Kitty Girl

I wasn?t wearing much. A semi-sheer pink top that hugged my upper body and left little doubt of the state of my nipples and a pair of matching panties that smelled of desire. A pair of brown kitten ears attached to a matching head band poked from the top of my blonde tresses and a pink collar, decorated with rhinestones circled my neck, a heart shaped tag engraved with the words "kitty" on one side and "property of Kay" on the other.I felt perfectly content, as I knelt at her feet, my cheek resting against her thigh, rubbing against the material of her jeans as she absently ran her fingers through my hair, pausing only to turn the pages of the book she was reading. So much so that I had begun purring at some point, not that I could say when. Really, it seemed perfectly natural to both of us. The day was half gone, and yet I was in no hurry to do anything but relax at her feet. Even my mind was still, unusual for me. Truly, this was the perfect way to spend a Saturday. Just the two of us, kitten and owner, the outside world where it belonged. Outside. No appointments to keep, no errands to run, simply a day of reading Ankara escort for her, and of simple affection for me?The sound of the doorbell started me from my reverie. Our shy tortoiseshell bolted down the hall for somewhere safe, far from the unexpected stranger upon our porch. Suddenly trapped between kitten and girl I almost followed suit, the kitten shy and hesitant of strangers and the girl worried that she?d be found out. My mistress and owner looked up, clearly startled from her reading as well, her brow knitting thoughtfully at the closed blinds that our little haven private."See who that is, Kitty," she said, giving a nod towards the door. Silently wishing whomever to go away and leave us in peace, I nevertheless followed her instructions and slunk quietly to the front door, peeping out through the spy hole to catch a glimpse of the woman next door, the one I?d so recently kissed. The one whom I had a crush upon. Not that I?d ever admitted it to her, but my owner knew. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks and I could only imagine what my expression looked like from the laughter Balgat escort bayan as I shot a panicked glance towards my partner."It?s Cindy!" I hissed at her, before following my smarter sister down the hall and burying my head under a pillow in the safety of our shared bedroom. I can only imagine the conversation that followed. I was only aware of the sound of the door opening and greetings being exchanged, mostly drowned out by the stutter of my heartbeat. As long as she was in our house, my secret wasn?t safe. I wasn?t safe. Of course, I could have easily pulled on a pair of sweats and hidden my ears under the bed, but something even stronger then embarrassment stayed my hand. A simple rule. Once my collar was on, I was kitty girl until my owner removed it. I touched it with one trembling hand, to remind myself that I had made a promise, a contract. I could hide. Kittens hide, a fact that my furry little sister, hidden away in the recesses of our closet was proof of. That was the extent of it. Still, there was no way that Kay would let our neighbor wander down the hall Escort Batıkent and expose my strange little kink?"Here, kitty kitty kitty."Her voice was playful. I think I let out a gasp. Certainly my eyes went wide with disbelief. She wouldn?t! "Here kitty kitty. Rachel? Come out. We?ve got company. Don?t be rude."I could hear it in her voice. She was using the voice. Not the one that I could ignore, but the one that meant I had better pay attention and do as I was told. Sometimes I hated that voice. This was one of those times. Still, I had no choice. Trembling with nervousness I fought the compulsion, wanting nothing more then to pull the covers over me and hide until Cindy left."I?ll count to five. One?"One is all it ever took, unless I was being a complete brat. Then I might let her progress to three or even four. Five was never an option. I slunk down off the bed, sticking my head around the corner to stare nervously down the hallway. Kay was standing at the end of the hall, waiting impatiently. I couldn?t spot the intruder, but I could hear her voice."She?s feeling shy, today," Kay was saying. That wasn?t really true. Terrified was more like it. I was as close to naked as I could be, and wearing a collar and ears and the crotch of my undies were sporting a dark wet patch. Even worse, it was growing even as I debated the wisdom of crawling out the back window and hiding in the bushes until nightfall.