Carnal Captive (15 page)

“I could be wrong,” Reno said and worked deeper into her, “but she appears to be
getting
damp
. What is it, slave? Getting used to the idea of what your future’s about?”

“Either that or beneath that sexy little exterior, she’s a slut.” Grabbing her hair, Damek tried to lift her head. “What’s the story? You a n
y
mpho?”

“No, never,” she drooled more than spoke.

“I’m not sure I heard right,” Damek said as Reno
pulled out a little only to probe deep again.
Warmth licked
at
her.
“But she might have agreed.
Maybe she
won’t
need as much
, ah, inducement
as we thought.”

She wouldn’t think about what Damek had just said. Neither would she allow her body to acknowledge the unwanted
digit
m
oving
about inside
her.
Somehow.
As if determined to prove her wrong
, h
e
repeatedly
attacked and retreated
.
Each
assault
came faster and seemed to plunder deeper than the one before
. H
er mind swirl
ed
around the sensation
s
. She barely noted when Damek let go of her hair.

How long would
Reno finger
-
fuck
her?
She wanted him gone, needed back
ownership of her body
. And yet a small, secret part of her
had
stopped resisting
. A
ccepted. Whatever else Reno might be, he
knew
how to
sexually
stimulate her. She almost never came from straight intercourse, needed clit play for that to happen
. Just the same
, but there was
something wonderful about
a
hot
cock stretching her inner muscles.

Or a finger.

“Damn,” Reno hissed, “that’s it.” Pulling out, he
touch
ed his
sticky
finger
t
o her puckered opening. “I’m getting a cramp.”

“
From the looks of
all that juice
, you
got the response you were after
.”

After s
wip
ing
her labia
, Reno
deposited what he’d collected on her buttocks.
The fire he’d fed died
a little
, allowing discomfort to make its presence known
.
She couldn’t stop them from doing everything they wanted to. Couldn’t silence her
response
. 

“You got a
chastity
belt in that bag of goodies?” Reno asked.

“Of course.”

Reno patted her
sex
. Then, to her confusion, he began massaging her bent-over
spine. His fingers knew where to touch and how much pressure to exert
when
. Within seconds, the strain
she’d been experiencing
let up
. S
he was almost comfortable.

Helpless but close to content.
Still a
little aroused.

“What
are you doing
?” Damek asked.

“I trained to be a physical therapist before I found something I prefer
more
.
Something w
ith benefits both tangible and
otherwise
.”

Right now
Reno sounded more like Damek than himself
which
further confus
ed
her.
Her
survival might well
depend on
understanding the men
, but not only was
Reno
easing away the
pain
caused by the position she
’d been forced into
, his expert touches
allowed
her to dismiss
the pain from her beati
ng. He could break her down and make her forget who she’d always been, but at the moment she didn’t care.

“There.” Reno sounded as if he was far away. “Got her relaxed.”

“And your point is?”

“
Now
she’s more receptive.”

“Interesting,” Damek muttered. “If it works.”

“It will.”

Chapter Ten

They were again talking as if she was
some
dumb
animal, but
hadn’t
she
become one
?
Not caring as much as she should,
Shari
studied Reno’s legs
until
he wa
s
out of sight. He soon returned, holding
the
cloth
bag
he must have put down when she didn’t notice
.
Taking it from him,
Damek
withdrew
one item at a time
and
presented them to her
. S
haking, s
he
gaped at
a
large, black dildo.
S
he had two
smaller ones
in her nightstand at home—the nightstand she might never see again. For a moment the bulb-shaped silver object
Damek waved under her nose
was more than she could comprehend, then she understood.

An ass plug.

Dread so dried her throat she
was slow to acknowledge
what else Damek held.
Th
is item consisted
of
leather
straps and buckles vaguely resembl
ing
bikini panties. Instead of a soft cotton crotch, however, that part
of the item
was wide and flat
—
except for two indentations in the leather.

