Chapter Ten

Elise

Four Days Later

I am standing in front of my floor-length mirror wearing the lingerie I tried on before going to my knees for Lucian in a clothing store. I think that this is the most appropriate thing to wear tonight. I submitted to him then and I am submitting to him now.

My plan is to stay outside as much as I can. It’s chilly tonight and I am essentially wearing nothing, but it’s easier for me to get away if I’m outside. If I find that I need to go inside, I plan on going to Lucian’s basement. The room that everyone was in with Laura locks from the inside, so I can stay there. I’m sure he has a key, but I want him to catch me. I know when he does, he will get me back for the incessant teasing I’ve done all week.

I let my hair down before putting my robe on and going outside. I smile at Laura when I see her step off her porch. “Hey,” she says. “Are you naked under that?”

“No. I’m wearing the lingerie,” I laugh. “I assume you are?”

“Hell yeah,” she giggles. “Bradley didn’t think I would do it.”

“What will the predators wear?” I ask.

“The mask and traditionally they wear a long black robe with nothing underneath.”

“That’s hot. So, everyone wears that if they’re not prey?” I ask.

“Yes. You won’t know who is who.”

“So, avoid everyone, but pray it’s your predator when you get captured?” I ask.

“Yes. If you get captured, ask them to reveal no matter if they have a condom on or not. They will always let you know who they are,” she explains. “I’ll go ahead and warn you that Bradley has every intention of catching you.”

“Does Lucian know this?” I ask.

“He does. Lucian told him to have fun.”

“Is Lucian going to go after anyone else?” I ask.

“God no. You’re his obsession. He hasn’t even looked at another woman sexually since the day he met you,” she says.

“But he has no issues sharing me?” I ask.

“Not sharing. Those are just the rules. He understands that this is the one time others will have access to you. I’m going to assume he will catch you and you two will get married. If you participate in future years, there is automatic consent given based on your vows. Others will have access to you then also,” she explains as we walk. “He definitely doesn’t like that others want to capture you, but he respects the rules. It just means he will do more to remind you that you belong to him.”

“Well, this is exciting,” I say happily.

When we walk into the community center, I follow Laura’s lead and take off my robe before we go to our knees where the other prey are kneeling. I sit back on my heels with my head bowed and my hands resting on my thighs.

“You look sexy as fuck,” Laura whispers to me.

“You look like you’re going to freeze your ass off,” I reply quietly. We both giggle but go silent when someone clears their throat. Others are filing into the room and people in long black robes stand in front of us.

“Thank you to all of our participants who have gathered this evening,” Carol says. “The rules are simple. The prey runs and the predators hunt. If you capture prey that is not your own, you are required to wear protection for all activities. If you are asked to reveal yourself, we are asking this year that you do no matter if the prey is your own or not. In light of recent events, only vetted members of the community are permitted to play. We take the safety of our prey seriously, so if you are caught breaking the rules, you will be handed over to local police on first degree rape charges. If anyone catches you abusing the prey and they confirm the abuse, again, you will be handled accordingly. Know that we do have game officials within the gated community, so all infractions will be caught… you are to stay within the gated community and not enter a home that is not your own or your predators. If you are attempting to capture prey and they enter their own home, you are permitted to follow. The gate is locked, and we have stations set up for first aid and to contact a game official. These zones are considered safe zones for the prey but are not to be used as a way to avoid capture… the prey may use the safe word 'red' but it is only permitted to be used if the prey is in danger or if they need to go to a safe zone. If the prey is prevented from entering a safe zone after calling that word, again, you will be handled accordingly. The predators are all wearing a new mask and the old one is retired as of today. Are there any questions?”

“Do the prey have a certain amount of time to leave the community center before the predators can hunt them?” I ask.

“No,” she says with humor in her tone. “The predators love a good chase, so it is not common for a predator to capture their prey immediately. I cannot say the same for those who wish to capture prey that is not their own.”

“Okay,” I laugh.

“Alright. Let your destiny guide you and have fun,” Carol says. It’s silent for a second before Laura giggles.

I look up and see a large number of people in long black hooded robes with vendetta masks on, only they’re black with white accents, whereas the old ones were white with black accents.

“Run,” Laura says, pushing me toward the door. “Girl, run.”

I get up and sprint to the exit and the rest of the prey follow. I keep them between me and the masked men. I don’t get more than a hundred feet across the courtyard before arms wrap around my body. They roll so they take the brunt of the fall before putting me on my back with my hands pinned above my head.

“I need to learn to run faster,” I giggle. “Reveal yourself.”

