Day 9 (afternoon)

You woke up the next day from the sun pricking in your eyes through the leaves, you lazily get up and do some stretches before looking around for your capture. You hadn’t tied her up last night but you didn’t expect any escape attempts from her and she couldn’t move much regardless so you weren’t very worried, altough it was still a dumb mistake to make.

Luckily she was right where you left her sleeping Peacefully. Now that the sun was up you noticed just how much punishment she had already taken. Her face was perfectly fine but the hardened goop was covered in small scratches leaving exposed skin. Not even mentioning the bits of dirt sticking to her (altough that was to be expected after being dragged on the floor for such a ridiculously long distance).

You decided to prepared some food and water for yourself and her whilst looking at the map of the area you were in. Annoyingly you just now noticed how close you were to camp, a mere 2 kilometers more and you would have been there. Of course there was little you could do to check your map last night but it was still annoying. The positve was that you could go pickup the package you had delivered there. But that would come later, fist you had to decide what to do with the your masochist.

You put away the map and walked over to her taking a second to watch her sleep and enjoying the rising and falling of her generous bosom under the black skintight suit. After that you took a position to loom as much as possible over her before rudely awakening her with a poke in the ribs from your boots. You didn’t do it hard or anything but its far from a comfortable way of waking up, more importantly you made clear that you were the one in control.

Suprisingly when she opened her eyes there was still no sign of her being done with pain, in fact she looked like she wanted more.

“Get up” you commanded.

Normally this would be a trivial command but due to her tight bondage she couldn’t use her hands at all (not even as leverage) and even bending her body would require a decent amount of effort. Even so she managed to do it by pressing her face against the floor and rising her ass in the air.

And in a sadistic impulse you gave her a push with your foot just as she was getting up causing her to fall over with a groan of frustration as all her progress disappeared. And you did it again the next time she got close. After repeating this one final time you finally allowed her to sit upright.

You would have left it at that if it weren’t for the muffled little ah-ha she proclaimed on finally sitting upright. And so you pushed her over one final time.

By the time she was sitting upright and you were satisfied her cheeks were red, her breathing hard and she was struggling to stay upright. Whether this was from arousel or simply the intensity of this seemingly simple task you couldn’t tell.

“Dont speak” you told her as you removed her gag and finally gave her some food and water which she greedily gulped down. Once she finished eating and drinking you gave her another bottle of water (she seemed really thirsty) before taking a seat in front of her.

After sitting in silence for a few minutes you were pleased with her staying quiet and began speaking in a mostly normal tone (still maintaining a hint of your dominant voice).

Last night I told you to think carefully about what to say today, I assume you took my advice.

Yes master.

Holy mother of deer that voice, it was fantastic. This was the first time you heard her voice (aside from the mumbles) and it sounded so pleasing, pleasing and... submissive. What a strange character she was. A body that could rival any model (without genetic modification), a pretty face, smooth voice. If it wasn’t for the masochism she would be every mans dream (if you would even consider masochism a negative). How did she end up as prey when she no doubt would be able to find countless people willing to follow her every wim. And not only that but she called you master, she was practically yours already. But first: we must hear what she has to say.

And... have you decided? Would you rather I claim you, or would you prefer me to play with you?

Looking up and straight into your eyes she responds: I am at your mercy, master. This **** wishes only to be yours to use as you see fit.

Is that so? You said as you slowly stood up and walked over to her. Once you stood in front of her you continued: perhaps I want to be mean today. Would you resist me? Would you resist me if I decided to be mean to you?

You could see a small smile forming on her face as she softly said: no... I wouldn’t.

As she finishes speaking you quickly put your boot between her breasts and push her onto her back causing her to gasp in suprise.

She was looking intensly into your eyes as you increased the pressure on her chest. You then bend down increasing the pressure even more, you can feel her work for every breath and spoke: your answer pleases me. but as I said before: im feeling mean today, open wide.

She complied and opened her mouth which you quickly filled with an improvised gag tied around her head. You then removed your boot from between her tits and stated: today you will be bait. You will help me catch more prey, and then you will be discarded. Is that clear? She nodded.

Good

After that you sat down against a tree with your legs spread out and lied her down between your legs so that she was leaning against your torso. You then took your foldaphone and Stretched out your arm so that it was in front of her face, meanwhile you looked with her over her shoulder.

Now we are going to find a place to place the bait, mumble once if you think its a bad spot, twice if its a good spot, and try to escape me if its a really good spot.

And so you spend the next few minutes with you pointing at random locations while your bait occasionally mumbled. Until you found a spot that got her wiggeling, you weren’t sure why yet but you would find out soon enough. You planned a route going through your camp so you could both pick up the package and the last remaining items still there. This would probably be your last day out in the wild before returning to the hotel. You almost got used to sleeping In nature but a bed sounded heavinly right about now. And so you packed your stuff, grabbed your masochist and went on your way.

The camp wasn’t very far off and you reached it in no time at all. Once there you tied your masochist to a tree and went straight for the smooth black box sitting in front of your destroyed tent, it reached up to your crotch and was as wide as your arm. Its edges were round with metal strips giving it a sturdy look. The box was larger then you would expect a 1-point box to be but its size was understandable once you revealed its contents.

