Sabrina Kramer ran her perfectly manicured fingers through Nathan Burger's thick brown hair while his tongue carefully licked her open labia. He had cautiously lifted the hem of her designer baby doll just enough to allow him access to her neatly trimmed pubis. God forbid that he would bold enough to expose a single square inch more of her creamy skin than absolutely necessary! His tedious caution was the part of her handsome fiancé that drove her to distraction.
Why wouldn't he just give her the rousing fuck she craved instead of all this ultra-cautious tenderness? She was not made of glass! Every woman wants to be respected, but all this fawning was too much of a good thing. Please give her a man who would desire and even dare to demand her body not a pretty boy who would worship her instead.
To the outside observer, Sabrina's life would seem to be perfect. At twenty-nine she had a six figure income and was a successful partner in the law firm her father had founded many years before, Kramer, Baxter, Burger and Kramer. She drove a red Porsche and lived in a penthouse. Her long blond hair and trim figure turned the heads of all the men she met. She had a very handsome lover who fawned over her and would give her anything she asked. The problem was that she wanted a man who would make her want to worship him. It was sadly clear that Nathan Burger was not that man.
Nathan looked like a man. He was tall and athletic with powerful arms and a truly gorgeous body. He had every tool to make a woman swoon, but Nathan was no skillful craftsman. A true craftsman knows how to use his tools! Nathan was inept with his.
She wished he would claim her as his woman instead of treating her like some virgin princess who'd never been with a man. Why couldn't he just roll her onto her stomach drive his hard cock into her pussy? Better yet why couldn't he strip her, put her on her knees and order her to give him the blow job of his life. Why couldn't he...?
This whole line of thinking was useless. Sex with Nathan was always the same. When he was finished with his carful cunnilingus, he would roll onto his back, pull her onto him, and cautiously slip his dick into her barely aroused vagina. His hands would gently stroke her back and bottom as he gently thrust his more than adequate penis inside her. Why couldn't he slap her bare ass a few times and drive that big cock into her cunt like he couldn't get enough of her? Why couldn't he lose control for once? Sabrina's fantasy would not come true this evening. Nathan's back arched and he came with a polite grunt before rolling her completely unsatisfied body off of his. A little cuddling and a few polite kisses followed before Nathan left for home. How could a former marine be such a wimp?
Sabrina stood in front of her full length mirror and removed her new baby doll. The scanty garment had not performed as advertised. Nathan had not been overcome with lust and ripped it off of her. He was far too polite to for any such behavior. He hadn't even pulled the bow that kept the thing closed over her breasts. She gazed into the glass. Was she that undesirable? Why did Nathan let her keep so many clothes in place? Why did he let her keep any clothes on at all? The only garment he ever removed was her panties. If he could figure out how to make love to her without that meager preliminary, she was sure he would leave every stitch covering her in place. A small tear crept down her cheek
Finally, she went to her computer and opened the erotic ebook she had been reading. The tale was set in the eighteenth century and recounted the story of Madeline a nineteen year old beauty who was captured by pirates. Captain Black had mercilessly stripped, whipped, ravaged, and finally sold her into the harem of a handsome Arab sheik. He had forced her to submit in every imaginable way until she finally captured his heart. Sabrina's hands darted from her breasts to her thighs to her drooling sex as she envied Madeline's plight. Two fingers pinched her swollen clit. Nathan didn't seem to know she even had a clit! She pulled her oft used vibrator from a nearby drawer. It gave her the release that Nathan had failed to provide. The only place Sabrina could find any meager relief for her erotic cravings was the internet, but videos and ebooks were not enough. Just once she wanted to live out her fantasies and...
Sabrina's next workday began as usual. Her father's black Lincoln town car was already in its assigned space. He never missed a chance to bill an extra hour. Nathan's Escalade was only missing because he was in Cleveland for a trial. Her dour but efficient secretary, Kate, greeted her. "Good morning Miss Kramer. Your first appointment called. He will be fifteen minutes late." It was the best news Sabrina could have hoped for. She could enjoy thirty minutes of peace. Her long fingers entered her password and her desktop computer's monitor displayed a long to do list. A flashing icon caught her eye.
