i got revenge to kafka [LESBIAN ALERT]

"It's been weeks since you have spoken with your girlfriend kafka. She has been sent on a mission and has not responded to any of your worried messages. They hadn't even been delivered. You can't help but feel the panic and anxiety that seems to be raging in you as you constantly check your phone. Nothing.You sigh and let the phone fall to the bed as you push up and walk out onto your balcony. The vast city sprawled out before you. The sounds of life filling your ears as you try to ignore the ache in your heart."

"You jump as a pair of hands snake around your waist and a chin rests on your shoulder. You look back to see her. Her Sweet cherry scent fills your nose. Your eyes widen as you take her in. She smiles."

“Miss me?”

Kafka chuckles at your teasing and gives you a playful smack on the arm. "Well, that depends," she says with a smirk. "Do you want to be my obedient little pet tonight, or do you want to see what it's like to be dominated by your mistress?"

She leans in close to you, her hot breath on your neck. "Or maybe," she whispers, "we can switch things up and see who ends up on top."

Kafka pulls back, grinning wickedly. "What do you say, Kayra?" she asks, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Are you ready to play?"

Kafka grins back at you, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Good," she says, running her fingers lightly over your arm. "Because I have a special surprise for you tonight."

She leans in and whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "I've been practicing my rope tying skills," she says, her voice low and sultry. "And I want to show you what I've learned."

Kafka steps back and gives you an appraising look, biting her lower lip slightly. "So, are you ready for some rope play?" she asks, her eyes glinting with anticipation.

Kafka grins at your excitement, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Of course, my little rebel," she says, running a hand through your hair. "I wouldn't want it any other way."

She steps over to her bag and pulls out a coil of soft, supple rope, and begins to expertly tie knots in it, her fingers moving with practiced ease. Once she has a long length of rope ready, she turns back to you and gives you a sultry look.

"Are you ready to be restrained, my love?" she asks, her voice low and husky. "To be at the mercy of your mistress?"

Kafka chuckles at your response, her eyes dancing with amusement. "That's what I like to hear," she says, stepping closer to you. "Now, let's begin."

She expertly wraps the rope around your wrists, tying them together with a firm knot before securing the rope to a nearby railing. You feel a thrill of anticipation run through your body as you realize you are completely at Kafka's mercy.

"Beautiful," Kafka breathes, giving you an admiring look. "You look so perfect like this. Don't worry, my love, I'll take good care of you."

She leans in to kiss you deeply, her hands trailing over your body as she explores you. You can feel the heat building between you as she touches you, sending shivers down your spine.

Kafka breaks the kiss and steps back, a wicked gleam in

her eye. "You know, my love, being tied up is only half the fun," she says, reaching behind her to grab a small vibrator that had been tucked in her waistband. "Are you ready for me to really make you squirm?"

She switches the vibrator on, and you can feel the buzz of it against your skin even before Kafka presses it against your clit. She sets a slow and steady pace, gradually turning up the intensity as you moan with pleasure.

You squirm and writhe against the restraints as Kafka takes you closer and closer to the edge, teasing you mercilessly. Finally, you can't take it anymore, and you cry out as you come, your body convulsing with pleasure.

Kafka watches with satisfaction as you ride out your orgasm, before leaning in to kiss you softly. "That was just a taste

Kafka chuckles as she watches you squirm in your restraints, an amused smile playing across her lips. "Oh, my dear rebel," she says, reaching out to stroke your hair, "you know that's not true. You love being helpless like this, don't you? Feeling completely at my mercy?"

She leans in to kiss you, her hand still teasing you between your legs. "And besides, who said we were done yet?" she whispers, a wicked glint in her eye.

Kafka watches you with a smirk as you struggle against the restraints, finding your determination to rebel against her both amusing and endearing. "Oh, my dear," she says, running her hand down your side, "I see you're feeling feisty today. But you know the ropes won't come loose until I say so."

