The Fair Prey ((Closed for Dreamwalker85))

She settled herself into the bedroll, readying herself for a night spent next to him. Placing her head down, her eyes looking out towards the forest. A little surprised that he wasn't taking more measures to keep her there, tying her up or placing the manacles back on, she glanced about. It would have been too difficult to sleep with the iron around her wrists, and so she was thankful for that. She frowned a little, hearing what he said about her being used for pleasure. Of course, if she wasn't just an object to him, something that would soon be exchanged for money, she must just be something that could please him on the way. The elf tried to chastise herself for thinking that there might be a soft part of him inside there still, like she had seen when he spoke to her about his life or washed her so carefully.

As her body was pulled close to him, she wondered if there would be a chance tonight to sneak away. It would depend on how tight a grip he kept on her, and how sound a sleeper he was himself. Perhaps she could take the horse... Her thoughts were soon distracted by the feeling of his hands trailing down her side, moving over to lightly hold her sex. "What are you doing?" She stiffened, "Stop it, my body is not yours to play with!" She hissed, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. Stuck in the sleeping bag, there wasn't much room to do so, and her writhing movements were soon ones of pleasure as his fingers masterfully reignited the flames that had started to spread throughout her body when she had been servicing him.

Whimpering a little, she pushed her head down into the bedroll to hide her flushed face, ashamed of the reactions that he could elicit from her. Soft gasps were given as his pace moved a little faster, her ear brought into his mouth to be suckled. Alluria's hips bucked against him, practically begging for more as she started to moan. "Y-Yes," She stammered out, unable to pretend that she didn't like what his reward was. After what she had done for him, and how it had made her feel, her body was begging for its own release. A sharp cry came out of her as his fingers pushed inside her, and she bit her lip down to keep from squealing in want. Her breathing was shallow and short, as it felt as if there as a tightening coil burning up between her legs. "Please." She begged, her hips rocking against his fingers as they pushed inside of her, wanting for the agony and build up to end, needing to find her completion. Feeling his cock against her, she tried to scoot her ass away, not wanting to rile him up further, afraid of what that would bring.
 
"What do you want me to be in your life Alluria," his fingers plunged harder into her pussy. When they were buried between her warm, wet folds his thumb curled back to caress her clit. Rubbing it slowly he smiled then started to push his fingers harder into. They pushed and thrusted into her. As the woman became wetter and more aroused it just caused his fingers to drive even further into her pussy.

Before sliding out of her they arced upward and tried to caress her gspot. He was seeking out that spot because Milner savored her moans. All the little things she did while writhing against him was a delicacy. "You wanted me to do this to you for ages, admit it," his question was more of a command than anything.

In his fingers plunged and he rubbed at her gspot every time. His fingers left her pussy. Grabbing Alluria's face lightly he whispered, "Watch." Then he savored the taste of her over his fingers. Sucking one finger clean she could see he was savoring her taste likea fine wine or another delicacy. "Do you want some?" he offered the other finger just in case.

Snaking around Alluria's body his free hand dipped around to rub at her clit. His two fingers rubbing at her clit, pawing at it, like the other hand did. Breathing hard she could feel him grinding against her ass. "Admit you want this. Even if you weren't stuck in this bag you would want my hands all over your body," the words were whispered against her lips as they were so very close.

Her body could feel the heat of his own, the firmness of his muscles as he stared into her eyes waiting for responses.
 
Her moans and quiet snuffled grunts filled the air along with the wet sounds of his fingers pounding in and out of her. The double sensation of him inside of her, and then his thumb rubbing against her pearl made her buck and practically sob in desperation as she could feel herself nearing her edge, just wanting to be pushed over it. Her body tensed completely against him, her muscles shaking as she was so ready to let go of the building fire between her legs that was overtaking her entirety. His initial question she couldn't even answer, that would have taken too much thought power, none of which she had while his hands made her head feel so fuzzy and warm, lost in the sensations of what he was doing to her.

Alluria spasmed as his fingers arched up into her, rubbing against the ridged spot inside of her wet, warm channel. Her mouth opened, not even having enough breath to make the noises of pleasure and approval that would have come as she just threw back her head against him, resting on his shoulder as she was so near, so... so...

