by S. J. Lewis
Once again, they were cleaned up afterwards. Once again, they were led downstairs, to the cell in the basement, and locked in. Kimberley stretched out as best she could on the bare mattress. She had to lie on her side. It was too difficult getting comfortable lying on her back when she was handcuffed. Not-Barbara lay on her side next to Kimberley, the two women facing each other. For the time being, their captors left them alone.
It was awkward, Kimberley thought. She felt as if she should say something, as if she and not-Barbara should be sharing experiences, even if they had to talk in a whisper. But…there was nothing to say. Not really. They had been forced to share an intimate captivity. (And more, she blushed furiously) They had witnessed each other being used, fucked, fed…and there was nothing to say. Their experiences would be difficult to talk about even between longtime girlfriends. Between two complete strangers…well, maybe the best way to handle it would be not to talk, to remain anonymous to each other as best they could. They would probably never see each other again after this anyway.
After a while, Alpha came down to them. Kimberley lay still, watching him unlock the cage door, enter, and slowly walk towards them. The sight of him gave her a thrill, anticipating his hands on her, his cock in her, anywhere in her he wanted. He knelt beside her, stroking her head gently and smiling. She wanted to sit up, to get closer to him by herself, and tell him with a kiss that she was ready, eager. But she didn’t. It would be against the rules, and it would get her punished.
His hand cupped her breast and squeezed, almost painfully. She shuddered, with a long, hissing intake of breath. His thumb rubbed roughly over her swollen nipple, and she shuddered again, moaning now.
“Good girl,” he chuckled, giving her breast a last quick squeeze. “Now, watch.”
Watch? He wanted her to watch? Watch what?
He turned to not-Barbara and gripped her by her hair, hauling her up into a sitting position. Not-Barbara winced and whined in complaint, trying to squirm away. He slapped her. Hard, across her face and she immediately froze, looking up at him with fearful eyes. He gave her head a rough shake, and she looked down and away from him.
Kimberley slowly tucked her legs under her, slowly rose until she was kneeling. The side of not-Barbara’s face where he’d struck her was an angry red. Not-Barbara seemed to be trembling as Alpha began to unzip his pants. Kimberley trembled herself. She had to watch. She had to see.
Not-Barbara opened her mouth for Alpha’s cock, waiting for him to thrust it in. Instead, he slapped her again, but not quite as hard. “Kiss it,” he ordered her, giving her head another shake. “Lick it.”
Not-Barbara obeyed, hesitantly at first, then with enthusiasm. Kimberley watched not-Barbara’s lips and pink tongue work up and down Alpha’s big, thick, black cock and had to fight back a powerful urge to join in. He had ordered her to watch. All the same, she licked her lips, recalling the feel, the taste, and the scent of him.
He made not-Barbara kiss and lick him all over: Shaft, head, even his balls. Not-Barbara meekly obeyed his orders, even the non-verbal ones he gave by pulling her head this way or that. It was very quiet down here, so Kimberley could hear every lap-lap-lap, every kiss, every tiny moan or grunt not-Barbara made. Finally, Alpha shook not-Barbara’s head roughly. “Now,” he ordered. Not-Barbara looked up at him as best she could, and got up onto her knees. She bent her head, closed her eyes, and took him into her mouth.
Kimberley could not take her eyes away. She knew exactly how it felt…now she was learning how it looked, and there was something powerfully erotic about it. Not-Barbara’s submissive pose was accentuated by the fact that she was shackled and chained, Alpha’s powerful dominance accentuated by his spread-legged stance, his hard grip on not-Barbara’s hair. Kimberley rubbed her thighs together furtively. She wanted to shove not-Barbara aside, and make her watch while she sucked Alpha’s cock herself. She wanted Alpha to use HER, fuck HER! And she couldn’t stop watching.
