Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. It features non-consensual scenarios of BDSM and slavery. Real BDSM is based on trust and communication. It is safe, sane, and consensual. The events in this story are none of these things. If this does not appeal to you, do not read. The author does not condone the behavior in this story in any way.
Another busted out stream-of-consciousness story I'm posting without proofreading, enjoy!
Today we're back to Alexa on another hunt. The basic idea for this one was suggested by
bondagelover2 after rereading a specific passage of
www.deviantart.com/eronin15/ar…. Specifically this one, when Alexa's hunting habits are being described: "So when she could, Alexa would spend a night here or there prowling for fresh merchandise. Sometimes she didn’t even go that far, instead satisfying herself with a one night stand and letting the slut go on their merry way, unaware of the fate they’d narrowly escaped. In some ways that could be almost as intoxicating as taking them. After all, it was her decision, not the slut’s."
Hope you enjoy it!