, as usual, walking in the Park. You’re in a contemplative mood, looking back on your young life. You’ve worked hard, saved hard. Got your own home in Brooklyn. But…there’s nobody in your life. You’ve never been good with women. You’ve always believed a good woman wants to be cherished and catered to. That you should do anything for her — whatever she wants. Yet somehow, you’re still alone.

You spot her in the Park, on the Mall. Every man and more than a few women turn at her passing. You turn to follow her. It’s not something you ever do, but she’s fucking incredible. You’ve never in your life seen a pair of legs like that. And that ass! You dream of sinking into that gorgeous, full round ass, of having her sit on your face, of ploughing deep inside her.

One evening, Katrina calls to you from your bedroom, asking you to come up. You walk into your room and stop dead in your tracks. “Don’t worry baby. This is how I really am. It’s so tiring holding myself back. Don’t you want to know the real me?”

You hesitate. “Come now, little fuck toy,” she says harshly. “I’m horny as fuck and very hungry. Ohh, don’t bother trying to back out. Just get over here and give yourself to me. Come here baby, and kiss me.”

Powerless to resist her, you approach the bed. When you get into range, her tail whips around your waist, picks you right off the floor and slams you onto the bed. And then…she goes to work on you. She starts with her mouth. She can wrap that tongue around your sex three or four times. Her pussy and her ass are fodder for her plunder of your helpless body. You can’t stop cumming, over and over and over, every orgasm more cataclysmic than the last. After your ten or twelth blast into another one of her orifices, you can’t believe you still have anything left. But you do. Except, that it isn’t sperm that you spew into her. You enter a fugue state of consciousness. There is only Katrina, her body, her mouth, her tongue, her pussy, her ass. You can see or think of nothing else.

And then she feeds. And feeds. And feeds. And feeds. Every orgasm she pulls out of you yields more of your life force. Yet every orgasm is more powerful, with vastly greater ecstasy than the last. You grow weak, unable to resist her. Soon you just lay there, accepting your fate as this sexual demon takes you to the brink.

When she has extracted enough of your lifeforce to keep you in a perpetual daze of horny delirium, she goes shopping again. Every moment she is gone you ache grievously for her. She comes back, shouting for joy that she found the ‘most wonderful sexy clothes’. All you can do is stare as she models her new outfit for you.

You are so weak, you can’t move out of the bed. She disappears for a moment, then returns. She opens her purse, deliberately showing you she has your debit and credit cards. She tells you she’s going out for a while. You are too weak to rise. She kisses you on the cheek and tells you “I’m going out for walk in the Park. I’ll be a while honey. You get your sleep. You look like you really need it. Oh, and don’t wait up for me. You never know who I might run into!”

She prowls the Park, just like she did when you found yourself following her gorgeous tight ass. This time her outfit is even sexier, don’t you think? 

A couple of hours later, you’re getting restless. She’d been fucking you for three days straight and now, utterly addicting you to her, and now she’s disappeared. You want her back in your bed. You NEED her back. Desperately you pine for her. All you can think of is her body straddling yours, extracting more and more of your essence as you orgasm uncontrollably into her steaming, clutching pussy, weakening grievously with every renewed orgasm.

At last she calls. You can barely answer the phone. You cry for her; you ask, you plead: where is she? You’re sooo weak, so needy.

But she’s as bright and bubbly as ever. “Hi baby, you won’t believe it, but I was just now walking by myself in the Park and I met someone. He’s really nice!…No, we’ve never met before but he’s so nice, you’d really like him… Yeah, I caught him following me, staring at my ass. When turned to confronted him like he was some kind of stalker, he told me I have a really cute bottom and that my legs are the most incredible objects of sex he’s ever seen! Oh, baby my heart just melted at that…I know but you’ve never mentioned my legs, baby. All I ever hear you talk about is my gorgeous round bum and my huge full tits…Sure, I get it, but do you like my legs too?…That’s nice dear, thank you so much…Oh I forgot, did I say he’s very, very charming? Hold on…What’s your name? Tim?…Baby I’m going to ask Tim if he wants to come home with me. It’d be fun having someone else here, don’t you think?…I’d love to show him my new place, if that’s okay?…Oh, don’t worry, I know exactly what you’re thinking honey…I AM thinking about your welfare…Of course I am, I’m going to take care of you baby…No, no, no, you need your beauty sleep, and I need…Oh please don’t be like that…We’ll be super quiet, I promise. And there’s plenty of rooms in our house, honey…I know your sleep is very important to you. I promise we won’t make too much noise. Well, tee, hee, not too much! But you know how get so excited. Once I’m onto something, I go all in, or haven’t you noticed?…No, no, no, don’t you worry, baby. I’ll still take care of you. Even if I don’t get ANY sleep tonight I’ll be sure to drag myself out of bed in the morning and make you a nice breakfast. Aren’t I a good girl? Oh, and my new friend here, hang on, he’s talking in my ear, Oh that’s really nice! He’s saying he’s a really, really good cook and he’ll make breakfast!…Hang on, Tim, that’s really nice of you — I’m just useless in the kitchen. But I’m pretty good in — other rooms, tee-hee-hee…What?…Oh don’t be such a stick in the mud. Of course he can come over. It’s my place too! Oh I forgot, I may have to disturb you just a teeny bit baby. I’m going to need my nylons…what Tim?…Garter stockings, holdups, and hey why not, might as well get the crotchless pantyhose too, you never know!!! I’ll need my strap-on…Oh don’t worry Timmy, you’ll love it, but since you’re asking, I’ll get the ten inch. Oh, don’t be such a baby…That reminds me, I’ll need plenty of ass lube and some handcuffs. Oh, and maybe some of my leather, and, uh What? Hold on, oh, right yes, of course sure, my silk lingerie. I think my supply of ED pills is there too. Oh yeah, you’re going to need a LOT of those Timmy…So baby, I will have to come into your room and disturb you, just a bit. Everything’s in my dresser in our closet and in the night table by the bed. I’ll be super quiet, don’t worry!!! Now you have the best sleep ever, baby! I’ll see you in the morning, but don’t be surprised if we only come out for a few minutes. I’m feeling VERY energetic all of a sudden. Isn’t it lucky the weekend starts tomorrow?…What?…Oh sure, uh Timmy, would you mind sitting over there for a moment? I need a little privacy here. That’s a good boy…Okay, baby, we’re alone…Yes, of course Timmy’s going to see my other side. Well…maybe not tonight. In a day or two when he’s — tired. The reveal is part of the fun! Who knows, maybe I’ll keep him uh — tied up for a while. Once I get him used to the big 10-inch, I’ll give him a nice poke with my tail…What?…Don’t worry, I’m going to get a nice length of rope and a ball gag. You won’t hear him scream…Unless you want to? Say, that’s a great idea. Why don’tyou come down in a couple of days? The bed in the basement’s a four-poster isn’t it? Wouldn’t it be nice to have a pet in the house? So I have, like, an outlet?…Well duh! Obviously I’ll need a few. You won’t be able to fuck me for a few more days, right? I can’t wait to drain you again, baby. Won’t that be fun? That’s why I hired a contractor to build more soundproof rooms in the basement. Okay, gotta go. Bye baby. Sweet dreams!