Kittens Punishment

A/N – Another punishment of mine. The truth has been bent into story form, as some of this has happened to me...  Rate and Review please

I watched the heavy door slam shut, my heart beating wildly as Hunter walked out on me, my whole world spinning as I collapsed on the floor of the bedroom, slumping into a heap. What was I going to do? I needed him. I had been a bad pet, a very bad pet, but I couldn't have stopped it, my anger had got the best of me. I looked at the floor running my nails over the dark carpet as I let the tears spill down my cheeks. I wanted to follow him, beg for forgiveness and punishment, and tell him I should be cast aside. The pain and anger in his eyes had said it all, the way his jaw had set as I pushed my limits too far, quite literally demanding him to do things I knew in the back of my mind he wouldn't, but still continuing. I had been expecting a back hander around my face at the time, quite surprised when I didn't.

I fingered at my collar and leash, fresh tears starting as I had only gotten this one earlier on in the day, my fingers playing with the small bell, the jingles soothing me slightly; even as my naked body shook more forcefully from the cold air of the night that drifted in through the window and from my silent cries. The pressure in my bladder reminded me what I had originally asked permission for to go do, slipping out of the cold bedroom and down the hallway to the bathroom, the bell jingling with each step I took. Cracking the bathroom door open I crept in, feeling foolish for being so sneaky in our house, padding my way to the toilet and passing the mirror on the way, shocking myself with the way my eyes where all puffed up and red.

Collapsing into the cold seat, I tried to relax as I kept an eye on the door, while not expecting him to come back after what I had done, I was wishing that he would walk through the door just at that instant. Sighing and looking down at the tiled floor I finally started to pee, grateful of it as the pressure around my sides and back eased too. Shivering as the stream did begin to taper off, I heard a crash coming from downstairs, causing me to jump and spray my hands in the warm urine. I bit my lip, finishing off on the toilet and washing my hands, remembering at last minute to flush it, mentally telling myself off as I shot back to the bedroom, kneeling in the middle of the room, facing the door.

I counted out the reasons of him leaving in my head, getting to reason number twenty-eight before the door crashed against the wall. I dropped my head forwards, letting my hair hide my face as he stalked to me, his voice dangerous and low.

"Are you calm now." Was all he asked, threading his nails through my hair and pulling my head back harshly, I hissed and nodded, making eye contact with Hunter as I stuttered out a yes, my voice cracking.

"I...I'm sorry Hunter..." I whimpered, his hand tightening in my hair as he growled angrily.

"I really hope you're not just saying that Kitten." He spat, letting go of my hair and stalking around me, "Do you even realise WHAT you just did. You humiliated me."

My eyes snapped up to look at him, regret and pain swirling in my dull grey eyes, matching his brown ones that had anger and pain in them.

"I didn't mean to! I'm sorry Hunter! Believe me, trust me! Please!" My voice was broken with sobs, "I'm honestly sorry for it all, I regret saying any of it!"

Hunter pulled at my hair, causing a low hiss to rip from my throat.

"Just remind me Slut, what are you sorry for?" His voice didn't match his look, it was light and airy, while he looked thunderous.

"I'm sorry for being a bad pet! For swearing at you, and for back chatting! For saying I'm not your pet! I'm just sorry!" Tears were spilling down my face freely again, my voice getting higher as I tried to gulp in enough air to breath.

He let go of my hair, my scalp tingling where the strands had almost been pulled out, and started to walk around me.

"You must have had a reason for saying it. Who else would want to own someone with such a vicious tongue like yours huh." He looked directly at me, "I do hope you went to the bathroom. The next time will not be until tomorrow even if you didn't."

I nodded at him, swiping at my eyes and cheeks to rid myself of the tears falling. I could see it was taking a lot of strength not to hit me, and I half wished he did, any contact would have been welcome to me right now.

"I did go. And no one else would want me, I wouldn't even want me. You should just get rid of me Hunter, I'm a bad pet who doesn't deserve an Owner. I'm sorry..." I mumbled, dropping my eyes back to the floor as he moved away from me, returning minutes later and grabbing my hair again, pulling me to my feet and throwing me onto the bed.

"You are going to prove how sorry you are Slut, since you keep saying it. But how." He ground out, pinching at my nipple with his nails, my cry of pain cracking as he let it go.

"A...anything! Use and abuse me, punish me. Just... Anything!" I sobbed, trembling under the fiery gaze.

"You would enjoy that too much, you little cock slut." Hunter grabbed my arms, holding them above my head and binding them from my elbows up to my wrists and tying them to the bed, getting up to leave.

