Chapter 47

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A very active and large amount of cleaning of my favorite tigers made for exhaustion. They all loved baths with me. At first, I hated it but it was always the time I spent the most time with them giving them tons of attention. That swiftly turned to a love of bath time with me. My toys would grow jealous of it but they also realized that I didn't care about their opinions. I would always treat my tigers the best. They were so excited that I was steamed out a lot inside the bath. I got out with them all and dried them brushed them and pampered them. When done I stepped out with a good mood.

Freya and Stacy now were petting the kitty. She looked confused and I heard some repressed moans from her and I smiled. My toys didn't need me to tell them how to treat her they just watch and listen. That is what makes a good toy. A toy knows they are my toy and watch then they learn what makes me happy and go with it. I looked at the kitty who seemed to be enjoying the attention but hating it at the same time. I moved into the room with my usual grace and whistled some commands to my lovely ones who all instantly obeyed. Each of my tigers found a spot to rest but keep watch. Zara got to sleep first as they would rotate to keep us protected.

"Now my beautiful toys lets play!" I stated and walked towards the training room. The room was just as I left it and I watch Stacy and Freya quickly walk in. My kitty tried to stay in the other room and that annoyed me. I stepped to the doorway and said nothing but raised my eyebrow. I looked at her and she came over on all fours looking down and I smiled. she submitted to me again without a word. My demeanor spoke for itself. "You were a bad Kitty I will punish this bad kitty later," I spoke with disappointment in my tone and she looked at me surprised with my inflection.

I had the Cage placed in the corner of the room from the market. Stacy seemed to have guessed which equipment I was going to use. I smiled at her and took the Kitty over to the cage. I opened it up and looked at her with a smile.

"In!" I commanded and she looked at the open cage. She looked up at me with her ears down looking horrified. "In!" I commanded again even more commanding than before and she still seemed hesitant to cage herself. "IN! Do NOT Make ME REPEAT MYSELF!" I would be educating her more tomorrow. This time she moved quickly into the cage not willing to make me any angrier. I brought myself down to her eye level with a frown on my face.

"I repeated myself twice there. I will punish you for being such a bad Kitty. I want whats best for you Kitty and I will show you that. I will not tolerate disobedience. This was unacceptable Kitty. I am very disappointed in you. I will make sure you realize that later. Now be a good Kitty and watch your new sister's enjoyment. This is her love to be played with for you it shall start as a punishment. Then a treat. Remember this little Kitty no other cares matter but what I care about. I am your Mistress! I decide on your fate and thoughts. This is the most outstanding rule. If I want you to cry out in pain you will. If I tell you White is, in fact, Black then till I say otherwise it will be black. That is it. You will learn Kitty with your body mind and soul." I looked at her showing my discontent. She looked both frightened and scared of me. I stood back up. "Freya she better watches every second. You know what to do otherwise I will punish you." I commanded as I walked over to the rack of tools. I started to look through them picking what I wanted to use on my Pain doll today.

I looked over everything and I wanted to frighten the kitty was the main point. I wanted her to dread punishments. I wanted to scare her badly of them. She was not going to be a pain doll, like Stacy. She is going to be my Kitty and that is different. Turned and decided. I went and grabbed some shackles. I grabbed a spreading bar and some injury cream there was a lot of. This was a Slavers Inn, The training room would have things to prevent the decrease in products monetary value. "Strip," I commanded without inflection and she slowly removed her clothing showing off her beautiful unmarked body. It showed the care that I took to keep her in perfect condition while giving her the sweet pain I love to dish out. I started to lather her entire body getting it ready for the punishment it was about to receive.

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