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Kitten's By: Malissa Madison Driving along behind the Maroon Chevy Lumina, I had time to think about things how far I'd come in my own life since everything turned upside down. That too was odd in itself, I hadn't thought about that in years. "I wonder why that popped into my head," I asked myself out loud. Noticing the Lumina was losing speed. I was about to pass it when a large puff of smoke belched out from under its hood, and it rapidly swerved trying to pull off onto the nonexistent shoulder. While I braked hard to avoid hitting it. We were the only two cars on that stretch of highway for miles. So I pulled over to the edge of the pavement, and stopped behind it as the driver eased on off into the ditch on an angle. Before I could get out to see if I could help the driver's door flew open and a pair of long shapely legs in four inch heels dropped to the ground. They were quickly followed by the curvy dishwater blonde driving the car. Once she was fully out she stood up, not quite as tall as I thought, and bent over reaching in to retrieve her purse. It was huge, and could double as a overnight bag for most young girls. The tight mini skirt hugged her hips and upper thighs, ending in a ring of ruffled lace. Then straightening she finally turned looking into my headlights, she was younger than I'd thought when she first passed me about twenty miles back, maybe seventeen. But most likely only Sixteen. I switched my headlights off leaving on the markers so we wouldn't get hit in the dark, and stepped out to ask if I could help. There were tears rolling down her face, a large bruise beginning to form on one cheek. "Honey, it's ok I can give you a lift to the next town where you can get a tow truck." She looked at me then, "Do you need a safe place to stay?" She shook her head afraid to speak, as I guided her to the passenger side and opened the door. "Is there anything else you need out of there tonight?" I took in the bruises on her upper arms. As I gently closed the door, then went around to get behind the wheel. "Look, my name is Erika. I really do want to help you." I'm Sam, Samantha, I just want to get away from here before they find me." Her voice was very young and scratchy. And in the illumination from the stereo I could see her Adams apple, slight but still there. "Samantha, Honey I'm going to go about another fifty miles tonight. Then get a motel room. Your welcome to come with me if you want." "I'll be fine." "No Honey you won't. I think you need to put as much distance between you and that car as you can get. And who ever beat you up won't come looking for you if you're with me." "Why do you want to help me? And what makes you think I need to get away?" "Because Kitten, Fifteen years ago I was you. Running trying to find a safe place to Hide where I could be a Girl." We rode in silence, her relieved to have another person accept her, and give her sanctuary. And me to remember the past. I was trying to think about it now, I knew she would ask me at some point, when she felt safe enough. Forty minutes later I pulled off into a well-lighted Motel parking lot, "I'll be right back Samantha. I'm going to go get us a room." If it hadn't been for the blinking of her eyes, I might have thought she'd fallen asleep. I grabbed my own purse and stepped into the lobby where the clerk asked if he could help me. "Yes I'd like a room, preferably around back so the highway traffic doesn't keep me awake." "Fifty Seven Forty, in advance." I pulled out three twenties and said keep the change. "Who's with you?" he asked as I signed the register and put down my address. "My Daughter Katie. Is there any place around here to get something to eat?" "KFC, up the road about half a mile. Can't miss it." I leaned over to read his name badge, "Thanks Bobby, you want me to bring you something back?" "No thanks I'm good Ma'am," he motioned to a bag of chips and half a sub sandwich. I took the key and drove around to find the room. It was way in the back only two large Semi's close to it. she started to get out but I said "Not yet Kitten, we're going to hit a drive through and get something to eat." I'd been listening to her stomach rumble for the last forty miles. I ordered a large bucket of original recipe with mashed potatoes and gravy, biscuits and two large Dr. Peppers. When we got the order I asked if I could get some extra honey for the biscuits. "Samantha, it's ok." I told her, "You're safe with me. Go ahead and grab a piece of chicken." "Which do you prefer? Light or dark?" "I'm not partial, as long as it's cooked." She scarfed down two pieces before we got to the room. I'd gotten the big bucket knowing she had to be starving. I let her eat while I brought in my own bags. Then said "If you want you can shower while I'm eating." "I don't have anything else to wear." "In that case you're in luck. That second bag there is full of things that might fit you, help yourself." She looked at me suspiciously, "You don't mind?" "No Kitten, they're just extras I like to carry in case my trip runs longer than expected." I knew what she would find, all the lingerie was satin, and lace. There were two short skirts and two low cut tank tops. And two Baby Doll nighties in that bag. I took my time eating while she showered and then came out wearing one of the skirts and tank tops. I turned the TV on low, and said, "My turn," grabbing my other bag. The shower felt good, as I washed the days road grime off me. I was on my way back home from Ontario where I'd been visiting friends. I pulled out a soft black Teddy and put it on. Then stepped out to join her on the single large bed. Her eyes grew round when she saw me, looking up and down before focusing on my crotch. She just stared at it. "It's not polite to stare Sweetie, are you ok?" "You're, you are,,,," "Like you? Yes Honey I am." And that got the story going. The first time I dressed up as a girl I was thirteen, but already knew enough that I'd better not get caught. I would always be careful, never taking too much of a chance. Then when I turned sixteen I'd saved enough money to buy a Junker and spent almost every penny I made at my afterschool job to keep it running. It never seemed to break down until the father was going to be gone on the weekend. One weekend it broke down as soon as he left, I'd already changed