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Bitch Taming	By : MistressCat Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 18979 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author Note I hope you all enjoy the story. I know this might read a bit intense but notice how Bonnie despite being afraid and beign pushed she never says no. She never truly retracts her conscent.
It made her feel better. Being in control of the situation made how hard her life was at home more bearable. Here she was in charge as a representative of the Rockwaller foundation relief efforts. Life had managed to return to a proxy of normal several months ago thanks to her and her father’s foundation.
"Jenny, babe," Bonnie said over her giant cup of coffee. "Please tell me you have some Excedrin. My head is killing me." Jennifer shook her head lifting her stylish shades up onto her forehead. The lenses were buried in her thick braids.
"No. Sorry, Bon Bon. Long night?" Jennifer handed over three folders as she pulled Bonnie along towards her car.
"Yeah. Went to a club that re-opened. Got a little out of control. My dad gave me shit for it when I got home." Bonnie remembered the woman who had given her the cell phone. Jennifer put her arm around Bonnie's waist and shook her head.
"Why do you put up with them? No disrespect,” the tall black woman said. “But your sisters are bitches. Your dad is ... yeah he's," Jenny scratched her head bumping into the leopard print shades. She couldn't describe it. "Why don't you move out?"
"Where the hell would I go? The city is just now getting back to normal. I'm just lucky my house wasn't one of the places attacked." Jennifer let her cheek brush Bonnie's.
"With me. You know how much fun we could have. I won't judge you. Remember when we met at that party. You could come live with me. You could come be with me, Bon Bon. Your family would just have to suck it. I know what happened after your sister caught us." Bonnie chewed her lower lip and stepped away from Jennifer's embrace.
"Jenny," Bonnie said her shoulder drooping. "You know I can't do that. You know why we didn't work. It wasn't because of my sisters and my dad. It wouldn't have worked anyway. It still won't."
"Oh well,” Jenny said with a disappointed sigh. “Can't blame a girl for trying. You know I always have a door open for you, Bon Bon. I hate seeing how unhappy you are." Bonnie nodded. Jennifer was a great person. She had helped her through so much. She had been there for her when Lonnie had outed her to her parents. Jennifer and Tara had made her middle and high school. They had made her feel special. They had understood her bitchiness and not judged her for it. Tara had defended her and seen her good side. She had people on her side and a place to take out her anger. Then she saw Kim getting out of that purple car of hers. And now she had someone to take her anger out on. Her worst Enemy. Kim Possible.
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Shego grinned as she looked out the windows. This place was perfect. A clear view from the road and not far at all from the apartment she shared with Kimmie. Oh she knew Kim's little enemy would call. She already had a new phone registered to the number. She would break easily Shego thought. She wouldn’t be able to resist. She might need a bit of a push though. A cunning idea led Shego to the laptop on the small desk by the sofa.
It only took seconds to register for an account on the blog website favored by her target.
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MS. ClubCellular: Sorry to hear you're still the bitch in your family. Give me a call and you can be mine. I know you couldn't handle it. Call me!
That would do it. That would rile the girl and make her angry. Anger would make her do something. It would make her call. Shego eyed the small loops embedded in the wooden floor. So inconspicuous. But she already knew what she would do with those three rings arranged in a triangle. . Kim had better appreciate what she was about to do for her.
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Bonnie stared at the phone scowling. Should she get rid of it? Should she call? She had to admit she was curious. She thought of the shiny handcuffs on that blonde’s belt. She should have gone home with her. She should have followed Ms. Handcuffs across time and away from her family. Far away from her hateful sneering superior sisters. Even further away from her bastard father and her neglectful socialite mother. Oh she always pretended to care, hugging her at the school snow trip. But where was she? She had been in the lodge flashing her thousand dollar rings and talking about how her husband spoiled her. She had been showing off pictures of Lonnie in pageants. And talking about how Connie was on the dean’s list… for the third time. No she ignored poor inadequate Bonnie. Oh she just wasn't gifted enough. She was just ignored by her mother. Not actively disliked like her father and sisters.
