Lisa shows her gratitude

Since her arrival at Deadneck, Lisa's decline into debauchery had been imposed upon her - her initial **** at the hands of Abe and his poker buddies, then later that night at the saloon where she was used again and again by countless men, the night that broke her. Even her time at the brothel she played the willing whore, pandering to her client's desires in order to appease them, hoping for generous tips to help pay off her debt faster. These were all acts she was at the very least **** to do... acts that went against her moral code. Acts that repulsed her, or by the end of her time with Sherri, at least would have repulsed the old Lisa.

But tonight was different. Very different. Tonight, as Lisa slid Abe's filthy pants down, his cock springing free and bobbing in her face she felt something new. Something wild and free - the excitement that bubbled through the fallen cowgirl, the hope and most of all the appreciation that bordered on delirium. She wanted to thank this wonderful man who had saved her... give herself to him completely and please him. For the first time since arriving in Deadneck, Lisa truly wanted to fuck and it just so happened to be the man that set her on this course of debauched self discovery, her ****... Abe.

Lisa began by not only sucking Abe's cock, she worshipped it. Starting by nuzzlingly lovingly at his heavy, sweaty balls, Lisa practically washed them with her tongue, lathering them up with her saliva before slurping it down, stroking Abe's throbbing cock all the while. By the time Lisa took Abe's cock into her mouth and began to bury it so deep she began to ****, Abe was close to cumming and he warned Lisa as much. Grinning at this, Lisa slid herself from Abe's member and resumed stroking and nuzzling, swaying her hips from side to side as she grinned up at him, urging him to cum. Abe looked down at his prize with amazed awe... his new treasure was exactly that, a fucking treasure and when she pulled back slightly and aimed his pulsating cock at her playfully seductive face, he obliged. Abe painted Lisa's face with the massive load that had been building since back before he fucked her in the brothel. Jet after thick jet of semen spurted over Lisa's pretty face, plastering one eye and coating her lips and chin.

Before Abe had a chance to come down, Lisa had pushed him onto the couch before rising and turning away from him, putting on a show and performing the best moves she had learnt working for Sherri. She shook her bare ass in Abe's face, swaying her hips seductively before bending at the waist and exposing her holes to him. Then, Lisa inched back, grinding her smooth, soft ass cheeks against his cock, not letting it soften - if anything, making it harder than before. Lisa's performance combined with the smouldering glances she shot him from over her shoulder, her face still dripping with his cum was enough to spur Abe to grip the beautiful young slut's hips and pull her down onto his lap. Instead of scream or protest, Lisa purred as Abe's slippery cock **** it's way into her asshole, filling her up in one motion as she was effectively impaled on his thick, meaty rod.

Abe enjoyed Lisa bouncing on his lap for a while, her yelps and cries of pleasure punctuating her movements delightfully. Eventually the urge to truly take her took him, and he pushed her face down into the couch, raising up her now gaping ass before fucking her punishingly. While the sheer ferocity of it shocked and somewhat scared Lisa, she also felt a sick sense of pride - her saviour wanted her, desired her so much he was claiming her with an animalistic possessiveness that could not be denied. And possess her he did. When he finally held himself deep inside and flooded her bowels with his second load of the night, Lisa experienced a mild, sympathetic climax along with him, her pussy gushing as her asshole clenched around Abe's spurting cock.

As they both came down from their shared bliss, Lisa's words came almost unconsciously, "I love you." she whispered breathlessly.

Abe slipped free from Lisa and roughly pulled her up, twisting her around to face him, then kissed her passionately. They spent the next hour or so drinking, laughing... Lisa resting her head on Abe's chest and tracing her fingertips over his body as he stroked her hair. They drank a lot, quickly and by the time Abe gave Lisa 'the tour', showing her some of the more valuable and interesting loot in his collection, Lisa was visibly unsteady on her feet. It had been a long day, an exhausting night and she had barely eaten all day. The booze had hit her hard but she kept up a brave face, genuinely eager to please her Prince.

That was why, when Abe showed her the manacles attached to the wall, urging her to try them on she happily obliged, finding the act playful, almost kinky in her drunken state. And when Abe excused himself, claiming to need to relieve himself and leaving Lisa there chained she did not protest. And when, eventually Lisa slumped to the floor, as much as the chains would allow, and passed out as much as fell asleep, she did not feel any sense of worry or fear.

She should have...