Kim and her friend Barbara voluntarily sign on for an unusual wilderness adventure where they'll be brutally trained and used as sex slaves by the Dominant men who claim them--a real life fantasy fit for only the most daring. Arriving at the hamlet of Gordburg, they discover a resort town where women are caged, being readied for the slave market where they'll be sold at auction. Some slaves are sent to Gordburg by their masters for intense training, others are there by their own choice. The two curious women discover that while some of these caged women relish their enslavement, others find the rough treatment is more than they signed on for. For those who run this unique resort, the fantasy is not a fantasy at all, but very real!
Undeterred by what she's seen, Barbara decides to go straight to the slave market for purchase--and the hard sex she expects to enjoy. Meanwhile, Kimberley decides on a game of hide and seek where she'll be pursued by both men and women intent on making her their slave. She wants to the feel the thrill of being captured, forcefully subdued and compelled to submit to their sexual demands. Kimberley sets out on a game of escape and evade where she becomes Elf-girl, a cunning and elusive player. While there's no one better at dodging the hunters, Kimberly really wants to be caught, tamed and put in her place by a man powerful enough to give her the satisfaction that comes from total surrender. Can the adventurous Elf-Girl succeed in living out her dreams? Or will time run out, leaving her desperately longing for more?
A story with lots of twists, turns, hot scenes and exciting action to keep the reader turning pages. Expect graphic sexuality, including straight, oral and anal sex, girl/girl action, domination and submission, bondage, collars, chains, mild whipping, not-so-mild spanking, enforced nudity, public displays of nudity, captivity and branding.
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1 . fun ride
Posted March 28, 2010 by leigh h. , phillyThis adventure was fun, sexy and graphic! I enjoyed all the individul points of view, their thoughts and experiences were very interesting. The final "training" was indeed enjoyable.
2 . Good Story
Posted April 13, 2009 by Polly , AnaheimEven though the book is about sexual slavery, the character called "Elf Girl" is strong and independent. The story was interesting.
Pink Flamingo Publications
March 21, 2007
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Excerpt from The Elusive Prey by S J Lewis
"Feisty, ain't she?" Jack observed, hands in his pockets.
"For now." The man who had slapped her nodded. "She won't be after a week at the Farm."
"We're gonna take her to the Farm?" Jack asked. Kimberley could almost hear the capital-F when they said "the Farm". What the hell was the Farm?
"Yeah, but not right away." Slapper replied. He pulled Barbara's head up by her hair and looked into her eyes. Kimberley could still not clearly see Barbara's face or her expression, and she cursed her luck silently.
"Let 'er go, Bull." Slapper nodded towards the man holding Barbara. Bull shrugged and let go. Barbara fell to her hands and knees in the dirt, her hair sprawling.
"You just stay like that, bitch." Slapper ordered. "Jack, bring me her belt, hey?"
Kimberley wriggled in anticipation, but when Jack handed Slapper...he must be the leader, Kimberley guessed...the requested belt, instead of using it to give Barbara's perfect ass a good, hard spanking, he looped it around her neck and pulled it snug. Barbara coughed once as the leather tightened around her throat, but did nothing else. She just stayed on her hands and knees, as she had been told.
"You got first dibs, Ralphie." Slapper called out.
"I'll wait." Ralphie replied, taking another swig from the bottle.
"How long you think you'll have to wait?" Slapper grinned, and the other men laughed. The hairs the back of Kimberley's neck stood up at the raw brutality of the sound.
"Not too long." Ralphie growled. "You guys go ahead. I want to see her get it."
"Fine by me." Slapper shrugged. "Here, Bull. Take this." He twitched the belt, and Kimberley saw Barbara briefly lift a hand, as if to try to loosen its grip on her neck.
Bull dutifully took hold of the end of the belt, giving it a short tug. Slapper moved around behind Barbara. He thrust a booted foot between her knees and used it to shove them further apart. Barbara whimpered.
Slapper regarded their prize for a moment. "Nice view." He chuckled to the other men. More laughter. He dropped to his knees behind Barbara and used his hand on her...or in her...again. Barbara writhed and whined.
"You behave." Slapper warned her, slapping her hard on her ass. Barbara jerked and yelped.
Kimberley observed it all intently. Her breathing had quickened, and she was getting a little...moist. She thought about masturbating while she watched the men use Barbara. It would be possible, but would she give herself away by moaning when she came? Maybe...but she couldn't just watch her revenge playing itself out and not do anything. She was too aroused for that. She remembered the bandana she had tucked into one of her shirt pockets. She'd originally meant to use it as a sweatband or a neckerchief, but the day had not been hot enough for it. She stealthily unbuttoned the pocket, wadded up the bandana, and stuffed it into her mouth. She rolled onto her side, unbuckled her belt and unfastened her shorts as she watched Slapper, his pants now down around his knees, get a grip on Barbara's hips and slam his cock deep, deep, deep into her. Barbara tossed her head back and howled, her fingers digging into the dirt. Hastily, Kimberley thrust her hand under her shorts, under her panties, two fingers sliding easily into her slick, warm pussy. She shuddered and bit down on the bandana as Slapper began pumping Barbara hard and fast, giving her another stinging slap on her ass every so often. Barbara's head tossed up and down, her long, fine blonde hair flying, her body quivering from the impacts of cock and hand as she shrieked and howled and moaned and yelped.
Kimberley watched and listened to it all with something like awe. She'd heard Siamese cats in heat that weren't as noisy as Barbara.
Slapper suddenly stiffened and groaned, his fingers digging into Barbara's hips. A quick, spasmodic jerk and another groan, another jerk and another groan, and then a long, loud "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Barbara had fallen silent. Her head was hanging as low as Bull's grip on her leash would permit.
Was he done already? Kimberley slowed her own finger-play down and frowned. He'd only just started! She saw Barbara form one hand into a fist and use it to pound weakly at the ground. Was it in anger? Frustration? Something else? Kimberley herself felt very frustrated at the moment. Well, there were three more of them to go.
Bull handed off the leash to Jack as Slapper slowly pulled up his pants and stood. He patted Barbara's rump affectionately. "Good girl," he chuckled. "Nice and tight. Maybe we won't take you to the Farm right away, hey?" He walked over to Ralphie and gestured for him to hand over the bottle. Ralphie obliged.
The firelight picked out highlights on Barbara's naked body. Kimberley peered more closely. Yes, indeed, Barbara was sweating now. Was she sweating from her own exertions or was she just a bit too close to the fire?
Bull unzipped his pants and took out a cock that looked as thick as a salami and almost as long. No wonder they called him Bull, Kimberley thought to herself. She watched him grip Barbara's hair and pull her head up. He said something to Barbara that Kimberley didn't catch and then moved his cock closer to Barbara's face. Barbara hesitated, then leaned forward and upward to kiss the swollen tip. Bull grunted and let go of her hair. He went around behind her and knelt between her legs as Slapper had. Kimberley heard Barbara whimper just once before Bull took her. Unlike Slapper, Bull went slowly. As he pushed his cock further and further in, Barbara's back slowly arched and her head came up until she was almost looking straight up at the night sky. Her hair fell away from her face, and Kimberley could see that Barbara's eyes were shut tight, but her mouth was gaping open, her lips drawn back from her teeth. She let out a long, loud, low moan that rose in pitch as Bull thrust himself all the way in until it was almost another shriek. Kimberley saw her hand, no longer balled into a fist, slapping the ground hard, like a wrestler caught in a painful pin. Bull got a grip on her hair and held on to it as he began fucking her, slowly and deliberately. Barbara was moaning in time with Bull's powerful thrusts.
This was good. Oh, this was good! Kimberley kept her eyes fixed on Barbara and Bull and began to masturbate again. She was SO hot now! And Jack and Ralphie were still waiting their turns. She bit down on the bandana hard.
She was very close to coming when she was interrupted by an arm and a leg sliding over her prone body. Startled, she whirled around onto her back to see who this intruder was. She saw a woman's face, inches from her own. It was the face of an older woman, in her mid-30s, Kimberley guessed, attractive enough but a bit too spare to be called "pretty". "Attractive", yes. The woman was smiling, but the smile did not quite touch those two intense brown eyes.
