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Kitten, part 4
"Yes it is," I said. "You see unclaimed Kittens don't get pampered the
way the rest of us did. The way you will."
I continued my story, "Those two had been sneaking around for weeks,
hiding out in the unused out buildings, raiding the dining hall when
they thought it was safe.
They met up on the streets and hung together, Hooking whenever necessary
to make money as they hitch hiked cross country.
Tammy heard about the school from one of her Jane's. and the two decided
to look into it. the Jane as she referred to her, had tried to keep
Tammy. But Danielle had smashed the window out of the car pulled her
free. Then took two days to finally pick pocket a cop for his handcuff
key.
Nika, had gotten the full story from them over the past year during the
short periods when they were able to talk.
Looking at my kittens I said, "School Kittens are kept busy between
dinner and midnight. Not only do they have teachers and staff, they have
to perform for the security teams that keep the school safe from
intruders." I let it sink in as I resumed my story again.
After lunch we had orientation. Miss Myra told Nika she should go over
to her own classes. And I assured her we'd look out for Anya for her.
Miss Myra started out by expressing that Kittens were to follow proper
rules of Etiquette at all times. "There is no difference in the
etiquette you are being taught and that of other girls in private
schools around the world," she emphasized. "However it is more strictly
enforced here. be happy you are at our school and not one of the other
three like it."
We got our school books as we were lead in a group to each class room
and introduced to the teachers. The last room we were lead to had a
stage area.
"This is the special education room, you will be here on Wednesday
afternoons. And each will be given homework assignments, then later if
it is your sponsors desire you will be expected to perform your
assignments up here." after a short pause to let it sink in she
continued, "You will be selected at random for class demonstrations of
the assignments by your various instructors. And any and all class room
teaching aides are to be kept in pristine condition. Your sponsors have
paid to have them provided for you. So if you don't want demerits, keep
them clean and ready for use."
We were lead back to the common area, and told to mingle and learn as
much as possible about each other.
We had from five PM until seven PM as free time. Meaning we could do
homework or socialize. But at Seven we were to be in our own rooms. "The
only exceptions are when you are using the bathroom."
"Now since it is three and dinner is not until four, we will have a room
inspection. This is the only one that you will be permitted to have
deficiencies without getting demerits. Now run along and go make sure
your rooms are ready for my inspection. You have thirty minutes
Kittens."
We scrambled to our rooms.
"Crap, room inspections? How are we to know what they expect?" I was on
the edge of panic but I had to keep it together for Marissa and Anya's
sake.
We were straightening everything up making sure everything was dusted
and just so when Nika rushed into the room. She ripped open the doors to
her standup closet then began adjusting the drawers so that each one was
open exactly two inches farther than the one above it.
"Hurry Anya," she urged. "Get your drawers set up just like I showed
you." Looking over at us she asked, "Do you two need help?"
We nodded, and she rushed over to my wardrobe. "Two fingers spacing
between all the hangers. Good your shoes are lined up correctly."
"Marissa, that bed will never do. You have to have it tight. Forty five
degree angles on the corners. Here let me show you how. Anya help
Erika."
My bed only needed the corners retucked. But Marissa's had to be
completely redone.
We'd all helped and had it finished just as Miss Myra and Miss Jennifer
stepped into the room, "Kittens."
We moved quickly to the ends of our beds, standing straight, our feet
together.
"We thought we'd start here since you have a second year student in the
room." They poked and looked through everything. Ran fingers over every
surface looking for dust or dirt. Miss Myra was carrying a short plastic
ruler in her left hand, which she used to measure positions of our desk
lamps, drawers. And the fold over of the bed spreads.
"Beautiful Kittens. Your room is as it should be," Miss Myra announced.
Miss Jennifer slapped her ruler down at the top of my bedspread. "I
disagree, this bedspread is half an inch to short from the headboard."
Now Jennifer, you know you are only here to inspect Nika's area of the
room. Besides it's only a half inch, no harm done."
"Give a Kitten half an inch of leniency and she'll take a mile. Mark my
words Myra you'll have trouble from her all year. And then I'll have to
correct her next year." She spun around glaring at me, "Won't I Kitten?"
