Savaged

It had finally gotten dark and I had to go really bad! Biting my lip I lifted one foot and then the other as I waited.

The man who had been dragging me along for what seemed like forever was in the process of making a fire. He glanced over at me and noticed something about my state of need.

Rising up, he came over to me. I really didn’t know what to expect from him. He turned me around and I felt my hands sliced free from the rope that had bound them all day.

Rubbing at my wrists, I turned slightly keeping my eyes on him warily. Taking the rope that he had led me by he proceeded to tie it off near the entrance of the cave.

That done, he went back to his fire. I wasted no time.

The length of the rope about my neck was only about ten feet, but it was enough to get out of view. Quickly I took care of business.

Straightening up I felt at the knot at my throat. It was strange to me and seemingly quite complicated.

I glanced off to the dark forest that crowded in around the cave. Even now strange sounds were occurring out in the dark and in fear I found myself moving backward into the cave to be near to the fire.

I should be trying to escape, but only a fool would run off into the dark in such a place as this. I followed the tug on the rope and looking around I saw him, beckoning for me to come sit down on a rock.

I stood where I was, which only provoked him to tug on the rope more forcefully and force me to walk to the rock indicated. He gave a chop to the back of my legs and immediately I sat down on the rock as my legs caved out.

The man was entirely insufferable! In defiance I stood back up and surprisingly he let me.

Standing up himself, then he came towards me and as he drew close he rubbed his hand over my bottom. I flinched slightly, but didn’t move away and then just like that he left the cave.

I don’t know what I had been expecting, but it hadn’t been that. Feeling very much alone all of a sudden I hugged my arms about myself as my mind began to panic as memory of the monsters that called this place home came tormentingly to mind.

Within several minutes, though the man was back and it left me feeling relieved, which then only caused me to become angry with myself. I didn’t want to try to explain it to myself, but the fact of the matter was that I felt safer when he was around.

Maybe that was why when he approached me knife in hand and said, “Take your pants off.” I obeyed.

To take my pants off I needed to take my shoes off and when that was done my shaking fingers undid my pants. I knew that he wanted me to be bare so I took my panties down with my pants and shyly I stepped free of them.

The fire was warm, but I felt utterly cold. Hugging my arms about myself, I contented myself that I at least still had my shirt on.

He met no resistance from me as I felt his grasp on my elbow turn me around. I heard a sharp indrawn breath on his part and in some ways that was all the apology, I needed for the bruises on my bottom.

Surely a monster wouldn’t care if he had left a bruise, right? His hand pressed down on my shoulder and obediently I went to my knees and then leaned over a fallen boulder until my breasts were smashed against it by the dictate of his hand on my upper back.

I fought to stay put as I heard him doing something. I nearly jumped out of my skin, then as I felt a cool jellylike substance spread across both of my bruised bottom cheeks.

The feeling of hot blood rushing to my face even as his oh so warm hands massaged the cool jelly into my bottom was the height of what an uncomfortable situation could be defined as. His touch upon me was firm and in some ways it hurt, but it was a good hurt and the pain I’d been feeling all day seemed to go away almost completely.

Though grateful for the loss of pain I knew that a new dynamic had emerged. I could hear his breathing.

I knew that despite his care of me I was but minutes away from likely losing my virginity to this wild man of the forest. His massaging hands had left my bottom and then a finger touched me.

A finger that went inside of me. It was already moistened, but it needn’t have been because I for whatever reason was already soaked.

Breathing heavy I stared at the rock before me as the finger within me that felt huge fully explored everything about me that it encountered, including my virginity. His finger withdrew and I heard him stand up.

I fought against the urge to look when I heard his pants drop to the ground, as for moving away it felt like I was frozen somehow. In reality it was surely better not to look.

As it was, everything about him was big and no matter how I may wish for this moment to go otherwise there was simply the inescapable fact that I had nowhere to go and if I resisted he’d spank me again and I didn’t want that. He’d made his point earlier very clear.

I gasped sharply, then as both of his hands settled warmly about my waist only to then slide down and grasp firmly about my wide hips. My breathing spiraled out of control and in the moment I lost all sense of being disciplined by him in that I tried to move away, but like a bad joke I went nowhere as his hands held me firmly in place.

“Oh God!” I exclaimed with the reality of what a situation I was in.

What had I ever done to deserve this?

His voice made me jump, “What is your name woman?”

My lips came unglued and I managed to choke out, “Fantasy, but please don’t call me that. I hate it.”

“Okay, what do you go by then?” He queried with amusement tingeing his tone of voice.

“Tasy.” I whispered out as I felt the heated wetness of a male’s erotically appointed appendage press into the lips of my opening from behind.

Shuddering at the feeling of him poised there for possession of me I made to pull away once again only to feel his teeth latch none to gently into the back of my neck in a clear statement of male ownership even as the shaft that I had feared was as large as it truly was began to press forward into me in a fashion that said it was unstoppable.

Tears came to my eyes and my hands gripped at the rock before me as the thick shaft of a stud pressed uncomfortably up against something solid within me. Brokenly I gasped for air even as emotions completely overwhelmed me.

His teeth, let go of my neck and I collapsed down to the rock before me powerless against the strength of the male both behind me and now within me.

“Okay Tasy. From this day forward your mine. You understand that?”