into a girl, and was desperately trying to fix it when I realized I wasn't alone. Seeing him coming across the yard I tried one last time to get it started and it kicked over. But it was too late, he yanked me out of the car and beat the crap out of me. Then he told me get out of his life. he threw me out on my own in just the clothes on my back, with a warning that if he ever saw me again he'd kill me. I believed him. I drove, hitting the highway unsure where I was going. I drove until I ran out of gas. Then I started to walk, slinging my purse over my shoulder limping, with my hair pulled across the side of my face to hide the growing ugly purple bruise I walked in the three inch heels I'd been wearing. About a quarter mile from the car someone finally pulled over for me. Shy and scared I kept my head down as I approached the car. "You look like you need a lift Honey, and a shoulder to cry on. Get in." "thank you," I said. "What's your name Sugar? Mines Gina." "Erika, with a K." "Well Erika with a K, how longs it been since you ate anything? And where's the Bastard that beat you up?" I caught a glimpse of my face in the side view mirror, "Oh Shit, I'm sorry." "Don't apologize to me Kitten, Momma Gina will take care of you." It was the first time she called me kitten and I kind of liked it. it sounded warm and safe, and cared for the way she said it. "I don't know when I ate last. And my father's miles away from here. I ran out of gas getting as far away as I could." "Was that your POS Pinto back there?" "Yes Ma'am. It ran out of gas." "Oh my, that's more of a boys car than a girls by the looks of it." my heart froze solid I didn't know what to say. We rode along in silence for about another mile. "Is that why he beat you up kitten? He caught you dressed up like you should be?" I slowly turned to look at her face, and she was smiling gently. "I've been looking for a kitten, and you are." "K, Kitten?" "Yes, a kitten. That's what they call a very young girl who is the Love object of an older woman," she explained. "Kittens are never simple flings. They are cherished and pampered. Schooled and shown off. Protected." "I never heard that term before," I told her honestly. "But I doubt you'd want me for a kitten." "Why not? You'd make the perfect kitten. And you do need looking after." "All I got is my purse, twenty seven cents and the clothes on my back." "Erika Honey, I'll provide you with clothes. Money, an education, jewelry, a nice new car. You're going to love being my kitten. And I know I'm going to love having a pretty little girl like you for my kitten. Everyone I know will be so jealous of you." "I don't think you understand. I'm not,,," "Oh yes you are Kitten, you are a real girl your just gender challenged, body wise. No boy could ever look as divine and yummy as you do in that skirt and those heels." She pouted, actually pouted, "Please say yes you'll give a try. One week. That's all I ask, please." "You just want me for a sex toy right?" I accused. And she looked like I'd stabbed her through the heart. "No, oh god no. that would be great. But not if you are uncomfortable with it. I promise." She glanced up at a sign as we came into a town. "Look I'm going to stop and get something to eat. And a motel room for the night. At least let me buy you a hot meal and a place to sleep for the night. Maybe a hot bath?" It had been a long day and I really could use a bath and I was starving. "Sure, I'll give it a try. But you promise you won't try anything if I say no?" "You have my word on it." The first stop was the motel, to get a room. She gave me a big floppy hat to wear, "That'll help hide that bruise." "I need a room for me and my Daughter for the night." She told the desk clerk. "And could you recommend someplace to get something to eat?" She paid for the room and got the key, then we drove down the road to the A&W where she bought us Coney's and Root beers to go. After I ate she told me to go ahead and take a nice long soak in the tub, she was going to go see if they had a clothing store still open. I waited until she left to strip off and get in the tub, which I filled with bubble bath made from the courtesy shampoo. It smelled pretty. I guess the hot water relaxed me enough that I fell asleep in the tub. When I woke up she was standing in the door way. "Erika I found you some really nice things. I think you'll like them. Here's some clean new undies for you when you're ready to get out." Folded neatly on the sink counter was the prettiest lacey pink panty and bra set I'd ever seen. It was lace trimmed satin with ribbons and bows. And so sheer. Next to it sat a new tooth brush and tooth paste. I let the tub drain while I dried off, then brushed my teeth. Then I slipped on the panties tucking myself so it didn't show. Next I put on the bra which felt a little strange. It pushed up what little I already had making me look fuller. I tiptoed out into the main room, "See I told you so. You're a very pretty girl, don't you see?" Blushing I had to agree with her. She patted the bed beside her as she crawled to the middle of it. "Now you sit right here and let Momma Gina brush out that pretty hair for you." It was like a dream sitting there on the edge of the bed, her brushing out my hair, all the while making purring sounds. "Oh Kitten you have the most beautiful hair." I felt myself leaning back against her as she hugged me. I was looking in the mirror and could see the hurt and anguish in her eyes, "How could anyone do this to such a beautiful girl like you?" she was putting aloe on my bruises. She pulled my hair back off my shoulders, bringing the sides around to the back and tied it with a pretty pink ribbon bow. "Gina has some concealer that will help cover that up so it doesn't look so bad. But we'll let it breath tonight, and do it before we leave in the morning." I lay back in her arms letting her cuddle me, rocking gently until I fell asleep. When I woke up I heard her on the phone. "Yes I'm going to be a few more days. No, I'm not shacked up with anyone. But I did find someone special who needs my help. And I'm not going to rush it. she's going to get all the time she needs. No, I'm not going to drag her in there until she's ready. Oh god Momma, she has the most horrible nightmares." Gina was crying, "If I could I'd hunt her father down and skin him alive for the things he's