"Sssshhhh." The woman held a long finger up to her lips. She nodded towards the clearing. "Friend of yours?" she asked in a hoarse whisper. Heart pounding, Kimberley nodded, unable to look away from those eyes. Something about them reminded her of a tiger or a puma...some formidable lone predator. The woman's smile widened, showing even, white teeth. Sharp teeth, Kimberley thought...especially those canines. "You want to watch?" she breathed. Again, all Kimberley could do was nod. "Good," the woman nodded. "I want to watch too." She gently rolled Kimberley back onto her side, and her hand slid down to Kimberley's crotch. It closed over Kimberley's hand through the fabric of her shorts and panties. "Here..." she murmured into Kimberley's ear, her warm breath making Kimberley shudder. "Let me help..."
Still shocked and confused, Kimberley realized for the first time that this woman seemed to be clad all in black, even her hair covered by some kind of black knitted cap. Kimberley kept her head twisted around to look back at this intruder until Barbara shrieked again.
Bull had quickened his rhythm, pounding Barbara hard now. He'd pulled her tawny blonde head back even further, until her torso, shining with sweat in the firelight, was bent into an almost impossible curve. Partly obscured by her long hair, Barbara's breasts quivered with each of Bull's thrusts. Kimberley felt the woman's hand gently urging her own back into motion, and she shuddered from the intensity of the feeling.
"That's it..." the woman purred into Kimberley's sensitive ear as Kimberley's hand began to move on its own, slowly at first. "That's it..." Kimberley whimpered softly into the bandana still stuffed in her mouth. Who was this woman? What did she want? And how had she managed to sneak up on her so silently? The woman's leg was still across hers, gently pinning them down. She might be able to break free, to get up, but it would make so much noise that the men would hear it even over all of the noise Barbara was making, and she was in no shape to start running immediately with her shorts unbuckled and opened as they were.
"Ahhh..." the woman exhaled softly, making Kimberley shudder again. "Your friend is beautiful...and very noisy, isn't she?" Her hand was still in position over Kimberley's, but now it was just matching Kimberley's movements. Barbara was howling now as Bull pumped her furiously. Kimberley's hand quickened to match the rhythm of Bull's rapid thrusts.
Then the woman took Kimberley's exposed ear gently between her teeth. Her tongue licked at it softly, feather-light. Kimberley was already very close to orgasm: That pushed her right over the edge and into a spinning, roaring, red and pink abyss. Dimly, she heard Barbara's long, loud cry and Bull's grunts as they both came at the same time.
Kimberley felt as if she had melted into a warm, boneless puddle. She could not see very clearly at the moment, but she could hear Barbara moaning and groaning again as another man used her, and she could feel the strange woman gently moving her, rolling her onto her belly, pulling her arms behind her.
"Ssshhh...quiet, my little Elf-Girl." The woman whispered soothingly. "I'm not going to turn you over to those men."
It didn't sound all that reassuring to Kimberley...and how did this woman know the name she was going by out here? She felt cords biting into her crossed wrists. Dammit! She complained through the now soggy bandana.
"Oh, don't worry..." the woman went on softly, softly..." We'll both stay until those men are done with your friend." She knotted the bonds on Kimberley's wrists tightly, then moved forward on her hands and knees until she was straddling Kimberley's prone form. She moved her mouth very close to Kimberley's ear. "I want to watch too." She whispered, and then her tongue flicked against Kimberley's ear, making her shiver.
"My, my..." the woman went on, in the same intimate tone. "Your ears are very sensitive, aren't they?" Kimberley gave one low, muffled grunt. Then she felt the woman securing the bandana in place with another length of rope. "I'm sure there's more to learn about you, Elf-Girl. But for now, let's watch your friend. It's very...arousing, don't you think?" She rolled Kimberley back onto her side, refastened the shorts and carefully buckled the belt.
It was very difficult to pay much attention to Jack's turn at fucking Barbara. He took her from behind, just as Slapper and Bull did. "No ingenuity..." the strange woman whispered disapprovingly. It also seemed as if Bull had taken something out of Barbara. Her head hung low, and the only noises she made now were weak moans and whimpers. It didn't help that the woman was cuddled up close behind her, spoon-fashion. She had one leg thrown over Kimberley's legs while her free hand caressed and explored Kimberley's torso, sliding under her shirt, under her sports bra, cupping a breast. Kimberley retaliated by trying to dig her fingers into the woman's belly, but it was too well-muscled, and the woman only laughed quietly and throatily into her ear. Somehow that laugh also reminded Kimberley of a lone predator, amused by the last futile struggles of her prey. She closed her eyes. Dammit, dammit, DAMMIT! It wasn't supposed to go like this!
