He picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her away from the campsite. As the trees cleared, she saw the sun setting over the mountains. A small clearing appeared, and she was thrown down and bent over.

Walking around her body, he laughed at her submission. “No fight after that? Bit tired?” Calmly, she smiled, “a little.” Pulling her head up, he shoved his enormous cock down her throat. “Close your eyes and suck on this then.”

There was no sucking, there was no breathing. Her nose was blocked and she struggled trying to get anything past his girth. Deep in her throat, he noticed her starting to pass out and relaxed. “On your feet."

Thrown aside, she panted for air and was given moments before his cock slid inside her arse. "You should have stood up, I'll have to punish you for that." Not preparing it at all and knowing it had already been used, he pushed slowly so she could feel every inch.

Holding her hips, he violently thrust inside her and ignored her pleas for mercy. “It hurts,” she was crying, no longer playing rape. His cock was too big, she was already full of cum and her pussy was starting to get sore. “Please…” She got quieter… “please” He sped up, pounding as deep as he could with every thrust.

“Thank me.”

“Thank you.”

He hit her in the back of the head, hard enough to make her crumple a little. “For what?” Panting, she muttered “thank… you… for… using… me!” Face pressed against the stone ground, she willingly took his cock and bore the pain. Jawline was losing control, grinding deep inside her; forceful hands and foul words tortured her senses, “you better be fucking grateful.” Balls deep, he filled her arsehole and relaxed.

Discarding her, he bounced back to the campsite. "She's up there," pointing to where he had left her and explaining the directions.

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