put her through. No you're asking me to betray a confidence, I will not go through her purse to find out how old she is. I don't care how old she is, I want her for my kitten. But I won't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do. Just let me know if the cops are looking for her, I want to keep her out of that bastards hands. Thank you." She hung up and sat there a minute. "Gina, I'm Sixteen. It's ok if you look in my purse. I don't have anything to hide from you. But please don't look at that ugly picture on my driver's license." "No Baby, it's not ok to look in there without your permission. Not unless it was an emergency and I had to know something that was in there." "Gina, Thank you for stopping for me." "You needed me Honey, I couldn't pass you up. I think I needed you too." "Who was that on the phone?" "My Momma, I was supposed to call her last night. But it's ok she understands. She's anxious to meet you. But I'm not dragging you in front of the family until you feel comfortable with it." "You keep calling me a kitten, but I don't really know what that is. I've never had anyone special before. No girlfriends and no boyfriends." "Would you like to know what it feels like to be a kitten? We can try it and if you don't like it that's ok. I think I'd even settle for being just your Momma if you wanted that instead. I always wanted a daughter." She was sitting on the bed hugging me, and her lips brushed mine briefly. Then when I didn't pull away she kissed me deeper her tongue grazing over my lips softly until I parted them letting it inside. I gave myself over to her tender caress, her body against mine as we kissed. I let my hands roam in imitation of hers, up under her top, as she lay me back on the pillows. My breath catching in my throat as her lips and tongue teased my nipples. I only paused a second when her fingers slid over my panties. I closed my eyes feeling overcome by the feelings coursing through my virgin body. My mind registered lifting my hips as she eased down my panties. And then my mind exploded in stars my body jerking, tingling as I reached my first orgasm. Then she cuddled me and her mouth covered mine in a kiss. Her tongue darting inside to give me a taste of what she'd just received. After a bit she asked, "Did you like that? would you like to feel that every day?" I hugged her tight rubbing my face in her breasts as she caressed my hair. "Oh you're going to be the most exquisite kitten ever. But we'll have to wait until tonight for more. We still need to check out. And I want to take you shopping before tonight. But there's a much bigger town up ahead with a better selection of clothes." I giggled for the first time since we met, and she hugged me even tighter. "Let's get dressed and I'll fix your face so that bruise doesn't show so bad. Then we'll get breakfast." I sat in the passenger seat wearing a double tiered skirt, and pretty blouse that showed off what little cleavage I had. And I was really smiling for the first time in three days. We drove a short distance to a little diner, that boasted the best ham and egg breakfast. I was nervous about entering the diner amid all the obvious rednecks, I mean there had to be at least a dozen beat up pickups parked outside. She said, "Come along Erika, don't be shy they won't bite you while I'm here." "Do I have to go inside there? I mean there are so many people." "Yes you do, now hold your head up. And think girly thoughts." I blushed and stepped out beside her. "There that's better isn't it?" "Yes Ma'am," I let out a little giggle as a breeze wafted up under my skirt. And then we were through the door. She wandered to a booth near the window where she could watch her car. And for the first time I really took notice of what she was driving, what I'd been riding in. it was a little red Maserati. And it was drawing lots of attention from the locals, who stared as they walked by. "Hi, I'm Beverly. What can I get you this morning?" she was probably my age, wearing a short denim, skirt like the one I'd been wearing before. She filled our coffee cups and stood waiting. Gina ordered two eggs over easy, Hash browns, toast, and ham. Then said, "Does that sound good to you Kitten?" I nodded, "Make that two of the same, Oh and a large glass of Milk for my Daughter." "Whole Milk or Processed?" "You serve whole Milk?" "Yes Ma'am, fresh off the farm every morning." "Then bring us two glasses please, and thank you." I was fidgeting, looking around. "The ladies room is over next to the Juke box," Beverly said. "Thank you," Gina responded. "Kitten you should go before our order gets here. I'll be right here, you'll be ok." Nervously I stood up and walked past several other customers then stepped into the ladies room. I found the cleanest stall and closed the door before dropping my panties to sit on the toilet. When I was finished I wiped and pulled up my panties then readjusted my skirt. And washed my hands. On the way back to our booth I passed a table full of boys, and one reached out to caress my bottom, causing me to jump and squeal in surprise. "Hey there girl, you sure look awful juicy and tender." I hurried to the booth and smoothed my skirt under me as I sat down. One of the other waitresses started arguing with him. "You better keep your hands to yourself, or my Daddy will string you up. And he won't care if you are this one's Daddy either." She patted her protruding tummy. The rest of our meal passed without incident and as we were getting ready to leave she called the pregnant waitress over. "Thank you for intervening Sweetie, I hope things work out for you." She slipped her a twenty dollar bill. Beverly met us at the register and after paying, she said, "We'll be telling lots of friends about this place. Thank you Honey," she took her hand gently then said, "Come along Kitten we have a lot of miles ahead of us." As we drove along she asked questions about my past. I was a bit afraid to reveal much at first but she began telling me about herself. And I ended up telling her all the sordid details. "And where were you born Erika?" "San Bernardino, or so I was told." I admitted. "I see, well that will make it easier to get a copy of your birth certificate. And your driver's license will have your social security number on it. You do have a license don't you?" I said yes, and she asked if she could please see