There was an aching emptiness as his fingers left her, and her eyes widened in desperation. Her body couldn't help but move against him as if trying to summon him back inside of her, looking up helplessly as he held her, she watched him suck her juices off of his fingers. Her pussy tightened at the sight as he lapped them up like they were the sweetest things he'd ever had. The offered finger neared her lips, and she slowly parted them to slide her mouth down his finger, much like she had done with his cock earlier. Mirroring their previous act she sucked and tongued , tasting herself and her sweet flavor. Finally letting it go with a pop, she licked her lips.

It was with great relief that his fingers returned to her, and her arousal was even greater now because of their pause. Her wetness glistened against her pussy lips, causing her nub to be slick and sensitive as he masterfully grinded his fingers and body against her. It all became too much, feeling him against her, controlling her body. The elf's ears bent back, flicking against him, as she came hard and with a series of gasps and cries, bucking her hips back and forth as her pussy walls fluttered and clamped down. She rode the wave of pleasure for all it was worth, sobbing and repeating the words "Yes, yes... Oh, yes. Milner!" As her pleasure reached its peak, she came crashing down from her intense orgasm, shaking against him as little aftershocks still went through her.
 
Milner kept rubbing her clit. His eyes watched Alluria as he rubbed her clit as the aftershocks ran through her. Breathing hard he whispered into her ear, "Did you enjoy your reward?" the words were soft and he pulled her body against his. By now he was starting to stir down there. However, his hips were stilled, he made no attempt to slip into her, or even rub against her.

All he did was press her body to his. Suddenly his teeth pressed to the woman's neck and he sucked hard. As he pulled and tugged at her flesh Milner wanted to see it reddened like her ass once had. When he was done he admired the hickey had formed upon her flesh.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" the words were whispered against her neck. Orange lights washed over them, but the fire was clearly dying. "You will need to press yourself close. Body heat will be a mean for us to stay warm during the night. Understood?" he said softly then kissed the woman's head as they laid together.
 
The tremors of her body eventually let up, allowing her to try and catch her breath that had sped out of control. "Y-Yes," She stammered, her face pink from pleasure and shame, "That felt very good." Her ears bent back a little, hating herself for admitting it. But how could she even try to deny it when she had just been begging for release and making such wanton noises against him? "I liked my reward." She said, burying her head into the bedroll.

Her long, wavy blonde hair fell aside, allowing him easier access to her neck. A little gasp of surprise was given as he started to suckle on her sensitive skin, and she closed her eyes. "That feels really good too..." Her fingers dug into the sleeping bag, toes practically curling. "Mmm." She could feel the mark he had left on her, it would be plain to see when it came morning.

There was little space left between the two as he moved in closer, but she allowed herself to move back against him and make it none as she saw the fire was dying. Alluria wasn't interested in freezing, and he seemed intent on having them lie like this. With her back to his chest, her gaze looked out upon the forest. She tried to soften her breathing so that it might seem like she was falling asleep against him. Instead she wanted some time to be in her own thoughts.

Tiredness from such a long day was tugging at her, and it would have been the easiest thing in the world to just fall asleep there. Especially with the warmth of the man behind her. The man who had just spun her into one of the more intense orgasms of her life. The man whose cock she had been forced to worship earlier. The worst part was she hadn't hated it. Had actually started to enjoy it by the end. This wasn't supposed to be her life, and no matter what was happening to make her so drawn in to Milner... He was still going to drop her off at the Lord of Overreach, who would most likely kill her and never give her a chance of escape.

After pretending to be asleep for an hour or two, she would slowly try to move away out of his arms. If there were any sleepy murmurs from the man, she'd softly reply "Thirsty" in what she thought was a dry sounding voice. Walking so softly, nerves coursing through her body, she edged her way to the limits of their camp. She looked about for the horse, wondering if she dared to try and ride off. But without Soren's speed, she might not outrun Milner in the state she was in. Finally finding where the horse had been let to graze, she quietly approached and found his tack. Heaving up the saddle, she tried to be as quiet as possible as she started to prep him.
 
