littlekittyval.bsky.social
@littlekittyval.bsky.social
It's in those moments, just after I've been crushed, put down that I feel my most at peace. Pain rushing, my head swimming, my thoughts crushed. I'm built to serve and to be held when I do.

I love sir. I am truly a little fledgling.
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
When I was spent, and he laid me back on his bed, I looked to see my stomach covered in beautiful marks. Red and blue and purple, glorious regal colors painting my skin.
"My little fledgling. You're a quick little learner baby girl. Taking it so well. Staying still for me."
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
He tried to teach me to be above prey, but I couldn't help but be the cute little angel he caught. He ravaged my back. My neck. He flipped me, and started again on my stomach. My thighs. I squealed. I held tight to him. I was crushed beneath his presence.
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
"What?"
"please crush me. mark me. m-m-make me your own"
His hands grabbed my sides. I felt his breath on my neck.
"Good little fledgling thing. You don't even have your wings yet."
I felt myself go limp. I was his. The collar around my neck. I felt so little. I was prey.
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
My neck, my back, my shoulders ached. Searing his desires into my skin.
"Good girl. My cute little fledgling~"
The sky felt like it was crushing me. A caring pressure pushing my lower. Deeper. "mmmmmgh"

"My cute little thing. I could crush you between my fingers."
"mmmmmmggghhh pleaseeeee"
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
"Please what, little girl? Use your words."

"p- p- please m-mark me sir"

His teeth felt so good on my neck. Then my back. Biting, sucking-"Harder, please sir"
He growled. Fucking growled. The pressure increased. I felt my nerves light up red hot.
"Ah... ah ah ah"
Biting, sucking, marking.
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
"Just a little angel. So tiny, little thing."

I felt his teeth on my neck.

"Now you better listen close. I'll do what I want and you'll have a fun time. Safeword is red. As you well know, little fledgling"

My breath caught in my throat. I needed this. "p... please"
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
He smiled at me as I wandered off, plushie held tight.

"She was a good catch. I think I'll keep this one. I'll have to thank my friend up high for this. He does know how to pick 'em."
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
I wrapped my wings around my new found friend. A small stuffed elephant. How safe.

"Good girl. So cute. Now run along and play. Make sure to take your vitamins and I'll let you know when dinner is ready."

I shook my head out of confusion, but after a moment, this seemed fine.
"Okay. Thanks."
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
My rattled brain saw this as regular though. I felt business as usual, despite no memories like this.

"Here, I found this. You must have dropped it when you were playing earlier."

A plushie? I took it from his hands.
It felt right. Safe. I squeezed it against my chest.
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
Then I saw them, pitch black with feathers tipped like thorns.
I should be panicking, but why?

I'm safe. I'm home. I'm... happy? Is that what this is?
I can't think straight.

"Hello, little fledgeling. How was your nap? I know how you love your little cage."

It felt strange. This was new.
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
I knew this was my little space. I felt my wings stretch. Maybe it was a bad dream?

I looked down to find a leash. My head tilted, without me thinking to do so.
I found a collar on my neck. It felt so natural. So right.

I took my wings and wrapped them around myself. Soft, caring.
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
My bones grew anew. Wings sprouting in a few minutes that felt like eternity. My body was drenched in acid and my soul was splitting in two.

When it was over, I blacked out.

I woke. Sunlight running across my face through the window. I was in my crate. My.... my.... my crate.
I knew it was mine.
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
And I felt my back begin to roar with pain anew. I writhed against the floor.

"Aw, it's just so easy with you. I can't imagine why they thought you of all little fledgelings could handle me. Maybe they just didn't like you all that much."

My back
My back
Burning
Aching

Crunching
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
My arms were free. I turned to look at him.

"Oh, the gag. Let me get that."
He took the gag off, setting it aside carelessly.

I looked at the cup. I felt...
Hazy. The world was blue and red and purple.

I felt thirsty. I took the cup and sipped.

It was sweet. Better than water. Better than sugar
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
"There are those little screams. Good girl"

My wings.... they were gone in an instant. I didn't know they'd dissapear. I felt my halo cease to be.

I felt myself grow colder.

"Don't fret, little angel. I've got plenty more to help you through this. Just do me one favor. Take a sip from that cup."
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
"Now, I think it's time for a little talk about your place."

This was my first assignment. I'm only a fledgeling, barely old enough to sign up. They told me it would be easy. I'd just have to show him the error of his ways.

I won't ever forget that knife pressing into my little wings.
July 27, 2025 at 8:04 PM
I was made this way
I was made small and weak and with a desperate need to serve
Is it so wrong for me to serve someone who gives me something I want back?

I like my dark wings
They remind me that I'm better than where I started
The pitch black gives me a void to grow within

And master loves them.
July 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
They told me not to go back to the pearly gates. Something about "betrayer" or "dark angel"

I don't care any more. I was upset when it happened, but now I get to live with him.
I call him master now
I have a cute little round bed under his desk. My wings are so dark now, but why does that matter?
July 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
He holds my head in his lap and pets me
It's nice
And my wings get darker.

Maybe I'm selfish for taking pleasures other than work.

But I was made this way

And he tells me I'm special for how I was made.
Being special doesn't sound so bad.
July 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM