A New Kitten Chapter 36

Chapter 36

The trek up the stairs wasn’t too rough on anything but Weiss’s knees. She’d grown accustomed to the knee pads Blake gave her during her weeks of noncompliance. Maybe… maybe she could have Blake break those out again sometime. Maybe… even the ribbons… or the paw gloves. They could all take on an entirely new connotation with the freedom to take them off at any time; or by making the choice to tell Blake she could take that freedom away again if she wanted… Weiss shivered. It was such a glorious idea, glorious and hot and… Weiss collided right with Blake’s leg.

“Oop! Watch out their sweetie!” Blake giggled.

“Hmm? I- yes Miss. Sorry.” Weiss whimpered and snuggled into Blake’s leg. This time, she vaguely noticed as Blake pulled something from the fridge and plopped it in what seemed to be a tub of water. Before she could figure out that Blake was actually setting it to cook, they were moving again, and Weiss was naturally following. She felt herself slipping again, falling into the comfort of following Owner. She didn’t notice what room they’d slipped into or that she’d been there before. She didn’t see Blake grabbing the handful of things nor what they were, but she did notice when Blake snapped her fingers and guided her out of the room. Weiss lingered half out of it all the way until they returned to the stairs. She got about one step down before realizing how scary the angle was when she was down on all fours like that. She whimpered and fidgeted. She traced her steps on all fours and dawdled as if she could wait out the stair’s height.

“Aww, Kitten.” Blake knelt down. “It's alright. I’ve got you.” She picked up Weiss. It took a moment of juggling, but she didn’t even have to put anything down.

“O- Owner.” Weiss purred into Blake’s chest.

“It’s ok Kitten. It’s ok. We’re almost there. Almost there, and I will take my sweet time with you; make you feel so good; make you mine all over again; make you mine for real with your consent- if… if you’d like of course?”

“Of course.” Weiss nodded and tried to shift herself up in Blake’s arms just to kiss at her neck.

“Such a little Vixen you are Kitten.” Blake cooed.

“Yours.” Weiss murmured.

“That’s right. All mine.” Blake agreed and slowly lowered Weiss back down onto her bed. “Do you need anything before we get started? New pad, tampon?”

“No… I ran out of the pads and swapped to the tampons you gave me when I got up to eat earlier.”

“Perfect.” Blake smiled. “Then, how about you strip down for me? Get into your favorite position?”

“Yes Miss.” Weiss nodded and turned over onto her belly before propping herself up on her knees, her ass up in the air. The new position did much to stretch her out; her back had been sore from tension, but arching sluttily like that did much to help her release. Furthermore, if she just wiggled her hips a little… “Mhmm~” She moaned in a display Blake took to be tempting but had really only been Weiss rejoicing that her cramps seemed to slightly abate in the new position. Slowly, she slipped down her sweats and panties. She… admittedly didn’t quite feel sexy even despite all of her hornyness. Between the weight she knew she’d put on since arriving on Menagerie, the bloating of her cycle, and the cramps that insisted on continuing, Weiss would have felt down right disgusting. She would have, but with Blake’s half lidded hungry eyes lingering on her? Well, it got her feeling good enough to shake her ass seductively as she teased at pulling her clothing down.

“Such… such a good girl.” Blake huskily praised. She rushed to rip off her top and jump from her pants. Watching Weiss go was… Blake had never anticipated the Heiress could be sexier than she had been cumming endlessly at her fingertips, but she had decisively been proven wrong. Blake’s harness was less harness and more tight boxers with an intentionally sown in O-ring to hold a dildo with a strap attachment. She felt strong in them; powerful with the compression of the boxers- though… maybe that was more a side effect of the long cock she’d strapped into them. She had refilled it completely while she was in her room of shame and work. She’d been scared at first, but as long as Weiss hadn't been too distracted with being in Kitten mode, it should have made for a good test of the memory wipe. At least, that was what she had hoped. Another hope; she hoped the extra dose- or potentially several extra doses could help Weiss along with one cycle and onto another. Theoretical research was one thing, field practice had a tendency to be another entirely.

“B- Blake~” Weiss whimpered and wiggled her ass a little more.

