Page 16 of Little Fox


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I nodded. “Yes.”

Saint handed him the end of the belt. “This is what she asked for.”

Poe crept around the corner. He knelt down and took my chin in his hands. “My pretty little pet… You have no idea what’s in store for you. But it will make you stronger.”

Grim tugged on my leash. “Time to see your new room, little fox.”

The cement steps would have felt colder if not for the numbness that was spreading through my hands and knees. Grim wasn’t gentle as he dragged me down into the darkness. When we reached the bottom, fear danced inside my belly. What did I ask for? The room was dimly lit with candlelight and a few torches. There was a small mattress on the floor, no pillow, but a small thin blanket. A fire blazed in the hearth so I wouldn’t freeze to death.

He removed the belt from around my neck, and I let out a deep breath. I hadn’t even realized how much air it had been restricting. “Crawl to your new bed.”

As I headed toward the mattress, a hard slap came down on my ass. I cried out, stunned.

“Faster,” he growled.

I scrambled for the bed and just as my knees touched its scratchy surface, Grim was on me. He flipped me over, pinning me on my back. “I will ask you one more time… are you really ready to play this game?”

I was afraid but ridiculously turned on. “Yes, I promise. I want to feel these things. Possess me. Treat me like you own me.”

“I do own you.” He growled again and roughly grabbed my wrists. He took his time locking each one up in a metal restraint that was attached to a chain. The other end was secured to the floor. Then he did the same to my ankles so that I was completely bound with no way to escape.

Grim stood and gazed down at me before turning away and heading back up the stairs. “We’ll see how long you go until you break, little fox,” he called down before he shut the door. I heard three locks click into place and then silence surrounded me.

I was alone, restrained, and I had no idea what would happen next.

It seemed like hours had gone by as I lay there shivering. I nodded off a couple of times, but a small creak would cause me to jerk awake, terrified someone was in here.

The longer they left me alone with my thoughts, the more my mind started to wander toward darker, more sinful things. I was at their mercy, and I knew them well enough to know that they would unleash their full depravity on me.

More hours went by, and I had no idea if it was night or morning. There were no windows or clocks here. I watched the candles flicker until they burned out. And then the torches. Not before long, the fire smoldered out and I fought multiple waves of panic. It exhausted me. I kept repeating, “I’m safe.” Then just as I began to close my eyes and surrender to sleep, a hand gripped my thigh.

I gasped and tried to sit up, forgetting I was chained to the floor. “Who’s there?”

The candles sprang back to life, as I met Grim’s cold blue eyes. “You didn’t think I’d let you sleep, did you?” His voice was gravelly.

I trembled as he crawled between my legs. He palmed my pussy, his hand cold as ice. “I can feel your pulse racing even in your cunt.”

I squirmed under his touch, desperate for him to rub me. But he just held it there. “This is torture.”

He smirked. “That is exactly what this is.”

I whimpered as he removed his hand. “Grim, please.”

“Shh. It’s okay, little fox. I plan on doing dirty things to you.” He peeled back the lips of my pussy and stroked the inside. “So slick… so pretty.”

I turned my head and moaned, my body trembling with need. His finger circled my entrance. The realization hit me. This was a game. And I had a role to play. Something came over me that instant. I pulled my legs together and scooted up the mattress.

Grim snickered. “Now this is going to be fun.” He yanked my hips back toward him. I screamed as he pinned each of my thighs down with his knees. He shoved his finger deep inside my pussy. “Such a noisy little slut, aren’t you? We’ll have to do something about that.”

A deep moan escaped me as he hit my G-spot. “Fuck, yes.”

“Shut the fuck up.” My breath hitched as he shoved a pair of my own panties in my mouth—the ones I’d had on in the garden, coated in my own cum. I took a deep breath through my nose as my nipples pebbled.

Grim leaned hard on my thighs with his shins. “Fuck, you are a sight right now.” He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. “Look how fucking hard you make me.”

My belly fluttered as I watched him stroke himself. His smooth fingers traced up and down his shaft. He grunted and growled as he worked himself faster. I watched with a hunger. With an ache. I moaned into my panties as his cum burst out in thick hot ropes. He jerked himself off over my pussy, his hot cum dripping down into my slit like warm honey.

“Mmm… so wet and sticky.” With two fingers he smeared his cum all over my folds.

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