Kaliopi's Pet

By jd

Stone walls do not a prison make, and though many a prison is made of stone walls, or concrete, others consist of steel cages. Yet still, the worst prisons that exist are of the form young Trender found himself in. They are the prisons of the mind. With walls built of fear, and doors of doubt. The young buck rabbit never intended to create his prison. It was in his quest for freedom, fleeing the bullying of other males in the warren, when his dungeon was created.

Kaliopi for her part was the most pleasant of keepers. The shapely catgirl was absolutely beautiful. And she had techniques that would bring out pleasures he would never have experienced with any of the does who lived in the warren. It was the prospect of being her dinner on any given day that hung above his head as the sword of Damocles.

Waking every morning, before she did with his head cradled in her ample breast, he felt her softness next to him. As he lay there in the morning stillness thoughts of escape invaded his mind, mixed with visions of being caught and punished; followed by thoughts of staying and being eaten, with the inevitable ensuing of a total sense of hopelessness.

Her pleasures were so wonderful, that he actually feared being without her as much as he feared staying with her. His quandary caused him to shudder in frustration once again. How long would this go on? He almost longed for her to eat him and get it over with.

He slowly got out of the bed, so as not to disturb her, to begin doing his morning duties. She did not like disarray in her home when she awoke, and would be quick to vent her displeasure on him. Finishing the morning routine he sat in the corner and awaited her waking up. When she rose, she looked the place over and then smiled at him. She walked over to where he was sitting, picked him up and hugged him close. Nuzzling him she said, "You have done very well this morning. I am very happy with you." Then she kissed him softly before putting him down.

"I am so hungry this morning," she said. "I think I'm in the mood for nestlings this morning. What do you think?"

He looked at her but said nothing.

She looked directly at him and smiled. "I asked you, do you think I should have some nestlings?"

He wanted to answer, but he could not bring himself to condemn another member of his warren.

She licked her lips and moved over to him. Lifting him she placed a claw at his throat and said, "I want an answer, do you think I should have nestlings?"

"I think you shall have whatever you want, dear lady." he answered quietly.

She smiled again and put him down, "You are absolutely right, I shall have whatever I want."

Released, he crawled over to a corner where he tried to avoid her stare.

When she finally left to do her hunting he relaxed sitting in his corner feeling sorry for himself.

Kaliopi couldn't understand her feelings. The rabbit was food. Nothing more. Yet she knew there was no possible way she could eat him. In fact she began to realize that she was quite fond of him. She realized that it was her fondness for him that caused her to mistreat him. She shook her head to forget the nonsense and concentrated on catching some young tender bunnies. She could almost taste the bunny fat even now.

Kaliopi padded her way into the clearing before the oak tree. On the other side of the oak was her warren. She considered it her warren, because it was there that she got her food. She protected it from other predators, and she made sure only to eat males, so the females would be available to breed. She also saw to it that the vegetation around it was undisturbed by larger herbivores.

There were several groups of bunnies playing around the warren. Daylight was considered safe from predators; in fact she hated to hunt in daylight, but it was the best time to catch the nestlings. They only came out in the day and they were seldom able to resist her charms. She carefully selected a group of three playing with a ball at the far end of the clearing.

Kaliopi sat under a tree where she could observe the three and pulled out a brush and began working it through her long blonde hair while singing a light melody. Before too long the three nestling bunnies made their way over to see where the singing was coming from. As they drew near she continued what she was doing, paying them no mind.

The aroma of each of the approaching bunnies gave her a heady feeling. She had selected right. They were all males. She preferred never to take a female, as the numbers in the warren could be badly affected by taking even one. And she wanted to be sure her warren remained large.

It was when one of them accidentally brushed against her that she finally took notice of them. "Well, what have we here?" She said to them. "My, but three brave travelers in the forest. No, no don't be shy, come on up in Kaliopi's lap. Yes, you are soft and warm, and so am I. Come on, it's okay."

The three all scrambled up into her lap where she began to stroke them gently and sing her seductive song again. It took nearly half an hour, but her soft warmth and gentle singing eventually put them all to sleep. Seeing that they had fallen asleep, Kaliopi gently placed them in her bag and carried them home.

When she dumped the three nestlings out on the floor, they were no longer asleep. They huddled against a wall away from her and looked at her wondering what she wanted. She turned her attention to Trender and picked him up. She kissed him full and then threw him onto the bed. "I'll be dealing with you later, but I want you to watch me now," she said smiling. "I am the most important thing in your life, isn't that right"

He nodded slowly.

"That's right. Now pay attention," she snapped.

She turned back to her three prizes and said, "This is my home, and I'm so happy you could come here with me. Would you like to play a game?"

They all stared confused at her. Then one stepped forward shyly walking up to her saying, "Please, I want to go home now."

She picked him up and said, "You are home, you're home with me." And she quickly placed his head in her mouth and bit down solidly holding him fast. Kaliopi began to swallow the nestling working him into her throat until only his kicking legs and feet were visible. She slowly pushed the legs into her mouth and swallowed, leaving nothing of the bunny but her smile.

"Mmmmmmrrrr! I love the taste of bunny," she said. "Oh yes, you two are going to please me too," she said to the two young rabbits that were now huddling by the wall. "Who wants to be next into Kaliopi's belly?" She asked them. Hearing no answer she reached for the nearest one.

