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Come Here, Pretty Kitty... [Monster and Fluff]

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Gene grinned as she walked along the rows of cages, in side of which were, in her opinion, trapped rats. Girls of all shapes and sizes; some were tall, some short, skinny, fat, blonde, redhead, brunette, black, white, asian... All manner of delectable little treats for the woman to choose from. She had had slaves in the past, but not for a while. Her last one had been a male, and not very good at sex, so she'd been put off the idea entirely. Her preference was to dominate, after all, because men weren't very good at it. She much preferred strapping on a dick of her own and making some poor girl go weak at the knees.

As she walked, her skirt swished around her legs. Some slaves cowered in fear of the tall, blonde woman, while others stared with quiet indignation, and still others tried to grab at her expensive clothes through the bars on their cages. Gene simply walked, calm as if she were shopping for groceries, and surveyed her options. So many to choose from... But she didn't want just anyone. She wanted a pretty little thing who would put up a little fight, then submit quickly. Games were fun, after all, but not that fun.
 

Ginger sat in the cage, she had wore a pretty top and some nice soft jeans but after capture they had lost their glory and luster. One of the guards looked over at her and smirked, "Little lady, glad I am good or I would have raped you by now." He said smirking as he walked away. Her eyes were focused on the ground as she looked at the cage doors. Her hands suddenly grasped for them as she shook them some. The guard watched and chuckled as he watched her. Walking off she sat back. Her hands hang at her side.

Ginger remember her mother and her family. The things she had before she was captured and sold off as slavery. This was the worst twist of fate that she could ever have happen to her. Her eyes continue to search her mind of archives of her being with her family. Something to keep her spirit from breaking and her spirit strong. Her eyes teared up some but then they would recover as she sniffled some as she noticed another woman walk in. She looked expensive and so she knew the woman wasn't for here to be a slave but to buy one. She was obviously rich enough. Getting up as much as she could she sat by her cage like a kitten looking at the newest human that might buy them. Her eyes followed the girl's movements as she noticed.
 
Gene almost purred as she walked along the lines of caged girls. So many to choose from! As she walked she noted each girl's good qualities and each one's bad qualities. Many were pretty enough, but some had broken spirits, and some were completely deranged. Whenever she came upon one that tried to claw at her, she made a little 'tut tut' noise and smacked their hands away with a rolled-up magazine.

When the woman finally spotted Ginger, she stopped, walking closer to the cage for an inspection. This one was cute AND obedient, it seemed... And she didn't look like she was about to fall over dead, either. Gene wondered if maybe this was fresh meat--could it be a virgin still 'in tact', as if she were a carded action figure still in its package? The woman licked her lips and stepped a little closer, slipping two fingers in through the top of the cage.

"Come here, pretty kitty..." She murmured, tilting her head to the side. "Come to mama..."
 

Ginger looked at her and then moved to her hand. This mistress seemed nice enough and maybe she could get her out here before the men had their way with her. She moved her head into her hand some as she could feel the woman's hand move some as if she was petting a cat. Though Ginger was human she didn't mind this however anything else she might be a little resistant. Though she enjoyed doing this as she looked up at the mistress as she met eyes with her.

Her eyes moved among her's and her hair moved slowly as she enjoyed the pets that this mistress was doing to her head. Her mouth let out a sounding coo as she felt so at ease with this woman.
 
Gene smiled as she heard the little noises coming from this girl. How cute. She kept her eyes on the pet even as she raised her free hand, snapping her fingers twice. A large man walked over, holding his hat tightly, looking worried. "I want this one." Gene informed him, without even glancing at the bulky figure. Her fingers moved to scratch behind the girl's cat ears, then ran down to tickle under her chin. "Such a pretty girl." She cooed softly, just to her new pet. It didn't matter if the man heard her or not.

The owner of the establishment cleared his throat quietly. "Ma'am, are you sure you want her? She's--" He was interrupted by a sudden fierce glance from the woman, who hadn't stopped petting Ginger. "I want her, so she's mine. Send me the bill and give me the key." Her voice was harsh; obviously this was a woman who got what she wanted when she wanted it. The man almost seemed to quiver as he handed over the key and then backed away.

