The Hunt

Milina did not know how long she had been down there already somehow it felt like so much longer than she had hoped for. Simon was always so kind to her so loving she hated him so much for locking her up in here all alone and only him for her to see speak and touch, but somehow, she started to like him and was really happy when she hears the door unlock.

She did not even remember why really, she hated Simon that much and he was always so kind and brought such beautiful clothing for her to wear well at the beginning they were not as pretty as they have been getting.

It was the time again she hears the lock on the door start to turn knowing it can only be Simon she smiled sat straight in bed ran her fingers slightly through her hair so she would look her best for when he saw her when he walks in., she was slightly confused why she hoped he found her pretty or such right now and why she was trying to look pretty for him.

She took a deep breath when he walked in, she smiled and even blushed slightly as she said hello Simon. She was not sure why, but she was starting to grow feeling for him she wanted him to touch her tie her up fuck her and do all those things with her. It was then after a long session she laid there looking up at him with her cheeks flushed her breathing panting even slight sweat on her forehead as he asked her what he should bring her to wear tomorrow.

She smiled and reached for his cheek she did not know why but she did her soft hand caressed his cheek some as she then could not help but wonder why he was letting her choose this time. She took a deep breath and then said softly.

“Maybe something out of silk… I do like silk Simon it feels so soft and caressing on my body…. maybe something I wore in the forest when you saw me the first time?!”
 
Milina smiled and reached for his cheek her soft hand caressed his cheek . The girl wondered why he was letting her choose this time. She took a deep breath and then said softly. “Maybe something out of silk… I do like silk Simon it feels so soft and caressing on my body…. maybe something I wore in the forest when you saw me the first time?!”

Then the young redhead blushed as she whispered, “None of it stays on long and you're the only one to see it, so bring what it will please you to take off me."

Simon smiled at her softly whispered answer, he had become the Master of her body, had slowly built up her tolerance for pain, and he knew that this innocent young beauty was tittering on the threshold where she craved the pain as much as she craved the pleasure he brought to her young body. That dark flickering spark that he had seen flickering so feebly in the darkest recesses of her soul now burned brighter.

“Dearest Miss Calisto are you lonely?” His hand cupped her cheek his thumb tenderly massaged her soft silken skin lovingly. “Of course, you are, I have been very selfish in keep you all to myself.”

His dark curl brooding eyes held her soft almost stunning blue eyes captive. A smile so wicked that it was terrifying bowed his lips as he rose from the bed. The pup was gone for an hour and when her returned he carried a small bundle. On the top was the studded leather dog collar that Gillian had once buckled around Milina’s slender neck. He handed the stunning young redhead a dark gray silk jacket it was very much like the business suite jackets he had brought to her, Type equation here.but it had a single set of buttons connected by a chain at the waist and it would just grace the girl’s shoulders leaving her breasts naked. The skirt was open in the front and would leave Milina’s shaven bare pussy naked and exposed, a pair of six inch stiletto heels in black patent leather completed the outfit and then the pup laid the hated collar across the palms of his hands and offered it to the trapped little beauty.
 
Milina sat there and leaned her head towards his hand as he caressed her cheek while her hand cupped his hand that cupped her cheek. She looked right into his eyes when he asked her if she was lonely, she feared to say yes but he was keeping her always company, so it was not all true that she was lonely.

It was then that he said she must be as he had been selfish keeping her all to himself, she squirmed some as she wondered if he was going to let her go now though somehow, she did not want to go. It was then though that he got this look in his eyes once again and this wicked smile that crawled over his lips that terrified her till all the way down to her bones.

When he got up, she thought about begging him not to leave that she was not lonely that she only needed him but before she could get a word out over her pretty little lips, he was already closing the door behind him. She sat back on the bed as she nibbled her fingertips and lip as she waited and wondered what the delish side of him planned out this time.

She enjoyed and liked the kind Simon she was even falling for this Simon; ok the pleasure and pain mixing kind of sex he had taught her and was making sure she was getting used to was something interesting and nice and she was starting to really like it, but that Devil Simon was dangerous, and she feared his pleasure of pain.

