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Iridani Kitten Academy, 1 By: Bernice 14 Standing in her office Mistress Gwendolyn peered out her window over the courtyard in front of her School. The kittens had begun to arrive for the new school year, and she had three IGP Transports due to arrive, two in the next two hours, the third in another three days. Plus on top of it all she was embarking on yet another first, she was opening two lower grades to Kittenettes in the last two years before they started High School and the specialized Kitten Courses. Diamond Back was bringing the Kittenettes transferring from Earth. Princess of Pain was bringing her a load of potential young Kittens from a few of the Juvenile detention facilities in her sector. And Howler was bringing a group from her sector as well. Mistress Tyree and Fillandra, her two oldest daughters, were on hand with several of the first year Kitten Mistress' waiting to take charge of the new 'Volunteer' House Kittens. Never before had one of the Kitten Academies accepted House Kittens from a detention facility. But the young ladies at Malissa's Academy had done so well the year before that her Daughter Mistress' were sure that they could do just as well here. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Mistress?" called Kitten Chichi, my new receptionist. "Yes Kitten?" "Howler is twenty minutes out, Mistress." I could hear the uncertainty in her voice. I'd told her to let me know when the first transport dropped through the portal. Chichi was a newly graduated House Kitten taking courses in Business Administration by correspondence while working as my receptionist. Her official title was Mistress Kitten. No longer a Kitten Student, yet still a kitten while pursuing her four years of higher education, she was in a Mistress position over the Kittens still in school here. "Thank you Kitten, please let me know when Princess of Pain 'drops' through. I'll expect an essay tomorrow morning on the importance of following directions," I told her. "Precious, shall we?" She followed me as I made my way toward the parking lot. "Dillandra, the first transport is almost here," I said into my new earring communicator. Mistress Dillandra was in charge of the Uniforms and personal items issued to each Kitten in the Kitten Store. Brennie was already standing there with her clipboard, the six House Collars draped over her arm for the new arrivals. There were two Lycans, a Delphinian, a Demonian and two Rixxian's aboard Howler. All requesting to become House Kittens. It would be interesting to see how well the two Rixxian's faired as kittens. As a race Rixxian's enjoyed pain with their pleasure. The males enjoyed inflicting it, where the females thrived on receiving it. Some however were special in that they really enjoyed both. I was hoping that these two potential kittens were of the latter variety. I'd only known one Rixxian personally who had enjoyed both giving as well as receiving pain, but very few knew that the current Rixxian Queen Leeki, had been trained at the Demonian Kitten Academy. As I reached the parking lot Chichi called me again, "Berta on the gate needs your assistance, Mistress." "Kitten, that's five demerits. What is Mistress Berta's proper title?" I asked. "M, Mistress Berta, Mistress." "Very good Kitten. I'm thinking I'm in the mood for the Purple Restraints tonight," I told her as I spotted the source of trouble at the gate while thinking that Chichi might very well be trying to purposefully accumulate demerits toward a spanking. A Centaur stood there, a young human girl wearing a collar and leash stood dutifully at her side. I quickly searched my memory from the winter festival. "Lana, how nice to see you, and Kitten?" I hesitated. Lana prodded her to step forward. "Kitten Cherrie, Head Mistress," she answered with a curtsey. We didn't normally accept Centaur's kittens as they seldom returned after the first or second year. I knew it was mostly because Centaurs rarely had the funds to afford the tuition fees. "Kitten," prompted Lana. "Mistress, please accept this Kittens full four years of tuition in advance. I really wish to learn everything possible to please my Mistress." Lana dropped her eyes as she held forth a leather wallet. I heard a nicker and snort of approval and looked up to see the Nongen Centaur, Delrina leading another younger one, Rosina on a leash heading for the gates. Rosina was just barely of age to attend here and had only recently pledged herself to Delrina, who was busy herself learning to become a Cougar from Erika Tyler. I'd first realized the pair were Cougar and Kitten after watching the horses perform at the Tyler Ranch. I knew that Erika had added a Centaur Kitten to her already unusually large number. One more and she would reach her personal limit. Most cougars