The Other End of the Leash

by NJ Cole

I could have acted surprised, but I already knew her mood was about me and not about her assault. I’m not saying that the assault hadn’t been a big deal, but Raven had been working through it when she’d been with me. The nightmares had nearly stopped and she’d seemed to be moving on. It would be logical to think her mood was related to that, but clearly, Seth had come to the correct conclusion.

  “He could have called me,” I responded.

  “He said he didn’t want to bother you. He was hoping to see you at the club, but he didn’t want to call because he didn’t want you to feel pressured to come. I told him I had no problem pressuring you to come.”

  I had to chuckle at her attitude. I sighed. “Alright, I’ll be there.” It wasn’t like I wanted to go, but if Seth knew, and if he had questions or something to say about it, I wasn’t going to be a pussy and run. I’d be a man and own up to my actions, my feelings.

  The day, which had seemed to be flying past, now drug on. It was all I could think about again. I wondered what I’d say if he asked me what had happened between the two of us. How would I describe it? Despite what he might think of me, I truly did want to help Raven.

  I arrived at the club Friday night a few hours after it had opened. The woman at the door was happy to see me, stating she’d missed me. I got a similar sentiment as I made my way through the club, talking to old friends. I scanned the small crowd for Seth and Raven, but didn’t seem them. I didn’t see Kennedy either. After talking to a few more friends, I noticed them playing in one of the semi private rooms. Kennedy and Seth were both dominating Raven. Raven was on the cross, facing away from me. It was Kennedy with the flogger, though she seemed to be doing more sensual touch than anything. Her body was pressed up against Raven, whispering in her ear. Seth was sitting on the couch watching the scene.

  “Kade?” I heard my name. I turned to see Chris and Deb. “We haven’t seen you since the night Raven was hurt. We missed you.”

  “I missed this place too,” I said.

  “I was working on my Florentine flogging, but there is still something off. Do you mind taking a look when you have some time?”

  I nodded. “I have time now.” The last thing I wanted to do was stand outside of the window and watch Raven have a scene, especially if Seth was going to talk to me about having feelings for her. I didn’t want to look like some sort of stalker and I liked helping others, particularly new Doms who were trying to learn something.

  I headed into the smaller play room and watched as Chris showed me his technique. I gave him a few pointers and he thanked me. I watched the two of them scene for a few more minutes before returning to the main play space.

  Kennedy, Seth and Raven were finished with their scene. Kennedy was sitting on a leather couch and Raven was sitting at her feet. Her eyes were on the floor. I could see the top of her head. Kennedy was stroking her hair. Raven lifted her head and stared off toward a scene on the side of the room. Her expression was blank and her eyes looked empty. She stared for a full minute before slowly turning her head to scan the rest of the room. Her eyes, glassy and glazed over moved right past me and then snapped into focus.

  I saw it, I swore I did, as well as I swear I saw them light up and a smile cross her face, but it was gone, as quickly as it came. She spun around on the floor, burying her head on Kennedy’s lap. Kennedy leaned over her and was saying something to her while rubbing her back. I couldn’t tell, but I had the feeling that Raven was crying.

  I felt the couch dip and looked to see that Seth had sat down next to me. I turned to look at him, but he was staring at Raven. I could see her tail, and what used to excite me, did nothing for me now. All I could think about was how broken she was.

  “Do you know how I got her?” he asked, clearly speaking to me, but looking at her. He didn’t wait for a response. “I was on vacation with my family in Europe. There was this underground club I’d found with a few of my friends. Sex, drugs, gambling, you name it.”

  I nodded. I’d been to Europe and had seen some of their underground clubs. Wild places. I wondered why he was telling me. It wasn’t at all what I’d expected our conversation to be about.

  “This club had dog fighting some nights. I was at the bar with some of my friends when I heard people betting on dogs. There were two of them, and they were huge. They weren’t really the kind of dogs you’d use for dog fighting you know?”

  Again, I nodded. I’d never been to a dog fight, but I knew that they used Pitbulls usually. Watching defenseless animals being forced to fight each other held no interest to me. I wondered what this had to do with Raven though.

