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Thread: The Bounty and her Captor (MasterOfWhispers and Rapedoll)

Night time. He always liked going out at night. Especially when it came to hunting down his prey. Funny how things turned out before he finally settled on this particular profession. Marcus Huntsmen was once the greatest hunter for his village capturing animals and bringing them back to feed his fellow townsmen. However, after many years the hunter became bored of such prey, feeling that he couldn't quite attain the same kind of thrill. It was only when one of the citizens in the town committed murder that Marcus discovered in new kind of prey, and a new king of thrill. Hunting Man. After his first successful manhunt. He then took to becoming a bounty hunter. Reveling in both a battle of wits as well as combat. Though on this particular day. The tall, dark haired, sharp featured bounty hunter was nearly broke after traveling from his last hunt. His armor was damaged, and he was forced to use some of his more plain peasant clothing. Tunic and trouser. He needed to hunt again. To once again drown himself in the thrill and the pleasure of it all. At least that's what he what he would say, if it had not been for the fact that his previous prey a disgraced knight injured his body gravely. He would have to go for a less straining bounty. And thus, in the town of Tristain, the hunter immediately traveled to the nearest inn seeing, what his prey would be to help ease his pockets. Such a bounty appeared. The hunter smiled, reading through the wanted parchment, blocking the noise of hundreds of drunkards, and the dozens of whores indulging in their practice. Young slave girl, escaped from servitude from a noble family. Will be rewarded upon bringing her dead or alive. Will get money in return for her body. If alive, Will get the girl herself. Marcus read quietly mouthing each word. A slave and money to go with her if he takes her alive. Well that would certainly be interesting. He could use help in taking care of some of his needs when travels. Not to mention the prostitutes have a tendency to screw the man out of a good piece of silver and coin. With one swift motion, the man removed the wanted parchment and gently slipped it into his tunic. Another day, and another new investigation. The man was already eager to find out more. Hours Later.... After asking around the local populace. The bounty hunter finally found his lead in the form of a local smuggler known only as The Jack After a few shake downs, the hunter was finally led to a particular hiding place. A smile brushed across his face as he found a special hidden passage way leading to the underground networks of the large town. The Hunt was to begin.
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ouch. Marcus muttered to himself. His back was sore as he began trekking through the tunnels. It was rumored that this Kayla as the wanted parchment named her, was spotted using these tunnels, with one path leading all the way from the castle. Whether or not he could find a decent trailer here was left up in the air. Some time has passed since the murder has happend, and his Employers. posted on the walls. He was rather uncertain if he would be able find the girl after a couple of days. Marcus didn't take the title Huntsmen because he believed it would suite his first name. He was the best tracker among the other bounty hunters. The trail he was looking for seemed cold for awhile. However a trace of blood, and a scent in the air, told the astute hunter where Kayla was. Following the trail, and going through the long windy rocky paths, The swordsmen tracked down several more dry specks of blood as well as several pieces of cloth. The predator's mouth curled. This would be the easiest prey he'd catch. Very careless, though he suspected that the girl would be in disguise. Soon enough, Marcus found what he was looking for. He has captured many criminals and escaped servants, and the one things he's always noticed was the way the move when they were trying to evade capture. Subtle postures, facial movements, even the way the walk were signs he could use to corner and go in for the kill. Though in this case Marcus was eager for the capture. There was a crowd of people at a dark alley. Mostly, gamblers and smugglers doing deals on the side. A decadent group, and a place where any criminal can hide. All Marcus had to do was pick out a certain movement and pattern. A sign Such a sign came in the form of a tall man heavily shrouded and cloaked. The bounty hunter knew right away who she was. No other man in this corner of the town was hiding their face. Only she was. A true amateur. Marcus took a moment to deliberate on which tactic to use. The hunter approached a group of gamblers talking about a duel between two knights. The group was within proximity of where this shrouded man was. He spoke with the group, telling them about deals he made. Making it a point at not looking at his target but feigning interest in what they're saying. He just had to drop the right set of words and see if he can evoke any kind of reaction. Any of you late heard of that Kayla? That slave that just recently escaped. Heard she delivered a killing blow to that bastard of noble Barnes. Marcus spoke in a rough tone. Well shit. Sounds like my kind of girl. That bastard got what he deserved. The Gambler responded. The trap was set. All that was left was to see if this girl would take the bait.