She knew she was still pretty naïve in so many things, but she feared more of what all this side of Simon could think up than what he might truly do or try.

It was then that he came back, seeing clothing in his hands she smiled and thought ok new clothing that would not change anything in her loneliness but would not ever show him if and when she had such thoughts. She started to get dressed in the things he brought she felt a bit naked and weird in them as nothing really was being covered on her body that was not meant to be seen to everyone, but it was then that she saw the collar once again Gallian had used on her once before that made her whimper softly.

Though she feared more his anger and how naughty his thoughts might be getting when he is angry that she slipped to her knees before him and raised her neck as she sighed softly trying not to cry as she asked softly.

“Will you help me Simon put it on correctly...?!”
 
Milina for the first time in weeks blush when she realized just how exposed she was. The collar though was the worst for it marked her as chattel, a toy for him to use, and still when he held it out. “Will you help me Simon put it on correctly...?” Simon took a perverted joy in tightly buckling the collar around the young redhead’s slender neck.

The pup smiled at her maidenly blush and that twisted smile only grew wider as the ravishing petite redhead was now collared by him. With an obscenely gentlemanly flare he swept her silken flaxen tresses out of the way as if Milina was dawning a precious pearl necklace rather than the hated collar. “You look ravishing my dearest Miss Calisto.”

His lips brushed the nape of her neck, his warm moist breath stirred the stray wisp of hair. And then the subtitle CLICK of a lock binding the collar in place. “Come My dearest I have a visitor for you, but first we must prepare you to meet him.” As always the Pup offered his little slave his arm, and in a most genteel and loving fashion led Milina once again to her place of torment. As on the first night he led the stunning young beauty to the manacles and the spreader bar.

“If you would be so kind my love.” Again, Milina would have to assist in imprisoning herself. He watched as she buckled the ankle restrains around her trim ankles, and the wrist restraints. He made a quick check ensuring that the manacles where tightly binding her delicate wrist and then for the first time he took all the slack from their chain till the young beauty was stretched almost as badly as on the rack and forced to balance on her tiptoes in the cruel stiletto heels. He smiled at her obscene custom and the lewd way that he had her mounted.


“Now my dear for your visitor.” Simon picked up the end of a chain and fed it through an iron ring on the stone floor and to a wench. The CLANK of the chain as it was taken up rattled in the stillness of the dungeon and then there was a low growling howl one that Milina new so well. The black beast, her black wolf, that had saved her once before was dragged to just below her spread eagled body. The black wolf, her lover, her mate Claude Batard, in his natural form was before her chained so his great head could if he stretched could just lick her open and exposed pussy.

His coat was matted, and it looked like he had not been fed for days His eyes where wild, and his lips curled back in a snarl, white fangs bared as he looked up at Milina, Simon’s scent laying thick on her supple young body.

“I shall leave the two of you alone so you may visit.” He turned on his heel leave the two cursed lovers alone one young human beauty, and one half crazed wolf.
 
Milina shivered as she nibbled her lower lip feeling his soft kiss or how his hot breath danced over the nap of her neck. This one spot that made her body tremble and feel so good. She hated the collar more than she ever had hated anything in her life but as she then heard and felt this Click as if it was as loud as a bomb though actually only as loud as a whisper it made her tremble slightly.

Somehow it was different than when Gillian had put it around her neck, she could not explain it why it felt so different with Simon than it had with Gillian but when he then offered his her his arm for her to follow and told her to come along, she had a visitor, but they needed to get her prepared to meet him. She nodded and smiled softly as she wrapped her arm around his leaning slightly against him as she tried to walk in the high heels, he had brought for her to wear.

When he showed her over to the manacles where she had not been since that first night, she held her breath for a second as he then told her to do what she always did, restraint herself for him. So, she did just that she bends over but other than by the first time she made sure they where tighter this time. As soon as he had checked them and tightened them to his taste which was not much tighter this time as she did not fear being bound before him at least not as much as the first time.

This time it was different though as he stretched her that she had to Tippy toe which was almost torment alone on her body without him playing teasing and tormenting her. It was then that she got nervous who could it was it someone she knew feared liked or did not know at all. It was the sound of the chain that rattled and clanked through the dungeon that made her shiver some and bite her lip why was her visitor on a chain, it was the growl that made her gasp.

