A Kitten's Tail Ch. 28

He smiled faintly as he fed Nicolina. "I'm glad to see you can learn without me having to resort to punishing you. There is always the chance I will have to use the rod on you for your schooling as it is, and I was not looking forward to doing it early."

I had to admit I was confused. The rod was the most severe punishment Master could use on one of us. Depending on how it was used, the marks could take a week or more to heal. "Master, I hope you never have to use the rod on me although I don't know why you link it to my schooling. I do think I need a spanking at least for my actions. You have been so kind to me that I think I need to be reminded that I am your slave and not just a girlfriend who calls you Master but has a choice about it. Kiera is used to thinking of herself as a slave, and I need to reminder so I can as well."

"Julien won't agree to sell you until after you finish school because he thinks I would go too easy on you. He is probably right about that actually. You know you have to keep all your marks above ninety percent or you will receive the same punishment the others received. What you don't know is that if any final mark is below seventy percent the punishment is much more severe," he explained. "Let's just say it's a good thing you will have a couple weeks between quarters to recover. I am curious though; do you think the others see themselves differently than they see you?"

"No Master, they don't, and that is part of the problem. I know that I am the only one who still has an owner and I need to be reminded of that fact. When you gave Kiera her freedom, she became just like the other pets. They are all here because they choose to be with you," I told him. "I want to be with you, but I am still a slave, even if you choose not to treat me as one. That is why I am asking you to spank me. I need that reminder that I don't have a choice. I'm not asking you to abuse me, but that bit of discomfort will help me remember that I am your slave and you are kind to me because you love me."

"So you want me to spank you, even though you don't want to be spanked, so you can remember that I love you," he said with a quiet chuckle. "That sounds a bit backwards to me."

I couldn't help but smirk as he shifted Nicky over her shoulder to burp her. "I know it does Master, but it will make me remember how much worse my life as a slave could have been. A spanking like you give the others, or like the one I received the first time, will make me think about how grateful I am not to be with a Master who gets his pleasure from hurting me. Kiera is overjoyed to be your slave because you are kind to her, but I never experienced the kind of abuse she did from having a cruel Master. A weekly spanking would make me a bit uncomfortable for a couple hours, but would make me think of what could have happened to me."

He nodded in acceptance as he cradled Nicky in his arms. "We can try it and see if you think it's helping after a few weeks. We can start tomorrow after your parent's leave so you don't have any difficulty sitting when they are here."

"I think I would rather have that reminder before they arrive, Master," I replied with a shake of my head. "I've been too worried about what they would think. I still have no idea how much Julien gave them and I don't really care. They can see all of me, including my ass having been freshly spanked, and hopefully remember that I am not their little girl anymore."

I watched his eyebrows go up before he nodded. The smile that spread across his face worried me a bit though. "Very will my dear, but I have to baby sit until Sonia gets back and Marian had work for a few hours this morning so she is not available either. You said you wanted to be reminded that you were my slave, so I want you to go down to the kitchen, get a wooden spoon, and ask Zara if she has time to spank you with it. Come back once you're finished so I can make sure she did an adequate job turning your ass a lovely pink."

My eyes shot open before I smirked. "Of course Master, I think that will be a perfect reminder." Leaning up I kissed him and Nicky before getting up to leave. Having Zara spank me was probably better than doing it himself under the circumstances. I knew neither of them would hurt me, but it was another reminder that I had to obey. I would have anyway, but it was just perfect that he chose to have her do it.

I slipped into the master bedroom and removed my tail first, knowing it would not be good to do so in the kitchen, and headed down to see Zara. I had helped in the kitchen enough to know where the utensils were and didn't say a word as I walked in and got a wooden spoon out of the drawer. Turning, I handed it to Zara with a faint smile on my face. "Master agreed I needed a spanking, but he is busy with Nicolina right now. He told me to ask if you have time to spank me for him."

