Kitten Rules: Part 1
- 9 months ago
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I always looked forward to weekends at his place. He had a huge, fluffy kitten bed in the living room, just for me. All I had to do was go in it, stretch and curl around myself, and he knew what I was thinking. Other times he ordered me to it…like today.
“Go to your bed, baby kitten,” he said. “When I come back I’ll have a treat for you.” Immediately I hopped over and lay down, patient but excited.
I heard him rustling in the bedroom, then he came back out and sat down on the soft edge. I crawled over and rested against his knee, giving him a questioning look as I lightly rubbed over his jean zipper. He was half hard already. I could feel it.
“Yeah? You like that?” I nodded as he stroked my hair. “Such a light kitten touch. Makes me so hard.” I smiled and pressed a little deeper, trying to find his shape under there.
“Good kitten. Remember, you can’t say anything unless I say the words ‘tell me”, understand?” Again I nodded. It was relaxing not to talk sometimes. Just feel him. Let him move me.
He grabbed my hair a little harder now. I moaned and closed my eyes as he bent down to kiss me. “Rub harder. Make me want to take it out.” He pressed my face onto his jeans and I tried to mouth him through the tough fabric, breathing and moaning onto the hardness just out of my reach.
“Just look, don’t touch now.” I obeyed as he slowly undid the zipper and reached into his briefs, rubbing it there just out of my sight. Without thinking I made a hungry sound. He always had such iron control. I squirmed my legs together as I looked at his hand. Still hiding his cock, still teasing.
“Someone’s hungry,” he observed, slowly dragging out his cock in front of me. I had last seen it just two days ago but somehow it always was bigger, more exciting when we played like this. He stroked it inches from mouth and I stared alternately at it and his face, trying to say please with my eyes. Then he stood up over me, cock hard and straight out from his fly, and took a step backwards. I crawled forward. Another step backwards.
“Good kitten, so good,” he whispered. “I have lots of plans for you today. Just keep crawling.”
I kept my eyes fixed on him and that cock as it lured me across the floor to the bedroom.