A need opened up within her and she began rocking up and down on its hardness, quicker and faster with a greater passion, while he again began to use the crop whip on her breasts and on her thighs. She let out several moans and groans, pleasurable cries and passionate sighs. It felt great, it felt good. Up and down, up and down. Fucking herself on the dildo, with her ass also full, and her cries gradually turned to screams, and she knew her climax was upon her. It was getting higher and higher, the passion and heat building up, her cries getting louder, she couldn’t feel the whip upon her skin, as her orgasm got closer and closer and built up even more, until she suddenly screamed out and exploded, soaking the dildo and stool underneath her.
Immediately, he had removed the canvas bag from around her head, before her mouth was clamped open with the use of a spider-gag and she looked and wondered what he would do to her at that point. She was still enjoying her moment of climax and it cheered her to think he was then going to fill her third hole, as he released his erect penis from his pants. Stepping closer to her, he pointed the tip of his cock at her open mouth, before a burst of pee sprayed into her mouth. She could taste the salt and warmth of his piss and she began to swallow at first, as her mouth got fuller and fuller, until his pee eventually dribbled down her chin and onto her tits and he sprayed all over her face and her body and back to her mouth, until finally, he could pee no more. She looked into his eyes as she swallowed the last of the liquid, but he then grabbed the back of her head and forced her mouth onto his cock, so he could face fuck her and gag her while ordering her to begin fucking herself again on the dildo.
As she recalled her last visit to his lair and the pleasure, he had with her, she stooped down further into her hiding place. She tried to calm the panic she was feeling, before she peered out from behind the bush of briars and suddenly, she held her breath, as she watched him running pass her position. She watched silently to see him come across a pathway through the forest and it passed her mind that she could give him the slip by watching which direction he would travel in his search for her, and she could then work her way along the opposite route. She thought it a good plan, so she waited and waited and eventually moments after he disappeared, she left her cover behind and she began to take flight yet again, and yet memories of what his plans for her re-entered her mind. She knew full-well what he would do to her and with her, as her thoughts journeyed back to his lair.
She was lying on her back on a dirty old mattress with her legs pinned over in a U-shape over her head. He was standing over her with one leg either side of her body. His cock was pounding her ass-hole, while he played with her clit, which was pushing another crescendo to build up within her with a mixture of her own juices and pee and she knew once she let go, they would flow all over herself, but she didn’t care as another orgasm built up within her. She could feel the passion, the heat, her muscles contracting and tightening, her moaning again and he’s pounding and he’s fucking and he’s ramming her for all he was worth until she couldn’t take it anymore and another explosion of her juices and her cries filled the predator’s lair. While her bull rammed one last time, having witnessed the sight of her roaring orgasm and he too exploded and filled her ass with his pearly fluid with several more pumps of his pelvis.
After removing himself from her ass, he then removed the spider-gag from her face and ordered her to clean his cock with her mouth, pushing harder and deeper down her throat with his balls resting on her chin, her head held firmly at the back and her face turning a dark red colour, her eyes watering, while his control over her was complete. He held her like that for several moments, but he eventually let go, released her, let her regain her breath, before he invaded her mouth a second time. It pleased him to deep throat, but eventually he decided he needed a rest, so he walked over to a table with a number of items scattered upon it and there he selected a low stool with a rim, but no seat.
Telling his prey to lie on her back, he placed the stool over her head, before he sat down and ordered her to use her tongue on his ass, while he leaned forward to play with her clit one more time. It was his intention to remain in that position, with her cumin, over and over again. She was to be offered no rest, as he planned to bring her to multiple orgasms and he was going to enjoy using his plaything for his pleasure. The passionate cries he would hear from her was like music to his ears, so he once more would bring her to the edge of climax, while he savoured the tantalizing touch of her tongue rubbing from the back of his ball sack right up to his anus and gradually, he regained his horn once more. He was ready to defile her one more time.
The visions in her head dissipated one more time, as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her along the pathway, constantly glancing over her shoulder with panic in her heaving chest. Watching, wondering if he was giving chase. Surely, he was left behind. She had given him the slip. She was sure of it. She looked over her shoulder once more and still there was no sign of him. She had done it. She had beaten him. She could feel calmness return to her head and her chest, as she turned back to face the pathway ahead of her, her escape route. Her pace picked up, as she ran faster, quicker, more speed, through the canopy of forest trees and amongst the briars and the over growth and straight into the clutches of her predator. He stood there with a smirk on his face, while holding her heels, and she knew there and then, it was useless, she could never escape him.
A short while later, as she stumbled through the forest back to his lair at the end of a leash, which was strapped to her new collar, the familiar canvas bag covered her head and she was lost in her own world, but underneath that dull canvas bag she allowed herself a satisfying smile, as her heart-rate began to rise once more in anticipation to what awaited her.