She knew this growl, she then looked over to Simon as if begging with her look to tell her it was not him but as he stepped closer into the light she shivered and wiggled slightly. It was him it was her Wolf her savior her lover, she whispered softly nooooo to herself as she did not want him to see her like this to see her as Simon’s property. What would he think of her or even do to her in his true form he only needed a wipe of his claws and could end this.

He was pulled closer from Simon with the chain, and she could see something was different about him, what was wrong with him. She asked herself as she saw his fur was matted and he seemed as if he had not eaten in days, she feared that his wolf would be to strong and he would not know who she was. Would he harm her to get some food or what would he do, and she did not know if Simon had done anything to him either.

His lips curled back as he snarled his head was now trapped so that he was between her legs she could feel his hot breath dancing over her exposed pussy and creamy thighs. When Simon then said he would leave them both alone she whimpered some.

“Simon please don’t leave... Simon!!!”

She called but he did not react did she maybe even hear him laugh some, she then looked back down at her black Wolf she then took a deep breath and then whispered trying not to sound scared.

“Batard…?! Please it’s me Milina... “

She was not sure what to do or say as she wiggled some more though she feared if she wiggled or moved to much, she would tempt him to do something she maybe did not want him to. She just hoped Batard was in there and not only his wolf.
 
“Batard…?! Please it’s me Milina... “ She stared down at the large black wolf and her eyes were filled with pain and love. She didn't know what to say to him and feared whatever he was thinking of her and so she remained still before him, her eyes pleading for understanding.

Her lover, her black wolf, continued to snarl his breath hot moist washing across Milina’s lewdly displayed naked pussy, it was there, bared, and offered to the beast just within reach of his tongue. Even Milina could smell the pup’s scent clinging to her, and Claude was in such a miserable state, yet as Milina’s body was stretched her muscles strained, a fine sheen of sweat covered her pale alabaster skin, and her scent slowly overpowered that of the twisted young man.

The black wolf cocked his head and began sniffing the air, then he raised his head, and his eyes held the young human beauty’s and there was a flash of recognition and he whimpered as his eyes softened in answer to her silent plea. He stretched his head strained against the chains that bound him. His tongue stretched and was just able to flick across the young redhead’s naked pink folds as if he could ease her pain in some degree. The black wolf could only just reach the girls labia but could not even penetrate her far enough to lick her clit. Claude in his wolf form was driven to try and breed his mate yet he could not grant her the release that her body craved. This was the most fiendish torture yet, Simon was using her treacherous young body against her and Claude’s natural instincts, to torment and frustrate hapless beauty.

There was a loud clanking of chains and Milina felt her body begin to shift to be drawn back and parallel to the stone floor and as she was shifted the black wolf was able to now feast on her exposed and spread pussy fully.

“Are you enjoying your visit with the Wolf.” The pup’s voice was at her ear his lips kissed her cheek. He teased Milina’s nipples with a piece of ice, its kiss firry cold as her nipple instantly puckered and peeked he laid the point of a needle on her petite breast and then holding the taunt bud between his fingers the pup priced that delicate rose bud for the second time and drove another stud thought Milina's delicate, sensitive nipple.
 
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Milina wanted to cry as she suddenly saw the softness in the wolfs crazy look, it was Batard he was in there and he finally noticed who she was thank god. When he then started to lick her as if saying sorry or such, she nibbled her lip as a tear ran down her cheek her eyes locked to his she heard the chains move as she noticed he tried to move but just couldn’t the way he wanted to and which made her whimper not only cause she couldn’t feel him the way she wished to but also for him knowing this was just as torturing or maybe even worse for him.

It was then that she heard loud clanking of the chains and suddenly felt that she was getting leaned back it allowed Batard a better angle of her pussy this way he could lick and enjoy her but also give her joy more than when she was standing. It was then though that she felt his hot breath even the seconds before he spoke, she knew it was him his smell the way his presence felt when he was so close to her that her body stood on edge.