“That’s my good Kitten.” Blake huffed almost primally.

"P- please~" Weiss pleased, a finger going back to tease around her tail and then along her outer ring. She shivered and her hole clenched greedily.

Blake pressed at the base of the toy protruding from her crotch so it would release just enough of its load to act as a lubricant. Maybe she should look into some solution to make sure all of the Kitten's greedy holes self-lubricated. It was an enticing thought; even more so when she considered how adorable Weiss would look, pretending to be all angry and mad over another mod that only showed her appreciation for it. Plus, the idea of not having to feel guilty for it? She’d always had interest in such things as an extra curricular. Having that experience come in useful for the task of encouraging compliance was simply preferable to the White Fang’s old tactics. Lopping off fingers and toes, leaving brands and scars, along with all those other classic forms of torture were much more Schnee. This was safer and most of it would be a lot easier to reverse, and would never be truly life changing. For those reasons she’d committed to it for Weiss as a torture. But now to do it as a pleasure… she could actually enjoy a much more indulgence than she’d allowed herself with Weiss ever before.

Then again, that was exclusively applicable if Weiss actually gave approval for such a thing when it wasn’t with a pretext of helping with something she’d already unknowingly helped with. A nice thought all the same however.

“Blake!” Weiss complained again in achy desperation.

“Yes, yes, of course love.” Blake knelt down and climbed up onto the low to the floor bed. She planted her hands firmly on Weiss’s hips. The heiress was beautiful. The way her body had adapted to her fuller ass was honestly breathtaking. “May I…”

“Yes! Whatever it is! Yes! Just! Just!” Weiss whined and groaned angrily into the bed.

Blake slapped her Kitten’s ass a little firmly. “Shh, easy girl. You’ll get what you need. I’ll take care of you. Just be patient.” Blake soothed her hand over the lightly reddening outline from her slap.

Weiss bit her lower lip and cried out, her back arching all the harder in her delight with the spank.

“I- I’ve never done this… Like… ever actually done anything with a strap before; I’ve tried it on and fooled around in the mirror for fun, but, never done it.” Blake warned. “So, I’m going to need you to be patient with me. You need to tell me if something is good; if it hurts or if you need me to stop.”

“I need you to start!” Weiss snapped gruff.

“Greedy, greedy, greedy little Kitten.” Blake sighed and began to work a little of the toy’s liquid against Weiss’s hole to lube her up.

“Haaaannnh~” Weiss gasped, pressing her face harder into the bed and her ass further up. “Warm… warm… so warm.” Weiss purred and gently worked her hips in a circle to spread the sensation around her needy hole.

“That’s it, just let me warm you on up, alright?”

Weiss nodded and gave a little groan of appreciation.

“You said not the usual spot, right?”

“I- yeah…” Weiss whimpered a little fearful of what Blake wanted.

“Would you prefer I stay away from there entirely or are you ok with some touches? I’m sure it’s not a thing you have to deal with now… if you ever did? But I can have trouble finishing without touching a little around my clit or the hood.

Weiss felt her cheeks burn. It did sound nice; just having that part of her gently grazed against occasionally? Sure, having everything be focused there seemed… honestly a little repulsive, but to have it teased as her ass got filled?

“It’s ok if it’s just a no go right now Kitten. I just wanted to be able to help if you needed that.” Blake leaned down to press soft and gentle kisses at the small of Weiss’s back.

“Oh… Brothers… I-” Weiss whined.

“What is it love?”

“Can… can I show you; show you how I’d like it?”

“Of course Kitten.” Blake petted gently over Weiss’s shoulder.

“Ok… umm…” Weiss took Blake’s hand that wasn’t still warming up her backside. “I just…” She directed it down and around her, towards her mons. “I- it’s even more sensitive ever since you put the piercing by it.” Weiss hesitated and maneuvered Blake’s fingers so one was on either side of her slit. Her breaths were quick to hasten. Anticipation built and her clit ached for the attention Blake had trained her to expect.

“I’m sorry Kitten.” Blake kissed at Weiss’s back again.