"Hi, K, you done yet?"
"No Bonnie. There is still a lot of work to do to retrofit these machines. I need my dad to finish the designs it will be a few more hours. But, I’ve got the whole team working on the reloc…”
"I thought you could do anything. Come find me when you start being able to do your damn job, Kim. Oh the great hero, Kim possible, not even able to handle simple help mission. Oh how the mighty have fallen." Kim looked down at the parts of the Lorwardian walker machine. Specifically at the control system for one of its legs and centered herself.
"I'm so sorry, Bonnie," Kim said sarcastically. She held a hand to her chest and batted her eyes. "How will I ever live with myself for disappointing you? I'll find you when we need you to sign off on the funding for this restoration."
"I'm sure you will. You know who is signing the checks for this, don't you?"
"Yeah, Bonnie." Kim smiled coldly as she leaned against the cool metal making up the machine. "Your big bad daddy signs the checks. Does daddy’s little princess feel important now that she's working? Leave me alone I have work to do."
Bitch! Bonnie thought as she turned towards the office the people doing the restoration had told her she could use for the day. The job was easy. She just had to supervise and sign off on any large changes for the foundation. She grumbled having failed to make Kim squirm this time. She span around in the comfortable office chair and then her phone pinged. Not the extra cell phone in her purse. Her usual silver Blackberry.
New comment posted by: Ms. ClubCellular . It was at that moment that Bonnie regretted setting her phone up to give her alerts on her blog and other social media sites.
MS. ClubCellular: Sorry to hear you're still the bitch in your family. Give me a call and you can be mine. I know you couldn't handle it. Call me!
"What?" Couldn't handle it? The bitch of my family?
Shego had succeeded in throwing oil on fire and making Bonnie burn with indignation. Bonnie grabbed the phone from her purse and hit the speed dial button.
"How dare you!? I can take anything you dish out at me. I am not my family's bitch!!"
Shego grinned at the edge of desperation in Bonnie's voice. Shego could hear her begging her to think she could handle it.
"Oh, really? You didn't go home with that sexy little thing with the handcuffs. I don't think you can handle it. You're happy being your sisters' bitch. You could leave but you keep going back to the abuse. Sounds like a bitch to me.”
"NO!!! You’re wrong!”
"Then prove me wrong.” Hook. Line. Sinker Shego thought before she said, "I'll be waiting at the loft in two days. I look forward to seeing you there. 453 Upperton Warf. 45667”
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Bonnie took a deep breath. This was stupid. Really god damned stupid. This was the kind of stupid that led to your picture on the seven o' clock news. Well at least the pictures of pretty young blonde girls. The kind everyone was so heartbroken got taken.
“Just get it over with,” Bonnie muttered in disgust. How did she always end up in situations like this? “Just do it and prove you win." As Bonnie moved to knock on the door it opened and Ms. Cell phone said,
"Couldn't resist, huh?"
Shego smiled, like a predatory cat as she leaned against the doorframe. Bonnie glared at the door of the strange house.
"I know I can handle whatever you dish out," Bonnie hissed. It was what she did when she was nervous. She attacked. She puffed up and glared down her nose.
"Welcome to training, Bitch."
"My name is Bonnie," The brunette said haughtily. "Bonnie, Rockwaller. My family runs this city now."
"No," Shego said shaking a finger right in front of Bonnie's nose. "You're Bitch until I decide you have earned a name. And I don't give a shit that your daddy is whoever the fuck he is. If you ever talk back to me again, Bitch you are going to regret it." Bonnie chewed her lip as the taller green skinned woman grabbed her collar and yanked her inside. She was roughly pushed away and Shego crossed her arm. "Take off your clothes."
"What?"
Bonnie blinked in shock as Shego just rolled her eyes.
"I knew you were a dumb slut, but not this dumb." Shego's tone took on a cooing baby sound and she said very slowly. "What I want is for you to take off all the clothes you have on." Then her voice hardened and her order came out as a snarl. "NOW, Bitch!!"
