She Gets Fucked

The man broke away from her for a moment, Elana was glad of the rest, the chains which cuffed her arms still **** then painfully upwards, and her head was spinning with a mix of fear and lust as well as swelling anticipation. She gulped; her body felt hot. Her nipples were engorged, tingling with desire as they ached for the man's touch to return. Her legs felt weak, and her lower self was wet and soaking. She felt her body weight pulling on her arms as she rested for a minute, her copper hair falling over her face.

She was breathing heavily. Gasping as her blood ran like fire, she felt a growing heat between her legs. Elana could not believe that this was all happening, but at the same time, some part of her was not as afraid as she should have been. She'd caused it, hadn't she? She'd done this, surely. She'd wrote it in the rulebook, and it had happened. There was no mistaking it. The man had even referenced her rules. So that meant...

It meant she was able to enjoy herself, to do something she never thought she could. To enjoy one of her deepest fantasies. She took a deep breath, and **** her legs to work properly. The floor of the barn felt cold under her naked feet. There was a draft somewhere, wafting across her body, making her shiver as it brushed against her pale skin.

She looked up, up into the face of the man who had kidnapped her, of the man who was molesting her. She met his eyes for a moment, only a moment, but it was enough. She felt her resolve harden, even as her anxiety churned like a pit in her gut. Lust and arousal made her voice shake as she spoke.

"Are you....are you going to fuck me now?"

She couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth. They weren't the sort of thing she would normally say, but right now, she felt electric, like lightning was running through her veins. Her body pulsed, and she swore she could taste the rising heat in the back of her throat.

"You've taken me for a reason..." Elana went on, "you're going to fuck me now, aren't you? Here I am all alone, chained up and naked..."

She could see the bulge in his pants, his obvious arousal made her even more wet. She struggled for a moment, just to feel the cold chains biting into her arms, reminding her that she was a captive. That he could do anything he wanted to her. Anything at all.

The man seemed to consider for a moment. Then, Elana felt his hands move to her thighs. His touch sent shockwaves racing through her sensitive body, his fingers closing around her skin and forcing her legs to part. She struggled, but was still weak, unable to truly resist as she was **** to stand with her tights as far apart as they could go. A moment later, Elana gasped as the man took out the knife again. This time, she watched as he played it closer to her pussy. Elana shivered as the tip of the blade traced its way up her inner thigh, its soft touch was a tormenting trail moving up her skin. She wanted to shiver, or jerk away, but feared that to do so would cause it to cut her. Her breath froze in her throat, and all she could do was sit and watch. The tip of the blade did not cut her, but she still felt it keenly, the man pressed down with enough **** that she could tell it could do so if he only desired it to.

Slowly, relentlessly, the man drove the knife higher. Elana did her best to stay as still as she could, following the movements of the blade with frantic eyes. Her heart hammered fast as he continued to work. Each touch of the blade was electric, erotic, her skin was prepared at any moment for the flash of pain, and so, she felt everything so very strongly.

The knife ascended. Crossing from her inner thigh to the area near where her legs met, a cold shiver raced down her spine as it gently met the fabric of her panties. With a sudden, flicking motion, the man sliced through the elastic band which bound them to her, and Elana felt her last clothes sag, and then fall. She flushed brightly red, turning her head away as if to deny the sight as she felt her panties falling slowly, pulled by gravity to the ground.

At last, she was fully revealed. The man studied her for a moment. Her pussy made it so that her arousal could not be hidden. Her labia were engorged and her inner self was exposed. Her clit pulsed with each breath, making her feel weak at the knees. Desire pounded through her, and it was hard to think of anything except it.

Her front was already soaking with her own juices. Elana stifled a groan as the kidnapper reached for her pussy, his fingers playing across it slowly. Almost curious, he rubbed it. At first, gently, and then applying more and more pressure. She squirmed against the chains, trying to close her legs and deny him, though it did not work. Each touch of his fingers sent waves of desire flooding through her, so strong that she could not deny it. It felt a hundred, a thousand times more intense than when she'd done anything like this on her own. The whole thing felt so very real, she was lost in the fantasy. The chains, the cold air on her skin, the feel of the man's rough touch against her mound.

Elana shuddered as she felt the man's fingers prying a her lower lips. She felt him taking a gentle hold of them, and peeling them back. The red-head groaned, shaking her head, but she could not deny the powerful sense of humiliation mixed with lust that washed through her as he did this.

He stood up, his hands going to the trousers that he was wearing. Eagerly, he pushed them down, shedding them to expose his throbbing manhood. Elana looked at it for a moment, her heart hammered, even though she had known that this moment was coming. His cock was hard, the sight of her naked body in chains having filled him with desire. She felt his body press close against her own once more, the tip of his cock gently touching her entrance. She was breathing fast. Elana had never had sex before. She'd never even masturbated very much. To have her first time be something like this was directly out of her wet dreams and fantasies.

