Fun times in the basement pt. 3

	He came down a few more times with decent food, and other times he came down without a word. Each time he would sit around and watch her eat, making a few small quips here and there but left without asking a thing of her. His condescending tone only added to the over-boiling pot of anger and similar emotions inside of her. So she matched his wordless stare and gnashed her food, making sure to show him just how sharp her teeth were. But he would never stay down long, only a few minutes before leaving. At least that purple smarmy bastard never showed up, but it was obvious she would at some point.
	When night came Gavin's visits ceased but that left Sabrina with a new feeling, one she was not used to a bit. Paranoia bit at her and made her wonder what was to come, with it nearly gaining a foothold. But years of stubbornness kept it at bay, after all it was impossible for anyone to tame them. Or was it?...yeah it is.
	The night passed boring and uneventful, leaving the captive wishing for something to happen. She had been in situations she deemed worse than this, at gunpoint and nearly stabbed once. Hell she even went at a dragon once ended it at a draw! But she quickly remembered she had never actually been at their mercy.
	Maybe this was how he planned to torture her, long hours of contemplation and eating away at herself. He couldn't know her that well could he? Then again it was common knowledge hellhounds weren't known for dealing with boredom and isolation very well.
	This unhealthy stream of thoughts was finally broken mid-afternoon when a familiar sound came from upstairs. Though once he walked through the door something seemed to be a little off. The addition of a laptop, a large book, and a very familiar phone added to the atmosphere of distrust. He pulled up a chair and sat down, placing the items down and looked her in the eye. For an uncomfortable while they just sat there unblinking when he pulled up her phone.
	“Ya know, I consider myself pretty tech savvy, but even I know it can be hard to crack open a phone.” he says this while tossing around said object before bringing up the lock screen. “I had been prepared to have a friend of mine, one who works for this particular cell company, to open it. But I was a bit curious and decided to see if I could do it myself.” With that he brings the screen back up, giving her a quick glance, and unlocks it.”One two three four...really?” Embarrassment crosses her face momentarily, but then again she never really had a reason for a strong password. If someone could beat her down they deserved to be able to unlock her phone, which was not the case here.
	Giving her a disappointment sigh he began browsing through her phone. “A lack of nudes, that's respectable but going to change soon.” All he got in return was an angry glare and a few obscene gestures. “Hmm what this? A social media account? Several social media accounts? Friends and family members? Wow it would really suck if, I don't know, someone uploaded some naughty pictures of you wouldn't it?” He says this while bringing the camera up, taking a few pictures.
	“Now I know I can't just upload these, you're kinda chained up in a basement and don't look like you're too happy; That could arouse suspicion. But if you were smiling and posing then maybe you're just kinky.” With that he puts down the phone and smiles that stupid damn smile. “Well I don't suppose you'd do that willingly now would you?”
	She started growling but stopped, having a moment of contemplation. Once every thousand years or so a hellhound will have a semi-decent thought, or maybe piece together a puzzle, you get the idea. At this moment she also had an idea, one that she might as well put to use.
	With his last question still in the air she dropped her panties, got up and took a pose. Bringing her shoulders together to squish her breasts and really accentuate their suppleness. For an added measure she pursed her lips together and winked, flicking her tail around as well.
	The look on his face was priceless, though he quickly composed himself and put his grin back on. “Oh, well its nice to see you're enjoying being my little slave. Keep it up won't you?” As he said this he brought the phone back up and snapped a few photos, exaggerating the camera angles. But she simply threw her hair back and started taking additional poses. For a few minutes he simply snapped various shots while nonchalantly bring up how he was easily taming a hellhound. But despite what he said she simply smiled and took it in stride. Even with his snide remarks and annoying smile, behind it she should tell it had lost much of its luster. Her “submission” had taken away much of his fun.
	After that few minutes he sat back down and started toying with her phone again. Seconds later he brought up one of her accounts presented it to her. Showing that he was one click away from sharing her secret photo sessions, smug grin back in place. “Well now what do we have here? Did you think I was kidding about sharing what happened here?”
	This time it was her turn to grin, a stupid and absurdly placed one, but hers nonetheless. “You know me more than I like, and I hate that fact, but I do like that you don't know me completely.” She took a step forward.”Most people on my phone have already seen me topless or totally nude. Yeah putting those pics on the internet would hurt, but not for long. I don't have a reputation as being a prim and proper lady, it was probably only a matter of time before this happened anyways.” Her look of superiority doesn't last long however, betrayed by an eye twitch as he posts a few pictures on one of her accounts. She hadn't actually thought he would, he didn't appear to be that sadistic. Then again she didn't know him that well or look far ahead enough to think about how this gambit would pay off.
	His confidence returned he brought up the camera once more and snapped a picture of her returning scowl just to piss her off. That's when the insults and threats of death returned, all music to his ears. It was not in quite its usual fury though as she started to remember her plan and her thoughts of last night. Why was was he doing this? Could he be reasoned with? What the fuck was his problem?