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Moron.. The Hunter muttered under her breath. A complete amateur, began speaking up and asking questions. He wasn't even sure that Kayla heard his casual comments. The hunter disguised in peasants clothing would have to act fast. The next few moments though rushed by within a blur. Marcus watched as the amatuer bounty hunter grabbed the man that he thought was the girl and attempted to bind her. Chaos ensued. Other more professional bounty hunters who were standing in the fray began to join in. Arguments broke out. Bottles were smashed, and pretty soon the town guard would arrive. All because of the mistake of one idiotic amateur. Marcus, had lost the trail. His perfect catch was ruined. He did not have enough money for a nice and warm inn, he didn't even have enough to get nice bit of food from the tavern. At least that's what would have thought. Had it not been for the fact that amidst the chaos of the brawling swordsman hunters, and the towns-guard that came in several minutes after there was a small detail that he began to pick up on. That was another disguised figure. What caught his eye most of all was the fact that this particular disguised figure tried blending in with a group of boys in a back all. Marcus chuckled, relieved at this turn of events. His hunt wasn't ruined, and more so, he could finally go on and capture her quietly. He stalked the group of boys and girl, to a more secluded part of the alley. It was then that his suspicions about the who was behind the disguise was finally confirmed. They were looking for you weren't they. The boy said. The professional hunters mind began working quickly. Digging through a pouch from his belt, he withdrew a bamboo pipe he obtained from the east as a set of darts that were hand crafted by a man who was both a craftsmen and apothecary. He would need to utilize a dart laced with a sleeping solution. Taking out the pipe, he loaded it, and placed the dart inside aiming carefully at the girl. In the back of his mind, the hunter thought it was a bit too easy.
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Chaos broke out in the ally behind her as her and the other two boys slipped from the ally and down another darkened street, quickly turning down another ally out of sight. That man was looking for you wasn't he? One of the boys asked. Kayla looked back and forth between the two boys, then looked down, they had reached the end of the other ally. Yeah, I guess he was. she replied to the one asking the questions. He said you killed somebody, the boy said. Then the other boy turned around and said, That man said there was a bounty on your head.. that they where offering a lot of money for your capture. Tell us why we shouldn't turn you in and collect the money our selves? Oh my god please don't. They will kill me. You know they will. Then the boy started to look her up and down.. not just look at her but undressing her with his eyes. Then what will you give us if we don't turn you in? He said as he stepped in front of her reaching out to grab hold of her. Just then he stopped just as he was reaching out and let out a slight gasp. His hand went up to clutch at his neck and he slowly sank down to the ground. Davey! Davey whats wrong! she shouted bending over and shaking him. That's when she saw the dart in his neck. She looked up the alleyway and saw Marcus running down towards her. Oh SHIT! she exclaimed. She scrambled up on some boxes and tried to reach the over hang on the roof .. she jumped and grabbed onto the over hang, but she wasn't strong enough to pull herself up. That's when she felt something pushing her.. pushing her up onto the roof.. the other boy had given her, helping her up.. but she was already up on the roof .. and running.
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Missed! Marcus was getting a little bit too overconfident with his aim. He was over eager. A feeling that would sometimes get even the most mature of hunters. He had hoped to do this discreetly, taking her out and dragging her to the corner hiding with her to the shadows and escorting her back to the castle. Now it seems, this chase will have to end in one of two ways. Either her seriously injured or even death. He did not want a death. She was too valuable to die. As not only his personal slave but also a source of income. He would have to give chase, and hope that the net he stored in his pouch would be sufficient enough to catch her. An so he ran. But he didn't chase the girl directly on the roof tops. He had to cut her off, and Marcus knew enough about catching prey that he scanned enough of this city to figure out where she could possibly be headed towards. At least he believed she would go in that direction. The Girl from Marcus' eyes was too panicked to make a rational descion. He had to play his cards carefully. Finally he found a good corner to hide. The moment he knew for certain which roof top she would heading to he prepared her net. Then it happened all at once. The prey rapidly approached. Marcus noted how nimble and flexible she seemed. He would have to put good use of that flexibility later. At that moment he tossed the net, and quickly but swiftly he had her in his clutches. That was quite a chase you gave me little girl. You always had me there. Marcus quipped looking down at Kayla with a smile. There was something alluring about the sight of her trapped in that net.
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She ran across the roof and making the short jump to the next one.. all those times playing in rivers and streams jumping from rock to rock came in handy as she was able to run quickly and smoothly along the steep inclines and slopping dips of the roofs. She didn't even see it coming.. one minute she was running the next she was wrapped up in a net.. She was breathing hard more from fright at seeing the big man and not being able to move then she was from being out of breath. Please please let me go she begged him.. Please dont take me back there! she knew he was going to take her back to the castle.. what they would do with her she did not know. She was still unaware of the conditions of her bounty all she knew was they where after her.
