Love Me Tender

Chapter 9 (Jenn) - I Hate You

I heard the door shut behind me as I stared down at the jumbled pieces of spandex straps on the bed next to me. I could still feel him inside me; the taste of my own piquant secretion lingered on my tongue - I shuddered. I had to get out of here as soon as possible. I wasn't sure what his complete motive was, but I didn't want to be his pet nor his toy, and I didn't want to call him 'master' either. That word left a sour taste in my mouth.

I sat on the bed long enough to be completed air dried with his cold wet towel flung over me. My eyes welled up as thousands of thoughts flooded my head of what he might try to do next. Holding back the tears I flung his towel off of me and headed to his closets to find something more appropriate to wear before I escaped.

I opened the wardrobe doors to see dozens of other ladies clothing hung individually. Most were made of shiny latex, leather, belts and buckles, each with a different design. However none of them were able to envelop my entire body except for a full body latex suit that would fit too close to my body. I pondered whether all this lingerie belonged to an ex girlfriend of his or did he just bought them for whatever girl he had next. I slammed the closet door, opening another section of his wardrobe that accommodated all his work shirts and suit. I grabbed a cotton shirt and placed it over my body along with one of his boxer-briefs from a nearby drawer.

I scampered to the nearest window, pulling away the long heavy drapes in front of me revealing a lift up window with a grid design. I unlocked the clips pulling up on the grip but the windows were stuck. I was never the type of girl that would go to the gym and work out or do physical exercises. The most I could probably bench was a 20lb bag of rice. Immediately I tried all the other windows in the bedroom and the bathroom. Using all the strength I mustered, I yanked at all the windows, each administering the same result.

No... My eyes widened as a glaze expression came over my face. I searched the drawers in the joint rooms meticulously looking for something that could act as a lever to open up the sealed windows, but there was nothing even remotely matching what I needed. The only place I hadn't locked was the locked chest in the corner of the bedroom.

If only I could break the windows, will there be enough time to escape before he catches up to me? Breaking the windows would make an ample amount of sound and it was already proven before that he was faster than me and much more stronger than me. It wasn't a smart idea- I wouldn't even have time to figure out where I was going, but fuck it.

I picked up a chair that sat against the wall of his bedroom and smashed it against a window.

Bang! The sound echoed in the bedroom. I paused before throwing my next swing to see if I could hear the sound of footsteps heading to the room. I tried again and again slamming the wooden chair into the glass while repeatedly listening for Jay's footsteps until my arms got saw.

Why wouldn't it break? "Aaaaargh!" I screamed. Cholerically I kicked the window with my bare foot, temporarily stunning my ankles. Fuck. I couldn't escape. I mean, I could if I used the door, but there was no telling which part of the house he was - he could be right outside waiting for me.

I shook the handle on the door, waggling it up and down but it was locked. "Be a good girl," he said, knowing fully well I might try to escape. He was toying with me. What would happen if he came back and saw me like this? Would he hit me? Or force his self on me? I ran my hands through my hair, frustrated and staring at the outfit that was laid out of me. But what if I did put it on? Tears shimmered in my eyes and my lips trembled, I hate him so much. He was too unpredictable.

I strolled over to the bedside and began removing his clothes I had previously taken out for myself. Reluctantly, I put on his outfit designed with basically six spandex rings wrapped at different points on my body between the top of my breast to my thighs. The rings were held together by four straps connected by a collar to the last ring- two straps in front with lace between them and two at the back. The dress fitted closely, accentuating the shape of my body, however that was fairly unnecessary since it barely covered anything at all. There was also a pair of knee high pantyhose that were clipped to the dress, preventing them from rolling down. I slipped the cat ears that were laid out with the outfit; there was also a tail, however there was no way to attach it to my body. I then donned the leather collar and leash engraved with "Jay's kitty." Fuck him! I wasn't his submissive, but I would have to pretend to be until I got my chance to escape. I decided to then pack everything back, just like before and wait for Jay to return.

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My stomach growled as I sat on the bed for the next couple of hours. I was starving! Secretly I hoped that Jay would make me something else. Those eggs and waffle did taste really good. I licked my lips unconsciously; food was now number one on my mind. I became weak and feeble, slowly curling up into the bed. Why wasn't he back yet?!

Click! The door opened. I stood up briskly, staring at the door as it drifted open. "Hi kitty!" Jay's head poked in. "I'm glad you finally decided to be a good girl." He walked towards me holding a plate with rice, beans, lasagna, and fish- it smelt really good. "So.... I decided to give you another chance since I can't let my kitty starve to death." My eyes glistened as my arms stretched out towards the meal on its own. "Not yet!" HIs cheerful smile quickly turned obstinate. "You forgot something." He placed the food on the chair against the wall before resting his pupils on the cat-tail, which was still set out the bed.

"You're funny kitty." Jay smiled wryly at me, heading to his drawers to procure a plastic tube and squeezing some cream on his fingertips. I looked at him quizzically with a blank expression on my face. "Bend over."

"~What?" I responded faintly.

My eyebrows angled inwards as my face scrunched together. Before I could say anything he snatched my hair slamming my head into the mattress and lifting my bottom into the air. I squinched my eyes waiting for his form hands to hit my soft body; instead I felt his wet fingers squirm around the inside of my rectum.

"Ouch!" I blared, my eyes widened and a tear rolling down my face as the pointy mass forced its way between my cheeks. I was traumatized; left with a vacuous expression on my face. I just wanted to pull it out.

"You'll be fine kitty. Now you have your tail so you could eat." He let go of my hair guiding me upwards. Every time I tried to sit up right, it felt as though the tip of the tail ran further into my body leaving a sharp pain

"Stop crying and eat." Jay laid the plate on the floor in front of him while he took its place on the chair. I hesitated before he yanked the leash of the collar and forced me on my knees. "Eat!"

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Authors Note (04/09/2016)

OMG, I'm sorry I was away for so long yet again. I've been busy with my new job. My boss is always on me and I have like 5 projects I have to complete as of right now. On the plus side though, my master engaged to me <3<3<3!!! I've been waiting forever for him to ask ;). He's keeps me on such a tight leash and if I'm not at work or I'm not writing, then I'm probably "tied up" at the moment haha :) I made a promise to him I would try to write a chapter a week so.... Also thank you to all who waited and read my story up until now. I appreciate the support so much guys <3<3.

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