	She stopped tugging on the chain and looked down at him, disdain in her voice as she finally asked the big question,“Why are you doing this?” As she ended her sentence his smile dropped as a profound look of hurt replaced it. “You don't remember me do you?” he asked.
	Sabrina took a hard look at him, vaguely remembering someone that looked that way but unable to place it. “I think I've seen your face somewhere, but obviously it wasn't important enough to remember.” She replied, as anger replaces the hurt on him.”Well fine then, let me change that, despite the obvious fact its kind of important right now.”
	He brings up the book he brought and shows her the front, a graduation book from the school she went to...and the year she graduated. A few puzzle pieces fell into place but with a few still missing, and Gavin went on. “I moved to your town my last year of high school, a really shitty time to do so but my parents needed the work and I was understanding. It was supposed to be an easy year, I joined a few clubs made a few friends and was confident in all I did.”
	He flipped forward several pages, showing a random club with mostly hellhound members. “I had dealt with hellhounds before, bullies most of them but they could be bribed or reasoned with. Then you showed up.” He looked at her for this, a deep anger in his voice.”The first day I met you, you broke my arm because a bet someone made. I hadn't talked to you before, hadn't even been in your general vicinity. Yet you made it your priority to show the new guy his place.” There was a lot of anger in his voice now, making Sabrina a bit uncomfortable. There was something unsettling in hearing someone like him filled with that much malice, something Sabrina didn't like at all. He flipped farther back in the book, to show a page with a small picture in it. As she focused on it she finally remembered exactly who he was. There wasn't a flood of memories that came back, she guessed he was just a side character to her back then, but among the few there she was usually tormenting him in some fashion. The realization had obviously flashed on her face as he continued with his story.
	“Looks like someone finally remembered. Ya know when you broke my arm you really hurt me on the inside. I could deal with the pain but the fact you did it for seemingly no reason unnerved me.” He put the down and looked at her, a little forlorn man.” I tried to talk to you, I did too many times, but your reasoning usually came to me at the end of your fist. When I tried to get you to see reason in more roundabout ways, say a dragon talking to you or teachers berating you longer than usual, you just...just went around them somehow.”
	A drop of guilt tugged at Sabrina's heart, though not really noticed due to her current predicament. Her feelings of sympathy vanished when he brought up his laptop and looked at her again. His anger returned along with a crude smile he spoke,” That entire year you tormented me, you took away my confidence, but that didn't stop me. Once I graduated I kept going, got a good job and prospered in it.” He started typing away, but kept talking to her. “I thought about all you did to me quite a few times since then, though its not been many years, and something kept bugging me for a long time. It wasn't the fact you made my life hell,” he set the laptop down, and smiled his dumb, smug smile,”its the fact that you got away with it. But this is a way of balancing out things, you could call all of this just deserts if you want.”
	She wanted to scream, to keep yelling and cursing. Strangle herself on the chain just for the chance of finding a grip of her neck but none of that had worked. So she gritted her teeth and said nothing. Just tried to find a way to gain some leverage, anything would do. He on the other hand grinned and continued his monologue.
	“I'm not going to kill you after all of this is done, I'm not that petty, you're going to walk out of here of your own free will. There won't be any backlash coming my way at all, and you want to know why?” His grin goes from evil to downright maniacal as he turns the laptop around. Its contents not quite clear to her but become obvious as he explains. “These documents I have here contain a few accounts and even pictures of “jobs” you've taken over the years.” Clicking around he brings up a few distorted pictures, they're not clear enough to obviously be her, but its enough to show she recalls those events.
	Her jaw drops as her composure breaks, she stutters,”Y-you fuck! That doesn't prove anything t-those aren't clear enough to prove anything!” She backs away trying to form a retort, while he continues talking.
	“That's true, but I've proven with the chain I've got a few friends that owe me favors. With a little whisper here and there I can have you convicted quite easily and put away. How does twenty years due to aggravated battery sound?”
	Her heart drops and she backs away further. She didn't do anything like that! Yeah she threatened a few people, and yes maybe roughed a few up but nothing that bad. Before she thought him sadistic, but now a devil sat before her, a bit ironic given her species. At her flight he stood up and started towards her. “So here's what we're going to do. You're going to do as I say, I'm going to enjoy myself since you owe me, and then you're going to leave.” He stood inches away from her, looking up and purely satisfied having backed her up the wall. “If you're a good girl and obey without the collar, maybe I'll give you a few more treats.”
	She felt helpless, utterly defeated at that moment. Really what else was there to do, he had her trapped like mouse. Maybe she did deserve this, maybe it was better to go quietly rather than kicking and screaming. Maybe...but she did have one small hope, a little gambit that might just work. With her life as she knew it on the line she took a deep breath. Put both her hands on his shoulders, looking him deep in the eyes...and fell forward.
	A second later Gavin lay on the floor absolutely dazed, his breath knocked out by a few hundred pounds of muscle. He didn't really think anything of the odd feeling around his crotch or anything around him really. Time seemed to be just another nuisance at the moment.
