Well, as you can expect things were back on track after that with a few tweaks here and there. I’m not sure what she’d expected from her little stunt but she now found her little ass even more restricted than before. She had no idea what she did when she loosed that beast.
I added a few new rules or shall we say I expanded on them. Couldn’t have too many rules because the only way to ensure that rules are obeyed is to check on them. I didn’t want her bogged down with too many and I didn’t want to spend unnecessary time overseeing shit, I’m not into micromanagement.
She was now forbidden to wear pants at all not just in the house; the shits had started too much trouble already anyway.
She wasn’t allowed to keep anything from me no matter how small. In fact by the time I was through with the new additions the only thing my little Kitten could do without my say so was blink.