Bondage Princess Caitlin

The Bounty Hunter

"It's good to be back in California," grinned Roxy, leaning over Caitlin's lap to look out at the sunlit landscape.

"I guess," sighed Cat, combing her right hand through her bound, red hair, wishing she were in a hot bubble bath surrounded by golden-flamed candles.

Roxy leaned back into her bus seat and peered up at her tall sister. "What's wrong?"

"I guess I'm feeling a bit lost. With Mr. Lynch and the guys gone, I don't know what to do with myself."

"The old shaman said you had to fight evil, demons and stuff," reminded Roxy.

"Where are they? How do I find them?" countered Cat.

"I think they'll find you," grinned Roxy.

"That's what I'm afraid of."

"We'll get a hotel room, clean up, and find something to eat. Instead of worrying about demons, we need to figure out how to get some more money."

"If we can get a laptop, I think I can solve that problem, at least," smiled Caitlin softly.

"You gonna go into hacker mode?" chuckled Roxy evilly.

"Something like that."

***

The hunter watched Caitlin and Roxy climb off of the long bus. He wore a simple human form: male, mid-twenties, long, dirty black hair with rather bland brown eyes, average height and weight, a faded black t-shirt and torn jeans with dirty black sneakers. He had to admit to himself that his prey was striking, a young human woman with bright red hair bound up in a ponytail, alluring green eyes, tall, with beautifully slender legs and large, firm breasts that strained the fabric of her green, sleeveless sweater. Cut-off jean shorts showed off the prey's creamy, taut thighs. The hunter's members twitched underneath his clothing, he breathed deeply to calm himself, the prey was powerful and intelligent, it would be unwise to underestimate the human. The prey's sibling seemed to talk constantly, the hunter could sense power within the girl, but her thoughts were scattered, like tendrils of smoke. The sibling would not be much of an obstacle when the hunter captured his prey.

***

Roxy was singing as she bathed languidly in the tub of scented water. Caitlin sat on the edge of her bed, tapping the keys of the laptop Roxy had "found" while Cat had bought them some burgers and sodas at a local quickie mart. Caitlin couldn't rag on her sister too much, what she was doing fell into the same category, hacking into International Operations and siphoning money into a dummy bank account. The act of stealing didn't sit well with Cat, but considering her victim, she couldn't feel too much remorse. When the money was transferred, Caitlin jacked out and closed the laptop. She picked up a towel and dried her damp hair some more, Roxy left the bathroom with a towel around her middle and another scrubbing vigorously at her short, black tresses.

"Now I just want to sleep for a week," sighed Roxy, dropping heavily onto her twin-sized bed.

Caitlin got up from her bed and slipped her clothes on. She stuffed the hotel room key in her right pocket and walked to the door.

"Where ya going, Cat?"

"I need to walk around a bit."

"Be careful, Sis."

"I will," said Caitlin before she shut the hotel room door behind her.

***

"She is in Barstow, excellent," smiled Sebastian, baring perfect ivory teeth with sharpened incisors. "When will you attempt to capture her?"

The hunter replied.

"Good. Do not inflict permanent harm upon her, you are to capture her and return her to me."

The demon lord set down the receiver. He clasped his arms behind his back and turned to look out the wide window that granted a view of the barren desert, the night sky awash with glittering silver stars.

A muffled moan interrupted Sebastian's revelry. The darkly handsome demon in human guise glanced over his right shoulder, fangs gleaming in the bright moonlight.

"Impatient to continue, my dear? Forgive my discourtesy, I was merely taking a moment to savor my memories of your sister-in-arms. Young Caitlin was my favorite, she endured more pain than any other, I believe she actually enjoyed the agonies I lavished upon her."

The demon dressed in a finely tailored, black, three-piece suit left the window and walked to the center of the room. A wide, ornately-designed rug was laid out in front of Sebastian's oak desk. In the center of the rug's diamond design stood Sarah Rainmaker, her dark brown, naked flesh covered with angry welts and bruises, clammy sweat gleamed over every inch of her quivering body. Sarah's wrists were wrapped in leather restraints, which were attached to polished steel chains dangling from the ceiling. A white plastic ball gag was fastened inside Sarah's mouth, the ball was covered with holes so Sarah could breathe and so Sebastian could enjoy her pain-filled moans.

Sebastian cupped Sarah's right breast. The tit was adorned with several long lash marks, the nipple was swollen and red, a needle gleamed in the stiff nub.

"You will be my insurance if the bounty hunter fails, you will make Caitlin kneel to me," whispered Sebastian in Sarah's right ear, his fingers grasping the tips of the needle and twisting it, pain throbbed through the young woman's nipple and breast. Sarah moaned weakly through her ball gag, pain-filled tears slid down her dusky cheeks.