“Like you don’t know who I am,” Bradley laughs.

“Just making sure. Laura told me you wanted to attack me,” I say. “You must not like them limp, huh?”

“You’re a smartass,” he says as he grabs hold of my thong and rips it off. I roll myself so I can grab a hold of the grass and try to pull myself out from under him. I hear the condom wrapper as I slip away but he grabs my hips and pulls me back. I scream when he suddenly slams into me and starts fucking me hard and fast.

“No, no, no. Too hard,” I cry out. It feels so fucking good, though. I moan helplessly as he pounds me into the earth. I keep fighting to get out from under him until finally he loosens his grip on my waist, and I can get up and run. Someone else comes out of nowhere and takes me to the ground before Bradley has me on my back. When he surges back into me, I moan and arch off the ground.

“Fuck, I’m going to look forward to this tight pussy every year,” Bradley groans. The more I fight him, the harder he thrusts.

“Oh, Jesus. I’m gonna come,” I moan. He leans back and rubs my clit as he shoves me into my climax. As my body relaxes, he pulls out of me.

“You have others after you tonight. I suggest you run faster,” Bradley says as he stands me up.

“You didn’t… what was the point of that if you didn’t even get off?” I ask.

“Because now I can tell Lucian I made his girl come on my cock,” he chuckles. “Seriously. Run, before someone throat-fucks you.”

I turn and see a few people close by, and I run in the opposite direction. Clearly being out in the open will lead to me getting fucked all evening. I decide to head into the woods. When I run around a large oak, I run into Laura.

“Hey,” she says. “Having fun?”

“Bradley is a monster,” I say, and she laughs. We both look around when we hear twigs snapping and leaves rustling. Before either of us can run, we are grabbed. Suddenly there are a half-dozen people around us.

“Reveal,” Laura shouts, almost sounding panicked. One by one, Derrick, Josh, Kurt, Tyler, Isiah, and Sebastian reveal themselves. They all put condoms on and two of them sit before we are forced into their laps. My arms are pulled behind my back as I am lowered onto a cock, making me groan as I am stretched. Someone kneels behind me as I am brought down to lay across the masked man’s chest. I hear Laura cry out and I look over to see she is completely filled as someone pushes down her throat.

I scream out when someone slams into my ass, but someone fists my hair and starts fucking my throat. The intensity behind their thrusts drags an orgasm out of me in record time. I am repositioned and passed around to all six, with Laura going through the same. By the time they all groan as they finish, I am exhausted from what they have done.

They all disappear, and we are left standing where they found us. Everything is silent apart from us trying to catch our breath. “We probably shouldn’t stay in one place,” Laura suggests humorously.

“My belly hurts now,” I complain with a laugh. “I don’t know which one of them to blame for that.”

“Girl, I had no idea that they were going to do all that,” she says as we walk.

“I’d think it was a setup, but you seemed just as surprised.”

“No, I know how ruthless they can get during these things,” she says as we walk. “I think we need to get out of the woods.”

When we walk around another large tree, I run into another man in a mask. Laura squeezes my shoulder and I burst out laughing. “Laura, I’d run if I were you,” I warn her while keeping myself between Bradley and her.

“Oh shit,” she says as she sprints away from us.

“Run,” Bradley says. When he steps to the side, I listen and take off running toward the wood line. Just as I am about to step out of the woods, I’m brought to the ground. He is straddling my body with my hands pinned above my head and his hand over my mouth.

I am yelling into his hand to tell me who he is, but my words come out muffled. I am quickly starting to panic so when he lets go of my hands to pull out his cock, I start fighting him. When he sits up to tear open a condom and I shout at him.

“Reveal. Please, reveal!”

“It’s Jake,” he says gently.

“Fuck, you scared me,” I sigh and stop trying to push him away. Jake chuckles and rolls the condom on. He is big, but not as big as Lucian. No doubt both of them will make my body ache.

“Fight me,” he leans down and whispers in my ear. I giggle and try to shove him off me. Instead of letting me up, he rams his cock into me and a silent scream rips through my body as pain laced pleasure builds in my belly. When he starts to move, it’s punishing and indicative of just how long he’s wanted to do this.

“Fuck, that hurts,” I cry out. “Please make me come.” Jake growls and flips me to my belly. When he covers my mouth, I pull myself up to my knees but keep my chest on the ground. When he starts to fuck me again, he pushes painfully deep and moves with a fury that has me screaming into his hand as he moves.

“Fight me, whore,” he growls. I whimper and start fighting more. The more resistance I give, the harder I come from his brutal thrusts. “That’s it. Come on my cock. Scream for me, Elise.”

