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Pet of the Huntress (SexyWriter et Madam Mim)

Red closed her eyes for a few moments as her pet began to do his job. "Mmm poor little thing tries so hard," she moaned. She gave him a few more moments before getting impatient. "But not hard enough!"

She pressed his face harder against her for a moment before pushing him away and yanking on his collar to pull him to his feet. Standing on the bed, she pulled him along and was careful to make sure he didn't hurt himself as he got up on the bed. She forced him onto his back, tying a rope to the cuffs that already bound his hands together and pulling his arms over his head to tie them off to the bed. His ankles she bound with the cuffs at the bottom of the bed. She struck at his legs with the crop before straddling his hips.

"I'm gonna ride you like the little fuck toy you are," she growled, pulling the leash taut. "That's all you're good for to anyone, you know. Being my bitch."
 
Jason stumbled to his feet, crawling onto the bed awkwardly as she pulld him up with the leash. He lay still as she cuffed him. He was now mostly aroused, from the forced licking and a little from the spanking. He still couldn't see, but he could tell she was nearby. Then he felt the sting of the crop before she spoke again.

He nodded softly. "Please, Huntress, use me like the toy I am. Use me as your bitch." he said on a whim, knowing that it would excite her
 
Red grinned. Sliding out of her panties and top she crawled back on top of him. Once the blindfold was removed he would be able to see that she was in nothing but her red cape and boots. Slowly she lowered herself down onto him.

"Mmm oh yeah," the Huntress groaned, using his leash to pull his face up against her breasts. "Oh you like that, don't you, you dirty little slut?"

She smiled as she rode him slowly. Kissing his forehead, she reached over his shoulder and dug her nails into his back, dragging them all the way back up to his neck. She licked the ridge of his ear before murmuring into it.

"Since you've been a bad boy, you don't get to cum right away," she explained, a cruel smile at her lips. "I'm gonna ride you hard til I cum all over your cock. Then I'm gonna untie you, and you have to find two more different ways to make me cum before you're allowed to. Understand?"
 
The blindfold was removed and Jason's eyes snapped to the woman slowly lowerin herself over him, wearing nothing but her scarlet cape and boots. He groaned softly as her warm, wet sunt enveloped his cock, and his face was pulled up into her breasts. He began to kiss and lick at the delicate flesh as she slowly rode his cock.

As her nails dragged against his back and she explained his punishment, he nodded, still worshiping her tits. "As you wish, Huntress." He murmured, already thinking up ways to make her cum...
 
Red grinned and pushed his face more firmly against her breasts. She rode him harder, moaning as she manipulated them so his cock hit every sweet spot she had. It wasn't long before she was panting, gasping for air. She gripped his hair and yanked his head back, biting his neck hard enough to leave a bruise.

"Oh yeah you dirty whore!" she gasped, thrusting harder against him as she came closer to her peak. "Oh you love your Huntress, don't you? Love it when she punishes you for being wicked and naughty. Nasty boy." She slapped him lightly and arched her back. "Ooh tell me how much you love your punishment, slut! Tell me--oh God oh yeah!"

Red gripped Jason's hair hard and bit down on his shoulder as she came, her slick cunt gripping his cock tightly and pulsing around him. She pulsed her hips weakly a few more times as her orgasm slowly subsided.

"Such a nice, thick slut," she purred, releasing her grip on his hair and petting him fondly. Reaching for the keys, she unlocked the cuffs and untied the ropes, then laid on her back and yawned as if bored. "Now's your chance to get creative. And don't just pussy out and only use my clit." She looked at him expectantly.
 
"Yes, Huntress, I love it when you punish me, punish your bitch, Huntress..." He grunted as she bit his neck. He was sure that would leave a mark of some sort, but the rough, wild sex was arousing. As she thrust down and came, her slit clenching, he had to control himself, holding back his orgasm, not wanting to displease her. Then he laid still as she unlocked him and untied him, and rolled over to allow him access to her body.

