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A Week with Hunter: Night 3
It was another couple of hours before Hunter came back. I swear he was trying to tease me. The vibrator seemed to link itself to the others. When they struggled and moved more, it vibrated harder. Of course, they weren't exactly ones for struggling mightily, especially Ethan and Nate, who preferred to focus on resisting one set of ropes at a time. I'm pretty sure that the shower compensated for this by occasionally turning very cold to elicit a stronger reaction from them, based on the random mmpphs and extra struggles, which then vibed me harder as well. Of course, it was never quite enough to bring me off. Bloody typical.
When at last he returned, Hunter removed the vibrator and ungagged me, but left me hogtied there, watching me to see how I would react. He was back to his usual suave appearance, including a red smoking jacket for added luxury.
"Well?" I asked. "What now?"
"Oh, I just wanted to admire my handiwork for a bit," he replied. "You don't have to move on so quickly; we've got all night."
"We?" I asked.
"Yes, it's your contract after all," he sounded as if I should know what was going on ahead of time. "I always include a bit of downtime. Helps us get to know each other better."
"So why do I have to stay tied up in these tight speedos?"
"Because you're damn sexy like that. I have to take my pleasures where I can."
"And what exactly does that make you. Are you truly a demon, like your shop says?"
"That's just a matter of definition. Some would call me demon; others have called me god. Demon sounds a lot sexier though." He laughed at that last part.
"Right," I said. "And what exactly do you get out of this arrangement. You can't have much need for money."
"True, although I need some if I am to blend in with human society. I am a creature of pleasure, ecstasy and erotica; I draw sustenance from these things, like your breathe air. And your semen is to me a luxury as wine is to you. I find it ages just as well."
I scoffed. "Is that what you do with it?"
"Sometimes. I'm also fond of a good bath. I've collected enough from the four of you for that anyway. I could even put it in that shower if I wanted to."
I scrunched up my nose at the thought of that.
"Oh, don't be such a prude! You've not exactly been saintly whilst you've been here," he teased.
I decided to change the subject. "Are you the only... thing... like you?"
"There are others. None as successful and powerful as me, of course. They've all been hunted down and defeated. None of them can create the kind of operation I have here."
"Oh?" I asked. "Who are they?"
"Well, there's Jezebel. She made the mistake of targeting nobility. It's funny how the rich have a way of getting more sympathy than the poor. She drew the ire of a whole country when she kidnapped their king for her pleasure dungeon. Didn't re-emerge physically for a few centuries after that. Now she works as a divorce lawyer. She likes sleeping with the clientelle."
"Is this before or after divorce proceedings are filed?"
Hunter have me a knowing look. "Then there's Dante. Turns out society is a lot quicker to react when it's young maidens going missing. Only had chance to abduct two before the peasants tracked him down and destroyed him. I think he's an accountant now. There's a high staff turnover where he works - lots of affairs from what I've heard."
"So how did you avoid getting destroyed?"
"I was cautious. Women have never done it for me, so I focused on young men. Turns out society doesn't really missing strapping young farmboys. They get killed by wolves and such all the time. What difference did it make if one more went missing every few decades? I grew my power more slowly, yes, but I was never defeated. Then, I moved to this model when I realised just how eager society was for it. I tell you, I've got more horny 18 year-olds tied up to various milking machines now then I have had combined over the past few centuries. My fifty-year sex slave contract is my most popular after the weeklong experiences. It's grown my power so much that I can keep them for fifty years and then put them back where they were in space and time like nothing happened. No-one bats an eyelid."
"Fifty years?" I asked, bemused. "How can they possibly endure without going insane? Three days is hard enough."
"Oh, don't pretend you don't love it! As soon as you get a vibrator strapped to you, you're just as horny as anyone else." He wasn't wrong. " I find the time just flies by. Their minds have pretty much turned to mush after a few weeks. They tend to forget who they are as their thoughts turn entirely to being my cum-cows. Their minds return once they leave my realm and my magics subside."
I struggled to picture it. It hadn't occurred to me that I hadn't felt thirsty, hungry or sore for several days. All sense of time had gone. And this was after just three days.
"In fact," Hunter continued, "all of my captives came back after the weeklong experience. I have a discount for returning slaves." He looked at me and smiled.
"Oh, no," I said. "I'm not signing up for fifty years."