Alpha let not-Barbara go at her own pace. She kept her eyes closed, making tiny grunting noises each time she took him in. Then Kimberley saw him take an even tighter grip on not-Barbara’s hair. He used it to quicken her pace, faster…faster…deeper…deeper… Not-Barbara’s nasal grunts came faster and faster as well, in perfect time. Alpha gave one low groan…and then one long, loud groan that startled Kimberley. Not-Barbara’s eyes flew open. The “Eeep!” noise she made was muffled by Alpha’s cock stuffed deep into her mouth. Alpha groaned again, not-Barbara “eeped!” again…and again…
Alpha gave not-Barbara’s head one last shake and let go of her. She gasped for air, and slumped over onto the mattress. Kimberley saw thick semen dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Alpha stuffed himself back into his pants, zipped them up, looking down at not-Barbara. Then he turned towards Kimberley. “Well, elf-girl?” He smiled. Kimberley just looked up at him. Was he really expecting her to say something? She looked quickly away.
He chuckled. “Hold still, now.” He reached down, and unlocked the chain that tethered her to not-Barbara. Then he took her by the shorter chain that still dangled from her neck. He gave it a tug. “C’mon, elf-girl.”
Kimberley rose, and followed him as he led her out of the cage. He locked it behind them, and took her upstairs.
Was this it? Kimberley wondered. Was she going to be turned over to the other men now, and taken back into the woods? The thought made her angry, unhappy. She didn’t want to leave here!
As they went up the stairs, Bullet-head passed them, going down. He was grinning, and he gave her and Alpha a quick nod as he went by. Kimberley’s anger flamed higher, but she said nothing. Alpha led her upstairs, through the living room, past not-Barbara’s original captors, who were sacked out, asleep, in two of the old easy chairs. And then, he led her outside… Kimberley wasn’t angry any more, but she was mightily puzzled. What was going on? Was she being traded or not? Did Alpha just want to fuck her outdoors? So soon after he had used not-Barbara? Wondering, she followed him down the steps, down the pathway towards the lake. In the daylight, Kimberley could see that the lake here was wide, but further out, it was narrower, and closely ringed by steep, wooded hills. There had been a big wall map, back at the lodge where she had started this adventure. It showed a big, sprawling lake, formed when a dam had backed water up into the twisting mountain valleys. Maybe this lake was a part of that bigger lake. Alpha led her out onto a narrow dock, out towards the end of it. The water looked dark. She already knew it was cold.
“Sit,” he ordered. Kimberley sat down carefully. The dock was old and wooden, and while it had felt worn fairly smooth to her bare feet, she didn’t want to risk a splinter. She let her legs dangle over the side so that her toes just touched the water. Alpha took the handcuffs off of her, and sat down next to her, smiling. Absently rubbing her wrists, she turned to look at him, even more puzzled now.
“You can talk if you want now, elf-girl.”
Kimberley opened her mouth, hesitated.
“Go ahead,” he urged.
“What…what’s going on?” she asked. “I don’t understand.”
He shifted a little closer to her and began to unlock the chain from around her neck. “Nothing to understand, elf-girl. There’s a boat coming soon to take you back. You’re free.”
For a long moment, Kimberley could not find any words. “It’s over?!” she exclaimed at last. But…but it can’t be. I haven’t been here that long…”
“Ah, elf-girl…” Alpha put an arm around her shoulders, gave her a quick little hug. “You don’t think we’d’ve kept you here ‘til the very last minute? Could you go straight back to work from this? No, no. You’re a tough little thing, but you still need a couple of days to recover.” He took her hand, held it up. “You need time for these bruises to fade too. And most of all, you’re going to find that you need sleep. Lots of sleep.” He fell silent, his arm still around her, and Kimberley leaned a little close to him. It was over? Just like that? No warning? No…
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nbsp; “Hey,” she spoke up.
“What?”
“I don’t get a last fuck? From anybody?”
He chuckled again. “Elf-girl, that’s one of the main rules about getting repeat customers: Leave ‘em wanting more. I was watching you in the cell. You really want more.”
“You’re a bastard.” Kimberley shot back. “You’re all bastards!” But there wasn’t anywhere near as much venom in the words as she’d intended. Already, part of her was glad it was over, was looking forward to hot baths, big, soft beds, and room service. And yet….
