"Good evening," replied Angela as she emerged from the limo. "And thank you. Is there someone who can take care of my bags?"
"Yes, Mistress. I will come back and see to your luggage. Right now, I am to take you to the Master." Angela followed the girl and admired how her cute heart-shaped ass wiggled and swayed with each step. She was a tiny thing in terms of height and frame but she certainly made up for it with her chest, making Angela wonder if the olive-skinned girl had undergone some form of breast augmentation.
Ricardo met her in the study where he immediately stood up and hugged her, kissing her on each cheek. "Welcome to my humble abode. I trust you had a pleasant journey."
"Thank you, Ricardo," she replied. "Yes, my trip went very well. Your humble abode may not be so humble but it is beautiful."
"Thank you," he smiled. "It is sufficient for my occupation."
"I had no idea that operating a club could be so lucrative," observed Angela.
"Ah, but it is a very special club," he answered, "with very special services for very special and exclusive clientele."
They chatted for a little bit and then Ricardo gave her a tour of the house. They passed numerous additional naked girls in the hallways, laboring at their tasks. Finally, they arrived at the bedroom where she would be staying. Her luggage had already been delivered and two naked women were kneeling in the center of the room.
"I will give you some time to relax from your travels and to freshen up," he said. "I have assigned Rosa and Yvonne to assist you. Dinner is in three hours. I will come to escort you there myself."
Angela was a bit surprised that she had a bedroom. She had assumed that Ricardo would want to take her to his bed. But at least the room was opulent. And having two personal handmaidens would not be so bad. She could get used to this.
The girls bathed her, letting her linger and luxuriate in the tub as their soft hands soaped and caressed her body. Then they dried her and led her to the bed. For the next two hours, their talented tongues worked on her body, delivering several very satisfying orgasms. At one point, the French girl was lying on her back beneath Angela who knelt above her as the Spanish girl tongued her asshole. Angela had never tried that before and found the sensations to be thrilling. She would have to repeat it with Kim and Alaine when she returned home.
"Are you excited about tomorrow?" asked Ricardo at dinner.
"Yes," replied Angela. "Very excited. And thank you for the use of your girls. They were very attentive to my needs. I had no idea that the club had so many girls, though."
"Oh, these are not the club's girls. They are my personal slaves. I do loan them to the club on special occasions but the club has its own inventory. I will show you later in the week."
"Wow," breathed Angela. She wondered just how many slaves there were here. Already, she had seen a dozen. "I would enjoy seeing them."
"Occasionally, I sell one of my girls to the club," Ricardo continued. "But that doesn't happen often. The economics have to be just right for me to part with one of my girls. Mostly, I just loan them for hunts or entertainment. But perhaps I should sell you to the club after I bag you tomorrow. You would be a quite popular addition to their stables."
Angela blinked at the comment about selling her and then laughed, realizing that Ricardo was just joking. "Well, Rosa and Yvonne were very entertaining. Thank you again for their use. But I am surprised that you would consider selling me. I thought you wanted to own me for yourself."
"You are welcome, my dear," smiled Ricardo. "And I do intend to keep you for myself. I am looking forward to making that delectable body my property. But I am a business man also. I have to sell even things that I would prefer to keep. That is what keeps commerce working."
Angela felt a chill rush down her spine as the conversation progressed. Was Ricardo kidding? She couldn't be sure.
"Then I will have to try very hard not to get captured tomorrow," she replied. "Or if I do get captured, I will have to work very hard at pleasing my master so he won't ever even consider parting with me."
Ricardo leaned over and placed his hand over Angela's, giving it a light squeeze. He lifted his wine glass in the other hand and proposed a toast. "To my future property; an asset to be added to my estate."
Angela smiled nervously but then proposed a toast of her own. "To the huntress who will claim property of her own to be added to her own collection." She decided at that point that she would work very hard the next day at evading capture.
"We shall see, my dear. In the meantime, you may keep Rosa and Yvonne for the night. Or I can replace them with two fresh ones. But I must caution you not to stay up too late. You have a big day ahead of you."
It was Angela's turn to smile. "Yes I do have a big day. I would like to keep Rosa and Yvonne. But I promise to get plenty of sleep."
She had breakfast with Ricardo the next day. Then the two girls were instructed to take her back to her room and prepare her for the hunt. She emerged from her room at eleven o'clock, ready to participate in the big event.
She passed a full length mirror in the hallway and stopped to admire herself. The outfit that the girls gave her was sexy and wild at the same time. She was dressed entirely in leather.
A scant bra was formed out of animal skins and was held in place by thin leather thongs. The half cups of the bra held and supported her full breasts and almost covered her nipples. The tops of the areolae could be seen, however, peeking above the top of the bra. Her bottoms consisted of another thin leather thong tied around her waist and resting on her hips. From it hung another small strip of leather that covered her sex but just barely. Any amount of movement or breeze would cause the strip to shift and would reveal her charms.. Nothing hung from behind, leaving her bottom naked. She also wore moccasins that laced up her calves.
The outfit looked wonderfully exotic on her. It gave her an almost feral appearance. She felt more like a jungle huntress than prey. This was going to be fun.
She met Ricardo again and he paused to admire her shapely body before leading her out to the jeep. Then the driver took them to the starting point.
Ricardo explained the rules again before they started. A single hit above the bra would result in a "kill" and she would become a slave. She would need to be hit three times below the bra or on the arms for a kill to occur. She would be given a thirty minute head start. He would start hunting her at noon and the hunt would end, one way or another, at six o'clock.
The two of them made quite a contrast as they stood together. She looked like a pornographic version of a cave woman. The skimpy leathers did nothing to conceal all of her feminine charms. If anything, the clothing highlighted all of her curves and swells and valleys. He, on the other hand, looked like he was dressed for an African safari. He carried a powerful looking rifle and had a pistol on his belt. On the other side of his body, a machete hung from the belt in its sheath.
He gave her the mark and she headed out to try to evade capture. Then he waited the allotted time. He intended to capture her but he also wanted to try to play fair if he could. He would resort to cheating if he had to, but he would try to bag her legitimately if he could.
The afternoon rolled by. She was doing a good job of hiding. She saw him several times and was able to elude him. He only saw her once. At about three o'clock, he spotted her among some rocks. He aimed just above the bra. This would give him his best chance. He fired but she turned at the last minute and the spot of blue appeared on her upper arm.
"Damn!" he thought. He would have to hit her two more times if he aimed that poorly. He fired again but she was gone by then.