Page 14 of Code of Captivity

My stomach turned when I remembered the man on the chair—the traitor. I took a few calming breaths, not wanting to go back to those terrible memories. I focused on the sounds in and around the room. It didn't matter what he wanted me to be because I would obey. The scar tingled at the base of my neck, and I touched the plaque on my collar.

Rabbit, Property of Adrik.

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I stumbled but he caught my arm before reaching behind me to pull on the laces that held the mask in place. He pulled it off, easing my hair out as he took it off. The cool air instantly hit my damp face and I blinked in the dim light. The main light wasn't on just a lamp. It wasn't the same bedroom that I was in last time. This one was much more spacious.

“Through there is my bedroom. If you need anything, don't leave your room alone. Until the traitor has been found, you're a target,” he said as I studied his face.

There wasn't a hint of the monster from the medical room.

“Yes, Master,” I said, looking at his feet.

“Go and use the bathroom to wash up,” he said before walking toward the connecting door to his bedroom.

As soon as he left, all the tension left my body. I went into the bathroom, which was stylish in white, silver, and black. There was no bathtub but a walk-in shower. I washed my face, brushedmy teeth, and removed the tail to give it a wash before using the toilet. Once I was ready for bed, I searched the cabinet and found the lube to stick my tail back in.

Fuck the Matrix. The White Rabbit. What was I thinking?

I shoved the damn tail into my ass. When I went into the bedroom, I stopped a few steps in because he was sitting on my bed under the covers. His chest and arms were littered with tattoos, much like his hands. There was so much of him. He could probably snap my neck like a twig. I have no idea why he needed to plant an explosive inside of me.

“Are you going to stand there staring at me all night?”

“I’m sorry, Master,” I said, rushing to the bed to await his instructions.

“Get on the bed and move into the humble position,” he said, rubbing his beard.

I climbed onto the bed and spread my legs before kneeling down with my hands flat on the bed, placing my face and shoulders on the bed. When Master moved, I was tempted to look up, but I didn't. He moved behind me and rubbed his hands over my ass cheeks, hips, and thighs before he slapped me.

I gasped at the unexpected blow, but like Madam’s cane, I enjoyed the pain. He slapped my other side, and my pussy and gut clenched. His fingers gripped my hip before he began to slap my ass, continuing until it stung, and I was panting for air against the bedding.

“A nice bunny spanked ass,” he muttered to himself as he used his palms to rub my abused flesh.

He lifted my tail up and ran his fingers along my wet pussy, pausing before he spread me open, and I felt his cock rub against my pussy.

“Beg for my cock,Zayka. Tell me how badly you need your Master to fuck your wet little slit,” he said, slowly moving back and forward.

I closed my eyes, forcing my mind to go blank, to remember my training and I took a deep breath.

“Please use my pussy, Master. Fuck me with your hard cock. This dirty bunny needs it so badly, Master,” I begged, hoping it would be enough for him.

“Dirty bunny, indeed,” he murmured, easing the head of his cock inside me. “A nice tight little cunt. Open up for your Master bunny.”

I pushed back, and he slid a few inches inside me. He didn't reprimand me. Instead, he held my hips and thrust into me.

“Good little fuck bunny. Such a tight cunt,” he groaned when I clenched around him. “Hold your position.”

His hands dropped over me and onto the bed. I understood why he said for me to hold my position because when he began to fuck me, his body slammed against mine, almost flattening me to the bed. I braced myself and pushed my ass in the air. His cock was surging in and out of me, rubbing me in places that had never been touched.

“Yes, give me that soft bunny cunt,” he said as he moved faster.

I started to moan and cry out as the pleasure intensified. “Please, use me, Master.”

“Sex doll, now,” he barked as he pulled out.

I moved onto my back with my knees raised and put my feet flat on the bed. He grabbed my legs and pinned my knees onto the bed as he spread me open. The pain of his fingers digging into me added to the pleasure. When he eased his cock inside of me, he looked at me.

“Hands beneath your head,” he said before he lifted his hips up and slammed down.

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