Time to set some rules

“Since you appear to be confused about what you are supposed to do, let’s set some rules for you” he explained “I already told you that I expect you to always obey me and I may tell you some more things to keep in mind later on, but these are the rules you should follow at all times:

1. You will address me as master and every other free person as either sir or ma’am.
2. You are not allowed to masturbate, and neither are you to touch your cunt, ass, breasts, ears or tail, or any other part that you may derive pleasure from, other than for utility purposes, like washing yourself.
3. You will not wear or take off anything unless I have specifically told you to. This goes for clothes as well as restraints, sex toys, and accessories. You may struggle against restraints, but you must tell me if one comes off.
4. You will never lie to me. Beware, I also consider dishonesty to be a lie. If I pet your ears and you mewl happily although you don’t like it, that’s a lie.
5. You are allowed to speak whenever you want unless I tell you to be quiet. However, I want you to try to communicate with (feline) sounds or gestures as much as possible, like purring, meowing, moaning, etc.
6. You are not to leave the house unless I tell you to, although I’ll normally allow you to go to the garden if you ask nicely. And obviously, you are not allowed to run away.
7. You may allow other females, no matter whether free or ****, demi or human, to touch you and even have sex with you if they want, although you don’t have to unless I tell you so. However, this doesn’t go for males. I don’t want any man to lay so much as a finger on you.

Do you understand these rules?”

“Yes master, I understand.” I answered, vigorously nodding my head.

“Good pet.” he praised me. “I want you to follow these rules as closely as you can. Naturally, there will be times when you can’t follow them, like when a free human man grabs you and tries to **** himself on you.”

“Obviously, you can’t fight him, you are far too weak for that, and it would break the law. Instead, tell him that your master doesn’t want you to be used by other men. If he still doesn’t stop, just take it lying down, I won’t punish you for that, it’s not your fault. After all, I am the one who is supposed to be protecting you.” he continued.

I was confused. He would be protecting me? That was new, nobody had ever done that, aside from maybe the guards hindering customers from deflowering me on the **** fare… Not that anybody tried, but I am sure they would have… Or at least I hope so. But a master protecting me instead of wanting me to service his friends? I had never heard of that.

“You… You will protect me? I asked him

“Of course I will. You belong to me now and I won’t stand for anybody taking what is rightfully mine!”

I don’t know why, but his declaration awakened something in me. I lowered my head and nudged his hand with it, much like a common housecat seeking its master's affection. and for the first time in years, I began to purr.

After a moment I stopped purring, confused why I even did it in the first place. Why did I do that? I barely knew him, and he wasn’t even petting me right now! I sure wish he would though…

And then he did! His hand went from holding my collar to cupping my cheek and finally up to my fluffy ear, scratching the spot directly behind them that felt so good. Every cat had it and some other demis too, I think. It wasn’t common knowledge, however. That spot was a very intimate thing to us, so we’d never speak about it, let alone touch each other there or publicly touch it ourselves. We’d just discovered it at some point during our youth and leave it alone pretty after that. If you didn’t have it yourself, it was pretty much impossible to know about. So, suffice to say, I had never been touched there.

But I was now! And it felt good! Master made slow, circular motions with just the right amount of pressure. I began to purr again, a low, sensual purr this time, almost a moan. I couldn’t stop the entire time master was petting me in this way.

“It seems you have taken a liking to me.” he said with a gentle smile. I looked uat him, blushing.

“How… how do you…” I muttered between purrs.

“…know how to make a kitten purr?” he completed my sentence for me. I nodded slightly, not moving my head so much that he would stop petting me.

“Well, I like my pets, I want them to be happy. Towards that end, I need to know a lot of things the humans you encountered so far probably wouldn’t.”

I nodded again, this made sense to me. But even if it hadn’t, it would not have mattered in this moment, I was much too busy with purring happily for my master.