The Hunt and Capture: (closed for now)

I felt my body being pulled back as he slammed into me fast and hard. I let out a small yelp in suprise at the force he used. I held back as much as I could but the feeling was intense. I small moan escaped my lips as I braced myself on the ground backing slightly into him for more letting my body relax.
 
The Hunter:

"I don't care if you like it or not bitch, but you will start to twist your hips, rotate your ass, screw your cunt onto my cock and squeeze and milk it at the same time so it feels better to me. If not I can start spanking and swatting it until you change your mind.
"Your whore's cunt was nearly dripping wet the first time slut. It's just as wet now so act like what you are and move your ass."

Every stroke, all the way out until the head just touched your cunt's mouth then once more rammed back into your wet, velvet lined cock sheath. Each stroke accompanied by a grunt and moan or sigh of deep pleasure as I felt your heat, wetness, tight walls and then your cervix rubbing the tip of my raping cock.
 
I couldn't helpp but to do as he said. I ground back onto him as I started wanting more letting my hips rotate. I met every thrust of his. i could feel the heat of his body echoing through mine as if it were to burn at any moment. With that another moan escaped my lips. I felt the inner wall of my body start to shake. My arms became weak as came and my body collapsed from where I had myself proped up.
 
The Hunter:

As you collapse begins my hands leave your tits with a final hard squeeze and move quickly to your hips again. Once more my fingers, my thumbs dig into you as I hold you up and continue to rape you, to stroke in and out of your spasaming cunt without pause, without stopping while saying, growling," Ohhh helll nooo.
"Move your ass slut. Screw my cock or I'll welt your ass so you'll never forget it as long as you live.
"I ain't ready to cum yet bitch so fuck me whore or scream in pain."
 
I use the last of my strength I can muster to prop myself back up and rock back onto his still hard cock. i wondered when it was going to end.

"Please let me go" I knew my begging would not be heard
 
The Hunter:

One hand leaves your hip to reach between your legs as I arch over you. The heel smacks against your dripping, hard clit as the fingers grip and pull your pussy lips.

As the heel slides side to side and presses hard on your clit my other hand captures a dangling, bouncing and swaying tit and clenches it, pull on it keeping you tight against me as my head's thrown back and I howl, yell," CUMMMMM!! CUMMMM YOU WHORE BITCH!!! CUMMMM WITH ME!!! CUMMMM NOWWWW!" and once again my streams of hot, thick cum flood your once again spasming and squeezing cunt.
 
I let out a scream as he pulled on my body shouting for my to cum. I wasnt sure I could but then I can again letting out both cries of pain and pleasure as I feel my juiced flow and my muscles spasm. I try and greab for where his hads are bracing myself from the intensity of the orgasm.
 
The Hunter:

Hands clench again and again. The heel of my hand moves away then back to hit your clit and grind it again and again as my hips jerk in fast, fast short hard strokes against your cervix as my balls continue to empty in your cumming cunt.

Finally we both collapse gasping for breath, sweat slicked bodies sliding on each other as you're pushed onto the pricking straw and hay, held their by my weight as I pant in your ear and my cock slowly softens in your raped cunt.
 
I feel our bodies both collape in the straw. The room is fuzzy as I feel it fade away.
 
The Hunter:

I grinned as she lapsed into unconsciousness. Gathering myself together, still breathing heavily, I unfastened her after locking a chain around each ankle leaving her about fourteen inches to walk with. Unlike rope there was no way she's get the chain off.

Gripping an arm I dragged her to the middle stall. The one I'd prepared for tonight's fucktoy. There was a chain the ran diagonally from a front 6x6 inch support to a collar on the floor and another from a rear post. It was put around her neck and padlocked closed. Now she had about three feet of movement in any direction and could lay down.

Within reach was a bucket for her to use as a toilet and a bowl of water for her to drink from if she woke up before I did in the morning. It was a nice spring night, but I tossed a old, used horse blanket over in case she woke and wanted it. I wanted her healthy so I could fuck her, use her and humiliate her. I didn't want her sick.

