Piper Hughes

Michael grinned as she watched Piper say goodbye to Riley. He could practically feel the pain emanating off of Piper, and he practically ate it all up. He could torture her for 100 days and probably never get the same amount of pain. As her attention snapped back to him, he only chuckled at her response. “No? You’d rather stay in denial?” He chuckled enjoying how raw each emotion she felt was. She was clearly on edge, and he was here to continue pushing her. It had been a while since he gave a prisoner this much attention, but Piper was worth it.

“Again with the death wish.” He let his hand roam over her belly, moving to cup her breast, squeezing it tightly. “I have no use for dead sluts.” He grinned as he pressed another button turning on the projector on the screen in front of them. “Your mother said the same thing after your father’s death. I knew you would be just like her.” He said as the screen flickered on to show the two adults tied to chairs. It was clear that they were about to watch an execution, by the words the two were saying. As Michael walked into the frame on the screen, Michael worked Piper’s pussy harder. “You should be thanking me for letting Riley live. You don’t realize how lucky you are, do you? I think it’s past time you do.”

A grunt of displeasure fell from her mouth as he grabbed her breast. Without thought, she winced in pain at his grip. She hated his touch. Hated the sound of his voice. All she wanted was to be rid of this monster and free. She’d vow to never hunt again, if only... but she knew that would never happen. He would never let her go. He was having too much fun with her. Her body tensed at his words and that familiar feeling churning in her stomach rose again. He knew which buttons to push to get a rise out of her and she had to figure out a way to counter him. She would have all the time in the world to think things over, unless he didn’t plan to leave her alone with her thoughts long enough.

She remember she still had the fork hidden under her mattress and wondered if she could reach for it. She wondered if, somehow, she could get that utensil and ram it into his jugular and be free of him.

Looking at the wall when the projector started, she shook her head at what she was seeing. “NO,” she yelled not wanting to witness the execution that was going to take place in front of her. As his assault on her cunt seemed to increase, she grunted in pain. As much as she hated him, he was right with what he said. She was thankful he let Riley live, but she also knew he had other motives for doing so. “That I can agree with,” she muttered. “Thank you for letting him live.” It was those last words that caused a shiver to run down her spine. What was he about to do to make her aware of how lucky she was. Lucky. “Yeah, right,” she thought to herself. Making an attempt to appease him, but assuming her words would be in vain she began rambling. “Wha-, what are you going to do? No, I do. I realize how lucky I am. Please. You have me where you want me. I have no choice but to do as you wish. Isn’t that enough? Just do whatever it is you plan to do. Pimp me out. Beat me, I don’t care. Just let this insanity stop. Don’t hurt anyone else. Please. Just me. Just use me.”

It was a little sad how easy it was to manipulate these two. Michael almost thought about keeping Riley around more often, just because it would make Piper doing anything that much easier. At least Piper seemed to recognize how easy it would be for him to kill Riley anyways if he continued to push his luck. Fortunately for Riley, Piper didn’t allow that to happen as she finally seemed to find the nerve to fall in line once more.

Michael hummed at her outburst, listening to each delicious word. The fact that Riley was there and recording made her confession worth it. Turning to look at the camera with a grin, he knew he had everything he needed now. Addressing the camera himself he let out a low chuckle before giving his final remarks inviting any brave hunters to seek him out if they’re interested in learning more. With a wave he indicated for Riley to stop filming before turning his attention back to Piper. “Both so eager to die. It’s a miracle you hunters last a day. No. Killing you would be such a waste.” Turning his attention back to Riley who had finally stopped filming and was clearly holding back his rage was quite amusing. “Go on and show them in full. I’ll know if you didn’t.”

Riley didn’t know what to say. Was there anything he could at this point? Sorry didn’t quite cut it, and there was nothing he could promise. He might never be back, and his last image of Piper would be her derogatory words on herself and begging to die. He would live the rest of his life knowing he had put her there, and it was almost too much to bear. “I’m sorry.” He said simply before picking up the equipment and turning to leave, not able to stay for any longer. He knew if he did he would do something he regretted and make things even harder on Piper. As Michael watched him leave, he moved his hand to fishhook Piper’s mouth, grinning as he continued to pound into her. “Your mother said many similar things in her position after I killed your father. Like mother like daughter I suppose. Would you like to see what you have waiting for you? Do you want a glimpse into your future?”