only kept one, maybe two at the most. But Erika had four now and a Kittenette. I scrawled my signature on the gate passes. "Mistress' please follow me, we need to clear the gate for Howler who will be here in a few moments." "Tyree," I got her attention. "I trust you to oversee the new arrivals." "Yes Mistress," answered Tyree. In my office I opened the wallet. It was all there, the entire four years' worth of tuition. Both cougars had brought it in advance. And I now looked at Delrina's offered tuition. I looked at both of them then their Kittens, "You understand the fees are nonrefundable?" "Yes Mistress," they both answered. I took out two years' worth of tuition from each one. "Just between us, because I know that neither of you can afford this much without hardships," I handed the rest back. "Do not worry, I will accept them for the full four years." Then I looked into their Kitten's eyes. "Tell no one about this Kittens." "Yes Mistress." They answered and I could feel the excitement radiating from them. "We still have a week to go before school starts. But I see no reason why we can't finish the enrollment then let you get your uniforms and set up your dorm rooms in advance," I smiled. "And you can meet the House Kittens and those who are already here too." I walked them to Admissions and then excused myself to go join my Daughter Kittens in checking in our new arrivals. "Mistress, Princess of Pain is dropping through the portal," reported Chichi. "Thank you Kitten," I answered. Dinessa Yorre stood watching as the Young Kitten hopefuls stood waiting to be collared as they were checked off and then led by an experienced House Kitten to Admissions. My eyes fell on the frightened looking Rixxian, smaller than the others her same age. She had her head down, but I could tell she was watching me. "Reeta, House Kitten number I-5-27," called off Mistress Brennie. The other Rixxian stepped forward, head high, not a bit of shyness showing. She stretched her neck out for her collar. "Relax Kitten, we cannot get a proper fit if you stretch your neck," warned Fillandra as she took the collar and began threading the end through the buckle. Mistress Brennie only had one collar left now. "Chantilly, House Kitten number I-5-28-T," she called off as Tyree reached for the collar. "Pardon Mistress, my name is Chantilly Lace, Please," she squeaked out. Three sets of eyes bore into her own at her correction. Reaching out I took the collar from Tyree. "Correction accepted," I said. "House Kitten Chantilly Lace, number I-5-28-T, HM-1," I stated as I clipped a second tag to the leash loop before fastening the collar, adjusting it so that it wasn't too tight. Next I fastened my personal leash to the loop. I let my fingertips play softly over her stiffened nipples. "Chantilly Lace, and a Pretty Face," my fingers ran through her hair drawn up in a high ponytail. "And a Ponytail hanging down. You really are a big eyed girl, do you want me to teach you to make the world go round?" She blushed and curtseyed, "Yes Please Mistress." I wondered if she had any idea I was quoting an Earth song by Jerry Lee Lewis. For some reason this Kitten really intrigued me. She wouldn't be the first Trans-Kitten I'd taken for my own. But she was the very first Transgendered Rixxian I had ever encountered. I couldn't remember ever hearing about any other Trans Rixxian's either, so this Kitten warranted special attention. I'd not missed the little silver bead resting on her tongue, or the four round protrusions standing out around each nipple through the tight, thin T-shirt she was wearing from the Helix Detention Facility. Each of the new Kittens already had a Naval Piercing. But those piercings were actually tracking devices inserted upon arrival at the Detention Facility in case they should escape. I looked over the clipboard quickly, noting that neither of my Daughters had claimed a House Kitten yet. They were both certainly eligible to do so, it had been a few years for both of them, and they preferred to only have one Kitten at a time. "Come along Kitten," I led Chantilly personally to Admissions, overseeing her in processing. Then to uniform issue where I helped her to get the correct sizes in everything. As she stood up from fastening the straps of her new two inch heels I saw the tears in her eyes. "Kitten, are they too tight?" I asked and heard several gasps. "N, No Mistress," she answered. "Then why are you crying?" demanded Dillandra. "They, they are so pretty Mistress. I never had such pretty shoes before." She was trying to prance in them and doing more wobbling than I was comfortable with. "Slowly Kitten," I cautioned her. "You need to learn to walk in your new heels before you begin to prance." "Here you go Kitten, your second pair," Dillandra added the second pair atop her pile of uniforms. "T, two