Scratches, Bruises and Kisses
I think she hates me. If she loved me why would she hurt me? I don't understand.
I spend most of my days at home cleaning, cooking, and sleeping, alone much of the day except for when the neighbors come by to ask for something or to say hello. She comes home and says hello, but then she'll accuse me of being unfaithful.
The first time I wasn't sure what to think. I may have been in shock. It all just happened so fast, I didn't know what had happened. I went out to meet the mailman to get the mail, I came back in the house and she sniffed my hair and then threw me to the floor.
"You whore!" she screamed.
She kicked me in the back. I cried out and she kicked me again, and again, and again, all the while screaming and calling me a "whore." She yanked me up by the hair and slapped me across my face, her claws raked my face and blood dripped down my cheek, then she pushed me down and told me to go back to the kitchen.
I took a short shower and crawled into bed and hid under the covers. She crawled in next to me. No kisses, no hugs, no sweet words good night. I worried she'd leave me.
But the next day she surprised me. She came home early and brought me a bouquet of red roses. She held me and kissed me, tenderly kissing my bruises.
"I'm sorry, I just love you so much," she said softly, and kissed me again.
But then a week later she came home late from work. I'd made dinner and had been waiting for nearly 3 hours, everything was cold, and I said to her, "You're late." She snapped. She picked up a plate and smashed it across my face. It broke. I fell to the floor, shaking. I tasted blood on my tongue. She splashed my glass of wine in my face and I cried out as it stung my wounds, then she splashed her glass of wine in my face.
I frantically crawled for the bathroom, thinking I'd be safe there, but she caught me by my ankle, her claws cut my skin. She turned me over on my back and straddled my chest, pinning my arms at my side with her legs. She held the bottle of wine over me, I thought she was going to kill me but she instead emptied the bottle onto my face. I coughed and choked, wine splashed in my eyes. She tossed the bottle aside and got off me. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was all over, but then she kicked me in the stomach. She kicked me again, again, and again. Then she straddled my waist and slapped my face, she beat her fists on my breasts and shoulders. Her claws raked over my left breast. Then she turned and beat my legs, she beat my inner thighs. I bit my lip, trying not to cry but as she raked her claws up my leg I screamed. Finally she got off me. I didn't dare to move from where I was.
I spent hours trying to clean the wine out of the carpet. I tried everything but the stain was there to stay so I rearranged the dining room and covered the stain with the rug. When she came home she kissed me and told me to go upstairs. She bent me over the bed and put her arms around me. She hugged me tightly and lifted her hand to turn my head towards her and kiss me. Not a long or hard kiss, just soft and gentle pecks on my lips. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it back over my shoulders. I sighed as I felt her warm fur on my skin. She lifted my wavy golden brown hair and kissed the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. As she kissed my shoulders I winced as her lips touched my bruises. She stroked my breasts through my bra. My nipples hardened, pressing against the fabric.
She kissed down my back and pulled off my skirt and panties. I risked a peek over my shoulder as she ran her hands up and down over my bottom, squeezing and massaging my cheeks. She teased my hole with her rough tongue and licked down my crack and between my swollen lips to my clit. She massaged my clit with her tongue, making small circles. It hurt a little, her rough tongue on my sensitive clit. I closed my eyes and relaxed, moaning softly. Then she pulled away from me.
She laid me on my back on the bed and kissed my lips. She stroked my breasts and slipped one of her claws beneath the center of my bra and with a single movement she ripped my bra open and my breasts tumbled free. She gently fondled my breast, I bit my lip as she touched my bruises, and kissed my neck. I raised my hands to touch her shoulders but she pinched my nipple hard and hissed, "Keep your hands on your pillow!" and I put my hands down. She kissed my cheek and kissed down my neck and kissed my collar bones. Her soft fur caressed my skin, almost soothing my bruises.
"Say my name," she whispered as she tenderly kissed my breasts, circling my nipples with her tongue.
She flicked my nipples with her rough tongue before taking my left nipple in her mouth. I relaxed under her as she suckled from me. Her hand rubbed my belly and stroked down to my pussy. She rubbed my lips, being so careful with her claws, slipping two fingers in me and massaging my clit with her thumb. She rubbed my clit a little harder, she fingered me deeper. Her claws scratched me inside and I whimpered. Oh god why couldn't she trim her claws once in a while. She nibbled on my nipples, stroking and circling them with her rough tongue.
"Julia," I moaned, tilting my head back, but it was more of a whimper as her claws raked the sensitive skin inside me.
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my skin. My legs trembled, I curled my toes tightly and bent my legs. She lifted her head from my breasts, her golden hair falling over her shoulders, the lamplight making her white fur look pale orange, and kissed my cheek, sucking on and teasing my earlobe with her tongue. She kissed down my neck and breasts, down my belly. She kissed up my inner thighs and I whimpered when she kissed my bruises and scars. It hurt but it felt good at the same time. She flicked my clit with her tongue and sucked gently on my pussy. She held my lips open with one hand and reached up with her free hand to fondle my breasts.
"Julia," I moaned a little louder.
She lifted her head from my breasts, her golden hair falling over her shoulders, the lamplight maing her white fur look pale orange, and kissed my cheek, sucking on and teasing my earlobe with her tongue. She kissed down my neck and breasts, down my belly. She kissed up my inner thighs and I whimpered when she kissed my bruises and scars. It hurt but it felt good at the same time. She flicked my clit with her tongue and sucked gently on my pussy. She held my lips open with one hand and reached up with her free hand to fondle my breasts. Her hot breath filled my pussy, her tongue stroking me inside and her upper lip teasing my clit. I fought to keep from cumming, afraid of what she'd do to me if I did. Oh why was she doing this, being so sweet to me suddenly?