"Not yet. You also said you weren't going to drag anyone else into this."
"What?" I asked.
"Anyway, it's time for you to put my teaching into practice."
Instantly, he was gone, and the ropes binding me evaporated. I stood up and looked at my companions in the shower. Leather blindfolds had appeared and fastened themselves behind their heads. The shower was very steamy. I found myself drifting towards it without really thinking. Was I doing this out of free will, or was Hunter's magic controlling my desires?
"Hey, guys," I said, in Hunter's voice. "Ready for more?"
"MMPPHH!" was the reply. I noticed that they jerked their heads around, as if they couldn't quite be sure where my voice had come from. Hunter's magic could achieve some interesting things.
It felt like all my normal inhibitions had never existed. I had a burning desire to do as Hunter had shown me. "Let's start with you," I said to Daniel, striding up to him and caressing his cheek with my hand. "You've been waiting long enough."
"Mmph-mmmpph," he whined and nodded his head.
"Just remember, good things come to those who wait," I said. "You're not going to enjoy it if you go to quickly."
I gently ran my hands up and down his body, deliberately avoiding the speedo for the time being. I gently stroked him and rubbed his nipples. I was in charge here, and I could touch him anywhere I wanted. And I very much wanted to. He kept quiet at first, breathing slowly through his nose. As my hands moved closer to his crotch, his breathing sped up. Finally, I placed my hand on the front of his speedo, and squeezed his package gently.
"Mph!" he squeaked, as his cock seemed to stand upright.
I slowly walked my hand up to the waistband of his speedo, and gently worked it inside. "Oh, yes, that feels good," I said. "Soon..." I moved my hands around to his behind, and again squeezed it gently. It was firm, but soft. It felt good, especially as he let anothet squeak escape through the ballgag. I'd always been fond of Daniel; now it was time to see just how fond of him I could be.
"Mmmmm..." he sighed.
I firmly grabbed the waistband of his speedo, and tore it off in one tug. It didn't offer much resistance - probably something to do with Hunter's magic. I knelt down and lifted up his cock, inspecting it, sniffing it, licking it gently. He wasn't ready to cum yet, but it was a glorious sight. I wondered for a moment, before an idea came to me. Some string appeared in my hand, and I tied it around his cock and balls as a makeshift cockring. This would keep him hard and eager.
My own speedo fell away and disappeared as I stood up again and leant against him with my full body. His binds prevented him from pulling away or falling down, but that didn't stop him from trying a bit. He could do nothing to stop me from pressing my erect cock against his. I felt powerful. Mine was bigger.
"Does it feel good?" I asked him sensually.
"Mmmphhh..." he moaned in reply.
"How about now," I asked as I began to hump gently.
"Mmmmmm..." he continued, the warm water flowing around us.
Steam rose around us, making me forget the other two around us. It was just him and me, and he was mine. I placed both hands on his buttocks and squeezed again as we became one in that moment. I almost felt as if I was floating on air. I leant against him fully so that our nipples touched, and rubbed myself up and down against him. The water made it feel so smooth and natural. Without realising, I found I was kissing his ballgagged lips, letting the ecstasy rise up inside me.
I pulled away. Daniel was breathing heavily. "Mmmpphh-mmmppph?" he moaned as he searched for me, leaning his head forwards in the hope of finding my shoulder.
"Hmmmm," I said, "look at that precum. I thought I felt something going on downstairs." I knelt down and rubbed the tip of his cock between two fingers, letting the water wash away the precum. "Bear with me; I'll be back very soon."
I ignored Daniel's sad moans as I turned to face Nate. He'd always been a bit of a know-it-all. The sort of person who believed he had all the answers to the world's problems. Of course, here he knew nothing. I was the master here, and he - well - he was just my property. Of course, it was easier to act in charge when he couldn't see me. I didn't have to worry about my posture or anything else that might give the game away.
He tried to ignore my presence at first. I just stood there for a moment, his face level with my naked crotch. I allowed the water to run off my body and splash over him. He knew I was there, and had the temerity to try and be in control. I decided to wait until he blinked. After a long wait, he made the faintest muffled mph through the ballgag. Now I had him.
I slowly started rubbing my cock against his cheek. "Feel that?" I asked.
He said nothing, but tried to lean away from me.
