Kitten Chloe

You and Fiona finish your breakfast and continue to chat with Chloe as you sip your coffees. She asked how you guys got to this arrangement and how it was all going to work. You didn't have many answers for her but you were glad to explore the topic. Eventually however you decide to turn the questions back around to her.

"Chloe." You swirl your half full paper coffee cup. "Why are you messing around with a married man?"

"You mean Daddy?" She asks.

"Of course that's who I mean."

Fiona just smiles.

Chloe shrugs like it's not big deal. "I dunno. I like him and he likes me. He treats me nice."

"He gives you money you mean."

She nods. "Uh huh. Said he's gonna buy me a car someday if I want. Not sure what I would do with a car but he seems to like the idea. I might actually let him one of these days."

You set your cup down. "Chloe, you're basically a call girl."

"Ha! Yep! He calls and I'm his girl." Just thinking about him seemed to be brightening her mood.

"I don't mean to judge it's just...he's married. You're playing with fire Chloe." You look at your sister. "What are you smiling at?"

"I'm smiling because my Master doesn't know when to leave well enough alone."

"Oh? You think this is fine? She's not playing with fire?"

She laughs. "Oh yes, she's playing with fire. Only it will be wifey who gets burned."

You raise an eyebrow. "You sound so sure."

"I am. She's a Bailey Jesse, she's a cut above any other woman out there. I keep telling you brother. We are superior. Aunt Peg can explain it all to you, but we're the next phase of human evolution." Fiona's attitude smacked of racism...or something...and you could see in her eyes that she truly believed it. "We are to normals as they were to Neanderthal. Her Daddy is a very lucky man. Wifey doesn't stand a chance."

"I'm not sure I like you talking like that Fiona."

She bows her head. "Apologies Sir." She looks back to Chloe and pats the floor beside her. "Take off your clothes and come here Chloe."

"Hold on a second." You say. Too late, Chloe was already peeling out of her clothes like they were on fire.

"Chloe! Fiona!"

Fiona is trying to hide a smile as Chloe, already shirtless, hops on one foot to remove one sock then on the other to remove the opposite. Her teeny titties jiggle as she hops. She pulls down her dress and panties in one great motion, her soft cock and balls flop and sway as they spring free. Before you knew it Chloe was buck naked and hurrying to Fiona's side. She giggles and wiggles her tight little tush in your direction.

"That's my girl." Fiona says calmly. "Come, kneel here."

Chloe kneels down beside Fiona who was already kneeling on the floor. She didn't know what was happening anymore than you did but the fact she was nude meant things were heading in a promising direction. You were far too curious to put a stop to it now. You sit back and make yourself comfortable.

"Show us your **** girl Chloe."

Chloe smiles and nods, seeming to know exactly what to do. She places her hands on her knees, sits up taller, pulls her shoulders back, and looks straight ahead. Fiona turns and runs a hand down Chloe's straight dark hair and then down her back. The two had an easy chemistry you'd never seen before in their usual interactions.

"Very nice." Your sister reaches up to take Chloe's glasses.

Chloe pulls away. "I won't be able to see."

"I know." Fiona says as she pulls the glasses from your Cousin's face. Even without the magnifying specs Chloe's eyes were big. Big, brown, doe like eyes that were now completely unfocused. Chloe was nearly blind without her glasses. Fiona lays them on the coffee table. Turning back she shifts so that she can face Chloe better. Running her hands down your cousin's slender bare arms she says warmly. "You look nice today Chloe."

Chloe grins. "Thank you. Mom has all sorts of fancy creams and stuff. I tried some. Gave myself a big ol' facial."

Fiona looks into Chloe's eyes. "Chloe, do you really want him?"

"Jesse? Sure, let's bang Cuz!"

Fiona shakes her head. "No dummy. Your Daddy. Do you really want him? Do you want to live in that big mansion with him? Do you want him to think only of you?"

Chloe sighs. "I mean, sure."

"Do you love him Chloe?"

The little smile that brightens her face answers the question more than words ever could. "Fiona, don't be silly. He's got this wife and she's from a good family, whatever that means, and..."

"She is nothing." Fiona pinches Chloe's chin lightly and lifts it an inch higher. "You are a Bailey and she is a boring old bitch."

Chloe giggles.

"Show him Chloe. Show him what he's missing." Fiona says. "Be his little **** girl, but really BE it. Show me."

Chloe nods and blinks her eyes adorably.

"No, no, no. Chloe. Think! You are tiny, weak, blind. He is large, muscular, strong. He could do anything he wanted to you and there isn't thing one you could do to stop him."

"Oh my God, I'm getting wet."

"Focus!" She slaps one of Chloe's tiny breasts. Your cousin flinches and sits back into perfect position again. "Show him. Show him you recognize his power. Show him you respect his power but do not fear it. Show him that you need him. You are so small...so blind...so helpless without him. You need him Chloe. Baby Girl's scared. Baby Girl doesn't want to be alone. She needs her Daddy to protect her from the big nasty world."

You could see your sister was getting through, Chloe was listening seriously. She takes a breath and nods.

"Show her to me." Fiona whispers.

Chloe lowers her head, pauses, then looks back up in the most powerfully submissive and precious expression you had ever seen. Her unseeing upturned eyes were wide and dark. They were the eyes of a lost child. Her lips her pursed lightly together with her plump bottom lip pouting every so slightly. She never raised her face completely, staying low and docile. She brings her elbows into her body every so subtly giving the illusion she was embarrassed to be nude but forcing herself to stay exposed. Your permanently horny wacky cousin had transformed before your eyes into the very epitome of meek docile innocence.

"There she is." Fiona says softly. "She is magnificent."

"I want my Daddy." Chloe coos sadly.

"I know, I know baby. Soon."

"I'm just a toy. He doesn't want me." Your cousin's shoulder slump. You had never seen Chloe so **** before.

"Shhh. Yes he does baby. More than anything. Trust me." Fiona grips Chloe's shoulders and looks her in the eyes. "The next part will be the hardest. You have share something with him. Something honest. Something deep." Motioning your direction she says. "I shared my pain with my Master. It was the best thing I ever did. Chloe..." She smiles kindly. "...I want you to show us Puss-Puss."

For the first time you could ever remember you see a bright pink blush bloom across your cousin's face. Her eyes glance nervously your way then her gaze returns to Fiona. "No. It's stupid."

"No it is not stupid!" Fiona insists. She looks over to you. "You won't laugh at her, will you Jesse?" She was telling you as much as asking you.

"Uh...no, of course not." You reply.

Chloe shifts, genuinely embarrassed. It was a strange emotion to see in her.

"Puss-Puss." Fiona says in a very soft singsong way. "Puss-Puss. Here Puss-Puss. Kitty-kitty-kitty-kitty."

Chloe's breath catches in her chest and her small pale body trembles.

"Where are you kitten?" Fiona continues. "I don't hear the bell on your collar. Have you run away? Kitty-kitty-kitty."

Chloe's hands ball up into paws and her butt begins to tilt back and forth. Her eyes come alive with a playful joy.

"Puss-Puss, where are you pretty girl?"

"Mew." A tiny, high pitched kitten's mew comes from your cousin. If your eyes had been closed you would have sworn it came from a real feline. "Mew!" She says again louder. Something washes over your cousin. Just the way she held herself was looser and more fluid.

"There she is!" Fiona says brightly. She holds her hand out. Chloe rubs her cheek against it just as a cat would...and then begins to purr!

"Prrrr. Mew!" Chloe's brown eyes gleamed. "Prrrr!"

Fiona pets Chloe down her hair and back then scratches behind her ear. "There's our beautiful kitty."