The Daring Prey by S J Lewis
Last year, Alexa Marx made her first trip to the unique resort town of Gordburg, in order to participate in an equally unique competition between herself and three female athletes. She won that competition, and with it a side bet that she and her competitors had made.
Now she's headed back to Gordburg. Her stated reason is to beat an old record she'd only heard about after she'd been captured. She has other reasons, though. Thanks to Will Longstreet, who had captured and trained her, she learned the pleasures of submission, and she's hoping to recapture the thrill of being hunted, captured, and made to submit at the hands of a strong and dominant male once again.
Last year, she'd participated in the competition in the undeveloped area north of Gordburg. This year, she plans to make a splash in the more popular and populated territory to the south of that town, getting herself noticed and talked about in every one of the little hamlets strung out along the way. If all goes well, she is sure that after that there will be any number of male hunters eager to capture such a bold and daring female. She feels sure that she will be able to elude them long enough to break that record. Once she's done that, she can look forward to enjoying her captivity and training.
In her travels, she discovers that there are kinky subcultures in Gordburg, including Girl Catchers and Pets, and an area not on any of the maps where pleasure and pain are inextricably linked. She discovers that one team of skilled hunters has made capturing her their special project, and also that one of her competitors from last year has returned to Gordburg specifically to foil her plans and punish her. In the face of all this, can Alexa achieve all of her goals?
Includes: graphic sexuality, including straight, oral and anal sex, domination and submission, bondage and all the wild enticements of Gordburg!
"I saw you this morning," the man said without any introduction. "That was a nice piece of broken-field running."
"Uh... thanks," Alexa said. Explaining that she'd been lucky would take too much time, so she let it go at that. "So you know who I am?"
"Yes, I do," he nodded and took a sip of his drink. "Saw you last year, too, in that cage. You've got a fine body, Alexa Marx."
"I keep in shape," she said. "But who are you, and who is she?"
"Ah," the man said. "Please excuse my manners. I'm Jacob Farmer. I'm a girl catcher, and this here is my latest catch." He gave the blonde's head a little shake and she made a snarling noise behind the gag.
That was the second time today she'd heard the term 'girl catcher'. Will had never mentioned it to her, and she was beginning to wonder if he'd left out anything else. He probably had.
"And you're allowed to bring her in here like that?" she asked.
"It's part of her early training," Jacob replied. "She's a feisty little thing, and she needs to get used to being kept naked in front of men. I cleared it with a proctor. Care to have a better look at her?"
"Uh... no, thanks," Alexa replied after a moment. There were already plenty of naked females to look at around here.
"Have a look anyway," Jacob offered. "Up, Anne." He gave her hair a surprisingly gentle pull, and Anne slowly and gracefully got to her feet, still glaring. Once she was standing, Alexa couldn't help but look. The blonde had an exquisite little body, every bit as trim and toned as hers, but on a smaller scale. Her hips flared out in sweet curves below her waist. She had small, round breasts tipped with coral-colored nipples that looked like fleshy little knobs pointing ever so slightly upwards. Alexa had a sudden impulse to reach out and touch the female's body to see if that peaches and cream skin was as soft and warm as it looked. She managed to resist the urge.
"She was a gymnast," Jacob said as he slowly pushed Anne back down into her previous pose. "Still keeps in practice."
"What are you going to do with her?" Alexa asked him, thinking that this would be a very strange conversation almost anywhere else in the world.
"Find a good place to break her down a little, give her some training, then take her back to Gordburg and auction her off," Jacob replied.
"And... you get paid for her?"
Jacob chuckled. "I get paid in Gordburg credits," he answered. "And she gets half of whatever she brings credited to her account.. That's how some of us manage to afford coming back again and again."
"I see," Alexa nodded. Will had already informed her about how that worked. "But what do you do in real life?"
"Not really any of your business now, is it?"
"Sorry," Alexa apologized. "This is only my second time here. I'm still learning the customs." She looked down at Anne. The female was keeping perfectly still, her eyes closed.
"Care to tell me a little about your run-in with the Anderson boys?"
"What? Oh, yes. They kind of surprised me," Alexa said. "I was pretty sure I could outrun them, but I almost didn't."
"Different girl catchers have different styles," Jacob commented. "The Andersons'll run a female into the ground before they move in and take her. She's usually too winded to put up a fight for a while, and by then it's too late. Me, I like to stalk 'em." His eyes were fixed on Alexa's: Penetrating, intense, and unreadable as a professional gambler's.
"Are you thinking of stalking me, Mr. Farmer?" she asked.
"No," the man replied. "No offense, but you just aren't my type."
"Well, for one thing, you wear your hair way too short. Suits you, but it don't give a man anything to grab hold of." Jacob gave Anne's head a small shake. Her eyes flew open and she made a snarling noise.
Alexa couldn't help smiling at that. She'd let her hair grow out before she'd gone to visit Will, and when he'd grabbed her by it she'd been so immediately and so intensely turned on that she'd simply frozen in place, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted. It had been such a powerful moment that she'd wanted to keep it special, which was why she'd had it cut again once she'd returned home. In the back of her mind the thought still lingered that any other man might provoke the same reaction in her simply by grabbing her hair, and she didn't want to find that out for sure. She wondered how Anne felt about it.
"Besides," the girl hunter went on, "I like 'em smaller and blonder. Mind you, if you happened to come into my possession I wouldn't just turn you loose. I can see you've got a wild streak in you, and I like a challenge. But I got to warn you, the Andersons are probably gonna come after you."
"Really?" Alexa felt a thrilling little chill at his words. "Why is that?"
"You got away from them," Jacob replied. "You didn't just get away from them, you did it with lots of people watching. Hurts their reputation. And they like challenges same as me. They get hold of you, they'll put you through the wringer, sure as shit."
"Thanks for the warning," Alexa said. She finished off what was left of her whiskey with a quick gulp and felt it burning on its way down her throat. All of a sudden getting a good night's sleep in the barn sounded as unappealing as it did impossible. The Andersons already knew she was here, and it was entirely possible they were on their way here right now. She could stay safe from them simply by staying inside the safety zone until they got tired of waiting and gave up, but that wouldn't help her achieve her goal, and she didn't think they'd be all that easy to discourage anyway.
"Thanks for the company, Mr. Farmer," she said as she stood up.
"My pleasure," he replied as he looked her up and down. "Best of luck to you,"