Piper’s mind was spinning and her head was numb. It was as if he had put some type of spell on her, but she knew he hadn’t. Yet something was playing with her head. Maybe it was just the fact that she spoke those horrible words for Riley to hear. She hated that name and yet knew she would be branded with it for as long as the monster kept her his prisoner. That’s what she was to him. Nothing more. The bile churned in her stomach and she was almost certain she would vomit. Instead she swallowed the lump in her throat knowing that he would do something to her if she did lose control of herself. She was certain that he would be angered even more if she did vomit on him.

Her body began to shake as tears continued to flow from her swollen eyes as she watched Riley turn to walk away. “No,” was all she could whisper in an effort to plead with him to stay. She couldn’t fact being alone in that house with her captor without Riley there. He made the torment somehow more tolerable. “Please,” she whispered as a follow up. The tape didn’t matter to her. She knew he would show it to all her coworkers and they would see her completely exposed and weak. She just couldn’t bring herself to care. If they chose to contact Michael to use her, so be it. Again, she didn’t care. It was what she was now and she couldn’t escape him. The finger fishhooked in her mouth made her growl in anger and she tried to bite it, to no avail. She gave her head another violent shake as he spoke to her and she froze when he asked if she wanted to see her future. It was inevitable, she knew as much, so at that moment, she knew her answer to him could wait.

With one last burst of energy she called to him one last time. “Riley!” Watching as he slowed and paused for a moment before turning to look at her, she dared not say the words she wanted to speak. She wouldn’t let the monster hear her say them, but her eyes met Riley’s and held his gaze for a brief moment and she knew that he knew. Despite her predicament and the place she was, she loved him. She would always love him. That would keep her going. It would have to.

Her attention was brought back abruptly to the actions being forced on her. She let out another growl and tried to buck him off her, as she couldn’t stand the feel of him next to her any longer. “NO,” she screamed. Knowing she was trapped with him was enough. He would do what he pleased anyway, no matter what she agreed to or did  not agree to. If he wanted her to see a glimpse of her future, he would force to see it. “Please,” she pleaded. “Please kill me.”

Michael should have expected some resistance when he brought in Riley. It was always a gamble, but he just couldn’t help himself. The idea was too tantalizing to pass over. He could sense the fight building inside her, so it wasn’t entirely a surprise when she started struggling and trying to elbow him off of her. He dragged her hands behind her back, putting her arm in a lock, aggravated even though the hit didn’t hurt him. He pulled up just a little so it hurt, grinning at Riley daring him to do something. “I can’t be stopped. You should understand this by now, but I guess you still need to learn that lesson.”

He shook his head with disappointment. “I thought I could expect better from you, but you can’t even admit what you are to the world.” Using one hand to hold her arms behind her he used the other to drag his hand across her face, smearing what was left of the cum there onto her lips again. “Say it or I’ll kill Riley, and everyone else you know. You’ll have to watch him die a slow and painful death if you won’t admit what you are.” Riley swallowed hard not giving the warlock the satisfaction of seeing him beg for his life. “Do it then. Kill me already. I won’t let you use me as leverage.” Michael only laughed at his words. “You don’t get to choose, only she can. You’re leverage whether you want to be or not.”

As he pulled her hands behind her back she grimaced at the pain. “Ouch, you fuck,” she spewed at him. Continuing her meek struggle against his strength, she stopped dead when she heard his words. A gasp feel from her mouth as she looked at the camera and Riley holding it. “No. Don’t,” she pleaded. Her head shook back and forth and she squinted at Riley to plead with her eyes for him to stop. She was afraid that if he antagonized the monster any more, he would kill Riley even if she did obey the order.

Tears pooled in her eyes and she took a slow, deep breath as she steadied herself. Now she looked behind the camera lens and through it to Riley. Clearly she couldn’t see his eye behind the viewfinder, but she knew he was focused on her. She bit her bottom lip, as she fought back the urge to vomit. The last thing she wanted was for Riley to hear her say that horrible name. “FINE,” she screamed at him. “I’m fuck meat, okay? Your stupid, helpless, trapped like an animal, FUCK MEAT! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW, MONSTER?” The venom in her voice dripped with hatred. She vowed in that moment that she would never, no matter what he did to her, never say that she loved him. She knew it was his goal, but if she had any strength left in her, any will at all, he would never hear those words from her mouth. The tears that pooled in her eyes were now flowing down her cheeks. What more would he do to her in front of Riley? What more would he make her to for her colleagues to see?

