Darla is taken to the edge

'Fuck- he's going deep.
His finger...feels so good.'

You keep fingering her until you hear her moan and tighten up.

As she's about to cum...

You stop.

You spank her ass with the same hand.

Darla does her best to protest through the ball gag.

"Should I keep going?"
She nods vehemently.
"I see."

You rub her sore ass before beginning to finger her again.

Yet again, she gets right to the edge...

...and you stop.
You spank both cheeks this time.

'Fucker! Finish what you started!'

"I stopped again, didn't I? Whoops."
You smirk.
"I think that you need the real thing."
Darla gulps into the gag.

You rub your hard dick- under your shorts- against her sore ass and wet pussy.
You pinch her nipples too.

She hates the pain.
She loves the feeling your hard dick rubbing against her though.

'I did all that,' she thinks proudly, momentarily distracted.

"I think you're still a little too comfortable. If you want to cum, you have to suffer for me."
'I already am! Fuck me!'

You grab another line of rope, go down and loop it around her left ankle.
You pull her leg up in an arching pattern and tie the other end tightly around the tree.

Once she's secure, you take in your handiwork.

"I'll be back. Stay there."
You walk off.

As Darla suffers, she suddenly realizes that if the guy got her, they might have also gotten her friends who went with her.
'Oh no.'