When Gene turned back to the girl, she was smiling again. She stopped with her petting long enough to unlock the cage and open the door, beckoning her new prize over with two fingers.
 

Ginger moved slightly toward the entrance almost at first acting like a shy animal but then walked out and looked at her. The woman was older as she realized finally as her appearance was older then hers. Her eyes were focused on her as a person to though her eyes looked up at her hoping the girl knew that she wasn't really trained. Ginger just stared at her and then the man as he backed she glared at him enjoying the touches of her new mistress. Though again her mind couldnt just break but maybe this woman would help her to accept.
 
Gene smiled warmly as she pet the girl. Once she'd climbed out of the cage, Gene helped her to stand up a little straighter, whispering soft things to her about how she was so lucky to have a pretty pet like this, and how much fun they would have when they got home. The truth was that she meant all of it; she always treated her pets well. Harming them only made the pleasure much less pleasurable. "Let's go home and take a bath, hm?" Gene asked gently, putting nudging the other girl towards the exit. "I've got some nice new clothes waiting for you at home, too."
 

Ginger loved what she was hearing, "A-alright..." she cut off knowing that she would have to say some form of ownership. Her eyes didn't focus on her though when she would pet or caress her she would look up at her mistress. Her eyes would beam at the thought of being in a better bed and have a bath. It would feel so good to have that. So much more enjoyable then being locked in a cage full of animals that would love to fuck you then anything else.
 
As they left, the older woman leaned in to whisper into the girl's ear. "You can call me mistress, or ma'am, or Gene." She informed the younger girl, two fingers teasing with a strand of the deep red hair. So soft, despite the grease. "Whatever you like." Her lips trailed down to the girl's ear lobe, gently suckling on it, teasing her a little. The woman was obviously very affectionate. "How would you like something to eat after we have a bath?" She asked, quietly, as they neared her car. "I can have anything you'd like made for you..." Another woman walked around the outside of the car to open the back door for them, closing it again after they got in. It appeared as though Gene was very rich.
 

Ginger nodded, "Alright...mistress." She said softly as she walked in and smiled, "I would love something to eat after the bath mistress." She said softly as she looked at her and then enjoyed how she played with her hair and cooed in her ear. Her hands just sat at her sides but then moved slightly closer to her mistress as she was shy.
 
Gene noticed the slight movement and grinned to herself. She was already making a good impression. "Come here, pet..." She cooed, pulling Ginger closer by wrapping two loving arms around her shoulders. It caused the girl's head to rest against her breast, which made her smile. "You're just the sweetest little thing... I don't ever want to give you up." She ran her fingers through the other girl's hair, careful not t catch or snag, then scratched behind her kitten ears again. "Such a pretty girl..."
 

Ginger blushed and cooed some as she felt the woman's breast below her head and how warm it was. Ginger hadn't treated like this even for the slavers...before all that even. This was something she thought Queens and Princesses were only treated to yet she was getting the full thing right now. Ginger felt the car or whatever take on force and go. She could feel them moving through her ear was focused on her mistresses' heart and the feeling of hearing it made her go nuts.
 
Gene smiled to herself as they drove along. The back of the car was secluded, driver hidden from you with noise blocked out. Mistress could do whatever she wanted now, and she couldn't decide if she would do it then or wait until after the poor girl had gotten a bath. "What do you think, kitten?" She asked, whispering into the girl's ear. "Should Mistress have a look at your body now, or once we get to the tub?" It wouldn't be terribly long until they got back, maybe half an hour, but she could hardly keep her hands off this one.
 

Ginger blushed, "Yo-you can...now if you want mistress." she said softly as she looked at her. She could see the lust and want in her eyes and how her hands roamed she knew that the mistress wanted to do more before the bath but if the mistress was going to give her everything why not give her what she wants. She looked at the mistress and waited for her reply as her nipples had gotten hard and were showing through the shirt easily.
 
