She was always happy to play daddy's kitten at home. Slowly she'd come out of her shell and started playing the part more and more.
At first, she would wear a collar during sex or cuddle up on daddy's lap and snuggle in like a little pet. Then she started to purr when I would run my hands through her long blonde hair. Every session let her play and explore more in her role as my pet. It was like watching a new born kitten explore and discover the world. She would try something like crawling around on her hands and knees or rubbing against my legs and arching her back. I could see her reacting happily and the glowing smile on her face as she let herself become my pet.
Every sexual session got hotter and more intense and her kitten persona grew. a simple collar became a thick white collar with KITTEN in all block letters across the front. She got a butt plug tail and matching ears. She got an all white outfit to match. She never wore it long though. As soon as she had her tail in she would look in the mirror and sway her ass, making her long white tail sway between her legs. She would cup her breasts and touch her stomach as she moved her hips. The feeling of the smooth metal stretching her tight ass and the cute and warm tail running into her legs always made her smile...and it made me unbelievably lustful.
Watching her transform from a stranger to a lover, to a girlfriend and now to something so much more made my heart pound and my cock throb. The intimacy for her to give in to being my pet, submissively doing as I say while simultaneously trusting me to care for her every need was unbearably my reason for living. Never having known that passion before, I felt as though I had just taken my first real breath of love and connection. She smiled and her eyes glowed as we looked at each other in the reflection of the mirror.
My heart ached and I felt my passion explode inside me as my joyful eyes turned deviant. I strode across the room and grabbed her hair in my fist. I pulled her to me and pulled her head back. Her body leaned against me for support as I buried my tongue into her mouth. Lazily her tongue danced with mine as I confidently kissed her. She was love drunk in the moment and barely able to think beyond the growing wetness between her legs.
I pushed her back to standing and watched as the distant look in her eyes faded. I had just had her and I wanted her again. I grabbed the thick heavy ring of the collar and pulled her to me for another quick kiss. As I broke the kiss I kept my finger looped through the link and looked down at it momentarily. "You're wearing this tonight," I told her. "To the bar, daddy?" she asked, confused.
We'd never taken our pet play out of the bedroom. I'd never been open with anyone about my penchant for domination and she'd never been a submissive before. Every day though, I grew so much more confident in myself and happy to put my real self on display. I was this beautiful girls owner and care taker and I wanted the whole world to know. This was, to me, the BDSM equivalent of screaming your love from the rooftops.
"Yes, to the bar" I clarified. She grinned, "yes, daddy." I had just pushed her boundaries further and she let herself be pushed. She continued to give up more of herself to me. The more she did, the happier and freer she felt. 'Daddy makes the decision, daddy is smart and will care for me' was the thinking. It wasn't giving anything up. It was using free will to create an intimate connection unlike any other and it was more intimate than either of us could have hoped to be with another person.
I pulled her close and kissed her deep again, my hands roamed her body to her thick ass and I slid my palm down the center of her ass, letting my middle finger press between her ass cheeks until the tip of my finger touched her tail. I moaned into her mouth and used my finger tip to press the plug in deeper. Her tight hole responded by pushing back making it easy to fuck her ass with the toy with just a finger. She pressed her ass back to take the small gentle anal fuck that she knew I loved giving her.
The collar was one thing but the plug was another. It was our first time being open about our sub/dom relationship. I already had concerns about gawking drunk guys making comments. I was too protective to let something like that slide. A collar was simple but the tail would give away the plug on the end. I wasn't ready to share that level of my kitten with the world.
I slowly pulled the plug from her ass. "You won't be wearing this." I put the plug to her mouth. "Clean it." Obediently she took the plug in her mouth and licked and sucked it clean. I made her practice good hygiene before all of our play. There was nothing to clean and no different than the rimjob I'd be giving her later. Her submission was the goal, her happily obeying orders that would have disgusted her just months before. I kissed her thick beautiful lips and smacked her ass. "Get dressed. Go on, pretty kitty." She giggled and off she ran to put on clothes.
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She never had to dress up. She was pure sex in everything. She could put anything on and start a new fashion trend. Her body was a dream brought to life. Her clothes were just a paint job on perfection. Everyone would love a lamborghini or ferrari regardless of the color paint. That was her in clothes.
The most exciting part about her outfit was obviously the collar. I wanted her before we even left so I didn't think our foray at the bar would last long. We'd been to Red Emporer a million times already, it was a bar attached to a hostel in a dark alley near the old town. By the time we walked through the door I had already been groping her at every opportunity and we'd taken multiple opportunities to stop and make out in the street. It always happened the same way, I'd see her from a new angle, a step ahead, a step behind, directly beside her and a new facet of her beauty would catch me. Her perfect silhouette, the way her ass bounced, her smile as she walked faster to catch up to me. Each time she would catch me staring, grab my hand and cuddle into my arm like a happy little pet. And each time her loving submission would drive me insane. I'd grab her hair and pull her to me and start passionately assaulting her mouth with my tongue as she melted into my arms until we were falling over shrubs or knocking against store windows.