Her eyes lit up as she nodded. "The cake is cooling so I can decorate it and the main courses are all ready to go in the oven. I think Vivi and Kiera can handle making the salads. I've never had a chance to spank another woman before, but I thought you didn't like being spanked?"

"I don't like being spanked. That doesn't mean I don't need to be spanked," I replied. "I have been so worried about my parent's reaction to me being a slave that I forgot about how my becoming a slave has supported my family. Master has agreed to give me weekly spankings to help me remember how much worse my life as a slave could have been. How hard you choose to spank me is up to you, but I need to report to him after so he can make sure it was thorough enough."

Zara looked a bit concerned but nodded again. "The only person I have ever spanked is my husband, and he enjoys it. I'll do my best not to make it hurt too much, but I promise I will keep going until your pretty bottom is all pink. Why don't you go ahead and bend over the table? It's about the right height for you to be comfortable while we do this."

I nodded as I crossed over to the dining area and bent over the table, putting my hands and elbows on it for support. As I felt the spoon come to rest on my bottom I braced myself, but her hand slid up my side to cup my breast before she started. The first few swats were barely more than taps as she fondled me, arousing my nipple to full hardness.

The first harder swat came as she lightly pinched my nipple. She was trying to distract me from the pain by helping arouse me, so I focused on what her hand was doing instead of the swats. It made it easier, but after twenty or so swats, my bottom was starting to get sore. The individual swats were not hurting much, but the overall effect was starting to get to me.

I had to admit I didn't mind the warm feeling in my bottom so much, but I never got that shock my sisters talked about to arouse me. I almost wished I did so I could get some enjoyment out of this.

Instead, I focused on that little bit of pain every time the wooden spoon struck my ass. Kiera had told us about how she lost her virginity, and I compared the horror she described to how gentle Master had been with me.

That was just the beginning though. I thought back over the other stories Kiera had told me about how cruel Julien's uncle and brother had been. How she had been caned for moaning during sex. All the times Jacques had kept her past her milking time, just so he could take a strap to her breasts when they were already sore. The times she was strapped to the point she could barely walk before sex just because Jacques was an asshole.

My Master would never treat any of us like that. He would not hesitate to punish us if we deserved it, but he wouldn't abuse us just for his own pleasure. Master didn't even like having to punish us. I think having to punish kitten hurt him as much as it did her.

I realized the swats had ended and I felt Zara's hand resting on my back. Marian used the same signal the few times she had spanked me. My punishment wasn't necessarily over, but Zara was inspecting my bottom to make sure it was the proper shade before letting me go to Master.

"Kiera, I could use a bit of advice if you have a minute," Zara called out. "You know what Master would expect better than I would."

I waited a minute before I felt fingers lightly trailing over my bottom. "It looks perfect to me," Kiera finally said. "Possibly a bit darker than Master would have gone, but not by much. It's probably the difference between your experience with spankings and his more than anything. I will take her up to show Master and put a layer of aloe on to heal her skin before helping her with her tail. I would ask you to spank me too, but you have cooking to get back to."

When Zara moved her hand to signal my punishment was finished, I turned and embraced her. "I won't lie and tell you I enjoyed it, but thank you for helping me. It was exactly what I needed to remind me how easy I have it as Master's slave."

"The tears running down your face would tell me you were lying sweetie, and you're welcome," Zara replied as she held me. "I understand why Master hates giving out punishments now. It's not much fun if your partner isn't enjoying it. Go see Master and get yourself cleaned up. Your parents are supposed to be here in about half an hour."

I kissed her lightly before taking Kiera's hand and going upstairs. Master just nodded when he saw my bottom and quietly asked if it had helped. He still had Nicolina sleeping in his arms and I didn't want to wake her by explaining so I just nodded. As we turned to leave, I saw him look back down at Nicky and smiled.

"It's a shame Master never had children before now," I told Kiera as we entered the Master bathroom and I washed my face. "He is going to be a wonderful father. I just worry about him being able to keep up with half a dozen kids in a few years and having the energy to still play with us after."

