His Kitten Ada

I’m Ada, and very very shy. I’m his pet, his kitten.

My owner convinced me to make this side-blog and said to make this intro…

Just over two months ago, I was too shy to like or follow kinky blogs and posts. But, then I found myself not wanting to miss any of his posts, so I followed, and then I started liking posts. I was still too shy to do much more than that…but then I started ovulating, and that makes me really slutty and needy and I sent an ask, or two…or quite a few…I was a bit of a bad kitten and sent a similar ask to another blog… and my now owner found out.

I felt bad for disappointing him, so I sent a DM. We started talking about kinks that I was surprised to learn I liked, new discoveries I was making about myself from reading his posts…one of which was pet play…he mentioned loving collars and I made a comment about being much more cat coded than puppy coded. To preface, I had never worn one or thought I had interest in wearing one. But…the next day, I kept getting curious at what a collar would feel like, so I made one out of some scrap leather I had at home.

After I made it he started calling me his kitten, and that pretty much cemented my pet play kink. I was still too shy to wear it around my neck most of the time, and I figured out I could wrap it around my wrist twice and it fit perfectly as a bracelet. And then my praise kink activated in full force when he called me a good girl for wearing the collar on my wrist to work…so I started putting on my collar when I had moments alone at work…and then I started to miss how it felt around my neck…and now this week I’ve worn it around my neck every day, trying not to blush too much when people compliment my “pretty choker necklace”