A Circuitous Route to the Back Door

Johanna needed to explore, but she didn’t want to risk getting lost and not making it back in time for her “appointment” with King. Fortunately, after the trips she’d already made there today, she had a pretty good idea of where King’s home was in relation to her current position. She took a moment to run some mental math, and then set off to the South, towards areas unknown.

Having a blade in her hand made Johanna a hell of a lot more confident in her ability to deal with surprises, so she walked at a quicker pace than usual. Of course, she still made sure to check her surroundings before each step. Avoiding a trap was easier than slashing through it, after all.

The thick jungle had character that she was only now beginning to appreciate, and Johanna was able to slowly construct a mental map of landmarks and features. She wasn’t straying very far from familiar territory, yet, but everything she explored today would bring her closer to finding useful resources, possibly even other humans. Her feelings on King were still fairly mixed, but even if she wanted to continue living with the man, being able to fend for herself on this island was a reasonable goal, and one that required growing familiar with her surroundings.

By the time the sky started changing colors, Johanna had reached the familiar tree that marked King’s house, having explored the large semicircle of land to the South of it. She had worked up a bit of a sweat in doing so, but trekking back to the pool for a third dip seemed a bit excessive, so she simply approached, knocking politely before letting herself in.

King was seated on the floor, looking over some papers. Johanna didn’t recognize the language written on the slightly-yellowed parchment, and King quickly gathered everything up and put it away as she entered.

“Is it that time already?” He asked, turning around and approaching Johanna. She opened her mouth to reply, but he was quick to press a kiss into her, his mouth dominating hers in brutal fashion. King’s shirt was rough against Johanna’s exposed nipples, but the discomfort only made her more aware of her own nudity and position. King was going to fuck her again, and despite her issues with the man, she was going to enjoy it.

When he released her, King easily peeled the knife from Johanna’s hands and tossed it to lie next to her clothes, neatly folded and entirely unused. He tossed her to the bed, next, the captain landing with a surprised gasp.

“A little eager, King?”

King didn’t bother answering her question, instead asking one of his own as he started undressing. “When was the last time you were fucked in the ass, Johanna?”

“What?” She asked, somewhat taken aback, “Never, of course. I’m not-”

“A whore?” King chuckled, “I’ll be your first, then. Fine by me. Turn around and bend over.”

Johanna sighed, but complied with King’s instructions. She was worried about the prospect of taking a man in her ass, but she’d heard from others that the experience could be enjoyable, if a bit painful. She suspected that King would make sure she experienced plenty of both.

There were some sounds behind her as King moved around a few objects, and Johanna had **** but to wait, her excitement and nervousness slowly feeding into each other. Finally, she felt him approach, a hand clapping onto her exposed rear and kneading her soft flesh. “Grab here,” He said, squeezing her cheek to indicate the location. Johanna reached back and took hold of her own ass, feeling a little silly. “And here,” He slapped the other cheek, and she complied wordlessly. “Now pull them apart, and keep them there.”

Johanna did so, revealing her virgin anus to the man who would soon be plundering it. She wasn’t sure what to expect, and without the support of her arms her face was pressed uncomfortably into the furs of King’s bed, making it difficult to turn around and look. She gasped in surprise at the feeling of King’s cock entering not her ass, but her exposed pussy.

“Don’t get too comfortable, whore,” He advised, massaging her exposed anus with a finger, “Just warming up a bit first.” His finger disappeared, then returned, this time coated in a cool, slippery substance. He didn’t fuck her, not really, simply grinding and shifting his cock within her while he focused his attention on teasing open her other hole. Johanna felt herself relaxing and becoming more aroused as he worked, until, with surprise, his finger slipped past her sphincter and into her ass proper.

It was a strange, but not wholly unwelcome feeling, and King gave her time to slowly adjust. More slippery liquid was applied, lubricating her ass and making it ready for the cock that had just begun to withdraw from her cunt.

“Are you ready?” He asked, placing the head of his cock at her rosebud. Johanna swallowed nervously, then gave a slight grunt of affirmation. Satisfied, King pressed forward, and Johanna’s first assfucking finally began.