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He laughed. His laugh cold and amused at the same time. I refuse to do such a thing! Not after the travel you have a put me through. Carefully, he undid the net around her, and binded her hands behind her back with a pair shackles. Also for added security he placed a leather collar around her neck. It once belonged to a child hood pet he once possessed. Was hand crafted by one of the finest women in his village. Carefully he placed a chain around the collar. Besides, I believe you'll be pleasantly surprised. That you won't be staying at the manor once I've claimed my reward. He took a step closer. Breathing down her neck. I wonder should I take you now or after I have you officially branded as mine. His hands began to glide all the way around her body, slowly feeling every inch of her short and tender form. He was hard at this point, but Marcus was sure to make sure to actually claim his eggs before he counted them. After all the reward did seem all too good to be true.
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Please Sir you must be mistaken, she said as she lamely struggled as she bound her slender wrists, perhaps you have me mistaken for someone that looks like me. After all back in those days they wouldn't have had pictures, the best they could hope for would be a crudely drawn picture, and even that would be doubtful seeing as she had only just arrived at the Manor before she was escorted to the masters room so nobody would have gotten a good look at her.. well nobody that was still alive anyways. When the man started moving his hands around her touching her and feeling her up she said, Please sir I must beg you to stop, for my father is a well known noblemen and if he knew you where treating his daughter in such a way he would be extremely angry. Of course she was just bluffing but would he fall for such a ruse? how could he truly be sure if she was telling the truth or not seeing as he didn't have a picture and the description would be crude if at all. but sir, If you just let me go immediately I will just forget this ever happened.
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That's rich. Then why did you respond to the name Kayla so suddenly. The Bounty hunger responded with a smug look as he stopped his groping and guided her to his horse. I have to admit that Kayla is a very common name. But not many women. Hell I'll hazard a guess that women in general don't really find themselves in that part of town considering the types that traverse there. Very gutsy trying to hide yourself there. But ultimately a failure. When they arrived at the tavern, Marcus made sure to place her carefully on horse back. Try not to struggle when we get to the manor. Marcus whispered in her ear as he got on right behind her, and took the reigns. You might break your neck when you fall off. . The journey to the manor was short but sweet. As the town became cleaner and cleaner the closer they got to the more rich parts of town. The journey was simple. Considering the reward. Marcus would get in the end.
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The trip to the Manor might not have been long but for Kayla each step was impending danger. He had no idea of what her fate would be as she never heard the specifics of the bounty all she knew was that they had been after her and didn't care if she was dead or alive. Actually right now she was thinking that the first option might be preferable. Again she tried to reason with the man, begging and pleading with him not to bring her in, but it seemed that all her begging was falling on deaf ears.
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Finally, The arrived at the manor. Gently, Marcus guided the chained and bound Kayla. He was carefully. He didn't want the cargo to be injured when he arrived there. He spoke the guard at the front gate. I'm here to claim the reward... Ah this must be Kayla The guard responded his eyes a mere leer at the red head. He walked up to her inspecting her carefully. At one point he grabbed her chin observing her closely. Such pretty little eyes. He breathed silently. Your a very lucky man Mister Hunter. Money place this girl as your personal servant. About that. Marcus responded. Why aren't they taking her back? He was curious normally nobles don't just send bounties for slaves they would capture then give away to the hunter. It's more of the principle of the things Called a voice from a far. An older woman dressed in white arrived from the manor. A countess. The woman had her own personal servant to the side carrying a small box. Besides, killing in cold blood is to simple. I figure robbing the free will of a life is more then just payback. You must be the famous Marcus Huntsmen. I am humbled by your presence. As am I my dear countess... Marcus Bowed back formally Your reputation proceeds you...I would here is your gold, and... I would be honored if a warrior such as yourself would delight staying the night in this manor. You can use some of our facilities. to Tame that wild red head of yours. Marcus smiled this day was getting better and better. The servants welcomed him to the manor. His first duty would be to get himself cleaned up as well as his servant. He hasn't had a hot bathe in ages. And he should like to see what his new young slave was like all cleaned up and ready to please. The servants of the Dantes Manor, took Kayla aside and cleaned her up. Of course she was heavily guarded so she would not escape again. When his bath was finished. He was taken up to his room. A large chamber with stone walls and tools as well as a circular bed at the center. The tools to tame your pet are on the table. The countess in white said, before Marcus went up to bed. Use them wisely. After the end of your taming be sure to brand her with your symbol... The countess smiled Have a wonderful evening Master Marcus. Marcus looked carefully at each tool. A whip, another collor, A flogg. Even more bindings. His mind was in deep thought when heard a knock on his chamber door... Come in. He called. As the servant of the count. as well as his slave entered the chamber.
