Please sir, not there... [CorruptedHatred & Rawrg]

Jennie blushed. She was growing to love being with him. His body was warm and comfortable, his kisses were gentle, and he seemed to like being with her, too. "Whatever you want, M-- Kin." She murmured, having to keep herself from saying 'master' again. She still wasn't used to calling him by his first name. With some difficulty, she ignored the hunger pains in her stomach, wanting to spend more happy time with her master.

Jennie let out a little giggle--not at him or anything. She'd never been praised like this before. It made her blush and giggle a little, though the blush was partly from his stroking and washing, which was rather exciting. "Ah... Th-thank you." She said, softly, smiling at him. When he seemed satisfied with their cleanliness, Jenny stood up. The blood was gone from her legs, but she was still limping, leaned to one side because of her sore insidey parts.

Jennie shivered a little as he kissed her neck, then she shook her body, water flying off her hair and cat ears. She mewed, softly, as she saw how tall he was next to her--she'd almost forgotten from the previous night of stalking through the city. She gulped and reached for a towel, drying herself off properly, so she didn't get the carpet all wet. "What will you have me wear?" She asked, softly, shyly. She'd liked her dress the day before but, ah... well, there it was, laying in bits on the floor.

Jennie made a little "Aaahh..." noise, in awe of how many clothes were in her closet. And they all seemed to be the right size for her. Coincidence? Probably not. She tentatively left his side, heading into the closet, looking around inside. They were all so pretty. She picked one out that was blue, with white trim. Like an angel's dress. She blushed as she looked at him through her long lashes, fingering the soft fabric. "D-do you like this one?"

Jennie nodded and started to pull it on over her head. She didn't feel at all weird that she had no panties or bra, but... she never had had them, why should she? The dress fell past her ankles right to the floor, and accentuated her desperately concave curves nicely. She didn't have a lot of boob--average Bs. Once she started eating regularly though, they would grow. She looked up at him with big, hopeful eyes. Her tail was twitching under the skirt, wanting to get out, but there was no hole for it.

Jennie melted into his touch. His compliments were... Well, more than that; his voice was intoxicating on its own. When he complimented her, she could barely stand up, her knees gone weak with happiness. He made her feel... happy. Like she was worth more than money, but of course she didn't know what she really meant to him--most likely he was a convincing actor and nothing more. But, ah well. After he seemed content with their kiss and they separated, she shyly reached for his hand, hoping he might hold hers.

"Master Kin?" She asked softly, looking up at him with those pretty, glittering green eyes of hers. "I... I haven't eaten in a very long time, and..." Her stomach growled to cement the fact. "I-I... don't really know if I have suitable table manors... or..." She swallowed hard. It seemed like, with her new master, she should hold herself very well. But she'd been treated like something worthless for so long, she couldn't it remember how to very well. Her cat ears flattened atop her head of long, curly brown hair as she thought and walked along beside him.

Jennie blushed and purred into the touch. Her ear was a sensitive area for her, along with her nipples and, of course, her clitoris. "Thank you, Master." She murmured, nuzzling her face lovingly against his arm. She was only barely as tall as his elbow, because she wasn't particularly tall, and he wasn't particularly small. In fact, he was the opposite of small, being quite tall really. It made her feel even more like a child than she usually did.

Jenny walked down the stairs carefully, stumbling only a couple of times on the hem of the dress. She wasn't used to wearing clothes, really. Slaves were usually sold naked, after all, and she'd been in the shop since she was a very little girl. It made it weird for her to be clothed. She scurried to keep up with him, since his legs were so long, but she was keeping up fine.

Jennie scurried along beside him, stumbling once more. She finally decided to hike the hem of her skirt up a little, holding it up in the front with one hand. Her bare feet made little "Shff, shff" noises against the stone floors of his castle. Her long brown hair hung down around her face and shoulders, big green eyes taking in all the symbols of her new master's wealth. It was quite amazing.

Jennie was immediately tempted to grab the bowl and begin slurping from it. She refrained, instead leaning forward and tasting it tentatively with her little pink tongue. It was good, but hot, and she recoiled, searching her place setting for a utensil that would assist her with the scalding liquid. Her search ended with a spoon, which she examined for a moment, tail swishing, before she dipped it into the soup and blew on it through pursed lips, tasting it again. It was quite an adorable production, really.

As the warm soup filled up her tiny, under-used belly, Jennie started to purr. Her ears twitched and her tail wrapped around the chair leg as she sampled the soup. It was simple tomato, but she loved it. It had to be the best food she'd ever tasted... at least, the best she could remember. Still purring softly, she licked her bowl clean, holding it daintily in two hands.

Jennie blushed and looked at him with big eyes. She had some soup on her nose. "I can have more?" She asked, sounding kind of confused, like the idea of eating in the first place was odd for her, much less seconds. Her ears flicked and so did her nose.