The beeping of his watch woke Roy up. He had slept very soundly but it was 6am and time to get moving. He dropped down from the top bunk. Elaine was still sleeping on the bottom bunk below. He smiled and thought about yesterday, in a little while he'd wake her up and start the day right. He lit a camp stove and put a pot of coffee on low heat to percolate. The fire in the wood stove had long burned out, which was good, it would be getting warm soon.
He walked outside with the spring in his step that comes after a day of really good sex. The morning was particularly lovely, the canyon was still in the shadows, but he could see a line of light on the walls above creeping down.
Ass, pussy or mouth? Which to do first? Well, first he had to piss. He had a very stiff erection so he stood at the edge of camp and fired a long arc of urine. He swayed his hips back and forth and hosed down a small cactus. He finished with a few hip thrusts to shake the rest of the urine out then turned back to the cabin.
He thought about Elaine sleeping, naked except for cuffs and collar. She was supposed to meet someone else in Goldwash, but that person had had a problem with four slashed tires and was late for the meeting. The knife was good for more than cutting off panties. He had kidnapped her, raped her and was going to do it more. Already she seemed to crave his use of her.
He came back in the cabin, slowly stroking his cock. Elaine was still asleep. Well, she didn't need to be awake for this. He pulled back the blanket to look at her. She was beautiful, naked but for a padded leather collar and cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She was 5'2" with a slender build, maybe 110 pounds. Her hips were narrow and her legs lean but with enough meat on them to have nice curves. Elaine had a pale, almost milky complexion with a few large freckles here and there that seemed like dark stars on a white sky. She was on her side so her could see her small, firm breasts and dark nipples rising with each breath. He knew her ass was gorgeous, curved and firm, already violated by him the night before. She had a little tattoo of a turtle on one of her cheeks that Roy thought was a little too cutesy and marred an otherwise perfect landscape of flesh, he could get rid of that later. She had a pretty face and straight dark blonde hair that fell to the middle of her back. At some point he would have to grab her by that hair and pound her tight little asshole again.
Roy was 22 and he knew Elaine was 30. He liked that. She looked damn good for any age and seemed to be just hitting her peak of beauty now. From reading Amanda's files on her former roommate/lover he knew that Elaine had not had much of a sex life. She had grown tired of her former boyfriends docile nature in bed and had given up on them. Amanda had given her a good year of rough lesbian sex, but Elaine had never had a man give her what she needed. That was, until Roy stole her. He planned on making the most of this gorgeous, sexy older woman.
Roy uncuffed Elaine's feet and rolled her onto her back. She stirred, but her eyes were still closed. He spread her legs and climbed between them. He ran his hand up and down one of her silky thighs, a slight dreamy smile crossed her face.
She was completely in his power. He could do anything he wanted to this beautiful woman and she could not stop him. No one could, they were miles away from anyone. She could go outside and scream at the top of her lungs and the only one who would hear her would be the ravens. To have this woman to do with as he pleased, what a wonderful moment! Roy craved her flesh. He wanted to experience her in every way, to touch and conquer. He wanted her to surrender totally to him, to give herself to him completely.
Barely controlling himself, he slid the tip of his cock between her outer pussy lips and began to push in. Elaine was still dry and it took some effort to force his way inside her, but he was not going to be stopped. He made it all the way in and paused. If there was any feeling better than having your hard cock buried in a woman's hot, tight pussy he had not known it. She was already getting wet, her body responding to his violation as he began to slide back out.
With a wicked grin on his face he slammed roughly back into her and she woke up, her eyes flying wide open.
Elaine woke up with Roy fucking her. All at once she remembered where she was and what was happening to her. She should have been shocked and repulsed but her body was already turned on. She pulled at her hands and realized they were still cuffed, and the memory of yesterday came flooding back to her. She tried to squirm away, but Roy's body on top of her kept her in place. She cried out in a helpless rage that only seemed to drive Roy harder. She could not escape from this, Roy could do anything he wanted to her.
Roy shifted, with his right hand he grabbed her shoulder and held in her place. With his left he took a hold of her ass and began pounding away with his hips, his rod forcing itself into her over and over. His beard and stubbly face rubbed up against her neck and she felt his steady breathing on her shoulder, the hair of his legs rough on her smooth thighs.
Elaine moaned and whimpered as he took his pleasure from her body. Helplessly she took the rape and to her shock and shame her body was enjoying it. A wave of pleasure rapidly built up inside her as he had his way with her. Before she was even fully awake she was wracked by an orgasm and she cried out in pleasure. Her body clenching and shaking, she lifted her hips to better receive the violent penetration and the intense sensations it brought.
Roy drove into her harder and faster and with a few grunts he came, spraying her womb with his semen. He squeezed her butt cheek harder and delivered a few last thrusts.
"Good morning, my little toy," Roy said, looking into her wide blue eyes.
Roy kissed her hard, reached down and rubbed her stiff nipples. Elaine wanted to fight and resist, but she was physically in his power and her body craved his abuse. Last night Roy had made her realize she was truly a slave. While in the light of the morning she might try to forget and deny it, her body and soul remembered.
Still filling her, he pressed down with his hips while his tongue conquered her mouth. He held her this way for a moment, relishing his power of her.
As Roy broke the kiss and smiled at her she looked him in the eyes. This young man had complete power over her; she tried to put as much anger and defiance as she could into her gaze but only managed to convey her helplessness even more. She was painfully aware of her bound hands and his still hard cock inside her. She thought of the orgasm she had just had and the orgasms she had had each time he took her. She tried to hold his gaze and hold her rage but could do neither. She closed her eyes and sank deeper into the thin mattress. Her life was in his hands.
Roy withdrew and stood up, a thin string of cum hung from his cock to her abused cunt. The coffee was starting to boil. He patted her cheek and walked to the stove. Like most men once he was spent his mind changed gears rapidly, now he was working on breakfast. He heated up a skillet and tossed on some corned beef hash, all the while idly humming to himself.
Elaine stayed in bed. Roy's semen from this morning dripped down and over the dried semen from last night that had drained out of her ass. She wanted to curl back up and go to sleep and find out that this was all a dream, but that coffee smelled really good. So she got out of bed.
She was sore, her pussy and ass ached from the pounding they had taken; her legs and arms were stiff from being tied up so much. She needed a good run or some sort of exercise to work out the kinks.