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In the scuffle with Marcus when he had captured her, her hat had fallen off .. now her red hair flowed down over her shoulders and back going down to her hips. She kept her head down as the guard and Marcus talked about her, this was the first time she heard that they weren't taking her back. When the guard tilted her head up she hissed at him like a frightened kitten, and shook her head so he had to let go of her chin. When the older woman came forward she heard her say that they weren't going to kill her. But she was still confused .. did she just say that they where giving her to this man? It was only slightly better then being killed. By the time Kayla was led back to Marcus she had a few more bruises on her then when she had left. She fought like a wild cat when the guards tried to take her cloths off only to have the other servants dunk her under the water. They didn't beat her, but they weren't gentle with her either. Although her fighting and struggling didn't help her either. A couple times she thought they where going to drowned her when they held her under the water. Wither this was to punish her for what she did or it was to get her to stop struggling she didn't know, perhaps it was a little of both. When they had finally finished with her then led her up to the room that she would share with Marcus for the night.. walking in she stood there looking at him a look of contempt in her eyes. I will not be your slave! she stated boldly after the other servants had taken there leave.
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Lets not have any more of those fantasies. Marcus shot back. His voice high with amusement. Nowhere else to go. No family worth mentioning. Or even out looking for you. As for as what you should be concerned I'm your source of life and possibly desire. You better realize this soon. He walked up to her, each step like a reaper approaching his latest departed. His eyes gazed down on the young girl. In an instant, his arms grabbed her shoulder squeezing to the point that he would cause further bruising. Did that hurt. Your an for even more pain. The bounty hunter grabbed her hair, ignoring her possible complaints and yelps and dragged her over the steel table. Bent her over the table. His hands over her ass. Hmph nice clothing you have. It's in the way. Whatever clothing the servants gave her he immediately ripped away. Revealing the form of a truly young woman. First order of business. Marcus said in a formal tone. Lets see how much of your ass can take. Taking his bear hands, he raised them up into air. Striking them. Now count those slaps. He ordered his new slave. If you don't your punishment will increase.
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She continued to struggle and try to fight him off .. her frail attempts where no use against the strong man. owwwwuuuccchhhh, she wailed, let me goooo she screamed at him as he dragged her across the room .. tossing her against the hard metal table. ahhh.. she reared back as he grabbed and groped her tight round ass through the flimsy skirt the other servants had given her. His strong hands started pulling and ripping at the cloths she was wearing .. she wasn't making it easy for him as she kept trying to reach back and hit him.. but kept missing, but soon he had her stripped naked and exposed as he held her down across the table. As his hand came down on the creamy white flesh of her ass she immediately screamed her body bucking back against him as she struggled even harder. The tender skin of her ass immediately turned bright red with the mark of his hand stamped down on it.. instantly bringing tears to her eyes.
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The redness to her ass was like seeing a ruby formed in his very eyes. Know this. Marcus breathed into her ears. By the end of this night you will beg for every bit of me . You will desire to serve my every whim. The Bounty Hunters hands began to explore. every inch of her body. Groping her nicely shaped breasts. And feeling around her belly. So petite. So firm. Then his hands glided down to her slit. A finger slipped inside. Not to long but for a simple moment. hmmm your a virgin aren't you? Marcus asked his face slowly shifting to a leer. Oh dear. So he didn't claim it yet. Looks like the fates have smiled on me today. His tongue, slipped over her face. Licking. As if he was tasting a fresh piece of meat for the very first time. His hands began to move some rope from the table. With the precision of an artist. Her bound her hands, and slowly tided the rope all around her body in a complicated set of knots and weaves. A little trick I learned from the far east as well. He took on of the chains hanging from the sealing and began to loop and lock the ropes tied around her breasts. Gently He lifted the small body up. Until she was suspended in the air. Take a whip from the metal table. He brandishes it. In a more threatening manner. Suddenly. With the force of a Gazelle, Marcus unleashes the first strike on her ass. Craaaaack The first his left more crimson marks on her ass. Craaak. For many more minutes he continued her assault. Striking in regions both visible and barely visible. Now let me ask You Who is your Master?