The tip of his cock was pressed against the opening to her pussy, Elana could feel the heat radiating from it, a sense of heavy desire had fallen across her. She felt she could almost see the future, teasing and tantalising her.

Slowly, the man started to grind against her. Elana writhed as she felt his cock slowly start to slip between her folds. He felt solid and warm, the motion was slow, gradual, but the penetration made her head spin. Her nerve-ending screams with pleasure as he pushed himself into her, she threw her head back, her spine arching.

Then, he started to move properly. Picking up speed and motion, thrusting into her with a powerful rhythm. Each time he entered her, Elana felt herself gasp and moan, the pleasure spreading through her in waves. Her hands twisted and her toes curled, she threw her head back, her eyes closed, she could feel him entering her, spearing into her pussy. Her inner walls closed around him, holding him tightly, the friction of the motion made it feel even more intense. Elana felt lightning travelling up her spine, her fingers growing number, she started to grind down against him, trying to **** him further inside of her. Desire to climax was rising in her body, and her breasts and nipples burned with erotic lust. She moaned, feeling her kidnapper inside of her body. Entering her again and again, withdrawing slowly, and then returning with a forceful thrust that made her gasp anew each time.

He took her with a steady rhythm, the man himself grunting as his cock felt the touch of her pussy. Elana's body writhed in the grip of pleasure, her legs felt weak, and the chains that bound her also served to keep her on her feet. She could feel herself growing more and more aroused, each moment that passed brought her closer and closer to her climax.

The man's hands moved suddenly, Elana's eyes snapped open. he continued to fuck her, her body screaming as he pressed into it. But his fingers closed around the cheeks of her ass, and she felt him drawing them apart. Suddenly, something hard was pressed against her second entrance. Elana squirmed again, but her body felt so very hot and so very weak, she could do nothing as the dildo started to slide into her backside. Elana hissed as she felt her anus expanding to take the intrusion, then cold plastic pressing into the sides of her body. Somehow, it felt a lot more invasive than when he took her from the front. He pressed the dildo as far into her anus as it would go, and then his hands withdrew. A moment later, it started to vibrate.

Elana wanted to scream. Caught now between the front and the back, she was caught in the throes of an orgasm that she had never before expected or anticipated might come in a situation like this. All thoughts of dignity and shame fled her as she threw back her head, the mechanical buzz of the dildo in her ass accompanying her animal moaning. The climax made her writhe, her body buzzing with release. The pleasure surged, and she gasped, feeling like she was falling. It came in waves, one, two, three. She silently cried out, her voice lost, snatched away in the moment. Her eyes widened, her body exploding with more pleasure than she had even thought it could give her.

The man climaxed in her. She felt him jerk, his cock exploding with cum, the heat of it rushed into her pussy, filling her up. For a moment, she stood there, blinking in shock. Had he cum inside of her? Fuck, he had! His seed spilled from her lower lips, splashing onto the ground below her as he continued to thrust.

A moment later, her own orgasm hit. Elana threw her head back, her eyes opened widely as it screamed through her. Her pussy surged with erotic tingling, building into such an intense sensation that it almost became unpleasant. Her mouth fell, half open, and her body spasmed beyond her control. Her muscles danced to the throbbing pulse of pleasure that filled her up.

Then, slowly, Elana felt herself wind down. She gasped, the man pulled out of her, more of his seed spilling from between her lower lips. Even exhausted, Elana made a note to write something in the rulebook about unwanted pregnancy. Then, she let herself sag forwards. Her legs were shaking. Her pussy throbbed. She felt like she had no energy left at all.

"That wasn't bad." The man said, stepping back. "I'm probably going to have to let you go eventually, you know. But not for a while yet."

She felt his hand cupping the side of her face.

"Let's do this a few more times before then, eh?"

He laughed, knowing that she did not have any choice at all in that, and then left the barn. Before he did, however, he ensured that she would receive no rest. In addition to the vibrating dildo, he clamped weights to her nipples, and pressed a vibrating sphere between her lower lips. Elana froze as she felt it start up, clashing with the one already in her ass.

"I'll be back in a few hours." The man said. "In the meantime, try not to climax too many times, okay? If you do it more than two times or so, I'll have to punish you."

And then he left.

Elana sagged forwards in her chains. She was tired and worn, the dildos in her ass and the vibrator in her pussy were already tormenting her young body. Her pussy had been filled by the man's orgasm, and she was chained in place, totally helpless.

All in all, she had to admit.

It had gone a lot better than she had thought.

Route End.