Dominatrix System

Chapter 60

Her body finished healing as I held a whip. I asked if she wanted a second round and she shook her head. I sighed using a hand to grab her face.

"My little Kitty... What you want doesn't matter here. You want what I want. You must try to project that regardless of the situation. You are my pet. That simple. I am your owner. You please me you get treats. You make me angry I punish you. Do, you, Understand?" I speak slowly making my point clear.

She started to nod quickly her breasts along with her as she nodded vigorously as she could. I smile as I looked at her enthusiasm. I still look at her with that same smile as I reapply the first cream to her dismay. She starts shaking her head knowing that this creme helps her heal without scars after I apply it. She shakes her head knowing that I was not kidding with round two.

I am methodical with the creme making sure not a single inch of skin is untouched. The tears and dread are painted on her face as I finished. "Kitty, You like to disobey me. You do it so often you do not even realize it. You need to be punished for these indiscretions. You also need to realize the situation you have been in Kitty." The muffled yells and desperate attempts to communicate were stopped in by the gag. "This little Kitty is for your cursing!" I snapped the Ninetails into her again as it took surface flesh from her stomach.

I quickly did another and another along her stomach receiving muffled screams as she bit down on the gag.

"You are always sleeping before I get home from outside!" I stated and the Nine tails bit into her thigh. I followed it up with another on the other thigh with an extra on each thigh again. The muffled screams rang into the room with only me listening to them. I was so happy and felt my frustrations flying away. I grabbed her face showing her my blissful smile.

"Kitty I love you. Misbehave and I am happy. I will bring you in here and listen to your sweet cries of agony. What I want to hear more though are your cute meow's your purring. I want a pet, not a slave. I do not want a pain doll from you. Most certainly I do not want a little Sissy girly-girl from you. NO! You are my pet. I want something to pamper. I want something to tease while I pet them. Something I can give love too and receive it unconditionally. I will make you that little pet!" Finished my rant and the real show began.

My nine tails started to move around her body as I hit her breast. She tried to shy away toes turning her around. The back was hit three times in succession and her face was towards me again. She was desperately trying to move away. She would swing away and come back to the bit of the nine tails hitting her again and again. She soon became a bloody tear-stained mess.

Again I started the healing creme on her while she sat motionlessly. Her groans muffled came out and her body was healing. I took off the gag and forced another healing potion and energy potion into her. After some coughing, she woke up again with a perfectly healed body. The look though was one of fear. Fear and Hate. That was what I was looking for that look. My pussy moistened seeing that look. She hated me which meant I occupied her mind. Her fear made her unable to do anything about it. It was a vulnerability in her mind that I had opened up.

When one is torturing someone they recognize the worst thing to receive is nothing. If they think nothing of what you doing to them then what you do to them means nothing. You must find openings into a person's mentality. One of the best is Hate and Fear. Both of these mean that you are in the foremost of their mind.

Love and Hate are also the same coin. Do something to someone you love and they turn to a vile loathing or hate to you at the drop of a hat. But the same could be said for Hate to Love. Do something or show something consistently and before they know it they are in love with you. The two emotions are the same with a different flavor. They are both uncontrollably thinking of you.