What do you all think about how much Ace has changed from when Kaiya first mentioned him?
Kaiya I’m not sure how long I have been in this attic. Sometimes, I’m shackled to the cross, others I am strapped to a table or bed. Ace’s minions guard me in twos or threes for my “bathroom privilege” which is essentially a bucket I relieve myself in, but Ace comes in person to force feed me and question me. He’s not gentle about handling me and though he has yet to do anything more sexual than the first day when he bit my breasts while caressing them, but he has suggested it many times. “If you are a good girl, maybe I will give you what you crave,” Ace has suggested, palming his erection through his slacks. He does not realize I only craze one thing right now and that is my freedom. Let’s not discuss how he always gets an erection as he whips me and questions me and handles me roughly. I believe Ace delights in my pain. He’s a sadistic asshole. Ace or his minions whip me and beat me daily, though they are careful not to damage me too much because they view me as fragile like
Dylan ‘The Little Mouse escaped during the attack!’ Ace snarls at me through the mindlink. ‘I have some ideas where to search. You search North towards the forest between here and Freepelt Pack and I will head south towards the forest there. We can have men search the city, but she is more likely to go north or so along the river,’ I reply. I remember Kaiya and her friend Amina spending a lot of time along the river on their day off, especially during the summer months, but Autumn has been creeping in and it nears winter. The river is far too cold to swim in at this time of year, even for werewolves and her wolf is either dead or very weak. I still wouldn’t put it past her to follow the river or to jump in if she felt desperate. What desperation would drive her to leap? What will I do if I find her? What will I do if I don’t? Goddess! Why does it have to be so complicated? If she would answer Ace, maybe…or at least I hope he would let her leave. I could carry her far away, where
Ace I carry Kaiya back upstairs to her dungeon and change her clothes myself. I’ll need her body healthy, even if her mind is not. She has an amazing figure, but that doesn’t make up for what she did to Rebecca. I might need to play with her more, though. Kaiya was always pretty and so fragile looking, yet she held up to our training sessions well. She never complained, at least not outwardly and often held a smile for me. I remember watching her through the windows one day as she cleaned the sitting room and admiring the shape of her slender form and how her curves were in all the right places. She was so pleasing to look at and so polite, so why are Rebecca’s accounts and memories so different. Rebecca told me of a time Kaiya sought her out in the school library telling her to stay away from us because she would find a way to make us her and wouldn’t have anyone get in her way, no matter what their rank. Maybe it’s because Kaiya wanted us to believe she was sweet and
Kaiya My eyes open to yet another day in the blasted attic and I am sure I can expect a visit or two from Ace, as usual. It grows tiresome, his taunting and constant edging between sexual play and angry outbursts of violence. He has yet to do more than caress and bite my flesh, but I fear he will not stop at that one of these days. Tears well in my eyes when I hear the creak of the floorboards beyond the door and the clicking of the locks being undone. Here comes another session with Ace! “Good morning, Little Mouse! I bring you scrambled eggs and toast. I have juice, but the coffee is for me. You don’t get coffee,” Ace hums in an almost sing-song tune. “If you are a good girl and eat up for me, I might reward you.” Ace adjusts the bed I am strapped to, so I am sitting, nearly upright as he usually does for feeding me. “I see you wet yourself during the night. Such a shame. That must be uncomfortable for you. I will need to give you a sponge bath, but for that, I need to give y
Rebecca I know Ace goes to his little pet every morning and feeds her. He needs her strength so she can bear his heir. I know he toys with her and his desires run almost as deep as his anger and hatred. That is why I encourage his trysts with the Omegas and even my best friend, Tiffany. I watch through the sheer curtains of the french doors dividing our living area from bedroom as Ace fucks Tiffany hard. I touch myself as I watch him toss her from her position on her hands and knees, quickly flipping her to her back and slamming into her with a vengeance. It turns me on not only watching their interaction, but knowing this little act of passion is causing that little red haired bitch unbearable pain! If I truly loved Ace, I would not stand for this, but he is a tool like any other. He is an ends to a means, like any man is. They are not worth the trouble of actually caring for them. But Ace does have a spectacular body and I know how to leverage mine to control him. Too bad, my wi
Dylan Meetings…lots of meetings! Our company is going down the toilets! Our CFO quit and now we need a new Chief Financing Officer. The previous one was embezzling for over four years. I fear we are sunk and if the business fails our pack finances fail. This is not how I wanted today to go! This afternoon, Ace is allowing me to spend some time with Kaiya in my suite before he moves her to a spot in the dungeons he had fixed up to accommodate her. He fears she will try to escape again, and wants to keep her safe, yet under his thumb. I leave one meeting to go to another. This one is with a newspaper contact who gives us discounts on running ads in the largest newspaper in our region. “Hi, Mr. Stevens!” I greet. “You know you can call me Joh, Dylan. I have known you since you were six years old,” My father’s old friend says. “I know, John. But I am here for business. We need to run another Ad for a Chief Financial Officer. Maybe we should add a new accountant, too. I am about
Kaiya What the fuck was that? I wonder to myself as I reel in the heat of what just passed between Dylan and I. I am uncertain what to think or feel. All reasoning has left me as the guards, Tanner, Ross and Jared all lead me to my new home in the dungeons, because I am a clever “Little Mouse”. Honestly, I think Ace lost the plot somewhere. He is not right in the head. Dylan, on the other hand…Dylan made my heart race and my body fill with a need I never imagined having. I need to feel his touch. I crave his hands all over my body, his kisses, his mouth. I want him to explore me and ravish me. I want to give into his most depraved desires. I have never felt this way before, not even when Ace touches me and my body responds to him, does this level of need strike me. ‘It is because Dylan was being kind and sensual,’ I think I hear the faintest, weakest voice mumble in my mind and then my headache takes over. “Is my headache caused by Lilly trying to re-awaken?” I mumble to myself t
Ace Yesterday evening’s interaction with Kaiya plays out in my mind as I sit between Rebecca and Dylan in the dining hall. Rebecca, feels ill and excuses herself, calling for her little Omega girl to help her to our suite, while I finish my meal next to the steel trap that is my brother. Dylan is as cold as a block of ice. How can Kaiya be turned on by that? Why don’t I make her as anxious to play as he does? I could see it in her eyes when I asked. She wants him in ways I want her to want me. I hate her and what she did to Rebecca, but I can not deny my desire to possess Kaiya and fill her with my seed. I am pondering this when one of the pack historian’s approaches. I listen carefully as he speaks to my brother. “Dylan, I found something important you need to hear. You and your brother both!” The Historian, Octavius I believe, says. “Yes, Octavius..then please tell us,” Dylan says with a hint of curiosity in his tone. “Hmmm…how do I put this lightly?” The historian muses. “Fra