"Julia," I moaned louder, "Julia!"
Then she stopped and crawled back up to me. She rested one of her legs at my side and rubbed her clit against mine. She kissed my face, moaning into my ear, her warm fur rubbing against my skin, her soft furry breasts pressed to my breasts. I lost focus and put my hands on her shoulders. I expected her to snap at me but she didn't, she just rubbed her clit against mine a little harder. She just kissed me and moaned, "Oh Cathy." Her voice was soft but high pitched. She took one of my hands and laced her fingers with mine, squeezing my hand tightly. She buried her face in my neck, almost whimpering as she ground her hips with mine.
"Julia," I moaned.
She squeezed my hand tighter and cried out, "Cathy!" and I cried out with her as we came together. She rolled off me onto her back, sighing softly.
"Cathy, open the drawer," Julia moaned.
I turned over lazily and reached into the nightstand. I felt around and withdrew a purple strap-on dildo.
"Good girl," Julia smiled.
She sat up on her knees and kissed my cheek and took the strap-on from me. She rubbed it over my lips. I parted my lips and she fed the head of the dildo into my mouth. It was big, about as thick as my wrist. She wrapped one arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. She fed a little more of the dildo to me, pushing it part way down my throat. I pulled back, choking, but she continued to feed the rest of the dildo to me. She pushed it till the base came to rest against my nose. I couldn't breathe, my eyes watered, Julia kissed my neck and stroked my belly. I groaned into the dildo and she pulled it from my mouth.
"Get on your knees and elbows," Julia said.
I did as she told me, she slipped into the strap-on. She started slow, pushing into me in short shallow thrusts. She pushed deeper, reaching forward to squeeze my breasts. Her hips smacked against my ass, she held onto my breasts, kissing her shoulders. Her warm fur felt so nice against my skin. I envied her soft fur, my skin being so rough from the bruises and scars she'd given me.
"Feel good?" she whispered in my ear.
She thrust deeper, a little harder, the balls of the dildo slapping and stroking my clit. I wanted to cum, I needed to cum.
"Yes, yes... Oh please push deeper!" I moaned.
She chuckled in my ear, teasing my earlobe with her tongue. She squeezed my breasts a little harder and pinched my nipples, laughing as I cried out. She rolled my nipples between her fingers. She pulled back, resuming her shallow thrusting, pushing into me in quick short bursts. I moaned into a pillow, Julia's claws dug into my breasts. She kissed my cheek and whispered sweetly, "Deeper?" I nodded quickly. She paused in her thrusting and circled her hips, twisting the dildo inside me. Its balls rubbed against my clit. I pushed back against her, trying to push the dildo deeper. She resumed her short shallow thrusts from earlier. I could feel my pussy sucking on the dildo, not wanting it to stop or leave.
"Please?" I moaned.
She circled her hips again, screwing the dildo into me.
"Yes," I moaned.
She slapped my ass hard.
"Harder?" she laughed.
I bit my lip, tasting blood. I wished she would stop teasing me.
"Yes!" I cried.
She thrust deeper, harder, her hips slapping against my ass. She laughed, her voice high pitched. Then she pulled the dildo from my pussy. I felt pressure on my ass, then it opening. Oh it hurt so much!
"Julia no!" I cried out.
She just laughed, reaching forward she grabbed a handful of my hair and thrust hard into me, yanking my head back as she rode my ass, using my hair as her reins. Something was going to rip for sure. I bit my lip, trying hard not to cry for fear she may do it harder. I think she knew what was going on in my mind, and she thrust harder into me. How could such a beautiful creature be so cruel. She pulled the dildo from my ass, a cold breeze entered me, and she smacked it against my hole. She spit into my ass and then pushed the dildo back in me, then pulled it out and smacked my hole again, then entered my ass again. My breasts swung heavily beneath me, my nipples grazing the sheets. I wished she'd make up her mind. I wished she'd stop torturing me. Over and over, again again, she pulled the dildo out of my ass and pushed it back in. Why was she torturing me? Did she get pleasure from it? Is this how she gets off? She pushed the dildo deeper and chuckled, "Such a slut, your hole just doesn't seem to want to close up!" Then pulled it back out. Then pushed it in deep till her hips came to rest against my ass. She rocked her hips back and forth, I could hear them smacking against my ass. Oh god it hurt!
"Please Julia, I'll split apart!" I cried to her.
"Maybe we should open you up a little more," she said softly.
I shook my head quickly, and she slowed her thrusting, but then she thrust harder into me. She held my hips, her claws digging into me.
She pulled the dildo from my pussy and tapped it against my clit. She rubbed the head up and down between my lips and then entered my pussy again. She thrust gently into me this time, moaning with me.
"Oh yes, look at this monster going into this sweet girl," Julia moaned.
Her hips slapped against my ass, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed my shoulders and neck, I tossed my head back and cried out, my pussy clenching round the dildo. Almost immediately Julia thrust harder into me, pushing deeper, circling and grinding her hips against my ass. I cried out as I neared orgasm but she pulled out of me at the last minute and turned me over on my back. The dildo still in me, she thrust hard into me. Her hips slapped hard against mine, the tip of her tail curled round my leg. She pinned my wrists down, I clenched my teeth and cried, "You're hurting!".
"Cum slut!" she said, grinning at me.
She tightened her grip on my wrists. I bit my lip and shut my eyes tightly. My pussy clenched, tightening round the dildo, and I cried out as I came all over the dildo. I collapsed on the bed, Julia hovered over me, breathing heavily. She slipped out of the dildo and and turned off the light. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek and whispered, "Good night."