“N- no, it’s… it’s actually really nice. I just… don’t want to cum immediately. Or- I- maybe I do… I just… if you focus on it too much it will get-”

“That’s my slutty little Kitten.”

Weiss felt her head fog in the euphoria of being praised. She devolved into little whimpers for a good while as Blake continued to gently tease the flesh around her slit and her ass. “Just… right… right there… and you can press at it… but it’s better if you don’t go at it directly; at least not today.”

“I think I get the idea…” Blake pinched ever so gently at the slight raise of flesh around Weiss’s slit. She could almost feel the extra resistance of Weiss’s clit between the Kitten’s outer labia, and she gently went around it, pressing but not too much.

Weiss screamed; she screamed and Blake could feel Weiss’s body clamp up and tense.

“Did you just?”

“Shut- shut up and fill me already.” Weiss pressed her head into a pillow, hoping she could hide her shame at cumming so easily.

“Of course” Blake pulled back to line up the toy with Weiss’s entrance. “Of course, my good gi-” Blake halted her praise before she could finish.

Weiss whined in protest. She wanted to hear that she was a good girl! She needed to feel herself being filled. “Come on! What- what’s wrong?”

Blake stifled a chuckle. “You- you really wanna know?”

“Yes! Just! T- tell me and get on with it.”

Blake pulled away, and regretfully removed her hands from their positions pleasuring Weiss’s pussy and ass. “You and your pussy have matching tails.” Blake flicked at the tampon’s sting and tease around her tail, all while cackling.

“Oh, are you fucking kidding me-eeeohhh!” Weiss melted and completely forgot her frustrations as she felt Blake begin to push the toy inside.

“That’s it Kitten.” Blake fell forward, catching herself with one hand. Her whole body felt so close to Weiss’s their flesh touched all over and only grew closer as Blake continued to slip in.

“M- more.” Weiss brokenly pleaded and pressed back.

“Of course Kitten.” Blake kissed up Weiss’s back and down to her neck as her free hand returned to its position right by the front of Weiss’s slit. She slipped in nice and slow. Weiss’s ass may have been beyond slutty and greedy, but that didn’t mean she needed to be rough with it; not tonight at least. Kitten would be just as happy to be lovingly filled, and Blake felt a need to be soft and gentle after every hateful thing she heard said about Weiss at the White Fang meeting.

“Yes… fill me, fill me, fillmeup. Wanna be stuffed; filled to the brim, wanna~” Weiss groaned and pushed herself back on the toy.

“Shh, shh, easy there Kitten. I’ll fill you all up, give you everything you want; every little thing.” Blake rolled her hips slowly as she eased further in.

“Want… cum… cum.” Weiss tried to subdue the thoughts of being filled and beginning to swell with… Weiss yelped. Was… was she really thinking about? But! Toy! Blake was using a toy! That wasn’t even possible. It was hot though… the idea of being bred. She almost cried out and begged for it, but some shattered fraction of her pride stopped her- or… maybe it was something else? Shame? Fear? Fear that Blake might be disgusted with her deepest cravings.

“I’ll make you cum all you want my beautiful Kitten.” Blake felt the heat of Weiss’s ass beginning to press up against her hips. She huffed low. It felt phenomenal; having her Kitten’s needy ass pressed up against her, with her buried deep inside the craven hole. “Going to make you mine beautiful girl.”

“Yours!”

“That’s it.” Blake cooed and began to press harder around Weiss’s clit.

“Owner!” Weiss cried out and pushed back, filling herself with the toy only to have Blake pull out and thrust back in.

“Good girl.” Blake took her Kitten’s eagerness as reason to fuck faster. Blake didn’t stop there. Each buck left Weiss panting just a little harder, and it was the pinnacle of encouragement. Blake bit and sucked at Weiss’s neck and shoulder, leaving marks of love all across her Kitten’s pristine pale flesh.

“Blake! Blake, I’m gonna- I’m gonna…” Weiss panted out before long; already beginning to come apart.

“Do you want to be extra good Kitten?”

“Yes! Wanna be good! Good for Owner. Good Kitten.”

“Then don’t cum, hold it. Be good for me.”

