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“He says that I’m his and only his. So I think that means we’re dating?” Our team scores again, and I jump up to cheer, but I missed what happened. Shit! Rex won’t like that I took my eyes off him.
“Oooh, someone is in trouble,” Nicole mutters, and I look over Rex’s way. He has his helmet off and a scowl on his face as his teammates congratulate him. I offer him a small smile, but he turns on his heel and goes back to the huddle.
* * *
“Great game, Rexley,”Nicole says before leaving us. Rex reaches out and grips my elbow hard, tugging me into an empty locker room.
“Ow,” I whimper, then moan as he claims my lips in a punishing kiss. Kissing him back, I sigh as he nips down my jaw. I dig my nails into his shoulder pads, until he pulls away and laughs when I whine.
“Only good girls get kisses, kitty. Are you a good girl?” I nod, and he grips my wrists in his hand, slamming them hard against the wall. I yelp with a wince, and he gets closer to my face. “Good girls watch their boyfriends, and you, kitty, didn’t.”
Giving him a huge smile, I arch my back, releasing a little of the pressure. I press my mouth to his, and he groans, opening for me when I run my tongue along his bottom lip.
“You said you’re my boyfriend.” He blinks a few times and releases my wrists, gripping my neck tight, pulling my lips back to his. I whimper into his mouth, and he grins.
“I told you, kitty, you’re mine.”
CHAPTER9
NOW
REXLEY
“Kitty, kitty, kitty,” I coo as I walk over to her cage. She lifts her head a little and gives me a glare, but it’s weak. Taking the key out of my pocket I unlock the padlock I have secured on the side. I grab the leash hanging on the wall and clip it to her collar. She whimpers when I yank and slowly climbs out.
I then lead her to the shower and turn the water on. She’s fucking filthy, and the smell emanating from her is turning my stomach. Hooking her leash through the ring I installed on the side of the tiled wall, I strip my clothes off, fold them neatly and place them on the counter, then turn towards my pet.
I remove her once white tank top and jean skirt. Her panties were shredded days ago. She cries out from the gag between her lips as the water hits her skin. Leaning over her I turn the water warm; I’m not a total asshole. Next, I grab her favorite body wash and lather my hands. Starting at her throat, I give it a squeeze for good measure before I remove the shock collar and toss it to the counter. The leather cuff around her neck is waterproof, so I don’t bother avoiding it. I glide my hands down to her collarbone and breasts, giving them a good squeeze. She squirms, and I don’t miss the flash of want as she squeezes her thighs together.
“You can claim you don’t want me to touch you all you want, kitty, but your body doesn’t lie. The stiff points of your nipples, the gush of wetness along your thighs. You may hate me, Cat, and at times, I hate you too. But I know you still want me, and for now, that’s good enough.”
Quickly, I spin her until her perky ass is level with my hard cock, then slam into her, not giving her time to adjust. I grip her shoulder and bend her down.
It doesn’t take me long to feel my balls tighten and jolts of pleasure to run down my spine. She shakes as I cum, groaning loudly against her ear. I slip out, but before a drop escapes, I reach over to the counter and grab the custom plug I had made for just this reason. She whimpers against the cold metal as it slides inside. Standing her upright once more, I scrub the dirt and grime out of her blonde locks.
Once she’s all squeaky clean and smelling like vanilla and roses, I quickly rinse myself, then turn the water off. I wrap her in a fluffy blue towel and rub her until she’s dry. She won’t look at me and continues to shake. I press a kiss to her temple, then reach for her leash.
I walk her to the small kitchen I had installed down here in the cellar. It’s nothing like the dream kitchen I had created for her upstairs, but she’s not ready to leave this room yet.
I don’t trust her. I honestly don’t know if I ever will. Placing her on a stool, I attach the leash to another ring I had installed in the middle of the marble countertop. It makes her back arch, and neck twist to the side. I know it can’t be pleasant, but this is all her fault. All she had to do was listen and be a good kitty Cat. Instead, she kept running from me, hiding, letting others touch what’s mine. What will always be mine.
My knuckles tighten into fists, and I take some deep breaths. Reminding myself that I can’t lose control right now.
I cook us up some soup, then place a straw in her bowl. Removing the gag from her mouth, I guide the straw to her lips. I move away just in time to avoid getting sprayed in the face with the hot liquid. I slap her across the face, and she cries out.
“Now look at what you’ve done!” I roar, then wrap her tight in my arms, kissing her head. I didn’t want to hurt her. Why does she have to misbehave?
“I’m sorry. I love my pet. I don’t want to hurt her,” I mumble along her wet hair as she trembles. I sigh and pull her from the stool, dragging her back to her cage where I toss her inside, then slam the door shut. Trying to do something nice, I upgraded her to a bigger size yesterday, and this is how she repays me. I grip her wrists and restrain her with the scratchy rope I didn't want to use. It was just supposed to be a threat.
“Why, kitty? Why do you want me to hurt you? I just want to love you.”
CHAPTER10
THEN
CAT
“He is totally out of your league,” Nicole mutters before plopping on my bed. I finish my eyeliner and snort.
