Aww what the hell
That’s why I’m sat in darkness in a cold stone room dwelling on these thoughts. I think it’s dark and has stone walls at least. The blindfold makes it hard to tell though; it’s certainly a small room at least. The chains on my wrists and ankles have let me crawl around and feel the walls and floor, so I could draw a mental image in my head. My newest master kept me in these chains semi-permanently, and he has never taken the blindfold off, so I don’t even know what he looks like. All I know is sometimes he takes me out of this room and puts me in some kind of restraint and satisfies his fantasies.
But today he came into the room and lifted me by my collar, and dragged me a different way from before. I soon heard a door and felt a gush of cool wind, which caused me to whimper and blush. I remembered that feeling, I was outside.
The chains on the cat-girls ankles and wrists rattled a little as she struggled to walk at a speed that satisfies the man behind her. He pushed her on her naked shoulders out through the front door of his house, as she went through she shivered and whimpered quietly. Her body tucking into itself to try and get away from the cold wind. She only wore a collar, quite long chains on her ankles and wrists, and a sort of loincloth skirt. Her large bare soles patting on the pavement quietly as she was hurried out of the house. She whimpered and turned her head as she felt the hands on her back lift off of her and heard the door close behind her, this was futile as she still had a the blindfold on but she knew she had been left outside on her own. Though her master didn’t treat her well compared to most slaves of her type, she knew she would be much better off with him then without. “M-master?” she trembled. Her head turned forward and her cat-like ears perked up as she heard footsteps in front of her.
“Your old master has sold you, I’m here to take you to your new master. If you promise to be a good girl I’ll let you ride in the front of the truck with me instead of the back in the stocks. Well?” She began to shiver again, her body was used to the cold now but the idea of being sold scared her, thoughts of her new master began to rush through her imagination. Will he be nice? Will he be a complete sadist? Does he just want a maid? Suddenly she was brought back to reality with a squeak. “Well?” he said, a little more stern then before. Her ears folded slightly and she nodded slowly. “Good girl” She felt his hands reach behind her head as he untied the blindfold, her eyes locking shut as light gushed into her eyes for the first time in what could of been months for all she knew.
He placed a hand gently on her left shoulder and led her to his van, her eyes struggling to open and her blurred vision caused her to rely on his touch to find her way, she walked slowly with him and opened the door for her. The feeling of relying on this complete stranger nearly nude outdoors making her feel humiliated, though this only caused her to blush as it is what turned her on.
She slowly sat in the van and waited as he walked round and got in the driving seat. In which time her eyes focused and she managed to get a proper look at him, and at her previous master’s house. The van driver must have been in his early twenties, with short brown hair. He wore a greyish blue uniform with a logo on the arm and chest consisting of an A in a circle. She tried to smile at this stranger who had shown her kindness, he looked back at her and smiled back. As if he didn’t notice her bare chest and near nakedness. Though she blushed anyway as he looked at her. “Here” He said softly, and took off his jacket putting it over her shoulders and doing on button in the middle to cover her. She had to let him do it for her anyway as her hands where chained behind her back. He then started the engine and began to drive.
“I suppose you’re wondering who’s bought you” She looked at him but didn’t reply, after a few seconds of silence he smiled and looked her in the eye. “Don’t worry, you can talk to me” She smiled back at him, and nodded. “I-I’m v-very nervous”.
“That’s understandable, you don’t know what to expect right? Heh, I’ve started to notice that” He replied.
“Y-you’ve delivered o-other slaves?” He turned to her again and nodded.
“You’ve been bought by the Ambler Company, they own a harem slash bar kinda place. It’s sorta like a brothel, only there’s strictly no sex, it’s not that kinda place. I work there, sometimes I do pickups and do some admin. You don’t have a thing to worry about though, I’m sure if you’re a good girl like you have been for me you’ll like it. Or at least find it bearable.”
She felt a wave of relief over her body as he spoke, though she didn’t have long to enjoy it as they pulled up in front of a large two story building. He then drove round the back and stopped the van.