It was then that he asked if she were enjoying her visit with the Wolf, she wanted to speak and tell him the Wolf has a name or something like that, but she did not and would not give him the joy of telling him she did or did not enjoy the visit. Her mind was confused she loved Batard and loved the way he made her feel and such but somehow, she had started to like Simon and his ways very much the same.

It was then that Simon had also kissed her cheek that made Milina feel that something was off his kisses where often so soft and kind but mostly when he was planning something painful afterwards, it was then that she felt the ice on her nipples making her jerk slightly and gasp. But when she then saw the needle, she wanted to whimper nooo, but it was to late he sent the needle a second time through her nipple she screamed, and her thighs shivered, and she pulled on her restraints as if in the hope of getting loose or free, but she knew also deep down that would not be happening at all and Simon made sure of that before he had started to torment her.
 
Milina felt the bud tighten and saw a flash of metal, but it was the searing pain that suddenly tore through her that made her realize what he'd done. That he'd pierced her sensitive nipple again. The pain was more than she could bear and was so unexpected that the edges of her vision actually grew black and she thought she'd simply pass out.

The stunning little redhead had just been about to scream out her orgasm when he had struck He waited till her color returned to her cheeks and her breathing had become more normal, the black wolf was going wild as he barked and snapped at Simon over the stretched, prostrated body of his young human mate. Yet the chain held the black wolf in check. The pup now worked a chaste sliver nipple ring through Milina’s pierced nipple and as she screamed he was at her ear again. His voice mockingly soft and tender. “I hope you like my gift dearest Miss Calisto. It suits you so.”

A mockingly tender kiss and then the ice caressed Jo’s other nipple and this time she knew exactly what was to come. And she saw the twisted smile on his face as he slowly brought the point of the needle to her other nipple.

There was nothing either of them could do to stop Simon, he would do what he wished with her body and she'd told him to. Those words now came back to haunt the proud little beauty, and the pup did just that. Now with both her nipples freshly pierced and nipple rings in place. Simon with the use of a long pole slipped two lines over the black wolf head and bound him so that he can release Milina’s ankle bounds and then her wrist restrains. The pup’s fingers entwined in Milina’s silken copper tresses he dragged her to the center of the room and forces the stunning little beauty to her hands and knees.


“If you fight me the beast will pay.” When Milina was in position he clipped two golden chains to her nipple rings, which were linked to rings in the stone floor. And then he released the side lines that held the black wolf. He was safely away when the black beast was free to move on his long chain.

He came to the cruelly tethered beauty and licked her face as if to comfort her and then his prevail need to mate with her took over and he began licking her naked pussy again. And as he mounted the trapped beauty she could feel the chains pulling on her nipples as the black wolf began to take her.
 
Milina screamed and cried as her tears rolled down her cheeks as she felt the cool metal push its way another time through her nipples. It was the devil again that she had seen in Simon again, but she was not sure though if it was him that she feared or more that Batard saw what the devil did to her. She felt Batard trying to protect her to even try to ease her pain, but nothing really helped.

It was then that he put rings through her newly pierced nipples that made her scream and cry more which made Batard go crazy she could hear his barking and snapping his hot breath bathing her body as he tried to get at Simon. Then it was the hot breath of Simon that made her shiver his voice tender soft but also mocking as he asked if she liked his gift and it suited her. She whimpered and begged him softly in a whisper.

“Simon please…. “

She was not sure what she was begging him for the piercings where not undoable but maybe he could help her with the pain ease it or make it turn back into pleasure. It was then that he bound the black wolf a bit more back and she knew he was only protecting himself now. when he released her ankles and then her wrist she whimpered and took deep breaths as she shivered and trembled but when she then felt his fingers in her hair she gasped and screamed struggling slightly as her heads held to his wrists as he dragged her to the middle of the room.

She was now on her hands and knees she glanced up at him as she then heard his voice, she tried to keep quiet and hold still. She feared what he said what would he do to Batard her beautiful black wolf if she fought him, she knew he would do just that, so she knew what she had to do. She nodded and whimpered yes Sir as she then felt him clip the chains to her nipple rings and the other end on the floor she gasped as she noticed each movement made the chains move which also made the rings move and give her pain.

