Brags Female

Chapter 1.) Adapting to Bondage

It had been 14 days since Madison had returned to the beach and submitted herself to Brag. The first two days he had just trained her, forced her to pull a heavy log over the sandy beach close to their camp. Later he then began to use her as pack animal. He made her haul heavy jugs of water from a spring in the jungle to the camp, pull logs of wood and heavy stone so he could construct a small hut, and carry equipment and loot when he was hunting.

Sometimes, especially if they returned to the camp after a long day, he even sat on her shoulders and let her carry him around, like she was a horse or a mule.

For Madi this of course was extremely humiliating and incredibly exhausting. But thanks to the drugs Brag was constantly feeding to her, she was slowly adapting -- physically and mentally. Her muscles began to grow, her skin adapted to the intense sun, she grew accustomed to run barefoot through rough terrain and finally, she stopped thinking about resisting, and slowly began to give in to the situation. A major reason for that shift of course was her outfit, which had been steadily improved by Brag.

Madi's gag had been changed into a more bridle like peace of wood with a big ball in the middle. Like her old gag it was covered with sweet tasting leaves, which Brag changed twice every day. Madi soon found herself suckling on the thing. At first, she tried to suppress that weird instinct (especially as it made her drool like crazy). But after a while she realized that the leaves numbed the pain in her legs and arms, so she gave up the resistance and was now constantly leeching on her gag, to get more of the sweet nectar.

Around her neck Madison was now wearing a leather collar, which Brag had made from her old belt. Madi had begrudgingly to admit, the little monster was quite handy, and within a day or two he had cut and sawn the belt perfectly in form. It sat now snug around Madis neck, didn't scratch, or chafe her and had a ring made from thick vines in front, which Brag used to leash Madi, and lead her around.

A little further down the most restrictive item followed. Madi's arms still were forced into a reverse prayer onto her back. At first it had hurt and cramped like hell, but now Madi barley felt it anymore. A tight web of ropes kept her hands perfectly tied down, her palms pressed together, and her elbows pressed against her back.

Besides from preventing Madi from using her arms, the Harness was vital to connect things to her, so she could pull or carry them around. So, it was no wonder Brag was putting much effort into this part of her outfit, making sure it was perfect. Since her capture he had opened the harness twice to clean Madi and improve and tighten the ropes. But he always made sure the rest of Madi's body was tightly bound and her arms stunned with poison. Simple said, he paid close attention so that Madi never had a chance to use her hands.

The improvements made the harness even more inescapable and now also circled over and under Madis tits, constricting them but also giving support when Madi was moving around. Judging by how sophisticated the rest of her outfit was, that was certainly no coincidence.

A little bit further down followed the last and certainly most humiliating part of Madi's outfit. It hadn't changed much, but still was a thorn in Madison side. A set of ropes, bound to form panties, directly connected to Madi's arm harness. The central rope of the evil construction was sitting snug between Madi's buttchecks and dug deep between her pussy lips. But the worst part was, it was holding a set of carved wooden dildos inside of Madi and made sure she could not get rid of them.

The dildos themselves where the main method, with which Madi was controlled. On one side they prevented her from relieving herself without help - a extremely dehumanizing situation and a brutal blow to the young women's self-esteem. But the much more insidious function was the oil the wood was oozing. It was an incredibly potent aphrodisiac, which made sure Madi was extremely horny all the time. It was so strong; she barely could think about anything but the overwhelming need itching between her legs.

Chapter 2.) Change of Mind

Madi wasn't exactly sure what day it was, as she hade woken up this morning. Like always, during the night her ankles had been tied together and connected to her elbows with a short rope, effectively preventing her from getting up or move around. But she had enough room to rub her legs together, as she tried to move the dildos inside of her and get a little bit of sensation out of that.

Later, when Brag had woken up, he just smirked at her pointless attempts of relieving her sexual needs. Like every morning he massaged between her legs. His fingers run over her wet pussy lips, roughly rubbing them against the rope trapped between them. It did not take him long to make her hump his hand, and moan in pure delight. But as always, he stopped, just a few moments before Madi could cum.