it. when I dug it out of hiding in my purse, she looked at it and tucked it into her bra. "You won't be needing that anymore. We'll get you a new one that has a pretty picture on it of your real face." "But I don't have any other ID?" She slowed down pulling off the road, then twisted in the seat towards me. "Do you want to be Eric, or Erika? It's your choice and I'm afraid I really have to know now, before I fall any deeper for you." "I want to be Erika." "Forever and Ever. No matter what? Even if I was to drop you off in the next town and leave you there?" "Yes, even then. That's what got me into that trouble to begin with. I've always been Erika inside." I was on the verge of panic. She leaned over and kissed me passionately. "Then learn to trust me Kitten, I won't leave you. I'll take care of you and get your name changed. And get you a good education. And teach you how to be a proper young lady. Is that what you want? What you really truly want?" "Yes," I heard myself saying. "Yes more than anything else I want to be a real girl. Your Kitten, your Daughter." "Fasten your seat belt then, we're going to go straight through to St Joseph." After a moment she added, "And when we get there I'll take you to the finest dress shops and we'll get those pretty ears pierced." The car was already back on the road and I felt myself pressed back into the seat. In the side mirror I saw the road signs waving in the breeze of our passing. About five hours later she slowed down pointing to a huge School Campus that looked like a university with fenced grounds. The sign read 'Gwendolyn's Private Girls Academy'. "That's where you're going to go to school." "You mean like College?" "No dearest, it's a proper High School for girls like yourself." "Oh, it looks like one of those fancy Boarding schools or something." "You're going to love it there. And we'll be together every weekend. Oh this is so exciting, I'll finally get to send my own Kitten to my old high school, while I am free to do my work during the week. Then we'll spend every weekend and holiday together." "She was turning off the highway, would you like to see it?" "Where do you live?" "Oh, we're only about twenty minutes from home. But I wanted you to see the Academy first. Before school starts in two weeks." "In two weeks? But, but I'm not, I mean they won't let me go to a private girls school." "Sure they will," she was turning into the gate. The guard asked her if she was expected. "No I'm just showing my Kitten where she'll be attending school." She was issued a visitors pass, which she signed for. "Oh Miss Tyler, I'm sorry. You're one the alumni, I didn't recognize the car without the decal. Please be sure to get a new one before you leave." I was wide eyed seeing the beautiful campus. We got out and walked the grounds as she showed me the dorms and where the classrooms were. Then the dining hall. "If you get demerits, you work them off washing dishes." She looked at her hands, then winked at me. "I washed my fair share of dishes while I was here, the key is to work them off as you get them. Because if you build up too many then they restrict you on weekends." "Gina? I thought that was you. Who's this lovely creature?" "Myra," they kissed cheeks. "I'd like you to meet Erika, Erika this is Myra. We were roommates in Eleventh grade. Erika will be attending this year, I hope." "Well in that case," she turned to me. "You should call me Miss Myra. I'm Faculty." "Really? What subject do you teach?" Gina asked. "Kitten Etiquette, and Home Economics. I'm also the head Dorm Mother for the Ninth Grade Dorms this year." Gina clapped her hands, "Oh how wonderful, Erika will be in your Dorm then." "That is wonderful. How's your mother doing these days. I think Miss Gwen got a call from her just yesterday." We'd been walking toward a very old looking building, and now they paused in front of the doors. "I'll see you in a couple of weeks," Myra winked at me. "Gina, don't be a stranger. I've missed you." "Myra, Gina, how lovely." Someone else began, "Oh my, who does this lovely creature belong to? Tell me she's available." "Karen, really! This is Gina's Kitten." The woman Karen pouted then smiled. "So you've finally found a worthy Kitten of your own. I'm happy for you." Gina ushered me through the door, leading the way to an open office. "Gretchen, I need a new pass for my new car." "Gina!" she squealed in delight. "I have it right here. and here are the Kitten registration forms. Your mother called Miss Gwen this morning." "Ummm, Gina? What exactly is a Kitten?" I finally asked. "In a moment Honey," she turned her attention back to Gretchen. "I need one of the Pink Forms. Not the Gold." I saw there were three different forms in neat stacks. Red, Gold, and Pink. The gold form was labeled Kitten registration. When Gretchen switched forms I saw the Pink one was titled Daughter/Kitten registration. Gretchen's eyes widened as she looked at me in another assessment. "Gina, are you sure you want to do that? if she needs that strict a hand, you'll want her registered as a straight Kitten." Gina glanced and noticed that part of the bruise on my face was showing. "I didn't Do that, Someone else did. And if I had my way He'd have his Dick chopped off for it, and shoved up his ass sideways. You know how I feel about such things." "Gina? Come in, and bring that beautiful creature with you. I think I'll interview her since she's here." "Remember, think Girly thoughts. And say yes Ma'am and no ma'am. You'll be fine." I stood in front of the desk answering questions and was allowed to ask a few of my own. "Well your Mother here was one of our brighter Kittens. I really think she went out of her way to get demerits so the others wouldn't pick on her for being brighter than they were," Miss Gwen said. "Her mother registered her as a straight Kitten though. So she got 'All' the pleasure classes. But you're registered as a Daughter/Kitten, so the only ones you will be receiving a grade from in those courses is her. Daughters do not get graded on performance in those courses. Kittens are expected to perform in class. You on the other hand will watch take notes and do your homework and tests with your mother or her designee's. And I can see why she wants you all to herself." "Now Gina, I've given you a list of supplies for school, and the uniforms she'll need." She looked