He’s not going to ask her for her life story

Druuna watched as Harlan got a fire going and spread a couple of blankets out on the ground next to the cart, after having first detached his horse from the wagon and tied it to a nearby tree which looked awfully crooked and parched.

“Right, don’t try anything funny or I’ll make you regret it.” Harlan warned Druuna once he’d climbed back up into the cart and placed himself next to her.

Obediently, Druuna nodded her head and allowed the trader to pull her to the back of the wagon, where he proceeded to look another chain around her left ankle, the metal feeling cold against her exposed skin. To her surprise, Druuna found that the chain connected to a slab of old concrete. While the chain was long enough for Druuna to carry the makeshift ball with her in her arms, she could easily determine that it must weigh at least twenty-five pounds, which effectively hindered her from escaping.

Furthermore, Druuna could see a second, significantly shorter, chain dangling from the bottom of the piece of concrete, this one ending in a heavy-looking spike.
“Get out of the cart,” Druuna did as Harlan told her to once he’d unlocked the collar around her neck, having to struggle a little to keep from falling as the chain around her ankle made it harder for her to move.

Once she was standing on the dirt-covered ground, Druuna was made to pick up the slab of concrete and carry it over to the blankets, where she followed Harlan’s gruff instructions to drop it onto the ground.

At this point Harlan produced a hammer and, after issuing Druuna another warning not to try anything or else, proceeded to bang the spike into the hard-packed ground. This meant that Druuna now was capable of relatively unrestricted movement in a ten-foot radius around the piece of concrete, but the key to the chain was placed by Harlan on the cart, which was beyond her reach.

“Come here,” Harlan had sat down on the blankets and was patting the ground next to him with his hand, and again Druuna could see no option but to obey him, although her quickness in doing so was more likely to have been caused by the horny state that an afternoon spent sucking on his cock had left her in.

As Druuna drew nearer to him, Harlan got up on his feet and reached out with his arm to cup one of her breasts, weighing it in his hand before going on to rub the palm of his hand against her erect nipple.

Shutting her eyes closed and gasping hard as Harlan pinched both of her nipples, Druuna then readily allowed Harlan to push her around so that her ass was turned towards him, one of his hands still groping her tits while the other one slid across the womanly swell of her stomach and down to her crotch, where it brushed against the swollen and glistening lips of her sex.

Pretty soon Druuna found herself standing on her hands and knees, with Harlan right behind her, the trader at first cupping one of her buttocks to judge its firmness before smacking it with his hand. In despite of herself, Druuna found the blow to be quite enticing, and wished for him to repeat it. Instead she got to hear the sound of his belt landing on the blanket and then his coveralls being pulled open to let his cock out into the night air.
It was still more than a little wet after the long blowjob which Druuna had given it, and its bulbous head was soon pressing against her sphincter.

Feeling his hands grab hold of her waist, Druuna braced herself for what was to come and then let out a long moan as her anus was probed by Harlan’s cock, her cinnamon ring soon allowing his cock to be pushed into her asshole.

Her full, round tits jiggling in the air as Harlan began to ram his fuckstaff in and out of her rear-entrance, Druuna soon found herself lying on her side, with Harlan in a similar position behind her.

As he cupped one of her breasts and thrust his cock into her asshole, Druuna went on to meet his thrusts while at the same time use one hand to pleasure herself, soon pushing two fingers into her own quim while gagging over the intense joys brought on by having her anus filled with a hard cock.

Druuna was the first of them to climax, and it lasted for a long time as all of the arousal that had been pent up inside of her ever since departing from the soldiers on beach was suddenly manifest in an earth-shattering sense of fulfilment and bliss.

Normally, Druuna would have liked to spend a little time to bask in the afterglow of such an intense orgasm, but she wasn’t allowed to do so due to the simple fact that Harlan had yet to cum, the trader still humping her asshole from behind with the same resolve as before.

It was hard for Druuna to guess how long their coupling lasted, but she’d guess that it took next to an hour before Harlan finally erupted inside of her asshole, shooting his jizz into her bowels, and that was more than what was needed for her to climax once more.

“Go on,” Harlan said as he slipped his dick out of her rectum and rolled over on his back, with his hands under his head, “use that mouth to get me hard again.”