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It feels like hours that I hold her to me, letting her come back to normal. My cock softens inside her, slipping out as I adjust her in my arms. She’s wiped out, her form floppy and sated, her eyelashes fluttering peacefully on her cheeks.

Naked as the day I was born, I carry her to the house. Leaving the bike in a heap on the marble floor of the courtyard, ignoring the dogs as they trot along behind us. They’ve already forgotten about the hunt, with their bellies full of their little sister.

“H.” Lily murmurs against my chest.

“Lily.” I whisper back, taking us through the garage, then the kitchen, through the den, and up the staircase to my room. “Easy baby.” I coo to her, setting her down on the toilet seat, making sure she doesn’t fall in her exhaustion.

Running a hot shower, I step in to scrub myself off, washing my skin so hard that I turn bright red, and the outlines of my tattoos raise up and itch. I have to make sure I’m clean of everything from today, to wash away the grime and gore, as well as the memories of how I was before she found me. When I’m done, I get her and bring her in with me. She sighs as the hot water pummels her, warming her up, relaxing her even more.

“Can you stand on your own baby? So I can wash your hair?”

“Mmhhmm.” She mumbles as I turn her around to face the wall, grabbing the shampoo and lathering up my hands. “So nice.” She purrs as I run my fingers through her hair, washing out the chlorine smell from the fountain, and the chunks of tree branches and bush pieces from her run through the maze.

She sways on her feet as I wash and condition her hair, paying attention to the ends so it’s easy to brush when were done. Her body is easier to clean, and her creamy skin is so soft under my palms as I soap her up and rinse her off.

Drying her is probably the nicest thing I have ever done for another human. Holding her against me in the walk-in closet, rubbing her gently with a fluffy towel, wrapping her hair up in another as she allows me to move her where I need her to be.

When she settles in my bed, her eyes closed, her breathing slow, I stare down at her, watching her sleeping so peacefully.

“Sleep well, princess.” I say, kissing her forehead before I throw on clean sweatpants and leave her to rest.

I never did get a chance to make her breakfast, and now that the day is advancing towards late afternoon, I can make her something for dinner. She’s going to need the energy for all the things I want to do to her all night long. I want to touch, kiss, love, caress, and fuck her until the sun comes up and we’re both sated and sleeping. But first, some work that I am completely slacking on.

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“Well, well, well, look who’s gracing us with his half naked, non-presence Kendra.” Jack snorts over the video call from my office on the first floor of the house.

Normally I would use the bedroom computer, but I don’t want to wake Lily, she needs her rest.

“Yeah whatever Jack. What do you need me to do. You have me for…” Looking at my watch I scrunch up my nose while figuring out how long dinner will take to cook. “Twenty minutes.”

“Oh a whole twenty minutes. What on earth is keeping you from the office? Or should I ask who?”

“You have a hot piece of ass hidden away in your castle, H?” Kendra asks, leaning in towards the camera, her huge tits barely enclosed in her sweater.

“None of your business Kendra.” I say rolling my eyes at her. “Look it’s Wednesday. I’ll be in on Friday to do anything I need. Until then, anything you want done email it to me and I’ll deal with it here.”

“Sure boss, whatever you say.” Kendra says just before the screen goes black and the call disconnects.

“Jealous much?” I ask the blank monitor, pushing myself away from the desk as my phone starts chiming with incoming emails. “That was quick.”

“What was quick?” Lily’s voice calls out sheepishly from behind me.

“I’m gonna have to get you a collar with bells on it so you stop sneaking up on me.” I laugh, turning around, seeing her against the door frame, still gloriously naked,

“A collar? I like the sound of that. Am I your pet?”

“Do you want to be? Or do you want to remain my slutty little captive whore?”

“Decisions, decisions.” She chuckles, asking me with a glance if she can enter.

Slapping my thigh I beckon her in to me and guide her down onto my thigh when she reaches me.

She smells of my soap, all woodsy and citrusy, and her hair is still slightly damp as I grab it at the roots and bring her face to mine for a searing kiss.

“I could collar you and keep you like my little puppy, who sleeps at the foot of my bed ready to listen to all my commands.”

“A collar with a bell, is for a cat. I could be your little kitten to rest in your lap instead.”

“I don’t like cats, and I sure don’t like the term kitten, princess.” I laugh, nuzzling her mouth again, kissing her until she opens for me and lets me slide inside.

It’s slow, and deep, my tongue twisting with hers. I steal her breath as she steals mine, and I let her take it. She’s already taken all of me anyways.

“You’re hard again.” She whispers, pulling her lips from mine, looking me deeply in my eyes, then down at the bulge in my grey sweatpants underneath her.

“How could I not be? I have a beautiful puppy sitting on my lap.”

“You’re a hound.” She says, slapping my bare chest, stopping with her palm over my heart, digging her fingers into the skin as she tilts her head like a real pup. A drop of drool forms in the corner of her mouth and she wipes it away with her free hand. “I can feel your heart.”

“Does that turn you on?” I ask, cocking my dark brow at her.

“Yes. Because it tells me you’re human.”

“I’m a bad human.”

“So am I.”

“Нет. Ты хороший маленький щенок.” I say, reaching down, pulling my sweats down just until my engorged cock pops free from its fleece confines. “My good pup.”

