Twenty minutes later, he turned off the highway onto a graded gravel road. It was so dark, Lacey could see so many stars out the window. 'I'm gonna die tonight, and no one will ever know what happened.' she thought to herself. Daniel stopped the car at the end of the gravel. Lacey couldn't see anything beyond the car. There was no way she could run, heels or barefoot, and she wouldn't have a clue which way to go. Daniel got out and came around the car to open her door. Lacey sat there looking up at him for a moment before he reached down and took hold of her wrist.
"Kick off them heels," Daniel's voice was gruff. He could feel his dick getting hard, just looking at those green eyes, her fear evident. Lacey did as she was told, and yelped when he hefted her lithe 5'2" 115 pound body up and over his shoulder. He shut the car door and shifted her slightly, then headed to the camper he had parked a little bit back from the drive. He opened the door from memory, it was nearly too dark to see. The doorway was too narrow for him to carry her through, so he set her down on her feet, kept hold of her hips and pushed steadily until she started backing up and he followed her in.
He let go long enough to shut the door and snap the padlock closed. Lacey backed up in the dark until her hips bumped a table. She put her hands back to steady herself. Daniel flipped on a lantern hung by the door, and Lacey was momentarily blinded, giving Daniel enough time to cross the small camper and pin her against the table. He grabbed her wrists and pulled, then backed her towards the bed that dominated one end of the camper. When Lacey's calves touched the bed, Daniel shoved and she fell back on the mattress. Her skirt flipped up and Daniel got a good glimpse of the black scrap of lace covering her mons.
Lacey was concentrating on trying to breathe, the fall knocking the breath out of her. As she inhaled, the musky scent of the man who slept in this bed filled her nostrils. It wasn't unpleasant, and Lacey could only assume it was him. Then, she got the wind knocked out again, as Daniel covered her, nudging her knees apart with his own. He reached down and grasped her hands, pulling them above her head. She gasped for breath, as he licked the curve of her collarbone. Daniel inhaled the scent of her. She had used some sort of perfumed body wash, but it wasn't overpowering like a sprayed perfume would be. He was going to savor this. He raised up and let his hands trail down her arms, across her breasts still covered in black lace, down her ribs and to her hips, where he gripped and raised her to scoot her higher in the bed. Lacey could do nothing but be his ragdoll. His touch had lit a fire in her she didn't know existed. Daniel stripped off his shirt, watching her in the dim light, kicking off his boots. Lacey watched him as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and realized he was commando. He sprung out and at half mast was an impressive eight inches, and thick as she had ever seen. Lacey licked her bottom lip and wondered what he tasted like. Daniel spasmed watching her lick her lips. He bent and crawled up the bed over her. When he got to the apex of her legs he leaned down and inhaled. Her musky scent, slightly tangy, made him heady with lust.
Lacey instinctively, by habit, spread her legs slightly. Daniel responded by leaning on his elbows and reaching for the scraps on the side and pulled her panties down. Lacey lifted her ass to give him easier access.
"There's a good little whore." he said. His words kept her from drifting into that space in her head where she went while working, that made this bearable. Once he had her panties off, he climbed back up, lifting her legs and spreading them further apart. Her bare pussy parted slightly as well, and her scent filled the room. Daniel lowered himself to the mattress and settled with her legs up on his shoulders. He used a hand to grip her hip, and the other to pull the hood back from her clit. It was swollen already, bright red.
Daniel flattened his tongue on it, and rubbed left and right, then bit down lightly. Lacey squealed and jerked, raising up on her elbows. She pulled up and scooted her pussy away from his mouth. Her movement pissed him off, he raised a hand and brought it down flat on her lips in retaliation. Lacey yelped. Daniel stood and yanked on an ankle, then strapped it into the velvet cuff he already had tied to the frame. Then pulled the other into the opposite side. Lacey struggled, but had no leverage. He crawled up her to straddle her belly, and grabbed first her right wrist and secured it then her left. Lacey was spread wide, open for him, whatever he wanted to do to her, nothing she could do to stop him. He sat back, admiring his work.