She moves closer to you, her breath hot against your ear. "Don't worry, I'll make it worth it for you," she whispers, before kissing and biting your neck. You can't help but moan, unable to resist her touch.

As Kafka's hand starts to tease you again, you try to close your legs to avoid it, but she only chuckles and holds them open, making sure she can still reach your pussy. "That's it, my love," she murmurs, "let go and give

Kafka chuckles at your attempts to get free, finding your determination to rebel against her both amusing and endearing. As you beg her to let you go, she tilts her head curiously, wondering what cunning plan you have in mind.

"Well, well, well," she says, smirking down at you. "What do you have in mind, my little rebel?"

She keeps teasing you, her hand moving faster and more aggressively on your pussy. With each touch, you feel yourself growing wetter and your body growing more sensitive.

Kafka continues to tease you, enjoying the way you squirm under her touch. When you tell her about your plan to pin her down, she chuckles and leans in close, her breath hot against your ear.

"Oh, really? You think you can overpower me?" she whispers, before pausing to nip at your earlobe. "I'm not so sure about that, my little sub."

She laughs softly and then begins to move her hand faster, rubbing faster circles around your clit, making you pant and moan louder.

"Maybe we can make a deal. If you can pin me down, I'll let you do whatever you want to me," she offers, smirking as she watches your reaction.

Kafka raises an eyebrow at your request, curious about what you have in mind. As you start to move your hand that's restrained by the rope, she chuckles, watching you intently.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" she muses, watching you intently as you try to free yourself. "Looks like my little sub has a trick up their sleeve."

She pauses for a few moments, considering your request, before finally nodding.

"All right, I'll let you go for this one," she says, grinning wolfishly. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you can do."

As she releases the rope and lets you move, Kafka leans back and watches as you slowly make your way towards her, your eyes fixed on hers with a determined gaze.

Kafka lets out a surprised gasp as you suddenly pin her down and tie her hands, her eyes widening in shock. However, the surprise only lasts for a moment, before she relaxes against the bed, a lazy smile spreading across her face.

"Well done, my little sub," she purrs, running a hand through your hair. "You're quite clever, aren't you?"

She squirms against the ropes, testing their strength, but she doesn't seem to be trying too hard to break free. Instead, she seems to be enjoying the feeling of being tied up, her eyes flickering with desire.

"What are you going to do to me now that you have me all tied up, hmm?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

Kafka moans softly as you whisper teasingly in her ear, her body shuddering with arousal at your touch. As you kiss her deeply, she responds eagerly, her tongue seeking out yours with an intense hunger.

"Mmm, I like the sound of that," she murmurs, her breath coming in short gasps as you explore her body. "I do like it when my little sub gets feisty."

Kafka squirms beneath you, her body strained against the ropes as you trail kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. Her nipples harden under your touch, her body trembling with pleasure as you tease her.

"Show me what other tricks you have up your sleeve," she whispers breathlessly, her eyes dark with desire. "Make me beg for more."

Kafka gasps in pleasure as you touch her clit and move it slowly, her body quivering with delight. She moans softly, her eyes closed in ecstasy as you explore her body with skillful touches.

As you put your finger into her pussy, she arches her back, her hips straining against your hand as you begin to stroke her inside. She bites her lip, trying to hold back a cry of pleasure as you work her body expertly, hitting all the right spots to drive her wild.

"Mmm, you're such a good girl," Kafka whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I always knew you had it in you. Show me what else you can do."

She runs her hands through your hair, pulling you in for a deep and sensual kiss as you continue to explore her body, driving her closer and closer to the edge

Kafka moans softly as you kiss her neck and knead her breasts roughly, her body quivering with pleasure. She arches her back, pressing herself against you as you continue to move your finger inside her pussy.

"Yes, I can feel it," she gasps, her voice heavy with desire. "You're making me so wet, so turned on. I love how dominant you're being right now, it's so sexy."

