1. From Kitty With Love


    Date: 3/10/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: smiler77, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    about a past occasion where master had allowed a friend to feel how soft her skin was. She knew in her stomach that this was different somehow, and master had rejected her today after all, perhaps he was bored with her now, and wanted to give her away? Perhaps there would be an auction later! She shuddered and wondered with difficulty as the room seemed so loud now, whether she was doing a good job of multi-tasking. 'But I love Master!' she thought woefully. 'How can he share me with everyone?' She continued her efforts as she felt a strange fat fingertip trace the contours of her spine. 'How could he bear to see them all..." and then her inner voice answered her: "Because my dear, you are his, to do with as he pleases, and if this pleases him, then it is your duty." The voice was condescending, despite being her own. It was Lucy's wise voice, never spoken, and never heard, except by her. She knew that the very thought of seeing someone else touch her master made her blood boil, made her want to bite hard and never let go. Made her want to actually use her fists, which she had not used since high school. She'd gotten into a fight with a bigger girl. She hadn't meant to, but she'd never backed down either. Everyone seemed to know about the pending fight before she had, and it had been sports day. She was nervous running her race; she had been a 100 metre specialist. All things combined, it had been one of her most nervous days at school, and she'd been in heaps of trouble on ...
    many an occasion, which somehow never bothered her too much. And she'd won the race. And the fight. She simply couldn't understand how the thought of these men touching her didn't make master seethe, so she resigned herself to the fact that she wouldn't ever understand. For her voice had been right. She was his, she always did as he pleased, it had been their arrangement. Kitty returned to the room. Lucy watched on. "That is one hot fucking pet you have there!" said Mr P as he sat his drink down clumsily on the glass coffee table. Master smiled proudly. "Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she the most delectable thing you've ever seen! It was fate you know, how we came to find one another. There she was, just counting out her pennies on a table outside Costa Coffee, in the rain, all wet and pathetic. Her hair clinging to her face, she looked up at me and asked, "Can I borrow 20p please, Sir?" Her big brown eyes spoke to me, they asked for so much more than the twenty pence that she was short of a coffee... They asked to be loved, protected, adored unconditionally, and, I guess it was her lucky day!" he added, beaming. Lucy had heard him tell the story before, she wasn't particularly fond of how pathetic he made her sound. It caused her to wonder about her strength of character, and also whether she might have found that unconditional love that she had craved so badly, in a "conventional" relationship? But fate had brought them together she supposed, and who else would be treated to ...
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