breath escapes her, writhing, twisting without release

the fire in her eyes, the depth in yours

paws grab and knead

her body bucks and pushes, muscles stretch and groan

she fights, desperately trying to escape

the exploration of ever seeking hands

tickling

she hates it

you touch her feet

she hates that more

the desire to crawl away from the paws that ravage her

smaller paws hold her down

teeth want to clamp down

damn minion, she’ll keep she thinks

all panting, laughing, catching our breath

interlude…

she wakes, rolls over, groans

moves a hand to explore

a tender region, she gasps

lifts her shirt and sees the artwork upon her skin

a struggle,bruises, paw marks

the news travels…

he smirks, she muses

sadist …

as her fingers trace

and poke, she smirks

masochist…