Jake groans deeply as he pushes as deep as my body allows for the final few thrusts. When he pulls out of me, he helps me stand before hugging me. “I didn’t expect that,” I murmur.

“You better go before I take you home to keep you from being found by Lucian,” he says seriously. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay,” I say. “I’m going to go get destroyed by Lucian now. I’m too tired to keep running.”

“Okay,” he chuckles. “Go on. I’ll see you at your ceremony.”

I walk through a few backyards before I get to Lucian’s house. I glance back to see a masked man a few yards behind me. As I walk up on his porch, he follows. When I open the door, he is still behind me, so I know it’s Lucian. I go in and leave the door open for him.

“I’m too tired to run from you,” I say. He shuts the door and walks over to stand in front of me. He simply points to the ground in front of him. I know what he’s asking. He wants me to fully submit to him. Bowing to him means bowing to his every word. I am giving myself to him in its entirety with the faith that he will always guide me to where I belong. It’s giving him ownership of my body, mind, and soul, and trusting that he will not abuse the power I am giving him.

I sink down to my knees and bow my head to present myself to him. My hands are resting on my thighs. They’re spread apart to expose myself to him. My back is straight, pushing my breasts out. Kneeling for him like this feels like freedom. It feels like everything I’ve been longing for with the comfort of knowing this is where I belong.

Lucian pulls off his mask before tilting my chin up so that I look at him. “Are you prepared to fully submit to me? No hesitation. No argument?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Understand that I will always care about your thoughts, feelings, and opinions. You are not my slave, Elise, but I do expect obedience. Within this community, you will hold power, but I will always be your leader.”

“I understand,” I say.

“Go to my bedroom, undress, and present yourself. I will be up shortly,” he says. “And Elise?”

“Yes?”

“You are to respond with 'yes, sir' or 'no, sir' at all times. The only exception is in casual conversation,” he says.

“So, in public, a direct command, and with anything sexual?” I ask.

“Yes ma’am,” he says with a smile. “I will always offer you the same level of respect when the situation calls for it.”

“I appreciate that,” I say sincerely.

“Go on upstairs. I’m going to lock up and check in with Carol,” he says.

“Yes sir,” I say sweetly. He smiles and I take his hand as he offers it so I can stand.

I make my way upstairs and undress. I take a moment to go to his bathroom so I can get a wet washcloth to clean the dirt off my body. When I return to the bedroom, I resume kneeling to wait for him to join me. I am beyond excited to see what he has planned.

Several minutes pass before the door opens. Lucian takes his time undressing before coming to me. “Stand, please,” he says, offering me his hand. When I do, he gently kisses me. “Who all touched you tonight?”

“Eight people,” I say. “Bradley, Derrick, Josh, Kurt, Tyler, Isiah, Sebastian, and Jake. The six in the middle were at once with Laura involved as well. Jake was right before I came here.”

“Everyone wore a condom?” he asks.

“Yes,” I confirm. “I only heard Bradley, but the rest I saw them put it on.”

“I saw Bradley,” he says. “Did anyone hurt you?”

“Jake was a bit aggressive, but nothing I couldn’t handle,” I say.

“Explain.”

“He scared me at first because he pinned me and had his hand over my mouth. When he pulled back to put on the condom, I asked him, and he told me it was him. He told me to fight him, so I did. He was aggressive in the way he fucked me. The more I fought, the harder he went. After, he did ask if I was okay before I came here,” I explain. “Oh, and he told me to come find you before he was tempted to prevent you from capturing me.”

“Jake likes you a lot, it seems. I’m glad he checked in with you, though,” he says. “I would like for you to limit your interactions with him to strictly work unless I am around. This isn’t because of lack of trust in either party, it will just be far easier on him if he’s not constantly reminded of his feelings for you.”

“Yes sir,” I agree. “I do believe he has feelings for me, and it would be unfair to give him any sort of hope, even unknowingly.”

“Good girl,” he says. “Anything else about the evening you want to discuss?”

“I… was particularly fond of how aggressive he was,” I say.

“In what way?”

“Well, just the feigned lack of consent but still with the trust and understanding that he wouldn’t hurt me,” I explain.

“Ah. Consensual non-consent. That’s essentially what this entire dynamic tonight is with a heavy primal aspect,” he says. “So, you are saying you fighting being met with aggression is a turn on?”

“Yes sir,” I nod.

“Would you like to explore that with me?” he asks.

“Yes sir,” I answer happily. “If you find that it’s appropriate.”

