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[Angeleyz]

Kira sipped her coffee, clutching it in front of her as if it could keep her centered. She didn't speak as he went about his sketching, but her eyes were constantly scanning the room looking for something.... anything... that she might be able to use to get away. If anything had been made clear last night, it was she had to get away from this man despite what her body might think.

She didn't hear him approach until the very last minute and took an unconscious step back bumping into one of the stools. The minute she saw the tie wrap in his hand, her shoulders slumped. Dammit... again? If he noticed, he said nothing as he quickly secured her left wrist to the stool.

Behave yourself; I won't be gone long enough for you to accomplish anything.

A short nod was her only answer, but the minute he left she started pulling at the restraint, testing for weaknesses. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be any, and she started yanking at it causing the plastic to bite painfully into her skin. Nonononono, please work, please work!

Pausing her struggles for a moment to gather her strength, she heard him open the door and quickly picked up the cup, staring into it as she tried to regain her composure. She looked up when he dumped some things on the counter in front of her, recognizing some but not all the items.

She was surprised yet pleased when he released her, and quickly moved her hand behind her back to hide the evidence of her struggle. Her wrist was sore, but she assumed her skin would only need a minute to two before it wouldn't look so red and angry.

Okay, I have the first part and that is the system that you can walk. I am going to run this line from the bedroom to here and you can help by handing me the stuff I need as I need it. Then we will work on the fastening system so you can't get away. So let's go.

"Do you really think all that is necessary?" she asked, still hoping to retain some possibility for escape.

 

[a_libertine]

He growle, "Fine."

His hand shot out and he grabbed a fist full of hair, yanking her off the stool. He drug her down the hallway to the second room on the right. Inside the room was a reinforced dog kennel for a 100 pound dog. His bitch had forced her way out of it a couple times so he had to rebuild it.

He wasn't sure that it would hold a fit 180 pound man. But a 115 pound woman had no chance to get out. Kira began screaming and fighting back as he started to put her in it. He cuffed her a couple times leaving her a little bruised and far more compliant.

"There you go lying bitch," he growled ominously. "You didn't want freedoms and now you don't have them."

He stood a moment glaring at her then said, "Maybe a day or two in here will adjust your attitude."

He headed for the door and stopped before walking through, "Oh, I will let you out twice a day to feed, water, and walk you. So if you piss or shit yourself you will have to wallow in it until I come get you."

 

[Angeleyz]

The one syllable word growled low in his throat was her only warning before he reached out, grabbed a fist full of her hair and practically ripped her off the seat. With her hands free, at least this time, she used her hands to try to tug at the fingers clenched so painfully in her hair as she pleaded with him to stop. Hunched over with her head held down, she couldn't see where he was dragging her, but she assumed it was back to his bedroom. Scared and confused over what had brought about this latest turn, her pleas reflected those emotions.

When she finally saw where he was taking her, fear won out and she erupted in a flurry of kicks and swings, trying to break his hold and stop him from stuffing her into what had to be the kennel he had mentioned the night before. The first smack to the side of the head caused her shrill scream to get caught off abruptly and the second one left her senses reeling. Feeling like her brain had been scrambled, she stopped fighting him in hopes of avoiding another smack and whimpered when he stuck her inside and slammed the door.

There you go, lying bitch. You didn't want freedoms and now you don't have them.

Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to protest that she had never said that she didn't want her freedom, but the dark look on his face as he glared down at her caused her to shut it with a snap. 'Oh god, he's definitely crazy...,' she thought to herself, wondering what she kept doing to set him off so she could stop it.

Maybe a day or two in here will adjust your attitude.

Her shoulders rounded, as Kira pinched her mouth closed to keep any more whimpering protests from escaping. Maybe being in the cage was better than him being able to touch her whenever he wanted. And being tucked away as she was, he wouldn't be staring at her naked body all the time. 'I can do this,' she thought as he turned around and stalked towards the door.

Oh, I will let you out twice a day to feed, water, and walk you. So if you piss or shit yourself, you will have to wallow in it until I come get you.

Thankful that she hadn't finished the cup of coffee, Kira said nothing and tried to find a comfortable spot. Once she was sure he had left, she flipped the empty doorway the bird and murmured, "Crazy ass bastard," under her breath.

 

[a_libertine]

He went to the workshop again and pulled down some copper stock, about a half inch wide. He cut two pieces off each long enough that he could fashion a collar out of them.

The first he knew would not take long to make. It was going to be a functional, not fashionable collar. He beveled the edges to keep the collar from chaffing and cutting her. He cut it in half and attached a tiny hinge to it; welding it in place quickly and efficiently.

All told he spent three hours on the first collar before he was happy with it. It would fit her snugly, but not choke her. Opposite the hinge was a clasp with a loop that would allow him to put a small lock on it as well as attach a leash if needed.

Or desired.


Picking it up he headed back into the house and put the collar on the counter as he began preparing a late breakfast for himself and Kira. He took a dog dish and washed it thoroughly and put her food into it, in an unappealing pile. After grabbing the collar, he carried it into the room.

"Breakfast, bitch," he announced as he walked in.

