She begged us to give her a sports bra for when she’s sparring. Alpha made her suck his cock for it. I miss the view of her breasts flying around, slapping her lower chest and each other as she tried to fight, but she was right. Ifwe actually want her to learn, her tits need to be covered.
Plus the fact that her piercings are still healing, though Charlie gave us the okay to give them a sucky sucky. We only let her wear it during that game, though. Red tried to push her luck by keeping it on, but one session on the cross with a cane and she never tried again.
I’m leaning against the wall as I watch Charlie and Red fight. Alpha is off in a meeting with some mob boss about a few jobs needing work. She won her gun game this morning, and if she pins Charlie again, she’ll win this round as well. We won’t have an actual reason to drag her to our dungeon.
Not that we need a reason.
Red has been more responsive to our touches and would probably fuck us without it being a punishment.
I bring her supper every night, changing it up between regular food and my type of food. She doesn’t even notice the difference between animals and humans.
After the night that Red got bars stabbed through her nipples, Charlie added a table to her cell. I also noticed a small black crystalsitting on it, and I feel it was C’s doing as well. The fucker is getting soft.
It’s been a week since we stopped chaining her to the wall when we lockher up for the night. I’m not a fool to believe she’s done fighting us. Red is simply waiting for the right moment.
Charlie gets slammed onto the floor and snaps me out of my thoughts. She has her legs wrapped around his neck and under one arm as she pulls back, executing a solid sleeper hold. When he taps her leg, she lets go and backs up.
Red has a huge smile on her face because she knows she’s won every single game today,for now.I look at her and smile as I give a mocking slow clap. “Well done. Your legs know how to do something other than spread for me.” That wipes the smile off her face, and Red huffs as she quickly removes her sports bra and hangs it on the hook by our masks.
Good snack.
“I won! I proved you guys wrong.” She beams and crosses her arms over her boobs. “Don’t I get a reward now? Isn’t that what happens to winners?” She questions as she raises her eyebrow.
“Yes, that would be the case if you won all the games, but we aren’t done yet. I have a newgame for you today.” I push off the wall and leave her there with Charlie while I go to the playroom. Digging around in the cabinet until I find what I’m looking for, then head back out. She looks worried when I step in front of her.
I pull a leash from behind my back, and watch as she tries to figure out what’s gonna happen. “I’m gonna put this on you then we are gonna go outside and play. Good pets deserve some time outside after all. Even prisoners get an hour of yard time.”
Before she can say anything, I clip the chain link leash to the ring in her collar. The scarlet leather matches her hair, and the little heart padlock finishes the collar. I have been looking at cute tags to add after she mentioned it during her tantrum. I removed the bell the day after her piercings.
The leash is only until we get to the yard. I don’t trust her not to bolt for the front door, but once in the back there’s no way for her to escape. I lead her to the stairs, and I have to give her a tug to get her in motion.
Charlie knows what I have planned because we discuss everything together, considering Red belongs to all of us.
Alpha thinks she won’t last 10 minutes, Charlie thinks 5 and I don’t think she’ll even be able tostart the game before she loses. It will be an easy 50 bucks for me.
I unlock the door at the top of the stairs and look back at Red. She’s pale and sweaty, the anxiety is pouring off her in waves. I don’t blame her because she’s spent over a month locked up in the basement. I’m sure the panic is from the unknown.
Stockholm is already starting to set in, but her preferring the basement wasn’t something I expected. Honestly thought she’d be happier to get out of that damp, confined space.
You’d think she was told that I was gonna put her down with the look of terror on her face. Well, maybe that’s what she thinks is about to happen.
I lead her through the house, heading towards the backyard that we set up for her. It’s all fenced in, and the back of the yard is on the edge of the cliff. If Red did manage to climb over, she would get ripped apart by the barbed wire.
Her head is on a swivel as we walk through the house, but Red keeps up with me. When I open up the sliding glass door to the yard, she pauses in the doorway. Her eyes laser in on the dead body on the ground. A mark that I took care of this morning before she was even awake.
There’s a duffle bag beside him. The pig is an older man with a big potbelly, greasy black hair, and his lifeless eyes are shit brown. He’s been leaking all over the grass and smells fucking terrible already.
“Welcome to the game, Red. Timeto learn howto dispose of a body.”
Chapter 32
The whole time he was leading me upstairs I was panicking. I don’t know how long I’ve been locked down in that basement, but I was scared to leave it. I’ve been playing nice and doing what I’ve been told.
Yes, sometimes I’ll sass or push my luck, and that usually ends with spankings, being whipped or fucked till my pussy bleeds.
I’ve come to enjoy the pain, and I still don’t understand why my body reacts to it. Anytime they’re near me, I'm horny, my body knowing I’ll get pain and pleasure. I crave both, I should hate them.
You do hate them!