at me, "Any questions?" "You, you're really going to let me go to school here like I was a real girl?" "Erika, statements like that will get you demerits here. Inside these school grounds all students are real girls, and will conduct themselves accordingly, as well as be treated accordingly. Do you understand?" I lowered my eyes, "Yes Ma'am." I was smiling, I was being accepted as a real girl. I still didn't know what a Kitten really was, but I was happy to be one. And also to be considered as Gina's Daughter. "Now run along, and enjoy your next two weeks. I'm sure your Grandma is anxious to meet you." Gina guided me into the car with her hand on my bottom, it felt good, not like when some guy did it. She pulled into a fancy looking Strip mall, and said, "We'll just run you through a quick makeover before we go meet mother." "Tiffany Darling, could you take special care of Erika for me. She needs a manicure. And a bikini wax but please be gentle. She's never had one before." Looking at my nails she asked, "Which one the manicure or the bikini wax?" I gulped, "Both, does it hurt? I've read in Cosmo, that it's really painful." "Gina, you brought me a Virgin Kitten? And you want me to be gentle?" "Fine, Come along Erika, we'll go down the street to DiDi's." "No, no, no, I'll be gentle. I promise I won't even think of playing with her. She's just so pretty and scrumptious." "Very well then you have two hours. We're on our way to meet Mother. And I want to show her off. I'm going to go across and pick out a few things she might look especially good in. and see if they have any of the new school uniforms." "OMG," Tiffany's jaw dropped open. "Red alert ladies," she clapped her hands together to get everyone's attention. "This is Gina's Registered Kitten, So drool all you want, but don't touch." "Gina's never registered a kitten before." "Gina's never brought a kitten in here before." Gina stuck her head in the door, "I can hear you out here. and for your information, I've never had a Kitten before. Now make me proud please." Tiffany stuck her tongue out at Gina, "I bet Mother gets all gooey." Gina kissed Tiffany then hurried off, "Damn, My sister sure can pick em'. so where'd she find you Sweetie?" "Walking along the highway." "Did she kick his ass for this?" she traced the outline of the bruise. "That happened two days before I started walking the road." "Were you trying to Hook or just hitch hike?" "Neither, I just wanted to get as far away as possible." "Well your Gina's Kitten now you don't have to worry about anything anymore. She won't hurt you and she won't let anyone else hurt you." "What exactly is a Kitten? No one will tell me." I asked her. "is it like a sex slave?" Chuckling she said, "That all depends on the Cougar that claims you. But I doubt Gina will be one to share you. Or at least not without her being there." She explained, "there all sorts of kittens. Gina and I started out being Kittens, then when we came of age we were released to live freely as we chose. And you don't have to worry, you'll not have to actually pay for anything as a kitten, Gina is responsible for you now." I still wasn't sure what being a kitten was, but at least I was sure with Gina it would be better than being on my own. I was laid out on a table in just my panties, as they spread the hot wax, then applied the tapes. Suddenly Gina was there with me, "Relax Baby, look into my eyes for that happy place. Where you're sitting in the sun, the center of everyone's attention. You're wearing pretty pink ruffles and six inch stilettos. And all the boys and girls are jealous of you because you're the prettiest kitten ever." They ripped off the first tape, and I didn't scream or cry out. I was biting my lip as the second was ripped off pulling the hair outside my bikini line. She softly kissed my tears, "That's my brave kitten." The young girl next to me on another table screamed as her tapes were ripped off. "That didn't hurt that bad, stop crying before I give you something to cry about." Gina glared at the other woman that I now identified as the cougar. "You better not cry when you get branded. Or I'll give you to the boys to break in." she was told. I looked up at Gina, "B, Branded?" "Not for you kitten, you're a private kitten. No one else may touch you without my permission. Excuse me a minute," she left the room in search of Tiffany. "Oh you're a pretty one, how much did she pay for you Sweetie?" I ignored her questions feeling that to be the safest. "Never mind, I'll go ask. I could make a lot of money with you." When she left the other girl was crying silently. Her hands covered her crotch, the lady doing the bikini waxing returned with another older woman. "Here you go Helen just disrobe and lay back. We'll take care of you as soon as we finish the Kittens over here." She looked at the other girl, about fifteen judging by her actions, "You're supposed to be completely nude Sweetie, now take those panties off so we can do the rest." The young girl lifted her butt and pushed her panties down and the woman pulled them the rest of the way off. Then sniffed the crotch, "Mmmm, fresh young pussy. Just the way I like it." Her cougar returned this time with a Riding Crop called a Spat, the business end held a flat doubled piece of leather that made a popping sound when it hit. Leaning over the waxer said, "Open up sweetie I have to get all the hair coated." When the girl hesitated her cougar smacked her hands with the crop, and she moved them parting her legs a little bit. "Open up all the way," the woman urged. "I can't get to your lips like that." The Spat snapped on her clit hard, and the girl screamed, "Open up Marissa." The command was followed by yet another Smack, and cry of pain. "All the way, now don't make me upset." Smack, I flinched at the sound of the Spat on the girls now wet Vulva. She turned and winked at me, "Oh how I'd love to have you in my Stable too. I bet you wouldn't need the crop to get compliance." The girl Marissa, lay crying whimpering as the hot wax was smeared over her coating the silky fine new girl hairs. She began sobbing trying to be quiet as the tapes were pressed firmly into the wax. Tiffany came in seeing what was going on, "You know we do not allow rough treatment in here Crystal." She took away the crop. Then bent over me spreading a soft cool cream over the area that had just