He opened the cage door and said, "Come on out, if you behave I won't hit you."

He put the bowl down and stepped back a step or two.

 

[Angeleyz]

With nothing to do but curl up and wallow in her misery, Kira ended up falling into a light sleep, waking only when she heard the deep voice announce breakfast and then heard the rattle of the door as he pulled it open.

Come on out, if you behave I won't hit you.

She watched warily as he placed a bowl on the floor and backed away. She seriously thought about refusing to come out, but was afraid he'd count that as not behaving. Not knowing when he'd let her out again, she crawled out and got to her feet with a little groan from stiff muscles.

 

[a_libertine]

He watched as Kira unfurled her naked body before him, and despite himself, he felt his cock reacted to her sheer overwhelming beauty. His face was almost curled up in a smile as he said, "On all fours, lying bitches have to earn the right to stand."

He waited impatiently as it appeared for a moment she would defy him, and then suddenly she obeyed. "Good girl. Now eat, then I will take you to urinate, and whatever you need to do."

 

[Angeleyz]

Still a little foggy from her nap, Kira wasn't sure she heard correctly when he ordered her to drop to her hands and knees. 'Earn the right to stand?' she repeated silently, wondering what the crazy bastard was yammering about now.

The look on his face was pure impatience, and remembering his promise not to hit her if she behaved, she sank to her hands and knees. God, she wished she wasn't such a wuss, that she had listened to her mother when she had encouraged her to take some self defense lessons.

Good girl. Now eat, then I will take you to urinate, and whatever you need to do. What I need to do is to get away from you, bastard!

Feeling like a complete idiot, she crawled over to the bowl and looked inside. Turning her nose up, she shook her head, "I'm not hungry... thank you."

 

[a_libertine]

He shrugged, "Fine, come here."

When she came over he clasped the collar around her neck and secured it with a lock. "There, that's better," he said.

Grabbing the collar he pulled her from the room and took her toward the bathroom. "Do what you need," he ordered.

He stood at the door watching as her tits swayed with each movement. As she finished he grabbed the collar again and began pulling her toward the kennel again.

 

[Angeleyz]

Relaxing a little when she realized he wasn't going to take offense at her refusal to eat the unappetizing looking food, she paused momentarily before crawling to him as commanded. She hoped he got over whatever the hell had crawled up his ass sooner rather than later because all this crawling around was going to get old. She flinched when he leaned down and put something around her neck, and her eyes widened in alarm when she heard the click of a lock and realized it was a collar. A collar for God sake like she was a fucking dog!

There, that's better Omg, he's really lost it...

She wasn't sure getting yanked around by the collar was better than having him grip her hair, and struggled to keep her with the speed at which he was moving. The minute they crossed through the bathroom doorway, she realized that she needed to go, and was forced to crawl towards the toilet since he apparently was going to stay and watch again.

She made sure not to look in his direction, but she was keenly aware that he watched every move and heard every sound that she made. Her face and neck were pink with embarrassment when she finished and began crawling back towards him, his eyes never leaving her.

Apparently she wasn't moving fast enough for him, and he went back to pulling her by the collar and hightailing it down the hallway. When she realized he was taking her back to the cage, she balked despite the way it caused the collar to bite into her sensitive skin.

"Wait... please...," she pleaded, thinking he had promised to let her exercise too and not looking forward to the cramped kennel.

 

[a_libertine]

He paused from jamming her into the kennel when she said, "Wait please."

The only thing better than seeing the gorgeous redhead naked on her hands and knees saying please, and meaning it for once, would be if she meant his cock. Which she did not.

"What am I waiting on?" He asked not unkindly. "Did you have an epiphany about behaving? "

 

[Angeleyz]

What am I waiting on? Did you have an epiphany about behaving?

Her eyes flashed, and before she could stop it, she found herself doing a feminine version of his growl from earlier, "What the hell do you want from me? I have been behaving!"

 

[a_libertine]

He scoffed, "Really? The only time you have behaved is when my cock has been stuffed up that glorious cunt of yours. "

He took a step towards her and growled, "Get in the cage."

He paused a moment, "or alternatively you can suck my dick. Your choice. "

 

[Angeleyz]

Her face flushed at his crude reminder of her deplorable cooperation, and she had to grit her teeth to keep from commenting. 'Don't piss him off, don't piss him off,' she had to remind herself, although the fire in her eyes clearly showed what she thought of his words.

She flinched when he took a step towards her, expecting either cuff to the head or fingers to grasp her hair.

Get in the cage, or alternatively you can suck my dick. Your choice.

Thinking there was no question as to what her preference should be, she shot him a look before entering the kennel, hating the cramped quarters but figuring it was the lesser of two evils.

 

[a_libertine]

He was not surprised in the least when she chose to get in the kennel. He would fix that later on. He had initial plans to fuck her at least twice a day until she left, or decided to stay with him. That option at the moment seemed a long shot. Kind of like the Kansas City Royals winning the world series.

He locked the cage and left the room leaving the door ajar. He returned to his workshop after doing dishes and spent the afternoon working on the decorative collar, knowing full well she may never appreciate it or the effort involved.

