A chorus of the word “Yes” rang out.
“Settled,” Evston said, taking hold of her leash. “I’ll outfit her after dinner. Come, pet.”
The commander strode with them to a tree where Evston locked her leash onto a hook and sat her down on a large square cushion near several other chained pets.
“What if I’m too scared to run?” she whispered, her whole body trembling. “Will you let them all—”
“No,” Evston whispered. “But when the time comes, you won’t freeze. I know you. You’ll run.”
Her shaking worsened, and she turned her head away from him, speaking softly into the bark of the tree. “You had better be the ones who find me. I’ll never forgive you if you’re not.”
* * *
“Not a drop,” Rocurtsaid in a low growl as someone offered Evston a glass of liquor.
“Of course not,” Evston murmured under his breath. He took the glass, thanking the portly man in the bright purple mask who’d handed it to him. Evston waited until no one was looking before dumping the glass.
He would keep his head clear to watch things unfold. Not that he had left things to chance. He wouldn’t where the possession of her body was at stake. But it must feel real to everyone, including her since a lack of nervousness in a pet on such a night would be telling.
At the sounds of a crying girl, he and Rocurt both turned. A lovely pet with heavily engorged breasts was carried to the empty table top. There were small clamps on her nipples, holding back the creamy milk that wanted to gush from them.
“Please,” she begged as her arms were restrained over her head and her ankles cuffed to the ends of a bar. A tall man stroked the girl’s hair.
“Very soon, pet.”
“They hurt. Master, please!”
“That’s enough,” he admonished, shoving several fingers into her mouth. She struggled, tears leaking from her eyes. When ordered to, however, she sucked the fingers.
“He could gag her,” Rocurt said absently, staring at the swollen breasts and the softly curved belly.
“Must want us to hear her cries once it starts.”
“I need to learn these woods,” Rocurt murmured, glancing out at the trees. “But I’ll have a taste first.”
“Next year, that could be Melsint,” Ev said.
“Mmm,” Rocurt said, adjusting his cock as a group of men painted and draped the restrained girl’s body in food and sauces. “I’m hungry.”
Evston nodded, moving to the edge of the circle. There were so many men around the table, the girl could no longer be seen. He glanced around. All the pets who could were standing and leaning forward to watch, including his little deer. She was up on her toes on top of a large root, one hand against the tree.
The men had descended on the girl on the table, sliding hands and mouths all over her body, including between her spread legs. She begged and cried, until the moment the clamps were removed and men began to drink from her bursting tits. Then she screamed for several moments and finally began to moan.
She was dragged to the end of the table and the bar was raised into the air. Three lines of men quickly formed. One at each breast and one at the end of the table. Cocks were out and being stroked as they devoured and fucked her.
Nearby, a master called out that his slave was ready to service the group. The girl was tied down to a bench, her ass the highest part of her and covered in welts from an earlier whipping. A tall man in a red mask was the first to plunge inside her waiting pussy. The girl sighed and then moaned as he fucked her. The thrusts were so powerful, the entire bench rocked. A group of men smiled, stroking themselves and pulling deeply from the drinks in their free hands. When the first finished, another man quickly replaced him inside the girl, vigorously fucking her while her master fondled her swinging tits.
Other cages were opened, and pets were removed from them and placed on their knees on cushions. Most were made to lick and suck hard cocks, but some were forced down onto their hands and knees and taken from behind.
And all the while, his stunning girl watched from the tips of her toes, her hips moving restlessly. This spectacle excited her whether she was willing to admit it or not.
Eventually, he dragged his eyes away from her. Evston glanced around and noted that Rocurt was gone. He was in the woods. He hadn’t even bothered to ask whether Evston had a way to rig the hunt, which of course he did. His brother wasn’t looking for an unfair advantage. He already had one. Rocurt had hunted deadly prey all over the galaxy.
* * *
As Brande looked aroundthe clearing, she felt much better about her odds of evading capture. Many of the masters were drunk or passed out. Others had had so much sex that she doubted they would be motivated to chase her through the woods.
There were eight men besides Evston who did look clear-eyed and ready to pursue her. Two of them had not been with other pets, apparently having decided the hunt would yield the tastiest prize.