The first few times he had done this, Madi tried to argue and scream in protest, but her tantrums always were ended with a painful spanking and scolding words. So, she had learned to behave. Moaning in frustration and rubbing her thighs together was okay, even made him smirk a little. But anything else she avoided, so she could stay on his good side.

The most frustrating thing about the situation was, however, Brag never 'used' Madison. In her nativity she was sure he would use her for sex. She dreamed about it, fantasized about it, and hoped this would be how she would get relieve from her sexual frustration. But he never did anything in that direction. It was driving her crazy. For once in her live all she wanted was to get used and fucked hard, and she was trapped with a man who was not showing any interest whatsoever. How could this just be so incredibly unfair?! If he wasn't into it, why did he tie her up and treat her like he did?!

Madi remembered how she had tried to offer herself to him multiple times. She had turned her backside to him and wiggled her ass like a bitch in heat, begging him to fuck her. But he always just laughed at her, petted her butt and then forced her to go back to work.

With every rejection Madi grew more desperate. At first, she was hurt and confused, but over the last couple of days she had now arrived at the conclusion that she just hadn't earned sex yet. He fondled her when she was doing good, so he clearly liked her. That meant she just needed to do better, until eventually, he would accept and take her. And then she would finally be allowed to cum! Despite how ridiculously that idea was, Madi started to believe in it howl heartedly. She had begun to not only do what she was told, but really strive to do the best she could.

And she felt like it worked. She hadn't received a major punishment in days, and her Master was teasing her more often and more intense. Sure, she hadn't had an orgasm yet, but she was sure she was getting closer. It just had to be that way!

While Madi was fantasizing about sex with Brag, he had begun to prepare breakfast. Madi was feed with the same bitter leaves as always, but she chewed them with a smile. He noticed her sheepish grin and returned it with a smile of his own and rewarded her with a loving pinch in her left nipple. "Mad'son ugglu." He said and she nodded happily, feeling a rush of satisfaction.

Chapter 3.) Morning Routine

Brag had a close eye on his female while he made breakfast and feed her. He had noticed how her behavior had change over the last couple of days. She had stopped fighting back when he did things she did not like and put more effort in her work. And she had slowly grown the telltale glassy eyes, all females got through the taming process. She wasn't truly loyal yet, that would take weeks if not months, but she was submitting to his dominance as long he kept her under tight control.

"Mad'son happy?" He asked, as he noticed that she was starring at him with a sheepish grin. She did not understand that of course, but she nodded anyway, and docilly chewed her leaves. Brag responded with a smile of his own.

"You are doing good girl." He then said. "I think we can now start to think about going home." The female just answered with a blank stare, unable to understand, and trained enough not to speak on her own. "It will be quiet the trip." Brag kept speaking anyway and petted Mad'son's giant tits. "We need to prepare.

After another soft pet for her, he untied the rope preventing her from getting up. Knowing the routine, she did not wait, and stood up, now towering over him. Brag could not help but marvel at how tall and strong she was. He only reached up to her hips. She truly was a giant and impressively strong. She could carry things far beyond what even the strongest man could lift. Brag was sure, his dominion over Mad'son would earn him immense respect once they arrived back home.

With his crop in hand, Brag herded Mad'son away from the camp and tied her to a nearby stone, before undoing her plugs so she could do her business. Only a week ago she still was shy and nervous, and it took a while for her to get done. But now she had given up on all modesty and just relieved herself without a second thought.

After she was done Brag rinsed her down with a few handfuls of water, before pushing her plugs back in. Brag knew Mad'son loved that part of the routine, and he gently massaged her needy pussy for a little while, listening to her moans. But of course, he made sure not to overdo it. He did not intend to allow her to cum. That would come later -- if she kept up the good behavior.

"Okay Mad'son, we need fresh water and supplies for the trip. We will be on our way for a couple of days and pass-through tough terrain." He explained, without expecting any answer. "Come on girl, lets move." He added and pated the female's ass with his crop.

