Authors: Jordan Silver
Kitten
I love my new white fur I love all my furs in fact,
who
would've thought that I'd one day own such things, from homeless to fur s in less than a year. My master is so good to me always everything I could ever want he brings to me as well as some things I wouldn't ever have thought of too. Only a short year ago he had found me in that alley burning up with fever, the rats swarming just waiting for my eyes to close so they could start nibbling away. I had given up caring at that point, I'd done the best I could in the months I'd had to live on the streets after running away from my mom's latest live in. I'd been dodging his fast hands for months scared to say anything to my mom for fear that she'd blame me. She'd changed so much since dad had passed, the woman who had baked me cookies and braided my hair was long gone by the time she hooked up with Giorgio, it was only when I overheard them planning to sell me for their next high that I knew she was aware of what had been going on and not only did she not care, she was willing to prostitute me to his cruddy friends so she could lose herself in a chemical induced haze.
I'd packed my few meager belongings in a backpack and climbed out the window of our little house and never looked back. Hitching had gotten me as far as a few states over with an elderly couple
who
had begged me to go home because I hadn't told them why I was running.
I'd been on the streets, surviving by my wits and cunning, I'd tried to find work but without experience and no physical address it wasn't easy. Some of the other kids on the streets had given me some pointers like which places threw out food at night, where were the best places to squat and things like that. I'd been doing pretty good until I got caught in the Seattle rain, it was always raining in Seattle but my usual spot had been taken over by this mean guy who I had no intentions of tussling with and so I'd ended up in the alley, it was a week later that Alexi Cullen found me and brought me home, sometimes I still pinched myself to make sure it was all real and not a dream from which I'll awaken, back there in that nightmare.
Master
She's bustling around the kitchen this morning; outside of sex I think cooking is her favorite thing though I have to caution her on her culinary delights, if left up to my kitten I would be eating rich foods for every meal. Breakfast was never on my agenda but since it will be hours before I see her again I usually gave in and sat with her over a bowl of fruit and wheat germ, I'd gotten her into the habit of eating healthier as well, only on weekends I allowed her to make her special waffles or pancakes as a treat.
“Did you sleep well kitten?" She stopped with the spoon halfway to her mouth and a look of worry across her face.
“Tell me."
She put her spoon down and hung her head; I knew what was coming next but waited for her to tell me.
“I stayed awake most of the night I was worried again, I'm sorry."
“Head up little kitty." She lifted her head and looked at me.
“I told you not to worry because I don't want you to but that doesn't mean I'm going to get mad at you if you do, you know I'll never punish you for something as silly as that, now tell me, what has you worried now?"
“What if it's just a dream?"
“What us; come here kitty."
I pulled her down into my lap and hugged her close; I know the only way to settle her mind when it comes to this. Opening my robe I lifted her slightly before settling her back down on my rod.
“Does that feel real?" I watched as her eyes crossed and she bit into her lip, already gone with pleasure. It always amazes me how little effort it takes to get her going and it was a heady thought to know that it was only I who could do that to her.
I kept her close as I pulled her hips back and forth, grinding into her for now.
“Answer me."
“Yes, real...." Her head hung back on her neck as she fucked herself on my cock enjoying the fullness that invaded her.
I opened her robe and bit into her nipple hard making her scream and spasm around my flesh.
I pulled her up and off bending her over the table before driving back into her from behind. Now the pounding begun, as I showed no mercy for her tight little pussy that I knew could barely handle my thrusts.
I held her hips in a tight grip as I pummeled her pussy with long deep strokes, she pushed back against me, as she held tight to the table's edge, keening and moaning with each thrust.
“I think it's time I bred you little kitten would you like that?" I growled the words in her ear.
She came hard and long at my words, as I knew she would.
Kitten
I've had a silly grin on my face all day, I'm so happy, master loves me,
I
know he does.
"Uhhh...." I could just cry at my good fortune; that first night he'd found me sick and half dead he'd knelt beside me in that alley in his obviously expensive suit. He'd pulled his phone from his silk shirt pocket and called someone to come pick us up. I'd since learned it was his personal driver and bodyguard Garrett, someone who had since become a friend, in fact he was the only other person master let near me ever.
That first night he'd brought me home and called his father to come take care of me, I'd been a little scared at first after all he was a stranger, but he'd been so gentle and kind as we waited for his father the doctor to arrive. He hadn't asked any questions just my name and that's it, but he'd sat next to the bed and held my hand until I'd drifted off from sheer exhaustion.
I'd almost slept through his father's examination and diagnosis so tired was I but the hushed tone of their voices had jerked me awake. I'd awakened to see his father frowning down at me with a look of concern, no wonder, he probably thought I would kill his son in his sleep after robbing him blind, but whatever had passed between them the doctor had left and Alexi, that was his name he'd told me, had brought me hot soup which I'm ashamed to say I'd inhaled in two minutes flat. He'd brought me more and fed it to me himself, so I wouldn't make myself sick by eating too fast he'd said.
It wasn't much longer after that night that I'd become his pet and he'd become my loving master.
I'm so excited, I've seen the pretty clothes on the bed,
they’re
for me it must mean we're going out somewhere. Master doesn't like to be around others too often he says he likes being alone with his kitten best of all, besides we can't do the things we both enjoy when we're around others, well we could if we wanted, master had told me about some who enjoyed that sort of thing but he wasn't one of them. "I never learned to share well with others Katerina." I remember him saying that to me in his sweet voice.