Milner's dark and straight hair he tried to keep from touching the woman fearing it would make it so she had troubles sleeping. A hand stroked her face before he heard the gentle breathing what he thought was slumber. Hearing that caused the man to lower his guard. Alluria was pulled closer to him before she heard his heavy breathing into the night.

Soran was there in the camp area but only a small ways away. Some light neighing noises mingled in the air as the horse was paritally startled then readied to be ridden. The elven woman's plan was going without a hitch so far. All the elf had to do was get on the horse and ride if she wanted to go through the forest in the buff, or change to look more appropriate if she wished to leave.

Looking back to the sleeping back she would have seen Milner fast asleep. "Alluria," was murmured from his lips as he was just savoring the closeness at the moment, well the closeness he dreamed about at the moment. Everything was now resting in the elf's hands, did she stay or did she go?
 
With Soren's bridle and saddle all neatly adjusted, he was ready to be ridden off. Placing a hand against his neck, she 'Shh'ed him to be more quiet, and started to look around. If she was to leave, maybe she should also have supplies. Or some clothing. Thoughts whirled around in her head, she really hadn't thought this out. While she had been watching where they were going... She wasn't sure she exactly knew the way home. One of the other reasons she wasn't that great of an archer or hunter herself, her tracking wasn't all that good.

Looking about camp, her heart beat like crazy knowing that Milner could wake up any moment. She was almost surprised that he was sleeping through it, but as she caught the look on his face while he slept, something wrenched in her heart. He was comfortable and almost at peace, whispering her name. Her gaze fell on his lips as he spoke, remembering how they had felt on her skin. No man had ever had such a strange hold on her. Fear took over, what would happen if he realized she was gone. If he found her, even if she was on horseback. She'd have to stop along the way, let Soren rest. Feed him, and herself... All opportunities for Milner to catch up. Especially if she wasn't going all that fast since she didn't know where she was going.

A feeling of defeat washed over the woman, and she slumped slightly. Her urge to at least fight for her freedom had gotten her up and over to where she was... But now she wasn't sure she could do it. The weighted possibilities of her survival were up in the air, and he had taken good care of her so far. It was undeniable that she wanted more of what he had to offer as well, at least a small part of her did. It was just starting to be coaxed out more.

Slowly tip toeing back over to the sleeping back, she slipped back inside and snuggled up against the man. Soren's bridle and saddle were still left on, things in the morning that would point to the fact that she had been so close to leaving. Her body pressed up against him would say that she hadn't though.
 
As Alluria nestled against him Milner's eyes opened up. She was resting against him, having just gotten up. He had been awake for most of the commotion. From getting ready to the actual struggle of uncertainty to coming back to bed. All the little details were noticed and made note of. However his arm wrapped around the woman and held her close, acting like a person that had instinctively gone to resnuggle with someone while still asleep.

Night came and went with no issues. The sunlight licked at each of them as they were in the sleeping bag. As Milner woke up, after falling asleep eventually, he started to slide out of the bag. While he was getting ready there was something off about him. As if he was just going through the motions of getting ready rather than becoming involved with the practice of.

A pep in his step was most certaintly gone which was strange given the amazing blowjob he had the night before. Something should have been added to his step, and not taken away. Even an elf like Alluria could have realized something was wrong.

His dark oclored eyes watched the woman. A new emotion was behind them. Yes, the man watched her many times. She was always able to feel a sense of want, desire intermixed with a kindness. The gaze he held right now had a new edge buried within it.
 
Feeling the sunlight come out, the woman started to stir. Not wishing to get up just yet, she tried to roll inwards more and block out the light. The jostling of Milner sliding out of the bag made her realize she would have to get up though. With a sigh, she pushed herself up and rubbed at her eyes. It was almost a little surprising for Allurria to look down and see her naked form, not used to waking up like that. An arm went to snake around her breasts, trying at least to cover her nipples and some of the flesh though her chest was too large to be completely blocked out of sight. Despite everything that they had done last night, there was still a sense of shyness of not wanting him to be able to see everything if he wasn't ordering her to show him.

