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Sometimes I’m A Kitty Cat

October 1, 2018 By GlassMenagerie 4 Comments


I snuggled into my Daddy’s chest. Twirled his chest hair in my fingers. There’s so much I love about being with Daddy. Playing games, singing, being silly, taking cares of him (cause little ones know how to do that really good). Bedtime is when we would  talk most sweetly to each other; he made me feel so very safe. I could tell him anything that was in my head and he would listen. Anything at all. At bedtime he rubs my back, gives me forehead kisses, and strokes my hair. When he was petting my hair, I suddenly had an idea that I was super excited about.

“Daddy?!”

“Yes? Little one.”

“Tomorrow, tomorrow I wants to be a kitty cat!!”

“Ohhh? A kitty cat?”

“Uh huh. Wear ears and a tail and meow and purrs and gets petted”

“Mhmmm?” Daddy was sleepy I could tell.

“Yes, Daddy. A kitty cat”

“Okay sweetie. Tomorrow you can be a kitty cat. Tonight though, it’s time for sleepy”

“But Daddy, now I’m excited about being a kitty cat!”

“Little one, even kitty cats need sleep.” He kept playing with my hair.

“Hmmm, okay Daddy. I know time to sleep”

I settled further into his chest and drifted off in Daddy’s arms.

When I woke, Daddy wasn’t in bed, which was strange cause it was Saturday and I get up first on Saturdays usually. I stretched and yawned and rubbed my eyes and got up to use our bathroom. When I came back out, I noticed what was on the dresser. Daddy remembered!!

My kitty ears, gloves with little kitty nails, and my tail. They were all purple cause in our house kitty cats can be purple. I put on my kitty ears and gloves.  But I needed help with the tail. It was a special tail; you could wear it when you didn’t have clothes on cause kitty cats don’t wear clothes. Daddy said it was a plug and you would put it inside and that’s how your tail would stay on. So, even when you’re crawling on the floor it doesn’t fall off.

“Daddy!! I need some help please” I yelled from the top of the stairs.

“Be right there.” Daddy was in the kitchen probably getting breakfast. I was already on the bed in my “putting the tail in” position. That’s just like princess position with your face down on the bed and your bum high in the air.

“Mmmmm good girl,” Daddy said as he walked in. His footsteps came closer and I heard him open something. There was this special stuff that made your parts slippery when you used it.

“Ready little one?”

“Uh huh. Daddy puts the tail in please”

I felt Daddy’s hand on one side of my bottom. Then his finger dipped inside my little bum hole. Daddy usually put some of that stuff inside before my tail. I felt the plug go in. I likes the way it feels. Daddy gave my bottom a quick swat.

“All set you pretty kitty”

I meowed at him.

He petted my back and I arched to meet his hand.

“Kitty kitty I have a game for us to play”

I meowed again cause kitty cats don’t talk.

Daddy got something from his dresser. When he brought it over I could see that it was a purple collar with a little bell. I loved it. Purple to match his purple kitty.

He put it around my neck and did up the clasp.

“Purrrrfect,” he smiled at me. “Kitty cats, little one, are very quiet when they move. They are almost silent. That’s why some owners put bells on collars so they know where their kitty cat has gone”

I turned over so he could pet my tummy.

“I want to see how quiet you can be. You will crawl around the house just like a kitty. If I hear that bell though, I’m going to come find you, and then… well you’ll see, understood?”

Oh, I loved Daddy’s games. I meowed again to show that I understood. Daddy patted my head and stroked my tail and then left the room. I needed to be very, very quiet.

I slipped off the bed and down to the floor carefully. The bell moved, but didn’t ring. I began to crawl across the floor of our room slowly. I made it to the hall with no ringing. But the stairs!! I turned around to back down them so I could stay on my knees but the bell hit the stair above as I moved down and it rung.

“Don’t you move” Daddy’s voice carried through the house. I didn’t move an inch.

“Tsk Tsk, little kitty, Daddy heard that bell. So naughty, what should we do about it?” Daddy was already behind me. He made my princess parts tingle with his words. What would he do? Then he struck. I knew rights away it was the flogger. Across my bottom, across my back over and over. I cried out at first, but soon settled into it, arching my back to meet the flogger. It made my little honey pot drip. Daddy knew it and paused to dip a finger inside.

“So wet already pretty kitty.” He brought his finger to my mouth.