	The second Gavin hit the ground and failed to get up she grinned in satisfaction. It seemed the collar only prevented her from intentionally harming him, her body weight didn't seem to count. She got the idea when he was eating her out and brought him down by accident, lucky her. The next few seconds were spent frantically trying to get him out of his clothes, when tugging them off didn't work she simply shred them.
	His oblivious state didn't last long though, as he was fully conscious when she had him completely nude. Seeing her looming above him brought new levels of rage, but he was still rational, he still have one thing over her. All he had to do was issue a command and she would be forced to comply. As he started to say something her mouth was over his, blocking out his words. When he brought his arms up to try and push her off she brought her arm to his stomach and dropped her weight, knocking his breath away yet again. It seemed the tables had turned, anytime he tried to push her away she'd just adjust her weight and pin him down or just wind him. It was her turn to dominate now.
	She started by rubbing his penis, his erratic movements doing no favors. She started softly, as if to toy with him and then roughly grabbing and jerking. More than a few times she bumped into his balls more than softly. Her smooth pads soon had him leaking precum and stiff, to which she brought her womanhood to. She began to gyrate and grind against him, stopping right before penetration then  starting all over. In a practice she was all to familiar with she could keep edging him for hours if she chose, keeping him right on the peak until he begged for release.
	Above she had basically been throat fucking him with her tongue, enjoying the look in his eye as she violated his mouth. He had tried to bite down but hadn't the power, much to her amusement. To prevent him from asphyxiating she would allow him a few moments of breath, when doing so she playfully bit his neck and licked him on the side of the face. Before he found his voice her tongue would inevitably be back in his mouth, but that could only last for so long. If she was to give him the brutal hatefuck she had envisioned she needed a different method. Using the tattered remains of his shirt and well placed movements she managed to gag him, with only muffles getting through.
	His panic stricken face only added to her arousal as she positioned her entrance above his penis. Locking eyes she gave him a toothy smug grin, before dropping herself onto him. His length was only average, but he made up for it in girth, adding to her pleasure. Her internal heat, and the fact she was all over him had him sweating soon.
	He continued to struggle for several more minutes before seemingly giving up. She wasn't so sure of this and continued to ride much longer, hunched atop him like a feral animal, with her breasts smashed on his face. The fact he hadn't came yet amused her, as she redoubled her efforts, gyrating her hips and rubbing his chest. Soon she had reached her own limit, as her movements became irregular. Sabrina then pulled the rag from his mouth, pressed down on his stomach to prevent talking and kissed deeply into his mouth as she came. Once again her involuntary squeezing bypassed the chain's magic and she crushed him in her arms. But just as it came it passed, and she rose slightly to look down on him, enjoying the sound of his ragged breathing when she had an idea.
	Before he could recover she adjusted her position, her musky sex on his face and bringing her mouth to his dick. Her smell and his mingled in her nostrils, before she decided to taste them. With her long broad tongue she curled down his length to give his sack a wet flick. For the first time he gave an involuntary shudder, and she broke the silence by cackling madly. With that she began to grind on his face and lick his tip, anytime he started to move she adjusted herself to keep her position up top. She commented on how he wasn't being much of a sport, leaving her clit unabused before diving back onto his cock. She fondled his balls as she bobbed her head up and down, noticing the tell-tale twitches of an impending orgasm.
	Here he started to try and push her off, pushing hard and wiggling around madly. For the next several seconds a power struggle ensued, ending with his head turned to the side. But before he could say anything he felt her teeth graze his testicles, and for the second time that day he wasn't so confident in the chains. She gave him a playful lick but continued to keep her teeth tensed, adding just the right amount of pressure between pain an pleasure. Slowly she turned his head, brought her hips to his face and sat down, continuing her work.
	Sabrina wasn't sure how long she could hold this position and opted to hurry up and end this. She swirled her tongue around him as she continued to suck him off, taking him to the back of her throat and humming for added effect. He didn't last much longer after that, and with a quiet grunt he came in her mouth. She smiled while swallowing the majority of his load, keeping some in her mouth for a little bit of snowballing.
	But as she praised herself for this unexpected victory she felt a shuffle beneath. Before she could prepare he twisted himself and pushed harder than she thought him capable and felt herself roll off. Panic filled she scrambled towards him and tried to jump on him but missed as he rolled away. As a last effort she swiped at him, but felt the power leave her arm it collided with his leg. When he had finally gotten just out of reach he grit his teeth and bore his eyes into hers, noting her nervous expression. Then as he was about to command her they both heard an unexpected sound.
	The basement door locking.
	Both of them looked to it, wondering how the other had somehow managed to do that. “STAY RIGHT FUCKING THERE!” Gavin screamed at Sabrina running to the door and trying the lock. He twisted and turned it, jerking around the knob before slamming his fist against the door. He glared at his captive before remembering he brought her phone down there with him. He looked to where he had placed it and noticed it gone, along with his laptop.
	He gnashed his teeth together before shouting,”WHAT DID YOU DO!?” He was positively fuming at this point as he stomped towards her.
	“She didn't do anything, I did.”
	They both froze and looked to the source of the voice, a pair of glowing yellow eyes.