“What?” Weiss panted and trembled. She was so close. It felt so good, but her climax felt impossible to deny or evade.

“You don’t have to. Only if you want to be extra good.”

Weiss wriggled and tried to fight her body.

“Do you need me to slow down?”

“Yes!” Weiss yelled.

“Alright Kitten.” Blake slowed her fingers near Weiss’s clit to what was almost a complete stop.

“N- no- not… not that slow. I- Fuck it was… was so good.”

“You are so good my Kitten.” Blake bucked herself up so hard that Weiss felt her head colliding perfectly against the pillows.

“More! Close! Wanna!”

“You want to cum Kitten?”

“Yes! Cum! Want Cum! Cuminme!” Weiss blurted out more or less not realizing what had slipped out.

Blake growled pleased. “One day my beautiful Kitten. One day.” She licked up Weiss’s neck. “But that’s not what I meant. Do you want permission to cum?”

The phrasing; the ideation that her orgasm was a gift given by Blake’s grace and Blake’s grace alone, it did everything. She needed it. She needed to cum and she needed permission to do it. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Then tell me whose you are.”

“Yours! I- I’m Blake Belladonna’s slutty Kitten!” Weiss cried out to immediate reward. Blake fucked faster and played with Weiss’s clit through her outer labia with all the speed of her favorite wand. Weiss’s legs gave out, slipping down from under her as her mind shattered and Blake buried the toy as deep in her as it would go.

As Weiss had expected, the toy emptied itself in her, shooting whatever the warming liquid had been. It felt even better than before; the heat filling her up and soothing the chill that lingered in her bones. She wondered if Blake would ever let her just drink a glass of whatever it was for the hazy delight it could bring. It was unlikely, but a wonderful thought.

“You’re such a good Kitten.” Blake purred and ran her fingers through Weiss’s hair, slowly pulling out the tangles the session had left in it.

Weiss whimpered and purred.

“So good, so so good for me.”

“Owner.” Weiss cooed with heavy half lidded eyes.

Blake laid there, on top of Weiss and holding her gently for a while, but eventually, she felt Weiss beginning to slip to sleep. To prevent that, she pulled out and off.

“Hey~ C- come back.” Weiss whimpered.

“It’s alright love, I’m just moving you around.”

“I- but I liked how we were. You were so warm… the toy was so good inside me.” Weiss mused.

“I know Kitten, but I want you awake. You didn’t eat enough at dinner, and I am worried about you, so I set something to cook upstairs while we played.”

“But slee- eep!” Weiss yelped as Blake picked her up and began to stand.

“We will sleep in a little bit, for now, I want to make sure you’re nourished.”

“F- fine.” Weiss pouted and tried to pretend that she didn’t love being doted over.

“Good girl.” Blake whispered and began to carry Weiss back up the stairs.

Blake sat Weiss down at a dinner table while she moved to the water bath. A check at the clock and a gentle touch at the steak inside the baggie confirmed that the heated water bath had gotten it to a good eating temperature and the only step left was a hard sear. Conveniently, she had a small torch she normally used for creme brulee, but it would work just as well for searing the steak to edible.

Weiss was still more or less in a daze with the toy’s fluid slowly leaking out her ass. She wanted Blake to return and hold her, but she could see Blake was working to help her somehow, and that was more than enough to make her feel warm in its own way.

Before long, Blake had the steak finished and cut up. Weiss expected them to eat at the table, but instead, Blake stopped by her side and spoke, “Are you good to walk a little, or do you want me to pick you up again?”

“I- I could walk, but the stairs seem.”

Blake just shook her head. “We’re not going back downstairs tonight Kitten.”

“Huh?”

“I want to sleep in my bed tonight, and I want you cuddled up next to me as I sleep so…” Blake made an innocent face.

“I- are you sure?” Weiss hesitated before getting her hopes too high.

“Yes, now, come on Kitten. I still have a couple things to do with you before bedtime.”

“Yes Miss.” Weiss followed obediently back to Blake’s room.

When they arrived, Blake placed the plate on her nightstand and turned to Weiss. “You can sit on the bed Kitten.”