“You might as well kill me, monster. Kill me and get it over with. I will never be what you want. You’ve made certain of that. You will have to kill me now, or maybe I’ll do it myself. I HATE YOU. You are vile and loathsome and no one could or would ever love or be devoted to you. Not of their own free will. You disgust me,” she ranted without conscious awareness of what she was saying. The words just came as if she was programmed. They weren’t registering with her brain and she didn’t even know if the camera was still filming. “Kill me, monster. Show them what you can do. Put on a show for all of them. Make your example of me and let me go...in death.”

This was definitely the worst night of Riley’s life, far worse than the night Michael had shown them his true strength. Michael was definitely lauding how useless he was on purpose, and to be a witness to this monstrosity was heartbreaking for the mentor.

Michael chuckled as Piper tried to do a silent wave clearly not trusting her voice at a time like this. He could understand why when all of her previous colleagues would be sure to see this video and from the very first frame know what to expect. He was sure her disappearance was quite the talk among the hunters. “I’m sorry about my little pet. She’s usually much more vocal, isn’t she?” He said giving her leash another pull, making sure the block letters on her collar were clearly visible for the camera to see. “Tell them what you are now that you belong to me.” He wanted the camera to capture the name she hated so much falling from her lips to be seen by every member she had once held in such high regard.

He enjoyed having her against him, the touch feeling so personal. “I wonder how many of your colleagues will enjoy this little gift of mine to them. Can you just imagine how many will touch themselves to this ludicrous display? I’m sure there are a lot of them after how much you teased everyone.” He whispered in her ear just for her to hear. He spread her legs apart, pointing Riley to lower the gaze, so that he could spread her lips for the camera to capture it all. “Make sure you get a good look at this cunt you all missed out on. Maybe if you come and beg nicely I’ll consider letting some of you have a taste.” He grinned looking at her. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”

When he pulled on her leash she grunted a harsh “Mph,” at the pull. Then came the instruction for her to say those words into the camera. She couldn’t do it. She wouldn’t. “No,” she whispered. The fight was building in her and his wanting her to say that in front of Riley was more than she could bear. “I won’t,” she jerked against the leash. She knew this meant he would probably start over, but she wasn’t going to make any of this easy for him.

She tried to move away from his touch, but it was difficult in the position in which he held her. When he spread her legs further apart, she resisted with as much strength as she could muster. “Stop it,” she growled. “Just stop this,” she said as she tried to move, but couldn’t. As she continued to calculate her movements and just how much room she had to move, she realized that he left her enough room to elbow him. With just the right amount of force, she quickly jerked her elbow backward into his crotch, hoping to catch him off guard. Once she made contact, she attempted to twist herself out of his hold so that she might be able to run down the hallway again. It was an effort in futility, she knew as much, but she couldn’t let Riley see her so defeated and hopeless.

Riley was fuming as the man returned hating that he didn’t have more time with Piper. Maybe he had made things worse by coming here. He didn’t want her to know so much about how all of this happened, but it seemed that there was no choice. He couldn’t lie to her after everything they had put her through, and it just hurt to take the fight away from her. She had always been so fierce and that was why he loved her so much and was his favorite from an early time. His fury was only increased as he saw the lewd name strewn across the collar that was being put on Piper. His fists clenched and it took every fiber of control for him not to deck the demon. Even if he knew it would do no good, it would at least feel good.

The lettering gleamed brightly in the lights, drawing as much attention as possible. It was just as gaudy as the room, and Riley could only wait on them as they got in position. Riley couldn’t handle watching Piper cry, watching the tear fall as he humiliated her and him by making him feel so useless. Riley closed his eyes preparing himself for what was to come. He had to do this the first try or he was sure the warlock would make them do it again until it was right, and he couldn’t put Piper through that.

“Let’s roll then.” Michael said almost cheerfully with a chuckle as he indicated for Riley to start filming. “Greetings, hunters. I’m sure you may have noticed that one of your own has been missing the past few days, and I’m here to show you just what happened. Say ‘hi’ to your friends.” Michael said with a tug on her leash. “This beautiful fuck meat is here to show you just what will happen if you don’t fall in line. Who knows? By the end of this video some of you may want to come and free her, and by all means I invite you to try just that.” He chuckled turning his attention back to Piper. “Now, I’m sure most of you are more interested in what’s going to happen next, so I don’t think I’ll make you wait any longer.” He tugged the leash again this time pulling her up so that her back was flush with his chest. His arms snaked around her, one hand cupping her breast and the other worked its way to her pussy. “Tell them how much you love being my pet.”