  “So one of my friends went over and asked, and they said it was a breeding fight. It made no sense, since both of the dogs were clearly male, but it had our curiosity, so we followed the guys with the dogs.”

  Seth took a sip of his bottle of water then continued. “I’ll never forget what it looked like when I entered that room. There were about fifty guys standing in a circle around Raven, who was on her knees doggystyle straddling a large wooden post turned on its side like a saw horse. Her arms hung down and her wrists were cuffed and shackled to the floor. Her thighs had leather straps around them with a spreader bar between them. She had a thick leather collar around her neck, and a leash holding her head in place. She could only move it an inch or so. There was a ball gag in her mouth.”

  He turned to me. “It turned me on. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.”

  I knew what he meant. I’d been instantly enamored with her beauty and grace. He turned away and continued, “Then it all happened. The doors were closed and someone yelled out that bets would be closed in one minute. I was still trying to figure out what was going on, what we were betting on when this older guy with grey hair and a mole on his cheek walked up to Raven. He had something in his hand. As soon as she saw him, she started trying to talk around the ball gag. I couldn’t understand her, no one could, but it was clear she was begging, pleading him not to do this. He laughed and ignored her, opening the container and pouring whatever the liquid contents were on her lower back, so it trailed down her ass crack and over her pussy. And that’s when all hell broke loose. The two dogs went insane pulling on their leashes. The guy shouted that bets were closed, let the breeding begin.”

  Seth closed his eyes and lowered his voice. “Both dogs were let off their leashes and they charged Raven. The grey one started to mount her, but the brown one knocked him off. They started fighting. I’m not even going to tell you about the fight, but in the end, the brown one was the victor and he… uh, claimed his prize.”

  I felt sick. Had she wanted it, it would have been one thing. I was open minded. I’d have supported anyone’s kink, but the way Seth described it, it wasn’t BDSM at all.

  “She screamed. Oh God, did she scream while the dog… well…” He looked at me. Clearly, there was disgust on my face. “Hey, what was I going to do? I was new to all of this and when I said something, one of my friends who was local to there said that it was an act, that she did it all the time. I believed him. Maybe I wanted to believe him. Looking back now, after knowing her, I don’t think that part was an act. She was afraid.”

  I wanted to slap him and say no shit, but he continued. “But once the dog was done and he climbed off of her, she was totally different. The older guy removed her ball gag. There were tears still on her cheeks, but she wasn’t screaming at all. Her pussy was gaping, cum dripping from it, scratches on her back, and I’d have figured she was done, but the guy started to sell her pussy, mouth and ass.”

  I bit my lip to keep from saying something. It was hard to hear about anyone, especially about someone I cared about.

  “It was different then. She didn’t scream or cry or fight as the guys lined up to fuck her mouth, pussy or ass. It had been my birthday earlier in the month, so my buddies bought me a turn with her mouth. It was the best blow job...well you know,” he said looking down. “They offered to treat me to her pussy, and one of my friends fu
cked it, but it had been filled with dog cum and that turned me off, so I declined, deciding that the extra fifty bucks was worth it for her ass.” He closed his eyes. “And it was amazing.”

  I’d heard just about enough, and I suppose it had shown on my face.

  “Anyway,” he said. The night went on, and I drank, got high, really high. I couldn’t get her off of my mind. I wandered to the back room to see if she was still there, and she was. The old guy was pounding the shit out of her ass. I stood watching. He didn’t notice me. He was holding her hips tight, growling out his orgasm when this group of guys brushed past me and walked into the room. I was transfixed on her, so I didn’t notice what they were doing at first.” Again, he turned to look at me. “I was high as a kite and she had cum dripping from her ass.”