“Lick it kitty, lick Daddy’s finger clean.” I looked in Daddy’s eyes and licked his finger; it was so good tasting myself on his him. I tasted soooo sweet.

“Mmmmm good kitty, another try? Don’t you let that bell ring.”Daddy left the stairs. My bottom stung, but I knew now to be extra careful to keeps the bell away from the stairs. This time  I made it to the bottom.

I started down the hall towards the living room. It felt like it was taking forever and ever to get there so, I moved a little faster, but my arms came up too quick and it knocked the bell, and it rung loud again.

“Kitty, kitty! Don’t you move!” And there was Daddy in front of me undoing his belt already. I tried to move fast. Cause kitties can be fast and I didn’t care about that bell ringing anymore. I wanted to be away from Daddy’s ouchie belt.

Daddy caught my leg and pulled me back towards him; I kicked and hissed (that’s the sound kitties make when they are mad).

“You hissing at me kitty?” He had a tight grip on my leg and down came his belt across my bottom hard.

“Stop struggling you naughty thing, “ He hit me again two more times til I stopped trying to gets away. I laid quiet on the floor. Daddy’s fingers were now searching inside my princess parts feeling how wet he had made me. Slowly sliding inside and out, I lifted my body up so he could go deeper.

“Oh, you frisky, little kitten. You want to play?”

I meowed and pushed back into his hand. But he stopped and wiped my wetness off his fingers and down my back.

“Turn around.”

I did what Daddy asked cause I was a good kitty (well, mostly). He now stood with his jeans undone and his yummy Daddy part was out. And it was hard. I liked that I made Daddy that way.

“Here Kitty Kitty, come get your treat.”

I moved closer to Daddy and looked up in his eyes.

“Lick your treat.” That’s all he needed to say.

I stuck out my little kitty tongue and began to give slow, long licks at first, making sure I got every inch of his hard Daddy part. Then, I opened my kitten mouth and took just the tip in, flicking my tongue against him. Daddy moaned. He grabbed my head and pulled me straight into him over and over.  I continued to suck and let him use my little mouth. Faster and harder. It made my eyes all watery when he did this. Sometimes I made that sound like before you throw up. Gagging on him as he hit the very back of my throat. I felt Daddy tense up and I knew what was coming. But he pulled out instead and he slid his hand up and down his Daddy part until his Daddy cum came spurting out. He held a little purple dish and caught all of it in there.

“Such a good little kitty for Daddy.” He put the purple dish on the floor in front of me. Patted my head.

“You know what to do.”

And Daddy watched carefully as I licked and lapped that purple dish clean. I’m such a good little kitty cat (sometimes).


About the Author

GlassMenagerie has a love and fascination with the written word, and the way it has the power to elicit different feelings in the reader, especially desire.

The last year has been one of self-discovery as she stumbled upon the world of kink, and found the very things she had been craving down in her core, at last, began to make sense.

Writing most often about her journey as a submissive (identifying as a Babygirl and Little), she enjoys sharing her erotic fiction and poetry on Fetlife. Her work is sometimes a reflection of her past experiences or just her kinky mind running wild.

https://fetlife.com/users/8127037

Tagged With: bdsm, Daddy, dom, fetish, GlassMenagerie, kink, little, pet play, play, power exchange, role play, sub

Girl Across The Bar

September 24, 2018 By GlassMenagerie 7 Comments


I lean into our kiss, pushing her gently against the wall of the room. Hands gliding slowly over her body. She’s already moaning into my mouth. She puts her hands through my hair, grazes them over my breasts, my nipples hardening under her gentle touch.

My mind flips to earlier when I watched her from across the hotel bar. Watched her closely as she took the glass and lifted it to her lips. Pink liquid kissing them before she swallowed it down. Putting a  hand through her brown hair, she twisted the ends in her fingers, smiled and laughed as the bartender spoke to her. Pausing for a moment before our eyes met. I wasn’t subtle about taking her in. It was clear that my gaze was entirely on her. A smile flashed briefly across her face..

I pull back from her, staring into her blue eyes and nod towards the bed. I watch as she walks towards it, hips swaying slightly. I like the way she moves. She looks back at me over her shoulder with that smile again. She sits on the edge of the bed as I lean down to kiss her. And from there- My God from there, there is no longer space between us. Pinning her hands above her, I command her not to move. I just want to taste her. My hunger is as great as her need.