"That won't be a problem. Sonia and I spoke with Anna and Paige quite a bit when we were on the island to find out how they deal with keeping the children from being exposed to any adult activities. We are still trying to work it out, but we will let you know when we do," Kiera replied as she started putting the aloe on my bottom. "I'm more curious about what you were thinking about during your spanking. It looked like you were really focused on something, but it wasn't the spanking."

"I was focusing on the spanking, but I was using it to remind me how easy I really had it as Master's slave." She had moved on to lubing my ass back up for my tail and I was starting to get a bit aroused again. "You enjoy the spanking for what it is, but I was using it to compare how much worse you had it in the stables to my life as a slave. That light spanking reminded me how much pain you had to deal with and how bad it could have been if Master hadn't claimed me."

"You're right that you do have it easier, but it's hard to imagine how bad it really was," Kiera said quietly as she slipped my tail in. "Master had never really had to punish you, and I hope you never have to experience the kind of punishments I went through."

"I know I never will, but not for the reasons you think. Master has already made it clear that I will be facing both the strap and the cane if my performance in school is not adequate. The difference is that even if Master does have to punish me, I know it's not for his pleasure," I told her. "Master would never hurt one of us for his pleasure. That was why I asked for the spankings actually. I keep forgetting how much worse it could have been and they will help remind me not to take Master for granted again."

Kiera looked at me for a moment, her face screwed up in thought. "I can't believe I am about to suggest this, but if that is how you feel it may make a huge difference for you. You may want to consider asking Master to use the strap or rod on you, even if only for half the full punishment you would normally be receiving with them. A brief touch of how bad it really could be could help cure your problem and encourage you to do better in school so you never have to experience it again. I never even think of acting out because I know how much it hurts, but you don't really have anything to compare it to."

I knew she was right. The most severe punishment I had ever received was the first time Master spanked me on the island. It had been painful, but the pain had faded by the time I went to bed and you would never know I had been punished the next day. Maybe that little taste of a real punishment would help me appreciate Master's kindness more.

"Marta, are you in here?" I stick my head out the door at Vivi's panting call. "Oh good, you are here. I just buzzed your parents through the gate, and thought you would want to be the one to greet them. Zara just put the lasagna in the oven, so we will probably start dinner in about half an hour if you want time to visit before then."

I kissed her briefly before thanking her and rushing down the stairs. Despite any other concerns, they were my parents and I was excited to see them. They had taken their time parking and were just getting out of the car as I rushed out the door. Their surprise at my state of dress was clear, but didn't stop me from throwing myself into my father's arms. "E 'così bello vederti padre."

Despite his embarrassment, he held me tightly as he whispered into my hair. "Mio piccolo angelo, anche se non così poco più che vedo."

"Yes, I have filled out quite a bit with Master Alonso," I said as I pulled back and turned to hug my mother. "He is very big on healthy living and makes sure we all eat right and exercise daily. You might want to take up yoga now as well, now that your millionaires, you don't want to die early."

I could see they were both embarrassed by my mentioning the money from my contract and took pity on them. "Why don't you come inside? I know it's a long drive and you both probably want to get cleaned up. We can all relax in the library and talk after you have a chance to use the bathroom."

They were whispering behind me as I led them inside, either at the state of my bottom or the fact that I had a dozen eighteen-inch ostrich feathers hanging out of my ass. I had grown used to them brushing against the back of my legs and had learned to ignore it, but it probably looked odd if you weren't expecting it. Showing them where the library was in passing, I took my mother to the bathroom off the great room and my father through the dining room to the one off the kitchen, telling them I would wait for them in the library.

I noticed them both looking at my ass, but their looks gave me an idea what they were thinking. My mother seemed more outraged at the tail. Having been raised Roman Catholic, she probably thought sex should only be done missionary position in the dark to create more children. Of course, I did have a hard time imagining my parents having an active sex life, probably just because they were my parents.

