CHAPTER EIGHT: "The Fox and Hound"
TWO SLAVES DRAGGED COLIN INTO THE ROOM. They stopped where instructed by
one of the Mistresses. His bondage had changed in preparation for his role in
"the game." He now wore a tight rubber hood, blocking his sight. His mouth was
still gagged, but with a cunningly designed dual-purpose gag. His mouth was
filled with a rubber ball, while a slender black latex dildo protruded outward.
Elbows bent, his wrists were chained at his waist, attached to a tightly cinched
leather belt. He could move his hands slightly in all directions. A strap hung
down from the front of the belt, its purpose obvious to all but the blindfolded
Colin.
The Mistress took his leash in her hand, and pulled Colin down to his
knees. Because of his bondage, he had to rest his head on the floor. Reaching
between his legs, the Mistress grabbed the leather strap, and pulled it toward
her. Expertly, she slipped the metal cock ring around his genitals. She pulled
on the strap, eliciting a grunt from the man kneeling before her.
Colin gasped as the Mistress plunged the butt plug into his hole. She
pulled the strap tight, forcing the hard plastic deep inside him, then cinched
the strap. Grasping the hairy "tail" which protruded from the butt plus, she
wiggled it around, making Colin moan at the most delightful sensations.
Lady Meranda smiled at the crowd of onlookers as she connected two
wires, one black and one red, to a small box on the back of the leather belt
around Colin's waist. Stepping back about ten paces, she held her hand high for
all to see the small pocket sized device she held. Deftly, she pushed a button
on the device.
Immediately, a red light glowed on the box attached to the slave's waist
belt. Still kneeling, his hips began to buck. A moan of intense pleasure could
be heard by all around. Lady Meranda smiled.
"Just a little toy," she explained to the crowd with a wicked grin.
"It's a remote controlled electrical toy. When I turn this switch, the butt plug
inside him begins to pulse. But if I turn this switch ..." She turned the
rheostat at the top of the box.
The audience oohed and aahed as Colin suddenly raised himself up on his
hands, his back arching, his pelvis thrusting, his cock suddenly engorged and a
vibrant purple.
"... our hound receives on his cock and balls, a small electrical shock
guaranteed to drive a slave wild."
The dominants in the room hooted and applauded at this unexpected show.
The assembled slaves trembled in fear and delight that their Tops might invest
in such a toy.
Colin collapsed in a heap, his chest heaving, as Lady Meranda turned off
the device. She looked over toward Julia and gestured with her latex covered
hand.
Julia was raised to her feet. The chain around her ankle jangled as she
stood.
Lady Meranda smiled.
"As you know, Mistresses and Masters, we're about to watch two slaves
play Fox and Hound." A round of applause. "First, the hound. A strong male, with
great equipment," She gestured at Colin, stroking his body. He shivered in
pleasure. "Then there's our fox." She stroked Julia's breasts. "A comely
creature, our fox, don't you think?" Lady Meranda hand trailed sensually down
Julia's body, making the girl wriggle at the touch. The Mistress' hand stopped
when it reached the fur between the girl's legs. Julia threw her head back as
fingers stroked her clit and hot slit.
The crowd applauded, eager for the show to begin.
"Some basic rules, Mistresses and Masters," continued Lady Meranda.
"Some of you have won the pleasure of joining in our fox hunt - remember, you
can encourage the hound by whipping him, but the fox is not to be beaten." She
smiled wickedly at Julia. "Not yet, that is." She continued, "if the hound can
catch the fox, he can have her, after which she will be punished. If he can't
catch her, then he will be punished. As you can see, just as in a real fox hunt,
the fox can see the hounds, but the hound cannot see the fox. He must hunt by
his sense of smell."
Lady Meranda withdrew her hand from between Julia's legs. She smeared
the girl's juices under Colin's nose. The crowd laughed.
"And now, let the hunt begin!" Lady Meranda stepped back, leaving the
two slaves, the fox and the hound, in the centre of the room. The gathering
formed a circle around the perimeter, Dominants stroking their slaves as they
waited for the "hunt" to begin in earnest.
Colin, the "hound", blindfolded, a furry tail hanging from his
hindquarters, a black plastic dildo for a snout, flexed his arms and discovered
he would be able to grab the girl - if he can find her.
One of the mistresses leaned forward. ""Come on, you lazy hound! Get the
fox!" she cried as she and lashed out with her whip. The long sinewy leather
struck her target across his left buttock. He jumped forward, instinctively to
his left. Julia the fox, eyes wide with the realization that even in his bondage
the male slave could still grab and hold her, moved away from him. The tether
chain jangled against the floor.