Making her own movements about the camp, first trying to go and locate where she and stripped off her clothing, she would glance about at Milner. As if she were waiting for him to tell her to do something, or be ready in a certain way or place. Redressing herself, she felt a little less vulnerable now that she was wearing something. A frown went across her face though, worry building up as her captor seemed to be a little off. Whenever she caught his gaze, she quickly looked down and away. Finding the desire she saw in there to be a little too intense, but that extra sharpness made her wonder.

Walking over to him after she had prepped herself a little more and wrapped up their bed things to be put back on the horse, she hesitantly reached out to touch his arm. Her mouth opened to try and speak, but it closed soon after. She wasn't sure how to ask what she wanted, or if she even was allowed to. "Is everything alright...?" She eventually asked.
 
"Do you trust me?" Milner asked the woman. His voice was cold. When he got the answer he said softly, "I was awake last night. I am happy you chose to stay, but for some reason a big part of me feels betrayed. A feeling that goes beyond disappointment. A part of me wishes to punish you by spanking you, then putting you on a collar and leash, lead you through our first town nude, but treat you as an animal. Then as evening comes spank you more..., but I do not know if this will simply make you afraid of leaving or drive you to leaving more," his words carried the heaviness of being completely candid with the woman. She could tell he was actually hurt by the notion.

"You're worth enough money to buy a house if you are turned in. Enough money to stop this. However, I knew before I felt your mouth that I was probably going to broker for your freedom, or an ownership of you. Now, I am unsure if I should or even if you would enjoy that," his heavy gaze went to the woman and stayed on her very pointedly.
 
Alluria's eyes widened as she heard him speak, trembling a little in fear of what he would do since he had been awake. As he continued to speak though, her motions slowly halted as her ears just lowered in shame at his dissapointment. That want to please him rising up in her again. His question of trust she had to truly stop and think on. "I... I think so." She said softly, warily as if she wasn't sure what he wanted to hear, but she spoke honestly. "I'm here though. I didn't leave you... I stayed. If we were to switch places, could you tell me that you wouldn't at the very least think about trying? Getting and up and seeing if you could take those steps away?" She asked looking up at him. "I took the opportunity to see if I could but I couldn't. I'd... Pathetic as it is, I think I would not make it safely back by myself. And I would miss you." She said, not able to look at him as she said that.

Hearing the revelation that he would have bargained for her freedom, she looked at him in disbelief. "You would want to give me my freedom or own me yourself? You have to know I would prefer that to going to whoever this old man is. Milner, he will kill me!"
 
"Would you prefer freedom or me owning you as opposed to him?" Milner asked honetlys. His eyes were upon the woman. Both eyes were on the woman. He wanted to hear the honesty from the woman. Would he have tried to escape? No. He would have thought on it though. Maybe asked what would have happened, but wouldn't have acted upon it.
 
Alluria turned about, not wanting to look at him just then. "Of course I would prefer my freedom." She scoffed, not comfortable with the idea of owning slaves as humans sometimes would. "At least when you are free, your choices are your choices. I have a family, a life. Or I did, I would not wish to just leave that." She said, thinking back in her parents and their city. While she wasn't all that good at what she did... Now it seemed so much clearer that she should take the opportunity if she ever was allowed to find her true calling.

"You could stay with me though." She said quietly, "I would owe you much for the money you would be missing out on. I do not just leave debts hanging around." She said sneaking a glance out at him. "I could find a way to repay you, I am sure."
 
"I will think on it," Milner's tone lacked that spark of life. From there he tossed the mannacles to Alluria. "You know what you need to do." He watched the woman. Everything was now in her court. Yes, he was still in an odd move given the whole incident the night before. His eyes watched the woman. "What is it?"
 
Alluria watched him, frowning a little as he hardly gave her the time of day. After those moments of tenderness last night, to go from this, she realized she truly wanted them again. Obediently taking the manacles, she put her arms behind her back and tried to secure them on herself. It took a moment of coordination to do so, but she managed.

Standing before him, dressed, ready and bound she sighed. Her head hung slightly dejected, confused by how him being displeased by her was making her displeased. "I don't like it when you're mad at me..." She said softly, the confusion in her voice clear. "I'm sorry that I thought about leaving, but I didn't. Milner, please." She said, a little emotion escaping into her voice as she looked up at him with her wide green eyes, taking a step forward. "I'm trying to be good now, I won't cause you trouble again. I promise. An Elven promise is never broken."
 