"You're not going to stop me. I am in control here."
I heard what sounded like a scoff. This challenge to my authority bothered me.
"Alright, hot stuff, have it your way!" I said, vaguely threateningly. I grabbed the back of his head and held it still as I rubbed my cock all across his face, leaving faint trails of precum on his cheeks before the shower washed them away. I felt him resisting, but Hunter's magic helped me to keep him stock still.
"MPH!" he cried out of frustration. I had him now. I just had to push further.
"I'll be taking those," I said, pulling off his speedos. "This," I continued, grabbing his penis, "belongs to me now. Get used to it."
"MMMPPHHH!" he tried to shout, as he struggled mightily in his bonds, to no effect.
"I know," I said. "It's very exciting." I walked behind him and sat down, wrapping my legs around his kneeling form so I could put my feet on his crotch. I embraced him with my arms as well, gently rubbing his nipples. I started gently caressing his member with my toes.
"Mmmmm..." he moaned, more softly this time as the stimulation got to him.
"Tell you what," I said. "If you can resist me now, I'll think about letting you go."
This spurred some renewed fight in him, as I held on to his cock with my toes. His wriggles and fighting only had the effect of rubbing his cock harder against my foot, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Upon realising this, he stopped and tried to remain still as I started to caress him with my feet again.
"Almost there," I whispered to him. All I had to do was wait for -
"Mmmmmmppphhhh," he moaned gently. He was mine now.
I kissed him on the neck, before tying some string around his cock to keep him hard. "Wait for me, my slave," I said to him. "I'll be back."
What do to with Ethan? He had been there for me through thick and thin. I wanted him to love this as much as I did, but how to go about this? I decided to approach it in a way he did not expect. He was expecting a dominant and forceful character. I had to surprise him. I knelt down next to him on his right side, and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Mmmphhh-mmphhh," he said, confused. He tried to shuffle away slightly.
"I know Tim likes to do this with you," I said, remembering that I was still using Hunter's voice. "Since you're my property now, I wanted to see what it was like. I have to say, it does feel nice."
The mention of my name seemed to agitate him. "Mmmph-mmph," he said again, shifting about to try and get me to take my head off him. He was clearly trying to say that Hunter had no right to do this; this was Tim's privilege.
Oh the irony!
I kept my head where it was, and wrapped my left arm around his shoulders and held him tightly. I slowly ran my right hand down his torso, and inside the waistband of his speedos, and delicately wrapped my fingers around his cock. He was all mine. I pulled the speedo to make it easier to edge him, and allowed Hunter's orgasm synching magic to guide me as I edged him over and over again. It was pure bliss, as if our bodies had merged into one. Were it not for the ropes binding him, it would have been impossible to tell where his body ended and mine began, even sat side-to-side as we were.
"Mmmmphhhh..." he moaned softly throughout. It was the most animated he'd been all week so far. He only became more desperate as the edgings went on. I decided ten would be enough for tonight.
I slowly stood up and left the shower.
"Well done, my pupil," Hunter said. "Much better this time. You lasted a couple of hours. I think that deserves a reward to celebrate."
"Umm, thanks," I said sheepishly, as his magic wore off and my desire to pleasure my friends wore off. "What sort of - AH!" I cried as several ropes made short work of me, hogtying my as I had been before, minus the vibrator. I fell to the floor. "Wait," I began.
"Shhhhh..." Hunter said, as he pushed a ballgag into my mouth and tied it tightly behind my head. "You can ask your questions tomorrow."
"MMMPHHH!" I cried.
Hunter carried me back into the shower and gently placed me on the floor, so that my head was resting against Ethan's legs.
"Mmph?" he asked, as he felt my head.
"MMMPPHH!" I answered, as I felt the water gently wash over my face. It avoided my nose, so that I wouldn't worry about drowning.
"Let's get you four ready," Hunter said, summoning his milking machine. I watched as he placed the tubes over each of our dicks, as before. I summoned another blindfold, which attached itself to me, leaving me in pitch blackness, only able to feel the water on top of me, and Ethan's warmth at my head. "Sweet dreams, boys!" Hunter said as he switched the machine on.
"MMMPHH!" Ethan said to me.
"MMMPHHH!" I replied, as the pleasure of the milking machine washed over me. "Mmmmmm..."