Thread: Bad Kitty!

Lox was immediately aware that for a girl her size this female was disturbingly strong to drag him through the manor and down a flight of stairs into the basement, but he thought she had a considerable death wish for releasing him on the spot and stepping back as he hissed and crouched on all fours. Instead of confronting her directly he streaked towards the door and rammed his whole weight into it without even so much as a creak, that and the whip lashing a red line of agony across his back for turning away from the her one look at the door told him the only way to get out was to kill her and take the key. But even with the size difference and his strength he had been nearly starved at the pet store for over a month because of his constant viciousness, and after contending with the three store clerks and trying to escape the five maids up stairs he simply didn't have anything left to throw at the woman in front of him. She was an expert with the whip in her hands, and while he tried time an again to knock her over and tear her throat out every time he charged she lash him savagely enough to throw off his aim and stepped aside. Their were times when he even suffered the whip in an attempt to tear something off of the walls or to use as a weapon of his own but with his stamina all but gone and what little strength he had wavering he couldn't hope to pull anything out of the stone walls or lift the heavier equipment. Still he fought, hissed, and did everything he could think of to throw her off but after nearly an hour he collapsed to the floor very still accept for his labored panting. He didn't even have enough will left to keep his long tail up as his entire body reminded him just how vicious his new mistress was with that whip, and in many places he bleed staining the white of his hair, ears and tail. Lox honestly thought she had only brought him down here to kill him, and in all respects he wouldn't have minded that at all after being trapped in the pet store and once more at the hands of a vicious woman intent on making him suffer. Regardless of what he wanted though he knew it wasn't going to be that easy, and so far his theory had proven correct in reasoning that she had brought him down here for the sole purpose of tormenting and breaking him. As much as his body hurt he knew that she hadn't caused him any lasting damage, and while he would have quite a few new scars from the lashing she never once attempted to make a killing or crippling blow towards him. I... hate... you.. Was all he could barely pant out as he instinctively curled into a ball and lay helpless, completely exhausted and at this bitch's mercy. The clerks from the store would be ecstatic to see him in such a vulnerable position but no matter how much rage he had to express he couldn't will himself to move. Before he could stop him self a pitiful little mewl escaped him as he tried to block out the pain and stay conscience but his vision was blurring and looking up he could barely see the woman with his pain filled crimson eyes. Nothing in the world humiliated him like being utterly helpless and unable to put up a fight but he had given everything he had since being drugged, and he didn't have anything left to give.