"I .... uhm.. I ... I... I, thought this was just so I could uhm... I could see what you were talking about."
There it was. That was what Shego needed. Fear. She could see it in the way Bonnie was holding the jacket to her body and curling in. She could take that fear and use it. This would be too easy. This little queen was born for it. Bonnie immediately regretted her rashness, and honestly, the overwhelming curiosity that had led her to actually meet the green woman. Sure she had mace and a stun gun. Sure she had 911 on speed dial and an emergency panic whistle on her. But she still shouldn't have come.
"It is, Bitch. Now lesson one," Shego said her expression a dark grin as she let her hands flame up in a silent threat. "It's simple. You do what I say. And I say strip. Bitches don't wear clothes, do they?"
"No," Bonnie said that power and bitch sneer creeping back into her voice. "They are animals," Bonnie said her tone having changed from suspicion to mockery.
"Exactly. You are an animal. You are my horny bitch and you don't wear clothes in my presence. Get used to it and strip before you learn how willing I am to punish you."
Bonnie nodded pulling off the leather jacket. She still had the whistle around her neck and she would not hesitate to rip out those eyes laughing at her like her sisters always did.
'What’s the big deal? We're both girls.' Bonnie thought as she snapped the first button on her tight white button down. 'Nothing wrong with this at all. Yeah it's just like the locker room no one cares she doesn't care.' Bonnie stalled as she was about to pull the shirt of her shoulders. All the confidence she normally had wasn't here with Shego staring at her. She couldn't flaunt her body like she wanted too. She couldn't be proud of those nice tits of hers compared to Shego. Not compared to Shego the amazon tall and curvy and powerful. Shego stared at her and tapped her foot anxiously.
"Too slow, Bitch." Almost instantly Shego was an inch in front of her nose and a single flaming finger sliced through her bra and the waist of her denim mini skirt. Bonnie yelled and tried to hold her chest. Then her skirt fell revealing her ridiculously scant lace thong.
"Lesson two," Shego said against Bonnie's ear. "You do what I say when I say it. If I tell you to flip up your skirt in the middle of a fucking street you do it. I own you right now, Bitch. On your knees."
Bonnie obliged immediately, dropping to the floor her tattered clothes around her on the floor. Shego hadn't raised her voice. But then again neither did Lonnie and Connie normally. Something about it made Bonnie look down and shudder.

"Look at you, sniveling on your knees between my legs. You like being on your knees?"
"No," Bonnie said without looking up. She couldn't meet Shego's eyes naked and humiliated.
Shego shook her head and grabbed that brown hair and ripped Bonnie's eyes up to meet hers. "First mistake, Bitch." It was a disappointed statement. "Already fucking up. You're already begging me to beat you, aren't you, Bitch? Listen, and listen goo. When you show up here there are rules.
Rule one, Bitch, Obey orders immediately
Rule two, Bitch, No clothes in my presence,
Rule three, Bitch, never be late
Rule four, Bitch, must thank me for any and all punishment.
Rule five, Bitch, is never to lie. Do you understand?
"Yes," Bonnie said her heart racing. Her neck hurt and Shego still had that violent grip on her hair making her head ache. "Is this it?"
"No, Oh, no. We are just getting started we're still on lesson one," Shego said as she released Bonnie hair. "And you have not been well behaved." Shego shrugged and clicked her tongue. "Not surprising. You might not be new to being a bitch but you are new to having to admit it.” Bonnie blushed on the floor as Shego took a few careful steps towards the neat grey curtains against a wall. Then she opened it to a shelf. Bonnie eyes shot open as she saw thing. Lots of things. Clamps. Whips. Toys. A bright red flogger with lots of trailing tails.
Shego grinned.
"This making you, hott, bitch? This making your horny little pussy wet? Seeing all these things I can use on you?"
"No!!"
"Tsk Tsk, Bitch. What is rule five?"
"I don't know." Bonnie cocked her head. " Never be late?"
Shego grinned and scanned the shelves and selected a set of belts.