"Yes, Huntress." he murmured faithfully, and moved right to work, pushing his face into her sopping lips. He ground his nose and chin against her as well as putting his tongue to work, licking around her lips and then darting inside her. He didn't focus on anything, but instead made sure to lick and stimulate every area of her sex.
 
Red pet Jason's head and moaned as he eagerly and greedily dove into her dripping cunt, still sensitive from her first orgasm.

"Mmm hungry little bitch, aren't you?" she groaned, moving her hips against his face. "Greedy slut. Oooh God..."

Red's back arched off the bed. She was so close to cumming again, but held back. She didn't want to make it so quick for him. Besides, the longer it took, the better it felt."
 
Jason could feel her aching her back off the bed, and her hips pressing forward against his face. In response he ground and licked harder, sometimes humming lightly against her lips to send light vibrations through her sensitive flower. His tongue worked inside her, lapping up her juices and thrusting insider her wet slit, driving to make her cum. He enjoyed this, eating his Huntress out, there was something about it that turned him on further, and he knew she loved the feeling of his face grinding against her and his tongue working at her delicate flower.
 
Red couldn't help it. As he hummed against her she ground against his face harder. Gripping his hair she thrust against his tongue, fucking his face as he ate her out. And God it felt so good.

"Mm I'm close," she murmured. "So close oh yeah...!"

A small squeaking sound escaped as she pushed her cunt against him one last time. Breathing heavily, her back fell back onto the bed as her pussy still pulsed, needing a cock to milk for seed. She couldn't wait to have him inside her again. Looking up at him, the Huntress smiled.

"Well you're a good pet," she purred. "You may even redeem yourself. Let's see the third way a naughty pet can please his mistress, hmm?"
 
Jason continued to wok at her sensitive slit until she released his head, and he sat up. He gave her a small smile as she fell back on the bed, panting. He moved to lay next to her, gently kissing her on the lips. "I haven't used my hands yet, Huntress." He whispered, his hands sliding over her arms and breasts lightly, gently caressing. They didn't linger too long in one spot, but instead roamed and stroked every inch of her body, caressing...

His lips moved away from hers and gently kissed down her jawline, suckling on her skin as his hands warmed her body.
 
The Huntress smiled as Jason laid down next to her. As he kissed her tenderly she realized that was the first gentle kiss they'd shared...and she liked it. She kissed him tenderly, almost lovingly, as his hands moved to her breasts.

Red closed her eyes as his kisses moved away from her lips and over her skin. She ran a hand through his hair, but gently this time. She made small noises of appreciation as his hands and lips roamed her body as he took his time with her. It was nice, slowing things down for once.
 
Jason smiled against her skin as her had roamed gently through his hair. He realized that in almost every sexual encounter they had experienced together, this was probably the first time either of them had been very gentle or carefuly with the other. Th slight break was welcome, though he wasn't sure if he liked the loving gentle moments better than the rough wild sex.

his lips lingered on her neck as his fingertips slipped slowly downwards, first brushing along her stomach and caressing her hips before sliding just a bit gurther to teasingly circle her sex.
 
Red closed her eyes as Jason lavished her with attention. She moaned as he teased her sex and kissed his forehead encouragingly. The way he touched her reminded her of a lover she'd had once. An actual lover. Peter...

They had been childhood sweethearts. He lived in the town and they had met when she was in clinging to her Granny's apron. They had made the journey to one another's houses over the years, fallen in love. Peter had been her first and only love; they had been each others' firsts at sixteen in their secret spot in the woods by the creek. They'd had plans to marry and have a houseful of children, away from this wolf hunting nonsense. Then one night on his way home, when Anna had begged him to stay, the entire pack had leapt upon him and torn him apart in moments, leaving only bloodied clothes and bones to be found in the morning. It had been a message to Anna and her Granny, and to this day she blamed herself for it.

