The Novice Prey & the Daring Prey (14 page)

All of her gear had been left behind. Will had told her that she wouldn’t be needing it any more. He wasn’t about to try to carry it himself. Someone else would gather it up. So she limped and tottered along on the balls of her feet in his wake. Every so often, in spite of her best efforts, she stepped on something that hurt and whimpered. But the only notice that Will paid to her predicament was to walk a bit slower than he could have.

She’d expected him to fuck her again that morning. Didn’t all guys like sex in the morning? But while he’d done some fondling and handling of her body, which had gotten her a little aroused, he hadn’t used her. That led her to think that he was saving himself for something special later on, which was simultaneously exciting and disturbing.

“There it is,” Will called out to her without turning. She looked up in the direction he was pointing and saw the familiar shape of Smith’s. Her immediate feeling of relief was abruptly overshadowed by her fear of what was coming. She really shouldn’t have told him about the bet. She really, really shouldn’t have, but it was too late now.

Will led her up onto the porch of the trading post and fastened the end of her leash to a bracket set in one of the heavy posts that supported the porch roof.

“You wait here,” he said to her. “Females aren’t allowed inside.”

“But…” Alexa protested, “But I’ve been inside a couple of these things.”

“Yes, but you were running free then,” Will answered with a smile. “Then you were officially a woman. Now you’re just a female.”

“Someone might see me,” Alexa said, looking around as if she was expecting a crowd of men to come out of the woods for a look.

“Oh, lots of people are going to get to see you,” Will laughed. “You’re worth seeing, so just relax. I’ll be right out.” He patted her head and went inside.

Alexa crouched on the porch, feeling exposed, which she definitely was, and vulnerable, which she also definitely was. So now she was a ‘female’? That had all sorts of disturbing implications, but if she could stay Will’s female for the duration it wouldn’t be so bad, would it? At least she already knew him…or did she? She didn’t know why he’d brought her here, or what he intended to do to her. She hated being left alone with her own thoughts like this, so when Will came back out and unhitched her from the post she felt a peculiar surge of relief.

“Up, Alexa,” he said, giving her leash a twitch. She rose to her feet immediately and followed him around to the back of the trading post. It seemed like years ago that she’d come here seeking shoes and stayed for a while to rub it in on Lynette. She wondered where Lynette was now, and if those stocks were still here. She didn’t see them as Will led her to a different shed, one with only three walls that left one long side of it open. There was straw spread on the ground, and what looked like a tiled shower area at one end. Will made her kneel down in the straw and fastened the end of her leash to a ring set in a concrete block in the ground. He dumped his pack against the back wall.

“Stay,” he said to her. He headed for the shower area, stripping off his clothes as he went. Alexa settled down and watched him. She hadn’t really gotten a good look at him in spite of the intimate closeness they’d been sharing, and this looked like her first good opportunity. She had already seen his chest and arms, and wanted to know if the rest of him was as appealing.

It was. He had a nice, muscular ass and strong-looking legs, but he never turned so that she could get a look at his cock. He’d reamed her out with it very thoroughly, but she wanted to see if it was as big as it had felt. No such luck. He walked into the shower area and after that the waist-high tiled wall that enclosed it kept her from seeing anything she hadn’t seen before. She watched him clean up anyway. It was interesting that every part of him that might be exposed to the sun and the elements, including his chest, was deeply tanned, but his ass was white. She watched and waited and speculated as he soaped and shampooed and rinsed off. Finally done, he slicked back his hair to squeeze the excess water out of it and stepped out of the shower, coming straight towards her.

Alexa gulped. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his cock. It hung heavily, dangling against his balls, which were of a size to match. It wasn’t erect, though, so she had to guess how much bigger it might get when it was. She already knew how big it felt.

“You’ve got a lot to learn about being a female in Gordburg, Alexa,” he grinned. “Time for another lesson.”

“Master?” Alexa was finally able to look up at him as he stood over her. She had a feeling she knew what was coming, and it made her heart gallop a little.

“Suck it,” he ordered, stepping a little closer to her.