 

[Angeleyz]

He said nothing, and there wasn't any sign as to whether he was upset when he locked her in. Nor did he say anything when he left, and Kira wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. With her luck, he'd stew over this and go ape-shit again.

Curling up in a ball, she tried not to worry over it, but the only thing to do was to wonder what her parents were doing... thinking... about her disappearance or obsess about his potential reactions, and neither of those lines of thinking was pleasant.

Back and forth it went for what seemed to be hours. She had to constantly flop around seeking a comfortable position, none of which lasted for long. She ended up trying to mentally recite all the stupid poems she had to memorize for that one Lit class she took at the community college, and it helped distract her. Mostly...

 

[a_libertine]

He spent the rest of the morning building the run for Kira. After he was done she would be able to go from bedroom to living room with a twenty foot leash to allow her some leeway to walk around. It was far enough to allow freedom but not enough to allow escape. It was strong enough he figured it would hold both his four legged and his two legged both at the same time.

After completing it he made himself a sandwich for lunch. He took the sandwich into his office after poking his head to check on Kira.

 

[Angeleyz]

After she had run through the poems at least twice, Kira tried to think of something else to occupy her time. She wasn't used to having this much free time, and desperately wished she had her phone. My phone! She wondered what happened to her phone, and excitement grew as she thought about her parents using her phone to figure out her whereabouts. That led to a series of fantasies in which she was rescued from this nightmare.

As the day wore on, Kira became increasingly more uncomfortable. She was sore in places she had never been sore before, and it took her a little while to realize the discomfort was centered between her legs. That, of course, brought her full circle to one of the things she had been trying to forget, namely the way her body responded to her captor.

Desperate to avoid that line of thinking, she tried to remember all the silly Disney pop songs that Ryan and Kim had insisted they listen to on the drive. That managed to hold her attention until her bladder began to make itself known, causing her to reluctantly call out "Hello?".

 

[a_libertine]

He was working on a particularly complex hydraulic system when he heard her tentative, "Hello?"

He got up and walked into the room and saw her discomfort. The sight of her though still rushed blood to his loins. She was sexy, with movie star good looks. He wondered idly if her good looks would ever fail to make his heart to start beat faster, or the blood from flowing to his cock. A part of him surprisingly enough hoped not.

His voice was warm as he asked, "Did you need something?"

 

[Angeleyz]

Kira had been watching the door, wondering if he was even around or if she'd end up having an accident. Just the thought made her anxious and she almost sighed out loud in relief when she saw him walk through the door.

Did you need something?

"Please," she began with a burgeoning sense of alarm, "I need to... please... May I please go to the bathroom?"

 

[a_libertine]

He looked at Kira a moment then nodded his head slowly. Stepping up he unlocked the kennel door and squatted down so that their faces were even. "Just like that, that is how I want you to act."

He stood and stepped back, "Your know where it is. "

He followed her to his bedroom and waited by the office door. When she came out he said, "CCome in here with me."

 

[Angeleyz]

For a moment, Kira thought he was going to refuse her request, and she almost broke down in tears. But then thankfully he came forward and unlocked the door, lowering himself until they were looking eye to eye.

Just like that, that is how I want you to act.

She choked down the sarcastic comment that almost slipped out, knowing that he'd likely slam the door shut and walk away. She nodded and scampered out when he commented on her knowing where to go. She didn't even bother getting up, crawling as fast as she could to the bathroom.

She came entirely too close to wetting herself, and sat on the toilet for a long time trying to make sure she was done. After cleaning up, she dropped back down to knees and made her way back to the hallway.

Come in here with me.

Biting her lip, she slowly made her way to him, stopping at his feet.

 

[a_libertine]

"What a sight," he thought as he looked down at the kneeling Kira. "Good girl," he said, his voice warm and appreciative. "Come on in here, and rest while I finish working today."

He sat down in front of his three monitors and glanced at Kira, "Come on," he encouraged. "You have been a good girl the last couple minutes, enjoy it."

 

[Angeleyz]

Good girl, come on in here, and rest while I finish working today.

Kira stayed where she was even after he went inside and sat down. She didn't trust him, didn't trust that warm, honeyed voice that praised her for being a good girl. She disliked it even more that she had seemed to respond to it, knowing that he was likely a hair away from going crazy on her again.

Come on, you have been a good girl the last couple minutes, enjoy it.

Since she didn't want to be locked back up in the kennel, she hesitated a moment before carefully crawling forward, knowing he was watching her every movement despite keeping her eyes on the floor. She stopped when she figured she was just shy of arms length.

 

[a_libertine]

He watched her as she warily crawled towards him and stopped a little farther away than he wanted. His voice was still warm and even, the baritone filling the densely packed office, "Closer, I won't bite you."

When she did, he reached down and caressed her face gently, even affectionately. "Things will get better; I promise."

 

[Angeleyz]

She inched a little closer, fully prepared for him to grab her painfully by the hair, but he didn't move until she was at his feet again. She flinched when he reached down, and was confused when all he did was to caress her cheek with the back of his hand.

Things will get better; I promise.

She wasn't sure why, but she suddenly had the urge to cry and had to duck her head while she attempted to get herself under control.