Prey & Protection Pt. 3

Transcript

After a while, recontemplating, you decide to walk up to the cabin. Your footfalls are hesitant, but determined. I like to see that fire spark inside of you, that you're going to take a chance.

You step into the doorway, blocking the light. You see me there, sitting, waiting. Well, I'm so glad you decided to come up here.

You've come this far, now, kneel. I point to the floor, right between my knees. Right there, kneel, right there, looking at you dead in the eye, not breaking the gaze.

Watching each flutter, quick, rapid blink you have, trying so hard to stay stoic. Your pride is not going to let you run away, you're going to come forward, and you do with determined steps, and you kneel, gracefully down, surprising me a little bit. You do want this.

My hunger rises inside of me, I desperately want to take over you, to feel your flesh between my teeth, to watch your heat rise inside you, putting a red tint all over your skin, giving away your arousal and excitement. I want to devour every aspect of you. And there you are, kneeling, so elegantly and gracefully, with what almost looks like hate in your eyes.

But you clench your jaw again, that tightening of the muscles in the back, your heartbeat in your neck throbbing a little bit more. I quickly grab onto your throat, squeezing hard, coming in close, right by your ear, licking you. As promised, I will protect you, but there is a price.

And if you want my protection, you will give me what I want, won't you? You'll be a good girl. Pulling away and letting go of your neck, I sit back in the chair and I look at you.

You want my protection? Yeah. I knew it.

You couldn't help but say yes. Good. The price you will pay is in flesh.

I quickly grab some cuffs and slap them across your wrists, locking them in place almost immediately, holding you there with your hands in my lap. Now, I want you, all of you, but today you pay the price in flesh. I stand up, right up in front of you, holding you by the cuffs on your wrists, the metal chains connecting, right in my hand, perfectly there, looking down at you.

Do you want to pay the price? Let me ask you one last time. You looking up at me, nodding your head, yes? Say it.

Oh. Good. Quickly, I yank them down, your wrists to the ground, pulling you and pushing your head down with it, pushing your face into the hard, scratchy wood, holding you down there.

See? Dirty, little fucking sluts like you always want to pay the price. And you don't even know what the reward is.

Pushing you down into the ground, my boot going into your back, pushing your knees down to where your pelvis hits the floor, proned all out there, my boot digging deep into the small of your back and your hips, pushing you down and pulling your hair up, lifting you to look up towards the ceiling, arching your back and holding you down, licking your face, open your mouth, right into the back of your throat. You will be tasting all of me. But today, I taste you, releasing my boot off your back, standing there, lifting you up by your hair and your wrist, clamping you to a hook.

It's right into the ceiling. However, I'm pulling a rope and latching you up to where your hands are above your head, making you stand there on your toes. The whimpers that come out of your throat, the whimpers that come out of your throat are an intoxicating sound that runs right through my veins, straight to my pussy like a lightning bolt, immediately getting me wet, throbbing and aching.

My pulse quickens to match yours. You're looking around, and the defiance in you is still there, and I am going to break it out of you. You see, this is how we're going to play this game.

As I stalk around you, my boots stepping hard on the floor, I am going to hurt you and mark you. I'm going to feel your flesh in my teeth and under my nails. And when you've had enough of the pain, you'll be begging for the pleasure I will give you as I slide my fingers right between those sopping wet pussy lips, swollen and aching.

Here, pushing up into your clit, fingers tucking ever so gently on the edge of your cunt, this is what you'll get. Release. You'll get pleasure.

And as I go, pull my hand away and lick it. Mmm, you are as delicious as I knew you would be. So, running my nails down your side, digging into your flesh, sliding down, instant welts rising on your flesh as your hips move and your ribcage dances to get away.

Mmm, releasing you. Going in and doing a small bite. Mmm, right on top.

And then another. Mmm, and another. Hearing your moans and whimpers escape your throat, hiding behind your lips as you desperately try to hold on, I immediately scratch down the other side quick.

Searing pain goes around your flesh. The reddening begins to pulse just like your cunt is right now. Your wetness dripping down your thigh.

Mmm, it makes my mouth water and I'm desperately about to taste you. But you have to beg for that. In, I dig my nails into the tops of your hips.

The fleshy part right on your ass. Digging in. Mmm, like that.

Letting go. Seeing your muscles tremble and your arms begin to get weak. Again, I scratch your back, reaching around my breasts.

Clothed against your bare, hardened nipples. Pushing my body against yours, the boots on either side of your calves. Holding you in and I run my claws right down your back.

Digging in, feeling flesh build underneath. You arch your back towards me, getting closer and closer as I bite down onto your neck at the same time. And release both right after the crescendo.

Watching you fall away from me. Feeling you limp. Your body beginning to give in.

Quickly down the inside of your arms. Hard, soft, hard, soft, like an SOS. Right down to your armpits.

Down your sides, leaving right next to the ones that were left before. Down into your hips and I grab and squeeze. Hard.

And I bite your hip bone up your side. Bite after bite. Harder and harder as I get to your ribs.

Biting on the edges. Sliding my hands up and gripping your breasts and squeezing them hard. Digging my nails into the flesh.

Searing pain going through you. Excitement as you feel me rub against that swollen pussy of yours. Biting hard.

Scratching and digging. Hearing you moan, your lips parting. Louder and louder you go.

Just like that. A good girl dancing underneath my fingers. Like a little fucking puppet.

I let go of you and step away. Watching you panting. Your body weak.

Your body soft. Your eyes welling up. Fluttering.

You can no longer clench your jaw. Your legs shake. The marks growing on your body.

Hot as the cool air blowing in from outside. Tickles along your skin. And I just watch you.

Waiting for you. Do you need more? Or are you ready for some pleasure? Hmm? How defiant are you? Or how much do you want me to take over? Hmm? Hmm? I can't hear you.

You're gonna have to beg for it. You're gonna have to tell me exactly what you want and how desperately you want it. You want more.

.. payment to give? To show me your value and how.

.. Hmm? What a good investment I made into you? Or.

.. You're gonna show me that you really are a dirty little slut. And I get to do with you whatever I fucking want.

Hmm? Which is it? What are you begging for?