Neighbor in woods (For ingenue and throatdagger)

[Throatdagger]

"Now that is more like it." I say as I stretch the collar around your lender neck. I slide my hands under the tangled strands of your hair and fasten the clip of the collar. "Now you are mine. You will obey my every command if you have any hope of being released one day."

I turn and walk back to my chair, reaching in a side pocket, I pull a leash out. I twirl it as I stroll casually back towards you.

[Ingenue]

I can't suppress a shudder as you touch me. The collar - I try to tell myself it's nothing. Just something you're doing to hurt me, degrade me. It doesn't mean anything unless I let it. But even so, the feeling of soft leather fitted snugly around my neck.. no! I scrabble at it as soon as you turn away, trying to get the thing off me.

[Throatdagger]

Turning to see you tugging at the collar, "you had better leave it on if you know what is good for you." I threaten as I slap the leash against my legs. walking back to you, grabbing you by the collar and then snapping the leash to the metal ring. I let the leather end of the leash dangle between your breasts.

[Ingenue]

My hands freeze as soon as you catch me pulling at the collar. Tears are already welling up in my eyes; as I let my hands drop, I sniffle. The leash clicks on, degrading me further. A loop of leather hanging down between my breasts, which are covered only by the sheer dress you could rip off me at any second if you chose.

I open my mouth to protest, plead, try one more time to reason with you, and can think of nothing. "What are you planning to do to me?" I simply ask.

[Throatdagger]

I reach out and slowly slide my hand over the sheer fabric. My hand cups each breast as my lust spreads.

"My pet, I am planning on training you. I think you will serve me quite well. Now kneel down and rub your hand on my crotch. I think you know what to do."

[Ingenue]

"Training me?" My disgust shows through my tears. There's no way I'm going to touch your.. that.

"You've made a mistake - got the wrong woman. I don't know what to do, I don't know anything, and I'm not your pet."

[Throatdagger]

I yank the leash hard, making the collar tighten around your slender throat. "So you want to play hard to get; do you?" I walk across the room, dragging you like a disobedient animal. I open a drawer and pull out a long cylinder object with two prongs on one end.

I grasp the other end firmly and then press the two prongs to your side. Pushing harder, the cylinder buzzes as high voltage current jolts your body.

[Ingenue]

Pulling back against the leash, I end up physically dragged across the floor. Useless against your superior strength. While I'm still on the ground at your feet, something hits me, jolting through my body and for a moment I can't think or breathe. Can't even scream when I open my mouth, and my muscles don't want to obey me. I collapse to the ground. What just happened?

[Throatdagger]

Pet, that is just a taste of what will happen. You will listen and obey or I will do much more. Maybe next time between your legs. Would you like that?

[Ingenue]

I shiver, looking up at you. My voice cracks, barely above a whisper. "N..no. I wouldn't like that."

[Throatdagger]

I don't think you will. Now be a good pet and lay down on the bed on your stomach.

[Ingenue]

I look up at your face; I search it for any sign of mercy, any reason for hope. Nothing but greed and lust is in your eyes and I drop my gaze, unable to look into them any longer.

I start to get to my feet, but a strong tug on the leash halts me. Head hanging down, I head over to the bed on my hands and knees before climbing onto it. I choose to lie facing you rather than face away. I'd rather know what is coming, even if I can't prevent it.

The dress clings to the soft curve of my buttocks and my sorrowful eyes watch you, full of dread for whatever will happen next.

[Throatdagger]

I slowly climb on the bed and roll you onto your stomach. I pause, admiring your curvy ass through the thin dress before slapping your upturned butt. I flip your dress upon your back and then run my rough hand over your smooth ass. I savor every moment.

[Ingenue]

You are treated to fearful whimpers and quivers wherever your hands roam. When I feel you push the dress up over my back I moan and almost - almost - try to pull away and run.

[Throatdagger]

I chuckle as I see your skin shivering. A hard swift slap to your ass as my arms wraps under you. My fingers rubbing your clit as you shiver more. "My dear, just relax and I will show you what a good pet is expected to do."

[Ingenue]

I jerk and flinch away from the slap. "Please, I don't like it!" I whine as your fingers start to stroke my pussy.

[Throatdagger]

I laugh as I yank your dress down and pull you off the bed. I see the surprised look on your face as I pull you tight into my arms.

[Ingenue]

My eyes are wide, my breathing fast, my heart fluttering with fear; I can't get used to your unpredictability. One second you seem about to rape me, the next you're lifting me up like a ragdoll. Leaving me feeling like an object. Pinned tightly to you, I look up at you with scared eyes and just submit to the embrace.

[Throatdagger]

"Now my pet, you might as well get use to being my play toy. Trying to escape wioll only make me punish you so you might as well accept this as your new home and me as your lover." I say as I hold your breasts tight to my chest.

[Ingenue]

"Lover..?" My voice cracks on the word. I look away, unable to meet your eyes. You've raped and degraded me, violated me with your cock, and now you're talking about accepting this as the natural state of things?

It takes all my willpower to keep still and allow myself to be held when I want to twist away, run and scream. But who would hear me? What would I achieve? The way you said "punish" so casually just now gave me chills. I need to bide my time.