Female Prey & The Elusive Prey


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Female Prey & The Elusive Prey By S J Lewis

Two full-length novels in one volume

Ready for a wild adventure, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty, Kimberley, hikes into the forest alone, knowing that somewhere nearby are anonymous men who will hunt her down like an animal, take her captive, and keep her as their sex toy for days on end. She is eager for the experience – in fact, she set up the game with a clandestine company that specializes in unique wilderness adventures like this one. But, just to make the experience more fun, she decides to make the hunters work before she lets them have her. Her scheme takes the men by surprise, and the days that follow are grueling for Kimberley and the posse that tails her. Maybe it’s not so much fun after all, she begins to think… maybe she should call off the hunt, and go back to the resort hotel where she started – spend her week enjoying the luxury of room service…hot baths and sensuous pampering…
Unfortunately, it’s too late to change her plans and she’s on the run…forced into a game of escape and evade. While Kimberley knows the outdoors and can survive on her own, her pursuers know it better. Tired and hungry, she is finally captured, and her days of naked slavery begin.
She’s kept in a cell below ground…unable to tell when one day ends and another begins. She knows there is a limit to her captivity, but she has no idea when it will end. As the days go by, Kimberley learns about her captors, especially the big, strong leader of the gang she calls ‘Alpha’. He’s rough with his newly captured slave, and as the days goes by, Alpha’s power over her increases…the things they make her do alarm her. But soon she’s doing more than enduring the forced nudity, bondage and torrid sexual gangbangs. Perhaps, she doesn’t want her adventure in the wilds to end?
This steamy novel is a sexy, savage read…including a shocking sexual awakening for the unsuspecting Kimberly and plenty of hard-hitting sexual content … Bdsm, imprisonment, mild torture, straight, oral and anal sex, girl/girl action and hot group orgies.

The Elusive Prey by S J Lewis A Female Prey Book

Kim and her friend Barbara voluntarily sign on for an unusual wilderness adventure where they’ll be brutally trained and used as sex slaves by the Dominant men who claim them – a real life fantasy fit for only the most daring. Arriving at the hamlet of Gordburg, they discover a resort town where women are caged, being readied for the slave market where they’ll be sold at auction. Some slaves are sent to Gordburg by their masters for intense training, others are there by their own choice. The two curious women discover that while some of these caged women relish their enslavement, others find the rough treatment is more than they signed on for. For those who run this unique resort, the fantasy is not a fantasy at all, but very real!
Undeterred by what she’s seen, Barbara decides to go straight to the slave market for purchase – and the hard sex she expects to enjoy. Meanwhile, Kimberley decides on a game of hide and seek where she’ll be pursued by both men and women intent on making her their slave. She wants to the feel the thrill of being captured, forcefully subdued and compelled to submit to their sexual demands. Kimberley sets out on a game of escape and evade where she becomes Elf-girl, a cunning and elusive player. While there’s no one better at dodging the hunters, Kimberly really wants to be caught, tamed and put in her place by a man powerful enough to give her the satisfaction that comes from total surrender. Can the adventurous Elf-Girl succeed in living out her dreams? Or will time run out, leaving her desperately longing for more?
A story with lots of twists, turns, hot scenes and exciting action to keep the reader turning pages. Expect graphic sexuality, including straight, oral and anal sex, girl/girl action, domination and submission, bondage, collars, chains, mild whipping, not-so-mild spanking, enforced nudity, public displays of nudity, captivity and branding.

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She didn’t know what day- or night- it was. All she knew was that she was desperately tired, still hungry, and still a little thirsty. They were feeding her, but always the same way: By hand, as she knelt or sat with her hands cuffed behind her, having to beg for each scrap. They kept her in this damned cage most of the time too. They had taken her out a couple of times, but only to let her use a small bathroom in another part of the cellar, or to chain her up and wash her down with water that was never quite warm enough, and rough hands which were brutally meticulous in cleaning her. She had intended to put up a fight when they finally took her pictures to add to that horrible wall, but when it happened she was too tired, too hungry and too weak to really resist. Now her pictures were up there along with those of all their previous victims.

It would not be quite so bad, she thought, if they would just let her sleep. But they kept interrupting her sleeping whenever they wanted, to use her whenever they wanted. By now, she knew their preferences, too. The big, black leader of the group seemed to like his sex straight up, most of the time. The bald, bullet-headed one liked to take her from behind…most of the time. And the skinny one…well, he wasn’t really skinny: More like wiry, put together out of steel cables…he liked her mouth…most of the time.  She huddled on her mattress and shivered at that thought. There was still something they hadn’t done to her, even though it had been threatened on the very day they’d caught her. She remembered the words: “…tits, a pussy, a mouth and an ass…”. She was certain that they would do that to her soon. They’d done everything else.

“So…what d’ya think?” Ron asked. They’d been sitting around the fireplace, knocking back some beers and planning what to do next.