“So you think I’ll come back?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “That’s up to you.”
“Do you hope I’ll come back?”
He looked at her and smiled. “Elf-girl…I’m not allowed to say. Even if I was, there’s no guarantee I’d be here if you did. So why bring it up?”
Kimberley nibbled at her lower lip as she thought this over. Right now, she couldn’t say if she’d come back or not. It had certainly been…different. She had absolutely hated parts of it, at least while they had been happening. Now, looking back… She sighed. Looking back, things were much less distinct. Looking back, it all seemed to be part of one long trek: First, the physical one, through the woods, on her own and as a naked captive. Then, the one through herself, here in this cabin. Sitting on the dock, feeling the warm sun beating down on her bare flesh, she wondered if this was the end of that trek. Or was it just the end for now? She was leaving here with things undone. She wanted Alpha to take her again, or even just to watch as one of his henchmen did. And she had been kind of looking forward to wearing that dildo harness and using it on not-Barbara. She chuckled herself. Yes, they were definitely leaving her wanting more.
“What are you thinking?” Alpha asked.
“Oh, nothing…” Kimberley shook her head. “Just…why do you keep calling me ‘elf-girl’?”
His hand brushed her ear, making her shiver. “These,” he answered. “The first day I saw you, they made me think of elves.”
He hadn’t struck her as the kind to think of elves…or even to know about them. She looked at him closely. No, he wasn’t kidding or teasing her. She had been teased about her ears plenty of times when she was a kid, and she could tell.
“Oh.”
They sat next to each other in silence for a while. A hawk was overhead, soaring in slow, lazy circles as it searched for a meal. Somewhere out in the lake, a fish jumped.
“The boat will be here soon.” Alpha broke the silence. “They’ll have clothes for you to wear.”
Kimberley nodded absently. She was still trying to get used to the idea that she was free now. If she wanted, she could get up, walk around, even go for a swim in the lake. No, scratch swimming. That lake was just too damned cold. Even if she was free, she rather suspected that one of the things she really would like to do right now was out of the question. She wanted to grab Alpha, kiss him, fuck his brains out right here on the dock. She might be free, but Alpha probably wasn’t. The dock was in sight of the lodge, too. If she did anything, and Alpha let her, someone might see. It might get Alpha into trouble. She took one long breath, held it, let it out in a long sigh.
“Here,” Alpha went on, “You should have this back.” He held it out to her. Kimberley recognized her survival knife. She thought that it had been fed to the fire along with everything else she’d taken into the woods with her. She looked into Alpha’s eyes again.
“Take it,” he urged her. “It’s a good knife.” She looked at it in his hand, remembering clearly the day she was trying to pull it out to stab at him with it. He turned it, and she could see, etched neatly into the hilt: ‘Elf-girl”. There was no doubt in her mind that he’d done that himself. She started to reach for it, then stopped.
“So, I get to keep a souvenir?”
“Well, yes. I guess you could call it that.”
“And what about you? Do you get to keep one? Or is that against the rules?”
He thought about it for a moment, then laughed. “I don’t think that the rules cover that.”
Kimberley smiled. She closed his fingers around the hilt of the knife. “You keep this.” She almost whispered to him. “I want something else for my souvenir.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” He looked at her suspiciously.
“This.” He had laid the chains and handcuffs on the dock after he’d taken them off of her. Kimberley picked up the chain. The padlock was still on it. “Plus the key, of course.”
“Of course.” He fished around in his shirt pocket, and pulled out the key. “Here.”
Kimberley stuck the key into the padlock, and laid it and the chain on the dock next to her. She leaned against Alpha, smiling. They stayed like that, not talking, until the long-awaited boat came into view as it rounded a bend. Alpha had kept his arm around her all the time, and as the boat drew nearer, he gave her an almost imperceptible hug and stood up.
“See ya, elf-girl.” He saluted her with the knife, smiling.
“See ya, Alpha,” she replied, smiling back, enjoying the puzzled look on his face just before he turned and strode away along the dock. She watched him go until he went back into the cabin and out of her sight. She heard someone call to her from the boat.