A personal message had arrived. It was a solicitation. Sabrina could hardly believe her eyes. This document seemed too good to be true. The unsolicited email offered a fantasy wilderness adventure in Oregon's Cascade Mountains. The substantial sum of thirty four thousand dollars would purchase two weeks where she could live out her erotic dreams, first class airfare was included. The email included an arousing testimonial from a highly satisfied customer who recounted her two-week captivity. It had included nude bondage, corporal punishment, and submissive sex with a variety of attractive and demanding partners. Sabrina was so aroused by the vivid descriptions and accompanying photos that she had to immediately lock her office door, pull down her panties, and finger her throbbing clit.
After the best climax she had experienced in weeks she called Marcia, her travel agent, and confirmed that Fantasy Wilderness Adventures LLC did, in fact exist. The firm provided "adult fantasy adventures." Marcia volunteered that she had received a complementary four-day mini-adventure that had left her literally panting for more. Sabrina booked the trip before pulling her skirt back into place and depositing those drenched panties into her purse. She would have loved to been able to walk through the door to Nathan's office, pull up her skirt and let him have his way with her exposed female flesh, but Nathan would be at a that trial in Cleveland for the next two weeks. Anyway Nathan would never spontaneously fuck her in the office. He would have to make four calls before driving to her place to reenact the only kind of dull sex he knew.
Early Friday morning, Sabrina slipped into a first class seat for her flight to San Francisco. The three-hour trip gave her plenty of time to imagine what the next two weeks would be like and she could hardly keep her hands in a ladylike position as she considered the arousing possibilities. This proved to be especially challenging when she looked at a small folder of photographs taken on a recent fantasy adventure. Each picture showed the same attractive young woman who was identified as Lisa, a cosmetic surgeon from Detroit. She was slim, about Sabrina's age, with long auburn hair. In each scene she was completely nude with wide leather straps around her neck, wrists and ankles. The first picture showed her being led by a muscular man through a wooded clearing at the end of a long rope with her hands bound behind her back In the second picture, Lisa was bent over a log. Her rosy ass was being lashed with the same man's heavy belt. The third picture showed Lisa on her knees, bound wrist to ankle sucking another man's enormous penis. The final picture showed Lisa standing on tiptoe with her hands secured above her head to a large branch. Her ass and thighs showed a network of fiery welts. Sabrina found the pictures so arousing that she had to slip into the lavatory and masturbate furiously. She could only pray that her adventure would be half as exciting as Lisa's.
Sabrina's flight to San Francisco arrived twenty minutes late. An FWA representative efficiently transferred Sabina to the executive air terminal, where she boarded a private jet for the three hundred mile hop to Klamath Falls, Oregon. The new aircraft was much smaller, but more luxurious. The Fantasy Wilderness Adventure's representative had mentioned that a limo would meet Sabrina and take her to FWA's nearby headquarters. The driver, Federico, was distinguished, middle aged and wore a forest green suit with an FWA patch on its breast pocket. He led Sabrina out a side door to a stretch limo with the same green color and the golden FWA logo on the driver's door. The trip to FWA's office took less than ten minutes. Once inside, a friendly young woman named Ashleigh, the company's manager, took charge. She welcomed Sabrina and told her to step into the adjacent dressing room and remove all her clothing, jewelry, etc. These items would be returned at the end of the adventure. Sabrina undressed quickly and put her stuff into the canvas bag provided.
For the next two hours, a completely nude and occasionally impatient Sabrina underwent a rigorous physical examination. Once all her physical systems were deemed to be in good working order, she was finally allowed to dress. The clothing she would wear for start of her adventure consisted of an unflattering brown shirt with matching shorts and split cowhide hiking boots. The underwear was serviceable, white cotton bra, panties and socks.
When Sabrina emerged from the dressing room, Ashleigh handed her a small FWA day pack with two bottles of water, a couple of energy bars and a spray bottle of bear repellant. Sabrina would be flown by helicopter to FWA's private preserve in the High Cascades. The flight would take about an hour. "Do you have any questions?" Ashleigh asked. Sabrina shook her head. The excitement was becoming unbearable. "Good. You will be flying in with two other guests. You can stay together after you land, or you can split up. We have six abductors in the area, so you won't be free for long. I hope you will have a great time and tell your friends about FWA."
~Ashleigh led Sabrina up a metal staircase to the helipad on the roof. The two other women were already onboard and the pilot quickly ushered Sabrina to her seat. The cabin was amazingly quiet, so the three women were actually able to introduce themselves.