Disoriented in his blindness, the hound literally danced as slaps and
lashes urged him on. He twisted and turned, trying desperately to hunt and to
get out of the way of the unseen whips. Guided sometimes in the right direction,
sometimes not, he advanced toward the fox.
Julia backed away from him, stopping, then shifting her weight from
moved from side to side, uncertain of which way to go, sensing that inevitably
there was no escape. She stepped back as if to flee, and found herself in the
grip of one of the spectators. The Master pinched her nipple, than smacked her
on the ass. Julia jumped forward, almost into the reach of the hound. The crowd
cheered. Wielding their whips, the hunters urged the hound closer to her.
Colin stumbled as he reached blindly for the girl-fox. He heard her
squeal as his hand slid off slick rubber. He started with the realization that
he was hunting the red-haired slave he had so desired! Lust urged him on.
The assembled Masters and Mistresses reveled as the game of fox and
hound progressed. Julia barely escaped capture on several occasions, twisting
and turning out of harm's way.
Then the hound stepped on her tether. She was trapped! The onlookers
roared their pleasure, anticipating "the kill".
Suddenly the hound dropped down on all fours, thoughts of his prey
forgotten as a pulse of electricity roared through his captive member. Lady
Meranda turned to the crowd, smiling, holding the remote control on high.
Julia pulled with her ankle, freeing herself from her predicament.
Quickly she moved as far away as possible from where the hound knelt. Her eyes
were wide at the sight of his engorged cock. She felt her juices flow to her
innermost feminine core, as thoughts of being impaled on his throbbing pink and
purple flesh came unbidden to her mind. A small drool of saliva escaped out of
her mouth.
A mistress slashed at the kneeling hound, urging him to get up and get
on with the hunt. Blindfolded and bound, he struggled to his feet and began
wandering to and fro. He grasped a slave girl who was at the edge of the crowd,
pulling her to his chest. The watching Masters and Mistresses hooted and
catcalled, as Lady Meranda took charge of her hound.
"Not that one, you stupid dog!" she growled. Using her whip, she slashed
at the hound's thighs and buttocks until he was turned in the right direction.
"Now, get the fox!" she demanded.
Colin moved forward, grabbing at air. Julia sidled sideways, eyes always
on the slowly advancing male. Then he tripped over the tether chain that
attached to Julia's ankle.
The hound stopped cold in his tracks.
Julia dashed sideways, kicking with her foot, trying to get the tether
chain out of the hound's reach.
Laughter shook the room as the hound tried to stomp on the chain, only
to miss each time. The hunters used their whips artfully, causing him to jump
and dance, adding to the spectacle. Julia moved faster, trying to keep from
being pinned down.
Suddenly, she could not move her leg. She was caught! He stood firmly on
the tethering chain, reaching for her in his darkness. Inexorably, he advanced.
Julia felt his hand graze her arm. She turned to see where he was, and found
herself almost in his embrace. She twisted around, trying to pull away.
Too late! A strong hand grabbed her arm, pulling her backward. She tried
to wriggle free, but felt herself pulled closer to him. Then both her arms were
in his grasp.
She felt his heat as he pulled her close, his chest against her back.
His swollen cock pushed against her buttock. As she tried again to wriggle free,
she felt the hard meat slide into the crack of her ass. Instinctively,
lustfully, she pressed closer against him. A cheer from the crowd broke her
lust-filled reverie. Realization dawned on her - she was about to be fucked by
this stranger! Julia started to wiggle free from his embrace.
Stepping on her tether, the hound tried to hold his squirming captive
still. Her writhing was driving him crazy with desire.
"Doggie style!" some wag in the audience shouted. Then everyone took up
the cry. Lady Meranda twisted the button on the remote. The hound released his
prey, falling to his knees. Recovering quickly, he grabbed the tether with his
hands and pulled.
Caught once more! The hound flipped Julia over on her stomach, gorgeous
round white globes raised in the air. Crawling forward, he plunged himself
inside her hot wet core. Julia screamed aloud her humiliation.
A master in leather chaps, a g-string covering his crotch, shouted his
pleasure. He held a ticket aloft to cheers from the gathered dominants. He moved
forward from the crowd. He grasped Julia's hair, and pulled her face up. She saw
his purple-headed shaft approach her open mouth. She moaned in torment as the
two cocks invaded her at the same time.
The hound pumped into the fox, his reward for good performance, while
she worshipped the stranger's phallus as it plunged back and forth past her
lips.
The crowd applauded, enjoying the show.