  I nodded. I couldn’t blame him. I’d stared at her too, when I’d first seen her. She was bewitching. “Anyway, it took me a bit to realize but they were fighting. The guy owed them money for something. Even though we were in Germany, we were really close to a huge Army base and nearly everyone was speaking English in the club. It was pretty easy to follow the conversation. They were roughing him up when he offered the girl in exchange for the money he owed them. They laughed and said she wasn’t worth it, that they could get two whores for the money he owed them. Then they left the room, once again brushing past me like I wasn’t even there. I stood there with the guy looking at me, maybe he thought I was part of them. He wiped the blood from his lower lips and then asked me what I wanted. I pointed at Raven and said I wanted her. He asked if I wanted a turn with her, but I said I wanted to buy her. Know what he did? He laughed and told me she wasn’t for sale and said ‘Go home kid.’ That pissed me off. I hated when people called me kid and dismissed me.”

  I could understand what Seth was saying and wondered what happened next.

  “Maybe I should have left, but instead, I pointed out that she’d just been for sale a moment ago. His hand ran over his lip again, and he laughed and said, “well she’s yours if you’ve got a hundred grand.’ I said ‘Done.’ without thinking. I’m sure he thought I was kidding at first, but he saw my Rolex and totally changed his demeanor. He gave me his address and told me to come get her with the money in the morning.”

  Seth raked his hand through his hair. “I had the money. I was partying like crazy back then. It wasn’t unusual for me to blow ten grand in a night at a club. I just had to get it, which I did and brought it to her house. He lived in this shit hole. I mean, it was bad, really bad. He invited me in. There was no small talk. He sat at the table and counted the money. When he was done, he stood and said, ‘Congratulations, you bought yourself three holes. Don’t expect anything more from her. She hasn’t talked in like ten years.’ It hadn’t occurred to me until then that I’d never heard her speak. It wasn’t like I was in any position ask questions and honestly, way too stoned to be doing anything. He grabbed a key from the wall and told me to follow him. He used the key to unlock his basement door and we went down.”

  I held my breath.

  Seth turned to me. His eyes were glassy like he was holding back tears. “If you’d have seen that basement she’d been locked in. She was down there, in the dark, not one light. The guy flipped the switch, roaches and rats scattered. Raven was there, asleep on a dirty blanket in the corner of the room. She was cuddled up with a dog. I wasn’t surprised to see a dog collar around her neck that was chained to the wall, not given the way she was living, nor the bowl of food in the corner or the bucket she was using for a bathroom. It’s odd, what surprised me most, was that she was wearing a tail.”

  It was hard listening to him describe her horrible living conditions, but he went on. “Guess he saw the look of shock on my face cause he shrugged his shoulders and said, ‘Don’t blame me. The tail was her idea. Stupid bitch likes to live like a dog.’ Then he laughed and said, ‘Gave me a great idea though. People bet big when I let dogs fuck her. And I figure, maybe one will knock her up and she’ll have puppies for me.’ I guess my eyes went wide because he added quickly, ‘Don’t worry, she’s fixed. You don’t have to worry about any unwanted bastards.’ I found out later that ‘fixed’ meant he’d had an IUD put in. At least he wasn’t that barbaric.”

  I wasn’t sure I agreed that Seth and him thinking putting her on birth control so he could fuck her and sell her body was considered as unbarbaric, but there was no point in arguing. All of this was in the past.

  Seth continued, “She’d woken up when the lights came on and she just looked at us as we spoke. It was like she wasn’t surprised I was there. When I thought about it later, I realized he probably brought guys to fuck her all the time down there. Anyway, he walked over to her and picked her up. He told her I’d bought her. That’s when she started to look scared. She hugged the dog she’d been laying with. The man laughed. ‘I swear she loves that dog more than me and I’m her father.’

  I knew my jaw had dropped the moment Seth said that. “Her dad was selling her and fucking her?”

  Seth nodded. “Pretty fucked up. I didn’t even say anything about it to him either. I regret not punching him in the face. I regret...hell I regret a lot of things.” Seth looked lost in memories. “Yeah, a lot of things. Wanna know what? I really regret not taking that dog. I’d just wanted to get out of there. My buzz was wearing off and the gravity of what I was doing was setting in. I scooped up all the things that were in the corner of the room, put then in the dirty blanket she was sleeping on and wrapped them up like a hobo sack or something. I stood up and grabbed her hand, to pull her from the room. He followed us upstairs and through the kitchen. I stopped with her at the front door. I hadn’t even thought about how I’d get her back to my hotel since she was nude. I wanted to get out of there so bad, I didn’t even bother asking him for any clothes. I just took off my hoodie and put it over her head and walked out the door with her. She didn’t even look back.”