"Hey, Ralphie! You up for it now or what?"
Kimberley opened her eyes and tried to ignore the long, strong fingers caressing and tweaking her nipples. Whoever this strange woman was, she kept her nails fairly long and, as far as Kimberley was concerned, unnecessarily sharp.
"Yeah. I am now!" Ralphie stood up. He looked a bit unsteady on his feet. Maybe he was drunk. He'd sure been hitting that bottle pretty hard.
"How d'ya want her?" Slapper laughed. Ralphie wiped the back of his hand across his mouth. "Tie 'er hands," he said. His words were slurred, angry.
"Ahhhh..." the woman purred. "This might be interesting." She pinched Kimberley's nipple, making her squeak. "Pay attention now, Elf-girl."
Barbara struggled weakly as they hauled her up into a kneeling position and tied her hands behind her with some kind of brown rope. Her lovely long hair was a mess now, tangled, dirty and matted here and there with sweat. She seemed to have some inkling as to what was coming, because she was shaking her head. Ralphie picked something up from the floor of the lean-to and handed it to Slapper before wobbling over to stand in front of Barbara. He took the end of her leash from Bull's hand and gave it a nasty yank, glowering at Barbara the whole time.
"Damn bitch!" he growled. "What the hell were y' tryin' t'do? Y'know how fucking SORE I am?"
"I'm sorry!" Barbara wailed. "Please! I'm sorry!"
Ralphie grinned evilly. "You're gonna be sorrier, you bitch!" He backhanded her clumsily. Kimberley winced at the sound. Barbara tried to put her head down, turn away, but Bull yanked her back upright. Ralphie unbuckled his jeans and shoved them down around his knees. "Now," he snarled at Barbara, thrusting his cock at her face, "Suck it!"
"No! Please!" Barbara turned her head away. How much of the act was real and how much wasn't Kimberley couldn't tell.
Ralphie turned to Slapper. "Boss?" he nodded towards Barbara. Slapper nodded and began walking towards Barbara. He held in his hand whatever Ralphie had handed him earlier. Kimberley couldn't tell what it was. It was black, about as long as Slapper's forearm, and half as wide as his hand. As he walked, he flicked it back and forth. Whatever it was, it wriggled a little as he did that. He came up to Barbara and held it up so she could see. Kimberley peered at it intently, trying to ignore the other woman's hand as it fondled, probed and pinched. It looked like some sort of wide leather strap.
"No..." Barbara recoiled from it. "No! I'll be good!"
Slapper patted her cheek and smiled. "Yes, you will," he agreed. "But first..." he patted her cheek less gently and stepped to one side of her, raising his arm.
Barbara yelped as the strap came down hard across her backside. Two more hard strokes, two more yelps, and Ralphie thrust his cock into Barbara's face again. "I SAID SUCK IT!!!" he yelled. Whimpering, Barbara leaned forward and took him into her mouth. Eyes closed, she began to suck at it with small, slow, back-and-forth motions of her head and upper body.
"You can do better than that!" Ralphie yelled. "Come on, bitch!" He put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her towards him. Barbara choked, sputtered and tried to pull away. As if he were waiting for her to do that, Slapper brought the strap down across her ass again. It made a noise like a shot, and Kimberley flinched.
"Ahhh..." the woman breathed. "This is better! Isn't it, my little Elf-Girl?"
Barbara kept trying to pull away, which only earned her more vicious blows with the strap. She tried to protect herself with her bound hands, but then Slapper aimed for whatever wasn't covered at the moment.
It occurred to Kimberley that Ralphie was taking a big risk trying to keep his cock stuffed into Barbara's mouth while she was being whipped. Barbara had teeth, after all...but then, Ralphie was more than a little drunk. Then Barbara seemed to give up the fight entirely. She leaned forward, taking more and more of Ralphie in, almost frantically. He kept his hand on the back of her head, but let her pull away a little to draw one noisy breath. Then she took him in even deeper, burying her pert little nose in the mat of dark, curly hairs with a loud nasal grunt. Slapper grinned and stopped using the strap on her, but Barbara's desperate attempts to please never slackened. She would pull back until just the head of Ralphie's cock was still in her mouth and then lunge forward, no doubt getting short-and-curlies up her nose, accompanying the actions with gasps for air and grunts as he hit the back of her throat. Kimberley found that she was salivating at the sight.