Jason's gentle touch now reminded her of the long ago caresses of her lover. There was a reason she was rough and controlling with her men. She breathed deeply and could almost smell the scent of her lover again.

"Peter..." she breathed, the word barely audible and followed closely by a long, low moan.
 
Jason didn't notice the name she breathed, just the long, low moan. He smiled, and moved his fingers lightly up and down her slit, gently teasing the sensitive outer lips as he suckled gently on the flesh of her neck. His fingers danced on her damp flower, wanting nothing more than to bring her pleasure and to hear her moan and sigh, and know that he had caused it.

He slowly slipped a finger inside her, his thumb gently stroking against her clit as he did so. His lips migrated slightly lower, and he began to suckle and kiss at the soft flesh of her breasts, feeling her warmth against his lips as he pleasured his Huntress.
 
Red sighed lightly as she was rubbed and pleasured. She never wanted this to stop. When he slipped a finger inside her, she gasped a little and gripped his shoulders. Still her eyes were closed as she imagined her lost lover touching her the way no other man had ever touched her.

She'd had others, of course. Men who wanted guidance through the woods often also wanted guidance through her skirts, and when they were attractive she was always happy to oblige. But these one night stands were rough and rude and wild. No man since Peter had touched her so tenderly, so lovingly, and it was easy to believe it was him.

"Inside me," she moaned, pulling at his hips. "I want you deep inside me right now. Oh God I want you to cum deep inside me."
 
Jason smiled softly. "But Huntress, I've already made you cum that way. But if that is what you desire..." He said softly, lifting his lips to brush against hers before moving teasingly away. He was already aroused, both from the fucking, then the teasing and pleasuring he had given her. He slid his body gently against hers and shifted his position.

He moved between her legs, positioning himself before her teased slit, his eyes meeting hers once more, asking for permission.
 
Red shook her head and pressed a forefinger to Jason's lips. "Ssshh don't talk," she murmured. "Just make love to me. Please."

Anna was too lost in her fantasy. As her lover positioned himself over her she whimpered slightly. She ached for him to be inside her; she had missed Peter so. And her pet caressed her so gently she was willing to let herself believe for a little while that it really was him.

Her eyes opened only briefly as he seemed to hesitate and she nodded, sighing softly as he entered her. She kissed his neck gently and lovingly before burying her fingers in his hair. Her love at last!
 
Jason blinked slightly. She seemed... so gentle. It was odd. But he shrugged the feeling of and began to slowly thrust against her slit, his fingers trailing over her body, against her breasts and along her sides, caressing her soft skin. Her lips pressed to his neck lightly and her hand running through his hair were pleasant, but it seemed odd somehow, oddly loving and gentle.

But he obediently thrust against her, slowly increasing his pace and strength, sliding his cock into her steadily.
 
"Ooohh yes!" Anna embraced him around the shoulders and held her to him as he slowly began to increase his pace. "Yes love...mmm right there..."

She planted long, slow kisses over his shoulders, neck, face, and lips. Occasionally she would suck on his neck to leave a small hickey as a token of affection. Jason didn't exist right now for her. It had been so long since she'd had a lover who was gentle like Peter, her imagination took over. Helping that was that her pet was even similar in build to her love, as well as in girth and length. It was so easy to believe...

"Oh cum inside me," she begged. "Please cum deep inside me."
 
Her kisses were so pleasant, and he could feel her leaving her mark on his skin, as if marking him as hers.

It was so easy for him to respond to her order. From her riding him earlier, to teasing her with his tongue and touching her, he was already on edge. He managed to pant, "Yes, Huntress..." before he thrust as deep as he could, giving a small groan as he reached the peak, his cum erupting inside her. He breathed heavily, savoring the after glow of orgasm, holding Anna in his arms.
 
Anna didn't hear him, but instead was wrapped up in her own orgasm. As he exploded inside her she grabbed the bars of the headboard and arched her back, screaming.