Mandy was the tallest member of the trio. She was almost six feet tall and looked very athletic. "My husband sent me here to be trained," she said matter-of-factly. "We're tired of plain vanilla sex and this is going to be the start of something new." She pulled down her slacks to reveal a dozen fresh welts on her lightly tanned ass. "He gave me a few good licks to get me into the right frame of mind and to remind me who I belong to," she said with a grin as she quickly pulled her clothing back into place.
The other woman, Kelly, was the youngest. She looked startled at Mandy's bold display and giggled nervously. "I came here because I'm tired of being afraid. Too many of the men I know scare me. I want to do this. When it's over, I don't think I'll ever be afraid again."
The pilot pointed out some of the local landmarks including Mount Shasta and the nearby city of Klamath Falls, Oregon. They were certainly over wilderness. There were no houses, roads or other signs of civilization. The pilot picked a small clearing and landed the craft. "Your abductors are nearby. You can hide as long as you want, or give yourselves up right away," he said. "You are each on your own. Some of our guests find it more exciting to try to evade capture for as long as possible. The choice is yours. Remember you can stop the fantasy at any time by stating the safe word 'Prometheus' but if you use it, your fantasy adventure will end immediately. Your abductors will give you some clothing and they will radio me to fly you back to headquarters. There are no refunds for any days you may have left. It will be dark in a couple of hours. Enjoy your fantasy and thanks for using FWA."
The three women rushed to the edge of the woods as the helicopter flew away. "I'm ready to be abducted, Mandy said. My husband told me to give my ass up right away. Are either of you ready to join me or do you want to play hide and seek for a while?" Kelly and Sabrina shook their heads so Mandy started walking across the clearing.
"Do you mind if I stay with you for a while," Kelly asked sheepishly.
"You can stick with me as long as you want to avoid being captured," Sabrina said. "My fantasy is to put up as much of a fight as I can. I know the abductors will catch me, but I want to make this part last too."
These words hard hardly crossed Sabrina's lips when Kelly pointed into the clearing wide eyed. Two men in the now familiar FWA green uniforms had already captured Mandy. The shorter one had forced her to her knees and was strapping a wide leather collar around her neck. "You're a big bitch," he said. "I'm going to have a good time with you." The taller man forced Mandy's hands behind her back and applied leather cuffs to each wrist and joined them with a heavy metal link. A third man, clearly in charge, emerged from the woods.
"I'll finish with this one," he said. "You two catch the other two bitches so we can get them back to camp before dark." He rolled Mandy onto her belly and pulled off her boots and socks.
"Just leave some of her for me," the short man said. I want to mark that big ass of hers."
"Don't worry," the tall man said as the other two walked away. "I'm just going to cut her clothes off and get her back to camp. Once I've got her locked up, I'll find you two."
Sabrina stood mesmerized as the leader put cuffs onto each of Mandy's ankles and joined them to her wrists. Now she was kneeling in a perfect slave pose. He pulled out a huge hunting knife. With a few practiced moves, he cut off her shirt and bra.
"Don't hurt me," Mandy begged in a poor imitation of terror as her captor roughly fondled her full breasts. She tried to pull away, but he yanked her hair to restrain her. "Stop squirming," he growled. "You know you love this. Your nipples are hard as rocks." He cruelly pinched each one in turn eliciting a loud wail. Sabrina's hand slipped to her throat as she stood mesmerized. Heat began to radiate from her damp crotch.
"Quit whining. Your old man sent you here for training and we're going to train you." He unzipped his fly and thrust the biggest penis Sabrina had ever seen into Mandy's mouth. "Now you just be a good bitch and suck on this for a while." He looked at his watch. "If you can get me off quick enough, I won't whip those big tits. If you screw up, I'll make you wail."
He grabbed her hair and forced his cock in to the hilt. A moment later, Mandy gagged and the big man pulled out of her mouth. "It's rude to choke on your master's cum he said. It's time for a lesson." He reached into his back pack and pulled out a short leather whip. In a flash, he made four back and forth strokes that left four long welts on Mandy's stomach. "Your tits are next if I hear another gag. Now get busy." He rammed his now even more swollen penis back into her gaping mouth.
The sound of heavy footsteps broke Sabrina's trance. The other two men were rapidly approaching. She needed to get away. Her hand touched Kelly's shoulder and the two women retreated deeper into the dark woods. After a few minutes, Kelly stopped. "Mandy's in trouble, shouldn't we try to help her?"
