A Master's Love
This is very short. And was written because it was something I needed to write. Enjoy.
The small cat shuddered as she entered the well-lit apartment. Wearing a baggy shirt, pants and gloves, she covered herself, her head hanging in shame.
"Here." She heard a voice from the next room over. Without a word she entered through the high doorway and sinks to her knees, crawling to the much bigger feline. He stood there in the nude, ready to listen to what his pet has to say. Her body sinks lower to the ground, pressing her head against her paws.
Inhaling slowly she began to speak, "Master, please, I have done wrong, but I cannot speak of it for I live my life tainted." She can feel his dark eyes upon her, but makes no effort to move or meet his gaze. Never before had she wanted to be punished the way she did now. After having been raped she felt so guilty. Her heart heavy in her chest, feeling as if she had been unloyal to the Master she so deeply cared for.
He did not take his eyes from her, surveying her actions. Her Master could not understand what she was saying, what she wanted. He knew nothing of what she had been through. Kneeling down he lifts her body to his and holds her. In his heart he knew something was very wrong, but unable to pinpoint it he could not see cause for punishing his beloved Pet. A large paw gently begins to stroke her face, watching as the tears flow from her eyes. She was visibly shaking in his arms, her glazed eyes begging for her punishment. If for nothing else so that she could feel better.
Rather than giving her what she sought his lips pressed to hers tenderly. At this she began to sob, unable to contain her emotions from him. "Shhhh," he said softly, pressing his finger to her lips. "I love you, My Pet." She sniffed, crying harder and buried her face in his chest fur. His paw gently stroking her back. He could not be mad at her, no matter what happened. And he knew that whatever did happen, he could not force the issue and he could only love her.
His paws gently moved up her shirt, but unlike any other day she jumped back and crossed her arms over her breasts. She breathes hard, this only serving to make her sob harder. His paw outstretched to her, beckoning her forth. She scooted a bit to him and bows her head, not protesting as he removed her shirt, gloves and pants. "You will not tell me what is wrong, will you?" he asked softly, trying to comfort her as he rubs a paw through her fur.
She could only shake her head in response. No, she could never tell. Would never tell. It was her fault. All her fault and she felt horrible for it. But she could never tell the one she loved, the one she served. His head slowly nodded and he pulled her close to him again, holding the small feline close to his larger frame. "I will always love you. Always." She tilted her head to look up at him. How could he say that? How could he say that, not knowing how violated she was. Not knowing how much she loathed herself. She closed her eyes and covers her face. Upon her head, he kissed her lightly. He could think of nothing to do to console her. Nothing to do to let her know it was all okay. So he just held her, giving her gentle kisses.
After a while, she felt no different, but wished to make her Master happy. She tilted her head, kissing his lips gently, letting out a soft whimper. A soft purr formed in his chest and came out into the kiss, growing louder as his lips pressed harder to hers. His paw wandered down her body and gently started to stroke her sex. Feeling that she was not wet at all, knowing now just how upset she must be. She squirmed on his paw some, feeling a digit start to play with her bud. She yelped softly as her most sensitive area wass touched. A small trickle of juice coated her petals.
Slowly he kissed down to her neck, nibbling and biting where he knew she loved. Her head tilted some, exposing herself. She knew she did not deserve this. Did not deserve this amount of affection or love. But she wanted it from him so badly. From no one but him. Only her Master could make this better.
His index finger slowly slid into her flower, getting a soft purr from her. Her own paw reached to his erect member, fully removed from his sheath. Her paw moved up and down in time with him moving in and out. They moaned together, love flowing between them.
Gently, he laid her on the floor, kissing over her neck and breasts. "I love you," he whispered softly every few kisses. Reaching a paw up she stroked the back of his neck. From her sex juices began to flow freely. She needed his love. He would never know just how much. His body sliding over hers he looked deep into her eyes, seeing them slowly coming to life again as he slid his shaft into the depths of her. Suddenly her back arched as they began to make love. His speed steady he moved in and out of her, each time pushing every inch of his shaft into her. Her own hips moved in time with his as a passionate kiss ensued between them.
When he could tell she was ready his speed quickened a bit, but his strokes were still long and even. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer to her in their love making session.
The pace never became faster after that. He only cared about pleasing her and she moaned and became so wet at this pace, he did not wish to ruin it. Soon her body was shaking in an orgasm. "OHhhh Master!" She moaned loudly, pushing her hips against his as her sex tightened around his shaft. He stayed in her, not cumming much later than her. He groaned and kissed her hard as his seed filled her deep. His cum making her reach another orgasm within seconds.
He fell on top of her, looking deep into her eyes. She breathed hard, a small smile on her lips. She still felt horrible but at least she knew her Master would always love her.