"No, Bitch. Rule five is don't lie. And you just lied to me. This does make your nasty cunt twitch. I know it does. Now I'm going to have to punish you for that aren't I? I am going to strap you down and you are going to tell me the truth. Bonnie yelped as Shego gripped her hair roughly and sent her nose to the floor. “Poor misbehaved, Bitch. You know what you do to bitches that piss on the carpet? You rub their noses in it. That’s what I'm doing." Shego squatted on her thick legs and Bonnie could see straight into the crotch of those leather pants. "Sniffing at this pussy already?"
Shego kept her grip on Bonnie's hair for a moment. That moment felt very long to the terrified brunette. She had bitten of way more than she could chew. She was in over her head and ass up in the tide. Bonnie couldn't get up with Shego fist full of her hair and her weight pressing her face to the floor. Bonnie almost shrieked when her head was ripped back roughly to look up into Shego's face from between her spread thighs. “Pay attention because I really do not like repeating myself," Shego said. "See where you are right now, Bitch? On the floor between my legs? That is where you belong. Your family knows it. And you know it too. You are going to learn to love it. Time for bitch to learn her first trick. Roll Over." Bonnie blinked as Shego held the thick straps in the hand that hadn’t been in her hair.
"I said Roll over!!" Bonnie rolled over onto her back and was staring up at Shego who seemed to loom impossibly tall from her position on the floor.
"Good, Bitch."
Shego looked Bonnie over and the younger woman wisely didn't say a word. She just couldn't find them. No witty snaps. No acid flying from her mouth. No snide quips Just Shego staring down at her in the skimpy lace panties holding thick leather belts. Bonnie could feel those green eyes on the panties. She could see them tracing every outline of her thighs.
"You're breaking the rules, Bitch," Shego said. She snapped one of the belts threateningly as she continued pointedly eying the brunette's crotch. "Rule three, Bitch is not to wear clothing in my presence. What do you call those? Lose 'em."
"Okay," Bonnie said. She pulled her legs up to her chest and worked the lace down them until they were on the floor next to her.
"Look at that. All nice and smooth. Bitch waxes her hardwoods and keeps them shiny. What a nice surprise." Bonnie blushed and felt her heart rate spike. She felt like she was drowning. Her blood just seemed to have stopped carrying oxygen. “Who do you keep this pussy so nice for, Bitch?” Shego stretched out one of the thick leather straps and seemed to consider something. "Spread 'em."
Bonnie chewed her lower lip. She whimpered slightly. Where was all the confidence that let her stroll naked in the locker room? Where was the bitch that wasn't scared of someone seeing her naked? Not lying on the floor keeping her legs tightly shut before Shego.
"I. Said. Spread. Them."
Bonnie didn't comply. And that was just what Shego had been hoping for. The green woman moved with the grace and speed born of years of thievery and was straddling Bonnie's abdomen and holding her hands above her head. Bonnie thrashed but Shego just moved with her like an expert wrestler. Growing up with two older brothers.... she technically was.
"Bad move, Bitch," Shego said as the leather strap dug into the flesh of Bonnie's upper arms. "You just can't seem to get the hang of basic rules can you? Now you are really going to be punished.” Shego overpowered Bonnie with almost no effort. She was a mutant. Bonnie was a normal twenty two year old woman. "I," Shego said pausing to connect one of the straps to the ring in the floor by Bonnie's wrist.

“Am not one of your sisters. I don't think you realize this yet, Bitch. I’m not just messing with you. I really do intend to tame me a snarky little bitch." The second strap looped into the ring on the floor and then back around Bonnie's wrists. “The biggest rule is you do what I say," Shego said flipping around on top of the trapped woman. Bonnie flailed helplessly the straps only giving her a minor amount of give. She felt it when her legs were also secured leaving her spread eagle with Shego sitting on top of her.
"Now what should I do with you?"
Shego reached down pressing her body right up against Bonnie's and whispered in her ear. "You like this, don't you? You like me calling you a bitch. You like me tying you down and forcing you to listen to me. I know what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to punish you, Bitch." Shego snatched up the panties and shoved them into Bonnie's mouth.
