Ripping down walls

Many of you may not know, but I have a small kitten fetish. It probably started when I did Cats at the Winter Garden when I was younger, but it is there, lol. And I don't mean I want to sleep with a Kitten, not at all. I mean a Kitten fetish in that I purrr when I am happy, or I will occasionally curl up in a very cat-like position to comfortably sleep, or I actually fantasize about Master treating me as if I were His kitten. I even dress up as a cat most Halloweens, lol.
Well, I must have been very good, lately, because last night, Master let the kitten out to play! I think I needed it. I think Master knew I needed the Domination last night, along with the tenderness. He knew I needed to be made love to, but still with a D/s undertone.
He coaxed the first purr out of me, since I usually stifle them, then, He encouraged them to continue. He allowed me to paw at His chest and back by putting my hands on His chest, telling me to touch, feel, claw lightly, play. He ran His tongue along my lips lightly, and moaned when I nipped at it or lightly licked His tongue in response. What had me purring the most, though, was when He called me His baby kitten. It just sent a shiver down my spine.
He let out a chuckle when I sucked on His bottom lip or His tongue, saying I was like a baby kitten who needed to suckle and nurse. He was gentle about it, not mocking. He even allowed me to suckle on His "buddy" for a few minutes.
The last time I allowed my inner Kitten free reign like this, I was mocked and made to feel ashamed of the wants. Since then, I have kept the kitten hidden for the most part, only purring on occasion and curling up mainly when Master is not home. I had built a proverbial wall around the full extent of the kitten fetish because of the mockery. I did not even realize I was doing it. Kitten has always been there under the surface, pawing to get out, but the ex-sister mocked her and forced the kitten into hiding when we were younger. She would call me Kitten, or pet, but it was always with a mocking tone, even when we would play when she was wearing Master's collar, she mocked some of my fetishes.
I am glad Master allowed Baby Kitten to come out to play. I am also glad I was able to take down those walls that were hiding part of her away. It turns out that Master is taking down all kinds of walls of mine, lately, making me a better person, a better submissive, a better slave. These are walls that need to come down, that should have come down a long time ago. Some of them, though, were reinforced while with my ex-sister, since she was the reason for many of them in the first place. Now, though, they are tumbling and crumbling, starting with kitten.