gag1195 wrote: 9 months ago
Also, yes! It's time to hunt!
So it is.
PART 17
Freedom muttered to himself as he wandered through the forest, trying to spot any sign of their escaped prisoner. The whole thing had been a cruel joke in the first place, they'd probably have released Promise the next day when he was properly convinced they'd leave him there for a month.
After the Therapist incident, Rui had surrounded his land with a fence, so there was no way out for Promise, unless Rui opened the gate that connected to the outside road for him, and why would he do that?
No, they'd find him sooner or later, and bring him back to the hut. But then what? Apologize and make up? Or lean in harder and actually commit him into Rui's mechanical prison?
Their initial subdual of their friend and partner had escalated when they untied him for the first time. He'd screamed and swung at them, and they'd had to restrain him again. When they'd tried to ungag him to feed him, he'd immediately resumed the threats, and had almost taken Blessing's finger off when they'd forcibly shut him up again.
They'd threatened him with shaving him bald if he didn't stop, and he hadn't. Perhaps unsurprisingly, following through with the threat didn't improve his temper either.
They'd had to wait until he passed out from exhaustion before they'd managed to apply a dental gag. He'd finally shut up when Blessing had threatened to only feed him piss for the next month.
After some extra days of torment, he'd broken down and cried and they'd talked normally and shook on peace and freed him, and that was when he'd given Freedom the bruise. It had been hard work to subdue him again, and that time they didn't take any more chances, isolating him with earplugs and a hood, only feeding him via the tube in his gag.
Yes, they'd gone too far, and they didn't know how to de-escalate it. They'd hoped for Rui's help, and instead... this had happened.
The walkie-talkie crackled, pulling him out of his reverie. "Anything?"
"Nothing yet," he replied.
This whole thing was stupid. Going out to look for him? He could move wherever he wanted at any time, just not out of the area. And neither Blessing nor he had any idea about tracking. They should just go back to the complex and wait for him to give up.
And yet, there was something to the idea of hunting down and subduing their "feral", buck naked captive that excited him.
That was when he spotted it.
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Blessing could not have been more excited to be on the hunt. He was moving carefully, eyes peeled for any sign of Promise.
In his mind, he was playing out the scenario of recapturing their prisoner. Wrestling him to the ground before pulling the zipcuffs tight around his wrists as he struggled and cursed. Another pair around the elbows, pulled real tight. Maybe one around the neck, just above the Adam's apple. Let him flop and curse as Blessing's shoes came off, force the socks into his mouth along with another ziptie. Then ankles and knees.
He'd call Freedom on the walkie-talkie and together, they'd carry him back to the complex like a prize catch, maybe hanging from a branch like in Return of the Jedi.
And then... what? They should probably offer him one more chance to bury the hatchet. Maybe Rui would know what to do, he was the diplomatic one.
But for now, the hunt was on.
He raised the walkie-talkie to his lips. "Anything?"
"Nothing yet."
Good. That increased his own chance.
Some minutes later, he decided to take a break - stop moving, see if he could hear his prey walking anywhere. And why not take care of something else, as well?
He leaned against a tree, fished his erection out of his pants, and started to masturbate.
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