"No Ma'am, I'll correct it right away."
"See what did I tell you? Already she's shortening her sentences running
her words together." Miss Jennifer's ruler shot out catching my butt on
the right side and I felt it through my skirt and panties, stinging my
upper thigh.
"Jennifer," it was a reprimand from the hallway.
"Yes Miss Gwendolyn," she spun and left the room.
"I will see you in my office in ten minutes." She entered the room and
asked, "Kitten did she hurt you?"
"No Ma'am," I answered.
"Turn around and lift your skirt, I need to make sure."
I turned around facing my bed and lifted the back of my skirt. I felt
her fingers caress along the line where I'd been smacked with the ruler.
"Gretchen, are you ready for your own class?"
"Yes Ma'am I'll do my best."
"Good, follow Myra on the rest of her inspection. Then she will help you
inspect the second year kittens. They are now your responsibility. I
have to go and apologize to this Kittens Sponsor."
She left the room as quickly as she entered.
"Nika, you did a wonderful job helping them get ready. Why don't you and
your roommates go make sure the rest are just as ready. Gretchen and I
will be back shortly." They left the room and we heard their heels
clicking down the hallway.
"Erika? How bad is it?" Nika asked.
"It only stings where it caught my thigh," I told her.
Nika said, "I'm sorry you're the one who got hurt. But I'm sure glad to
see that Bitch get canned. Come over here and put some hand lotion on
it, that'll help."
As we spread out through the rest of the dorm, everyone seemed to be
aware that a Class teacher had just gotten fired for striking a Kitten
'Without just cause.'
It didn't take us long to get everyone set up. And then Anya said,
"Hurry we have to get back to our room they're coming." She'd been
watching out the window.
We heard the click of heels at the top step then, "Room 209. Come here
Kittens."
We rushed out to stand in front of her, and she handed us each a
clipboard. "You will keep notes during the inspection."
Each room we entered we would write down anything she pointed out. When
she reached our room she only checked one thing. With a smile she said,
"Nice job Kitten. I see you corrected the earlier transgression. No
deficiencies."
Momma Gina and Aunt Tiffany were there when we returned from the dining
hall. "Kitten, let me see where you were smacked."
I turned around and lifted my skirt, aware that there was still a
slightly discolored welt from the end of the ruler. I heard a gasp of
shock as she tenderly kissed the welt. "My poor Kitten. Do you wish to
come home until that's all better?"
"No, No Ma'am. I am fine, it doesn't hurt anymore." I answered. "And I
really don't want to miss any school, it is very important for me to
learn as much as I can."
She caressed my hair and kissed my cheek, "That's my brave Kitten.
You'll get a special treat this weekend for being so brave. And Miss
Myra told me you didn't even cry."
Somehow, having her come to check on me reassured me. I'd been wondering
just what kind of hell I'd gotten myself into. But then as the week
unfolded I realized it was just like any other school as far as the
regular classes went. History, Geography, Math, English, And so on. The
only real difference was the specialized classes.
Everyone filed into the room taking our seats by room number, this made
it easier for the teachers.
"Welcome class," said the instructor. She was prancing across the raised
stage in a Leather cat suit and six inch stiletto's. My name is Mistress
Bianca. You may call me Mistress. In the boxes under each of your seats
you will find a full assortment of items to be used in your special
education. Take care of them!"
"Now, for the next four weeks your assignment will be self-exploration.
You cannot be expected to pleasure your Mistress or her guests if you do
not first know how to pleasure yourself. On the desks in front of you
are the primary manuals to this class. The Kama sutra, The Art of Love,
And volumes one and two of the Joy of Sex."
Someone near the front held up their hand. "Yes Kitten, you have a
question?"
"None of these books say anything about S&M."
"So you wish to learn about the pleasure of pain do you Kitten Fiona?"
"Yes please."
"Very well then, since you failed to address me twice by the proper
title, the punishment is five demerits for each infraction I believe, am
I correct?"
"The demerit hand out says Four."
Everyone in the room could see it unfolding. Fiona had just earned
twelve demerits in two minutes of conversation.