She had first noticed that he let the wolf go from his new restraints when he licked her face, she knew he was looking after her wishing she did not have pain but before she could react, she felt suddenly his licks between her legs. Her pussy grew wet she was ashamed on one side that though she had pain she was growing wetter and wetter, but she was more then happy that it was him that was giving her the pleasure to ease her pain though it probably was more his animal than him.

When suddenly the Black wolf mounted her, she gasped and cried out some as the chains got pulled slightly and till, he found the right position she was pulled and pushed slightly which did the same to her nipples. She cried some but as he then started to take her, she moaned and titled her head back some her eyes reached the shadows she knew he was there watching his devilish eyes needed the pleasure of seeing her in pain but also pleasure he would not let that go over her without watching.
 
The pup had trapped Milina neatly, the wolf’s instincts would drive him to mate with the young human beauty that was his little human bitch. Her supple young body over the last three weeks had been trained to mix pleasure and pain and to have them become one. Her body was so easily aroused now she would have to turn pain to pleasure to survive with her mind and body intact and once she had done that it would not take long for her to beg for both if it meant she could be with her wolf.

“If the pain is too much Dearest Miss Calisto I can take the beast away and it can just be the two of us again.”

There it was the devils choice either turn the pain to pleasure and surrender to them both or lose her black wolf, lose Claude to be the pup’s play toy. And she knew that he would be mockingly tender and never demand more that she could endure if she rejected Claude condemning him to live under the curse and she in the end would become the next crone. This knowledge suddenly made it clear Gillian De Loup was not the one cursed but it was Claude Batard who was cursed and De Loup who had cursed him.
 
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Milina had tears rolling down her cheeks as she gasped and moaned with cries of pain, but it was Simon his words that gave her body a shiver. She felt her Black wolfs instinct kick in he had no other choice but to mate with her and no matter how gentle he would be or try her nipples would be getting torture Simon made sure of that.

The more she lowered her upper body more the chains swung and moved with pulled and tugged on her sore nipples and the more she pulled up to keep the chains from moving it was then her Black wolf her Claude Batard’s thrusts that made her jerk and move which tugged and pulled her nipples directly. She knew then no matter what she tried there would be some kind of pain and at the same time she wanted to moan and shiver from the pleasure he was giving her.

How deep he was in her taking her like the first time that made her body hunger more and need him like she had never felt before. Simon gave her the choice pain and pleasure or to be alone with him again which told her she would learn more about pain and pleasure but then without her wolf.

She moaned feeling the thrusts getting faster and harder she felt he was getting closer as for she was to though her body kept calming down when the pain was not there each time, she could hold the thrust back or at least the movement forced from it which helped stop the most pain, but it also calmed her arousal which confused her even more. What had Simon did to her that she only truly felt pleasure when she felt pain and why was it so exciting and pleasing at the same time so painful and fearing.

“Oh god… may… may I Simon please May iiiii?!”

She knew she would be Cumming very soon and as sweet and kind Simon was mockingly being to her, she feared to anger him so she thought she would ask for permission as she was his at the moment, she belonged to him and if she angered him, she would not have her wolf for long and she feared what he might do to him as well.

Though she did notice in those moments that the ones she thought she was curing from the curse was the ones that cursed others and the ones that were cursed were to kind and what not to tell her. Why had not Claude told her that he was the one cursed from De Loup and probably from Simon and the old hag why did he let her think she loved De Loup that she had to help him instead of the other way around.
 
Shifting under the wolf Milina squirmed until she found a position where her breasts didn't scrape against the floor, so now only the jiggling of the chain made the new rings move and the pain was smaller though still always present. Tears rolled down her cheeks once more and she clawed at the floor but slowly she could feel pleasure building low in her belly.

“You are a wanton little bitch aren’t you Miss Calisto.”

For the first time there was an acid sarcasm in Simon’s voice, though still soft it had a biting edge to it, and something else a touch of fear.

The black wolf true to his nature wrapped his fore legs around the copper haired beauty’s waist, his powerful hind quarters driving relentlessly as he mated with Milina. His knot growing larger locking them together, as his strength flowed into young beauty with each powerful thrust.