"T...then something I hate! I will do that!" I screamed, my panic mounting, but stopping him in his tracks. He turned back to face me, pulling a lighter and a candle out of the drawers next to the bed placing them onto the smooth surface.

"Wax and temperature play." He growled, flicking the lighter on and setting the candle going, scratching down my stomach as he waited for the wax to melt. I arched and hissed, one small droplet of blood sliding down my side where his nail had caught in my skin. I could smell the burning wax, starting to tremble harshly as he picked up the candle, tipping it just above my body and letting it splash down, the smaller blobs hardening the instant they fell onto my flesh. I whimpered and twisted, pulling at my binds as he sat on my legs, dribbling the wax down my thighs.

"You know you deserve this. You asked for this. You put yourself in this position." He murmured, the wax from the candle just missing the curve of my bust as he blew it out, replacing it for the lighter and moving up my body; flicking it on close to my skin. I couldn't control my breathing, my breath coming out in shallow pants as I tried to get away from the flame, not getting very far as Hunter perched on my hips, cutting off all of my movements.

"You will deal with this Kitten." Was all he told me as he moved the flame from my elbow down to my exposed armpit, the heat making me close my eyes and bite at my lip hard enough to split it, the metallic taste of blood flooding my mouth. I felt him move the lighter down to the curve of my bust, my head thrashing from side to side as he moved it closer, almost too close. He pulled away after that, switching the lighter to his other hand and starting the same process down my right hand side. I squeaked, tears sliding into my hair as I thrashed. My body trembled hard enough to lift off the bed, whimpering and squealing as he moved the flame down my body at a slow pace.

"H...Hunter... I'm SORRY!" I screamed at him, gasping and swallowing dryly as he moved off me. "Ple...ase, be...lieve me." My throat hurt and my head pounded, adding to the dull ache of the wax stuck to my stomach and thighs and the paths from the lighters flame. Hunter sat at the end of the bed on his knees just staring at me.

"Kitten. You can say you're sorry all you fucking want." He clenched and unclenched his hands, "Nothing changes the fact you made me feel humiliated, like a fucking CHILD!" He roared at me, slamming his fists against the mattress. I flinched, drawing my legs up towards my chest as he shot up from the bed, prowling around the room like a caged tiger. "You have made me want to fucking HIT you! Make you feel as damn worthless as you made me!"

He lunged for my arms, ripping the bindings off me and pulling me onto my knees, I was powerless against his strength as he gripped at my hair once more, my head being pulled back even more than before.

"You will not cum, move or make a sound. You are just a hole to me right now. Understand." I made a gargled sound, the position my neck had been stretched into making the collar press into my already abused throat. He let go of my head, letting it fall to rest on my chest. I heard the sound of a zipper and the clink of a belt being undone before I was pressed down into the mattress, I was given no warning as two fingers rammed into my cunt, making me bite at the sheets to stop from crying out. I felt the fingers withdraw, my walls clenching around air as it waited for anything else. I couldn't help the grunt I let out as his cock slammed straight into me, my body involuntarily jerking against him. The sharp sound of a slap on my ass echoed around the room, stilling my movements as the sting shot through my body.

"What did I tell you Slut? No sounds or movement. Anymore and you will not touch or be touched by me or yourself." His voice was rough, slamming into me hard as he picked up his pace, scratching down my sides and spine as his other hand gripped at my hip. I knew I was getting slicker, I could feel it sliding down my thighs. I bit back a loud moan, still earning a slap on my outer left thigh as it turned into a squeak. Hunter ripped out of me, his groan bouncing through my head as he pressed the head of his cock to my ass, thrusting into me halfway. I inhaled sharply, the pain from the intrusion turning into pleasure quickly as he withdrew and thrust back into me, his balls hitting my clit.

His grunts bounced around the room as he pounded into my ass, every so often moving back to my soaked cunt. I could feel my orgasm building as I tried to control it, clawing at the sheets as I buried my face into them. Hunter moved away from me, watching my body tremble as I tried to calm my breath and body as he watched me.

"On your back, legs against your chest." He growled, grabbing my left arm and flipping me, his nails digging into my flesh. A flash of pain passed over my face, his hands pushing my knees up against my chest, my arms hooking around them to keep them in place, my ass and cunt plain to see to him, his eyes swirling with lust.

