8 8 Fantasy of a Kat by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations Fantasy of a Kat Entering the room she moved upon all fours to her favourite place, the sheepskin rug, warmed by the suns rays she turns about a few times before laying down upon it. Closing her eyes against the suns light, she feels her chains heating up gently warming her skin wherever they touch her. With a soft sigh, she visibly relaxes there in the sun on her rug, awaiting the return of her Master. ...
8 8 The Long Road Home by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations The Long Road Home She walked down the winding desert road her blue denim shorts hugging her tight, so short they could have passed as underwear. Her shirt if you could call it that consisted of a brief bikini top chosen for its white color, which set off her sun darkened skin to perfection. The top itself barely consisting of enough fabric to cover her nipples let alone contain her pert ample breasts. Her legs long and lean ended in a pair of canvas boat shoes and no socks. She reaches up to impatiently brush at a long strand of auburn hair that has been blown into her grey eyes. ...
8 8 The Stable by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations The Stable The day dawned bright, sunshine streaming through the window bathing her face in warmth. Opening her eyes she rolls over and looks at the clock a smile lighting her face as she jumps up and stretches. “Today is the day,” she thought as she headed off to the shower. Entering her bedroom after her shower she begins rummaging for her Riding apparel when her phone begins to ring. Rushing to answer the phone her greeting a clipped “Yes?” the voice on the other end easily identifiable she listens. “No Sir My riding lesson is this Morning” pausing “Yes Sir i will be home on time” another pause as she listens “Yes Sir .. Goodbye” skipping back to her room dons her riding gear and leaves her home a smile on her face. ...
8 8 The Making of a Model by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR It started out as a lousy day and just seemed to get worse. Clients not satisfied with their vacation came into the office trying to get a refund… the reason… lousy weather. Shaking her head she promised them that she would do her level best to get the tour company to give to give them compensation of some sort. Of course, she knew that the company would laugh in her face, but hey, in a customer service oriented company the Client is always right. With a sigh, she dialled the tour operator knowing the response before anyone picked up the line. ...
8 8 Master’s Snack by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR She awakens and sits upright in the bed, listening, craning her head straining against the darkness of their room. Eagerly she slips onto the cool floor her feet making little sound as she pads through the quiet hallways of the house. She sighs softly thinking it must have been her mind playing tricks as she awaits her Master’s arrival home. Moving into the kitchen she opens the refrigerator and removes the gallon of milk nearly dropping it as His soft authoritative voice sounds behind her. “A Midnight snack, my kitn?” Spinning and nearly dropping the milk in her haste she smiles and throws herself into His arms kissing him tenderly at times .. and passionately at others. “I’ve missed you so Master”, she smiles up at Him then giggles as she realizes she is still holding the cold carton against His back. Shrugging sheepishly she places the carton on the table behind Him and stand before Him drinking in His appearance. “How was your trip?” Curling close against Him and listening to His heart beat a moment or two longer before stepping away and pouring two glasses of milk and pulling His cake out of the refrigerator. ...
8 8 Lonely Hearts by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations Lonely Hearts Sitting curled up on the sofa in the rented beach cottage staring into the fire her thoughts a million miles away she rises and paces slowly from the fireplace to the sliding glass doors. The rain was thundering against the roof making her more restless, the silence that she craved making her stir crazy. Pausing at the doors she grabs the handle and in one decisive movement pulls it open. ...
8 8 Mine by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations The dim interior of the Den was relieved by only a single lamp on the table next to her Masters chair, his back to the door his leather chair creaking softly as he shifted his weight from one side to the other. Standing in the doorway holding a serving tray with his dinner, she begins to move with stealth. Silently approaching the master from behind, laying the tray on the table beside his chair. Praying that you were not heard as the lesson of silence both in voice and movement was one hard learned. Placing long slender fingers on the back of his neck rubs gently her forefingers reaching for his temples. The small bells attached to her nipple clamps jangle unexpectedly causing her to jump back in shock, realizing what she had done immediately resumes her position and task. ...
8 8 House Painting by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR He stood upon the steps in front of her house watching her work. She moved to the music playing in her headphones obviously a country tune by the occasional bits and pieces she sang out loud. He smiled as He stood there waiting to be acknowledged. He took in the drop cloths the paint and the rolls of tape stacked about the front porch. The house would be painted he mused to himself as he waited, watching her begin to mask the windows. Out loud he muttered, “What a waste of tape!” ...
8 8 The Gift by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations When the day dawned bright she awoke the sun streaming through the bars of her cage she waited in silence her hands cuffed to the bars of her prison but even the gag in her mouth could not dampen her spirits today as she waited for her Master to come and release her. He enters the room and immediately she is aware of his presence, his strength, his control. ...
8 8 The Tell Tale Collar by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR Standing there in her bedroom looking frantically for the misplaced keys she groaned as her search was interrupted by a knock at her door. “COME IN” she yelled, hoping it would be friend not foe as she resumed her search. The steps sounding on the stairs lent her security as she recognized the tread of her lifelong friend and confidant. “Hello Chris, pardon the mess. If you can bulldoze your way to my chair have a seat”, she joked after hugging and releasing him. Laughing at the mess she had created he strode to her desk chair avoiding various piles of “stuff” sitting down he glanced into her open closet and chuckled at the mess she was making there as well. ...
Yet another of Kats Creations The Tell Tale Collar Sighing softly as she looked at her financial mess she grimaced and swept all the papers off the table to the floor. How am i ever going to make my ends me she wondered briefly before going to her computer and turning it on. Signing into her account she worried that she would have to get rid of it too soon, and forget about her possessions in storage. Pushing all those thoughts aside she signed into the chat software she was using and found several of her friends .. male and female dom and sub alike. ...