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Pet of the Huntress (SexyWriter et Madam Mim)

Jason finished building the fire in a few minutes, then found the flint and steel and struck up a spark, catching the wood ablaze. He moved to fill the cauldron with water. After another few minutes he had a full pot, and his bare muscles rippled as he picked it up carefully, trying not to spill any. He moved towards the fire, setting the pot beside it, before moving next to Red, awaiting his next instruction. She seemed deep in thought, and he wondered what she was contemplating.
 
Red felt Jason move next to her, but didn't look up until she was finished cutting the vegetables. Standing, she walked the vegetables over to the cauldron before dropping some of the deer bones in there to make a broth. Slowly she stood and walked over to Jason.

"Tell me two things, pet," she crooned, looking him over. Red leaned on him and squeezed his bicep slightly. "Tell me what you did in the village that gave you such beautiful definition." She smiled and slid a palm over his pectorals, letting her lips ghost across his skin. "Next, tell me why you didn't run away when you were off your leash. You know where my home is, its defenses and weaknesses...it's almost as if you wanted to be my pet. My little bitch." She chuckled and pecked at his cheek.
 
Jason smiled softly as Red leaned upon him. Her odd shifts between loving and kind to cold and harsh were confusing, but he would enjoy the warm side of her when he could.

"Well, for the first twelve years of my life, I worked with my father as a lumberjack, so that built me up quickly, and kept me that way. After he died when I was thirteen, I took over the lumber business until my mother died and my sister married off. After that I decided to act as a guide as well as cutting lumber, get a little money on the side." He said, enjoying the feeling of her fingers on his muscle. "As for the second question, I will admit that there are define advantages to being your bitch." he said, with a pointed glance down her body. "The other bit was the fact you had a nice bow and a sharp arrow, and I wasn't feeling to good about my chances there. But no, mostly, in the short time I've been here, I don't mind it."
 
Red nodded slowly as Jason told her about being a lumberjack. It made enough sense. When he talked about becoming a guide she smiled. It was conceivable that had they continued apart, their paths would have eventually crossed anyway. The gods had a way of making things work out when they wanted to.

"Oh, I don't want threat of violence or death to be reasons for your staying," she admitted. "I mean, they're certainly there...but it's so much more fun to break you until I've made you love me and threats are no longer a necessity, violence merely foreplay." She smiled coyly before playing her fingers up his collar bone and across his shoulder.

"And ah...does my pet have any questions for his mistress? Anything he wants to know that I might be generous enough to divulge?"
 
"Like I said, I am enjoying the pleasures of being your pet... and those go a long way in keeping me compliant." Jason laughed a little, relaxing slightly as he recognized that she was becoming a little less stern and a little more intimate. He considered. There were certainly questions on his mind, the first and foremost being about the strange man whose name kept cropping up with her. But he sensed that the road to that answer was lined with landmines he would rather not trip over.

"Is the only reason you keep me around for information... or do you also find pleasure in controlling a being that is physically stronger than you are?" He asked softly, hoping his light tone wouldn't convey any potential insult- it was the truth, he was physically stronger than she.
 
Red delicately arched a slender eyebrow. Her lips quirked upward in a smirk before she reached up and hooked a finger in his collar, yanking him down so their eyes were level. With her free hand she stroked his hair.

"Who said you were the strong one, hmm?" She demanded in a low voice before lightly smacking him across the face then releasing him. "I'm keeping you for information and for intimacy. Physical intimacy, mind you; never forget who the mistress is around here. I enjoy control, Jason. And you make it very easy."

The Huntress smiled slightly. "I just wonder how it feels to be such an unapologetic traitor to your own kind."
 
"Yes, my Huntress." He said softly, bowing slightly as she released him. He had to admit- as much as she liked being in control, he liked being controlled. Somehow, the idea of being used as a source of information and sexual satisfaction made him all warm and energized, aroused. It was odd, but it was what it was.

He considered her last statement. "I suppose might feel bad if they had actually asked me before biting me and turning me into one of them. But no, I have very little feeling for them." He said softly.
 
"Hmm...interesting answer." Red looked thoughtful as she continued to cook. "So how did it happen? Your getting turned into what you are?"

Red had never gotten close enough to a lycan without killing it to learn how it felt to be made. She had to admit she was a little curious. A lycan could be made or born, and the latter was rather obvious. Was being made painful? Was it quick or time-consuming?

"Was it torturous? Are you still in touch with your sire?" She didn't mean to be rude, but didn't particularly care if she was. He was beneath her, after all...wasn't he?
 
Jason raised and eyebrow, glancing down at her. She was very curious. "Hm. Was returning to the village after taking a traveler to the city. This was before the attacks became more routine, and I thought nothing of traveling under a full moon. But I was attacked, and, despite my skill with a rapier, something I haven't lost, it managed to bite me in the arm. I shifted a month later. When I went and joined the pack, the tradition is that the sired serve the sire until the sire dies off."

