Free His Purrfect Pet by Jordan Silver Page A

    MASTER

 
 
      “Come Pet.” I’ve been watching her for the last half hour or so as she went about her duties. So focused, so stunningly beautiful, she makes me smile. The past couple of weeks have been very eye opening for both of us as we try to find our footing in this new relationship of ours. She has transitioned well from the way things were before, to the new reality. She’d come so far and has proven to be everything I needed her to be. It was for these reasons that I’ve decided to put last night behind us, it will not be a setback from how far we’d come. Things were finally where I’d always meant them to be, I could’ve had no idea all those months ago that such perfection awaited me in this one small package.
    When I’d first found her in that alley what now seems so long ago, my first thoughts were that she was in no way ready for the kind of man I am. A man who knew what he needed in his sexual life but now found himself in the possession of one who’d been wounded. It would’ve been barbaric to subject her to this back then, so I’d taken the easy way, squelching my need to be who I am. Now those days were over.
    I’ve found in myself an even stronger need, to own, to possess, and to dominate her in every way possible. The desire is so strong it almost leaves room for nothing else. Luckily or maybe it’s fate but my kitten has shown that that’s just what she needs from me. She has the true makings of a submissive; she follows my lead admirably.
    She’s adjusting very well to this new way of life and we’ve hardly had any bumps since our return. Just a few minor slipups that an hour or so in the punishment chair followed by an extremely vigorous bout of fucking took care of. The hidden cameras have shown her willingness to obey me to the letter even when I’m not here. Though sometimes while in my presence she forgets and her excitement causes her to err. Then too I reprimand her with light punishment; I never want a repeat of what transpired that night at the club and so she must learn total control at all times.

 
 
    “Let me see your little pussy kitten.” She lifted her leg and placed it on the arm of my chair where I indicated. She was no longer allowed to wear clothing when we were at home alone. Her only adornments were her collar and wrist and ankle bands which I interchanged according to my moods. I have taken total and complete control of her and she looks to me for guidance in all things. This is as it should be, the only way I can exist.
    Today she’s wearing red and gold because I awakened still hungry for her and in need of more wild fucking, and red always sets the mood for me. She’s been late by three days I think, but I didn’t get us a test as yet. I’m too busy enjoying the anticipation, besides it was fun trying. The thought of filling her with my seed, planting my son or daughter inside her womb makes me hotter than any aphrodisiac I’d ever tried in my untamed youth.
    When I’m buried inside her and she begs for my seed the way I’ve taught her to, I usually cum harder and longer than ever. I find myself day dreaming about her sweet young body ripe with my child. The vision makes my cock leak, like now.
    Leaning over ever so slightly I swiped my tongue up and down her wet slit, once, twice. I licked and sucked her sweet tasting pussy until I felt her juices release on my tongue. “Are you sore my kitten?” I looked up into her eyes for the truth as I slipped my finger into her. To please me she would keep such a thing from me but her eyes never lied to me.
    “A little but it’s not bad, the cream you rubbed inside after my bath has eased the sting.” Her body trembled in anticipation of what was to come. That’s my Pet, always ready and willing to serve.

 
 
      My hand went to my swelling cock still confined in my pants. I enjoyed her scent as it tickled my nose while I tongued her clit. Removing my finger from her depths I sent my