The badboy Alpha's bait

I continue to hear his loud footsteps as he approaches me from behind. Each step he makes causes my breath to become more unsteady. I close my eyes in fear knowing fully well that I came here myself, so whatever he does to me is my own fault. I open my eyes again to be met with those fierce blue eyes I remember clearly from the woods. He now posses a human form, and now I'm standing face to face with him, my head merely reaching his chin. I can see his face clearly under the bright lights of the room. He is beautiful, probably the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on. His hair is wavy black. his lips are pink. His cheekbones stand out in his model structured face with beards properly carved. His legs are tall like they were built for runway. my eyes darts away from him and I look at the environment I am. it's just then I notice where I am; a s*x dungeon. All the kinds of s*x toys I've ever heard of are here. Dildos are arranged on a table at a far end, with rabbit vibrators next to them. I spot c**k cages on another table, and small rings which I don't want to guess what they are used for. On one wall hangs clamps, gags, shackles and blindfolds. I look to the wall opposite it and it has floggers, whips, shackles and spreading bars. I now know what the bed in the middle of the room is for, and I'm next to that bed. There's a name at the headboard, and it says 'Aaron'. I raise my head up in fear to look at the man infront of me. My gaze fall to his muscular hands made up of so much vains and I'm scared what they might do to me. "I warned you didn't I?" He smirks. His smirk is so dirty and evil at thesame time but it fits perfectly on his handsome face. He closes proximity with me now and I'm even more afraid than I ever was. I'm even too scared to even look at him in those fierce blue eyes of his. "And babygirl you just had to enter the wrong room" He lifts my chin as he says to me with his deep and haorse voice. "strip" He whispers in my ear. I raise my head to look at him in plea but he still has that evil badboy smirk plastered on his face. He doesn't hear my plea, and so with fear I remove my shirt and jean. Now I'm in my lace underwear and he's watching me. "Entirely" He says, and my eyes shoot up at him in horror. He wants me completely naked. I am in a s*x dungeon and he wants me completely naked. I almost want to cry as my mind races to different things he could possibly do to me in this room. "Now" he roars again and I shriek in fear. My hands are trembling as I unbuckle my bra from behind and slip it off me. I release an unsteady breath when my panties slide down my legs and I shift my feet outside of it. I feel vulnerable and weak in my knees as I watch his eyes graze my entire body, his eyes lingering on my full breast and falling to my stomach and in-between my thighs. A tear escapes my eyes and I'm even too scared to lift a hand to wipe it off as it slides down my cheek. He walks behind me and blindfolds me. Suddenly I feel his muscular hands hold my left breast firm, and now it is warm beneath his touch. Another tear rolls down my cheek and I shriek when he starts to squeeze it until it hurts. I bite down my lower lip since I can't find my voice to scream for help. I am hurting and yet no one can even save me because he's a strong alpha and I am mere human under his control. Even if I try to fight him, it would be to no avail. he would kill me effortlessly. I start to cry when he continues squeezing both of my breast now as he's behind me and I'm blindfolded. "please" I hear myself cry, but it comes out more of a weak whisper. His hands are still on my breast when he brings his mouth close to my ear. "You seem like a good girl" He whispers behind me with hoarse deep voice causing shivers on my earlobe. One hand is still on my breast while another traces my bare skin, causing me to feel tingles on the part he touches. "good girls shouldn't play with badboys" His grip on my breast tightens as he's fingertips trail my navel, causing me to release a small scream that sounds like a moan. "Wanna play a game?" He whispers behind me and I feel something hard and cold circling my n*****s, causing me to release more faint moans. He is torturing me, and I feel my knees go weak as his muscular hands explore in-between my thighs. I'm still crying when he places a finger in my mouth. His thumb goes in slow and deep into my mouth as it explores every part of my mouth. He removes his thumb from my mouth and circles his finger around my n*****s. I'm sure he's eyes are still grazing my body, I can feel his hard stare on my back. From behind, he removes the blindfolds that were covering my eyes and backs away from me. "Now go. If I ever see you in this woods, nothing will stop me from doing what I want with you. You will be mine" He whispers behind me in my ear, placing more emphasis on the last four words. I hear his footsteps fading away and even though I don't turn around because I'm still stiff in fear, I know he just left the room. Now I am alone in his s*x dungeon. With my clothes on the floor, I am now standing in the middle of the room with my naked body alone, my body still warm and hurting from his touch. AN HOUR TO THE INCIDENT I never knew I would meet a warewolve, talk more of being chased my one. I had been walking by myself casually when I heard the movements of the tree branches beside me. I usually stroll close to the woods on cold evenings so it never bothered me that there may be creatures hiding behind the tall trees. But seconds ago I was met with more than one, and now I'm running for my life as I try to find a place to hide from the hungry creature. I spot a white mansion at a far distance, and I race to the building without even giving it enough thought why there's a mansion in the middle of the woods, one that I've never noticed before. As I run, I turn around to know if I'm still being hunted. suddenly another wolve appears. it is a giant compared to the other two and I catch a glimpse of it's fierce blue eyes. I scream and fall to the ground out of fear when I watch it tear one of the wolves apart. Literally. I force myself to get up and continue running to the Whitehouse until I run past it's opened tall gate. I hear a voice which I'm not sure where it's coming from, telling me to leave now. I ignore the voice because I'm still scared of what's out there. I run inside the house and shut which I lean my head on to catch my breath. When I hear it coming closer, I run to nowhere in particular until I find another door and open it which I run into the room. For a few seconds I think I'm safe, but I immediately shoot my head up when I hear footsteps approaching the door. I turn around and close my eyes at that moment because I'm not prepared for whatever it is. I shiver in fear as I continue to hear his loud footsteps as he approaches me from behind.