Carnal Captive by Vonna Harper Page B

herself as the twin invasions pressed against her innards, demanding, promising and threatening all at the same time. She’d escape.
    Unable to concentrate on how that would happen, she imagined herself running through the forest. This was her desperate dream. She’d make it turn out the way she needed it to. The men would lumber after her, cursing each other. With e very fleet step, she’d put more distance between herself and them. The forest would embrace her, cooling her over-heated skin and provid ing her with vital shelter.
    She’d run for hours, long after she no longer heard their plodding footsteps. Finally she’d come across a creek where she’d kneel and drink sweet, cold water. It would be nearly dark by then, just enough time for her to spot the hollowed-out tree trunk where she’d spend the night. She didn’t have to worry about getting chilled because she’d grabbed her clothes as she was running out the door. As for food—
    A dark presence in front of her shattered the dream. She recognized Damek’s pale le gs .
    “You ready?” Reno asked. “Get her whole expression.”
    “I intend to , but first I ’m going to make a small adjustment .”
    Shari could hardly believe it when Damek unsnapped the chain from her collar. S he still wore the hated collar but being able to lift her head was wonderful. S he glared at Damek. He smiled back.
    “What’s going on?” Reno asked.
    “ Good news. S he still has fire. I don’t want to extinguish it, yet, but she needs to realize any kind of rebellion isn’t going to get her anywhere.” Damek clamped his thumb and finger over her nose, forcing her to suck in air through her mouth. She tried to whip her head to the side only to moan and stop because the pressure against her nose hurt so.
    “Do you comprehend what’s happening?” He didn’t let go. “You’re a wild horse, slave, a mustang caring about nothing breaking free, but we’ll break you of that nonsense . We’ve already started.”
    He twi sted her nose . “Apologize for that glare, meat . Now!”
    Do it. Give him what he wants ! “I’m sorry.” She didn’t recognize her voice.
    “Not there yet.” He twisted in the opposite direction . “The exact words I expect to hear are, ‘I’m sorry, Master’.”
    Master! No, not that. Pain pounded into her , replac ing fury with fear. “I’m sorry, Master.”
    “Beautiful word,” Reno muttered . “I never tire of hearing it. ”
    “Me either.” Smiling a wolf’s smile, Damek let go of her nose. Fighting not to sob , she let her head drop. “I do believe the slave is beginning to get it. Are you ready? ”
    “Ready.”
    One thing penetrated her self-disgust, Reno’s hands forcing the objects even deep er in to her. A humming sound began . Both plugs l eaped to life . She’d used vibrators, but her collection ran off AA batteries. The beast s inside her were so powerful ! P ossessed her.
    R aw energy flowed over her. She knew nothing except sexual stimulation, cared about nothing beyond heat and wanting. Release.
    “ That’s m edium speed,” Reno informed her. “Because I don’t have a cunt—“ he laughed. “I can only imagine what this feels like. How does she look?”
    Grabbing her hair , Damek pulled her head up. “ Don’t fucking move ,” he commanded. “Otherwise—“ He extended a hand toward her nose.
    Cowed , she managed to hold still while Damek took more pi ctures. Waves of unwanted yet thrilling electricity claimed her.
    “She looks like a cow trying to figure out how to escape one of those neck squeeze contraptions ,” Damek said.
    Reno laughed. He ’d done something to the dildo . I nstead of a vibration, the beast now work ed her vagina in waves. S he couldn’t regulate her breathing , couldn’t silence her gasps .
    “She’s getting into it,” Damek informed his partner. “Looking kind of dreamy.”
    “So you like this, do you?” Reno asked. A moment later a fierce pulsing sensation began in