pairs?" she gasped in shock. "I, I mean two pairs Mistress?" "Yes you twig brain," growled one of the Lycans in a low voice. "Kitten 23," said Tyree. "That is a derogatory term here. Two demerits." "Yes Kitten, you get two pairs to start out with and a pair of gym shoes. Come let's get the rest of your things then go find your room," I told her as I helped her pack everything into her clothing hamper. "So our Head Mistress has found her first Kitten here on Iridani," I heard one of the Mistress Kittens say and smiled to myself. "M, Mistress what do they mean about the Head Mistress?" asked Chantilly as we moved through the Kitten Store getting her the basic necessities like a toothbrush, hairbrush, tooth paste, deodorant and etc. Taking her hand in mine I said, "They are talking about you Sweetie. You are the Head Mistress' Kitten now." "M, M, Me? You want me Mistress? No one ever wanted me before," she had tears in her eyes all over again. I'd not missed the piercings as she'd changed into her school uniform. This young kitten was no stranger to sex, but I doubted she'd ever had a truly positive experience before. I also knew that her classmates would be jealous of not just her status as my Kitten, but of the fact she also had her nipple and tongue piercings. The rest if not already pierced would receive their Naval piercings at the end of their first week here. Tongue piercings were second year, nipples were third year, and genitals were optional fourth year piercings. She had her new uniforms and everything neatly folded and placed in the large rolling clothes hamper that she now pulled behind her as I led her to the First Year Dorm studying her class and room assignment. Though I held onto her leash, my arm stayed around her shoulders, guiding and steadying her on her heels. The closer we got to her dorm the steadier she was walking. I felt the little ripples of excitement as the goose bumps rose up on her bare arms. "What is it Kitten?" I asked gently. "The, the breeze is tickling my tummy Mistress," she blushed. Then to my astonishment she asked, "Can I please have a pretty tummy piercing like the other Kittens?" "It is, 'May I', Kitten. Not Can I?" I corrected gently. "May I please Mistress?" Chantilly asked as I helped her up the steps to her room on the second floor. "Yes you may, but will you show me what you have in the box first?" they had each stepped off the Transport carrying a little sealed box. Sitting on the foot of her bed she broke the seal and opened it. Inside were little crude piercing rings. Now that we were alone I looked closer at her facial features. She had tiny holes in each eyebrow, piercing holes in both sides of her nose, and half a dozen in each ear. Now she dropped her head again and I heard her sniffling. "P, please don't make me wear these again, please." "Chantilly Lace, look at me Kitten," I said as I lifted her eyes to mine. "These are not the kinds of piercings that the school approves of. Is that why you and the others took them out?" I asked. "No Mistress. Commander Yorre ordered one of her troops to remove them. She said they were not something Kittens should wear," was the answer. I suspected the answer to my next question even before I asked it. "If you didn't like wearing them Kitten, why did you have them?" "They were done by the older girls who claimed us. It was to show who we belonged to." I reached down now and gently unbuttoned her blouse, then opened the front clasp of her bra. "And these?" I prompted as I let my thumbs caress her double pierced nipples. "Kitten, we are alone here. Please be honest with me, I won't punish you for it," I promised. "They were done by the older girls, but, but I really like them now that they stopped hurting." "Did they do the double piercings at the same time?" I asked. "No mistress, the second one was after the first ones stopped hurting." She was fidgeting on the edge of the bed. Letting my left hand slide down to her thigh, slowly easing my hand upward until I cupped her crotch. I watched her eyes as the shiver of excitement washed over her, her tears beginning to well up in the corners of her eyes. "And this one?" I let my middle finger caress the ring through the head of her Girlycock. Then I felt the one I hadn't seen behind her scrotum. Her tears were flowing freely now, "Please, please don't tease me. Don't lock them together please Mistresss." I eased her pantys to the side letting her rapidly stiffening Girlycock free as my fingers slowly stroked her already oozing shaft. I tapped my earring and said, "Tyree, I need a pair of cutters." I dropped to my knees in front of her opening my own blouse as I leaned in to lick and nibble at her nipples. My free hand guiding hers to my own breasts as I lowered my mouth to her. My tongue washing gently over the pierced head, lapping