With a quick glance, Piper could see the disdain on Riley’s face and knew what was going through his mind. He hated all of this as much as she did, but he was holding himself back. She knew it was so he wouldn’t make anything worse for her.

When Michael instructed her to say hello to her “friends,” she gave a small wave without speaking. She was afraid her voice would crack and she would betray her own emotions if she did. What she wanted most of all was to appear strong and in control, despite the collar and tear-filled eyes. As she listened to Michael speak, her breathing became more shallow and her chest heaved with every breath. It was obvious he was taunting the hunters to try to come for her. She was sure that if they did, they would meet the same fate or worse at his hand. He would capture them and probably sell them off, like he did her mother. She couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else falling into this fate and certainly not because of her. If there was any way she could have indicated for them not to do that, she would have, but if Michael noticed, he would certainly start over again.

Her head jerked at the tug of the leash as she was pulled up leaning against his chest. She closed her eyes in humiliation as he moved his hands over her body, knowing that her colleagues were going to see this awful display. Hearing him instruct her on what to say, she bit her bottom lip and tried to feign a smile for the camera. “Yes, Master. I love being your, your p-p-pet.” It was the most difficult thing she had to say, though she was certain there was worse to come. Her eyes tried to not look at the camera, but every once in awhile, she would look directly into the lens for a brief moment. Her eyes dead and hopeless. Just going through the motions. It was as if she went into an alternate state of mind just to allow herself to get through what he would do to her. 

It was all to much for Riley to take in, especially given the situation they were in. He had never let himself think about the two of them together like that before, but now it was all he could think about, and the fact that she was completely nude did not help in any way. Worst of all was the way he felt when he had to tell her he would be useless against Michael. He had never been so disappointed in himself before, and the fact that he was too weak only made him sick to his stomach. If he tried to save her, he would only make things worse for her, and he couldn’t lie to her, giving her false hope. That would be just as bad as betraying her again.

Nothing hurt as much seeing Piper drop to her knees in front of the warlock, knowing just how much she had always hated them. He could only imagine what he did to get her so obedient so quickly. It had barely been a few days since she disappeared, and already he was treating her like a toy he had had for years.

Michael grinned not worried in any way the time they spent together. “I’m glad. The last thing I want is for him to be uncomfortable.” He pulled out a collar with his favorite nick name for her written in big silver letters. “I got a collar for you. We want to make sure people know just what you are.” He grinned as the words ‘fuck meat’ were plainly visible on two lines when he tied the collar tight around her neck.

“I hope you have a steady hand Riley. We’ll do this until you get it right.” He smirked as he pointed for him to stand in front of the bed. “Get on the bed then slut.” He pulled out a thin chain leash hooking it onto her collar. “Starting to look like a real slave, isn’t she?” Riley only gritted his teeth, not making a sound as he stood where the warlock had indicated. Moving Piper to face Riley, he took his position behind her, tugging on the leash so she would be looking right into the camera. “Let’s get started then shall we? No need to waste Riley’s time.”

Piper knew all hope was lost when she looked at Riley. If anyone could save her, it would be him. Seeing the resignation on his face was more than enough to tell her that all hope was lost. She knew, in that moment, that the warlock was more than her old unit could handle. That was, most likely, why she had been sold out. He’d promised to leave them alone if they turned her over to him. It was too easy of a solution for them to pass up. She understood that now. She was collateral damage. An irrelevant. A means to an end. It was the price to be paid, but it was just unfortunate for her to be the bargaining chip. She couldn’t blame Riley. She knew there were powers that be higher than him who made the decision. In the end, he probably had no choice but to go along. “It’s okay, Ry. I get it,” was the last thing she said before Michael returned to them and she was on her knees.

When she saw the collar he held in his hands, tears welled in her eyes. That fucking name. She hated it more than anything and that was probably why he was doing this to her, and in front of Riley. Now she couldn’t, wouldn’t even be able to look at him. Not with that around her neck. She obediently moved her hair aside as he fixed the collar securely around her neck and a tear fell to the floor. She couldn’t say anything for fear of what he would do, but it almost burned her when he put it on.

