Authors Note: This is a chapter in this series primarily based in BDSM practises. If that is not to your tastes please stop reading and find one of the other wonderful stories on this site more suited to your kink. Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. ~ellie
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Bella hung from a series of chains and slings in the darkened dungeon. Her eyes glistened with heat and need, and she bit down on a large black dildo crammed into her mouth as wax splashed once more over her bound breasts. The large black man towering over her revelled in the muted squeals of his little piglet, to everyone else in the lodge she was an adorable bunny, but here, in his own personal dungeon the piglet, as he had named her, squealed so delightfully for him.
Placing the candle aside, he began fucking her again, swinging her onto his cock with every thrust and marvelling at her ability to take everything he gave her. He looked down on the bound girl the thick wax drying over her small but swollen breasts. She was such a small pet but had utterly fulfilled his needs during their last few days together. He rammed into her hard and leaned forward pulling the dildo from her mouth to hear her squeals of pleasure.
Bella squealed and shook with her approaching orgasm; Hunter had come to the realisation that orgasm control was beyond this hot bitch and did not make her wait too long before he gave his permission. His thumb went to her clit and broke the wax that sealed the swollen nub rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles.
"Come piglet, squeal for me," he commanded and began fucking her again. His free hand gripped her hip as she stiffened arching and pulling against the chains that held her as she howled out her orgasm to the eerily shadowed room.
Looking down his watched as his big black cock split open her cunt with every thrust deep into her small body, and he roared as he came filling her with the evidence of his pleasure in using her just this way. He came long and hard finally reeling back away from her, leaving Bella swinging from the chains her eyes rolling in her head from the exquisite high on which she was still floating.
Hunter sank into the one chair in the room breathing heavily, his hood eyes watching the small form of the girl who had captured a small piece of his heart and who could begin to heal the vicious rent in it that had caused him so much pain.
*****
Bella's days had become routine; she woke and smiled knowing Flora would soon arrive to do her morning cleansing chattering about life on the island. It was in these conversations with Flora that Bella had begun to piece together the puzzle that was Hunter. Then predictably after a morning of learning how better to be Hunter's prized pet, she would be led down to lunch in the lodge with the managers and any visiting guests.
In the afternoons she spent time with Leighton or Keyon and Flora exploring the small island. Essentially this was her exercise time but it was more of a relaxing ritual where she could commune with nature and enjoy the small pleasures the island had to offer. She enjoyed the exploration with Flora the most as she dragged Bella to all her favourite hiding spots and showed her secret trails back to the lodge from each of them.
Her evenings were spent with Hunter. Often she dined in the lodge or with the managers first but inevitably she would be taken to his personal dungeon where she would squeal in blissful ecstasy with him before being put to bed in either the cage or the basket depending on his mood.
Today seemed different as she watched Hunter rise from his bed and sit there staring at her for a long time. She didn't move but rather feigned sleep under hooded eyelids in the early morning darkness of the room.
Finally, he dressed and left the room, leaving her to her to wonder at why he seemed to be studying her. Flora arrived minutes later with a large smile and an excitable mood to perform the morning cleansing Bella had endured the last four mornings.
"You know I didn't think Hunter would listen to Leighton. Then last night we found out they were all coming. I'm so excited!" Flora bubbled as if she had eaten a box of sugar cereal for breakfast. "Well, Mike hasn't confirmed but I am sure he will. This weekend is going to be so much fun."
"Flora, slowdown and tell me what is going on," Bella laughed at her obvious excitement.
"Oh, but I can't it is going to be a big surprise. You'll just love it," Flora beamed like a little girl busting to tell her secret, making Bella laugh.
"Okay, well let's get ready for this big exciting surprise then," she grinned at Flora letting the woman's excitement bubble over into her own mood.
Bella was aware that through some trauma that occurred about a decade ago, Flora had suffered a complete breakdown. Her mind had reverted back to a time when she was innocent forgetting all those who loved her as an adult and who she was to those people. Through speaking to Keyon, whose main purpose here was to watch over Flora, in addition to the overseeing the public manager of the lodge, Bella realised Flora was the islands only flower amongst all the fauna.
It was during those long walks in the afternoon with one or more of Hunters personal assistants that Bella managed to piece together the whole story. At some time in the past, Flora was Hunters most prized pet, honoured above all others and loved whole heartedly. Hunter though had been arrogant and not understood that in his ambition to make his own businesses thrive he had not paid enough attention to the pet he so adored.
It was during this time that Flora fell for a would be Master. He had promised her the world and while Hunter was away on business, she had left her island home for the promise of love and adoration in the arms of a Master who had enchanted her as he spun his tales.
It wasn't an enchanted life he gave her though. Flora had found herself drugged and sold each night as a high-class whore to those who preferred the more extreme pleasures of the flesh. The man who called himself her master had not however vetted his patrons very well and in a night of true agony and despair Flora had almost died at the hands of a sadistic madman.
As soon as she entered the hospital, Leon and Rob had arrived. Her name had been circulated by Mel with the authorities for some time as a missing person. Through their own contacts, they had her moved, as soon as she had stabilized, to a private clinic. It was at the clinic that she was treated for her wounds and drug dependence. With Rob grieving the death of his partner Kitty and Leon's role in the business over once she was safe, it fell to Mel and the man he mentored, Stephen, to ensure Flora's recovery.
Hunter had arrived immediately upon hearing of her admission to a private clinic. He had raged at both Mel and Stephen as if blaming them for her condition and amnesia. He had been scathing in his condemnation of them even after the arrest of the men responsible. He had demanded the return of his property but Stephen had pompously told him that he should have looked after his property better and not have let this occur to her in the first place.
According to Keyon, who was a nurse at the clinic at the time, the battle of wills had raged between the two as Stephen refused to release Flora until she was stable. Bella was surprised at how candid Keyon had been with her about Flora's trauma. That was until she realised that Keyon was in love with Flora and was concerned that a friendship had struck up between the two women without Bella knowing that Flora's mental scarring was far worse than the physical.
Bella had not needed to say much or even ask many questions as Leighton and Keyon spoke about Flora and Hunter. In fact, they seemed eager to make her understand that Hunter was a good man who had struggled with his conscious during a bad situation, regardless of what Stephen may have told her. Despite her denials that Stephen had said anything at all and, in fact, rarely to spoke her about anything more important than her own health, they continued to believe otherwise.
Shaking herself from her thoughts, she looked up at Flora, who was frowning at her. The frown showed the lines in her face that told of her true age rather than the young girl she seemed to believe she was, and Bella tilted her head with a small smile. "I am sorry Flora. I was just thinking about what sort of surprise there could be for me," she laughed.
Flora mimed zipping her lip and throwing away the key before giggling and starting the process that had become their morning ritual.
*****
Flora was sitting on the floor as she usually did eating breakfast with Bella when Hunter reappeared in the room.
"Stay where you are Flora," he commanded as he took in the scene and smiled. "You haven't given our little surprise away have you?" Hunter said sternly but his face softened as she giggled and shook her head. "Good then finish your breakfast; I have some work to do." He made his way over to his desk and sat. Bella watched him curiously for a moment, but Flora's inevitable chatter brought her back to her breakfast and the excited woman who sat beside her.
"Flora, I think it's almost time. Why don't you go and see if Keyon will walk you down to the landing?" Hunter eventually interrupted the constant stream of excited chatter with a smile. Flora squealed with delight and began gathering the dishes and placing them on a tray.