“Woof.” She barks in my face, then squeals when I grab her by the sides and lift her up, digging my fingers into her ribs, tickling her.

“H!”

“Princess.”

Her laughter turns into a guttural moan when I drop her down on my dick, impaling her on it.

“Mmmm.Yesss.”

“Ride me baby.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She lets me guide her up and down on my cock, pressing her against my pelvis then letting her come up just long enough for me to feel the head of my dick twitch inside of her. She’s so wet and needy for me, and every time I advance into her, more fluids pour out around me, puddling in my lap, soaking into the fleece pants.

“God you’re so fucking wet baby.”

“Anytime I’m near you. I can’t help it. From the night you left me in my driveway, and I dreamt of you, I was destined to be right here. I just didn’t realize it at first.”

“Then I’m glad I kidnapped you.” I say around a big grin, pulling her chest to my mouth, latching my lips around her dusty pink nipple.

“Yes. Me too. Even if that’s totally fucked up.”

“Mmmm, be fucked up with me.”

“H?” She says quietly, rolling her hips across my lap.

“Yeah princess?”

“Fuck me hard.”

There’s no way I can give her what she needs with her sitting on me like this. With fluid ease, I stand up, popping her tit from my mouth, and kick my chair out of the way. She holds onto me, wrapping her legs around my waist as I sweep everything off my desk. The computer and all go flying onto the floor with a loud clamor, the pencils and pens scattering across the room, and the phone crashing off its cradle.

Her back hits the desktop with an “oomph” from her, and I yank her legs up higher around me, grabbing behind her knees and yanking her closer, impaling her once again. She cries out, her hands grabbing onto each other behind my neck, her spine arching and thrusting her tits up into my chest.

“You want it hard? Hard you’ll get.” I grunt, slamming into her, forcing all of me into her tight channel in one hard thrust, splitting her open, making her take it all.

Peeling her hands from behind me, I wrap one of my large hands around both her wrists and slam them up over her head, lengthening her body, stretching her out. My other hand encircles her slender neck, my fingers and thumb almost touching each other in the back, pressing into her carotid arteries with the gentlest of pressures. It’s not enough to hurt or leave a mark, but her head will be nice and fuzzy from the reduced blood flow.

I look down at her, the epitome of perfection. Her cheeks are flushed, and the freckles almost disappear behind the pink tinge to her skin. Her eyes are open wide, the stormy irises focused on me, and only me. She bores into my fucking soul with those eyes and challenges me wordlessly with her pretty pink lips curved into a masochistic grin.

“My pup likes being choked?”

With a nod of her head, she plays the game well. A truly well trained submissive ready to hand that power over to me is what she is, and that’s exactly what I need.

Her moth opens but nothing comes out. There’s no protest, no safe word, no apprehension. She breathes out then takes a deep one in and holds it.

Fucking breath play. Oh fuck yes.

Just a slight adjustment to where I squeeze on her neck is what makes her wild. Pressing against her windpipe, I cut off her ability to release that breath, and her face brightens, the pink turning into a deep crimson that spreads down her neck and across her chest.

Its stunning watching her, the color in her eyes turns dark, and her eyelids twitch. Her body jerks under me, and her cunt grabs me tightly. I’m fucking her while I hold the power to take her life, and she’s getting wetter from it.

Filthy little princess.

“Sucha good girl, baby. You want to breathe? You’re going to have to earn it.” I hiss in her face, licking up her cheek, tasting the first salty drop that gathers under her eye. “Cum for me.”

I rail her hard, shaking her body on the desk, making the wooden piece of furniture creak under her, threatening to break with the force I use to fuck her. She turns darker red, her chest glowing brightly, her pupils dilating, her nose running, but she doesn’t fight me, or struggle for breath.

Her head must be swimming as her eyes close and I thrust up into her so hard I hear her hips crack. She starts to tremble, her lags shaking against my hips and then it happens. Her already tight little cunt grabs me like a vise, her back arches, and her mouth falls open in a silent scream.

The wave of cum from her is enough to douse the front of me, pouring down my thighs, soaking my pants even more than they were. She climaxes so soundlessly, that it’s almost more beautiful than when she screams my name to the heavens.

I’m not finished, not by a long shot, but she’s done such a good job, and I release her throat from my grasp, allowing her the breath she needs before she succumbs to the blackness of unconsciousness. She sucks in a deep breath, her whole body shaking, her head lolling side to side as she coughs and sputters. Her gasps turn into more normal breaths as I slowly rock my hips, bringing her down from the climax.

“You did such a good job, my pretty little pup.” I say caressing her hair, brushing it out of her face, then wiping away the tears on her flushed cheeks. “That was beautiful.”

“You…you didn’t cum.” She says on a wracking cough, allowing me to help her up to a sitting position, my cock sliding out of her all wet and slick.

“Not yet. Just breathe for me.”

“You could have killed me.”

“Yes. But I didn’t. I told you I wouldn’t and I’m a man of my word. We’ve been over this.” I say, watching the grey of her eyes lighten back up with her normal breathing. “I plan on fucking you till you wished for death though.” Her lips curl up into that mischievous grin as I lift her up, my hands under her ass supporting her. “Just not here. Let’s feed you first.”

“I’m naked.”

“I can see that.”