At his instruction, she got onto the bed and watch as he fixed the leash to the collar. A soft whimper fell from her mouth as her transformation seemed complete now. She was a human pet. Collar, leash and all. It galled her and she thought she might vomit, but she swallowed the lump in her throat and waited to see what the sick bastard was going to do next. As Michael pulled on the leash, she moved until she was sitting in front of him again and he was holding the leash which would control her movements. Though she was facing Riley, her eyes looked just past him. It would appear, if Michael noticed, that she was looking at Ry, when in fact she was not. She couldn’t bear to. She was still looking for a time to fight, but it didn’t seem he was going to give her a chance. It was important to her that Riley saw she hasn’t completely given up, yet. But while her thoughts raced through her mind, she made sure to focus on trivial things that would mask her true thoughts. She didn’t want Michael using them against her or more importantly, against Riley.  “Yes, Master,” she answered his question. “We don’t want to waste his time.”

Riley had always prided himself in his professionalism, and strong sense of will. All of that came down just from seeing Piper in such a state. He was helpless to stop himself, even though the monster that had stripped everything from him, including Piper was sitting right behind her with his hands all over her. There was anger and resentment to be sure, that he was touching molesting someone he had tried so hard to protect. What he wanted to deny was the sense of jealousy he was feeling as well. The thoughts were so improper, he had to look away in shame, hoping she wouldn’t see what she did to him from afar.

There was an awkwardness to Riley’s actions that had never been there before he met Michael. The jacket he tried to drape over her was as much for him as it was for her. It was hard for him to talk when all he could do was think about how much he wanted her every time he looked in her direction. The casual way she called him master didn’t help either, but he had to focus. There were much more important things to worry about. He nodded his head slowly, none of his training preparing him for any of this. He had certainly enjoyed the view of her training before, but that only made him feel so much guiltier now that she was in this situation. His silence was his only answer, as the guilt weighed down on this. He had begged the council to consider any other option, but in the end, he gave in too, and that was betrayal enough in his mind.

His hand rested on top of hers as it found his cheek, the usually stoic man holding back tears. “Why are you telling me this now?” He said knowing it would make everything that much harder. Had he really been so blind or had he simply refused to see the evidence? “You deserve so much more. You reminded me what it was to actually live, instead of just fighting.” He shook his head as she urged him to enjoy it if he made them do what they both clearly suspected was in the cards. “How can I enjoy it, knowing what I know?” He’d hate himself for ever allowing himself to do this but if that’s what she wanted, he would do it for her.

He looked away hating his weakness. “I know what he can do.” He said. It had been very quickly established that the warlock was practically omniscient and omnipotent when they had met him. Her pleading to help her cut more deeply than any wound he had ever felt before, especially since he wanted so desperately protect her. “You weren’t there when he came for us. There was nothing we could do, and we had the full strength then. I would do anything for you, but I would only make things worse for you. We were always his play things, but it seems he grew bored of us.”

Already the door was hissing open and Michael strode in, smile broadly on his face. “There we go. That’s so much better isn’t it?”

She didn't know why she was telling Riley about her feelings now. All she knew was that she needed him to know. "It's not fair of me, I know, Ry, but I wanted you to know. If we never see each other again, I will always love you. You will be the first and last man I ever love, of my own will." The last part was added as she remembered the Michael told her that she would love him. She couldn't imagine it being real love. It would be some sick conditioning or training that would mimic love, but it would never be real love. Not the love she felt for Riley. It didn't matter what she deserved now. Nothing mattered much anymore. She wasn't sure anything would ever really matter to her again. There would come a time that all that would matter would be what her Master wanted. She would be gone and become a shell of herself.

Hearing Riley's word and seeing his eyes begin to well with tears, she fought back tears of her own. "Hold on to that, Riley and live life to the fullest. For me." She understood what it was he was saying about not being able to enjoy anything they might be allowed to do together. She also knew that she could enjoy every minute of it. "You can, Ry. Just block out his presence and focus on me. On us. It will be the most wonderful time I'll ever have, I'm sure and we'll have that to hold onto. Though, I don't expect you to not move on, obviously, but you'll have something to remember me by." She shook her head with a bit of a resigned look. "I'm only hoping he will allow that, you know. He may not give us anything at all. He may just want to make you watch him use me and photograph it," she said softy as she pointed to the camera. A heavy sigh fell from deep within in chest. "Oh god...I don't want that. I don't want you to be stuck with that in your head. I'm sorry, Riley. I can't say what he will do. Be prepared for anything, really. It's hard to say. Whatever gives him his sick jollies and causes us pain and anxiety, I'm sure.