“Here we are”. He got out then opened the door for her. Once she stepped out he gave her a re-assuring smile. “I’m gonna have to have my jacket back. I’m not supposed to give slaves any ‘privileges’ so don’t tell anyone”. He winked at her and smiled causing her to giggle. She turned away from him to allow him to take it off her easily. Once he put it back on opened a door to the building and led her in. Inside was a typical hallway littered with doors like any other large building. “Over here”. He led her to one of the doors and unlocked it, inside was a plain room with bench against one wall and a desk and chair facing it, the wall the bench was against interestingly had rings attached to it. “I’ll go tell one of the harem staff you’re here and one will be here soon so you just sit here in her and wait”. She nodded and smiled at him again, then walked into the room and sat on the bench. “Heh good girl, cya around.” He turned on the light for her then closed the door. Locking it after him.
She sat there patiently for a good ten minutes until someone unlocked the door. She stood up with her head bowed ready to impress whoever it was that was entering. As the door opened a very slender, some-what short cat-girl entered, she had medium length brown hair which was swept to the side away from her face, oddly she had a collar and irons on her wrists. But boots, a short skirt and tank top. She walked in confidently swaying her hips a little as she closed the door and walked to the desk.
Sitting down and looking at the form in front of her, “You may sit” she commanded. Beth obeyed but kept looking down. “Aww now show me that face, can’t be that bad can it?”. Beth slowly raised her head and looked her in the eye, smiling weekly. She squirmed and twitched a little, becoming endeared by this other cat-girl. Who now had her chin propped on her hands as she leaned on the desk staring at her. Something had ticked inside and she had fallen in love with her, which was perfect. As she was probably a fellow slave judging by her collar. “M-my name is B-beth” she stuttered. “Well then Beth, just call me Mistress for now. If you need to ask for me though ask for Mistress Shizoku. Now I need to inspect you, so if you don’t mind stripping...”
Beth
Chapter 1 – The other cat
Well I should probably start by introducing myself, my name is Beth. Slaves who are born as slaves don’t tend to have a surname and I’m no exception. I don’t hate my parents for condemning me to a life as a slave though; I’ve been raised this way so it’s all I know. If I was given my freedom all of a sudden I wouldn’t know what to do. I wouldn’t have a house or a job, and I’ve learnt that being a good, obedient slave for my master can make life as a slave even nice. At least it used to for my previous masters. Chapter 1 – The other cat
That’s why I’m sat in darkness in a cold stone room dwelling on these thoughts. I think it’s dark and has stone walls at least. The blindfold makes it hard to tell though; it’s certainly a small room at least. The chains on my wrists and ankles have let me crawl around and feel the walls and floor, so I could draw a mental image in my head. My newest master kept me in these chains semi-permanently, and he has never taken the blindfold off, so I don’t even know what he looks like. All I know is sometimes he takes me out of this room and puts me in some kind of restraint and satisfies his fantasies.
But today he came into the room and lifted me by my collar, and dragged me a different way from before. I soon heard a door and felt a gush of cool wind, which caused me to whimper and blush. I remembered that feeling, I was outside.
The chains on the cat-girls ankles and wrists rattled a little as she struggled to walk at a speed that satisfies the man behind her. He pushed her on her naked shoulders out through the front door of his house, as she went through she shivered and whimpered quietly. Her body tucking into itself to try and get away from the cold wind. She only wore a collar, quite long chains on her ankles and wrists, and a sort of loincloth skirt. Her large bare soles patting on the pavement quietly as she was hurried out of the house. She whimpered and turned her head as she felt the hands on her back lift off of her and heard the door close behind her, this was futile as she still had a the blindfold on but she knew she had been left outside on her own. Though her master didn’t treat her well compared to most slaves of her type, she knew she would be much better off with him then without. “M-master?” she trembled. Her head turned forward and her cat-like ears perked up as she heard footsteps in front of her.
