Be my pet. Be a cute little kitten that is absolutely infatuated with the idea of pleasing me. Message me about how badly you want to be mine and start giving hints for me to eventually "kidnap" you. Just think about how your life would be complete. Licking your dry lips, and gulping as you press down on "Enter". Finally sending me your address, meetup location, and time. Your dream is finally coming true kiddo. Your heart feels like its beating out your chest, your mind getting all fuzzy. There's no turning back now. You're walking up to meet me. Lightheaded because you can't believe this is actually happening. I'll bring you over to my place, maybe calm your nerves a bit with a drink. Listening to you stammer and yap as you try to make things less awkward. Telling me about how badly you've wanted this since you found my blog. Stalking it every day, feeling elated when you found out we lived somewhat near each other, and then nothing. Pitch black.
You'll hear distant thuds becoming clearer as your consciousness comes back. Numbness fading away as you wince. Those thuds aren't distant, it's behind you. Your eyes widen in horror and pleasure as you realize what just happened. You feel a hard smack against your ass, as I slide in and out of you, cooing at you. Telling you how good you feel. Would you panic? Or would you just give in and moan loudly as I use you. Your phone propped up, filming everything that's been happening. Cum already leaking out of your dripping cunt. Try and move your body, go ahead. It must feel awkward when your ankles and wrists are shackled together. As your eyes get less bleary you'll start to notice the environment around you. If only you had a tail, I bet you'd wag it excitedly. A nice pink cage, bed, bowl, collar, leash, and outfit for you to wear day and night for me.
You don't know it yet, but it's going to be a long night. Euphoria and drowsiness fading away as you start to realize the consequences of your actions and what's really happening. You don't need to worry though, I'll train you, thoroughly. I'll make sure you develop Stockholm Syndrome for me so you never want to leave. Stutter whenever you speak to me. Flinch whenever I raise my hand. Do progressively more disgusting things for me in fear that I'll leave you for somebody else. Well you don't need to know that yet. I will however lean in beside your ears and whisper.
"Be careful what you wish for."
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