Seeing him turn away at her pleas for his help, she knew all was lost. If Riley had no hope for being able to rescue her, then there was no way anyone could. Looking to the floor, she gave a slow nod in understanding and gave his hand a squeeze. "I understand. It's okay. I had to try," as she finished her sentence a tear rolled down her cheek.

Hearing the door, she backed away from Riley so as to not give too much away as to what she was feeling and more importantly, what she was thinking. She managed to focus her thoughts on Michael and gave him a small smile. "Yes, Master. I think that helped us both relax." Stepping into the space between the two men, she knelt on the floor and then asked, "What can I do to please you and your guest, Master."

“Glad to hear it. You’ll make me proud too, I’m sure.” Michael said right before Riley was revealed. Riley swallowed roughly when he saw the sight in front of his eyes. He had no illusions as to what Piper would probably be subject to when the deal had been made, but seeing it was not something he had prepared himself for. He hated that the warlock was clearly playing games with them by having him bring a camera. It was all a reminder of just how much they were beholden to the warlock’s demands. With the sight displayed in front of him, he could only guess at what Michael wanted.

Michael was grinning ear to ear as he observed both of their reactions. The way she shuddered under his arms was enough to betray her thoughts, though he had not been entirely worried about her reaction. His arms wrapped around Piper were for Riley’s benefit making sure there was no doubt he knew she belonged to Michael.

Her curt ‘sir’ snapped his attention back on her, and specifically her face. He realized just what was covering it just as he saw the way her tongue darted out to taste the warlock’s cum since it could only have come from him. He wanted to be disgusted at the sight, but even worse was how he felt about himself when he realized just how aroused he was. His slacks were already getting tighter, as she brought her tongue back into her mouth with the monster’s seed.

Riley had certainly thought of Piper before, watching her train in those tight workout clothes. It was wholly inappropriate, and so he had never allowed himself the fantasy. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he tried to turn his attention back to Michael, speaking in the steadiest voice he could manage. “What is it you wanted me to do?” Riley asked as he held up the camera the warlock had so specifically instructed him to bring.

There was so much tension in the air his laugh easily cut through it. “You both need to relax.” Michael turned his attention to the warlock, who was slowly running his hand over the Piper’s belly gently as if trying to sooth an upset stomach. “Come closer, Riley. I promise not to hurt you.” He paused for a moment before continuing when Riley didn’t move. “Should I give you some time alone? I’m sure you have a lot to catch up on.”

Michael turned towards Piper once more, whispering in her ear again. “We can’t do good work if he’s as stiff as a corpse. Get him to relax, but try to save the fun parts for when I get back.” He gave Piper’s ass a smack to get her to stand up. “When I get back, we can get started. Don’t worry about me listening in. I trust you’ll both behave while I’m gone.” Michael strode out the door with Riley watching him the entire way. The moment he was out, he rushed over to Piper trying to drape his jacket over her shoulders. “I’m so sorry, Pipes. I never meant for any of this to happen.”

Piper could see that Riley was getting aroused by the sight of her. Her nakedness and the messy state were both something that most men would have enjoyed subjecting her to. She knew that men found her attractive and many have even voiced some of the things they would have liked to do to her. She never imagined that she would find herself in exactly one of those situations. Even more unlikely to her was the fact that she was in this situation with the monster she was hunting. Now she was sitting here naked in his lap, covered in his cum with her former mentor looking on with a camera in his hands. Her gut churned at the predicament she was in, but her mind and body were responding to her capture. If ever there was a chance for escape, it would be with Riley, but surely Michael was smarter than to leave any opening for that to happen.

There was a part of her that wanted to cry and beg for Michael to allow her to leave with Riley. Seeing him in that room with her, she wanted to run to him and seek protection in his arms. Her desire for him was stronger that it had ever been and yet she knew that nothing would ever come of her feelings for him now. Michael would see to it that never happened. What exactly was Michael's plan for Riley with the camera? Was he going to use her and make Riley photography it? Good lord she couldn't think of anything worse than that. For a split second, she felt weak and thought maybe of begging Michael, once again, to allow her freedom. There was still a glimmer of hope burning in her.