“Your old master has sold you, I’m here to take you to your new master. If you promise to be a good girl I’ll let you ride in the front of the truck with me instead of the back in the stocks. Well?” She began to shiver again, her body was used to the cold now but the idea of being sold scared her, thoughts of her new master began to rush through her imagination. Will he be nice? Will he be a complete sadist? Does he just want a maid? Suddenly she was brought back to reality with a squeak. “Well?” he said, a little more stern then before. Her ears folded slightly and she nodded slowly. “Good girl” She felt his hands reach behind her head as he untied the blindfold, her eyes locking shut as light gushed into her eyes for the first time in what could of been months for all she knew.
He placed a hand gently on her left shoulder and led her to his van, her eyes struggling to open and her blurred vision caused her to rely on his touch to find her way, she walked slowly with him and opened the door for her. The feeling of relying on this complete stranger nearly nude outdoors making her feel humiliated, though this only caused her to blush as it is what turned her on.
She slowly sat in the van and waited as he walked round and got in the driving seat. In which time her eyes focused and she managed to get a proper look at him, and at her previous master’s house. The van driver must have been in his early twenties, with short brown hair. He wore a greyish blue uniform with a logo on the arm and chest consisting of an A in a circle. She tried to smile at this stranger who had shown her kindness, he looked back at her and smiled back. As if he didn’t notice her bare chest and near nakedness. Though she blushed anyway as he looked at her. “Here” He said softly, and took off his jacket putting it over her shoulders and doing on button in the middle to cover her. She had to let him do it for her anyway as her hands where chained behind her back. He then started the engine and began to drive.
“I suppose you’re wondering who’s bought you” She looked at him but didn’t reply, after a few seconds of silence he smiled and looked her in the eye. “Don’t worry, you can talk to me” She smiled back at him, and nodded. “I-I’m v-very nervous”.
“That’s understandable, you don’t know what to expect right? Heh, I’ve started to notice that” He replied.
“Y-you’ve delivered o-other slaves?” He turned to her again and nodded.
“You’ve been bought by the Ambler Company, they own a harem slash bar kinda place. It’s sorta like a brothel, only there’s strictly no sex, it’s not that kinda place. I work there, sometimes I do pickups and do some admin. You don’t have a thing to worry about though, I’m sure if you’re a good girl like you have been for me you’ll like it. Or at least find it bearable.”
She felt a wave of relief over her body as he spoke, though she didn’t have long to enjoy it as they pulled up in front of a large two story building. He then drove round the back and stopped the van.
“Here we are”. He got out then opened the door for her. Once she stepped out he gave her a re-assuring smile. “I’m gonna have to have my jacket back. I’m not supposed to give slaves any ‘privileges’ so don’t tell anyone”. He winked at her and smiled causing her to giggle. She turned away from him to allow him to take it off her easily. Once he put it back on opened a door to the building and led her in. Inside was a typical hallway littered with doors like any other large building. “Over here”. He led her to one of the doors and unlocked it, inside was a plain room with bench against one wall and a desk and chair facing it, the wall the bench was against interestingly had rings attached to it. “I’ll go tell one of the harem staff you’re here and one will be here soon so you just sit here in her and wait”. She nodded and smiled at him again, then walked into the room and sat on the bench. “Heh good girl, cya around.” He turned on the light for her then closed the door. Locking it after him.
She sat there patiently for a good ten minutes until someone unlocked the door. She stood up with her head bowed ready to impress whoever it was that was entering. As the door opened a very slender, some-what short cat-girl entered, she had medium length brown hair which was swept to the side away from her face, oddly she had a collar and irons on her wrists. But boots, a short skirt and tank top. She walked in confidently swaying her hips a little as she closed the door and walked to the desk.
Sitting down and looking at the form in front of her, “You may sit” she commanded. Beth obeyed but kept looking down. “Aww now show me that face, can’t be that bad can it?”. Beth slowly raised her head and looked her in the eye, smiling weekly. She squirmed and twitched a little, becoming endeared by this other cat-girl. Who now had her chin propped on her hands as she leaned on the desk staring at her. Something had ticked inside and she had fallen in love with her, which was perfect. As she was probably a fellow slave judging by her collar. “M-my name is B-beth” she stuttered. “Well then Beth, just call me Mistress for now. If you need to ask for me though ask for Mistress Shizoku. Now I need to inspect you, so if you don’t mind stripping...”