I bite her neck hard and as my hands start to search and explore her curves, I delight in her gasps and moans. Stripping her bare, her clothes tossed to the floor, I take one of her nipples softly in between my teeth, and flick it with my tongue. My fingertips dance along her skin leaving trails of goosebumps behind them. From her breasts, across her stomach, then finding her magic, little button. I settle there and start to play.  Softly, gently teasing her clit with my fingers as I move down her body.

My mind flips back to earlier. Watching this beautiful girl. Observing her smile as the bartender brings her the drink I ordered and sent to her. Again, she catches my gaze as he motions in my direction. A little nod to acknowledge me before she takes another sip. I hear my phone buzzing in my  purse, and take a moment to read the message sent.

“Hi, okay if I sit here?”

I look up and meet the warm smile of the girl across the bar who is now beside me pointing at the seat next to her.

“Of course,” I text. I turn to face her as she sits, and starts to  trace the tip of her glass with her finger. I listen intently as she talks about what brought her here tonight. The stress of her job. Needing a break just for herself. I can relate. Eventually our conversation quiets into longing stares. She pauses to retrieve something from her purse and discreetly hands me a slick plastic card, which I realize is the key to a room at the hotel.

“See you soon?” she inquires. She smiles as she stands to leave. She doesn’t wait for my response.

I kneel at the end of the bed between her thighs and at last spread her wide. She is so exposed to me now, a heavenly feast for the wicked. I make her wait. Her hips rock up urging me forward. I grasp her thighs, plant little kisses along them, but skip over her sweet honey pot, the very place she wants my mouth the most. I know the ache she feels. I know exactly what she longs for, but I ask her anyway; I want to hear her say it. “Tell me what you want,” I order as my voice fills the room.

A quiet “please” is uttered. It’s the only word that escapes her mouth.

“Please what? Tell me what you want, ” I again command.  I lick her dripping slit quickly. “You want my face there? My tongue buried in you?” I coyly ask.  I wait for her response as she catches her breath.

“Yesss please,” she begs with a raspy tone.

“I’m not so sure you want it… Tell me again. I want to hear you say it,” I tease.

“Pleasse, lick me, taste me, I want you there, play with my pussy, fuck me, make me cum.” Her desperate words make me drip.

“Mmmm, Good girl.”  I look into her glacial eyes as my fingers slide inside. She yelps loudly before my mouth gets to work. She pinches and plays with her nipples as I start licking her slowly and tenderly, feeling the build within her. I lift her sopping wet pussy to my mouth, supporting her ass with my hand. I suck and lick. My fingers work in a steady rhythm, fucking her until the moment she screams my name and starts to gush- soaking me and the bed beneath her. I lick my lips savouring her taste and rest my head on her thigh, feeling the slight tremor it still holds. Her eyes remain closed as she breathes in deeply.  I rise to my feet and smile proudly to myself as I walk to my overnight bag, removing the magic wand from it.

She sighs and declares, “I love date night.”  

I walk back towards our bed and state, “My beautiful girl, the night has just started”


About the Author

GlassMenagerie has a love and fascination with the written word, and the way it has the power to elicit different feelings in the reader, especially desire.

The last year has been one of self-discovery as she stumbled upon the world of kink, and found the very things she had been craving down in her core, at last, began to make sense.

Writing most often about her journey as a submissive (identifying as a Babygirl and Little), she enjoys sharing her erotic fiction and poetry on Fetlife. Her work is sometimes a reflection of her past experiences or just her kinky mind running wild.

https://fetlife.com/users/8127037

Tagged With: bdsm, fetish, GlassMenagerie, kink, lesbian, power exchange

First Impressions- Tips for a Good Fet Profile

August 6, 2018 By GlassMenagerie 13 Comments

img_2452-smHall of Frames: Hallway Rear  [Self-Portrait by Domina Mara]

For a long time I felt there was part of me that was unfulfilled.  I knew that my thoughts and desires were different than the mainstream. I knew what I craved, but felt so alone in it. To help me gain some insight, I started doing research to learn more about fetishes and kink. After a while, I stumbled across Fetlife.

To join the site you first need to create a profile. While it’s tempting to rush through things and get to the “good stuff,” taking your time with your profile is essential because it represents you. It gives others a first impression of who you are, why you’re on Fetlife, and what you hope (if anything) to get out of it.