Watching as Michael walked out of the room, leaving them alone, she wanted to embrace Riley, but was certain that he wouldn't want to be too close to her. If it wasn't for Michael's cum on her face, she would have kissed him with all the passion that she'd ever felt or probably ever would feel again. When Riley covered her with his jacket, she quickly removed it and placed it over a chair. "No, Riley. We can't. Master wants me like this and if he's watching, he wouldn't be happy that I covered up. It's okay. I'm not embarrassed." She gave him a slightly uncomfortable smile and added, "Just enjoy the view." Not knowing exactly how it was that Michael wanted her to get Riley to relax, especially after instructing her to leave the fun parts for his return.  "Don't apologize, Riley. There's nothing that could be done. Just please, whatever you do, do not tell me that you had any part in this vile plan for me. I couldn't bear knowing that you sold me out that way. If you did, that's fine. I'm accepting my fate now. I just don't want to know for sure that you had a part in it."

She reached up to rub his cheek softly. "Did you know I was in love with you," she asked softly. "I not only wanted to learn the job from you, I wanted to be with you, Riley. Maybe it was just a schoolgirl crush, but we could have been great together. Now," she paused with a sadness in her eyes, "now, I'll never know love. Just servitude. I'm a slave to him. I'll survive, so don't worry about me, okay? Just relax. Do what he says, and if he gives us a chance, allow yourself to enjoy it. I know I will and will hold it in my heart forever, Riley. Do it all for me, okay?" Then she decided to offer a bit of advice for what it was worth. "And Riley, I've picked up that it seems he can read minds. Be careful what you think. Don't give him any foothold to gain an advantage over you. And please, Riley, please, whatever deal was made with him, do what you can to go back on it. Save me from him, please. Somehow. Some way. Help me." She didn't know if Riley would take the chance, but she had to at least try. Otherwise, she knew she would be spending a very long time with the monster.

Her hair was still drying from her shower and already she was a mess again. Just the way he wanted her and just in time for their guest. “There you go. Good timing as well.” He grinned since everything is good timing when people revolved around his time. Get squatted down in front of her, tilting her chin up so he could examine her and his masterpiece. “Remember what I expect of you. Make your mother proud.” He sat back on the bed pulling her up to sit on his lap so they were both facing the door. His hands spread her legs so that they would have a perfect view of her cunt as they entered. “Come on in.” He called out to their guest unlocking the door mentally. “I think you’ll recognize our guest.” He whispered into her neck smelling her freshly showered body mixed with the smell of their sex. “He was a mentor of yours, and some might even say a father figure.” Michael grinned as he continued to nibble on Piper’s neck as Riley walked in with his camera as instructed. “Piper…” Riley trailed off softly as he saw his protege in the hands of the monster he tried to train her to fight against. “I’m sorry we had to see each other in such bad circumstances.”

Michael continued to hold her from behind, draping one hand around her belly, and the other down her cleavage, palm splayed out across her sternum. “Quite the reunion, wouldn’t you agree?”

Hearing his instruction to her, she answered, “Yes, Master. I’d rather make you proud.” When he invited their guest in, it was the last person she’d expected to see. When she laid eyes on Riley, she gasped softly and shivered in Michael’s arms. She couldn’t take her eyes of the man that mentored her as a blush colored her cheeks. He took her under his wing and trained her, giving her the fullness of his knowledge. Now she could only wonder if it was he who was involved with selling her out to her Master. This man whom she was so fond of and was attracted to at one point. Did he land her in her current situation. Giving him a small nod of recognition, her voice failed her. It felt like there was a log in her wind pipe and all she could get out was a slight whisper. “Sir.” Keeping eye contact with the handsome older man, she opened her mouth slightly and licked some of the dripping cum from her lips.

She knew from the way Michael was holding her that he expected her to do something rash. He was holding her tight enough that she couldn’t move or fight. That was not what she was planning to do. No. She wouldn’t embarrass her Master in such a manner. If she did, the situation would be very unpleasant for her and make him look bad. She would do what he wanted of her, no matter how challenging she might find it. In response to his question, she nodded. “Yes Master. Quite the reunion.”

