"Yes, kitten, and good little kittens get rewarded." He told her, and she smiled brightly, then he reached into the bag and pulled out the ball gag, and she stared at it a little apprehensively.

"B-b- but I thought you said I was being good!" She whimpered, turning away, and Paul pet her face.

"You are being good, I promise, now open up," he told her, and she bit her lip, looking down, then nodded, turning to him and opening wide.

Carefully, Paul pushed the ball gag into her mouth. It was almost too large for her to handle, but he got it in after a second, then strapped it...