The ruler in Mistress Bianca's hand smacked down with a loud snap
against her leather clad thigh. "Kitten Fiona, get up here right this
instant." Fiona hurried to comply.
"Bring that chair over her to center stage."
She dragged the chair across the floor. "How long have you been a kitten
Fiona? Surely your Mistress taught you better manners." She reached up
after taking a seat and looked at the tags hanging from Fiona's collar.
"I see your Mistress has given Disciplinary permissions to the school
instructors." Fiona stated to cry, "I've not even begun the spanking
yet. Or do you think Crocodile Tears will save you?"
"No, No Mistress. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to misbehave. But I am
prepared to take my just punishment."
"Very well then. You may assume the position." Fiona pushed her panties
down to her ankles then lifted her skirt and lay across Mistress
Bianca's lap. Seeing as how it is the beginning of the year, I will only
give you half of what you earned.
Smack, "What is my proper title?"
Smack, "Mistress Bianca"
Smack, "How many times did you transgress?"
Smack, "Three Mistress Bianca"
Smack, "And what was the third Transgression?"
Smack, "This kitten failed to lift the chair Mistress Bianca"
She leaned forward and kissed Fiona, "Now you may cum Kitten." Smack,
smack, smack, smack. With the last smack Fiona began to jerk and spasm
squealing out in pure joy at the pain. Mistress Bianca had used only her
bare hand.
Tears streaming from her eyes a look of pure pleasure Fiona said, "Thank
you for Caring about me Mistress Bianca, I'll be a good Kitten."
I wasn't sure but I didn't think school faculty would kiss a student
passionately after being disciplined.
"Now, you will each prepare a paper on your own personal Erogenous
zones, to be handed in by three PM Friday. Class dismissed. Fiona Love
come here."
"yes Mistress."
As we headed back to our rooms to get ready for dinner the term House
Kitten was spoken over and over again in reference to Fiona.
Then she was absent at dinner, and we began to wonder. About halfway
through though Mistress Bianca entered with Fiona on a leash. Fiona was
carrying both their trays.
When she had set Mistress Bianca's down, the Mistress reached up and
unfastened the leash, folded it neatly and handed it to Miss Myra.
"Fiona, sit down a moment." When the girl sat on one of the unoccupied
chairs Mistress Bianca removed the house collar, and everyone gasped.
But it was quickly replaced with a very pretty sparkly pink one.
"Remember, you are my Kitten now. Make me proud."
"Yes Mistress," she curtseyed and picked up her tray. Rushing to join
her table.
We were sitting close enough to overhear part of the conversation at the
faculty table.
"Bianca, thank you for keeping your word. I had a moment of doubt I
admit when her registration hadn't been changed before the class
started." Miss Myra said.
"I need a Kitten of my own, and your class needed a demonstration of
what to expect," Bianca said. "I'm happy she trusted me enough to
misbehave for me when I asked her to."
"Of the nine free range kittens in my class why did you choose her?"
"Myra, she is the weakest of them. She needs protecting. Hell I spent
most of the summer in the infirmary nursing her back to health after we
found her beside the back fence remember," Mistress Bianca reminded
Myra. "Four broken ribs and a broken jaw looking like she'd been dumped
out of a moving car."
"Yes and now look at her, so pretty and delicate. You've done a fine job
with her."
"Thank you. She cost me half this year's salary, but I'd have given it
all up for her."
"My god Bianca," one of the other teachers exclaimed. "The S&M Mistress
of the school has a soft spot for a Kitten."
"Shut up, Candy." Myra told her. "You don't know what's going on so stop
acting like you do."
Miss Gwendolyn walked up to them then, "Bianca, some of the Sponsors
have taken up a collection for you. Their way of saying thank you, as
well as wanting to help you heal. It's about time too I think."
"What do you mean?"
"Certain Sponsors who know the whole story have come forward since you
made it known you were intending to buy Fiona, and paid her fees for
you. She is all yours, a gift from those who love you."
Mistress Bianca, tears streaming from her eyes said "Thank you" in low
soft voice and ran from the dining hall. Fiona looking up from her table
saw it and looked anxiously at the head table.