((OOC I have some strength to do a reply. I also edited his first name I was never happy with it so I found one I liked))

Milner suddenly approached Alluria with heavy footsteps. He undid her manacles. "Strip," he growled at her. "If you want me to not be mad at you then I get to punish you like never before. You may be making many elven promises before we are on our way today," his voice was heavy. Deep down he was confused.

Sure, in the past prey ran from him, but that didn't bother him. He would have recaptured them, shot them if need be, and nothing would have been different. Some annoyance on his end, but that would have been it. Alluria felt like it was a rejection, a wound that hit him very deep even if he didn't want to admit it. "Then name is Serrell by the way," his voice softened for that brief sentence. It carried the same tones as his words by the fire when he talked about his past.
 
((I like Serrell!))

Alluria looked at him in surprise as suddenly her hands were free. Bringing them back up in front of her, she moved her wrists about, glorying in the feel of them without restraints. At first she didn't move, hearing what he had said. Silently, she gave a nod and lifted her hands up towards her vest. Her eyes never leaving his, her body trembled slightly. Be it from eager anticipation or slight fear, perhaps a mix of both. Her vest dropped down, and her fingers started to slowly unbutton her blouse until the tops of her cleavage could be seen. Crossing her arms over her torso, she pulled the top up and let it flutter down as well. Stepping out of her shoes, and then reaching to start sliding down her leggings she smiled as she heard him speak.

"Serrell... That's a nice name." She said, now just standing in her bra and panties, her toned curves mostly free for him to see. Reaching back to undo her bra, it was recklessly allowed to fall to the ground as well, her firm and soft breasts bouncing as they were released. Her pink areolae and hard nipples looked as if they were just begging to be touched. "Is that the name I'll be screaming and whimpering?" She asked softly, cocking her head at him in flirtation as she slid her panties down her legs, revealing her puffy pink lips that already looked somewhat aroused just his threats.
 
"If you're lucky," Milner said in a firm voice. Sitting down on a rock he suddenly draped her over his lap. "You want me to claim you and own you in every way deep down, don't you?"his hand raced over the pert and pale ass just savoring how it felt beneath his hand for a moment. When she answered there was one hard slap, then another, and another. "This is what you'll want every morning and night. To be draped over my lap, getting spanked before I determine if you're worthy of my touch! Isn't it?!" Seeing those white ass cheeks redden just encouraged him to slap the woman's ass harder.

"Say what you are Alluria. Say what you are deep down. Who you know owns you and has since the second you were capture," more slaps echoed by the water fall. He suddenly bit into her neck and sucked hard on it creating a mark that would have been hard to hide even if she wanted to. By now his hand had slapped the woman's ass a good twenty times before he rubbed it just waiting for her to keep babbling, praising him, like a good elven slave should have. Alluria wasn't cargo, he knew that now. She was his. One way or another she was going to know that before they left the falls today.
 
Alluria lost her breath as she was all of a sudden over his lap. She was unable to get away with his strong grip on her, and this time, she wouldn't have even tried. She closed her eyes, feeling his hands on her, and the trembles of her body were now definitely in eager anticipation. Just waiting for that hand to come down on her hard. A sharp, girlish gasp came from her as he finally did so. Her ass jiggling for him as his hands came away.

"More, please." She wriggled against him, pushing her backside up more into the air for him. "I do..." She admitted to his first question, lost in the sensations of his touch and the pleasure that her body was starting to crave at his touch. "Ahh!" She cried out, feeling the sharp sting of pain rippling through her, as his hand continued to come down upon her, harder and harder. She was shaking, eyes closed and mouth hanging open as she panted and moaned like a bitch in heat. A glistening wetness was starting to be seen around her pink, swollen lips.

"I'm yours." She whimpered, body jerking against the next sudden slap, "I'm yours, I'm yours, please. Please!" She wasn't sure what she was begging for exactly, but that didn't stop her form writhing on his lap and looking up at him with her big eyes. Feeling him lift her neck up slightly to him, moving her long hair aside, and bite down, she started to convulse. "Serrell!" She screamed, holding on to him tightly as she practically orgasmed from the sensations alone.
 
