Kitten borrowed for the night

Master decided that friends of his would spend some time tonight doing a little kitten training. When I think of that, the first thing that comes to mind is the tv show My Cat From Hell. I can only imagine what would happen if the host stopped by for some obedience training. I didn’t let Master know that I giggled over this. His humor is more black and white, well, with me, at least.

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Kitten training – 2

“Show me!”

I shook my head side to side. My lips refused to say the word I knew he hated. That word, he warned me when I met him that I would have three chances to use it, so do it wisely. What he neglected to tell me was what would happen when I reached the third level. Would I be banished from his home? Or worse, would he find it within himself to finally destroy my flawless body?

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Kitty training

“Open your mouth, dammit,” he said.

I shook my head from side to side. It wasn’t until he pinched my nose did I open wide. One, then two, and then another. What the hell was he trying to do? He pulled his fingers back, spitting on them before forcing them back in my mouth. What he did was what he called training for the perfect little Kitten. The tall, handsome man had eyes that penetrated the soul each time he looked my way, which he did often. He knew he was making me his puppet, and I let him teach me how to pleasure a cock using his finger as the instrument of oral pleasure.

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