"Oh God! Oh yes! Oh Peter!" Tears appeared in her eyes as she slowly came down, breathing heavily. She opened her eyes and saw Jason, looking pleased with himself.

Rage boiled up inside Red's heart. How dare he touch her like that? How dare he look so smug and so pleased at having tricked her? She was angry at herself, as well, for letting herself believe that she could ever be with him again, with someone who had loved her as much as Peter had.

"Get off!" Red commanded, pushing Jason away. She slapped him hard across the face. "How dare you touch me like that! You don't do that unless I say so, understand?" She sat up and grabbed him by the loop on the front of his collar. "C'mere. Come here, bitch! You need some time to think about what you've done!"

The Huntress pulled her pet forcefully off the bed and all but threw him into his cage, slamming the door and locking it. She stood above him, looking down with disgust.

"And maybe I won't let you join your pack tonight just for that. Filthy animal." She turned away before the tears could fall and he could see his Huntress cry.
 
The events that followed his and her orgasm were quick, confusing, and tense.

First, her cries, ending in a name that was most certainly not his, gave him his only clue as to what might have sparked the rage that came next. Then the rage-filled look she gave him, the slap. He was abruptly shoved away and dragged into the cage, as he heard the door slam shut behind him and the lock click, And he lay down on the floor of the cage, confused, as she looked down disgustedly. He couldn't comprehend what had happened.

All he knew was, something about the way he touched her and made love to her, set her off, making her remember something, something that was apparently not good to remember. Jason sighed slightly. For that briefest moment, he had felt wanted, desired.

He wanted that feeling back.
 
Red sat for a long time curled up at the head of the bed, back to Jason. She hugged a pillow tightly as she pulled her knees up into her chest. The only indication that she was crying was the soft noises coming from the pillow where her face was buried. Nearly an hour she stayed like this, crying and thinking and then crying some more. Red couldn't remember the last time she'd cried.

Finally she uncurled and crossed to the wash basin, pouring some water before rinsing her face. After a few deep breaths and when she was sure she had returned to normal, finally the Huntress turned and faced the cage. Slowly she walked toward it, kneeling down in front of him. Her eyes were soft and her voice quiet as she leaned her forehead against the bars.

"I'm sorry, pet," she said softly. "That was unfair of me. You didn't know any better. It's just...don't do that, okay? Only touch me like that if I tell you to." She unlocked the door and it swung open. She reached out her hands for him to come into her arms. "C'mere, pet."
 
Jason lay against the padded floor of his cage, his mind wondering over what had just happened. His keep ear picked up soft noises from the bed, where his Huntress lay, back to him. Was she... crying? That seemed odd- she had seemed more infuriated than upset.

Then she stood and moved out of his sight. He shifted slightly, sitting crosslegged on the floor of the cage, facing the direction he could hear her in. He heard a deep breath, and then her beautiful figure reappeared, leaning down to look in at him, talking softly. He watched her eyes as she spoke, detecting a lingering sadness in them. As the door opened, he slipped out and into her arms, his own wrapping around her. "Huntress, how did I upset you so?" he whispered softly.
 
Red rubbed Jason's back slightly as he fell into her arms. He asked what he had done, but she just shook her head. It wasn't him.

"Never mind that," she said softly, still holding him. "Just don't touch me like that again unless I tell you to, okay?"

She was the Huntress, his Huntress. Any signs of soft emotions like love or sorrow would be taken as weakness. How could he take a weak mistress seriously? He would never come to love, adore, and respect her as the master over his life that she was! And they couldn't have that; that would mean killing him, and she was beginning to grow rather fond of Jason.

"Let's go hunting, hmm?" Red suggested, pulling Jason to arms length and forcing a smile. "Away from anywhere your pack hunts so they can't pick up your scent. I'll make us a nice rabbit stew for supper. How's that sound?"
 
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