My father looked more concerned, probably at the state of my bottom. I had seen my sisters after a spanking often enough to know it was a bright pinkish red color and clearly showed I had been punished recently. I would explain it if he asked, but I wasn't going to volunteer information.

I was only waiting a couple minutes before my father joined me in the library. His eyes stayed locked on my face as he took a seat across from me. "Are you doing okay? Are they...hurting you?"

"No dad, they aren't hurting me. I won't tell you that I haven't been punished, but Master doesn't hurt us. I was actually very lucky," I told him with a grin. "One of my sisters, Kiera, has told me what it was like having a cruel Master. Alonso is nothing like that. He even allowed you to visit far sooner than we ever anticipated."

My mother joined us then, sitting next to me and holding me as if I were still a little girl. "It's so good to see you. We didn't think we would get the chance until we saved enough to pay that vile man back the money he gave us. We have been saving everything he gave us and as much as we could put away since we signed that contract."

"Mom, what are you taking about? I'm not collateral on a loan. You can't just give the money back to Julien and expect him to return me," I explained. "I agreed to this because I wanted to help my family. You and dad can take that money and retire. Spend more time with my siblings and enjoy the rest of your lives, because I am happy here."

My mother looked at me outfit with a sniff. "How can you possibly say you're happy here? He has you dressed up like a cheap whore, and from the look of your bottom, is beating you regularly. It sounds more like he has you brainwashed into accepting your place."

There was the judgmental side of my mother I had been expecting. Thankfully I was prepared for now and was not going to let it bother me. "Actually mother, I would say I am a very expensive whore. The diamond in my collar is worth more than most people make in a year, and I'm sure you saw the harp he bought for me when you came out of the bathroom. He has actually gotten two of them, but the second one is upstairs where we usually spend our free time. Master doesn't treat me like some cheap trinket that he can throw away when he is tired of me."

"My bottom looks like it does because I asked to be punished," I continued, standing up to give her a clear view of my ass. "Master wasn't even the one who spanked me if you need to know. One of my sisters did it, at my request, to remind me how much worse my life could have been if Master hadn't chosen to accept me. You can't just pay Julien back, or buy me from Alonso, because I'm not for sale."

"But, don't you want to be free again," she asked. "You can't possibly want to spend the rest of your life as some kind of sex toy. I hate to imagine the disgusting things you have had to do since you left us, but you didn't have a choice. We just want to give you your life back."

"Those disgusting things you are referring to mother? I had people who were kind and loving introduce me to them. They are actually very enjoyable if you are doing them with someone you care about and love," I explained gently. "I do appreciated what you're trying to do, but you don't need to save me. The other girls here, the ones I refer to as my sisters, they could leave if they truly wanted to, but none of them does. They want to be here because Alonso is a good Master. He may have to punish us if we don't follow the rules, but he loves us and takes care of us even if we do."

I could see she was not convinced and most of our discussion over the next twenty minutes was more of the same. My father seemed a bit more open minded about the situation, but he was sitting quietly as I tried to make my mother understand that I was truly happy. I was actually relieved when Gianna crawled in and laid her head in my lap. She was dressed in her kitten outfit, complete with ears, tail and little whiskers drawn on her cheeks for the special occasion, but nothing covering her private parts.

"See, this poor girl is a perfect example of what I have been saying," my mother announced victoriously. "He makes her crawl around, dressed up and acting like a cat, just to fulfill some sick sex kitten fetish he has."

I had never seen Gianna get upset with anyone, so I was surprised when she turned and snarled at my mother. "Master doesn't make me do anything. I asked to become his pet, and I chose to be a kitten because it makes me feel sexy. You don't have to agree with our lifestyle choices, but I sure as hell won't put up with you bad mouthing my Master."

Her smile and lighthearted manner were back as she turned to me. "Master sent me to tell you that we are gathering in the formal dining room for the aperitivo if you are ready. He just opened the wines to let them breathe, and is waiting for everyone to join us before he pops the Prosecco."