Jason sighed. "I hated being under the control of another wolf, something I considered my equal. So I challenged him and killed him two weeks after joining the pack. This got me a strange mixture of fear and respect from the other wolves. They're afraid to challenge me. Which is why they listen to me so much, even though I'm not pack leader. Though I could be." He flashed a grin at Red.

"And yet I have no trouble being under your control." he commented, moving to her side. He glanced at her as she cooked, before asking, "How can I help?"
 
Red raised an eyebrow as he asserted that he could be a pack leader if he wanted, then quickly ammended himself. She had to admit; Jason did have a very nice smile. If she were the submissive type, she would have had no problem allowing him to charm her.

"I won't tolerate an alpha, Jason," she warned quietly, stirring the soup. "I am the alpha here and always will be. If you try to break this, you will be punished harshly. Of the type with no sort of gratification comes in."

When he offered to help her cook, she gave him a small smile and reached up to scratch behind his ear. "You're such a dear, sweet little bitch. But while I will give you things to do to help me prep, I do the cooking. Don't try to do it for me, or you'll make me impatient with you. Then you'll get the good kind of punishment." She winked before stirring and adding a few herbs to the brew.
 
Jason only smiled softly. "Of course you're the alpha. I have confidence that would would soundly beat me, what with the silver tipped arrows and axe." he said, stepping slightly to the side to allow her to cook without him being in the way. "I doubt I could lead anyway- after all, you know I'm a coward." He said quietly.

As she talked over the 'good punishment' of getting her impatient, he laughed quietly. "Please don't tempt me, Huntress." He said with a small smile, sitting down a little ways from the fire. He stared into the flames, content with his lot in life, for now. He had a home, a beautiful lady that used him as her personal sex toy, and a place to sleep.
 
"I wouldn't use the silver on you unless you did something deserving of death. I would, however, beat you so hard you wouldn't be able to get it up for days after." Red's tone was quiet and unthreatening, but not in the least bit facitious.

The Huntress smiled at her new toy's openness to punishment. Setting the ladle where it wouldn't get dirty, she sauntered over to her naked pet. Kneeling, she straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck before playing with his hair.

"Tell me what you like and don't like, pet," she commanded softly, examining his features, "so I know what to do and what not to do when you've been a bad, naughty little bitch "
 
Jason grinned as she demanded to know his likes and dislikes, slipping onto him in her sexy manner, her fingers playing through his hair. "Hmm. I like being teased, forced to lick my Huntress, bound or pulled about by a leash, and used like a toy. What I don't like... Hm. I'm uncomfortable with more than one person being involved, pain without a little pleasure mixed in, being put on display for others and being penetrated in any way." He considered for a moment. "But the last one is more for lack of experience." He added. Then his eyes turned to sliding over her body before resting on her eyes once more.

"What about you, my Mistress? What do you like?"
 
"Hmm..." Red smirked. "Well, you may occasionally be put on display; I'm proud of my sexy little pet and don't want to hide him away. But if you're naughty we're going for a walk through town just as you are now." She stroked his hair and moved in his lap. "As for penetration...I guess we'll wait til you're naughty and see, hmm?"

The Huntress grinned mischievously. What did she like? "Well...I like control obviously. I like hearing you beg...and I love chaining you down and riding you hard." She grinned and scratched his head affectionately. "And I like that you're such a good boy. I like it when you treat me like a lover. Just be careful not to get too familiar, understand?"
 
He smiled slightly, enjoying her delicate body lounging against his. "Yes, Huntress." He responded, his arousal stirring a little bit as she spoke. The idea of being displayed was a little arousing as well, but he certainly didn't want to take a walk through town without clothing. Her list of things she liked was a little predictable, but was interesting and slightly exciting nonetheless, her touch tingling a little on his bare skin. His gaze slipped over her, and, for a moment, he considered how interesting their relationship was.

But the truth was, he was enjoying it.
 
Red grinned as Jason's arousal twitched against her snatch. She ran her fingers repeatedly through his hair, studying his face. She could learn not to hate him...maybe. She tried to think of things--costumes and accessories--she might want to see him in, but all she could think was how incredible he was naked. Leaning in, she bit at his neck before wiggling her hips slowly across his lap.

"So you still intend to leave at nightfall, pet?" she asked, pulling back to look at him.
 
Her small bites at his neck caused soft exhalations to slip from his lips, followed by her teasing movements, grinding her hips against his slowly growing shaft. Her movements were arousing, her bites and touches exhilarating. He couldn't help but groan slightly as she shifted on top of him. As she pulled back and inquired, he left out a soft laugh.

"That depends, Mistress. I'd much rather be here, if that's what you are asking." It was the truth. He didn't identify much with the pack, and, though this Mistress of his might seem completely crazy and sometimes a little harsh- there was the opposite side of her, the side that was sexy and seductive, the one that loved to tease and play. And that made it worth it. Werewolves didn't often find mates, even in a pack. Though she wasn't exactly his mate... she was the closest he would probably ever get.
 
"Hmm..." Red smiled at Jason's answer. It was a good answer that made her chuckle a little. "It would be suspicious if you disappeared after a run-in with the Huntress," she mused, playing her fingers lightly over Jason's lips, "and I do need you to spy for me for just a little longer...But you're such a good little pet."