She seemed eager to make up for her mistake, and he was willing to see just how much she could put up with. He had to admit he was quite impressed with how well she was taking his cock. Not a single whine or look of discomfort as he pushed himself deep into her throat and held her there. “I knew you had it in you.” He said with a grin as her tongue moved in the limited space left. He wasn’t surprised she figured out just what he had planned for her since it was quite obvious from the clues he left behind. There was no point in him holding back since they could be here at any moment, and he would always be ready no matter how many times or how recently he came. He only wished he could have cum deep in her throat, but that would have been a bit of a waste. “Here you are slut. Another good coating.” He didn’t want to tire her out too much since they still had so much to do. He pulled out holding her hair steadily, waiting for her to finish him off with her hands. “Claim your prize then.”

She hummed around him as he spoke to her. Even though the words were not what she would have expected for praise, she took them that way. There was a feeling of satisfaction in knowing that she was becoming what he wanted. With ever action that she completed for his pleasure, she was losing a little more of herself to him. It wasn’t something she expected or even wanted, but here she was, taking his cock like a prize whore and enjoying it. Even anticipating him cumming on her face and presenting her to guests was giving her a thrill. Another hum from her when he mentioned coating her with his cum. She loved the feel of his hand in her hair holding her head in place as she took his cock in her hand and jerked him until he shot his load all over her. Keeping her mouth shut so that she wouldn’t be tempted to take any in her mouth, she looked up at him with lust in her eyes as she waited for his release. “Please, Master, cover your slut with your cum. Give me that precious prize, Master. Thank you for the honor of wearing your cum.” As she spoke his cock twitched in her hand and shortly after, she felt the warmth of his load covering her.

“I forgive you.” He said as if it was some great favor and gift he was giving her. “I know humans can be curious, but know that I will tell you what you need to know when you need to know it.” He cupped her cheek smiling. “I know you’re trying, but I expect better.”

At least he could always count on her to give a good blowjob. He smiled as she took him in her mouth, putting that experienced tongue of hers to work. He let her work on him for a little while at her own pace. Without warning, he grabbed her by the back of the neck, pushing her all the way down to his base. He held her there, wanting to see how long he could hold her before she struggled. He had promised her a mess to look like a slut, and he was going to keep his promise.

She smiled softly at his words of forgiveness. They were a comfort to her. “Yes, Master, of course,” she replied to his assurance that he would tell her whatever she needed to know. “I hope I haven’t disappointed you. I will do better. My apologies.”

When he grabbed her head and pushed himself into her mouth, she almost panicked. Before she did, she took a deep breath through her nose and allowed herself to relax. She knew that he wouldn’t suffocate her and he was testing her. Calmly, as she relaxed, her throat opened up to take him and she continued to breathe through her nose. She hoped that he would find this pleasing and be proud of her for being able to take him so confidently. While he held himself in her mouth, she was able to move her tongue just enough to massage his shaft, hoping to bring him close to release. If he was going to make her a mess for the guest, or guests, and looking like a well-used slut, surely he was planning to cum on her face. She found herself excited at the idea and soon she felt herself getting wet with anticipation.

He grinned, knowing it wasn’t what she asked for. She took it very well though, not whining or giving any indication she was unhappy with the result. “Very good. Your mother would be proud, seeing you so obedient already.” He grinned unable to help himself as he pushed the button he knew would get to her.

Her curiosity was understandable, but he didn’t want to ruin the surprise just yet. “You may not. You’ll find out when they arrive. You have much more important things to focus on at the moment.” Watching as she crawled her way towards him, he let her take him slowly. “I haven’t decided yet. It will depend on you. Asking so many questions isn’t a good start though.” He warned her, patience wearing a little thin.

“Forgive  me, Master. I don’t mean to question you. I’m just curious. No more questions. I will learn to trust your plans for me. I promise.” She wanted to assure him that she was trying her best. “I will do whatever you wish, Master.” Her resignation was almost complete. She was fighting her natural urges to buck against him, but she knew that would be in vain.

Without any more questions she took his dick in her hand and licked him slowly from his base to his tip. Then circling her tongue around his tip, she flicked her tongue over the top of it for a few seconds before putting him in her mouth and sucking around his tip gently. After a few gentle sucks, she took him all the way into her mouth until she felt him hit the back of her throat. Beginning to find her rhythm, she moved along his shaft sucking and licking him with each up and down movement. “Mmm...” she hummed over his cock as she wanted to pull every drop of his cum from him with her work.