“There’s an example of expert workmanship if I do say so myself
,” Damek said
.
“
I had it designed to my specifications. If you’ll notice—“ He fitted the base of the dildo and ass plug into the
indentations
. “this design minimizes movement.
Once
the leather
’
s tightened, everything stays snug.”

Oh no! No.

He ran the dildo head over her
gaping
lips. “Too bad
you aren’t supplying more saliva. That would
work
for lubrication purposes. Fortunately, my partner has
presented
an alternative.”

For what seemed like the hundredth time today her mind refused to process  Damek
’s words
. She recognized her confusion for what it was, ab
solute
dread. Closing her eyes, she told herself what they did to her
didn’t matter
. She’d go somewhere safe in her mind.
Maybe she’d spend what was left of the daylight—it was still day, wasn’t it
?
—sitting by a lake watching dragonflies and tadpoles. Ducks and other birds would
fly in to
entertain her. She’d brought along dried bread
to
feed the
m
but what about
after
she’d given it all away
? Woul
d
she have to
escape their
wrath
by
return
ing
to her
cozy little cabin with the yellow kitchen and—

Behind her! Pressure against her
vaginal opening
. Alarmed, she fought her bonds.
After too long,
the
pressure backed off as someone, probably Reno, rolled his fist over the base of her spine. Not only did the manipulation relax her, she felt the
contact
all the way to her uterus. He was making her relax again
. T
here was nothing she could do about it. Better to
rest
over the sawhorse like the
mindless creature
she was becoming.

The delicious
force
against her spine ended. Moments later
something else
slipped into her consciousness
. O
ne of the
m
en
was working the dildo into her. This time the aim was better,
and
he met
little r
esistance.
The dildo penetrated slowly
only to
retreat.
As
Reno’s finger had done
earlier
, t
he artificial cock went deeper every
time. It seemed patient, a teacher with all day to accustom her to something both new and old.

Unable to resist, she hung in her restraints. The less she fought, the less pain and maybe, enough pleasure to distract her from the demeaning thing
s
being done
to her.

Finally the dildo’s end pressed against her labia
. H
er captor
had
skewered her
. T
he object would remain
locked
in her as long as he wanted. Images of being forced to stand or walk like this pushed through her self-imposed
lethargy
. She was trying to return to that safe place when another
sensation
s
truck
. Squealing into her bit, she
tried to clamp down her ass muscles to keep the butt plug
from penetrating
.

“Ah, she knows,” Damek said. “And from what I’m observing, she disapproves.”

Instead of forcing the plug into her, her captor spun it in circles against her rear
opening. She tightened her muscles
there
.

“What’s happening?” R
eno asked.
“You can’t get it in?”

So Damek was
responsible for
the assault on her ass
. That
meant Reno was keeping the dildo
in place
. Acknowledging how well they worked together added to her
misery
.

“It’ll go in if I force the issue, but I’d prefer to have her ask for it.”

Ask for this? Never!

“You want to soften her up or should I?” Reno asked.

“
No way. I
t’s my turn.”

Was Damek going to whip her again,
overload
her with
so much
pain
that
having her ass filled didn’t matter? Should she give up now,
let
Damek
do what he wanted
?
She was trying to make up her mind when a smooth fingernail swep
t over her clit. S
he stopped pulling
on
her cuffs.

“
Let’s try this again,”
Damek said, lightly touching her
there
again
. “Here’s a task for you, slave. I’m going to unbridle you so you can tell us what’s happening. Think you can do that?”

This was no casual request. He’d hurt her if she didn’t comply. Defeated, she tried to nod while her body hummed in anticipation of another intimate touch.

Deserting
her rear end
, Damek r
emoved the straps from around her head and drew the bit from between her teeth.
D
rool dribbled down her chin.

“Plenty of lube here if we need it.”
He
wip
ed
saliva
over her
face
. She felt dirty and demeaned.
“Open your mouth,
meat
.”

Instinct
insisted she
clamp her teeth together, but when Damek pressed the butt plug against her lips, she
knew
she had two options. Either lubricate
it
or it would go in her back door dry.
Hating herself
, she did as he commanded.
T
he
disgusting object
filled her mouth.