While Milina was lost in her love for her mate, bright white light flooded the scene, a scene of a young redheaded human beauty on her hands and knees wantonly giving herself to a black canine beast. Her youthful young body arching to the black beast, meeting each of his thrusts. Simon videotaped their passionate coupling and caught the look of ecstasy as Milina screamed out her passion .

“Fuck him you little bitch, fuck him while you can, for you will only see the cure when I wish you to.”

Simon was foaming at the mouth his anger out of control and when the hapless lovers had consummated their love he dragged Claude back to his cage released Milina and through her into the bed chamber, chained her to her bed where she could see Claude but not touch him.

Milina woke to the sounds of her own passionate moans and gasps and saw the flickering images on the video monitor. Images of a wanton petite copper haired beauty giving herself to a hug black wolf.

“Do you think your parents will enjoy this I sent them an express copy so they could see their innocent little girl in action. Do you think they will understand your love for the beast, you giving him your body as a play toy.”

He saw the hatred in the girls eyes. The nude pictures of her that Gillian had taken was one thing but this, this was something else.

“If we come to an understanding my dear it is not too late to cancel the delivery, but you only have about a half hour to make your decision before it will be too late.
 
Milina screamed and moaned as she tried to move her body against the movement, he was forcing her body to make to help the pain in her nipples be less. Though no matter what or how much she did fully pain free she was not able to hold and though she had learned through Simon pain and pleasure do really feel good together she did not really want him knowing she was agreeing with him.

She could not ever allow him to know that she was starting not to regret at least all of what was happening, will happen or had happened. The pleasure with her Wolf her Batard helped her forget that he was there and where they were. She moaned and got wetter and wetter her head tilted back her mouth open and moaning and her body trembling she was almost even forgetting about the pain in her nipples or better said letting it give her more pleasure than pain until a bright light distracted her.

When she opened her eyes and looked, she saw him once more Simon the devil him self or the highest Demon the Devil had in his hand holding a camera and recording this all. When he told her to fuck while she can with Batard she wanted to cry as she knew when he said such words, he truly meant them, but it was his next words that shocked her even more. She would only see the cure if he wanted her to how do he know and why, why did he care and how could he decide whether or not if she got the cure.

She was confused but before she noticed or could react, she saw Simon drag Claude away back in his cage and she wanted to cry, but it was then that Simon cam back and undoing her she could see how angry he was and that even without the foam at his mouth. She cried out some as he then through her in the bed chamber, but it was first then she was shocked when he chained her to the bed, she did not understand why till she noticed whom she could see and reach if he had not done it.

She wondered why he was still in Wolf form and why he could not just change back and wondered if it had something to do with the curse he was under. She could not help it as soon as the doors where shut that she then just had to try and if it were only to see how far she was able to get with the chains.

“Batard… Claude “

She whispered out to the wolf as she could not even get close enough to touch the cage, he was in. after some time she laid back down on the bed crying some her eyes just watching her Wolf her Claude Batard until she fell asleep. When she woke, she heard herself moaning she gasped and blinked some as she tried to catch herself some and her eyes sight as she then noticed it was the recording Simon had made of them the night before.

Hearing his words tears ran down her cheeks faster than he could finish the next word in his sentence, her eyes were locked to the video as she only could listen to what he was saying and watch herself in the video. Though all she tried to hide from him her anger was one thing she could not hide from him it was burning in her eyes like a fire in the fireplace.

After he then told her he could cancel the delivery before her parents become the video, she blinked a few times and then turned her head and first when her face was facing him did her eyes follow to lock to his eyes. She took a deep breath and then asked trying not to sound to angry or scared.

“What kind of understanding are you talking about Simon?! Haven’t I given you enough or was it the fact that my heart still belongs to another wolf… “

She tried to stop speaking before she said more words that might just backfire on her or upset him even more than he was, and those words also did.
 
"What sort of understanding Simon?" The young redheaded beauty asked. Her voice held a note of fear and resignation. Her young life had changed, and she found herself caught in a gothic tale between good and evil. Simon smiled at her and his lips brushed hers in a tender possessive kiss. “It really is quite simple you will become my whore; you will give yourself to me, beg me to take you and bear my child.”