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
“Hey…hey! Hold up a minute, will you?”
Kimberley stopped and turned around. Barbara was lagging well behind her, trying to catch up.
“Fine example of a fitness-center manager you are!” Kimberley grinned. “What’s the matter? You that out of shape?”
“Ha.” Barbara puffed as she drew nearer. “And ‘ha’ again. How much does this freakin’ pack weigh? Fifty, sixty pounds? I’m just not used to carrying so much weight is all.”
“Oh.” Kimberley’s grin faded. “Well, it’s not THAT heavy. More like thirty-five pounds, but I think you’re carrying it a bit wrong. Here, let me see.”
Barbara stood patiently as Kimberley checked her pack, adjusted a few things. They were small details, but Kimberley was used to backpacking. Barbara was not, and wouldn’t have known what to do.
“There,” she said at last. “How’s that?”
Barbara shifted her shoulders a bit, took a few steps. “Hey, that’s much better! Thanks!”
“Now will you keep up?”
“If you go a little slower.” Barbara nodded. “Or are you going to try to jog all the way there?”
“All right, all right. I’ll slow down for you.”
“Deal. Now, can we take a break?”
“Sure.” Kimberley agreed. She could use a little rest herself. “We can sit on that log over there. It’s in the shade.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh…” Barbara exhaled gratefully as she sat on the old fallen tree. “Seriously, Kim, are you in some kind of hurry? Are you hoping to come across that guy again, that ‘Alpha’ you kept telling me about? Hm?” She nudged Kimberley in her ribs playfully.
“I don’t know…” Kimberley paused to take a long swig from her canteen. The water was not as cool as it had been an hour earlier. “I’ve been thinking about that, and I really don’t know. Part of me does. He was big…all over…and strong, and just mean enough.” She shivered, remembering. “First man ever to use my little round ass, too. A girl doesn’t forget that.”
“Okay, so that’s one part.” Barbara took out her own canteen and uncapped it. “But what’s the other part? Of you, I mean.”
Kimberley shrugged as best she could while still wearing the backpack. “The other part…well, I just don’t know. Part of the thrill last year was trying to learn what three complete strangers wanted, how to please each one of them. So, I keep thinking that maybe another complete stranger or two will recapture that. But…I don’t know for sure, and I kinda doubt that any stranger will be able to do to me what Alpha did.”
“Hm.” Barbara drank quickly and recapped her canteen. “Well, from what you’ve told me about him, I wouldn’t mi
nd coming across that Alpha guy myself.” She chuckled. “Of course, I’d put up a fight at first. It helps to get the juices flowing. Or are you calling dibs on him now?”
Kimberley looked around before replying. It wasn’t the same place as last year. The ground wasn’t as hilly, and most of the trees were hardwoods, not pines. It also wasn’t the same arrangement as last year. She wondered about whatever kind of organization was behind such odd “tour packages”.
“No, I’m not calling dibs,” she answered. “It wouldn’t do me any good. We won’t have anything at all to say about who gets us, or what they do to us after we’re got. You know that.”
“Just kidding.” Barbara shrugged. “How far do we have to go yet?”
“Not far.” Kimberley shook her head. “We should reach that place…what’s it called?”
“Gordburg.” Barbara offered.
“Yeah, Gordburg. Well, we should reach that town before sundown. We register there tonight, get a good hot meal and a good night’s sleep in a real bed. Then tomorrow the game begins.”
“It should be interesting.” Barbara said. She didn’t sound certain about it.
Kimberley laughed. “You having second thoughts too?”
“Second thoughts, third thoughts…but I’m still going.” Barbara replied. “Roller coasters still scare the Hell out of me some times, but I keep riding them.”
Kimberley nodded. “Here’s to the roller coasters.” She held up her canteen in a toast.
The Elusive Prey
Chapter One
“Hey…HEY! Hold up a minute, will you?”
Kimberley stopped and turned around. Barbara was lagging well behind her, trying to catch up.
“Fine example of a fitness-center manager you are!” Kimberley grinned. “What’s the matter? You that out of shape?”