"Yes, moan for me," sighed Sebastian, releasing the needle embedded in Sarah's nipple and lowering his right arm across her sweat-soaked belly, touching her damp pussy with light fingertips, caressing the soft lips of Sarah's shivering cunt.

***

Caitlin walked along the sidewalk, passing one hotel door after another. The hotel parking lot was full, Caitlin wondered why until she heard the sharp moans coming from the small rooms. She glanced quickly through one uncovered window as she walked by, she saw a girl handcuffed to the headpost of the room's bed, a naked man slamming his crotch against her small, bare ass. Caitlin looked away, her breasts heaving, her skin hot and glowing. The awful need that Caitlin had hoped was gone forever awoke between her legs, she bit her lower lip, eyes wet with unshed tears.

Caitlin left the hotel lot and walked across the patch of grass that ran from the hotel to the highway. A small creek trickled to Cat's left, a steep, grassy slope led down to the turbid rivulet.

Something smashed into Caitlin's back. The young woman went flying down the slope, rolling head over heels, landing in a heap near the stream. Cat pushed herself up and tilted her head to see who had pushed her. A thick, purple tentacle slithered around Caitlin's neck, the tendril was slick with slime, it throbbed obscenely as it closed tighter and tighter around Cat's throat. Caitlin seized the tentacle and jerked forward with all her strength. A young man flew over Caitlin, he smashed into the opposite slope of the creek, clumps of broken soil rained down into the water. The stranger dug his hands and feet into the earth, he twisted his head to face Caitlin as more tentacles sprouted from underneath his t-shirt, lancing across the creek and entwining around Cat's arms and legs. Caitlin yanked on the binding tendrils, pulling the demon man away from his perch. The demon twisted in the air, arms and legs spread-eagling as he dropped towards Caitlin. Sharp, black claws sprung from the demon's hands and feet, they stabbed into the ground around Caitlin when he landed on top of her.

"Get..off..of me!" gasped Caitlin, writhing underneath the demon man's body.

The demon man's tentacles contracted around Caitlin's wrists and thighs. Cat fought to breathe as the tendril around her throat constricted, cutting off her supply of air. Caitlin's limbs became heavier, she watched the demon straddling her, his mouth opening impossibly wide, a long, dripping tongue flicking out to slide across her cheek, tasting her warm skin. Caitlin's arms fell onto the grass, her vision blurred, she felt the demon's claws rip her shorts open, razor-sharp nails tearing her panties to pieces.

"No," croaked Caitlin, tears spilling from her eyes while the demon's claws shredded her sweater, the cool evening air brushing over her trembling, bare breasts. Sharp, black nails dragged over Caitlin's tits, she shivered, not sure if the reaction was from fear or from pleasure. The long, writhing tongue circled around Caitlin's swollen, pink nipples, drool spilled over her breasts, running down her cleavage to her flat tummy. The tip of the tentacle choking Caitlin's throat brushed over her quivering lips, leaving a residue of salty slime on her mouth. The tendrils around Cat's thighs pulled her legs apart, she felt the demon grasp her buttocks with his claws, the nails digging into her flesh, her pussy hot and moist as her attacker's cock nestled in the entrance of her hole, slime pouring over her cunt.

The demon kissed Caitlin hard on the lips. She felt the monster's tongue wriggle into her throat, she tilted her head back, her mouth stuffed and drooling, her hips rocking as the demon finally entered her, his cock expanding inside her pussy, stretching her slit wide, a long, pulsing shaft stabbed deep into her yearning belly. Caitlin trembled on the grass slope underneath the humping demon, the creature's tongue falling out of her mouth and sliding over her chin, drenching it with slime and drool. Caitlin's fingers clutched at empty air, her knees buckled while the demon fucked her, ramming himself into her cunt faster and faster, the tentacles around her out-spread thighs stroking her flesh, spreading more slime between her legs. The demon grunted and shot his semen inside Caitlin. Cat's belly filled with heat, her pussy quaked when her attacker slipped his cock from her fluid-soaked cunt.

The demon held Caitlin's face as he drooled over her mouth, the saliva hardening into a thick crust over Cat's lips and cheeks. The demon man rolled the naked young woman onto her belly, he pressed her wrists together at the base of her spine, drooling more binding slime over her hands.

"Cat? Are you here?" called out Roxy from the top of the slope.

The hunter froze, still sitting on top of Caitlin, claws holding her arms against her back while the binding slime hardened around the young woman's wrists. Caitlin called out to her sister, but the slime gag across her face stifled her cries for help. Roxy walked away from the creek, confusion upon her pretty face. The demon rose on long tentacle limbs like a spider, clutching the naked Caitlin to his stomach, scuttling quickly and quietly over the winding creek, following it into the night.

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