I think it's a fair trade, the cat for her good behavior, or I can whip her ass. Let’s see how long this lasts when I subject her to the punishments she owes me.
I grinned at my little prisoner, knowing this would be a tough challenge for her, even with her cat as collateral.
“Ok. I will tell you what. I will allow you to keep Tuna if you behave. Make sure you can keep your end of the deal, sweetheart, because if you defy me, I am going to flog you, and you damn well know I mean it. I will enjoy seeing you writhe and beg for mercy."
Her eyes came back to life, and her smile widened.
My voice was gentle, but serious.
"I will release you after we eat if you promise not to fall apart again and tear the bandages from your feet. Remember, you still owe me three punishments, and I will dole one out shortly. There is no bargaining for that.”
She swallowed hard, but kept her composure.
"I promise I will be on my best behavior for you. I understand I was very bad, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep him.”
Fuck! I just sold my soul to the Devil.
I couldn’t contain my smile, knowing I would have my kitty begging me for mercy sooner than I thought. I can’t wait to play with her.
“I will remove the restraints from your wrists so you can eat. The chains on your ankles are long enough for you to sit up. I have a tray for you to enjoy your lunch comfortably while you rest your feet. We can talk while have lunch. I will bring your cat to you after I finish giving you a bath and your punishment is over.”
I smiled at her.
"Remember our deal. I’d hate to put more welts on your ass without subjecting you to pleasure at the same time."
I removed her wrists from the cuffs, allowing her enough freedom to eat. Her legs will stay restrained for now. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her upinto a sitting position. The chains were long enough, allowing her to close her legs while she sat.
Her lips trembled, and her eyes started tearing up.
“Why the tears, pet? Aren’t you excited about having Tuna stay with you?”
She nodded. “Yes, I am crying because I am happy. Thank you so much for this. I am so grateful.”
I raised a brow and grinned, feeling victorious.
“Well, you offered me a bargain I just couldn’t refuse. I dislike having a litter pan in my house, but I can manage if you keep it clean. If I smell anything, the deal is off.”
She smiled; her voice sounded excited. “I will keep it clean. You won’t smell a thing, I promise. I never let it get dirty and gross at home, and I will do the same here.”
I set the tray up in front of her.
There was a nice helping of macaroni salad, a lean, thick slice of baked ham and cheese on a beautiful French roll, a choice of condiments, a slice of strawberry cheesecake, a can of ginger ale, and a bottle of water.
“Here you go, pet. Eat up while I explain what is going to happen moving forward.”
She looked beautiful. Her long, dark lashes rimmed a set of emerald green eyes I had never seen before. I found her irresistible, and she belonged to me! I had to restrain myself from taking her right then and there.
I wanted to fuck her senseless.
She looked at me between bites of her sandwich. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was. Thank you for the lunch.”
Such a sweet attitude from my girl, and all for a cat.
I grinned at her. “The food and drink are part of your room and board. That’s the least I can do for the use of your body."
She stiffened at my choice of words but kept silent.
"Tuna is part of your submission to me, so mind your manners, or the cat goes."
