Not for the time being

As the wagon rolled away from the coast towards a destination unknown to Druuna, her mind raced with possible ideas for escape. She ran through every possibility, every idea in her head, but inevitably came back to the same conclusion. She had no weapons and she was chained tightly to the cart. To escape, she'd need the key to her collar and to somehow get rid of Harlan, but achieving both those goals when Harlan was armed was going to be very difficult indeed. For now, she needed to bide her time.

It wasn't too long though before she felt her leash loosen a little, allowing her more slack. A gruff Harlan announced

"Ok, Girly, listen up. Face facts, I own you now. That's means I decide how and where you sleep, the food you eat, and the discipline you may or may not get. Now if you serve me well, things won't be too bad for you. If not..."

Harlan didn't need to finish. He continued along a different train of thought.

"Now first, I was getting mighty hot under the collar watching you earlier, and I want to sample those oral skills of yours. Hell, sample is the wrong word. You are going to suck me off a lot and you're going to do it well."

Druuna considered her options. She didn't have much of a choice.

"Ok, I'll do it. I'm..."

"Shut it. I don't want to hear you speak from now on. I don't want too get attached to you or anything. The only place I want those lips is on my cock. Now get to it!"

Druuna realized that this situation was effectively a binary one. Either she gave him the best blowjob she could give or she would suffer. There was no third option. Harlan didn't take his eyes off the road and Druuna obediently clambered up onto the wagon's seat next to Harlan, awkwardly bending down on lying on her side with her head facing his belly, having to bend her legs to keep them in the carriage. She fished out Harlan's average sized flaccid member and started to stroke it to tumescence. Her tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive bit of skin between the underside and the head as she knew men loved and Harlan was soon fully aroused. Starting the fellatio proper, Druuna engulfed Harlan's cockhead between her pouty lips, and slowly, torturously descended lower, bathing him with her tongue.

Harlan just chuckled at Druuna's attempts to tease him. He'd enjoyed the oral talents from skilled whores from across the land. She wasn't going to get him this early.

In fact it was Druuna getting amorous as the eager young fellatrix took in a powerful amount of male pheromones bobbing up and down on Harlan's prick. She was still frustrated a little from earlier, having wanted to get more time with the two military studs (who had, admittedly got her into this mess in the first place). Druuna closed her eyes, slightly ashamed of herself, as she snuck her delicate hand down to her pussy, drawing out her clit from its hiding place, starting to rub it with her thumb. She then sneakily stuck a couple of her fingers into her eager honeypot, sighing happily around Harlan's manmeat.

Haraln didn't even take his eyes off the road as he commented "Hah, don't think I don't know what you're doing. I don't even need to keep an eye on you. I can smell a bitch in heat a mile away."

Druuna blushed slightly, one of her reddened cheeks growing slightly bulbous as a rigid cockhead pressed against it. She realised she would most likely be getting off a few times before Harlan did.

Druuna sucked away at Harlan for what seemed like close to an hour; far far longer than any man had ever lasted before when receiving her oral talents. Periodically Harlan would pass another cart and she'd hear the odd wolf-whistle or sigh of disgust. One guy was even bold enough to yell out "Hey, nice slut, man!" (much to Druuna's embarrassment), but Harlan just dismissively waved him off. All the while a small pool of moisture under Druuna's loins steadily grew, her feminine dew shimmering in the mid-day sun. Now she was going up and down across Harlan's length like a pogo stick, furiously swirling her tongue around the crown, the obscene sucking sounds echoing across the plains they slowly travelled across. Finally, she felt Harlan shudder, and explode into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every drop she could, then lapped at his balls for any stray morsels that might have escaped. Druuna felt a little flush of pride finally being able to bring the insensitive trader off.

"Heh, not bad, slut. Not bad at all. Everyone can use more practice though, and luckily you'll be getting plenty more of that!"

Harlan proved true to his words as he made Druuna spend the rest of the day sucking him off as she just had. Occasionally he would tease her by offering her a canteen of water before saying "Haha. No, you drink from here!" indicating his manhood. She did indeed drink his come several more times as the day wore on, her nude, voluptuous body glistening in the sun, slowly developing a delicious all-over golden tan. It took a little longer to bring him back to life each time but this only fortified Druuna's resolve. When night finally fell and Harlan pulled Druuna off him to make camp, she actually smacked her lips a little at the curious sensation of not having a cock in her mouth.