As I walked out and turned out the lights I could hear the rustles in the hay as the barn cats and the mice began their noctural prowling and hunting for food.

I wished the cats as much luck as I'd had. She was one hot cunt. I'd be keeping her for awhile.
 
I felt the commotions round me but slep through it. My body was exaughsted and my mind drained.

I awoke to find myself again restrained. I tugged at the collar a bit before realizing it was hopeless to get it off. I pulled the blanked over myself to cover my exposed body and layed back down in the hay to think.
 
The Hunter:

The thrill of the hunt, stalk, capture and two rapes last night made me tired enough to sleep soundly and deeply. My dreams were replays of last night with possible visions of what would happen while I had the bitch under my control and I woke with a very hard cock later than usual.

I took care of my absolutions and took a quick shower before going downstairs and out to the barn.

Since no one lived close and since the gate to the drive was now closed, chained and locked there was no need for clothing, other than the sandals on my feet and my hood. Today is was dark brown leather and soaking and wearing it had made the soft leather conform to my skin as closely as the lycra did last night. Again only my eyes and mouth was visible and the laces down the back assured it would stay in place regardless of what happened.

I padded silently into the barn and looked over the stall at my newest bitch.

She's laying with the old horse blanket over her staring up at the underside of the loft over the stall.

'I wonder what she's thinking. Is the slut thinking about last night? Is she thinking about how she orgamsed both times I raped her cunt? Is she remembering how she did it again when I ordered her to as I flooded her cunt with my sperm for the second time as I hurt her tit and pussy lips?

As I've been watching her and thinking, I've picked up the riding crop again and checked to be sure the buggy whip is close at hand.
 
I jumped in suprise from my thoughts as I saw him standing in the barn. Was it already light out? I thought to myself

I hadent even noticed with sun rise as I was drifting away in my thoughts. The thoughts of disgust and of betrayal. I thought of my Benni coming home to an empty home worried and wondering where I could be.

I moved as far away as I could when I cought site of the riding crop. The chain didn't let me get too far as I curled back into the straw and pulled tha blanket as tight as I possibly could get it.
 
The Hunter:

Chuckling low and evilly as I watch your useless attempt to back away and cover up what was mine to use any way I chose as long as I kept you, "I hope you slept well bitch. You have a very busy day ahead of you.
"Now get up and leave the blanket where it is. Slutty bitches who cum as hard as you did three times last night while I was fucking, hell raping you, don't get to cover up their naked bodies.
"Up fuckmeat and display to me all that's mine to use. Show off your hot body to me. Do it well and you get to eat this morning. Don't and you get no food, just water, and you get to feel the crop again just like you did last night. Only this time lots more and in more places than last night." My voice is calm as I've spoken, almost dispassionate, until you don't immediately begin to do as I've told you to do.

"I said get the fuck up! Drop the damned blanket! Display your whore's body to me in a very sexy way bitch! DO IT NOW!" I shout as I open the gate to the stall.
 
I drop the blanket in suprise at the volume of his voice. I let my head lower again in the shame of being exposed to this stranger.

I step slowly away from where I had backed myself to letting my hands fall to the side.
 
The Hunter:

I watch as you half do as I've told you.

When you lower your head I smile at the embarrassment you're feeling and possible display of submission. However, when you just stand with your hands at your side.... *ssss* thwap *ssss* thwap*... the crop flicks out and smacks both nipples.

"Are you deaf or stupid cunt? Did I say to stand still or to display to me all that's mine to use sexily?
"Well, want more to are ya gonna do what I asked?" I ask as the crop draws back menacingly.
 
Quickly I jump a back at the sing upon my nipples. I hold the tears back as I look him directly in the eyes.

I let my hands run down my body brushing gently over my now very sensitive nipples and down along my hips. "What more do you want of me?" I let the questing escape my lips in just a wisper.
 
