Page 43 of Prey Tell
Those taut muscles, pushing me into the ground…
I shake my head to clear my thoughts.
“The Castle?”
Miles nods once. “The woods behind the castle.” His serious expression falters for a second, and then he’s turning away.
“I can’t for the life of me picture Chasehunting,” Jackson says, scoffing. “But he goes every few months, so I suppose anything is possible.”
Yes, it is.
I look at Miles, and he’s watching me with interest. Something tells me that Miles knows about my history with his brother. And if he doesn’t, he seems like the observant type.
“I have to get back to the office for a bit,” he says quickly, pulling his wallet out and dropping money on top of my purse. “Thanks for dinner, Juliet. Lovely to see you. See you later, Jackson.”
He turns and walks to the elevator.
My head is spinning as I wrap the rest of my burrito up. Suddenly, I’m no longer hungry.
“I recordedX-men: The Last Standif you want to watch it with me?” Jackson asks, sighing as he leans back.
“Sure. Just going to use the restroom. Where is it, again?”
“Down the hallway,” Jackson tells me, texting on his phone. “I’ll be here.”
I scurry down the hallway, studying the art and the design aesthetic of the house through fresh eyes. Chase certainly has a very… masculine… style. Lots of earth tones, blacks, silver…
I close the bathroom door and lock it behind me.
Pulling my phone out of my back pocket, I GoogleHunting + primal play + Ravage Castleand pray something comes up.
“Aha!” I say gleefully, staring at the top search result, which is an Instagram story shared earlier today by a profile with the name The Domme Group. Clicking on it, my heart races as I watch it, realizing it’s an exclusive invitation unboxing. A sleek black envelope—stamped with gold wax—is opened, and then the profile is pulling out an invite in gold ink on fancy parchment. I pause the video to read the text.
Welcome to The Hunt: three days of connecting with our primal selves. If biting, scratching, and howling is your thing, join us for a night or for the whole weekend. Safely learn to focus solely on language via movement, sound, touch—andplay. Primal games expected.
Where: Ravage Castle
Hosted by the Domme Group.
This event is 18+.Invitation only.
We play by RACK (risk aware consensual kink), safe wordswillbe utilized, and intake forms are required.
My heart thumps against my ribs as I watch the video four more times. I click over to the profile and read their bio.The Domme Group is a collective of fierce femme-identifying Dommes headquartered in Southern California who are dedicated to the BDSM lifestyle and community.
There’s nothing else about The Hunt on their profile, but before I can think, I shoot off a message about obtaining a ticket as a single submissive.
What the hell am I doing?!
After using the restroom, I walk back into the living room, sitting down next to Jackson as we watch the movie, and I scroll through my phone. An hour later, I received a response.
Apologies, but we actually don’t manage the invitations, and the event is invite only, unfortunately.
I chew on my lower lip as I think.
About Chase. About The Hunt. About how I can obtain an invite at the last minute.
It starts tomorrow, so if I’m going to do this, I’ll need to figure it out.