been waxed. "Gina is picking out your piercing studs," she told me. "We have some very pretty ones you can't find anywhere else." I heard the tapes being ripped off next to me and the screams of pain from Marissa. Tiffany stiffened at the sounds, then said, "Excuse me." Crystal was smiling, "Oh now you see that wasn't so bad Marissa now it's all over with nothing left but to get you pierced." "Crystal! You are an evil sadistic Bitch. Now get out of the room. I will not have Kittens hurt for your amusement in my salon." "I've already paid in advance, finish it up and we'll leave." Another woman came in with a stainless steel object that looked like the ear tagging guns we used on the farm to tag cows. Gina stepped into the room again, "Crystal I need a word with you. Now!" "What is it Gina? They're getting ready to pierce my newest Kitten." "How much?" "Oh, three hundred a night." "No, How much to buy her from you?" Marissa was crying hard now, I could see the fear in her eyes. "Ten Grand, but I should warn you, she's a handful, uneducated, and undisciplined." "Deal, and you don't ever Bring another kitten into my sisters shop and mistreat her again." The woman with the piercing gun had been busy strapping Marissa's thighs open wide, preparing to put in what I now realized was a clitoral piercing. Gina counted out the money in crisp new hundred dollar bills. "And here's what you spent already. Now go." "Marta, stop," Tiffany shouted. Her hand closing around the grip of the piercing gun to stop the trigger. Marta had already retracted the hood exposing the Clitoris and lined it up for piercing. "You no want?" she asked. "No," Gina said. "I do not believe in forcing such things on a Kitten. Now if you would please apply the soothing cream I would be most grateful." But then she picked up the jar herself spinning off the lid. Leaning over she kissed the girls forehead. "Marissa, you're safe now. No one will hurt you. Do you understand?" I thought I saw her nod her head. The cream was beginning to work, and I saw the look of pain dissipating in Marissa's eyes. She looked at me, she was so pretty when she wasn't scared to death, and in excruciating pain. "Now you two lay here and rest a few minutes. I need to go make some arrangements." She looked around for Tiffany, "Look Sis I really didn't plan on this but will you see to it that both my kittens get the best pampered treatment?" Looking at her with complete amazement Tiffany said, "Of course Hon, but how do you want them dressed? One is a TG Kitten and the other is a GG." "Hmmm, I think Mother will be beside herself if they are both in matching Dresses. Something pink with lots of Lace. Satin ruffled panties and black three inch heels. Oh, and pigtails with pink bows," she giggled. "And Lollipops?" "Sure why not. I'll be back for them in two hours will that give you enough time?" "They'll both be ready." And just like that I was abandoned for the first time in someone else's care. Marissa was still scared not sure what to expect. "Marissa Sweetie stop being afraid," Tiffany told her. "Miss Gina is kind and gentle. And you have a sister Kitten to share her bed with." By the time Tiffany was finished with us we looked like twins, in Ruffled Pink Mini dresses. With tons of ruffled lace. We both wore the smoothest satin ruffled back panties and satin Bras that pushed up what little cleavage we had making our breasts look fuller. Besides our hair and eyes, and almost perfectly matched sizes we both had bruises that Tiffany used concealer to cover. I shied at the squeak of the ear piercing gun, and bit my lip at the tiny sting as my right ear was pierced with a diamond stud. I hardly noticed the sting of my left ear. Then I held Marissa's hands as her ears were pierced. "So tell me Erika, are you looking forward to going to school at the Kitten academy?" I saw Marissa's eyes open wide when Tiffany asked me that. "I really don't know anything about it Miss Tiffany," I said honestly. "Well it's just like any other Private High School. Except for the specialized classes of course." "You're going to the Kitten Ranch?" Marissa asked in astonishment. "Yeah Miss Gina registered me just before we came here." "Erika, Kittens do not say Yeah, they use proper terms like yes and no. that's one of the first lessons the two of you will need to learn." Tiffany informed us. She'd been on the phone talking with Gina telling her that we were ready. "Miss Gina must really care for you if she's sending you to school at the Ranch." Marissa said. "Marissa, you better not get caught calling it the Ranch. Miss Gwendolyn takes offense at that term. And since you are both going to be roommates you need to remind each other, and look out for each other the way good Kitten Sisters do." "Me? At, at the Kitten Academy?" she was almost ready to start crying. "Marissa! Kittens do not cry and ruin their makeup after Tiffany has spent so much time and effort in perfecting it," Gina said from the doorway. "Thank you Sis, will you be home for dinner?" "Absolutely, I'm just finishing up here. Come along Caroline, if you're a good girl I'll let you have some extra cream tonight." Caroline was the young girl who had been busy cleaning up after everyone in the shop. "Yes Miss Tiffany." "Now there's a well-mannered Kitten," Tiffany purred to her. "How about if I find you a pretty sister like Miss Gina did?" "Please no, please don't make me share you with anyone else. I'll be the best Kitten anyone ever saw." Tiffany kissed her on top of her head. "You already are, sweetie. Now grab your purse and go get in the car." "Girls come along, it's almost Dinner time and Grandma doesn't like waiting." We followed along behind her to the car. "Marissa, Honey you'll ride in back this time. But tomorrow you get the front seat." The house we pulled up in front of was deceptive. From the front it looked small and cozy. But up close once you were past the huge trees and shrubs it was like a Mansion. A butler opened the door for us inviting us in. "Miss Gina, how pleasant to see you home again. And who are these lovely playthings?" "My daughters, Andrew. So keep your paws off them, and don't even think about putting them to work." After a moment she said, "Come along girls." Our heels rang out on the Marble tile floors as we quickly followed her through to the family room. Sitting in a beautiful rocking