"Are you nuts," Sabrina replied. "If we go back they'll have us too. I'm not giving myself up. Come on. We've got to keep moving."
Each time Sabrina and Kelly stopped, they could hear their pursuers close behind. Then they heard the short man's voice. "Come on girls. You're just making this harder on yourselves. If you give up now we'll go easy on you and your big friend. Otherwise we'll make if real hard on all three of you."
Kelly stopped. Her eyes flashed between Sabrina and the threatening voice behind them. "What should we do?"
"Don't be stupid. They aren't going to go easy on us," Sabrina growled. "The quicker they catch us the quicker we get stripped and fucked. Keep moving or I'm leaving you to them."
These harsh words stirred Kelly back into motion. The pair moved on a little longer when they heard Mandy's blood curdling scream. Sabrina guessed that she had displeased the big man and now those full breasts of hers were paying the price. The problem was that Sabrina was not sure if she pitied Mandy or envied her. The thought of a tit whipping had never occurred to her. Her gut was wrenching with fear, but her pussy was tingling with excitement. A dozen more agonized screams split the air and then silence. A silence followed that was even more terrifying than Mandy's screams. What had happened to her? Had she fainted? Had she been gagged? Had she given up and used the safe word?
Sabrina moved on with Kelly stumbling behind. The younger woman had to learn to move more quietly or they would both be caught fast. The pilot had told them there were six abductors in the area. They had no idea where the other three might be. Meanwhile, the short man continued his taunts. The sun had already slipped below the high horizon and dusk was closing in. The woods would be completely dark in a little while. They needed to find a place to hide. Suddenly a new sound emerged nearby, a deep guttural growl.
Kelly froze, completely terrified. Sabrina wracked her brain for an explanation but she was still wondering when the short man provided the answer. "Did you two dumb cunts hear that?" he mocked. "These woods are full of bears. We've got guns. It's a whole lot better to give up than be mauled by a bear." Kelly's wide eyes darted in every direction. She was overcome with fear.
"If you give up right now, we'll get you away from that bear, otherwise..."
Kelly could not go on. She threw up her hands in despair. "I give up," she wailed. Please don't let that bear get me. I give up. Can you hear me?"
Sabrina deserted her terrified companion and hurried farther into the deep woods until she found a spot where she was concealed but could still see Kelly. A few minutes later their two pursuers were beside the trembling young woman.
"Where's the blond bitch?" the short man growled.
"She went on. I don't know where she is. I'm sorry, but I don't know where she is," Kelly wailed.
"Well, we made a promise and we'll keep it," the short man said as his eyes scanned the area for any sign of Sabrina. "We're going to get you back to camp. Strip down! Take off everything and put your stuff into my pack. We always keep our prisoners naked. Make it quick!"
Kelly did as she was told an in a few minutes she was completely nude except for the leather collar and the wrist and ankle cuffs the short man had put on her. Deprived of her garments, Kelly looked far younger than her years. She was very trim with apple sized breasts and a small behind. Her short brown hair made her look very girlish, but her pussy was the center of her abductor's attention, because it was shaved perfectly clean. "Well this is a nice surprise," he chuckled, as he brazenly fondled her bald sex. "Roger's going to be disappointed. Plucking cunt hairs is one of his specialties."
"It's not too late for you to give up too, little miss lawyer," the short man barked. "Stop this shit now and you can be safe back in camp. We're not going to keep chasing you in the dark. Give up now or you're on your own 'til morning." He waited for a reply that did not come. "OK, counselor. We'll be back in the morning and then I'm going to make you pay. My ex-wife's lawyer gave me hell and I'm going to give it back to you. Last chance." Then he did something that surprised Sabrina. He threw the Kelly over his shoulder and started back the way he came. "Here's your reward for being a good little cunt. I'm going to carry you so you don't fuck up your bare feet." He smacked Kelly's bare ass and laughed. "When we get back to camp we can have a nice party."
Sabrina waited until the woods were completely dark. She was afraid that if she moved, she would immediately be captured. Minutes turned to hours. Finally hunger and thirst replaced fear of capture. She drank one of her bottles of water and ate an energy bar. In a little while she slipped into sleep. Her dreams were an unrelenting series of thrilling chases, rough captures, and sensuous defilement at the hands of a variety of pursuers.