The whole premise of this one is that Pitch turned Jack into a Bombay kitten. Which if u don't know what kind of cat that is; its black fur (I'm making in with light blue eyes) and dark grey markings. It is a relatively small cat, almost as big as an American Shorthair/Longhair. Even though I'm the kitten I'm even smaller than that.
Last Punishment
Chapter 1: In the Beginning
I meowed softly and rubbed my ears against Pitch's chest, purring softly. He chuckled softly and rubbed his fingers against them. I purred louder and curled up in his lap and shut my eyes.
After I had woken up, I started needing on his chest. He growled sharply and grabbed me by my scruff. I mewed in surprise and looked at him as he brought me to eye level.
"Don't do that again, it hurts," he whispered. I purred in response and rubbed my ears on his hand holding me up.
He laughed darkly and dropped me onto the floor. I sat and looked up at him, pleadingly. He kicked me softly and I dashed off away, hissing. I ran into our bedroom and curled up at the foot of the bed, still purring as I start needing on the blankets, careful not to rip them.
He cackled darkly as he walked in. I hissed loudly and arched my back up. He smirked at me and sand grabbed my tail yanking it. I swiped at it but it disappeared. I turned back and he was right there, staring into my eyes. I hissed louder and swiped at him. I hit his cheek and blood came spilling out onto the floor.
His look changed from enjoyment to pure hatred. I hissed louder, trying to get him to go away.
Sand came up from behind me and grabbed my tail, yanking me up by it. He glared darkly at me as I was held into the air by my tail. I hissed louder and swiped harder at him, my claws at full extent, extremely pissed. He laughed darkly and smirked, watching me swing helplessly by my tail. I growled and hissed more. I meowed angrily, but he just watched. I lunged at him but the sand held me back.
The sand deposited me back on the bed. I lunged at him and dragged my claws down every inch of skin exposed. Blood ran down my claws and his bloody body. I jumped back onto the bed and sand held me down. I put my ears hard down against my head and hissed. He formed sand in his hand and made a whip. I hissed louder and fought against the sand hard, biting and clawing.
I had struggled out and made a jump out, just as the whip slashed my back hard. I meowed loudly and hissed at him, laying back. A huge stinging/burning pain was in my back and I could still feel pain in my tail. I laid down and hoped it would all just go away.
In an instant, he was gone, nothing but a whisper was left.
"Hurt me one more time, and it'll be death…" his voice trailed off. I put my head under my paws and shivered slightly, curling up and fell asleep, scared for my life the following day.