Carnal Captive (17 page)

Reno laughed. He
’d
done something to the dildo
. I
nstead of
a
vibration,
the beast
now
work
ed
her vagina in waves.
S
he couldn’t regulate her breathing
, couldn’t silence her gasps
.

“She’s getting into it,” Damek informed his partner. “Looking kind of dreamy.”

“So you like this, do you?” Reno asked. A moment later
a
fierce
pulsing sensation began in her ass.

Like
?
No,
not
that.
Scared, her nerves overwhelmed.
She’d rocketed between countless emotions today, most
r
evolving around
fear
and pain
, but that had
been
replaced by a powerful reminder of what it meant to be a woman.

To hell with her captors, she’d lose herself in
sexual stimulation
and live with the consequences later. The hint of fire she’d tasted earlier now burned high and bright. Her muscle
s melted and reformed, melted again
.

She was going to climax.
Emotionally escape.
Already she was half way up the hill.
Knowing
she couldn’t manage the when and how of the impending explosion
alarmed her but no more t
han what she’d already experienced.

Her captors had taken pity on her
. They
were going
to reward her in the most elemental way.
She didn’t care
that she still hung over the sawhorse
,
didn’t
care that her ass stuck up high and vulnerable
.
The
sweet
tremors
inside her holes
were everything. Just a few more seconds and she’d
shoot
into space.

Find escape
.

The sweat trapped in her armpits leaked out. Telling moisture oozed
over
the dildo and track
ed
down her inner thighs.

“We’ve got us a flood back here,” Reno
announced
. “Damn but I love that smell.”

Damek muttered something
to the effect
that he didn’t share Reno’s opinion. Despite the hot haze wrapp
ed
around her,
she
knew Damek wasn’t to be trusted. Fighting her swelling pleasure, she blinked him into focus. Before she could decipher his expression, however, Reno
laughed
.

“No,” she whimpered as all movement ceased. Only the echo of relentless
,
wonderful throbbing remained
to torture her senses
.

“No what?” Damek slapped her face. “You aren’t ordering us, are you? You know better than that,
meat
. She didn’t come, did she?”

“
Nope
.
I know the signs. Stopped her before she got there.”

Not enough made sense. Her body
still
beg
ged
. As long as it did, she was vulnerable, unable to
comprehend
.

“I don’t want it,” she lied. “You think forcing me to—“

Damek’s slap whipped her head to the side. “Don’t you ever order anything, got it, bitch! We’ll by damn do whatever we want to you.”

I know. Oh God, I know.

“Easy,” Reno muttered. “She isn’t worth
raising
your blood pr
essure. How about you take
more pictures while I
try a few
things?”

“What kind of things?”

“I
’m curious
how many times she can be brought to the brink before she loses it?”

No, no, no! Don’t, oh please, don’t.

But of course they did.

Little made sense after that. Her body ached, and she
couldn’t hold back her
drool
.
She again
needed
to
pee
and was so thirsty it hurt to swallow, but those
things
were nearly nothing next to the fire
repeatedly
leaping and dying inside her.
Every time the
vibrations
started,
she
prayed
for a climax
only to have
pleasure
ripped from her.
Over and over again she
wait
ed
for the cruel-wonderful invasions to begin moving again, fought
not to let them
see her
desperat
ion
while Reno patted her buttocks and Damek brushed her hair out of her eyes.

Whenever
they touched her like that, it took everything she had not
to thank them
.
Every time
Reno expertly
drove
her to the raw edge
, she
fought
to keep from
blurting how much
she hated them
.

The
men
weren’t speaking
, yet she sensed
the
unspoken communication
between them
.
Break her down
.
Wreck her.

Which was worse, the gyrating dildo with the base against her clit or the
disgusting beast
plugging he
r ass?
Several times
Reno
treated
her to a session with a single
tool
.
She couldn’t help but groan and gasp, but
she wouldn’t
beg
.
She didn’t dare.

Sweat dripped from her, and the
strain
in her splayed legs bec
a
m
e
more intense
by the moment. Exhaustion bit at her
. S
he barely flinched when Reno pulled on her labia.
Her body and world were in d
isarray, the sexual uproar
terrifying and thrilling.

“Any how long we’ve been going at it?” Reno sounded tired
.

