The Kitty Learns Who His Cock Really Belongs Too.

“Ah here it is. I knew I had it in here somewhere.” It had taken your mistress sometime of sorting through her many chests and drawers before she had finally found what it was she wanted. A short length of thin ribbon at first glance it appeared violet, but as it twisted, turned, and caught the light from various angles it seemed to shimmer with every color of the rainbow.

"Now this is a piece I'm quite proud of, you see I don't normally get the opportunity to work with fabric enchantments." Your Mistress dangles it in front of your nose and without thinking you start to bat at it with your paws. Upon realizing what you're doing you quickly pull back in embarrassment; the sight of which brings a smile to her face. "The market is just too saturated with witches who specialize in it already. There was one in Resselton actually: a quirky little woman by the name of Avina."

Seeing that you won't take the bait any longer she instead opts to pat your hair. "But this was for an eccentric woman down south. She lives in this beautiful little mansion in the middle of nowhere filled with a whole harem of cute little boys just like you."

"On your feet pet!" She commands interrupting herself, and you jump up to comply quickly. "Her tastes were more than a little perverse; the type many witches would turn down. So she would often commission wanderers such as myself to fulfill her needs."

Lovara then kneels in front of you and briefly stops to inspect the stain on the front of your skirt. "You made quite the little mess here didn't you Chessie dear? No matter you'll wear it for the rest of the day to let the whole world see, consider it part of your punishment."

"But mistr-" A single glare from her is all it takes to quiet you down. This isn't worth arguing with Mistress over after all. And besides how noticeable could it be? You think to yourself. "Yes Mistress."

"Now be a good boy and lift your skirt for me okay?" You hesitate for just a moment but quickly find yourself rolling up the hem of your dress presenting your panties to your Mistress. Lovara traces over the outline of your cock through the lacy fabric of your underwear; a smirk forming on her face, and a blush on yours as you feel yourself stiffening with shame.

Suddenly her finger hooks your waistband and she pulls them down in one swift motion freeing your erection. For the first time since your transformation you’re able to see your new size at full mast and your heart sinks as you realize you must have lost at least three inches. Mistress chuckles to herself as she caresses it approvingly. “How cute, and so happy to see it’s mistress too; just the way a pet should be.”

“Now when I had first heard what she had wanted I had thought of her a bit mad, but now that I’ve a little pet of my own I’m glad I kept a length of it for myself.” As she said that Lovara gently lifts your balls, and passes the ribbon underneath to pull it up over your shaft. “Mistress what are you doing?”

“Hush pet, and hold still. This will scare you at first but it's best you learn this lesson now.” Mistress then took the two ends of the ribbon and tied them neatly in a bow. Leaning in close you hear her whisper some faint words in a language you can’t quite understand before lightly blowing a kiss. Reacting to her words the ribbon seems to melt into your skin forming a ring that glows brightly.

What follows next is a loud *POP* and a yelp of shock from you as you watch your genitals fall off into your mistress’s awaiting hand. Your face turns pale as your hands drop your skirt and quickly make their way to your groin to inspect the newfound void. To your surprise there is neither blood nor pain but rather a smooth patch of skin outlined by that now faint ring of light. “G...Give it back!”

You pounce upon your Mistress in a **** attempt to save what little manhood you have left, but she easily throws you off and is back on her feet in a flash. Her hand in the air holding your dismembered cock and balls out of reach. She glares down at you; her anger easily cowing your little rebellion. “Now Chessie this is a punishment you aren’t supposed to enjoy it.”

“You are going to learn here and now that your little clitty is mine to do with as I please, and for a pet cumming without his mistress’s permission is a very grave sin.” As she closes her hand around your balls you realize you can still feel everything as if it were still between your thighs. Even though she only applied the lightest of pressure you quickly get the message and sit up straight trying to look as obedient as possible.

“I can see you get the picture, good boy.” Your Mistress lovingly pats the hair between your ears. “I’m no sadist Chessie. I don’t want to hurt you, and I know good little pets like you respond best to being cherished and pampered. Still there are some lessons that only a bit of pain can teach, so let's be on our best behavior so you don’t have to learn them today, okay?”

“Yes, Mistress!” You respond whilst vigorously nodding your head in assent. With your mistress literally having you by the balls you don’t have much of a choice.

“Good kitty, I’m going back to driving the cart now. We should arrive in the town of Dunwalk by noon. In the meantime you’re going fix us breakfast.” Lovara gestures towards a small cast iron stove, next to a cabinet with a cutting board on top in the corner of the carriage.