In a very deep knowing sort of way I knew that was going to be exactly the case and closing my eyes, I gave the man what he wanted to hear, “Yes.”

My next breath was a let out cry of agony as I felt the entirety of my insides stretched open in a way that they had never had done to them before. My cry of shock was nothing in comparison to the exultant cry of a male fiercely glad to go where no man before him had gone.

Mouth open I breathed hard completely overwhelmed by the size of him and the intense masculine energy being released all around me as he held himself pressed deep to the core of me. He withdrew then and my breath went with his withdrawal, only to be hotly exclaimed out of me as he rammed back into me as far as he could go.

It didn’t stop. His possession of my body was hard, insensitive, and entirely masculine in a way some part of me found thrilling while other parts of me decried as that of the actions of a monster.

I couldn’t help the reality, though that the liquid glide of him back and forth within me was starting to feel really good. “Oh God!” I exclaimed as if by surprise when something he did felt really good all of a sudden.

Something had to be wrong with me, because I shouldn’t be getting pleasure from this and yet I was. Crying out I felt myself clamp up in a pleasure wave so acute that it had my mind blinking on the edge of unconsciousness.

His reaction to my pleasure at his possession seemed almost vicious as he surged all the harder into me. The reality of his possession was overwhelming as his surging thrusts forced me up against the boulder in a way that was going to leave bruises on the front of me even as he had left bruises on my behind earlier.

He roared out then within the darkness of the cave and as he did I felt him literally explode inside of me and for some reason the feeling of his seed bathing the insides of my body with clear evidence of his ability to create life made me blowup even harder than before and constrict tightly about his deep buried shaft to the point that he couldn’t move it at all.

Crying out my fist hit the rock before me as everything simply became too much. The last several weeks had been hell, today had been a nightmare and right now made literally no sense at all!

I felt overwhelmed emotionally, physically and yes spiritually. Everything seemed to fade to black as my dimming senses took a break from how extreme my life had become.

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I felt something softly moving against my ear and in surprise my eyes shot open. In awareness I took in the fire snapping and crackling before me and then the reality of a naked man pressed up all long the back side of me.

My shirt was gone and looking down I was treated to the view of one of my breasts at home in the wild man’s grasp, even as my cheek lay on a muscled bicep that could easily break me in half if it was ever employed to do so. The un-before ever experience of having been intimate with a man was suddenly overwhelming, even as the feeling of him all about me was what thrills were made of.

His voice whispered into my ear, “You need to eat Tasy.”

He abandoned his grasp on my breast in order to hold up a piece of jerky and forcing myself, I took it from him and lifted it to my lips. His hand returned to where it had been and as much as I wanted to tell him to let go I already knew that he would never listen.

I chewed on the jerky even as he slowly and quite hungrily licked at the side of my neck like a wolf would do to his mate. When the jerky was gone, he reached out for a canteen which he brought to my lips and I drank from it.

When I was done, his hand returned to my breast like it was a toy that hadn’t been played with enough. I closed my eyes against the sensation.

They were far too many sensations going on. He was rock hard up against my ass. The thick length of his desire lay up the crack of my bottom and the reality that he would soon take me again made my lips quiver with anxiety.

His hand left my breast even as his fingers came to rest against my lips and softly stroke them gently even as he said into my ear, “In the morning you’re going to press these lips down over what you feel behind you again and again until I explode in here.”

He tapped at my teeth with a finger. I felt like an answer was required and with his fingers on my lips helping me to speak, I breathed out, “Yes”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I’ll do as you say.”

I turned my face away from his fingers into the muscles of his arm in an effort to escape only to feel his lips kiss down over my ear in an erotic fashion that I had not expected. I gasped sharply as his tongue penetrated my ear the sensations of which sent shock waves throughout my body.

His tongue left at last, but as it did his hand shifted to my belly and before I knew it the shaft laying up the crack of my ass was once more sliding deep within me. Even though I was quite wet it hurt and in reflex I reached down only for him to catch my hand and hold it prisoner against my belly.

He didn’t seem to care at all. The vigorousness of this penetration was nothing like before though, and silently I lay open to his admittedly gentle invasion of me that after a while began to give me pleasure over the discomfort that I had felt from his abusive use of me earlier.

It was clear that I was his to do with as he pleased and in his own way he was making that reality very clear to me. He let go of my hand and in turn slid his down lower to slip between my legs and with a gasp, I clamped up about him as he found something there between my legs that made my body shake with pleasure.

The sound of his chuckle against my ear was annoying even as it echoed of his continuing dominance over me, but that said I still couldn’t stop the moans that started to slip from my lips that were being provoked out of me by the actions of his rubbing fingers on something extremely sensitive. His pace within me quickened and then at the same moment we came together and our breathing was one in the cave as yet once more he poured the essence of what life was made of from him and into me.

Dazedly as I came down off the orgasm I looked into the fire feeling entirely replete with pleasure. His shaft still remained within me and that is how I fell asleep in full acceptance like it or not that I was this man’s mate.

There was nothing to like about this situation that seemed entirely beyond my control and yet twice now I had experienced the highest pleasure of my life. It made no sense.

Had God planned this? I knew that for myself, I had never planned a future like this and yet maybe everything wasn’t all that bad.