He paused as he let his words sink into the rapped young beauty. “You will give yourself to me wholly, your body, and your soul. His wicked smile broadened, but your heart, your love you may keep for the beast. You may be with him once a day whenever you want after the child is born.”

The trap was laid if Milina bent, then she would lose Claude, and in the deepest recesses of her heart she knew it to be true. If she stood against the pup then he won or did he? Softly very softly the young, tortured beauty heard again the words from the ancient tome. "That which yields is not always weak..."

What if the meaning of the riddle were to build the strength she needed to fight this demon? She had to yield till her soul and innocence was in danger and then and only then should she fight deny him and be ready to pay the price. Then as if a sign from some other place and time she felt the spark of life in her belly the spark Claude had placed there or was it just another cruel twist of fate to deceive her.
 
Milina listened to Simon carefully as if his voice were a drug, she did not understand why she hated him, but she was also starting to fall for him as well though she did not want to as she loved only Batard. It was then that he offered her his option of how her life would and then should be.

She would be his whore give herself to him was already something she swallowed on, but it was his next few that scared her more than ever, she would beg him to take her, she would bare his child and though she may be allowed to be with Batard once a day that her heart and love may belong to him, but the rest would belong to Simon and no other.

She was not sure what to think or what to do, she took a deep breath as she shivered, and a tear ran down her sweet cheek. She knew whatever she said it would bring her a lot of pain and pleasure but also a lot of sorrow. If she said yes to Simon of course she would be allowed to still love and have Batard, but the question is if he would then still want her if she said no god only knows what Simon would do to her or even worse to Batard to get back at her for not giving the pup what he desires.

She put her hand to her stomach as if asking herself if she could do this give Simon a child, she also feared to ask what kind of father he would be and if he would even let her be the mother so to say or at least properly. It was then in these moments that felt like hours in her head but only seconds for Simon did she realize something or was it her mind trying to make up something to hide how much she feared the answer that would slip over her lips.

Could it be true was she already bearing Batard’s blood his child his pup or was it maybe only hopeful wishing. If she were truly already with child, was it truly Batard’s and if she said yes to Simon and could she truly pull it off so he thought it was his child and only she would know the truth or what would happen if he found out. She had to take the risk and hope she was feeling the truth she was with child from Batard her Black beautiful Wolf.

She knew she had to yield first to have later the strength if she would let Simon think for a while, she was truly giving herself to him bearing his child it would give her enough time to build strength and give Batard a reason to live for. She took a deep breath as her eyes then looked up to Simon, she bites her lip and then whispered.

“Yes... Simon ok ill gives myself to you but please only with he promises you will not harm my beast…!”
 
Turning her head, unable to meet his gaze she whispered softly,

"Amuse yourself as you will Shamon but please, no children."

“Dearest Miss Calisto look at me.”

His voice was soft as velvet as it caressed her ears. Its tenderness so beautifully gentle called to a hidden dark secret corner of the young innocent beauty’s soul. A corner that she had never dared to look into for fear of what she might see.

“ Your choice must be freely made dearest and if you do not give yourself fully and completely to me I will know.”

There was a valid threat in his quite voice. Which left no doubt in the young beauty’s mind that if she did anything else she would soon be with child, his child. Milina put her hand to her stomach as if asking herself if she could do this give Simon a child. Simon could she feared, to ask what kind of father he would be and if he would even let her be a real mother, so to say or at least properly. Simon could see she realize that something, that hidden something, how much she feared the answer that would slip over her lips, and the dark pleasures that he could wring from her gorgeous young body.

Milina took a deep breath as her eyes demurely lowered in submission to her fate and then looked up meeting Simon’s, she bite her lip and then whispered. “Yes... Simon ok ill gives myself to you but please only with he promises you will not harm my beast…!”

Simon just laughed. “Strip Miss Calisto and chose how you will amuse me today……….I think pain first.”

Milina could hear the rustling of the serpents and their hissing call in the depths of her young fragile mind.
 
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