“Better part of an hour. I’ve seen slaves go twice that long.”

“
Me too
but not
when they’re
tied up like this.”

Damek pressed his fingers ag
ainst the back of her neck
above the collar. “She’s pretty tense
.”

“There’s always another day.”

“And t
onight if we’re so inclined
.”

Reno
had hold of
her labia.
What was it to him, a handle
, a possession
?
“Well, slave, it sounds as if you’re going to get a bit of a reprieve although I doubt if you’ll see it that way. A thought to leave you with.” His hold tightened
. P
ain rocket
ed
through her
. “These generous
slippery
lips are some of your best attributes. Your master’s bound to have ideas about how to use them.
Hopefully he’s innovative. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? A little variety to your boring existence.
”

I need freedom, nothing else.

Chapter Eleven

When the men unchained her ankles,
Shari
made the mistake of bringing her feet together. Pain slashed at her leg muscles. T
hey strapped her into a
chastity
belt before freeing her from the sawhorse
, locking
t
he dildo and ass plug inside
her. Should she be
grateful because they were no longer
in motion? She still needed to climax, still feared losing that last bit of control.

Damek had
fastened
her wrists to
a
belt in back
that kept
her elbows bent. She still
wore
the collar
and
metal bands
. At least she could take a normal stride—when and if the men let her.

“She’s a mess,” Damek observed. Cupping her chin, he forced her to look up at him. “About to piss yourself
again
I’m betting.
”

Go to hell.

“Tisk, tisk. I thought I already explained about
the need for you to respond when you’re asked a question.
I repeat, d
o you
have
to take a leak?”

Hating the demeaning question, she nodded
as best she could
. “Yes.”

He slapped her breast so hard she stumbled backward. “Yes, what?” 

Trapped in her loathing of him, she fought the
pain
. Grabbing her elbow, Reno spun her toward him and stuck her other breast. “Answer him, slave. Otherwise it isn’t going to be pretty.”

What was wrong with her? She didn’t stand a chance of winning this battle. She’d wait, bide her time,
and
try not to go crazy. “Yes, I have to go to the bathroom, Master.”

After reattaching the chain to her collar, Damek marched her back up the stairs and into the shower. Confused, she
searched for but didn’t see a
toilet. “Master?”

“Did you hear that?” Damek asked Reno who’d joined them. “I do believe we’re making progress. “What is it, slave. What’s your question?”

“I can’t go to the bathroom like this.” She looked down at what
little
she could see of her pussy
under the
chastity
belt
. “Master.”

“Toilets are for humans and occasionally for slaves who have earned the right.” Reno shoved her to the middle of the shower
, let go, and
strode
over to the nozzle he’d used earlier. Damek
stationed himself next
to the other one.

“We’re waiting,” Damek
informed her
. “Believe me, we can outwait you.”

Looking from one to the other, she accepted
reality. T
hey
commanded
her body.

There weren’t any windows in here, but th
ree
existed in her mind’s eye. Just beyond these walls lay the pine-scented forest. She’d gone for an early walk so she could photograph the morning sun stream
ing
down through the trees. She
was
an average photographer
, but her artistic eye erringly found
the best nature provided
. On a whim she’d
stopped at
a coffee stand on the way here and now her bladder was full. In her mind, she pulled down her je
ans, squatted and let loose.

Two icy sprays
assaulted
her belly, buttocks, and legs.
Still urinating
, she broke and ran.
D
ropp
ing
his nozzle
, Reno
pounded after her. She escaped the shower,
but
he
caught
up with
her. Laughing, he
shoved,
slam
ming her
into a wall. She struggled to straighten, but
he
kicked her feet out from under her.

“Well that was fun
.
” Planting his shoe on the middle of her back, he easily held her down.

“So much for thinking the fight’s out of her,
” Damek said, “
not that she’d be much
use
that way.”

The pressure on her back let up
and she
fill
ed
her lungs
.
Using his shoe,
Reno pushed her legs apart
.

“That’s a bad little slave,”
he
chided. “A very bad slave.”
S
hov
ing
against her trapped pussy
, he
forced
the invasions
deeper into her. Despite her attempt to be quiet, a whimpering moan slid out. “We were going to take you outside for some exercise, but
now I’m thinking we’ll let that
wait until tomorrow.”