up the oozing pre-cum. I felt my pierced nipples sliding between her fingers. "Will you give over your free will to me, to trust in me to guide you through these most difficult years for such a young Kitten? To educate and to love you, that no one else might touch you without my permission?" I asked and heard the gasp from behind as my mouth sucked her fully between my lips. I felt the shivers begin as she started to cum, "Y, yessssss Misssstresssssssssss." I lifted my cum filled mouth, pressing my lips to hers as I shared her cum with her. My fingers already removing the House Kitten Tag. "Lay back kitten, so I can reach this without hurting you," I instructed. "Oh my god Momma," gasped Tyree handing me the cutters. When it was done and the offending piercing was out I kissed the spot before kissing the pierced head of her Girlycock. "Kitten, this is your Mistress Sister Tyree." I felt giddy, I had never officially adopted a Kitten in her first year, let alone on her first day. But here I had already removed the House tag, leaving my own in its place. "Momma, we'll have the new tag made before dinner," promised Tyree. "Fill, Momma's done it. She just adopted Chantilly Lace," she informed her sister. I stayed with her helping to set up her room properly as Lana joined us helping her Kitten, Cherrie do the same. "Kitten," I got her attention. "This is Precious, if I send her to you, you will follow her. No one will stop you when she is with you." She had seen Gambichow's before, but never met one. I encouraged her to pet Precious and get to know her, knowing that the familiarity would give her an immunity to the pheromones in a Gambichow's slobber. "Do not look her in the eyes until she accepts you," I guided her hand up holding her wrist gently until Precious pushed her nose under it. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Cougar Town House of Corrections, Earth: "Mistress Bianca, you have a call from Iridani," said my secretary. "Tyree?" I answered it as her face filled the video screen. "Brace yourself Little Sister, you aren't the youngest anymore," she said. "Not the youngest what?" I asked curiously. "Momma just adopted a new Kitten Daughter," said Fillandra as she broke into the conversation. "Yes a first year Kitten who just arrived today," confirmed Tyree. "Are you two jealous?" I accused wondering what was really going on. "B, Chantilly was a House Kitten, newly arrived on Howler," added Fillandra. "Chantilly, as in Chantilly Lace?" I was amused by the name and my question brought up her file. "B, Momma never adopts a First Year Kitten," they said. "We're worried about her." "Look I think it's just that she is missing her Great Grandkitten, you saw how she was with Carlotta this summer," I reminded my two older sisters. The fact that neither had actually gone so far as to adopt any of their Kittens meant that Momma didn't get to see her Grand Kittens very often. Plus add the fact she'd had a lot of interaction with Corra Pierce after she impressed Sheba, and it all made sense. Then I switched subjects, "So Tyree, are you ready for Sadie's first litter?" "I can't believe how huge she's gotten," giggled Fillandra. "And of course I was really surprised when he returned here." "Oh pray tell sister," I could feel her excitement. "He got Digger too!" she chuckled. "Right in the Pierces back yard, of course they were still on Earth at the time." "Oh no, are you going to have problems with both there having Kittens at the same time?" I asked knowing how territorial nursing Gambichow's could be with another nursing one close by. "We are jumping to Earth in four days. Momma wants me to stay with Mistress Gina until they are weened," stated Fillandra. "So that she can choose foster mothers safely without Sadie getting jealous?" I prompted. "Yes but can I come by for visits while I'm there?" "You'd better, or I'll send one of my Mistresses to fetch you," I laughed. Dressella stepped into my office then, "Is Mistress Fillandra coming with Digger?" she was excited by the prospect. "Yes she is and you and Gigi will get to visit," I assured her. "Will she bring me a copy of Tyree's report?" After mating with the other two Gambichow's, Grumbles, the only known Male in existence at the time had kept Sadie around for nearly a week. Tyree had documented thee other younger males, but had only gotten pictures from a distance. Everyone had been worried, Gambichow's never allowed another near their chosen mates. But the three had gotten along, even defending each other from wild Chows. Sadie had seemed to be more or less a Queen over the wild Chows that seemed to wander in just long enough to mate then leave. "Sis," Tyree got my attention. "He seemed to be looking for something when he was here. And not just Sheba either, he, he nosed around your room a lot." After a minute she said, "I haven't told anyone that he keeps visiting. But I think Momma knows, I'm sure Precious and Sadie do." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was time for the Kitten Academy Conference, all three Head Mistresses sat at the head table in their dining halls as the staff and Mistresses gathered around. "Gwendolyn, who is that Kitten at your feet?" asked Kasha. "Kasha, this is Chantilly Lace, my new Kitten Daughter," I announced as I caressed her hair, coaxing her to sit in my lap. Everyone greeted her happily as she shyly hugged her face into my bosom. "Please forgive her, she's still very shy," I said. Then we began getting down to business. "Gwen, I understand you are opening up your Academy to Kittenettes in the last two years before they are old enough to attend the specialized classes," announced Gina, herself already well aware of the plans. "Yes, it's like the Kitten Prep School being run by Mamie Tyler," I explained. "Only we have those young Kittenettes here under our wings." "Is there a problem with Malissa's Academy?" asked Kasha. "Oh no not at all. It's just those at the shelter who are more determined to become full-fledged Kittens have been begging Marissa to try and get them more Kitten oriented classes." "Oh, then we will all definitely be watching to see how it turns out for you," stated Kasha. "They all understand that they will not be allowed to learn any of the specialized skills until they reach the approved age," I said. "What the hell?" gasped Kasha as a commotion broke out in my dining hall in front of me. Precious Sadie and Digger were clearing the center of the room. "Gwendolyn," she began then suddenly there were two Male Chows in the midst of my Dining hall. I recognized Grumbles by his size, but not the younger one as 'he' advanced toward the split view screen. I could see Fiona as she rushed forward to see what was going on, and then only Grumbles remained. A moment later I watched Fiona as she rolled under the full weight of the young male. He wasn't attacking her, he was slobbering all over her, and stunned, shocked silence followed. Slowly he began to growl at those around her until she placed her hand on his neck. "Calm Sulltan, calm," she said and he sat at her feet. "G, Gramma, what just happened? Why can I understand him?" she asked directing her question towards me. "Gwendolyn, he just impressed her," stated Kasha. "I wasn't aware that Fiona could jump." "She doesn't, or at least not that she's ever told anyone about," I said. Suddenly Sulltan disappeared only to reappear with Carlota and Lumia. Lumia looked terrified, Carlota cooed happily. "Ladies, this meeting is adjourned until further notice," announced Kasha, the Head Mistress of the oldest Established Academy. Grumbles was still here, Precious, Sadie and Digger at his side. He squatted back on his haunches and let out a Whoop, Whoop howl and suddenly Kasha and Dezzi, Fiona and Sulltan, were there. With a purpose he strode to Kasha ignoring Dezzi as she lowered herself defensively into a crouch. When he pressed his nose to the palm of her hand, her eyes shot open wide. Then suddenly he was gone. "He, he has commanded Sulltan to remain with Fiona," she said. "He has gone to visit his Granddaughter before he goes home to Halcion." Suddenly Robert Parnell and his daughters Lolly and Tandy were there with Angel and Pogo. Seeing Pogo with the girls reminded me of Sheba with Corra, only Pogo was a bit bigger. "Daddy look a boy Chow!" Tandy was excited. Kasha having made a mental contact with Grumbles filled the rest of us in on what was happening. "Until recently there have never been more than three male Chows at any one time. Grumbles, through contact with Corra, has decided to stop the challenges. He has brought the latest changeling here to bond with Fiona rather than allow the fight for dominance that would end in the death of one or more of the four living Males," she explained. "Fiona, I am sorry if you hoped to impress a little lady from Digger's litter. But I think you understand the honor you have here," she looked deep into her eyes. "Yes Mistress, Sulltan is my Bondmate. Will I now have every Chow within easy jumping distance coming to mate?" she asked. "Possibly, but it will not be widely publicized. We still do not know enough about the Males. How exactly it is that they are created." Now it was Fiona's turn to explain what she just recently learned. "They reach an age somewhere around three hundred years and they go into hibernation. Then when they wake up, if they are not discovered by the other Chows, they will have transformed into Males," explained Fiona from what she had learned from Sulltan in the short time. "I still cannot believe that Sadie and Digger were so calm with each other when Grumbles was here." "They would not fight in the presence of a Male Chow, they are Queens, having been chosen by him," Blushed Fillandra. "They only fight over a lesser species male. But a Male Chow is at the top of the dominance chain, it takes so long to reach that point, if they survive," added Tyree. