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"That just shows how little you know, my little one. And who said anything about rape?" He asked.
"Um, that's obviously what you brought me here to do right? I mean, that's why I'm naked and cuffed. And you dressed me up like a dog and you are calling me a puppy because you are some kind of zoophiliac right?" I pressed.
He smiled. "I am happy to explain the pet part, but I do not think you will come to fully understand it just through me talking. It's not a beastiality thing. It's a power thing. And no, I am not going to rape you. I will fuck you, I will use all of your holes, I will use your body to please me, but not until you are ready. I won't ever rape you. My cock will not enter you until you ask." His voice dropped low, "And you will ask. Beg even. I am sure of it, puppy."
"Bull-" I started to protest but stopped myself. I just stared at the ground, trying to process the answers. I was scared, his answers did not placate me. And I felt guilty. I felt warm. I felt guilty because I felt warm in the place where I should not feel warm in response to my kidnapper threatening to fuck me. I'm sure my cheeks were bright red.
"This is not the only time I will allow you to ask questions, but it might be the last time for today. Do you have any more?" Daniel asked.
I decided to go for a simpler topic.
"How long was I asleep?"
"Ten hours? You woke up for a brief period about halfway through the drive. I let you out to go to the bathroom in the woods and drink some water, but I doubted that you would remember that. I drugged you again for the rest of the journey."
"What time is it?" I hated feeling like I lost time.
He looked at his watch. "3:00pm-ish." I nodded. I didn't really know how to respond.
"Can I have another drink?" There were a few sips of my drink left.
"Of course. If you ask nicely." He smiley boyishly. It made him look younger.
I almost did not reply. I did not want to give him any satisfaction. But I gave in.
"Please, Master, can I have another drink." Sure, my tone wasn't the most cheery and respectful it could have been. But I think he was just happy to hear me call him Master, even if it carried a little venom.
"Of course, little one." He held the bottle up and let me finish it in a few gulps. He patted my head and I resisted the urge to bite his fingers off.
We sat in silence for a little while. He read a book that was sitting on the coffee table as he finished his drink. I sat at his feet and brooded, trying to think of ways to get out of this mess. It wouldn't be today, or maybe even this week. But some time, some day, he would have to slip up. He would forget to lock a door or leave me alone for too long or he would hurt himself and need an ambulance and I would call 911 and they could rescue me... If he even has phone service out here.
My mind drifted to fantasies of kicking him down the steps and making him break his neck or leg or anything really. I'd leave him, I'd run away so quickly. I'd leave him as he begged for me to get help because he knew he would die out here otherwise. I would-
Daniel stood up and wrapped the leash in his hand. "Alright, little one. Let's get started."
I crawled behind him meekly as he walked towards the torturous looking side of the room. "Started with what?" Was he going to rape me now? Even though he said he wouldn't? Was he going to hurt me? Mutilate me? My pulse quickened.
He smiled. His face held a mix of pride, excitement, and ease.
"Training."
The word, his tone, and his confidence, sent a shiver through my body. But honestly, I could not tell if it was a shiver of dread or anticipation.
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Okay hope this is better than my original series. If you feel that I let certain details out, feel free to let me know. But I like to leave some general descriptions up to the reader. I want you to be able to put yourself in Cleo's place!
- COMMENTS
Anonymous3 months agoYou might have moved on to other things by now. I see it was quite awhile ago since you have posted. I just wanted to share that in this story, you capture the power dynamic - his dominance along with her frustration at being incrementally pressed further into submission - really well. NonCon can be difficult to get right and I think you nailed it this time. I hope you consider more writing. .... Also, I see another one of my favorite writers AlienLady commented complimenting your efforts. Kudos for lifting up another NonCon author. It's not the easiest genre to get plot, pace and erotica together. Thanks for the fun story and hope to see more from you!
Anonymousover 2 years agoI enjoyed the story and would really like đ more chapters. But this was certainly a good start.
AlienLadyover 2 years agoAwesome stuff! Don't listen to the haters. They really need to get a life rather than complaining about non consent stories being in a non consent category. We get it you prefer reluctance. Well some of us love nonconsent stories like this so don't make people feel bad for what they're into
Anonymousover 3 years agoIf you don't like it, then don't read it. I don't go onto sections of this site and read stories for things I don't enjoy, so why do that here? I loved this story and I'm excited to read the rest. Keep it up!
Anonymousover 3 years agoLoving this story so far! I like the pace, the storyline and the characters and emotions portrayed.
Also: Of course this is not supposed to represent real life, it's a famtasy/kink, some people really need to understand that
Romanbaabout 4 years agoPlease dont's listen to haters. They just not into this fetish, but I am.
It is really hard to find story about petplay without harsh shit, that totally destroyes interest for me. Most of them are real sick and they showing total unawareness about what petplay is.
Your story it what I am looking for and I even registered here to write my first comment on this site in 5 years of reading.
You captured this emotion of a petplay, it's core even. I like how master is saying about consent even though he kidnapped Cleo. He understands petplay, but could not find better way to show his intentions. Of course in real life it is inappropriate, but in fiction it's what is needed for a good story.
As an empatic person I like your description of Cleo's thoughts. Even those about decorating house of her captor showing her character. It shows how good she fits the role of a woman and that master shose right.
I could write a lot more but it's already too mush of a text for a comment. Hope my bad English is readable for you :)
Anonymousabout 4 years agoFor EVER reading a story like this is for the victim to escape and for the kidnapper to get punished or killed. This guy is seriously deranged.
I enjoy reluctance stories unfortunately itâs not a solo category, so inevitably have to wade through a lot of fucked up shit to find something that I want to read. There were a lot of unusual details as someone else has already commented, itâs a good detail that her internal monologue would be in overdrive.
How to react to a kidnapper is a difficult choice whether to cooperate and wait for them to make a mistake or whether to rebel from the outset. I dare say itâs only a choice that can be made when presented with that reality. Are we supposed to believe that sheâs going to fall in love with him and embrace being his pet?
I can understand the ârape fantasyâ aka a consensual non consent scene with someone you love/ trust but this fantasy is not something I can wrap my head around. Itâs NOT a prearranged non con scene, itâs weeks months or years. If I were in her situation i can honestly say it would be a 50/50 call between cooperation for a brief amount of time or finding a way to kill myself. Consent and freedom are too important to be ignored. I find it hard to believe that heâs not going to rape her, by kidnapping her heâs already proven he doesnât give a shit about consent.
Your kink is definitely not my kink. Best of luck with your writing but Iâm out.
Tess (UK)
Anonymousover 4 years agoI really loved your other series, I actually came back to read it again after thinking about it for a long time. What I had really loved about the other one was how sweet he was with her while still being firm. I feel like in many kidnapping stories the master is usually too brutal for me to be interested in it. When I saw that you were reworking this I was a little worried that it would be a retelling of the exact same story with things like grammar fixes. Iâm glad to see that itâs not the same thing and Iâm very excited to see where you take this. Already I can see a huge improvement in your writing! Pay no mind to the people who are saying this is sick, they obviously chose to read it and can choose to ignore it if they donât like it.
nthusiasticover 4 years agoNever want to be in her place!
As for the writing, youâre still telling too much. No woman sits in her bathtub thinking about her own brown hair. She knows the color. We donât need to know that then. Itemizing the clothes heâs packing, âoh good, he got the black shoes that go with that gown,â is not what Iâd be thinking. Later sheâs looking around the cabin thinking how much she likes the decorating, really? Ugh! Try to have her stay in the moment. You do better with the creep who took her. Guess itâs easier to imagine what the sociopathic narcissist would be thinking.
