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Figging Darling Kitty (From Mistress Paz's Blog)
  

Mmmm, to begin, I had my darling Kitty bring me the crop with the narrow end, 
her play collar, and a filled water bottle. I had already place out some items 
that intended to use, wrist cuffs, thigh cuffs, triangle tipped crops, the 
terrible mittens for naughty kittens... but one never knows how things will 
"play" out When I came out of the bathroom, she was sitting cross-legged on 
the floor, eyes cast down: a vision of lovely docility, my darling!

I told her to stand up, and I put the point of a small knife at her gracefully
trembling throat. "You're not going to give me any trouble, are you?" I purred.
"No, Ma'am." "Good." I placed the knife on the vanity and ordered her to take 
off her clothes. 

Picking up the rope that my slave had nicely tied so that it would not get 
tangled, I began unravelling it. Kitty offered to help me. Soon, it was draped 
around her neck, and I was preparing my first Japanese style body harness that 
I had seen modelled last week. 

This type of harness is pretty simple once you learn the technique... it's good 
to go to rope workshops if you can, I definitely want to go to more. 
Unfortunately, the orange menace playing with the rope had distracted me from 
the scene so I did not build up as much with Kitty, and I put him in the bathroom 
at one point because that is the only room with a door in the apartment.

She LOVED her rope dress. "You're already dripping, nasty slut, clean it up." 
Kitty obediently passed her fingers over the precum and sucked it off her 
fingers, the dirty bitch.

Placing a bandana blindfold over Kitty's eyes, I told my girl to get on her 
hands and knees. I began tapping her bottom with the triangular crop. Enjoying 
her gasps, I continued not-so-forcefully. I brought out the belt with holes in
it. The problem with holes is that they make a soft blow go a long way, and I 
like to strike hard with all my strength. My arms are very strong too. Although 
I restrained myself, there still was a considerable mark from my first strike. 
I continued more conservatively for a while then it was time for gingerroot.

Miki had considerately knocked the root off the dresser, breaking it, leaving 
Mistress less with which to work--thanks, asshat agent orange! I took the broken 
piece and allowed Kitty to sniff it. The scent reminded me of sushi since I love 
having ginger with this beloved food. Also makes a wonderful tea.

Taking the rest of the root, I went into the bathroom and prepared it for 
insertion. I rinsed with hot water then cold to lubricate it since one cannot use 
lubricant with it. I also cut a ridge into the sides, making it secure like a butt 
plug, and rounded off the end a bit. Great, my groin is aching with memory and 
Kitty is out now. I'll try to continue although I really could some attention 
right now... Mmmmmkay.... Just breathe.

Alright, I inserted the ginger to realize that I had forgotten to bind my 
precious darling. Damn cat distracting me! I tried to remedy this, but it was
too awkward since she needed to stay down for the ginger to stay in place. So I 
began using the crop with a narrower tip to ease her mind from the burning, 
stinging is good for distraction Feeling mercy, I soon relented, kissing her 
pretty bottom and removed the ginger. I blew on her asshole, hoping that it 
would have the same effect as breathing into a fire--to make it more intense... 
I also licked her lovely anus since I had made her clean there very well. 

I felt that Kitty should be able to release more so I gagged her so she would 
feel free to scream. She also helped push her hands into the mittens of no 
escape. I beat my love, using what instruments I don't remember--I was into 
the zone, feeling more than analyzing the moment. I do remember that I began 
hitting her a bit harder, producing some red marks. Seeing my property bearing 
my marks excites me as does producing a fearful look in her eyes. Yum!

Eventually, I removed the mittens and gag, feeling generous, I allowed her to 
choose what I would beat her with next. She requested the red suede flogger. 
Further, I told her to say "1" if she wished me to beat her more softly, "3" 
if she wanted it harder, and nothing if it was at an intensity she wanted. To 
make sure Kitty understood, I had her repeat the directions back to me. Boy, 
that was fun. Kitty mostly was happy or wanted it a bit harder... she's amazing!

Leaving her blindfold on, I told Kitty to get onto her back, like the slut she 
is. "Open your legs more, feet on the floor." I also place the quilt over her 
eyes, so that she couldn't peek under the blindfold. Slowly I moved the suede 
over her sexy form, over her breasts and snatch. Holding it over her, I swung 
the flogger, twirling it so that it whistled... building up speed. I could see 
her facial muscles and body tense in anticipation and fear. Then I slowed and 
brought it down *flop* onto her chest, carressing her body as before. Doing 
this once more, I changed the game. I barely swung the flogger against her 
cunt, spanking it gently. Then I moved the hilt to the quilt, pushed it up 
so that I could see her pretty face, allowing her to come out subspace, took 
off the bandana.

We laid back stunned, barely touching. Off in another world yet deep inside each 
other.