Feeling the woman writhe on him Milner just kept slapping her ass. Breathing hard. His eyes watched the woman and her reddening ass cheeks. As her flesh was in his teeth he eventually pulled away. Then lightly he moved the woman off of his lap.

"Strip me and beg," Milner said firmly in his next order. "Your body will know what to beg for on instinct. Hold nothing back when you do," his eyes watched the woman as he stood up. Standing in his dark colored leathers his board chest and shoulders pressed against the armor. When his skin showed it would have felt warm to the touch.

Once his pants were free she would have seen his cock, but it wasn't as hard as it should have been. "Show me how you're going to take care of it when you're a good girl." Breathing hard he bit his lip just watching what the elf would have done. Biting his lip he watched the woman.
 
Panting, she winced as he moved her off of his lap. Her now completely red ass was sore and stung from everything he had done to it. She carefully arranged herself in front of him, looking up to await was his next orders were. As he stood, she understood him, giving him a nod to show that she did. Hopping up onto her feet, the elf started to quickly undo his shirt, pulling it off of him with great haste. There was a sort of coiling fire between her legs, and the faster he was undressed, the faster she hoped to address it. Tossing his shirt aside, she ran her hands down his warm chest, giving a little noise of appreciation at one of her favorite parts of him.

Her fingers quickly moved down to deal with his pants, starting to tug them down his legs, moving along with them until he would step out of them. Seeing the fact that he wasn't as hard as she had hoped, her legs pressed together. It was hardly fair that he had worked her up like this, and wasn't as badly off! Trying to remedy this, she reached for his shaft and started to give a few light strokes. Moving to kneel down more in-between his legs, her tongue flicked out over him, starting to get him wet with her saliva. Covering him with that, she made him nice and slick. Pressing her pillowy breasts together, the elven woman started to slide him in-between them, licking his head whenever he came up far enough. Her hands were on her breasts, keeping them nice and tight around his cock as she worked him.
 
Feeling those light strokes made him hard. Then the tongue made him stiffen more. Precum formed at the head of his cock which was licked away. Getting harder he felt her breast go around him more. Breathing harder he said through gritted teeth, as he was trying to fight off a moan, "You're not begging for what you want. Beg Alluria. Beg for what you want," biting his lip he was starting to become as aroused as she was.
 
Popping his head into her mouth, sucking and moaning in want for his precum, she held him in place in her breasts as she lavished her attention there. Moving him back out, sliding along, she looked up at him. Alluria had been so distracted by the need to have him hard, against her skin, tasting him, that she had forgotten his next step for her. Pressing her thighs against one another, she looked up at him.

"Please, I want you inside of me. I need you, here, now. On the ground, I don't even care, just fuck me, please." She begged, her eyes wide and full of the absolute need that he had stirred up in her. "Please, Serrell, I... I, please!" Her legs were rubbing together, trying to find some spark of pleasure as her hands were busy pressing her tits together. Otherwise they would have been down between her legs. "I'm so wet." She whimpered.
 
Throbbing between her breasts and in her mouth as she popped his head in and out between her lips. He looked down at Alluria. Seeing her hands work over those lovely breasts and her legs rubbing together he said one thing, "Position yourself how you want it."

Staring down at the woman he said, "This is the last cock you'll ever get without my say so. Do you understand? Is that what you secretly want, to be so owned by someone you don't want anyone else. The thought repulses you unless it's something I wish," he said softly looking down at the woman. He wanted nothing but complete submission. No less would have been accepted.
 
Letting her hands fall down, she moved herself back down onto the ground. Laying on her back, the elven woman crooked her legs up into the air, ready to slid over his shoulders if he would crawl down over her and hold her in that way. "Please, please, I promise I'll be good." She said breathlessly, her eyes running all over him, unable to find a one place to stop at. His chest, his legs, that glorious cock she couldn't get enough of, and of course his face where she looked half adoringly.

"Yes, I understand." She nodded, eagerly wiggling her legs for him to come between. "I'm yours." She whispered, "I'm so completely yours to do what you want with. Just please, please, I need you!" She begged.
 
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