chair, a pretty young girl kneeling at her feet listening to her as she read a story from a book, sat the woman I would come to know as Grandma Marshell. "Gina Darling, bring her over here, let me see your kitten Dear." Gina put her hands around behind us resting on our bottoms as she ushered us in front of her Mother. We found out later she was Gina's Adoptive mother as Gina would become ours. Looking from one to the other she studied us then looked up in surprised amazement. "I thought you only mentioned one Kitten. Erika? Which of you is Erika?" "I am Ma'am." I performed the curtsey that Tiffany had us both practice. She clapped her hands, "And what is your name sweet heart?" Curtseying she answered, "Marissa Ma'am." "Child why are you trembling? You act as if you're raw down there?" "She is Mother, we stopped at Tiffany's for a makeover. I had to buy her from Crystal." "Crystal? What on earth was she doing there?" the older woman asked. "Getting Marissa ready to be branded as a new Stable Kitten." "Tiffany Marie, get in here now!" "Mother, Tiffany doesn't do the branding." "No I don't, and wouldn't for any amount of money," Tiffany confirmed. "It's bad enough having to do some of the piercings. And crystal refused to let Marta use the numbing cream before the waxing." "It's no wonder Miss Gwen won't accept any of her Kittens for Registration." After a moment she said, "I'm sorry I ever took her under my roof as a kitten." "Tina Darling, why don't you and Caroline take Erika and Marissa and show them the kitten rooms." "Mother, we're not staying. I have my own place now. Besides, I'm adopting both of them." "What do you mean adopting them both? You know very well that I never adopt a Kitten before I know how she'll turn out." "You aren't adopting them Mother I am." Gina stood her ground staring her mother down. "Damnit, I hope you know what you're doing. I hope they don't just take off in the middle of the night and leave you dying on the floor." We both hugged Gina hard half shielding her as she wrapped her arms around us. "Erika, enough." I suddenly realized I was growling. My right eye twitching in my fury. This old woman could think such harsh things about me whom she barely knew anything about. I found myself turned around with Gina staring into my eyes. "Erika, she was baiting you. Get a grip on your temper girl." "Gina, you're thirty two. You've never even had a kitten of your own before, what makes you think you're ready for two Kitten Daughters?" "I don't expect you to understand Mother. But I think I need them as much as they need me." She was crying, "Do you remember when you found me? How badly I needed you?" "You were badly beaten and in such pain, I was afraid you wouldn't make it to the hospital." Gina wiped at the makeup on my face, then on Marissa's arms. "Tiffany can hide a lot of things Momma. But she can't hide how much they need me. This is my turn to give to someone else what you gave me." Gina was crying now. "Shhh, it's ok Gina. I think I do understand." She'd gotten up to hug her tightly and wrapped her arms around all three of us. Then pulled Tiffany, Caroline and Tina into the hug as well. After a few moments she let go, "Andrew? Is dinner ready yet? Gina needs to get her Kittens home. I suspect they're both very tired after being pampered all day by Tiffany." After dinner when we were getting ready to leave the old woman said, "Tina, give your Sister and nieces a kiss good night. It's about your bed time too." "Momma?" Gina said, "Did you just say,,," "Yes, it was finalized last week. That's what I wanted to tell you. But in the excitement I forgot." Tina was three years older than I was, she would be graduating this year and going on to college. Caroline was a year older, and waiting for her own adoption. Our house turned out to be a very modest three bedroom one story ranch style house. "I'm sorry we don't have servants like my mother's house does. But I think it's better to be able to do things for ourselves, don't you?" "Yes Miss Gina," we both echoed at the same time. She turned around then reached back for our hands leading us into the living room. "Now have a seat please, I want to talk to both of you." We both looked at each other nervously, "Erika you know full well what I was intending when I decided to take you in, I intended the same with Marissa. But I don't know why I just can't see delaying the inevitable. That's probably why my mother freaked out a bit. Do you understand?" "Yes Ma'am," I answered. "Yes Miss Gina," answered Marissa. "OK, then listen. I don't expect it. but when we're talking with each other, it's ok if you want to call me Momma instead of Miss Gina. Even at school." "You don't want us to be your kittens?" "Oh baby, yes I do. But you don't have to call me Miss anymore. Ok? I mean not if you don't want to." I threw my arms around her almost knocking her over. "Do I have to sleep in my own bed?" "No," she said with a giggle. "You can both sleep with me, I get awful lonely by myself." After a minute she said, "I paid extra on your tuitions so you could both share the same dorm room." "Tuition? Dorm room?" Marissa was stunned. Mistress Crystal said I wasn't worthy enough to go to the Kitten Ranch." "Marissa, that is not a nice name for the school. Granted that is one of the primary function's, the training of kittens like yourselves." She told us. "Crystal could never get a kitten registered there because of what she does with hers. What I rescued you from, you're too pretty to be pimped out to anyone who wants to pay her asking price." "But you bought me from her, You paid twice what she paid my Aunt for me." Marissa was crying softly now. "I can't believe people just buy and sell each other like that," I was shocked. "I mean that's like slavery." Gina pulled my face to hers and softly kissed my lips, "They do it every day Kitten. You two would fetch a quarter million in Spain." At my shocked scared look she smiled, "I would never dream of selling either of you. Now let me show you the house, so you won't wake up frightened in a strange place." At the first bedroom she asked, "Now who wants a canopied bed?" We both spoke up at the same time. "Ok, so who wants a totally pink and lacey bedroom?" "I do, I do," I pleaded. "Then this is your room." She lead us inside showing us we had our own bathrooms with showers. I had a vanity