"No, please miss, don't hurt me, I don't want to be eaten. Ple...."

Her open mouth taking his head into her was his answer.

The last one had gone into an almost panic but he came over when she asked him to, simply walking up to her and allowing her to devour him without a struggle. When she finished the third one, she rubbed her stomach and moaned in pleasure turning to her slave in the bed.

"Now it is your turn to please me," she said. "I think it would be prudent of you to remember that they weren't enough. I'll have to hunt later today. Or, you will see to it that I don't have to hunt. Your choice."

As she lay next to him on the bed he reached a hand to her shakily to fondle her breast. She clamped her jaws softly on his wrist, then released him and smiled. "You are nervous, why?" she asked him.

"Please mistress, I will do my best to please you. You need not remind me of what you will do with me. I will try to keep you pleased for one more day, if that is all I shall get. I want to please you even if you don't threaten me." He buried his head in her ample bosom then asked, "Why do you torment me so?"

Kaliopi wanted to know the answer to that herself. She wanted to be gentle and tender with him. She wanted to caress and cuddle with him. She wanted him to love her, not be afraid of her. The three young bunnies had been more than enough to fill her and their bunny fat would satisfied her needs quite well. She had no desire to feed again today. So why did she have to terrify him? She held him and gently caressed his back as he cried. Why couldn't she simply love her bunny and let him be her mate?

She brought his face to meet hers and gently kissed him as she caressed him and hugged him close. Only after he reached for her breast again, did she place a hand down to begin massaging his bunnyhood. She was rewarded with the feeling of his firm member in her hand as she continued to kiss him gently and feel stirrings from his hand on her breast.

She always enjoyed the feeling of his member responding to her hand, it gave her a feeling of power over him. She also enjoyed when he devoted himself to pleasing her. It allowed her to surrender to her passions with him and feel the pleasure shoot through her body as his gentle ways brought her to climax. Other catfolk were always so rough, yet he was soft and temperate with her. She was confused how his gentleness could elicit the same passions within her then adding the feeling of serenity in the afterglow that followed his ministrations.

Was that why she loved this little bunny? Was that why she was unable to bring herself to eat him? The very thought that she might love him angered her. She didn't want to love him. She wanted to use him and when she was done with him eat him like the food that he is. She hugged him close and kissed him again. Holding him she couldn't restrain the thought that she wanted him to love her back. She wanted him to willingly please her out of desire for her, not fear. Within herself she, too, softly cried. What did she really want?

Her sex was now wet with anticipation from his manipulations upon her breast. Looking at him the warring feelings toward the bunny were developing into a desire to love him totally. She wanted to envelope him with her love and caring, all the while a small still voice within her loathed the concept. She looked into his tear filled eyes and said softly, "Will you lick my sex please?" He nodded moving his head down between her legs. She instantly shuddered as his soft tongue came in contact with her clitoris.

She moaned and pressed her legs together around his head as he started to lick her in earnest. His small-rough tongue worked itself against the top of her vaginal opening, eliciting the flowing of her juices down around his chin. She arched her back in pleasure as her hips rotated rhythmically to meet the motions of his tongue. Feeling the abandon he generated within her she released her inhibitions and exploded with pleasure screaming out her climax.

Breathless, she looked down at his hopeful face and said, "Come up here, now, my little bunny, It is my turn to please you."

He moved up her chest slowly and she grabbed him and kissed him full before he could get all the way up to where she had motioned. She rolled over on top of him and kissed him again. She licked his chest lovingly realizing that his flavor was stirring her sex and not her stomach. She worked her tongue down to his now throbbing member and began to work her moist soft lips around his shaft as she circled the tip with her tongue.

As his bunny hips reacted instinctively to her actions, she moved her head faster to meet his desire, licking his head almost hungrily. She would move her lips all the way down to the scrotum and up to the head again. When his climax expelled his warm sweet bunnycum into her mouth she sucked hard to lap every drop into her waiting belly. She continued to lick at his member and summoned another eruption of his delicious seed. The taste of him served only to increase her desire to have him in her sex, not her stomach. She softly began to minister his bunnyhood to make it firm again.

She rolled over onto her back and lifted him onto her chest. She kissed him long and hard. She then said, "Love me, little one. Love me now." And lowered him where his member could meet her sex. Feeling the heady pleasure of his warm member entering her waiting vagina she squeezed him against her belly full of the nestling rabbits. She arched herself and motioned her hips as he pumped rabbit fashion into her desire. With each stroke new pleasures erupted within her. When she climaxed her claws dug into his soft back and she let out a scream while clamping her legs around his frail rabbit body.

She allowed him to reach his own climax before she pulled him up to kiss him again. Then, in the afterglow of her climax, she cuddled him gently against her breasts and they both fell asleep. Later she woke up and looked at his still sleeping form. She loved him. She wanted him to love her. But she did not know how to express that to him. He would always fear that he would be food to her, and he would want to get away. She had to use that fear to keep him with her. She did not want him to ever leave her. She gently caressed his head between his ears and cooed at him as he slept.

No, there was no way she could ever eat this little one. No matter how tasty and filling he would be.

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