Fox Mate (Madison Wolves) (20 page)

"I promise."

Scarlett cut my hands loose, but not my arms, and pulled the panties over my legs and up to my waist.

"Comfy?" she asked. I nodded.
I then complacently allowed them to re-tape my legs together and my hands back to my thighs. They put me back in the chair, gave me more lemonade, and we continued our card game. Chloe won, and she was very pleased.

I guess I'd been having fun, but it was about to get worse.

I started to squirm. I had to go to the bathroom. Ava offered me more cider and wouldn't take no for an answer.
She held my head and poured a little in. "If you spill, I punish you," she said. She got a half glass of cider into me. A few minutes later, my squirming grew worse.

"May I use the bathroom?" I asked.

"Of course," Scarlett said. "There's not even a price."

"Thank you."

Four of them carried me into the bathroom, set me on the toilet, then stepped out, closing the door. "Let us know when you're done," Ava said.

I sat there for a minute. My legs were taped tightly together,
I was wearing panties, and there was no way I could go to the bathroom like this.

"Girls," I said.

"Yes?"

"I wouldn't suppose you would free my hands and legs for this."

The door opened. Ava stood in front of me. "Legs and panties down, for a price. Hands, no. Five thousand dollars to free your legs. You must agree to behave and allow us to tape them back up afterwards."

I had about a half dozen smart ass remarks for them. I kept them inside.

"Once paid, I have full bathroom privileges like this?"

"Yes, but don't abuse it," she said.

I sighed. "May I speak privately with Angel?" It turns out I could, and they didn't even charge me. She stepped inside with me and closed the door. Angel knelt down in front of me.

"Angel, I'll behave. Let me handle my own bodily functions."

"We're ramping up, Michaela. We can't do the things to you we would do to a wolf, so we're doing other things. Like this. You understand, there is pride for Lara if she pays a large ransom for you. We can't make it easy for you, it's her pride and yours. Yours to last as long as you can, hers to pay a big price, but to bargain us down, and everyone to have fun."

I sighed. "When it's your turn?"

"I'll be offended if you hold back, Michaela. Brides look forward to tonight. Grooms don't though. Lara is probably a little frantic. You aren't because you know how tough she is. You'll crack and pay her ransom before she wants you to. Elisabeth can probably make you crack whenever she wants, and you'll pay anything she demands. Lara will pay yours the minute we make you beg."

I looked away. "I wasn't brought up this way, Angel."

"The next game is full of lots of embarrassing moments, and we're going to catch all of them on camera. You're going to have a blast, and there's another favor due to the winner."

"Please, Angel. Let me go to the bathroom properly."

"No. Be a good scout now. And it's bad form to enact retribution on us later."

I sighed, looking her in the eye. "Lara was going to let you do all this to me, but she thought she was going to get off free?"

"Free? Honey, she's going to pay a huge ransom for you. Thank you, by the way." she leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead.

"You're mistaken," I told her.

"About what?"

"The size of the ransom." I paused. "If I speak plainly, are you going to punish me?"

"If you are rude, I have to. If you are only speaking plainly, then no."

"I think this is an amazingly stupid 'game'. But I know the rules. I can't stop you from doing the things you are going to do, and I probably can't control some of my reactions. If you carry this far enough, I'm sure I will cry, I may scream, I may beg you to stop. But I won't beg Lara to pay for me. Ever."

"You will," Angel said. "We'll start treating you like a wolf if we have to. You'll beg. Two hours to daylight."

"I'll behave. Will you clean me afterwards?"

"Another five thousand dollars. We'll finish in here, I'll do anything you want to clean you up, and then you will walk out there on two legs and let us tape you back up."

"All right," I said.

Angel reached into her back pocket, pulled out the scissors, and cut the tape binding my legs together, then pulled the panties down. I spread my legs and immediately began piddling without even waiting for her to leave. I was as thorough as I could be, and when I was finally sure I was done, I asked her to help me.

She kissed me on the forehead first, then reached between my legs, and I began blushing furiously. She cleaned me,
pulled my panties back up, and washed her hands before helping me to stand. I followed docilely into the other room. Angel steadied me on my feet while Abigail taped my legs together firmly, again capturing my hands in the process. They picked me up and set me down in my chair, and we finished our card game.

I ate and drank sparingly after that. They let me get away with it for a while, including the next two ransom offers, but then Angel said, "Half a glass, anything you want, but you're drinking a half a glass, Michaela." She knew the bathroom trips were difficult for me.

"What if I decline?"

"Punishment, and you won't like it. It will be worse than the bathroom trips. Don't ask again or we'll demonstrate instead."

I looked at her sadly for a moment. "Lemonade, please."

After that, every ransom offered and declined included a half glass of something to drink. They tempted me with food, but I declined, and they didn't force it.

But she was right. The next game was fun, and we were all giggling at the antics. They took turns embarrassing each other, and it was clear this was part of the "make sure Michaela has fun, too," part.

My pre-ransom punishments slowly grew.
They had been nice for a while. I didn't enjoy the waxing, but I wondered whether Lara would later. That thought made me smile. I ended up with both a manicure and a pedicure, using polish colors of my choice, but it cost me a thousand dollars for each.

But then it was ransom time, and Abigail said, "We are going to pierce your nipples. Both of them. The alternative is to make a recording begging Lara to ransom you. She can afford what we're asking."

"Piercings," I said.

It hurt, and they weren't very good at it. When they were done, both nipples throbbed painfully. They hadn't offered to ice them, and I hadn't thought to ask.

Scarlett stepped close to me and whispered, "Kidnap night is a wolf tradition, fox. You're doing very well. Lara is going to enjoy seeing those."