Gene giggled softly--a girlish giggle that made her seem more feminine than she really was. "Good girl." She murmured, and gave the girl's ear a small nibble. "You're an obedient one, aren't you? That's very good. You'll earn rewards if you keep being so cute." Her kisses trailed to the girl's neck, lips suckling and massaging softly. She had elected to stay fully clothed until they got home; it would be no fun if they got interrupted by the stopping of the car.
 

Ginger blushed and cooed a little more as she felt her tongue on her. Ginger couldn't believe how nice this woman was with her and despite the fact that she was a pet she couldn't care less. This woman made all of those things good, "Alright...Mistress." She said softly as she cooed feeling more caresses and noticed that she had held back barely.
 
Gene enjoyed herself immensely the entire ride home. She was almost sad when the car stopped, though it did mean she got to see her new pet naked. "Come, kitten..." She murmured, carefully standing up, leading Ginger out of the car and towards the front door of her very large house. "Come with mama." Once inside, one would find a lavishly decorated home, with oriental rugs and antique furniture. Gene led her new pet past all these things and up to stares, toward the master bedroom.
 

Ginger looked at the lavish home and blushed at the sheer amount of money this woman had. When she had said all those words it had alone had put her into a trance like some animal about ready to be a meal for a snake or something. Her eyes focused on the stairs and then up as they walked up the stairs. When they arrived in the master bedroom she looked around and then at her, "Mistress this place is so lavish.." She said almost in a murmur or whisper. It was lavish and she was stunned by the utter beauty that it displayed.
 
Gene grinned and pushed Ginger gently into the bathroom, where there was a large tub and a shower in a corner. She suddenly pulled the other, smaller girl into her arms. She wrapped her arms around the other girl's frame, pressing her own lips to the other's in a gentle, loving kiss. While she deepened the kiss, she pushed the tight shirt up the other girl's slender form, wanting her prize. She wanted to see her new pet, wanted to know every detail of her body.
 

Ginger felt her mistress attack on her body as she blushed and moaned out enjoying what she was doing. When she felt her mistress move her shirt up her body she allowed it and then looked at her smiling, "Mistress..", She cooed as she looked into her eyes and then began to put her arms around her mistress slowly though tenderly since she couldn't do much as being the pet though it was normal. Her eyes kind of drifted as she felt her body tingle from the touches.
 
Gene continued to undress her pet, pulling the shirt off from over her head, then slipping her hands down to undo her pants' zipper before she even looked at the other girl's breasts. Once the pants were sliding down Ginger's legs, Gene grinned, looking over the other girl's delicious body. "Mm.." Slowly, her fingers ran over the other girl's breasts, feeling ever little pucker in the flesh. "Pretty kitty indeed..." She murmured, fingers running lower, playing over the girl's outer lips.
 

Ginger moaned softly though it was almost sounded like sighs she felt her mistress play with her area. Her legs reflexes some and she moved her legs closer together that it kind of impeded on the mistress's focus. Her eyes looked at hers and then suddenly she opened her legs as she watched her mistress was making her more wet as she put her hands on her mistress's shoulders fear of falling.
 
Gene purred as her fingers pushed deeper into Ginger's folds. She rubbed the girl's slit with two fingers, thumb firmly pressed against her pet's clit. "Mm... naught pet is wet already..." She murmured, grinned, and then attached the girl's breasts with her lips, suckling and caressing and tasting. The nipple was her main focus, being sucked hard and nibbled and tugged on softly while grasped between front teeth. Her fingers continued to work on the girl's lower half and Gene almost let her mind wonder if the girl wanted to see her naked.
 

Ginger looked down at her mistress and her eyes looked over her body as her lust had been building. Moans escaping her lips as she bit her lip trying to keep herself from falling as she shivered some her body now starting to feel like a heavy weight. "Oh...Mistress...", She let out a sigh and a faint voice as she held onto her loved one. The pressure and love of how her mistress was touching her was making her blush a lot.
 
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