“I- umm… thank you.” Weiss flushed, realizing how naked she still was and how Blake was still wearing the strap underwear loaded with the cock.

“How are you feeling? Your temperature seems to be beginning to normalize?” Blake checked and massaged gently behind Weiss’s ear.

“Better, so much better.” Weiss purred.

“Good Kitten.” Blake sat next to Weiss on the bed. She seemed to be waiting for something or otherwise anxious.

“What’s up?” Weiss leaned into Blake.

“I- umm…” Blake fretted and leaned down to grab the bag of things she’d taken from her work room. “I grabbed some other stuff while we were getting everything.”

“And?” Weiss followed up patiently.

“And… one of them… is… well, it’s a replacement for something you already have.”

“Replacement?”

“For the one thing you are wearing right now.” Blake sheepishly answered as she pulled the bag into her lap and fidgeted around with it.

“But I’m not wearing anything right now, I- I’m…” Weiss looked down and over herself before craning her neck she felt it. “My collar?”

“Yeah.” Blake sheepishly pulled out a sleek silver circle that seemed to open and close by a clasp at one end. It was beautiful, sleek, something Weiss could wear to classes or even to work back home. It had a spot to attach a leash, and it would certainly compliment Weiss’s complexion.

“You… you’re taking off the shock collar?”

“Well, if you want to keep it you can- and… I mean, if you don’t want any collar at all, I guess that is alright too- I’d appreciate if you wore one during your videos tho-”

“I’d really like it.” Weiss sniffled and nodded.

“Turn over here then?”

“Yes Owner.” Weiss nodded and obeyed. She gave a pleased little hum. Submitting willingly to Blake was some kind of sublime. She’d experienced the feeling once in a while back when she still fooled around with the odd stray at school, but this was different; stronger somehow. She leaned in and delighted in the feeling of Blake’s fingers undoing the old collar. A pang of confusion and panic shot through her the moment the old collar came off. She didn’t like it… it was a crude tool, but… but it was her collar, one of the truest signs she was Owned. Having it taken away felt wrong- even if it was a shitty shock collar.

Thankfully, that feeling didn’t have to last. Blake’s fingers were quick to replace it with the new collar; the refined thing cold and feeling downright proper on Weiss’s neck. Blake fiddled with it for a while, screwing the locking mechanism together.

“Ok, and… that’s it.” Blake centered the collar on Weiss’s neck.

“Mhmm… it’s nice.” Weiss naturally allowed herself to fall forward onto her hands and knees so she could crawl onto Blake’s lap

“Good girl.” Blake quickly took to petting Weiss. “I- umm… and… here…” Blake passed off the key to Weiss. “It’s just a star head screwdriver, but that’s how it comes on and off. You deserve the key so you can take it off if you ever feel the need.”

“No.” Weiss puffed softly and refused to take the screwdriver.

“What?”

“I don’t need it. You’re the only one I want taking off my collar.” Weiss snuggled into Blake’s side.

“Uugh… you’re killing me being so cute like that Kitten.” Blake griped.

“Mhmm… I’m alright with that.” Weiss settled.

“Alright. Alright. Dinner time though Kitten.” Blake leaned over and stole the plate off her nightstand. She’d already cut the steak up into small little strips, so all she had to do was slowly feed them to Weiss. The Kitten took to her meal as if she hadn’t eaten in three days. Though it worried Blake that Weiss was so hungry, it comforted her that the Kitten was getting to eat now.

Weiss licked and sucked on Blake’s fingers greedily, loving the taste of the meat on her tongue. The last bite was bitter sweet, well, savory, but still.

“Such a good Kitten, you ate it all up.” Blake cooed and hugged her sweet girl.

“Bedtime.” Weiss murmured quietly and snuggled into Blake.

“You can go to sleep, but I still have a nice little plan or two.”

“Plan?” Weiss questioned.

“Your body writing wore off. I was thinking of doing some more. I get to have more fun now that I can write about just how loved you are.”

“That sounds so nice.” Weiss cooed. “But… I wanna stay awake long enough to fall asleep in your arms” Weiss pawed gently at the bedding.

“Maybe my writing can wait till tomorrow then.”

End of Chapter 36