My First Time in the Locked Box: Catwoman’s Forbidden Thrill
The studio lights faded behind the heavy door. Locked in that tiny box with him—DD, the M&M’s guy. Latex clung to my skin like a second heartbeat. My Catwoman suit squeezed every curve, tail teasing through the hole at my ass. Heart hammered. This was it. No turning back. The gong still echoed. Fifteen minutes….