  As I stared through the glass while Seth spoke, Raven had moved a bit, her face now turned sideways. Kennedy was stroking her hair, whispering something to her.

  Seth continued, “The reality didn’t really set in until I got her back to my hotel room. Then, rather than dealing with it like a man, I took the easy way out. I got stoned and invited my friends over. I pretty much stayed stoned for the next few weeks. Raven slept most of the time, when she wasn’t being fucked, which was pretty often, I’ll admit between me and my friends.”

  I really didn’t want to hear these details.

  Maybe he could tell from the look on my face because he cleared his throat. “Anyway, that went on for a few weeks. She kept her tail in all of the time unless we were fucking her ass, then she held it. I ordered room service she ate it from a plate or bowl on the floor. She did use the bathroom though, and, like her father had said, she never spoke a single word.”

  None of that surprised me. That was pretty much how she was at my house, though it was interesting to hear that she’d been that way since she’d been with him.

  “I’m not sure how long I would have kept her like that, in that hotel, eating, fucking, sleeping and getting stoned, if I wouldn’t have nearly gotten arrested. There was some fight in a bar. Hell, I don’t even remember what it was over. We’d decided to go out for the night. I left Raven at the hotel with a friend of mine. To this day, I wonder what would have happened if I’d have brought her with me.” He hung his head. “Well, she’d probably be back with her dad is what. Anyway, things got heated at the bar. Shouting got to fighting and the fighting got out of hand and me and two of my buddies were arrested. It turned out it was a big deal because I’d hit one of their police officers. I could have gotten a hell of a lot of jail time. So could have my friends. You do not want to be in jail in Germany. My father showed up, bailed us out. He’d had to fly in from the UK, which wasn’t far, but he said I’d ruined a business deal and he was sick of my shit.”

  I sat and listened.

  Seth turned to me. “I’d hit rock bottom. Wh
en I was in jail sobering up, I started to worry about Raven. I was in charge of her. I’d come to care about her and what the fuck was I doing with my life. I was taking all of the money my family had worked so hard to earn and throwing it away.” Seth looked at the floor. “It wasn’t actually my dad’s money I was blowing, it was my trust from my Grandfather. My dad really didn’t have control of how I spent my money, but he could have made life hell for me. He could contest the trust. It would take time and money to fight it in court. What would I have done while fighting for it? He made me a deal, I could go home to the States and live on our ranch. He’d let me keep the trust, but no more drugs. I’d have to pass a weekly drug test. I don’t take the tests anymore. I’ve been clean for over two years. Since that night really.”

  I was glad he was clean. Being high or drunk was never safe when BDSM was involved.

  “Once I was released from jail,” Seth continued, “me and my friends went back to the hotel and packed our shit. We had all been moving so fast that I’d forgotten about Raven for a moment. When I finally stopped, rushing around, she was just standing there in the center of the room, nude and trembling. She looked terrified. My buzz had worn off, and I was feeling like shit, as in worst hangover ever, but it had to be nothing compared to how she was feeling right then. She probably didn’t know I’d been arrested, all that was clear was that we were leaving. I could have left her there, and I considered it. Sober, I had all sorts of remorse about buying her, so I asked her if she wanted to come with me or go home.”

  I was about to ask him what sort of fucking option that was, but he beat me too it.

  “Like I said, I was in a rush and wasn’t thinking. What I’d meant was that she could just be free, but even with that, I realized that she had no money and would have literally been on the streets. I really don’t want to think about what could have happened to her.” Seth sighed.

  I didn’t have to think about it. A pretty young girl on the streets, no matter the country, would have little chance of any sort of decent life.