Chapter 4.) Preparations

Madison did not exactly understand what Brag tried to tell her in the morning, but the day was an exhausting one. At first Brag made her carry caskets of water from the nearby spring to the camp. It was heavy work, especially as 'nearby' meant two hours of walking and she had to lift much more then she was used to.

Without much of a pause Brag returned her back to the jungle, where he then began to forage plants. At first that was easy on Madi. She was leashed and just followed him around, waiting for him to put leaves, chunks of wood and roots into a basket mounted to her back. She noticed most of what Brag picked up was for her. The leaves she ate, the other leaves Brag wrapped around her gag and big chunks of the special wood, Brag used to carve her dildos with.

The little part of Madison's mind which was holding her old self was trying to remember those fascinating plant, so she could study them, once she got back to civilization. But her much bigger new self was mostly bored and annoyed about the lack of movement. For once it was uncomfortable to just stand around for so long and more importantly, not moving meant the dildos in her cunt and ass did not move either. So, she was constantly prancing from one foot to the other, trying to get some stimulation.

It was already afternoon as Brag lead Madi back to the beach. The big basket on her back had become somewhat heavy, but not unbearably so. Once at the camp, Madi was freed of her burden, only to be loaded up with hunting equipment. Speers, baits, nets, knifes and baskets to transport the loot where all hung onto her harness.

The rest of the day and the early evening the pair spend hunting and checking on Brags old traps. Madi hated the hunting part. Stalking silently through the jungle and carrying her master's stuff wasn't a problem. But Brag had no use for her when he was actively hunting something. So, he often just tied her to a tree or stone and left, leaving her alone. Madi felt incredibly vulnerable during those periods. Tied as she was, she had no could neither defend herself nor run away. All she could do was to wait, nervously harken into the thick green, and hope Brag would soon return.

Checking for the traps on the other side confused Madison at first. Usually, Brag reset his traps if they had been triggered. But today he just took his loot and reusable part, not bothering with resetting his contraption. Only after a couple of hours, Madi finally realized what was going on. Brag was preparing to leave this place.

This realization made Madi pause. For the most part her drugged mind did not worry about much anymore, but parts of her where still aware that a search party had no chance to find her in the thick of the jungle. Only at the beach she had a chance to be rescued. If Brag left and took her with him, there would probably never be a chance for her to leave ever again!

Chapter 5.) A Night at the Beach

It was already dark when Brag and Mad'son finally returned to the beach. The hunt was reasonably successful. Nothing to boast about, but good enough. Brag was reasonably sure he had enough supplies to make the trip back home.

But Brag was worried about Mad'son. He noticed her to be brooding and a little less excited to follow his commands. She wasn't resisting his commands, but had had a noticeably bad mood. She probably had finally caught up to what was afoot and did not approve. 'Her tribe must be boatpeople.' He thought to himself. 'That's how she ended up at that beach in the first place. And that is why she does not want to leave. She hopes to return to her people.'

During their long march back to the beach Brag had thought long and hard about what to do. If he didn't do anything about it, Mad'son could act up, through away the progress he had trained into her and go berserk. With any other mare that wouldn't be a problem, but Mad'son would be a real threat, even with her bondage. He needed to break that doubt in her mind and make her accept her new role. He needed her to forget about her old life and truly become his female. And Brag had just the plan how to do that. An unorthodox one, but one that might just work.

Back at camp Brag at first stuck to the routine. He unloaded Mad'son, helped her with her toilet, cleaned her, outfitted her with new plugs and finally watered and feed her. She clearly was exhausted and thankful she could rest.

Of course, she stopped her brooding when he began to rub between her legs. She had knelt next to him, when he moved his hands towards her legs. Like all females she was slave to her lust and immediately spread her legs, moaning in lewd anticipation. Like so many times before, Brag rubbed his fingers along the females' pussy lips. It only needed moments, and she was gyrating her hips, humping against his hands. Everything troubling her mind was gone and replaced by the delicious stimulation between her legs.

