Warning mature content
Sexual content
BDSM
Jesse's P.O.V
My new purchase has undoubtedly exhausted me but it's been worth it. I put her little ass in her place tonight and I have no problem continuing to do that until she respects me. Clearly I exhausted her too because she's snoring in my bed. It's so cute though, pretty much everything about her is adorable except that damn attitude. I can fix it though, I've discovered some punishments that really get to her. I hear her making little noises in her sleep. I can't help but chuckle, she's such an angel. I want to kiss her all over and obviously I'm dying to make love to her. She deserves gentle meaningful sex, her past partners have done a terrible job of treating her right. I want her trust and love me. I finally get in bed beside her giving her a gentle kiss on her cheek. Tomorrow is fresh start for her if she's good I'll make sure she gets pleasured but if she's bad I'm going to have to punish her intensely. I nearly doze off but hear soft sobs escaping her. I look over and see tears pouring down her cheeks. Before I can say anything she beats me to it. "Please just hold me" I don't hesitate I immediately bring her into my arms. I don't know what's wrong but if she needs held I'll do so without question. Thankfully her crying doesn't last long, her death grip on me loosened. I make sure she's settled before finally going to sleep.
The next morning I wake up and see my kitten still snuggling me. I smile at how absolutely adorable she is. She looks so relaxed and peaceful. I move a little bit and pull her into my chest hoping I don't wake her. She stirs a little and I feel her nuzzle herself into my chest. It's clear that all she wants is to feel loved and protected, I will do everything to make her feel that way. I play with her soft hair making sure she's back asleep. I want to know why she was crying last night, I hope it wasn't me. The only time I want her to cry is from pleasure. I decide not to get up yet my sweet girl needs me and I'm not leaving her until she wakes. About an hour later she begins to stir. Her eyes flutter open and she pulls away. "Good morning pretty girl" I say. "Good morning" she says softly. "Did you sleep well?" I ask. She nods her head yes. It's silent for a moment. "Did you snuggle me last night?" "Yes, you were crying and begged me to hold you" I explain. She looks away in embarrassment. "I just um really wanted cuddles, my past relationships didn't provide that for me so I get lonely and sad" she admit. I love when she opens up to me it shows that trust can be built. "You can cuddle me anytime pretty girl" I say. She looks at me and smiles but it quickly fades and she goes silent. "Are you ok?" I ask. "Yeah just hungry" she says. "I'll cook breakfast for you what would you like?" "Pancakes?" She asks. "I can do that. Why don't you go take a shower and I'll cook" I say. She agrees, but before she gets up I stop her. "I have a requirement every morning. We have to kiss before we start our day" I explain. This was never a past requirement I just want to kiss her. She looks at me and blushes but agrees. I lean in and claim her soft plump lips. She melts into it pretty quickly. As much as I want to make out with her I can't right now, maybe later. I pull away and can tell she wanted it to be longer. "Go shower pretty girl, your pancakes will be done soon" I say.
She nods her head and gets up. I head to the kitchen to start making breakfast. I check my cameras to make sure she's not trying to escape again, she's thankfully not. Today is already going so much better. I finish up our breakfast and set the table. I hear the shower turn off, a few minutes later Billie peaks her head out the door. "I forgot clothes" she says almost ashamed. I go to her bedroom getting in suitcase to grab her an outfit. I walk back to the bathroom giving it to her. "Thank you" she says shyly. "You're welcome" I reply. She closes the door again. I wait on her to eat. She finally comes out of the bathroom. I lead her over to the table. She looks at me confused. I know why it's because there's only one chair. I did that for a specific reason. "Come sit, I'm going to feed you" I say. She looks at me in shock. "Come on sweet girl" I encourage. I sit her between my legs and cut up her pancake. "I-I can do this on my own sir" she says shyly. "Yes but I want to feed you because I can, because you're mine, and because you listen to me" I respond sternly. She just agrees. I want to her to understand her role as my submissive. I get a bite of pancake on the fork bringing it towards her mouth. She opens it taking the bite. "That's a very good girl" I praise. She shifts a little, I've noticed praise excites her. I take my time feeding her each bite. She happily eats it which satisfies me. I love taking care of her. Once her whole plate is gone I allow her to stand up. "Go to the playroom" I say sternly. She nods in agreement and heads towards the playroom.