To me, the About Me section is the most essential part of a Fetlife profile. Here are some tips regarding this section that I have found useful.

Setting Up Your Profile- The About Me Section

Here are some things to think about as you write the “about me” portion of your profile:

Safety

Although I’d love to say that everyone has the best of intentions in life that simply isn’t true. Safety and protection of your personal information needs to be considered. For instance;

    • Don’t include contact information like phone numbers, your address, or email on your profile -remember your profile can be publicly viewed by other members! (I know this seems obvious, but I’ve seen it)
    • Don’t use your real name for your username or share your real name or the names of family members
    • Don’t share other ways people can contact you off of Fetlife
    • If you’ve set your location to Antarctica because you don’t want others to know your exact location, then don’t join groups that have your city or state listed either i.e. The California Kinksters Group
    • I would also advise that you don’t share your occupation, especially if you are in public service

What would you like people to know about you?

  • Describe your personality: are you outgoing or more introverted? Kind-hearted? Super smart? Have a great sense of humour?
  • Describe a bit about who you are.  I did this by dividing it into two sections, “Kinky Me” and “Vanilla Me”. In the “Kinky Me” section, I describe who I am as a submissive and things I enjoy. In “Vanilla Me,” I share mostly interests and hobbies. As someone new you could talk about what you’ve learned about yourself so far and/or mention that you’re simply exploring who you are.
  • If you’re currently in an established dynamic/relationship and have preferences for how you are contacted and how people interact with you, the “About Me” is a great place to share that information i.e. “I am currently owned and collared. All messages must be directed to my Dominant.”
  • I prefer to keep my friends list small. Partly because I have pictures of my face set to friends only. I also like to keep my home feed something I can manage so I can see and enjoy what my friends have posted. It’s important to me to have developed a bit of a friendship through meeting at munches or through interactions on Fetlife before I add anyone. Because this matters to me, I also take the time to mention this on my profile. This way I don’t get a ton of unwanted friend requests, and if someone sends me one without previous contact, I know they haven’t taken the time to read my profile. The amount of friends you’d like is of course up to you and how you want to experience Fetlife.

Why did you come to Fetlife?

  • Although Fetlife is not set up as a dating website, many people meet and connect with potential partners as well.
  • Think about your reasons for joining and whether you want to share them. It’s helpful for others who are looking for a potential partner to see if you are as well or just focused on friends and events.
  • You’ll find by sharing what you hope for upfront, it’ll help you avoid some unwanted messages.

Odds and Ends

Other things I’ve seen included on profiles

  • Favourite quotes and writers
  • Websites or other places members write and share their kinky selves
  • Favourite music and song lyrics
  • Bucket lists- a kinky “want to” try list
  • Shortcuts to favourite writings or pictures they’ve posted

Tips

  • Be positive. Often, I see profiles with a huge list of rules for contact. While it’s proactive to state what you are open to, long lists of “do nots” may give a negative impression and discourage others from reaching out. (unless that’s your intent)
  • Leave space between paragraphs and information. Format your “About Me”. Long blocks of text can be overwhelming to the reader as well as challenging to read.
  • Think about how long you want your profile to be. If people need to read a small novel they are less likely to take the time to read it
  • Resist the temptation to write “I don’t know what to say, just ask,” Investing time into writing your profile leads to a better understanding of “you” and a more fulfilling time on Fetlife overall (at least that’s been my experience)
  • Think of it as a FAQ-What are people mostly likely to ask you?
  • Remember that nothing is set in stone. You have the ongoing ability to change a lot about your profile including the about me section. As you change on your journey, what you want to include on your profile will too

As they say on Fetlife, “Happy Perving!”


About the Author

GlassMenagerie has a love and fascination with the written word, and the way it has the power to elicit different feelings in the reader, especially desire.

The last year has been one of self-discovery as she stumbled upon the world of kink, and found the very things she had been craving down in her core, at last, began to make sense.

Writing most often about her journey as a submissive (identifying as a Babygirl and Little), she enjoys sharing her erotic fiction and poetry on Fetlife. Her work is sometimes a reflection of her past experiences or just her kinky mind running wild.

https://fetlife.com/users/8127037

 

Tagged With: bdsm, fetlife, GlassMenagerie, kink

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