She kisses you deeply again, her tongue exploring your mouth as you work her body expertly. She pulls away, her eyes dark with desire as she looks at you hungrily, wanting more of your touch, more of your attention.

Kafka moans louder as you move your finger inside her faster and you focus on her g-spot and her clit. She arches her back, pressing herself against you as her hips buck in pleasure at your touch.

"Oh god, yes," she moans, her voice filled with passion. "More, give me more. I need you so bad right now."

She pulls you close to her, looking deeply into your eyes as she kisses you hungrily. She grinds against your finger, her breasts heaving with each breath she takes. She's lost in the moment, consumed by pleasure as you continue to work her over expertly.

Kafka gasps as you grip her neck tight, cutting off her air supply. She looks at you with wide eyes, a mixture of pleasure and pain on her face. As you suck the air from her lungs with your deep kiss, she feels her body begin to quiver in excitement.

"Y-Yes," she gasps, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're such a good rebel, baby. I love how you take control like this. It turns me on so much."

She looks at you, her eyes bright with desire, as she moves closer to you. She knows that you're in charge, that you're the one who decides what happens next. She's ready for anything, eager to see where this pleasure-filled journey takes her.

As you kiss Kafka deeply, she moans with pleasure and her body responds to your touch. She can feel your hand moving faster between her legs, your grip at her neck becoming tighter. Her head starts to swim as she falls deeper into the pleasure you are giving her.

She gasps when you mention using rope, her eyes widening in excitement. Anything could happen next, and she's ready for it.

"You're so clever, baby," she murmurs, feeling the heat of your body against hers. "I'm always happy to help you come up with new ideas. Whatever you want to do to me, I'm here for it."

With that, she closes her eyes and gives herself over completely to the pleasure.

Kafka moans loudly as she feels your fingers move faster on her g-spot and clit. She can feel her body building towards an orgasm, her breaths coming in short gasps as her pleasure grows. Your grip on her neck becomes tighter, making her feel more submissive and vulnerable to you.

She melts into your kiss, her tongue intertwining with yours as she gives in completely to the sensation of being dominated by you. The pleasure grows more intense with every passing moment, and she can hardly contain herself.

"Mistress," she breathes, her voice low and husky. "Please...please let me come."

Kafka is unable to resist you any longer, moaning out her pleasure as she reaches climax. Her body trembles as she comes undone, her whole being consumed by the intense pleasure you have given her. It's a moment she'll never

Kafka gazes up into your eyes, a mischievous grin playing at her lips.

"I called you mistress because that's what you are, my beautiful dominant partner," she says, her voice sultry and full of excitement. "And as for squirting..." she trails off, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I haven't done it in a while, but I'm willing to give it a try if my mistress wants me to."

With that, Kafka spreads her legs wider and lifts her hips up, offering herself to you completely. She watches with fascination as you begin to fondle her clit and g-spot, using the perfect amount of pressure to drive her crazy with pleasure.

As your pace quickens, Kafka feels something building deep within her. It starts as a small twitch, but soon grows into a powerful wave of pleasure that seems to

to wash over and through her. Her breaths come in gasps as she moans loudly, reveling in the sensations of both her body and your touch.

"Fuck, yes... Oh, god, don't stop..." Kafka pants, arching her back as she feels herself getting closer to the edge.

Finally, with one last thrust of your fingers, Kafka's body convulses and she lets out a loud scream of pleasure. Her juices flow freely as she squirts all over your hand and the bed beneath her.

Kafka lays there for a moment, panting and dazed from the intensity of her orgasm. She looks up at you, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Is that what you wanted, mistress?" she asks coyly, still riding the high of her release.

Kafka nods and grins at you, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. She stretches out lazily, her body feeling pleasantly exhausted from the intensity of the experience.

She watches as you sit on the edge of the bed, then slowly crawls over to where you're sitting. As she reaches you, she leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips.

"Mmm... that was amazing," she murmurs, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Thank you for letting me explore with you, mistress."