I want to thank BunLover for editing this story. This is the last chapter, and I hope you enjoy. This story is pure fantasy. I hope you have enjoyed the series.
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The sun came up, and it was a very peaceful day. Only the sounds of singing birds and an occasional bird call disturbed the dawn. Karen awoke and yawned, slowly remembering what happened the previous night. She noticed the dried come on her breasts, and winced as her ass was still a bit sore. It was proof that it wasn't just a bad dream. Looking around she was glad to see her bag with her hiking gear and food. She was very hungry, but wanted to clean herself before getting dressed.
Conflicted feelings came to her mind, as she recalled coming powerfully, while at the same time hurting. She had never been spanked before, even when she was a child. The orgasms were amazing, and she wanted more, but she still wanted to get to know her attacker. How crazy was that?
She knew that he had to be around, but where was he? Anytime she was near the cave, he seemed to respond to her. He must have watched her build the shelter while she was naked. She imagined that he probably observed her bending, and stretching herself over the shelter with nothing to cover herself. At the time, she didn't think of it as luring him in, but it must have driven him wild to see her work hard and get dirty creating her shelter. It must have been hard for him to wait for her to go back to sleep before making his move in the middle of the night.
Karen went back to the waterfall. She carried her things to the top of the rock alongside the falls. Slowly she stripped, knowing that he was likely watching nearby. She took off her top and played with her tits, squeezing her nipples and moaning a bit. Then, very slowly, she pushed down her shorts, being careful to bend over so her shaved pussy was visible from behind. She stood up, and again touched herself. She just knew he was watching, and wanted to drive him crazy enough to want her again. Then she jumped off the rock into the cold water. She swam over to a shallow area and washed her hair. Her nipples were erect from the cold water and her excitement.
She decided to bend over and write a note in the sand to him, "Join me for breakfast by my cot." Again, flashing her gorgeous body for him to see. More than anything she wanted to tease him back to her shelter. She simply had to have him for herself. Something in her needed him, and she wasn't the type of girl to need a man.