Catnip

Chapter Seven

I was currently bent over the counter of the kitchen, my booty shorts and lace panties were down to my knees. Austin was thrusting roughly in and out of my hole. With each thrust I was hitting the counter, probably bruising my hips. I didn't mind the roughness, I secretly loved it.

He pulled my hair back making it so my back was against his chest. I gasped, he began to bite and suck at my neck. My tail had gone slack a while ago, my ears stayed in my hair as well. Austin stopped when he had placed a few hickies on my shoulder. I glanced at him, he turned my head forward, making me look away from him. His breath was warm against my neck.

"Have you learned your lesson?" he growled into my ear, going a little harder.

"Y-Y-Yes." I stuttered out

"Call me sir, and answer me without stuttering." he snapped. I whimpered, moving my hips against his. He pushed me back on the kitchen counter, causing me to whimper from pain. I gripped the counter with my hands.

"Y-y-yes, s-si- s- f-fu.ck." I muttered. He stopped inside of me when noticing how much of a mess I was in. Austin's hand ran through my hair once.

"Say it properly." He growled in my ear

"Yes, Sir." I whimpered.

"That's a good kitten." He praised, starting to thrust in and out again. I moan lowly, wishing he'd go faster. He has been going at this for the last ten minutes, pounding into me roughly and being rough in general. I was daring to call it abusive, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I've grown to like it rough, especially with Austin.

I felt him come undone inside of all of a sudden, I bit my lip, trying to hold in a loud moan as he kept pounding into me. When he had came down from his high he removed himself from me, I made a little sound, not liking the feeling at all. He hadn't even let me come yet.

"You've been a naughty kitten," he whispered into my ear, nibbling it. "You don't get rewarded for disobeying me."

It's been two weeks, and I've grown used to what he had to offer. He had moments when he was rough, but he hasn't crossed the boundaries unless I did something naughty. This was one of the two times I've done something to upset him. This time I had sassed him, refusing to do what he had asked of me. I don't even recall what it was he had asked me to do. I just wanted to push him into punishing me again.

He cleaned me up, pulling my boxers and the black denim booty shorts, over my arse. I pulled my sleeveless shirt down. He then guided me off to the same room I've been staying in. Ever since that night we had sex in his room he has been bringing me up to it twice each week, we always used protection since that day. As I walked into the room Austin smacked my arse, I let out a little gasp. He smirked at me, closing the door behind me after winking.

I groan, walking over to the bed, seeing a fresh set of clothes. It was a tightly knitted, black sweater, and a pair of sweatpants, like always. The clothes smelled like Austin at first, but now they were smelling a bit more artificial. I hated it, but I couldn't allow myself to get addicted to his scent.

After I took a shower and took care of my problem, I crawled into bed. I had cramps in my abdomen area and sides. I fell asleep curled into a ball, it was the only way I was going to get comfortable with these cramps running though me.

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I awoke the next morning abruptly, the feeling to vomit came over me quickly. I pushed the blankets away from my body hastily, heading straight to the bathroom. I emptied my stomach in the toilet, my tiny hands gripped the seat tightly as I let it all out.

Once I was done, I stood up shakily and flushed the toilet. I then went over to the sink on the right side of the room. I needed to rid of the taste in my mouth. I grabbed some toothpaste, a toothbrush and brushed quickly over the next few minutes. I then rinsed my mouth out with mouth wash, leaving me with even fresher breath.