"Those stay in. You spit them out and I will be very unhappy. Understand?" Shego said leaning back up form her rather comfortable seat on Bonnie's stomach. The green woman pushed her wave of black hair back over her shoulder as she got up. "I'll be right back, Bitch. I need a second to decide exactly how pissed I am you weren't well behaved and didn't learn the rules," She said glancing over her shoulder and disappearing from the brunettes view. Shego knew exactly what she was going to do. She was going let Bonnie have a second before moving on. A moment to realize just how different this was going to be. A minute to sit there and stew in her shame before she punished her. Shego picked up the candle and the lighter from the dresser. This would make a nice introduction. Shego took a seat on the comfy sofa and looked at the clock on the wall. She had left the blinds open her new project should just be noticing it hopefully.
Bonnie knew a car would pass by any moment now. Any second someone would come by that big window and see right up into her snatch.
Damn it!! They would look in there see her spread eagle with panties in her mouth. The world would see her like this. What would happen if a teenager walked by? A Kid? She wriggled slightly trying to bring her legs together but no. The straps held her there open and humiliated and much to her horror it was arousing. Much to her terror she could feel it. She could feel the way being tied down made her hott. She could feel the tingle of eyes on her pussy. Shego was right. She was a bitch. But at least she could admit it. She could feel the slight dampness embarrassing her. She could feel it pointing to the world and saying....
Hi, I'm a horny bitch. Would you please fuck me?
And just as Bonnie's misery was about to force her to spit the panties out of her mouth and yell Shego came back in holding candles.
"Good, Bitch. Glad you are behaving for the first part of your punishment. How many people got to admire your nice little Bitch pussy?" Bonnie didn't say anything. She just averted her eyes towards the panties in her mouth and apparently her tormentor did not disprove. Shego whistled as she looked at Bonnie's pussy from between her feet. "That must be embarrassing. You look a little… you know."
Shego lit the candle with a deft flick of the lighter and smiled. “I’m going to draw on you with this wax, Bitch. I'm going to write the rules on you so you don't forget them and my horny little bitch is going to get off on it. I can tell how horny you are. Already getting wet thinking about being my bitch?" Shego drug a finger along Bonnie's slit as the candle warmed. She grinned when her little pet jerked awkwardly. "Did you like that? Spit the panties out I want you to talk now."
Bonnie pushed the panties out of her mouth with her tongue. "Does, Bitch want this sexy and very loving woman to play with her pussy? Remember no lying, Bitch."
"Yes," Bonnie said. That was all she could get out. That was all she could manage to say.
"Then tell me the rules."
"Uhm, Rule ... uh... No clothes," Bonnie said.
"Good, Bitch. That is rule number two Bitch." Shego said as she got comfortably on her belly between Bonnie's legs. She traced lazy circles along Bonnie's slit her face glowing from the candle next to her shoulder. “Rule number two: Bitch is not to wear clothes in my presence."
Bonnie gasped as Shego drummed her fingers along that slick flesh. "Oh Bitch like me playing with her pussy."
"Uhm other rule, No lying."
"Good, Bitch. That is rule number five. No lying." Shego said as she circled her palm letting her fleshy thumb graze over Bonnie's clit. See how nice I can be when you behave. If you can remember more. I might go easy when the candle is hot." Bonnie crooned slightly from the attention. She rolled awkwardly as Shego slid two fingers along the length of her opening. That drew a hiss of pleasure from the brunette as she tried to think of another rule and couldn't. She couldn't remember what Shego had said. The candle was raised and a few drops of hot purple wax splattered across one of her thighs making Bonnie squeal. It hadn't hurt that bad. It was shocking sizzling against her skin for a second and then gone.
"Good first try, Bitch. Now see how long it takes you to remember them. Once you get to all five I let you go home and we see if you can handle coming back," Shego said as she raised the candle again and sped up the tempo of the fingers teasing Bonnie's slit.
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