Chapter 14

FOURTEEN

BOBBY

A shley's skin was warm as I stripped her of her dressing gown and pyjamas, carefully turning her over on the rug. I loved how soft she was. My fingers slid along her thigh, sending tendrils of happiness filtering through me.

I could hardly believe I had her there, in my cabin, all for me.

Twisting one red curl around my finger, I pulled it taut before releasing it, mesmerised by the way it coiled to perfection and rested against her pink cheek.

The cabin was warmer than I liked, but my pet wouldn't have any clothes for the duration of her stay and I didn't want her catching a chill. She would be happy here. I'd make sure of it.

I pressed the harness I had made over the previous few days against her torso, turning her this way and that as I secured the straps. The series of leather bands fit snugly around her waist, raising both vertically and horizontally to create an almost corset-bone design. The lower edge fitted around two bands, on around each thigh, while the upper portion stopped in a collar that cinched around her throat. Each buckle held a minuscule padlock, tightly locking her into the outfit.

The fit was perfect, leaving her assets entirely at my mercy. The cuffs around her wrists and ankles similarly locked into place, each fitted with D-rings that I could clip onto various parts of the body harness. Made for easy and quick bondage, should she prove to not be an obedient pet.

I believed she'd be good. The way she'd reacted to orders with such keen desperation left me in little doubt. She wanted to please.

The cage in the corner was wide open, and I carried her through the door, settling her on the padded dog bed I'd bought especially for her. The cosy blanket beneath her pressed into the side of her cheek, her eyes flickering open briefly before closing. It would be a few more hours before she'd wake.

I locked the door behind me and sat on the couch, working on an order while I watched the gentle rise of her chest. It took everything in me to resist enjoying her sleeping form, but I wanted her highly aware of everything I intended to do to her.

And having her do to me.

A shley awoke with a start some time later, as the sun rose to its highest point and filled my cabin with beams of light.

‘Hello, Pet,' I said, continuing to work on a leather piece and working hard to keep my eyes off of her. To give her a moment to catch her bearings.

Sitting up, she pushed herself against the wall, grabbing the blanket and pulling it over her chest and legs.

‘Let me go,' she said, her voice shaky.

‘I will.'

‘Now?'

‘No, little love. Next week.' I kept my words low and calm, hoping it would soothe her concerns.

‘You can't keep me here for a week. Jerry will be worried. He'll call the police.'

‘Mmm. He will. To save face. Then he'll lose himself in his video games. Right?' I'd watched enough of them to know he paid little attention to the fiery women in my cage.

Her throat bobbed beneath the collar.

‘You can't just take people.'

‘Not people, Ashley. Just you.'

‘Am I supposed to be flattered by that? You broke into my house and what? Drugged me?' Her cheeks burned as her voice raised, anger singed the edges of her words.

‘Would have come if I'd asked? Or would your misplaced loyalty to that overgrown potato you call a husband have kept you from me? I heard the way you rode my cock. I need to see it. To feel it. And you need it too.'

‘You've been watching me? Listening to me? You sick creep.'

‘I might be a creep, but you'll still come with my dick deep inside you, won't you? If I opened that cage, would you go home, or would you crawl over here and present your hind quarters for the seeing to I know you crave?'

A shade of near puce filled her face. But she didn't deny it.

‘Don't you see? It gives us both one week together. For you to feel desired. For me to live out the kinks I've spent years helping others enjoy with my leather goods. Just one week. Then you can return to your shitty husband and I'll go back to my fist.'

The gears turned in her head as her eyes roved about my cabin, taking in its clean but rustic interior. Nothing like her sparkling home.

‘One week?' She eventually said.

I nodded, dropping the leather item and looking at her. She sat straighter under my gaze, her blanket sliding a touch lower on her chest. Even in her discontent, she couldn't help but react to me.

‘And what will that entail?'

‘Obedience. You do what I say, when I say, or I will punish you. I'll feed you, and care for you, and dress you in the prettiest, sluttiest outfits.' I couldn't hide the growl in my voice.

‘And then?'

‘And then I'll fuck you. I'll make you crawl to me and bark like a dog while I fill you with enough cum that you'll leak like an overstuffed eclair.'

Her face blazed at my words, her mouth opening and closing as she hunted for a retort. All that came from her mouth was a slutty little moan.

‘You'll be my perfect pet, Ashley. Adored, desired, used. You'll love every minute. When the week is up, I'll drop you home, and let you return to your life.'

‘Promise?' She asked.

‘I promise.' I meant it. I would return her, but it didn't mean I wouldn't return to her. But before then, I had seven whole days of training her. To enjoy her.

And to make her so well-fucked that she begs to stay.

Because if she comes back, I'll be keeping her.

Forever.