Page 43 of Little Fox


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I took deep breaths, willing myself not to hyperventilate. He reached under the bed and pulled out a leather bag. “Please, let me go.” I was begging now.

He unzipped the bag and pulled out a collar with a roped leather leash attached to it. I flinched as he fastened it around my neck. I yelped as he gave it a tug. “Mmm, like a wild animal… I can’t wait to fucking break you.”

He placed the leash down the length of my torso, the end of it hanging between my thighs. Why was I still not screaming for help? Was he right?

“I’m here to awaken your dark side, little vixen. And it’s about to get really fucking dark.” Raine peeled off his shirt, revealing his entire upper body tattooed from the neck down. His body was perfectly chiseled from his carved pecks all the way down to his washboard abs. I licked my lips without thinking.

He smirked and grabbed the leash between my legs. “Relax or I’ll fucking choke you.”

Oh, fuck. I could feel my eyes as wide as saucers as I realized what was happening. “You’re sick.”

“I’m creative,” he quipped back. “Now be a good little slut for me.” He wedged the leash between my pussy lips and slid it back and forth gently. “Lift those hips. I want to watch you slide up and down your leash.”

I couldn’t breathe. I was too close to the edge. Spasms spread to my clit. I was afraid to move for fear that I would completely fall into his control. “No.”

I jerked forward as he gave it a hard tug. With my wrists binding me to the bedpost, it felt like my neck was about to snap. I gasped as he pulled again, the war between my wrist restraints and my collar threatening to tear me in half.

“I’m not going to stop just because you black out from lack of air, little vixen. Play along and maybe you’ll enjoy it.”

He would actually choke me out and still fuck me. That I did believe. Fuck. And a part of me wanted to play. A sick and twisted part of me ached to. I was more terrified of being unconscious around this psycho.

I slowly inched my hips up as he see-sawed the leash up and down my slit. Soft moans began to escape me as the ridges in the rope kneaded against my walls.

“There we go. Such a good fucking slut for me.” He peeled my folds back so he could wedge the leash in deeper. “Behaving so well for daddy.”

My control was slipping farther and farther away. He tugged harder each time, forcing me to lift my hips higher to meet it so the collar wouldn’t choke me. Fear and adrenaline raced through my veins. Sweat beaded down my body. I was coming undone. My juices leaked out as the pressure built inside my clit.

I moaned as he wrapped the end of the leash around his wrist and pulled it taut against my slit, pressing it hard into my folds as I ground against it. “I want you so fucking raw that you beg me to spit on you.”

The spasms in my clit intensified even as the rough leather began to pinch and scratch. “You’re hurting me,” I breathed.

Raine snickered. “And you fucking like it. You’re going to like this too…”

I gasped to catch my breath as he released the leash. My chest heaved. Relief flooded me for a fleeting second. He swung the leash underneath my leg.

I shook my head. “No. I don’t want that there.”

Raine planted a gentle kiss on the inside of my thigh. “Say it again.”

“I said I don’t want this anymore. Untie me right now.” The truth was I didn’t know what I wanted. My muscles ached from being stretched. But my pussy was aching for release. I was so tired of fighting.

He wedged the leash inside my ass and looped it back around so that it would now rub against both my entrances. He reached over and unhooked the other end from my collar. “Now I get to have some real fun.”

I cried out as he pulled the leash tight and began see-sawing it back and forth through my ass and pussy. My juices spilled out as the rough leather scraped against my tender flesh, sending more spasms to my core. My hips betrayed me as I couldn’t help but rock them to his rhythm. I was so close.

And then he stilled, dropping the leash from his hands. He exhaled a slow breath against my wet pussy. “No, little vixen. You don’t get to cum yet.”

I grunted in frustration. “I hate you so much.”

“Good,” Raine murmured. He sighed as he untied me. “Maybe soon you’ll finally start to remember.”

I scrambled away from him and pulled the duvet over my naked body. “Remember what?”

He climbed off the bed and went to the window. “Who you really are…”

“Get out, Raine,” I yelled as I pointed to the door. He was insane.

He chuckled as he walked back toward the bed. I flinched as he leaned over me. “I’ll be back later, little vixen.” He planted a soft kiss on my cheek. As soft as his tongue was on my pussy. Fuck. He was bringing out so many different emotions in me, I couldn’t decipher which one was stronger. I wanted to hate him, and I wanted him to own me at the same time.

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