Leopard Girl

Chapter 17

Hal was pleased with the outcome of the hunt, although he knew how it would end before it even started. He had invested a fortune in the high tech equipment and felt as if he were now better equipped than the CIA. He had been surprised that Janice had been able to evade him for so long, though.

The chase at the end had been exciting. He owed a great deal of his success to the Incunu. With them, he had learned three important rules about hunting. Be stealthy. Be calm. Be patient. With all of his electronic gadgetry and the fact that his prey was unarmed, he did not have to worry about being stealthy. But he was very calm and very patient. He slowly stalked her and bagged her.

He had tried to act magnanimous when he offered the terms of the deal to Janice. She would get Jill for two whole days. He would possibly not get Janice at all in return. Only the luck of the hunt would determine whether or not Janice would serve him.

But there was to be no luck involved. Hal was determined to capture the beautiful mistress. Someday soon, she would belong to him. And her beautiful, nubile slavegirl would also become a permanent part of his growing harem.

Hal drove to Jill's house immediately after loading Janice into the car. He had to deposit Emily somewhere for the next week. He did not want any witnesses to his time with Janice. Jill's place seemed like the logical choice. After all, Jill had owned her before he did. Charity was already at Jill's when Hal arrived. He left Janice in the car as he led Emily, who was now wearing a blue sundress, to the front door.

They exchanged their pleasantries at the door. Hal declined the offer to come in, saying that he had pressing business to attend to. He left Emily with Jill, but not before taking the opportunity to taunt Charity.

"Get lots of sleep this week, slavegirl," he said to her. Charity was dressed for once. She was wearing cut-off jeans and a polo shirt and looked adorable with her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. "I have lots planned for you when I collect you in a week. You will be very busy."

Jill had already decided to let Charity stay with her for the week. Jill was going to claim Emily again as her katahua. Charity could become her husband's katahua. She suspected that Bill would not mind his new role as chief. And she suspected that he would love having three females to serve him and meet his every need.

Hal had time to think through his plan again as he drove home. Janice was bound securely and gagged, so he had no worries about being distracted. His goal was to break her during the week that he owned her. Once he did that, Charity would belong to him also. And if he failed to break her, although he could not conceive of failing, he would still have the following week to break Charity. He believed that if he was able to get either one of them to permanently submit to him, he would get both.

He had envisioned several phases as he planned out the enslavement. The first phase was to be romantic. He would be charming and kind and would woo her. There was a chance that this would be enough to cause her to agree to become permanently his. It was a long shot, but he planned on wooing her at first.

There were three more phases to his plan: pain, humiliation and threat. He had no idea what the best order was for those three, though. Then, of course, there was always phase five in which he would have Charity in his clutches and would be able to play with her delectable body until she broke.

When they arrived at his home, Janice was treated like a queen; a naked and bound queen but a queen nevertheless. She would spend most of the week with her wrists bound behind her. He had grown fond of that look during his time with the Incunu.

He carefully removed the tiny garments that she had fashioned for herself during the hunt. He admired her body but would inspect her more properly after she had washed the mud off. He decided to let her keep her feathers for now and then led her to the bathroom.

For some reason, Janice was not embarrassed to be naked in front of Hal. After all, she reasoned, he had seen her naked before. Once was just this morning at the beginning of the hunt when she stripped by the cars. The day that she had been sold for the charity auction, she was also naked and was sure he had seen her then.

Hal ran the shower first and used a washcloth to gently scrub all of the mud off of her. Once the water was clear, he filled the tub and helped her to sit in the warm bubbly water. Then he lovingly shampooed her hair and washed her body.

"See?" he said as his fingers worked the suds into her raven mane, "being captive isn't so bad after all. Is it?"

"I think that Charity would agree with that," Janice replied. "She seems to enjoy being my slavegirl."

Hal rinsed out her hair and then picked up a fresh washcloth, soaping it and then running it over his slave's body. "There must be at least a little bit of slave in you," he said. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have let yourself get captured."

"I did not let myself get captured," she responded. She had to bite her lip. She wanted to call him a cheater but did not want to anger him. "You won me. I will not say that it was fair and square. But you won me."

"Not fair and square?" Hal asked with mock indignation. "What rule did I violate in the agreement?"

Janice again had to bite her lip. She could kick herself for assuming that they would be using the normal hunt rules. That was her fault. She knew that Hal was sneaky by nature. She should not have been so trusting. "Look. You won me. Let's leave it at that."

Hal lifted one of the milky white breasts in his hand and leaned forward, kissing the firm, soft flesh. "Yes. And what a precious thing I have won. I will truly enjoy claiming my prize."

He finished her bath and then dried her. He blow-dried her hair, letting her mane become full and wild looking which was not a normal look for her at all. Her hair had always been carefully coiffed when he had seen her in the past. But the new look fit well with the colorful feathers that she had woven into her hair. Plus, Hal needed to remove her from her normal life as much as possible. This was a small change, but it was a change.

He intended to feed her but that would have to wait for later in the evening. His first task would be to formally claim his prize.

Hal led the naked girl to his bed and had her sit on the edge. Then he pushed her back and let her adjust her bound arms beneath her to get comfortable. He took his time disrobing so that she would have time to think about what was about to happen.

He stepped between her legs and rubbed the tip of his cock through her petals, finding them already quite wet. He had previously noticed that slavegirls were always well lubricated after they were captured during the hunts. Now he knew that mistresses got that way too. It must be something about the excitement and the adrenalin that got them aroused.

He slowly sank his shaft into the slick tunnel, letting out a moan as it enveloped him and squeezed him. He started a slow in and out motion and leaned forward, kissing Janice. She did not resist but she did not eagerly return the kiss either. She knew that this was not lovemaking.. She knew that it was just a male marking his property rights over a female. And he knew that she knew exactly what their coupling was all about.

His hands played with her glorious breasts as he continued to kiss her. His cock continued to slowly saw in and out of her captive body. She felt good to him and he knew that he was going to enjoy his ownership of her body. He climaxed and spurt his seed into her. There was no attempt to let her achieve orgasm. He would do that later. For now, he was simply marking her as his.