Brute Force by SGMs_annie She pondered the events of her life as she walked around the lake. The sun, when it wasn't darting behind clouds, made her blonde hair shimmer a shade of glorious gold. The light breeze from the water penetrated the soft pink sundress. She thought about Him, her Master and the familiar tug deep inside her cunt made her blood quicken, the moisture between the juncture of her thighs began. It made her happy to please Him, hence the lack of underclothing. It didn't make sense to her that pain would make her so aroused, but she accepted it, as another part of herself, just as her eyes were green or her hair was blonde. She sat down on a log, kicking off her shoes; toes curling in grass on the bank, lost in her silent revere she didn't hear the man approach. A hand clasped over her mouth, her long hair wound around his fist, dragging her over the log. The rough bark scratching the backs of her lightly tanned legs, she struggled looking up to see her attacker, the sun blinding her, and she could not see him. He stopped and rolled her onto her stomach, pulling her head back, he pulled his hand away, she began to scream, and until a coarse rag was stuffed into her mouth muffled it. Her hands went to her face to pull the rag free, but his hands captured hers roughly pulling them back, his knee pressing hard into the middle of her back. The rope he wound around her wrists dug into the tender flesh. She felt the tape seal her mouth, with the rag she could not force her tongue to wet and loosen the tape. Her vision went black when another rag was wrapped around her head. His knee lifting off her back, her chin pressed into the grass, knees coming up underneath her, bottom lifted, her sundress rising over her bottom as she struggled, gave her attacker a view of her exposed smooth pussy. He laughed and smacked her ass hard she felt the blaze of his hand before she toppled over onto her side. He pulled her roughly by her hair; she struggled to her feet. He pushed her deeper into the woods; she could no longer feel the sun on her head. She stumbled blindly, but he held her firmly by her long blonde hair. He stopped with a jerk on her hair, he began to untie her wrists. Untying one, raising her right arm over her head, she struggles but is no match for his brute strength. She blindly tries to kick him; her left arm is raised and tied to her right wrist. She is pulled higher and higher upward until she is barely on the balls of her feet. She kicks again a muffled cry is heard as her foot strikes the trunk of a tree. She feels his hand around her ankle another rope, she kicks hitting her mark, and she hears him grunt. He pulls the rope tight her body swaying to the right. He wraps her left ankle with the rope pulling her legs open, her arms tense with the weight of her body, he pulls her leg until she thinks she will be torn in two, balancing precariously on her toes. She feels the cold blade against her neck she can not make a noise, wondering if he will slice her throat and leave her hanging as the blood runs from her body. The knife easily slices through the thin cotton sundress leaving her naked and terrified. The point of the knife returns to her throat then the cold steel is flattened against her flesh, traveling down her chest over her breasts tanned from the summer sun over and over he strokes it down her body. She inhales deeply as she feels the point pressing into her breast, slowly agonizingly slow he pushes the sharp point into her, she tries to gasp in pain, she feel a small trickle of blood then his lips as he sucks the blood from the her, his nose pressed into the fullness of her breast. Aroused with fear and pain the nipple hard, he flicks the knife against the hard bud. She begins to choke on the rag, he quickly rips the tape off her lips she pushes the rag out, gasping for breath. She knows no one will hear her scream but she screams anyway. He laughs enjoying the sound. When she stops to catch her breath, she hears it, the breaking of a switch from the tree, she screams again as she hears the whistling of the switch in the air. Taunting her he whips it around and around and she screams. He stops the taunting and begins to whip the inside of her legs back and forth right to left, from her ankles up to her thighs, the white pain sears behind her closed eyes. Her voice hoarse from screaming, her arms become numb from holding her weight, she hangs limply. He begins to stroke her breasts with the smooth bark of the switch, then the noise starts again, mouth open as the cries continue, he whips the tip of the switch back and forth across her breasts and belly. Sparks of pain explode. He strikes upward between her legs, the switch landing with impact on her cunt, her clit swelling harder with each blow. She jerks on the ropes, gasping in such pain she can only whimper. He stops, she pants in agony, then she hears the whistling on the switch again, then the flash of pain as her ass is struck over and over, the lines criss cross on top of each other. Fire rips through her body as he whips her between her spread ass. The tip of the switch landing time and time again on her pucker hole. He laughs again as the juice drips out of her cunt. She feels so light like she is going to pass out, the sweat dripping down her breasts making the welts sting. Her mind begins to drift becoming a whirling flash of colors behind her closed eyes. She writhes helplessly on the ropes. She hears him stepping away, she hopes he is finished. Then she feels the heat from his body close to her, his breath against her cunt. Her cunt raw from the beating is scraped with something rough, she moans deeply. Her torment continues he pushes the rough stick to her opening. She cries out as he stretches her cunt around the stick, that he pushes it into her. The bark patterns dig into her tunnel, he begins to fuck her with the stick. In and out impaling her deeper with each stroke, she sounds like an animal groaning as the stick scrapes her cervix. Faster and harder he fucks her, her legs quiver uncontrollably, she knows she is going to cum, the waves build as she forces them back. When she feels she can not hold them back any more he stops. Quickly ripping the stick from her cunt, "oh god no" her mind screams. She feels something pressing against her ass again, "please god not the stick", it isn't. She feels his fingers press against the blazing hole of her ass. He pushes his fingers in roughly, her little ass stretches as he fills her ass. Pumping in and out of her ass, knuckles grinding against the raw pucker flesh, she trembles violently on the rope. He withdraws them when her body tightens around his fingers squeezing them. He knows she is ready to cum. She gasps as his fingers probe into her cunt, stretched from the size of the stick they glide easily in and out. Her cunt is tight again when he adds another finger; in and out, her cunt sloppy and wet he forces his fingers deeper. She groans in pain when he pushes his hand into her sheath, her cunt so full, stretched taut around his hand. She cries out as she feels his fingers curl over his thumb. Over and over he pushes in slow and deeper. He stops, when her body tightens, her cunt squeezing his hand. His breath hot, fans across her cunt, clit hard and swollen. He demands loudly "CUM BITCH!" His mouth covers her clit sucking hard, as his fist slams deeper into her. She bucks on the ropes as she cums, every muscle in her arms screaming in agony as he jerks her up and down on the ropes. His fist pounding into her, her cunt clamping down on his hand, his teeth sink in to her clit biting the hard core. He slows the pounding, teeth scraping the sides of her clit as he pulls his head free. "CUM NOW! CUM AGAIN MY SLUT!" The pounding begins again, she cries out, her body violent shaking; he rubs his knuckles against her cervix as her cunt floods his fist. She hears him licking the cum from his arm, she cries out as he slowly pulls his hand from her cunt. He cuts her legs free; she weakly tries to stand. She groans loudly as her arms are cut free the limp limbs tingle as the blood returns. He wraps an arm under her knees scooping her up to his chest. He walks a few feet and sits. Holding her close he pushes the blind fold from her eyes. She blinks and blinks again her eyes open wide. His lips crush her mouth as she cries, "Master!"