chapter 4 (more desires)

Craving 4 (more desires)

“Flip over, I'm ready for round two," she remarked, much like the player that she was.

I couldn't move, being bound like a sacrificial lamb hindered my mobility. If she knew that she offered no hint.

“Flip over, now,” she said, terror held me hard, I wanted to do what she asked but I couldn't do so as I couldn't move at all.

“Oh, you want to see what I can do huh? Well, I'll surely educate you.” she promised, “untie her,” she directed the werewolves surrounding me. One of them rapidly did so, I took in the air as if I hadn't been breathing and truth be told I was hardly breathing when I was sleepy. The tightness of the ropes constricted my breath.

“Look how adorable you look with those rope marks all over your body,” she observed with a smile, her eyes went all over my body and I shuddered under her stare.

“Foreplay is finished, let's get to the real stuff, I'm hurting all over for you already,” the minute I heard this I felt quite afraid.

She snatched my hand, bent them behind, and shackled them together, I moaned. She did the same to my legs. She snatched a mask off one of them and wore me. The only opening in the mask was a little hole to help me breathe, which I was quite glad for. The last thing I want is to pass out while getting used.

I was told to kneel, my legs which had been chained together were behind me, and so were my hands.

“Open your mouth,” I heard her tell and I did as advised.

But before she could do anything I heard footsteps, the way it sounded I knew without question that it must be someone with authority and not a low-level guard. Whoever it was moved right to us and whispered to her, I heard just pieces of their discussion.

“He just called, he'll be here any second,” the one who just walked in remarked.

“Shit! How will he visit without previous notice? That isn't how an Alpha should behave and I'm pretty busy right now, what am I expected to do?” the mistress’s voice resonated.

“Get this done in less than fifteen minutes and go up to set the house, alpha Ian isn't in at the time so we are both in charge,” he added, okay now I know who he is. He is the Beta, no surprise he marched in with such power. Besides alpha Ian and mistress ava, he is the highest authority in the entire pack.

“Fuck! I'll be right there, run and make yourself busy,” she responded, furious at being disturbed.

“You should go down there right no–” he started but she hushed him off instantly.

“Get the fuck out of here this instance! I said I'll be right there therefore I'll be right there, you can't tell me what to do, understand?” she inquired, her voice so loud that it made me whimper.

The Beta was clever enough to go along without saying anything, the mistress could be terrible when she's level-headed but when she is enraged, you best don't mess with her. I pity myself, the Beta had missed her off and has gotten away with it but there is no getting away when it comes to me, I'm trapped at her mercy every time.

Soon the sound of footsteps ceased alerting me that the Beta had gone out of the room safely, my pulse began beating once more at the fear of what she may do to me now.

She snatched the blindfold off, well, of all things I wasn't expecting that.

She loosened my bonds too, now I'm bewildered and scared all at once. What will happen to me now? I thought.

I stroked my hands over my wrists where I was shackled, there was a clear indication of what had been there. She removed the sports bra she wore and removed the strap-on dildo she still had on and tossed it away.

My initial assumption was that she was going to release me and leave, potentially to return later and continue what she began but that just wasn't the case.

“Lie flat, don't waste my time. I have the stuff to do,” she commanded, deadpan.

I did as directed, the last thing I want is to tip her off.

“Get me the rope, I'll do something fast and then I'll depart. Ensure to examine up the location instantly I'm gone,” she said and the werewolf guards bowed their heads like a puppet.

She took the ropes and climbed on top of me, she tied me up with the table, I had this foggy idea that I looked like some type of sandwich. Speaking of sandwiches I haven't had in a while, with my eyes shot I urgently attempted to envision myself doing anything else, I pictured myself in my room, alone, reading a book and it did help me remain put.

“Eat it!” I heard her say, I opened my eyes hastily and saw a clean shaved pussy right in front of my mouth.

Shit! This is one of the many things I despise doing, using the tongue I use to eat to lick the stinky thing. It isn't quite stinky in a genuine sense but it doesn't smell nice to me one bit, every time I do it the picture of her in a toilet giving out excrement via her anus and some excrete rubbing on her pussy as she attempted to wipe it off with a tissue paper comes to my mind. Gosh! It makes me want to throw up.

“I can't feel your tongue on mine? Are you daring me? You better don't, otherwise, I’ll treat your screw up properly bitch! Now go to work,” she cried, panic grabbed me again, I didn't need to be told twice I went to work at once, licking, devouring, sucking, and destroying her pussy with my tongue, it bothered me but the bottom line as it is, always, is that I couldn't get away from it despite my sentiments.