An unsuccessful escape.

The only retaliation Diego can muster from his weakening body is a head-butt right into the nose of the woman molesting him. She recoils with a wail, and throws him violently onto the ground, where he lands flat on his back. All the air knocked out of his lungs, he’s left breathless, and immobile with pain— lying supine on the frigid, unforgiving soil.

He watches helplessly, wheezing, as the ranger towering above him draws a massive bowie knife from a holster on her belt and inspects it insouciantly; the blade shines like **** in the night. Phasma crouches down on top of her writhing victim and uses her unburdened hand to thoroughly explore Diego’s privates.

While carelessly groping the cock through his pants, she snakes her knife under the thermal shirt he has on, and begins to slice through the only thing between Diego and hypothermia. The air is so intensely cold that it burns his bare skin, but Phasma doesn’t stop there, stripping his pants off his legs— licking her lips when underwear is all the naïve hunk has left to hide his body.

As Diego cries, the ranger tears his tight boxers wide open. She smiles like a predator when his long, uncircumcised penis reveals itself as her prize; her victim blushes scarlet. This is the first time a girl has seen him naked, and he’s not just humiliated… he’s scared shitless.

Phasma laughs and grabs the enticing appendage like a handle, purring as she draws closer to the frightened young man’s privates. The ranger’s tongue feels like fire as it drags its way up his shaft, Diego experiencing the full brunt of every centimeter that she wets. When his cock starts to glisten in the moonlight with her saliva, Phasma takes his foreskin between her teeth, playfully tugging at the hyper-sensitive skin as her prey pleads her to stop.

Tuning out his **** cries with glee, she slurps up his cock, taking its length into her mouth like candy; he can’t do anything but beg, right? At his wits end, Diego drives his knee into his assaulter's chest, shooting a wave of pain through Phasma that knocks the giant woman back, breathless.

Big mistake.

Angered, she climbs astride the **** man and beats him with the pommel of her knife, smacking him across the jaw with enough **** to concuss and bruise. Diego’s world spins— head turned sideways from the sheer impact. He's not ready to fight back again, despite the adrenaline pounding through his shivering body, and can only stare on in horror as the woman astride him plants her knife into the ground mere inches from his face. Diego sees his frightened eyes reflected in the blade, but can’t find any words caught in his dry throat, instead just trembling in the frigid night air.

Not waiting for her winsome victim to gather himself, Phasma pins down both of his wrists, leaning the entirety of her weight onto them. She grips harder and harder until they begin to bruise, crushing them both under her calloused hands to prevent further struggle as she glares daggers into Diego’s terrified, tear-filled eyes. Maintaining this glare as a show of power, the ranger slides his cock inside of her; forcing penetration while Diego’s muscles begin to slacken, moaning softly as she steals his first time.