"Are you still doing things that Lara will like?"

"We're trying," she replied. "Elisabeth got Lara really drunk a few years ago and wheedled out of her things Lara thinks are sexy. But we're going to run out soon."

"You did this for Lara?"

"Yes, we did it for Lara."

"Thank you."

Scarlett kissed my cheek and sat back down.

A few minutes later, I yawned. Little Chloe had wandered upstairs with Abigail and gone to bed, Abigail returning shortly after. When I yawned three more times, Angel asked, "Sleepy?"

"Yes."

"Would you like a nap?"

I looked at her.

"We'll give you an hour for two locks of hair, taken in as inconspicuous a fashion as we can. No one will notice they're missing. We'll turn the lights off and leave you alone."

"I'd rather sleep in your lap," I told Angel.

"All right," she said.

Ava took the hair. She was very careful to take them from the back of my head, buried in amongst the thickest parts. Angel took a place on the sofa, and the rest of the girls carried me over and set me down with my head in her lap.

"My side, please." So they rolled me over and made sure I was comfortable. The girls stepped away, taking all the phones with them, and someone turned the lights off.

"I love you, Michaela," Angel said. "Please, I hope you are having fun."

"I am, I guess."

"The more you let us do, the prouder we are of you, you know. This is a pride thing. I know. It's far more macho than you're used to, and intellectually we know that, but emotionally, we're wolves. Elisabeth will start offering you amounts you can pay, but may not want to, probably after you wake up. If you take them, Lara will be very hurt."

"How will I know?"

"When the ransom is painful, but not horrible. You'll know when Elisabeth thinks you should accept the offer. Lara won't break, you know, no matter what they do to her."

"I know."

"Sleep now. Do you want me to caress you?"

"Yes. I'm scared."

"I know. We all love you."

And then she began stroking my head softly and somehow I fell asleep.

They woke me gently. Angel called my name and began stroking me again. I woke groggy and tried to stretch, but couldn't. I began to panic, but Angel spoke soothingly. "You're with me, Michaela," she said. "Wake up now."

"Oh," I said. "It wasn't a nightmare."

"No, honey."

"I have to go to the bathroom. Will you free my hands?"

"Stop asking," she said. "Your hands stay bound until your ransom is paid."

"Where are we?"

"Don't ask any more questions like that, either," she said. "I won't answer, but if you ask again..."

"All right."

"Will you cooperate if I snip your legs free and let you walk to the bathroom?"

"Yes."

Angel helped me sit up, freed my legs, and I walked into the bathroom alone. She waited outside, and when I was done, she took care of me. She led me back to the couch and taped my legs again, removing some of the old tape first.

"Punishment time," she said. She called the other girls down.

Scarlett spoke. "Your punishment this time is a tattoo on your ass."

"Of what?" I asked.

Scarlett turned a piece of paper to me. There was a stylized "Lara's" all in black. "This is full size."

"Permanent tattoo? Are tattoos on weres permanent?"

"Yes," said Sophia.

"The alternative," Scarlett said, "Is you make a video asking Lara to pay your ransom."
She held up another piece of paper with the statement they wanted me to read. I didn't bother reading it.

"Tattoo."

"Yes!" said Angel, offering a fist pump.  In spite of myself, I laughed. "I'll be right back." Angel ran up stairs, was gone for a minute, then returned. She held the phone to my ear.

"Hello, Elisabeth," I said.

"Would you like Lara back, Little Fox?"

"Yes, Elisabeth, I would."

"The ransom is your house in Bayfield, the contents of your bank account after whatever you currently owe the women there, a major favor to each of us, and your throat to each of us."

"In perpetuity."

"Of course."

"In other words, a ransom I could pay."

"Yes."

"I decline your offer, Elisabeth."

I could hear the smile. "All right. I'll pass that along to the alpha. Enjoy your tattoo, by the way. Lara is going to love it."

"Elisabeth
, what are you doing to her?"

"Don't ask,
Little Fox."

"All right."

The girls picked me up and set me down, face down on the coffee table. "Please hold me still," I said.

"We will," Angel said. "This is going to hurt, but Lara is going to love you did this for her."

Scarlett did the tattoo. It took a long time. She worked carefully. It hurt, but not as much as I thought it might.

"Nice," Sophia said when Scarlett was done.

"It's bleeding," Angel said. I heard a camera click several times. The girls held me down for the photos, even though I tried to squirm away. They didn't punish me for squirming.

Then they taped a bandage over it
, replaced the panties, and moved me back to the sofa, but helped me sit crooked to keep my tortured cheek off the couch. Scarlett loaded the pictures she had taken onto a laptop and they showed me.

She had done a good job. "Thank you, Scarlett," I told her.

"You are welcome, Michaela. You're sweating, you need more to drink." I didn't resist as they gave me a full glass of water.

"It's sunrise," Scarlett said. "We're out of favors for Lara." I nodded understanding.

After that, they were very nice to me in between punishments. They asked me what I wanted for breakfast, and I had a half a Belgian waffle and some bacon. And two more glasses of lemonade. They took turns telling embarrassing stories about themselves, and soon had me in stitches.

Then Angel's phone buzzed.

"Punishment time," she said. "Tell her, Abigail."

Abigail climbed off her chair and knelt down in front of me. "We've done everything that was on Lara's list, Michaela. The ransom we're asking is payable. Lara would be proud to pay this much for you, although I admit it's a record for the pack. You know if you beg, she'll pay it."

I nodded.

"You're going to beg eventually."

I nodded.

"We're going to
start getting mean," she said. "For a while, we'll give you the choice of making a video. You won't have to beg, but you will read whatever we write for you. If you make the video, we won't do the punishment."