"Come here kitten."
I walk towards him now on excited legs, I know he can see the excitement in me I can barely keep the grin from my face.
He strips the robe from me but slowly, his hands touching all the right places making me twitch. He spent a lot of time on my nipples fondling them, his eyes glued to the way they changed color under his ministrations. I rubbed my legs together in heat; always around him I'm like this.
"What's the matter pet, don't you want to go out, you want me to stay home and fuck you?"
I nodded my head vigorously, I would die if he didn't,
my
heart was racing in my chest as I fought for my next breath.
"I don't think so kitten, let the anticipation build." He swiped one finger through my juices and sucked it into his mouth, his eyes closing in ecstasy.
I wanted to beg but knew that would only make it worse so I bit my lip.
"Stop that, you'll hurt yourself, let me see."
He drew my head down to his, his lips covering mine even as one of his hands crept between my legs and he covered my heat. Three fingers plunged inside and I'm in rapture.
As soon as it was getting good he pulled away and I mewled, then I saw it ahh, now I understood the teasing.
"Open."
I opened my legs the right width so he could insert the little toy, we've used this once before so I knew what I was in for. I felt full, it wasn't my master's cock but it will do for now. I tried humping his hand and he tickled me for a moment before stopping.
"We're going to the club, get your leash."
The club is pumping, there's a lot of people here tonight; other pets with their masters and mistresses. Master likes to sit at a table apart from the others but still most come to him. They like to bask in his presence same as I.
He keeps his thumb in my back rubbing circles on my spine sending tingles through me. I'm in heat already from the little toy he'd stuffed inside me, every once in a while he presses the button in his pocket and a throbbing pulse begins inside my little pussy. I arch my back as I feel the throbbing start up again. On the stage a master is showing the correct way to train your pet. His pet is wearing a cat suit with a tail, her face covered with a mask and whiskers. She follows his every command like a good kitty and when she doesn't he gives her a few stripes with the lasher in his hand. He's talking to her about obedience and the need to follow his every instruction because it was for her safety. Master had already taken me through my paces so I knew all of this already.
"Fuck!"
I looked out the side of my eye at master's outburst, I'd been so engrossed in what was going on on stage that I'd missed master's friend Vladimir approaching the table.
"Krushov."
"Stolov."
"You given any thought to that matter we discussed?"
"I've already told you the answer's no, she's not for sale."
"Master..." Uh oh, I spoke out of turn but how could I not, the very thought was appalling. I knew I'd really messed up when I saw the look on his face. I hung my head in shame, biting into my lip and close to tears. I'd failed master, embarrassed him in front of others; everyone knew a pet didn't speak unless ordered to.
He didn't say anything else to the other man as he stood to leave.
"If you'll excuse us Hunter we'll be leaving now."
"I could probably take care of that little problem for you Krushov, seems you don't know how to control your pet." He laughed at master compounding my shame even farther. Master held my leash loosely in his hand as he leaned over and whispered something in Vladimir's ear. Whatever he said had the other man taking a wary step back; now it was master who was laughing.
He put me in the car without a word. He didn't even look at me all the way home. If he had he would've seen the tears of disappointment running down my face.
In the house he flung my leash away from him before looking at me for the first time.
"Upstairs kitten, I'll be up to deal with you in a bit."
I think I'm going to be sick but I'm too scared for even that; cold, that's the only word to describe the look in his eyes just then. It gives me the shivers just thinking about it. I wasn't sure what to do with myself, should I get undressed, should I...I hear him on the stairs; my breathing became erratic as my pulse raced. Please, please, please don't let him send me away.
"I'm so sorry master please don't send me away." I fall to my knees and wrap my arms around his legs. For the longest time there was no movement above me, then I felt his hand in my hair and my heart actually jumped. I know that touch, so familiar, his fingertips rubbing gently against my scalp.
"Come." I followed him across the room to the side of the bed where he sat pulling me between his spread thighs.
Again he said nothing just looked into my eyes as if searching for something. He'd loosened his tie and the coldness had gone from his eyes; still he did and said nothing as he stared into me.
"Kneel."
I obeyed without question.
"Why did you speak?"
My heart picked up speed again, seems the danger wasn't quite over yet.
"I..." I couldn't form words, all thought fled.
"You don't trust me?"
I started crying, I don't know why that question asked in just that way touched me so; yet it cut me to the quick.
I laid my head in his lap and bawled like a newborn; to think that I had made him doubt this for even one second was heart breaking. I've never trusted anyone more.
He didn't say anything just let me cry out my despair.
"Hush kitten it's going to be alright, but you do understand why I have to punish you yes; you shamed me it cannot go unpunished. You must learn to never do such a thing again, ever..."
He didn't say anything else and my fear grew once more, please, please, please...
"I've decided on your punishment. Tonight you'll sleep on your bed, now go."
Pain, I felt the pain in my heart and in my very soul. The punishment was harsh; I would've preferred the whip; to be sent from his bed, and from his presence...it will be the longest night of my life.
When I was younger my parents always said 'punishing you hurts me more than it hurts you.' I always thought that was the most ridiculous thing I'd ever heard until now.
I can hear her crying as she sleeps on her bedding in the corner of the room; my heart hurts, I can't bear it, but neither can I be too lenient in this.