"Oh great spirits, bless this female with fertility, so she may mother strong son's" Brag said solemnly, while still rubbing Mad'son pussy. Usually, it took way longer for a female to earn their first fuck. It was a man's duty to find out his females cycle and keep their carnal desires in check by only fucking them to breed, and if they had behaved well enough. That ensured they where almost always horny and therefore docile and easy to handle. But this was a different situation. Brag needed to use sex to make Mad'son truly submit.

She of course was barely aware of those holy words and even if she would be able to concentrate on anything but her pussy, she wouldn't understand anyway. She was just overjoyed to get touched in her naughty places.

As Brag moved away his hand from her pussy, Mad'son groaned in dislike, but looked confused, as he stepped behind her, and pushed her forward. He could feel a nervous shiver cursing through her body, as she sank to the ground, pressing her soft bosom into the sand and pushing her ass into the air. With the girl now presenting herself in that lewd way, Brag again began to stimulate her with his hands.

"Accept that you are mine Mad'son, and the spirits will gift you strong sons through me." He said while opening the rope holding the plugs inside of Mad'sons cunt and ass. It was a dangerous move to free a female from her plugs without tying her to something else. But Brag reasoned, if she voluntarily gave herself to him, it would seal them together and drown all doubts out of her mind.

And like so many females before, she did not use the opportunity to fight back. Instead, she groaned with animalistic lust, as Brag pulled the plugs from her ass and cunt, and wiggled her butt invitingly at him, presenting her gapping asshole and overflowingly wet pussy to him. She was begging him to take her. Brag had to stand behind the giant female, while she was on her knees. Grabbing hold of Mad'son's hips, Brag leaned forward and slowly inserted his shaft into her pussy. She moaned in surprise, startled by how big he was.

The second and third thrust where still slow, but Mad'son was already pushing into Brag, not only cooperating but following his lead. Soon Brag began to hammer harder and harder into his female. It didn't take long for her to tense up with every thrust and scream in delight. A few more thrust and she climaxed hard, finally getting the orgasmic relieve, she had craved for so long. But Brag did not stop. He kept on pounding her, riding her orgasm until she crashed into a second and finally a third climax. All inhibitions had gone, and she was gargling, and moaning incoherent words into her gag, before she felt him push all the way into her, holding her tight and finally pumping his seed into her.

With her Master done, Mad'son collapsed into the sand, breathing hard, enjoying the jolting waves of afterglow, which kept her body drowning in a hormonal cocktail of pure delight. She moaned in painful glee, as Brag shoved the first plug back into her ass. Her muscles had begun to close and had to be forced open again, but Mad'son looked like she enjoyed that. The second plug followed soon after and trigger a deep, long moan from Mad'son as her pussy was fille up again, trapping Brag's seed inside of her, so she would hopefully soon carry his spawn.

Then Brag tied the ropes back together, which made sure the plugs would stay inside of Mad'son, before tying her ankles, and finally fastening them with a short rope to her arm harness. Brag petted her lovingly over the ass, while she was still wallowing, and slowly drifting into sleep, a big smile on her dump face.

Chapter 6.) On the way Home

It had been 3 days since Madi had left the beach with her Master, and all she could thinking about was the sex. She constantly was fantasizing about it, with her pussy dripping with lust. But a painful sting of Brags crop over her sore red ass brought her back into reality again. She groaned exhausted, as she had to climb another uneven hill. All of Brags belongings were loaded onto her -- Kegs of water, baskets full of food, tools, and other supplies. If it hadn't been for her master's crop, Madi had collapsed long ago. But he kept on herding her forward, forcing her to go to her limits and a little bit over, before allowing her a short break.

With every break Madison received a little reward, as Brag fondled her tits and pussy. It where only shorts breaks though, and despite how much she desired it, Brag was obviously not planning on giving into her lewd desires.

And those desires where all Madi could think about. She had forgotten her worries about getting rescued or return into civilization. Her entire being was occupied with the task right ahead of her and her carnal desires. The drugs in her system, the plugs in her ass and cunt, and tight bondage all made sure sex was all she could think about. Every time she saw Brag all she could think about was his cock and how much she wanted to feel him inside of her again.