table with a lighted mirror. And the canopy was covered in miles of pink lace gauze material. It had its own walk in closet. "We'll see about filling that tomorrow. Now come along let's have a look at Marissa's room. You both can help me pick out something to make it truly hers." The bed was Canopied just like mine only it had no covers or sheets. No covering on the top or pillows. "I'm sorry Kitten, I hadn't hoped to have two pretty Kittens, so I had to place the order and have it delivered while you were at Tiffany's." Marissa was crying, clinging to her. "It's perfect, thank you. Thank you, I'll be the best Kitten you could ever hope for." "Then in that case, come along. Let me show you both where you'll be sleeping tonight." She went to the master bedroom at the end of the hall opening the door there. The king size waterbed was on a raised platform with four upright posts that looked like small trees. Her vanity was similar to mine only larger with two outer fold in lighted mirrors. Her dresser was mahogany and lined with little fairies along the front of the mirror. A jewelry armoire stood a full five feet tall with glass doors that displayed her expensive jewelry. I heard Marissa gasp, and looked to see her running her fingers over an eye bolt in one of the bed posts. I noticed then that each post held three at different heights. Marissa whimpered and turned her face away from us. Gina was there in an instant holding her. "Do those frighten you? They shouldn't." "Are you going to chain us up at night, and whip us if we don't please you?" "Marissa, how long were you with Crystal? I need to know how much damage she's done." "Two weeks I think," she blubbered. "I'm not sure, I was chained down to a bed just like this until yesterday." "And she let anyone have you who wanted you?" Marissa just cried nodding her head against Gina's breasts. "Erika honey, go to the living room and bring me the little pink book beside the phone, Please." I rushed to find the book, and when I returned, she flipped it open to a page and dialed a number. "Dr. Grisk please. Tell him it's urgent." She waited almost two minutes. "Dr. are you still at the clinic? Yes thank you. I recently acquired a pair of kittens and I need you to check them over. One in particular was badly abused by her previous owner. Yes thank you, in about forty minutes then. Thank you we'll be waiting." After she hung up she said you two wait right here. Dr. Grisk is going to come and see you both. I'll be right back." "Marissa," I asked in a low voice. "What happened? Why did you freak out over those?" I pointed to the Eye bolts. "Miss Gina's like all the rest they chain you to the bed, and you can't escape. And then they whip and beat you into performing for them. They tie you down so you can't move and then everyone gets to take turns doing whatever they want with you." "Not my Kittens they don't!" Gina spat from the doorway as she returned. "That is not what those were intended for Marissa, but since you are so frightened by them I think you should have the honor of removing them." She handed her a large screwdriver, and waited while Marissa just looked at it then the Eye bolts. When it was clear Marissa had no idea what to do she looked at me. "Can you show her?" I took the screwdriver and fed it through the eye, then began to twist it out of the wood. "See Sweetheart, those aren't meant for the same purpose. You can easily remove them." Marissa actually smiled as she went to work twisting the bolts out, delighted at the screeching sound as they came free turn by turn. When she had all twelve of them out Gina cuddled her in her arms. "It's almost time for the Dr. to get here. now go throw those in the trash in the kitchen." We stood at the foot of her bed waiting as she brought the Dr. back to us. "Marissa honey, Dr. Grisk is going to examine you please do everything he asks, I'll be right here." When he asked she turned her back to me and I unzipped her dress. Then she let it fall to the floor at her feet. She stood there in her panties and bra, and I heard the dr. gasp in shock. He glared at Gina, who said, Crystal's work not mine." I could see the tears welling up in Gina's eyes at full sight of the bruises and teeth marks. Dr. Grisk was very gentle giving her a quick exam. "I want you to bring her in to the office in the morning Gina. My god, I'm amazed she isn't in Shock." He slathered some sort of ointment on the bite marks and gave her something he said would help heal the bruises faster. Then it was my turn, he wasn't quite as thorough with me, then again said she should bring me in at the same time. "I assume you intend to start her on Hormone replacement, right?" "Absolutely, and I want the best for my kittens, that's why I called you." "So how long have you had them? Just curious is all." "I picked up Erika yesterday, and I bought Marissa off of Crystal a few hours ago." "I didn't see a Clit piercing or branding tattoo. She's very lucky." "I Bought her just before she was to be pierced, I almost didn't stop the piercing gun in time." She held up her hand to reveal two small cuts. Marissa was getting very tired and drowsy, "I gave her something to help her sleep I hope that was ok." "Yes, she needs a lot of sleep, I've seen a few of Crystal's kittens in the emergency room. She deprives them of sleep the first three weeks while she breaks them in. Among other things." "Other than the bruises and a cracked rib, Erika is in excellent health. You did well in picking your first Kittens, I bet your mother will be proud of you." He left and she said, "Erika would you please help me get Marissa into bed? You get her panties and bra off, and I'll get her a nightie." I unhooked Marissa's bra, and pulled it off of her. Then knelt in the floor to pull her panties off. Her freshly waxed crotch was staring me in the face and her scent was so sweet and pungent. I closed my eyes to savor her scent as I drew her panties down her legs. Only to lean forward, my nose brushing her hairless slit. I froze as her hand touched the top of my head, my breath warm on her little clit peeking out from under the hood. I did what I thought was only right, I kissed it softly. "What happened?" Samantha wanted to know. "I got Smacked on the ass for taking advantage of her in her almost unconscious state." I giggled at the memory. "It stung really good too."