Kitten sat on the big, soft armchair in the sun room, her feet tucked neatly underneath her. Sir stood with his back to the windows, in shadow. He held her new collar in his hand. Pink. Diamond trim. She held up her hair so He could fix it around her neck. His fingers stroked the edge of her hairline as He did so. She nuzzled his hand as he stepped to the doorway.
“Princess! Come downstairs, I have a present for you!”
She was wearing a nightgown. Soft, pink and floaty. Her bare breasts visible beneath. She entered the room and went immediately to His side, holding His hand tightly.
“Look, I got you a pet. You always wanted a kitty to play with – and now you do!”
She looked up at Kitten, perched in her seat, staring at her hopefully.
“A kitty, just for me!?”
“Well, Sir might want to play with her too, sometimes. But she is your kitty for the most part. You have to love her and care for her and train her. Can you be a big girl for me and do that?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m so excited to have a kitty of my own to play with.”
She sank to her knees and patted them softly. “Come here, kitty-kitty.”