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Malissa, there is a new Chow," began Sophie in the dining room. "Grumbles!!!!!!!" squealed Corra as she and Sheba rushed to the back door. He hung around for a little while then left after meeting each member of the family to include the Lizards. After the excitement wore off I excused myself, "I have an early day tomorrow. I'm going to the Kitten Academy to help Mistress Gwendolyn get set up for her seventh and eighth grade kittens." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was up early, dressing in my MAG teacher's uniform, I wrapped a delicate lace shawl around my shoulders against the slight morning chill. I would be having breakfast at the Kitten Academy. Of course with me going to the Kitten Academy, Corra and Sheba naturally had to tag along. But it was Corra and Sheba who jumped me there to find Precious, Digger, and Sadie playing in the faculty courtyard with another Chow half again larger than they were. Then I noticed he was a Male as he bounded over toward us. "Sulltan, gentle," called a young Mistress from where she sat drinking her morning yea with the other Chow Bondmates. She had a Genefren Kitten and a half Genefren toddler close by. Then I noticed the Rixxian Kitten for the first time as she sat close to Mistress Gwendolyn. An older house Kitten rushed off to fetch another tea cup as I was invited to sit down as introductions were made. "Mommy can I play wiff Carlota and the Chows, please?" asked Corra. "Yes but please behave," I told her. "Carlota, no biting, remember," cautioned the young Mistress Fiona. "I promise Mommy," but she was already racing after the rest. "I didn't know there were any other Males," I said. "Sulltan is the first Male to bond with anyone," explained Mistress Gwendolyn. "He is also the youngest of the only four in existence. Grumbles brought him here last night in an attempt to save him from being challenged. He jumped to Earth and bonded with my Grandkitten Fiona." "I thought they wouldn't bond after they began to hunt on their own," I said. "Apparently it is a male thing. But of course we know so little about the Males." "Momma, I better get ready to go." Tyree stood up then explained, "I am taking Fiona's place until after the Kits are weened. We don't want to take a chance with two nursing Bitches in such close proximity." I remembered then that there had been reported incidents in the past between Chow mothers becoming overly aggressive with each other. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Having Malissa here to help us finalize things was really a godsend. She knew just what we'd missed when we were setting things up over the summer. We were still trying to decide what to call the two newest classes when she made her suggestion. "Those two grades at my Academy and my husbands are referred to as Junior High, why not call them First and Second Junior Years." "Yes that would be a lot easier than changing the year structure for the rest," I agreed. "First Junior Kittens, and Second Junior Kittens?" asked Fillandra. "Oh I love it," giggled Mistress Brennie one of the Mistress Kittens. "It sounds better than First and Second Year Kittenette's." "Yes, it will set them apart from those much younger," added Fillandra. At the prescribed time Fiona got Kitten Lumia's attention. "Please watch over Carlota and Corra, don't let them get into trouble," then she kissed her softly. "Yes Mistress, thank you." In Administration we found the rush already beginning as Cougars brought not only their established Kittens, but those Kittenettes that fell within the Junior Kitten range. I noticed that Chantilly kept looking at the shawl worn by Miss Malissa as she flitted back and forth bringing us forms and carrying paperwork to the proper Mistress. Then I noticed that each time she was near her she would reach out to touch it. By noon the flow had slowed down, so I called a lunch break. "Mistress Gwendolyn?" I looked over to Malissa. She'd taken off the shawl and draped it over the back of her chair during the morning rush. "Yes," I answered. "Would it be alright if I gave Chantilly my Shawl? I really think a pretty kitten named Chantilly Lace should have a Chantilly Lace shawl don't you?" "Kitten, what do you say?" I prompted. "Thank you Mistress, I will take really good care of it," she curtsied as it was handed to her. Then wasted no time in wrapping it around her shoulders, tears in her eyes as she did a little prance of joy. "Go ahead Kitten, get yourself some lunch," I told her. "We'll be along in a moment."