CHAPTER 1
She had arrived on our doorstep in a basket, Naked as the day she was born. One of
Master`s clients had sent Him Kitten as a thank you gift, for the dungeon he had just
completed. Kitten was a slave and a switch, and even though she had been with us about six
months, I still knew very little about who she was and where she came from. I knew Master
had her pedigree, and he would have told me if there were things I should have known.
Driving back with Kitten from our weekend at Mistress Bergenia`s Academy for Submissives
and Slaves, ASS, I finally got up the courage to ask her about her life prior to coming to
live with Master and me.
I sneaked a peek over at her. Her eyes had taken on a distant look, when she sighed and
said, "I`ve been to hell and back, Baby, some were good, some I tremble at the
thought of."
I had known Kitten was into some really kinky stuff, but until she started talking I did
not have a clue. "You don`t have to tell me if you don`t want to, Kitten," I
said, "but I would like to know more about you, and this is about the first time we
could talk without others being around."
"We have been very busy since I came to live with you and Master. I suppose you do
have the right to know where I come from." She giggled. "I was born in ... No,
that`s not what you want to hear about. You want to know how I got into the life
style."
"Yes, Kitten, I would like to know that"
"Well, we weren`t dirt poor when I was growing up, but I did not come from the right
side of town. I was the fun girl in high school, the one the jocks would take out when
their girl friends were busy. You know the kind, the one who puts out. I really never had
a boyfriend, and all I could think of growing up was getting out of Dodge."
She shifted in the seat and leaned her head back on the rest, closing her eyes. "I
graduated and left town that night, headed west in my old Pinto station wagon. I got about
two hundred miles away before the radiator went. It was a dark, lonely road, but hey, I`m
a big girl, I can take care of myself right.
"I had seen a gas station a few miles back so I pulled out my backpack and started
walking that way. It wasn`t long before I heard some dogs barking. I thought it was pack
of wild ones, so I started running. I saw house lights off in the distance and ran toward
that. When I got closer there was a sign on the fence blocking the driveway that said
Kennel. So I rang the bell.
It was close to midnight when a guy came out in his shorts and yelled they were closed. I
explained that my car had broken down and needed to borrow his phone to call a tow truck.
He came to the gate and was giving me the once/twice/three times over with his eyes.
I should have suspected something was up then, but hell, men had been doing that to me
all my life. He said no one would be able to get to my car till morning, why didn`t I come
in. He told me to step back as I heard the whir of gears as the electronic gate
opened." She moved again in her seat and slid her skirt up and spread her legs. She
had no panties on--neither of us ever did.
There was a rest stop up the road and she pointed to the sign saying, "Why don`t we
pull in there for a bit, and I`ll tell you the rest of the story."
I made a beeline for a spot under some shady trees at the end of the lot. Pulling in I
threw the car in park, but left the air conditioner running, then turned to watch her as
she told me of her life.
"Now where was I, oh, yes. He brought me into the front room of his house and
pointed to the couch, telling me I could sleep there. Said his woman would be out at
daybreak and she would feed me, before the tow truck came.
I settled down for the night, and woke refreshed. As I opened my eyes there stood a small
brunette in a collar, shorts and a tank top. She was holding a plate of food. She was kind
of cute with her hair in pigtails, and her big brown eyes. Kind of reminded me of a
springer spaniel.
"Master said you are to eat this, the guy from the garage is on his way for your car
and they will call to tell you what needs to be done to fix it." She handed me the
plate and padded away.
When I had finished, I got up and went to look for her or the kitchen to give her back
the empty plate. Walking into the kitchen, I found her on all fours eating out of a bowl.
I was a bit taken aback, I mean, come on now, people are suppose to eat at tables or
sitting up, not on the floor, out of a bowl." She giggled. "Oh, how naive I
was."
I sat in the car watching her as she slid her fingers over her mound. I could see from
her expressions that she was thinking back and collecting her thoughts before continuing.
"He came into the kitchen and she crawled over to rub her cheek on his leg. He
patted her on the head, just as if she was a dog. Then he called her puppy. Telling her
she was a good puppy. I had told him my name the night before, and that most just call me,
Kitten." She shook her head. "The irony of a cat in a kennel with a bunch of
dogs."
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