Kurt grinned toothily. “I think we’re behind schedule myself. We could’a had her back here a lot sooner, and started sooner.”

“I know,” Ron nodded. “But we’re here now.” He took a swig of beer. “Anyway, we gotta shake her loose somehow. She just doesn’t seem to be able to let go by herself.”

“Not all of ‘em do,” Lloyd chimed in. “How many ever come back? One in three? Four? It ain’t for everybody, but some of ‘em gotta try it just one time to find out for sure. For most of ‘em, once is enough.”

“That’s right.” Kurt shrugged. “Anyway, she ain’t doin’ a lot of fighting or complaining.” He chuckled. “Hell, I think she’s enjoyin’ some of it, whether she wants to admit it or not. So what’s the big deal?”

Lloyd laughed, a short, sharp sound. “I think our commando here fell in love with…what d’you call her? Elf-girl?…while he was tryin’ to track her down in the woods.”

Ron started to deny it…and realized just how hollow it would sound. He wouldn’t say he’d fallen in love with their captive…but something had happened while he was trailing her up and down that damned mountain. Elf-girl had earned his respect, at the very least…was that why it was now so important to him that she be one of the ones who would come back? Was he actually looking forward to hunting her down again?  He shook his head. Maybe. Maybe.

He stood up. “Let’s do it,” he said.

She heard the door open, and wondered bleakly which one of her captors had come down here to use her again, and how they would want her this time. The thought gave her a nasty little thrill deep in her belly, and she fought the feeling down. Sometimes the experience was…enjoyable, yes. But they kept her naked and locked up in this cage like some animal…they treated her like an animal, and she didn’t like it.

She heard the lock turn in her cage door and finally rolled over on the mattress to see who it was, frowning. All three of them were there. The bullet-headed one was grinning at her, and he was holding…what was it? Black leather and bright, silvery chains. She had a feeling she would find out what it was soon enough, and that she wouldn’t like it.

“Stand up.” The leader ordered. She obeyed, slowly, trying to get as far away from them as she could without stepping off of the mattress onto that cold cement floor. It was pointless, she knew, but the act was instinctual. Bullet-head went around behind her, and the leader stepped forward and gripped her by her upper arms. “Hold still, now,” he told her with a smile. It was not a reassuring smile, and she looked into his eyes, trying to see there what they had planned for her. Behind her, she could hear the chains rattling as bullet-head did something.

He saw her eyes widen as Kurt slipped the heavy leather collar around her neck. It was thick, and wide enough to force her head up a bit. Kurt fiddled until he had it properly set, and then began buckling the two heavy buckles that would secure it in place. Elf-girl only moved when he gave each buckle a final tug. She remained still as Kurt buckled the leather cuffs around her wrists and then connected their short lengths of chain to one of the D-rings set in the collar. She did wince a little as she realized that her hands were now held well up into the small of her back. Maybe it wasn’t as comfortable as she might like, but her hands couldn’t interfere with anything now. The collar was wide and stiff enough so that she couldn’t strangle herself by struggling to free her hands, and neither the collar nor the cuffs interfered with her circulation. This was important, because she’d be wearing them for a while.

This was…different. Kimberley wondered what was going on. They’d never used anything this elaborate to tie her up before. Did they have something special in mind, or were they just trying out some toys? She wondered how she looked. This was the most she had been allowed to wear in days. What was next? A nice shiny chain leash to clip to her collar?

No chain leash was forthcoming. Instead, the leader took a grip on the length of chain connecting her wrists to her collar and used it to propel her out of the cage. His cohorts went on ahead of them, out of the room, but he stopped her in front of the wall. “Look,” he ordered. He stood behind her, holding her tightly by her upper arms so she could neither turn nor back away.

Kimberley didn’t want to look. They had tried very hard to get her to stand up straight for her pictures (Her rump still gave her a twinge when she recalled it) but all they had managed to do was to get her not to slouch quite so much. She looked tired, and angry and used. Her pictures had been set right at her own eye level, and the collar made it impossible to look down at the floor. It also made it almost as impossible for her to raise her head as to lower it, but her eyes were free to roam. They shifted away from her horrible pictures, up and to the left…

He heard her sudden, startled intake of breath, the tiny cry she immediately stifled. He felt her shiver. Peering around, he saw she was not looking at her own pictures, and followed her gaze up…was it that one? The woman in that particular pair of photos looked to be a little taller than elf-girl, and about the same age. She was more generously built, though: Full, round breasts, wider hips, and hair…long, long hair, rippling down past her waist, dark blonde with lighter sunstreaked highlights running through it. It was in a terrible mess, tangled and unruly. Whoever she was, she wasn’t one of his. He’d have remembered the hair if nothing else, but there was something else he would have remembered too. She stood fully erect, shoulders back, blue eyes staring into the camera with an “I-dare-you” look. Yes, he would have remembered those eyes. Did elf-girl know her? It was possible. Probable, actually, given her reaction.


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