Her boobs were barely contained in her bra, and he wanted to see and taste them. He reached down and squeezed them, not gently. Lacey mewed in the back of her throat, the pain mixing with her helplessness to heighten her pleasure. He moved and unsnapped her bra, her breasts springing free, her areolas the size of half dollars, her nipples already stiff. Daniel scooted his hips back, and leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth, his hand going to the other and rolling it between his thumb and finger. His hard pole pressed into her belly, a drop of his precum smearing along it. Lacey arched her back and pushed up into his mouth, her breasts always had been sensitive, just not played with much. Most customers had her on her belly or all fours. She gasped and moaned as he scraped teeth against her. Then he released that nipple, scraped his stubbled chin across the sensitive skin of her chest to the other side, and spent the same attention to that breast. Once Lacey was panting, he rubbed his way down her belly, back to her slit.
Lacey was a ball of need, his stubble making her skin burn. She tossed her head back and forth, pulling on the restraints. She mewed loudly when Daniel clamped his lips around her clit again. Daniel also used a finger and dipped it into her cunt, swirling in the juices that were beginning to drip down her ass to the bed. He helped it down her ass, having plans on taking her little brown button and stretching it. He swirled his tongue down and back up, then sucked on her clit again. Lacey panted hard, trying not to cum. Daniel inserted two fingers and rubbed up, to hit her spot, while sucking. Lacey screamed as her orgasm ripped through her. Daniel eased back his fingers, and looked up at her, his face gleaming with her juices.
Her head was turned to the side, and Daniel decided it was his turn. He moved to straddle her chest, and slapped a cheek with his heavy cock. Lacey turned to look up at him, and he positioned his tip right at her lips.
"Open up, bitch." he commanded. Lacey did as she was told. She darted her tongue out to taste him first, and then he shoved the large purple mushroomed head into her mouth. Lacey inhaled deep through her nose, and sucked the tip deeper, as he moved closer to put more of himself in her face. Unfortunately, he was ready to explode, so he didn't stay there. Lacey had just begun, thinking he was going to make her drink his first round. She made a noise of disappointment in protest, but he kept moving. He opened a drawer under the bed and pulled out a little bullet, and a chrome narrow little butt plug with a faux fur tail attached. Her eyes widened, not sure what he had planned.
Daniel moved to the end of the bed, and knelt on it, taking the butt plug and inserting it into Lacey's pussy to lube it up. He moved it in and out a few times, and Lacey keened softly. It was just enough for her to feel it, but not enough to let her cum. Then Daniel removed it, and moved it down. He pressed the tip to her puckered asshole. Lacey whimpered and shook her head, but did not verbalize a protest. Daniel asserted steady pressure until the ring gave, and her ass swallowed the plug entirely, leaving the handle the only thing out. Daniel liked the feel of it against his balls as he banged a cunt. He walked on his knees into place, and rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips.
"Please," Lacey whispered. "Please wear a condom." she pleaded. Daniel grinned.
"Don't have any out here. I never use them anyway. You said you always do, and I'm going to guess by the patch on your hip, you've been to be tested anyway." he refuted.
"It's a nic.." Lacey started to speak, when Daniel spanked her pussy again, making her yelp. A nicotine patch, she was quitting smoking. She had been to the women's clinic to be tested, and was given a prescription for birth control, but she had only taken it for a few months, and didn't like the side effects, so quit. Daniel resumed rubbing, slicking up the tip. He took the bullet and turned it on, letting it vibrate in his hand for a moment. It was maybe the size of a quarter sphere, waterproof, and powerful.
He put it on her clit, and any thought Lacey had was gone. With the pressure in her ass, him rubbing on her slit, and the vibrations on her clit sent her over the edge again. Daniel slammed home as she came, slipping the bullet in and pushing it to her cervix with his cock. Lacey screamed again, cumming harder, her cunt walls gripping his intruding dick. She could feel the vibrations deep inside and pulled hard on her ankle restraints but they held fast.
Daniel slowly withdrew and then slide home again. The butt plug kept her from stretching too far, since she was probably loose. It kept steady pressure on the underside of his cock. He held at base for a good minute, listening to Lacey mew and pant, tossing her head from side to side. Then she stiffened and came on his dick again. He pulled out, letting the bullet fall to the bed, then went back to rubbing his tip against her entrance. Lacey took a few deep breaths, calming a little.