As she moved against him, grinding gently against him, she could feel his shaft growing beneath her. She chuckled and ran fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp gently as one would scratch behind the ears of a favorite pet. A little dinner, a little teasing, a little fucking...it sounded too good to pass up.

"Well, maybe they'll just think that I killed you," Red suggested with a dismissive shrug and a smile. "I'm having too much fun. Maybe tomorrow you can help me guide someone through the woods. He sent a message a few weeks ago, he should be arriving soon."
 
He shifted slightly against her, and his head tilted back against her hand a little, much like a pet might. "I wouldn't mind just being dead, at least to them." he said, and sighed slightly, his eyes closing for a brief moment as he enjoyed her teasing touches and movements. They reopened however, when she mentioned leading someone through the forest. He cocked his head slightly. "sounds interesting." he admitted. "Where will we be leading him, Mistress?" He asked, curiosity getting the better of him. He had been a guide through the forest before this whole ordeal began, so knowing where they might be going made it easier for him to judge how difficult their journey might be.
 
Red's lips turned up in a smile when Jason leaned against her hand. He would make such a good pet! It was tempting to just let him be dead to his pack and that be the end of it, but it wasn't that simple. She needed inside information, and every time she hunted them they would smell him on her. Still...that could all be sorted out in the morning. Now was a time for pleasure and relaxation. It had been a very long day.

"Just to the other side of the forest," she said quietly, studying his face as she continued to pet him. "West, towards the city. You'll be on a leash of course, but the form you choose to take is up to you." What she didn't tell Jason was that what she had gleaned both from whispers in the forest and from the stranger's letters, it was possible he was carrying something of interest. The Huntress wanted to know what it was.
 
Jason nodded. "Sounds simple enough, Huntress." he said, enjoying her hands sliding through his hair. "I'll probably remain in wolf form, simply to avoid attracting too much attention. A man on a leash is a little more odd." he said, a soft growl of pleasure punctuating the end of his sentence. He was enjoying this, and he wouldn't mind simply being a pet to this woman for the rest of his life. It would be a fun lifestyle, if nothing else, with no end to excitement. She was always doing something interesting, and there was, of course, the sex, which would keep any creature bound by her spell.
 
Red chuckled. "Yes, well...I fear I've come to have a bit of a reputation in the city. It wouldn't be that odd."

The growl, admittedly, raised goosebumps on her arms. Being mistress of such a powerful creature was a thrill, even moreso when he alluded to the power and strength he chose to hold back to be her pet. It was...nice, to have someone who wanted to stay to serve her every whim and want. She wouldn't mind keeping him as a pet for quite some time.

"I think dinner's nearly done, pet," she murmured, nipping playfully at the tip of his nose before standing suddenly, leaving Jason unsatisfied. "How hungry are you?"
 
Jason laughed, but he had to wonder what sort of things she had done to get such a reputation within the city. But he didn't ask, subduing the curiosity. As she stood, he sighed slightly before standing as well, muscles shifting visibly under his skin. His manhood was semi-erect from her grinding and her touches, large and warm between his legs. Her teasing was wonderfully arousing, even though she left him slightly frustrated and needing release. She would give it to him when she felt like he needed it, however, and until then, he was satisfied with answering to her every whim.

"I'm quite hungry, actually." he said, just realizing how starved he was, his last meal quite some time ago. He moved to her side, awaiting instructions.
 
A thrill ran up Red's spine as she watched Jason's muscles move under his skin like the powerful beast he truly was. God his body was magnificent! And she had control over it, all of it. She was sure he'd even train himself not to cum without permission even while pleasuring himself if she told him to, and she was very tempted to.

As Jason stood she watched him as she stirred the cauldron of stew. It smelled wonderful and in fact made her mouth water. She'd expended a lot of energy but not eaten much today. When he moved to her side, Red smiled. He was so obedient. She hooked her finger in the loop of his collar and pulled him down to her level as if to kiss him. She kept her lips just enough away from his, however, that he could be punished if he tried to kiss her.

"Go get some bowls from the house, then," she said quietly, giving him a sultry gaze as she held him down. "It's a nice enough evening; we'll eat outside." Her free hand moved down to tease just the very tip before she tapped his partially swollen shaft very, very lightly with two fingers. Enough to cause a sensation, but not enough to be painful. Smiling, she released his collar without a kiss.
 
As she drew him close to her, the temptation to kiss her was so very great. He hovered there, knowing she would kiss him if she wanted to, but also wanting so much to lean in just a little bit more and press his lips to hers. But he resisted, knowing there would be something unpleasant on the other side of that kiss. He nodded as she gave him an instruction, then shivered lightly as she first taunted the tip of his manhood, then tapped it, causing a jolt of excitement to shoot through him.

Then she released him, and he obediently went to the house and made his way into the kitchen. after minimal searching, he found two bowls and two spoons, which he then carried outside to his waiting Huntress.
 
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