The box was filled to the brim with ropes, lasso’s, duct tape, and even zipties. Besides this there where also a latge quantity of arrows with black Youbulbs. As you unloaded all these you could hear some muffled but excited squeels from the bait. At the bottom of the box you also found a note, on the note was written with large black letter: “caught”

Once all that stuff was out you found another pleasant suprise, the box had multiple layers. Once you removed the soft thin lid to reveal the second layer you were introduced to a whole bunch of new items you hadn’t yet used. As well as a simmilar note that read: “transformation”. the rest of the layer was stuffed full with: handcuffs (leather and metal), proper gags (not the rags you had been using until now), eye covers a simple whip (still better than random tree bits), nipple clams and a whole bunch of black leather **** collars. For those more prepared for the storage of slaves this would be a resupply, but since you didn’t have any of these items before this was a direct upgrade to the possibilities. And there was one more layer to go.

As you opened the final layer you saw 2 boxes, 1 looked perfectly square while the other was more rectangular. On this layer aswell there was a note. This one read: “reward”. At this point you were basically touching the floor so you were sure this was the last layer. With that you opened the boxes.

You recognized both items instantly as they were extremely common items on practically any planet.

The first was a vibrator, simple grey in colour with a seemingly very empty battery. You had some spare battery’s but when you went to open the hatch you found it required a non recharable VV battery. You didn’t have this type, in fact you knew nobody who would. Batteries have been standardized for years now and VV was extremely disliked due to its famously poor performance. And thats without mentioning the fact that they were non-rechargable. Ever since the K2-72e accident all battery’s MUST be rechargable. The idiots boiled their ocean away.

And thats when it hit you: this was probably intentional. The notes went from capture to conversion to reward. And rewards are supposed to be rare, so a limited battery life would be a good way of limiting the slaves access to this tool, especially since sex tools weren’t allowed to be taken into the hunting grounds. Mayby its even a reward for the prey that can avoid capture long enough? That might be worth interrogating some of them for, you could find some better bait than other prey. You carefully closed the box again to make sure your masochist didn’t see it (you could whip it out if she doesn’t comply as an incentive later).

Now then, whats in the second box? It was about half as big as the other box.

Upon opening it (again avoiding the curious gaze of your masochist) you again recognized these items, but these are a much newer invention and way more of a niché. In the box in front of you were 2 smooth bean like objects with a little hook on the bottom. You saw these occasionally when doing.... research (you sometimes got a bit excited when planning your dungeon and Emma was away). They were called VBs Or Vibey Biteys. Silly name sure but they were very effective at what they did. They were a combination between a nipple clamp and vibrator combined with some electromancy.

You would place them on your nipples/clitorus where the hooks would keep them in place. They would then start vibing, this already caused some pleasure but was mainly used to hide the feeling of the teeny tiny needle that would pierce the skin. Most didn’t even know it had that function (needles aren’t great for marketing). This needle would then connect to a nerve, here it would take a few seconds to calibrate to the specific person, once calibrated it sends tiny electric shocks in just the right way to have the entire nervous system send signals for sexual pleasure. A side effect is that the entire body is alert and extremely sensitive. The reason you saw them in porn so rarely is for 2 main reasons.

1) the device only works for (at most) 10 minutes. Porn usually wants to last longer then that. Veteran actresses can usually last longer as the device struggless to fully calibrate to them (it uses the pleasure from nipple/clitorus stimulation to calculate the correct shocks to use).

2) the regulations for its usage are pretty strict. Thats not to say normal people can’t get their hands on them but the feeling can be fairly addicting especially to those sensitive to it. Because of this their battery’s must be slow to charge (at best they charge in 24 hours) to decrease their usage and they must have a low duration (usually 5-7 minutes). And altough nearly impossible to control: you are only allowed to have 1 set and exclusivly for adults.

So in summary: extremely pleasurable but usually rare and just like the vibrator, a limited resource.

Closing the box you collected all the stuff you now had and tried to fit it into your backpack. You then cleaned up the few remaining items still standing in your camp: a pot, half broken solar charging station (which you were defenitly going to refund). After that you emptied your bag, sorted everything including the boxes supplies and put it all into the backpack. Once finished it looked very filled. Luckily due to the majority of the contents being rope and other bondage gear it was a lot lighter then before.

Most of the bondage gear was in the top part of your backpack and you made sure to have rope, tape etc hanging off the sides. Once packed up you untied your bait from the tree and with considerably more effort then before marched off towards the coördinates given your very enthusiastic bait.

After roughly 90 minutes of marching you found the spot. From the eagle eyed perspective of a map this place looked the same as most other locations around your camp. However the map missed 1 tiny but significant detail: there was a well trodden path here. Bushes were pushed aside, plants were trampled, twigs broken and many more signs that this place was regularly used by people, or in this particular case: prey

You walked a few steps back and looked at your masochist. She was covered in nature (dirt plants etc) which you quickly removed before adressing her.

You chose a good location bait, I am very pleased.

“Mmmph” she happily squeeled.

I think you deserve a reward

Mmph?

Once the day is over i’ll let you choose a reward. But first: you took out a ballgag: You need a proper gag. Now be a good girl and dont scream allright?

She gave an excited nod.

You swiftly removed her old rag and replaced it with a proper ballgag. It wasn’t extremely large but you needed her to make some noise so that the prey might hear her and investigate.

Now you had to make a decision for how you wanted to tie her up. You ultimatly wanted to give the perspective that you had caught her, used/abused her and then abandoned her.