The Hunter:

"What do I want," I chuckle, "just for you to be what we both know you are. I want you to be a sexy and slutty bitch with a hot, wet cunt that loves to fuck and cum. Just the way you did last night.
"Now act like one. Move like one. Offer and display your whore's body to be like one or you and the crop will be verrrry close friends.
"Cup your nice tits and offer 'em to me. Spread your legs and pull your pussy lips open and show me the cunt I fucked last night. Turn around, bend over and pull your lips open that way and fuck your cunt, rub your clit before you pull you ass cheeks wide so I can see your asshole too.
"Do it sexy bitch or the crop will mark you all over where I just told you to show off to me."

*ssss* *thawck*

"Like it just did that pussy lip only harder, a lot harder."
 
I felt my body jump again at the sting of the crop on my pussy lip. Quickly I let my hips twist and dance as I turned around. I let my hands come to my breast pushing them togethers as if I was offering my roch hard nipples to him. My body bent and rested gently with my ass turned upwards and my back arched as I finished with my pose.
 
The Hunter:

"Good you're slow, but you're learning bitch.
"Look at you. Look at the dried cum on your legs. I guess it's time to wash off and out my whore isn't it?
"Put out your wrists so I can tie them. No need in you having thoughts of escape, even if you could run with the chain hobble."

Reaching over to the top slat of the stall I pick up a length of nylon rope and when your standing again with arms extended your wrists are tied together with about four inches between your hands. The loops are wrapped and well knotted to make sure you can't slip out of them or unknot them in a short time if you try using your teeth.

A rope loop is put over your head and the collar unlocked and removed. A tug on the rope and the command, "Heel bitch." and you're led outside of the barn to a cement 'pad'. The leash rope it tied to a ringbolt in the barn wall and I pick up a hose and brush.

"Stand straight slut. Legs apart and hands out to the side. Move from that position without me telling you to and your ass pays for it... painfully.
"Move bitch."
 
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I did as he said. I parted my legs and held my bound hands out to the side. I stood compleatly still for him

It felt good to be free of the chains and to be breathing fresh air. I felt exposed out in the open. Actually I was starting to fell sort of unhuman as he pushed my around.
 
The Hunter:

OOC: Warning! Warning! Continuity Error! Continuity Error! *L@myself, but at least I caught it* Correcting to hands and arms up overhead. Darned hard to have 'em out to your sides with your wrists bound.

IC:

The faucet is turned on and water begins to spout from the end of the hose. I wet the fairly soft, but firm bristles of the brush as I approach you.

"Remember don't move fuckmeat or you'll hurt."

My thumb moves over the end of the hose making the stream of water harder as it blocks part of the hose's opening. Even standing in the warm sun, the spray is cold as it moves from your feet up one leg and then the other.

"Turn slowly bitch. Let's wet all of you down and then I'll give you a brushing and rinse you off."

As you do what I've said you're hosed down from head to toe with 'special attention' paid to your ass, pussy and tits. Once again the bristles are soaked down and I begin to scrub you clean.

Shoulders, arms and under arms come first. Next, as I move around you, your upper back and chest and then all of your back down to the top of your buttocks.

"Cup your tits for me slut. Hold 'em up and out so I can get all of 'em both," your told as I move back in front of you again.
 
A shiver runs down my spine at the shock of the cold water. I turn as ordered as I feel the coolness run down my body. It feels as if the bristles are to take my skin off.

I let my hands come to my breasts to hold them up feeling the brush pass over them making them strain out.
 
The Hunter:

I watch the brush on your tits, your nipples as they slowly turn pink and the color deepens and your nipples get harder and harder until they can't get harder.

"Now slut pinch your nipples and use 'em to hold your tits while clean under your tits next. When I move down to your belly you can let them go."
 
It was awkward trying to lift my breast by their nipples with my hands bound the way they were but somehow I managed. I fetly them harden a bit more as I lifted them up and it made me feel silly.
 
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