“Here, Master?” Alexa asked. She looked around. She couldn’t see anybody, but someone might come along and…

Will turned her head back towards him. “Suck it,” he ordered again. “Now, female.”

“Yes, Master,” Alexa said. She leaned forwards and down to take the head of his cock in her mouth. He smelled of soap and musk, but he only tasted of musk. His cock slid out of her mouth as she tried to straighten up, and she quickly bent over to take him in again. This time, she took him in a little deeper and kept her lips firmly around the shaft, just below the thick, blunt head. She closed her eyes, feeling him grow harder and thicker as she sucked gently, rocking her head back and forth. She hoped he wouldn’t try to make her deep throat him. She was sure it would choke her.

This, Alexa thought, was another act of male domination, but it was an exciting and arousing one, so much so that she didn’t mind at all that she was performing a complimentary act of female submission. She’d been expecting him to do this ever since he’d stripped and tied her. She’d even dreamed of it last night in his sleeping bag, where she took the place of that tall, dark-haired woman he’d spoken of so fondly. If she kept her eyes closed, she could pretend that he was doing this to her somewhere private, where there was no chance of anyone coming by to see what he was making her do.

She felt his hand on her head, felt his fingers trying to get a grip on her hair and failing.

“Shit,” she heard him mutter. “Hold still, female.”

Alexa stopped sucking and looked up at him, wondering if she was doing something wrong. He gripped her head tightly between his hands so that she couldn’t move and began fucking her mouth with short, hard strokes. She squirmed and complained, worried that he was going to try to deep throat her after all, but he never did. A couple of times he plunged deep enough to scare her a little, but he seemed to know what the limits were. And anyway, he was holding her so strongly that squirming didn’t help at all. She kept her mouth open for him and let him thrust away. In a little while, she heard his first faint warning groan. Was he going to come in her mouth? The possibility made her feel even warmer and squishier than she already was. She braced herself, ready to take the next step on being a submissive female if that was what he wanted. But he pulled completely out of her mouth just before he came, grabbed his cock with one hand and moved his other hand to the back of her head to hold her in place. The first thick spurt hit her right in her face. She yelped in surprise, and yelped again as he came on her face, her shoulders, her breasts and her thighs. Emptied, he let go of her and stepped back. His cock was still erect, the biggest one Alexa had ever seen in person, though not the biggest one she’d ever heard of. He still had it in his hand, and now he stepped forward to slap her face with it. The impact was enough to make her flinch, and then he did it again, and again.

“I just marked you, female,” he said. “Now, lick my cock clean.”

Under any other circumstances, Alexa would have told him off, but she was sunk so far into her submission that she leaned forward to do as he said. She tasted his cum, which was thick and salty but not unpleasant, and licked his cock like it was an ice-cream cone on a hot day. She felt the cum on her face slowly dripping down, making tiny little splashes on her thighs, and she shivered at how delicious that felt.

“Enough,” Will said at last as he pushed her head back. He looked down at her, and she looked up at him.

“You’re a mess, female,” he said. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Alexa waited patiently as he unbuckled the collar from around her neck. She thought he might take off the handcuffs as well, but he didn’t. He helped her to her feet and led her into the shower area. When he let go of her to turn on the water, she staggered, her legs suddenly weak. He grabbed her before she could fall and steadied her until she could stand on her own again.

It had been so long since she’d last had a real shower. Alexa stood under the spray of warm, clean water and let it caress her skin. When Will began soaping her up, she moaned at the sheer sensual pleasure of it. He ran his hands all over her naked body, as if he were taking even greater possession of her as he washed her clean. She jumped and squeaked when he began washing between her legs, but a slap on her rump made her settle down. He cleaned her so thoroughly and so expertly that she was sure that he had done this to other women many times before. He even shampooed her hair, and she loved the feeling of his strong fingers digging into her scalp. Finally, he rinsed her clean and turned off the water. Standing behind him, Alexa looked at his powerful male body and silently mouthed the word ‘Master’.

“You wear your hair too short, Alexa,” he said to her as he dried her off with a towel he pulled from his pack. “It doesn’t give me anything to grab hold of.”