"Kitten Fiona, Your Mistress needs you." Was all that was said and she
flew from the dining hall in pursuit of her New Mistress.
After dinner everyone was buzzing about what had taken place. But no one
had any answers. Finally Nika said, "I heard rumors, but I don't know if
there's anything to it."
"Something about a class field trip that got caught up in a bus high
jacking and Mistress Bianca's Kitten getting stabbed or shot or
something. Like I said it was all speculation."
Someone entered the common room and cleared their throat. It was Miss
Myra, she'd taken off her high heels. Everyone fell dead silent.
In the center of the room she turned looking at each one of us, "You
wonder to what levels we would go to, to protect you here. why we can
seem so uncaring about you."
"Undoubtedly every last one of you thought Mistress Bianca was the
epitome of evil, did you not?"
Silence and down cast eyes filled the room. "Let me tell you about
Mistress Bianca. Nine years ago she was sitting right here in this same
room, a Kitten just like you are. She was a free range, House Kitten.
But we didn't have all the safety rules we do today. No every kitten had
to perform in the special classes. It didn't matter if your owner was
super rich. You had to learn everything the same as all the rest."
"After she graduated, having never had a Mistress of her own she bought
one of the other house kittens. She and two others were going along on a
field trip to see an Apollo mission lift off. They'd volunteered to help
shepherd the kittens who had permission."
"The bus never made it, there was an accident. And it was hanging over
the side of a bridge." Miss Myra's eyes grew distant as if remembering
the scene in detail.
"Bianca helped us get the Kittens off. All but three people were off
that bus. Bianca, Brittany her Kitten and Miss Gwendolyn. Bianca was
holding herself up using a seat and told her to get off the bus, but
they both knew that only one of them would make it. the bus was moving,
slipping slowly over the edge. Bianca didn't think she would live, so
she told Brittany one last time to get Miss Gwendolyn and get off the
bus."
"Brittany pushed Miss Gwendolyn clear and then tried to go back and get
Bianca out."
"They were twenty feet under water when Bianca finally got free. But
Brittany was pinned between rows of seats."
"So if you think Mistress Bianca is being harsh insisting on your
following directions to the letter, think again. Brittany would be alive
today if she'd done what she was told."
"Bianca could have gotten off the bus at any time while helping everyone
else off, but she stayed to get us Kittens off, when it was just the
three of them she was too far back to make it to the door," Miss Sandra
finished the story.
We all sat in silence after that, thinking about the story. Yes the
rules seemed harsh unfair even, but they had validity. There was a real
purpose for those rules. Those responsible for us needed us to
understand they were ready to put themselves in harm's way to protect
us. They had to trust us to do as we were told to make it easier to
protect us. And that meant following directions without question.
Were we slaves? To a degree, Yes. But we were willing slaves I realized.
Anyone of us could just up and walk out at any time. But then where
would we be? Homeless, living on the streets selling ourselves to get
money to eat.
We'd be worse off than here, and I could see it in the eyes of the ones
who'd thought it was cruel of their Mistress' to send them here. they
finally understood just how much they were loved and cherished. And
there were so many more reasons than the simple obvious ones for the
pleasure classes.
That night in bed I lay long after the lights had been turned out,
exploring my body. Touching, caressing, logging in my mind every place
that raised even the slightest bit of stimulus.
Miss Myra tapped my shoulder the next morning at breakfast. "What's that
you're working on Kitten?"
"My Self Awareness essay, Miss Myra."
"Oh Gina is going to be so proud of you Kitten."
"When Friday came I had a full thirty pages on where and how, and my
thoughts on what connected to what in my bodies stimulation sequences.
How each one reacted to the next all the way up to orgasm, as well as
what to do to prolong the inevitable."
"Kitten Erika, Please stay after class." Mistress Bianca said when the
bell rang.
"Yes Mistress Bianca?"
"I certainly wish I could use you as well as your essay to demonstrate
in class how much effort you put into your assignment. But Miss Gina has
both you and your sister Kitten registered as Daughter Kittens. So I
wanted to ask you who you thought might be useful to demonstrate your
research."
"Mistress Bianca, I, I really don't know who I could suggest, I mean it
was written about myself specifically."