"Perfect." He growled, kneeling up and plunging back into me and biting at my calf’s, leaving imprints of his teeth on them. I couldn't stop the sharp cry that ripped from my throat, thankful he was too busy pounding into me to notice just at that moment. I tightened my grip on my legs, clawing at them as he smoothly thrusted back into my ass, keeping up the quick pace he had picked up, his balls hitting the curves of my ass cheeks each time. I felt his shaft become harder, instantly knowing he was about to cum, his rough groan vibrating against my leg as he did, pulling out to coat my legs in his seed.

"You are not to touch yourself. Go get washed up and get dressed. You're sleeping on the floor for the rest of the week." He had a bitter tinge in his voice as he watched me climb off the bed and stand at the edge of it.

"H...Hunter, please. Anything but the floor, please..." I begged, looking at him with tears swirling in my eyes. He looked away from me and pointed to the door, throwing me a pair of old sweat pants and a ripped t-shirt.

"Go before I lock you in this room for the week again." He shouted, sending me scurrying to the bathroom before he made good on his threat. I shut the door with a soft click, slumping against it and collecting my breath, hoping to stop the nausea rolling in my stomach. Pushing off the door I stepped into the shower, peeling the dried wax off my skin slowly, small red marks being left in their wake. Dropping them to the shower floor I inspected my body, the lump in my throat getting larger as I took in the damage.

"I'm a bad pet... A very bad pet" I mumbled to the wall, hugging myself before dropping my arms back to my sides, just standing there. Sighing I turned on the shower, letting the warm water soak my hair, feeling it stick to my face and neck. Feeling for the soap and sponge, I lathered them up and started to wash down, shuddering as the soft sponge brushed over my swollen slit. Jumping as I heard a bang on the door, I sped up my wash down, shampooing my hair and letting the water ease the suds out. Turning the water off I let my body air dry, padding around the bathroom and searching for one of my bobbles, I found one next to Hunters razor, tying my wet hair into a low ponytail. I cast a look at the clothing I had been thrown, knowing I had done wrong when he did give me something to wear at night time.

Tugging on the t-shirt I pulled at the neck, not used to the tightness of the fabric. As I picked up the sweat pants, I noticed he hadn't given me any panties to wear, I was used to being bra-less, not panty-less. Pulling them on and wriggling as they brushed over my nether lips, I padded back to the bedroom slowly, hoping to draw out the inevitable moment where I had to spend the night away from my Owners warm body.

"KITTEN! GET IN HERE NOW!" Hunter boomed, as if he could feel me hovering outside the doorway. I pushed the heavy door open, keeping my eyes on the floor as he clipped my leash onto my collar, the small bell silenced for a second.

"Do you know why you are being punished in this way? Why I don't want you in my bed?" He asked, his voice softening as he led me to the corner where my pillow was already placed along with a small navy blue blanket.

"Because I was a bad pet for lashing out at you and swearing. And for saying you weren't my owner, and I know I shouldn't have Hunter." I mumbled, sliding to the floor as he hung the leash on a low nail on the wall.

"Don't mumble Pet. Be glad I haven't left you alone for what you did." He told me, stroking my cheek. "One week of sleeping on the floor, and no touching yourself, or me." He reminded me, turning back to the bed and stripping off the top he was wearing, giving me a view of the body I was going to miss sleeping next to.

"H...Hunter, I need to pee..." I called out after ten minutes, wincing as he turned towards me on the bed with an unhappy look on his face.

"Come on then." He spoke, moving back over to me, grabbing the leash and pulling me with him to the bathroom, following me in and standing next to the door watching me like a hawk. Pulling down the sweats I sat on the loo seat, looking anywhere but at Hunter as I emptied my bladder, biting on my lip again as the rough toilet paper made me squirm. Hunter made an impatient noise, hurrying me along.

"No more interruptions tonight Kitten. Or your week of sleeping on the floor has one added each time you do." He warned me as I pulled the sweats back up and gave him the leash. He tugged me back to the bedroom, not paying any attention to me. I whimpered low, earning a glare from him as he pointed to the corner once more, hanging the leash back up as I sat on the blanket.

"Goodnight Kitten." He called out from the bed, turning off the light and shifting so his back was facing me and pulling the duvet over his body, blocking my view.

"Night Hunter..." I murmured, curling up in the corner and trying to fall asleep, shifting as my hips dug into the hard floor. I turned onto my back, staring at the darkened ceiling as Hunters breathing evened out, leaving me truly alone with my thoughts, tugging at the collar each time I tried to move my neck, finally falling asleep as the clock chimed two in the morning through the house.