“I’m sorry, Master,” Alexa responded with a dreamy murmur.

“Nothing for it now,” he grumbled. “Come on over here.” He took her by her arm.

“Yes, Master,” she said.

He led her over to the open side of the shed furthest away from the shower. She saw more rings set in cement blocks. He made her stand between them and then went off to get some lengths of rope from his pack. She stayed where he had put her, but looked back over her shoulder to see what he was doing. When she saw the ropes, she looked down at the blocks to either side of her and smiled. She thought she knew what was coming next, and she was right. Will wrapped several coils of the ropes around each of her ankles before knotting them, and then made her spread her legs so that he could tie her to the rings. Once he had done that, he unlocked the cuffs from her wrists and tied her wrists to more rings set overhead. It was only when he was done and went away from her that Alexa’s mind cleared enough for her to realize that she was tied where anyone who came along couldn’t help but see her. She had a moment of panic before Will returned. He’d gotten dressed, which made her feel even more naked. When he pressed up against her bound body from behind and reached around to fondle her breasts she let her head loll back and moaned happily.

“Are you learning, female?” he breathed into her ear. He pinched her nipples, and she let out a tiny yelp.

“Yes, Master,” she replied anxiously. He let go of her breasts and came around to stand in front of her. He ran a hand between her legs, stroking her pussy and her inner thighs. It made her strain at the ropes binding her.

“You need to learn more,” he said. “And you need to learn it before I get you back to Gordburg and put you on display in the slave market. Men and women will come to look at you there.”

“Please, no,” Alexa begged. “Don’t do that to me.”

“Why not?” he asked, his hand still between her legs, caressing softly. “Your body is beautiful. Men will see it and want you. Women will see it and envy you.”

“No, they won’t,” Alexa moaned unhappily as she turned her head away from him. He gripped her chin and made her look at him.

“You look in the mirror, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“I think when you look in the mirror you see all the things you aren’t instead of all the things you are,” he said to her. He seemed like he was about to say more, but Alexa saw two people approaching, a man and a woman. Her eyes went wide and she cried out. She cried out again when Will stepped to one side, giving the strangers an unobstructed view of her naked body. Will gave her ass a hard slap to silence her.

“Uh…hi, there,” the man called out, raising a hand. “Is this a private thing?”

“Come on over,” Will gestured. The couple approached. They were dressed for the outdoors in jeans and short-sleeved shirts and running shoes, but they weren’t carrying any packs. The man went over to talk to Will. The woman came right up to Alexa, her blue eyes wide, her mouth half open. She stared. Alexa looked away. She heard Will and the other man talking in tones too low for her to catch more than an occasional word.

“My God,” the woman said at last, awe in her voice. “She’s gorgeous! A proud female warrior, taken in battle and now just helpless naked plunder for her captors to ravish.”

“She talks like that sometimes,” Alexa heard the strange man say.

“Well, she’s got it right,” Will said.

“May I touch her?” the woman asked. Alexa looked at her sharply. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, a little bit younger than her. She had soft-looking blonde hair done up in a ponytail and a pretty face. Alexa had been sure that this strange blonde was mocking her, but there was no hint of anything like that in her eyes.

“Why?” Will asked the blonde. “Who are you two?”

“Sorry, forgot my manners,” the man said with a nervous laugh. He was as tall as Will, with dark brown hair, and maybe a year or two older than his companion. “I’m Stan, and that’s Emma. This is our second time to this place, and we figured we’d do a little exploring.” He looked past Will at Alexa. “Really glad we did. She
is
gorgeous. Got some nice definition on her, but not too much. Is she one of those athletes we heard about? The ones being hunted in some kind of contest? They wouldn’t let us come out here until the last one got caught.”

“That’s her,” Will said. He reached out and stroked Alexa’s bare back. “The very last one. I’m takin’ her back to town with me, but not until tomorrow.”

“May I touch her?” Emma asked again. “Please?”

Alexa looked at her master with a plea in her eyes. Will just smiled at her.