paddedlittleparadise: To the anon who asked for some kitten play captions: here you are! There might
paddedlittleparadise: To the anon who asked for some kitten play captions: here you are! There might be more to follow if you enjoy this one… “Lizzie, wait! Please- I don’t like this anymore-” The hapless young woman struggled within her prison, the metal bars clinking softly against the links of her pastel cuffs. “You didn’t say anything about- about-”“About what, Beth?” Lizzie purred, smiling condescendingly down at her restrained friend. “About your costume? About how I’d had just the perfect idea for what we could go as this year?” She chuckled and shifted her weight easily between her stiletto heels. “Well, I seem to recollect telling you all that and more, baby cakes!”“Don’t call me that!” complained her friend, squirming uneasily in the cage beneath her. “Besides, you never told me you wanted me to go as- as- your, like, kitten.” She turned her head to stare anxiously at her mitten-encased hands, now for all intents and purposes transformed into paws. Cuffed paws, at that.“Oh, of course not!” Lizzie replied breezily, tossing her hair back over her shoulder. “Beth, girl, listen. I know you. You’d never in a million years have agreed to go as my kitten, much less the kitten of some kinky dominatrix.” Her eyes twinkled as she ran her hand suggestively over her pleather-clad bosom. “So of course I had to get a little… creative.”“I still can’t believe you’d actually send Derek my nudes,” Beth muttered, wriggling distastefully in her bonds. “Some friend you are, huh? Blackmailing your best friend just so you can have your kicks with some crazy Halloween getup?”But Lizzie merely laughed. “Hey, whatever! Listen. I’ll make sure you enjoy your night too, okay? Though with everything going on right now I don’t want you going out on the town, baby. And besides, somehow I don’t think you want to go out like that, either.” Her eyes traveled pointedly down across her friend’s diaper-clad form. “Not a lot of guys are into kittens, let alone pissy-pants baby kittens who can’t even use the litter box on their own…”“Liz-zie!” Beth wailed, as her friend broke out in a fresh gale of laughter. “Not funny! You know I only pissed myself that once…” But the cuffs were tight, and the bars solid, and despite her renewed struggles Lizzie showed not the slightest inclination to set her free. “Oh, sweetie,” she sighed at last, still smirking. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure my little kitten get lots and lots of milk before I go. Kittens love milk, you know - and I just have to make sure you don’t get dehydrated…“Then, once I get back with Derek-” She shrugged. “Who knows? Somehow I think you might really enjoy being nothing more than a sweet, caged little kitty girl, watching your best friend fuck her boyfriend right before your eyes. Bet that’ll make your pampers wet for sure… If they aren’t already soaked with your own piss by then, that is!”As Beth’s protests turned into genuine wails of mingled disgust and fear, Lizzie’s smile only deepened. Damn. Maybe this costume really was putting her in touch with her inner domme.Image Credit: ABDreams.comPlease don’t remove my caption or accreditation! If you do, I cordially wish you a massive clog in your house’s plumbing. -- source link