“Can you answer me something?” he asks.

“Yes sir.”

“In what way were you afraid that you wouldn’t be able to give yourself to me the way I want?” he asks.

“I didn’t think I would be capable of fully submitting to you,” I answer. “I was afraid I wouldn’t match the level of subservience that you desire.”

“Please, don’t push away that bratty little girl inside of you. She is there for a reason, and she can teach us both a lot about each other,” he says. “Do what comes naturally, but I just ask that you are not openly defiant.”

“I’m confused.” I say.

“Elise, when you act like a brat, it’s because you are triggered or scared of something. Sometimes you are in need of attention but lack the ability to communicate what exactly you’re searching for. You are and always will be a brat, and I don’t want you to force that down for the sake of being subservient. You can submit to me while still being a brat. Brats are still submissive,” he says.

“So… if you ask me to lie in the bed, for example, it would be acceptable for me to ask you to make me?” I ask.

“Yes,” he smiles. “I will rarely issue you a punishment, but a more playful version of a punishment, absolutely.”

“Can you explain?”

“Certainly. So, a true punishment is not meant to be pleasurable. It can be something like writing sentences, kneeling on rice, or anything I deem fitting. This would be given for things that I feel you need a lesson on something. For example, if you were to go behind my back and interact with Jake without my knowledge and outside of work,” he explains. “A more playful version, a funishment if you will, would include pleasure. This could be in the form of forced repeated orgasms, edging, spanking, impact play, or anything done in public. For example, if you tease me in public and the situation allows, I will issue one of these playful punishments by whatever means I thought was appropriate at the time.”

“What if… I want to tease you, but you can’t retaliate at the moment?” I ask.

“Explain,” he says with a smirk.

“For example, you have a meeting with city officials next week. What if I wanted to tease you during the meeting?” I ask.

“In what way?”

“By hiding under the table and sucking your cock,” I answer with a grin. “I might edge you or I might make you come, and then start again.”

“If you do that, I’m hooking you up to a fucking machine so I can flog you, then take your ass in front of the entire community,” he says.

“I hope you know how to come subtly,” I say, grinning.

“You are a handful,” he laughs. “You might make the sheriff come himself if he finds out you’re under there with my cock in your mouth.”

“Will you still enjoy me at night?” I ask.

“Do you want me to?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, but I want you to fuck me,” I say. “Like… hard. I want you to actually try to wake me.”

“I can certainly try to wake you. I bet if I used that machine to take your cunt and ass while I fucked your throat, you would wake up,” he says.

“That sounds wonderful,” I say happily.

“Lie on the bed,” he says.

“Yes sir,” I say before moving to lie back on the large canopy bed. It has four tall posts at the corners and lying here I can see different spots that something can be hooked into. He takes the pillows out from under my head before doing the same with the comforter. Next, he positions me in the center and attaches leather cuffs to my wrists so that they’re pulled up and hooked to the posts. He has plenty of access still to fuck my mouth, which I’m hoping he will do.

Lucian next attaches a spreader bar to my ankles. He lengthens the bar to spread my legs as far as they will go before pulling it up to hook it to the headboard. This puts me into a position where I am folded with my knees to my chest. I am completely exposed to him, and I can’t fucking wait for him to use me. My legs are spread so far and I’m now sitting up slightly, so he has complete access to use any part of me that he wishes, only I am completely helpless to him.

“Open your mouth,” he says. When I do, he puts a large O-ring gag just behind my teeth so that it forces my mouth open wide. He attaches the straps around my head before sitting back to look at me.

“My, my… aren't you a sight to see?” he says. He grabs a bottle of lube and spews it all over my pussy and ass, teasing me with his fingers in the process. “I am going to push you to your absolute limit, but my intention is not to break you. I will place this ball in your hand and if you want to stop, just drop it. Okay?” I nod in agreement, and he smiles.

I groan when he applies clamps to my nipples, and goosebumps break out across my skin. Whatever lube he put on me makes me highly sensitive because when he leans down and flicks his tongue across my clit, I moan loudly as pleasure immediately shoots through me.

“So responsive,” he says. I scream out when he abruptly slams three fingers into me and starts sucking my clit. His thrusts are painfully deep and the combination with how he is teasing my clit yanks an orgasm out of me so fast that I continue to scream through it. He doesn’t stop and my legs are shaking.

“Give it up, baby. I want it all,” he encourages. He pinches my clit and rolls it between his fingers as he continues to fuck me with his hand. When I start pulling at the restraints, he goes harder. When another orgasm hits me, my arousal floods out of me as I moan and whimper.