"It's just the two of us here Kitten," she said. "So speak up and don't
worry about all the proper title nonsense. Just tell me how I can use
this paper to demonstrate your theories and research."
"Nonsense? Mistress Bianca, proper titles have much more purpose than
just showing respect and authority. If I let my discipline relax this
once would it not make it easier to allow it to slip, possibly at a most
inopportune moment? Please forgive me Mistress I mean no disrespect, I
just want to remain a good and loyal Kitten to be worthy of the honor
Miss Gina has bestowed upon me sending me here to learn from those who
also care about my welfare and education."
She drew back stunned, almost shocked then burst into laughter. "Oh my
god how I hope Gina realizes and truly appreciates you. I wish I had
that little tirade of yours on film for the rest to see."
Tirade, oh god I thought, I'm in big trouble.
"Erika? Kitten are you in here?" Miss Gina called from the doorway.
"We're back here Gina," Mistress Bianca answered.
"Erika have you gotten into trouble?" she saw the worried look on my
face, as I whimpered afraid of how much trouble I'd just gotten into.
They looked at each other, then at me. "Oh no, Erika Honey, did you
think you were in trouble now?" Mistress Bianca asked. "No, dearest. If
ever I heard a more proper Kitten Tirade that deserved praise it was
your last outburst. I just wished that the others could have heard it,
and understood the reasons behind everything we do here."
"Tirade? Erika, did you throw a tantrum?" Miss Gina wanted to know.
"Yes Ma'am, I did. I'm sorry I didn't mean too." my mind was spinning a
hundred miles an hour trying to figure out what was going on. Mistress
Bianca should be outraged at me but instead she was just amused and even
seemed happy.
"Gina, you have a Kitten to be most proud of here." she handed her my
report, then said. "When I told that it was just the two of us and she
didn't need to be so formal she threw an ever living hissy fit about the
breaking down of discipline and the dangers it posed to her as well as
everyone else. And did so in true kitten form remembering to use proper
titles throughout its entirety where needed."
"Why on earth did she do that?"
"I wanted her opinion on who would be best to demonstrate her findings
on self-awareness. This is the best report I've ever seen, so thorough
and complete."
Miss Gina knelt in front of me then and asked, "Who do you think should
demonstrate your findings Kitten?"
I lowered my eyes, as I answered her. "Me Ma'am. I mean, it's about
myself so it's only reasonable I should demonstrate it Miss Gina."
"Kitten, you realize that means standing naked before the entire class
and allowing Mistress Bianca to stimulate you over and over again to the
point of orgasm?"
I lifted my head, "Yes Ma'am. But if it helps other Kittens to
understand is that a bad thing?"
She was smiling at me, "No Lovey. That is a good thing. And I know
you'll make me proud." She turned to Bianca, "It looks like you have an
eager volunteer."
"Thank you both." She said wincing as she tried to stand. Gina and I
both caught her before she fell forward. I saw that a lace on her
leather corset had snapped and unthreaded when she started to stand.
Fiona was there in seconds, "Mistress, please."
"Fiona dear heart, be a love and fetch me that spare lacing you tried to
talk me into this morning." The girl reached in her purse and pulled it
out.
"Fiona, we'll hold her up. You just get that new lacing done up as
quickly as possible. We don't want anyone questioning if she's capable
of teaching now do we?"
"No Miss Gina, I'm hurrying." It took five minutes to get the old lace
out and the new one in and cinched tight.
"Erika, Please don't tell anyone about this," Fiona pleaded.
"Tell anyone about what? That your Mistress asked mine for permission to
use me to demonstrate my findings?"
"No I mean about," I put my fingers to her lips.
"That never happened," I looked at her. "Mistress Bianca is in no danger
from me telling her secrets. I happen to admire the hell out of her."
She kissed me, and we all left in search of Marissa.
I looked over at Samantha and Hope, they were about to fall asleep, then
I noticed the time. It was nearly two thirty.
"All right Kittens, time to go to sleep. I'll tell you more tomorrow." I
kissed them both on the forehead, then the lips, as I slid in so that
Hope was snuggled between us as we fell asleep.
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