Eleven

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Troye sat on the floor that morning, staring down at the food in his bowl. Jacob was scrolling through Twitter as he ate his breakfast at the table, not paying attention to the neko by his feet. Troye rolled his eyes, shoving the metal bowl away so that it would scrape against the floor and get Jacob's attention.

"What are you doing Kitty?" Jacob asked, glancing up from his phone.

"I don't like it," Troye said in a snarky tone. "I'm not eating it."

Jacob raised his eyebrows, looking at Troye with an unimpressed expression. "Excuse me?"

"I just told you. I'm not eating it. It's gross." Troye turned his nose up away from the dish, acting like a spoiled princess who was presented with an ugly dress.

"Watch your mouth," Jacob warned, glaring at Troye.

"No!" Troye snapped. "I want good food and you're trying to feed my this! This is abuse," he said, tone serious and snarky as he spoke.

"Troye that is enough!" Jacob said, standing up and taking the bowl from Troye. "Cage. Now."

"No," Troye said again, ears pinned as he glared at Jacob.

"What do you mean no?" Jacob snapped, grabbing the neko and carrying him into the bedroom.

"Put me down!" Troye yelled, squirming around in an attempt to get out of Jacob's grasp. "Let me go!"

"You've been bad, Troye. You're going to sit in your cage instead of having play time."

"No I'm not!" Troye hissed, teeth bared and ears pinned as he glared daggers at his master.

"That's it," Jacob said, walking to the bed and sitting on the edge. "Over my knee."

Troye's eyes widened as he realized what he had done, ears going from being pinned to being turned guiltily. "I'm sorry daddy please no I'll be go-"

"That's enough, Troye. You were very bad."

Troye's bottom lip quivered as he did as Jacob instructed. The last time he had been spanked it had been by Tyler, and that was anything but nice. Not that it was intended to be nice, but Tyler had obviously taken it too far.

"We can have a safeword okay? You're colour trained right?"

"Y-yes daddy."

"Good. Red if it gets too much."

Troye only had a long shirt on, which his tail lifted slightly in the back. Jacob squeezed Troye's ass  and laughed at the surprised meow that Troye let out before smacking Troye's ass lightly. He was holding Troye's tail out of the way with one hand while the other spanked him.

What Jacob didn't expect were the moans that were tumbling out of the neko as he was being punished. By the time he was done Troye no longer looked sad or angry, instead he looked excited. "Daddy?"

"Yes kitty?"

"I feel funny."

"What do you mean baby?"

"Dunno," Troye said waving his tail as he sat in Jacob's lap so he was straddling him and looking into his hazel eyes. "Daddyyyy?"

"Yes Kitten?"

"Can kitty dance for you? I miss dancing."

Jacob looked at the clock. Watch him get all hot and bothered and Troye not even understand enough to help him out. At 10am.

"Sure kitty," Jacob said. He moved off the bed and to a chair so Troye would have an easier time and leaned back, watching as Troye picked up a pair pair of panties and pulled them on so he'd be more comfortable with the shirt off.

He carried Jacob's phone over and handed it to him so he could choose a song, and Troye instantly started waving his hips to the beat, closing his eyes and focusing on his movements. He ran his hands through his hair like he had been taught by the humans.

Jacob moaned quietly at the sight of his kitten moving like that, heat already rushing to his dick despite Troye not touching him yet.

"Daddy," Troye said, sounding more like a slutty pornstar than an innocent virgin. "Daddy you should take your shirt off."

"You have to do it yourself," Jacob said. "If you want pleasure you'd better work for it."

Troye came over to Jacob and tugged on the edge of his shirt, teasing him before pulling it off and throwing it to the side. His hands roamed over Jacob's toned body as he sat in his lap, beginning to grind down. He loved the praise Jacob was giving him, not only through moans but with words of "good kitty" and "so fucking hot baby".

Troye kissed him as he moved, the make out session more intense than they had ever done before. Jacob squeezed at his ass, smacking it every once and a while. Troye had never felt this good when he danced. Every time he would grind down a feeling of heat would pulse through his body and he would moan.

By this point Jacob's dick was fully hard. Between Troye being so fucking hot and the sounds he was making along side the way he was grinding down directly on his cock he really couldn't help himself.

"Kitty," he groaned out, pushing Troye back lightly. "Kitty, stop."

Troye instantly did as he was told, no longer moving as he sat waiting for instruction.

"How about you help daddy out, yeah? Help him feel amazing?"

"Of course," Troye purred, "anything for daddy."

"You're such a good kitty," Jacob said as he undid his pants and pulled them down. "Come put your lips on daddy, yeah?"

"Okay Daddy," Troye said. He was rather clueless when it came to sex, obviously not knowing how his own body worked or anything about anyone else other than knowing that he got praise when he danced nicely. The safeword still applied at all times, so Jacob knew he wouldn't hurt his kitten.

The human told his kitten what to do to make him feel good, and Troye happily complied. He enjoyed this, that's all he knew. He enjoyed using his rough tongue to lick up the precum that was forming at Jacob's tip, he knew that he loved the sounds and praise Jacob let out while he bobbed his head. He kne-

The doorbell went off just as Troye was getting the hang of things, sending Jacob into a swearing fit as he pushed Troye back. "Kitty, put your shirt on and go answer the door for daddy. Tell whoever is there that I'll be right out, okay?"

"Okay daddy," Troye said with a smile, wiping his mouth off on the back of his hand before pulling on his shirt and skipping off to answer the door.

"Fucking hell," Jacob muttered as he tried to conceal his boner. "Way to ruin things."

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My back hurts so bad today kms

Anyways

Bye

-Sarah

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