I'm sure every catslave has their own name for this. I call it flomping.
At first, flomping was just that thing when cats throw themselves down,
as if their legs suddenly gave way. A cat would look at me then fall
over on their side, and I would say, 'flomp.'

Now flomping has exstended to when the cat does not just lie there, but
contorts itself into a dozen different positions while looking coyly at
you. Both of mine do this all the time.

Caliban demonstrated a prolonged flomping session last night when I was
watching TV. He jumped into my desk chair and went *flomp* on his side.
Then he rolled around and did his one-back-leg kick, got up, threw a
look at me, then flomped down again for another rolling sesion. Then I
saw him peeking at me from around the arm rest. Then another session of
throwing himself around the chair, then he peeked over the top of the
arm rest at me with wackadoodle eyes. And so on, and so on. He had me in
stitches.

Miranda had a flomping session on the top level of the cat tree. She
went *flomp* and then rolled around. Then she hung her head over the
edge and looked at me upside down. Then she rolled around some more,
then hung her head over the edge again for an upside-down look at me.
And so on and so on.

That's flomping. Great fun to watch.