“That’s my good girl,” he says. He leans down and gently kisses my clit, making my body jerk. “Ready for more?”

I whine but still nod, and he chuckles as he gets up. He disappears from my view for a moment, but when he comes back, my eyes go wide when I see the fucking machine he mentioned. It has two large silicone dildos attached and looks like it’s going to wreck me. He coats the toys in lube before pushing them into place. I groan as he slowly fills me. When he turns it on, my eyes roll back. He clips something onto my clit and my moan is nearly unhinged when it starts to vibrate. He moves on the bed so he can fist my hair and fuck my throat while holding onto the headboard. Both he and the toys start to quicken their pace until I am being violently pounded three different ways. I have absolutely no control over any part of my body and the vibrations surging through my clit have me suspended in a state of mid-orgasm. My screams and helpless moans are gargled as he pushes as far down my throat as he can, and his moans are like a drug.

This is true fucking bliss. To be used so brutally in every possible way by Lucian is something I couldn’t dream up in my wildest fantasies. I want him to break me, tear me to shreds, and violently fuck every remaining piece of my soul before making me whole again.

When Lucian pulls out of my throat, he takes the gag out of my mouth and moves back to turn the machine to max power. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I scream. “No. God, please. Stop.”

“You can take it, my sweet little slut. Look at you… so fucking helpless,” he says. He hooks something to the nipple clamps and when he hits a button on the small box they’re plugged into, electricity shoots through my nipples and floods my body. My entire body tenses as I scream, forcing an orgasm out of me that has my arousal flooding out of my body once more. The feelings don’t relent, and my body is violently shaking as tears stream down my face.

He moves back so he can fist my hair and force himself to the back of my throat, only this time he pushes deep and doesn’t move. “You are so fucking sexy choking on my cock, Elise,” he coos. “Now be a good girl and suck your master’s cock.”

I hollow my cheeks and suck him hard as he starts to fuck my face. I am stuck in a continuous cycle of the rise and fall of my climax. My come continues to soak the bed every few minutes and each time it's forced out of me, I tense up. I am so fucking exhausted, and my body is sore from the abuse, but I don’t want this to stop.

After a while, Lucian pulls away again without coming. He starts to turn things off and remove them before taking off my restraints. He cleans the bed and toys before storing them, leaving me to rest. He disappears for a while, so I stay where I am. I doze off a few times, but when he scoops me into his arms, I snuggle into his chest.

“Where are you taking me?” I mumble.

“To the bath,” he says. “We are going to sit in ice water for a few minutes.”

“Why?”

“Because your body just went through a lot. It will help your muscles relax and you won’t be as sore tomorrow,” he says. “I won’t make you sit in it alone, so I’ll sit with you.”

“Mmkay,” I say. When he lowers us into the water, I gasp as I am jolted awake. I try to sit up, but Lucian pulls me down to straddle his lap so I can lay against his chest.

“Try to relax,” he says as he rubs my back.

“I think you broke my brain,” I say.

“You did very well, Elise. I am proud of you,” he says, cupping my face to gently kiss me.

“Please tell me you are still going to fuck me,” I say, and he smiles.

“I was going to be nice and wait until morning,” he says.

“Please, don’t wait,” I say. “I want you.”

“Let’s relax for a bit and I will after you take your medicine,” he says. I nod and lay my head on his chest.

A few minutes later, he gets us out and dries me off before taking me back to bed. Once I take my medicine and we lie down, he pulls me on top of him and sits up straight when he fills me with his cock. I somehow find the energy and start moving my hips.

“Fuck, you feel so good. I love this. I love you,” I moan. “God, I love you.”

Lucian pulls me down onto his chest and kisses me hard. “I love you too, Elise,” he says softly.

I bury my face in his chest as Lucian wraps his arms around my body. He starts fucking me impossibly hard and fast. We are both moaning desperately, searching for a release. I move my hips to meet his punishing thrusts and groan from deep in my chest when pressure builds in my belly. He grips onto my ass and moans as he pounds harder into my very well abused pussy.

“Fuck. Come in me. Please, come in me,” I moan. When my orgasm punches through me, I instinctively sink my teeth into his neck and bite down. He suddenly turns frenzied and fucks me into a lull as he fills me with come.

I stay where I am long after we have stopped moving. He is still buried inside of me, and I am nearly unconscious. “Don’t fall asleep with me inside of you,” he chuckles.

“I’m falling asleep with you inside of me,” I mumble. His laughter is the last thing I remember before I slip into my dreams.