Kitty, Kitty, Slave ch5 Part 1

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He felt disgusting, inside and out. On the outside, he was wrapped tightly in Reen’s arms with sticky white cum matting his hair, the cum being his own. On the inside, he thought that this was wrong. He didn’t mind sleeping with a guy. He really didn’t, but that wasn’t the problem. But, he was still a slave, no matter what happened. And, Reen was still his owner, no matter what. He’d actually slept with his master, and that was wrong on so many levels. Master and pet weren’t even supposed to like one another; let alone love. It was a basic arrangement. The master gave the commands, and the slave did as they were told. They cleaned, organized, and entertained. They did not ‘pleasure’. it wasn’t part of the arrangement. But, he couldn’t seem to help it. He’d kissed the older boy and then everything just sort of…happened. The cat-boy blushed just thinking about the night the two had had. He felt Reen smile against is fluffy ear, obviously just now waking up. Cohen’s ear twitched at the movement.

“Morning.” The brunette ran his hand down his kitty’s chest, stopping at his abdomen. The younger boy couldn’t help but lightly purr at the touch.

“G-good morning.” Reen groaned inwardly. There it was; that tone he loathed so much. The cat was feeling uncomfortable again and thinking too much. The older boy propped himself up on his elbow, trying to get a better look at the hybrid. The boy’s hair was askew, clumps of it matted down amongst his face while the rest was sticking out in lone strands. His eyes were half closed, like he was trying not to look at the brunette. Reen sighed, tilting the cat’s face up with his index finger. He blushed at the touch, trying to turn his body away so they weren’t touching, but instantly regretting it when he felt his lower spine scream. The boy whimpered and squirmed, obviously in pain.

“Are you okay?” The cat-boy nodded, gritting his teeth in a manner that the older boy couldn’t see. Reen bit his lip, feeling guilty about hurting the younger boy. He’d tried to be gentle, fairly sure that it was the boy’s first time, but apparently there was absolutely no way for him to avoid the after effects. The boy’s pain was just unavoidable. Reen stepped out of bed, leaving his kitty curled up under the blanket in a tight ball. The older boy quickly dressed and checked the outside hallway for any passing slaves or his father. Seeing no one, he made his way back to his bed and picked up the half-breed bridal style, causing the cat-boy to whimper softly into the crook of his arm. The brunette just held the boy tighter, whispering kind words as he carried the hybrid out into the hallway, checking the hallway one more time for passer bys, and into the bathroom. Carefully, he placed Cohen in the tub and turned the water onto high, to calm the boy’s obviously tense muscles. Cohen whimpered again, but immediately relaxed as the steaming water calmed his skin. “Shh, shh…you’re okay.” The older boy quietly began to give the kitty a sponge bath, gently smoothing away the boy’s cum from his lithe body. The half-breed smiled, leaning into the older boy’s touch and purring. Wrong or not, he really loved his master.
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The hybrid yawned, incredibly tired from his long day at work. Granted, the work was more or less easy, but he hadn’t actually done anything in a while, so it was actually quite draining. Reen had kept him up in the room for about a week after there ‘night’, but Cohen had eventually begged his way out of it. He couldn’t stand being stuck up there all day. It was okay if Reen was there too, but the older boy couldn’t always stay up there; he had places to be and people to see. The room was boring without him. There was nothing to do except sleep, and even a cat can get tired of sleeping all day.

Lazily, the cat made his way through the empty halls, too tired to pay much attention to what was going on around him. He could hear a few slaves moving about below him in the kitchen, but that was all. Everything else was silent. Part of him wondered if the older boy would be in bed yet, or if he was still checking on the slaves on the far side of the garden like he tended to do often. The hybrid sighed, he was probably still gone.

“Hello, pet.” The cat-boy shivered at the cool voice in his ear. He knew who it belonged to. It was Reen’s father, the Senior Master. It’d been a long time since he’d last seen the man, but it was still much too soon. The man was cruel beyond words. “You didn’t finish your punishment.” The hybrid’s eyes grew wide. He hadn’t finished it? He’d been beaten and tortured, but it wasn’t done with? “Come along.” The man grabbed the boy’s wrist tightly and began to lead him down a set of empty hallways. Cohen tried to concentrate on where they were going, but for some reason, he couldn’t figure out anything. Suddenly, he was pushed through a door and onto a large bed, his back hitting the framework with a satisfying crack. “Poor little kitty, kitty.” The man leaned in on top of the boy, smirking. “This is going to be so much fun.”