strained to get away from him. He held her even tighter. She wasn't going to run, not now. He had her and he was going to spend the weekend balling her at this deserted cabin.
Paul felt something wet against the back of his neck. Startled, he looked up and saw a dog. A big German Shepherd dog had jumped up, placed his paws against the side of his car and lapped at his neck.
He released Sandy and said, 'Even the dog is amorous. I wonder who he belongs to.'
'Go fuck yourself,' was all the answer he got from her. She got out of the car and led the dog into the cabin. The dog followed close behind her, sniffing at her pussy as it went. Paul laughed again, deciding that wasn't such a bad thing to do. He wouldn't mind poking his own nose up close to her naked cunt and licking and sniffing around.
He followed her into the cabin. She stood with her hands on her shapely hips, surveying the cabin. The inside was done in a tasteful rustic decor that had cost Paul a fortune. He'd bitched about it at the time, but now he didn't care. It was the perfect place to get it on with this hot, unwilling woman.
'Shit,' she said. 'This place is a dump. But it figures, considering who owns it.'
'It's the company's,' he lied. 'They let me use it.'
'Shit,' she said again. 'I think I'm going out to get a bit of air. It's getting pretty rank in here.' She eyed him with obvious disfavor and started to push past him and out the door. He stopped her and pinned her against one of the rough cabin walls.
'Not so fast, kiddo. I think I'm horny enough to appreciate a little of that hot pussy of yours. Let's get down to business.'
She kneed him in the balls. He grunted and doubled up, his hands releasing their steely grip on her arms. This was all the opening she needed to bolt and run outside. He gasped air into his lungs and rubbed his balls and then took out after her.
She'd pay dearly for this!
'Sandy, get your ass back here or you're going to be in a world of trouble!'
All he heard was her abusive, 'Fuck you!' drifting back to him from the direction of the lake. He set off down a side path which would get him to the lake in less than five minutes.
Paul emerged and saw Sandy panting and holding her sides from the strain of running. The shortcut he'd taken had left him in good shape. She was about out of strength. Fucking her now would be easy. He thought.
'Now!' he cried as he sprang from behind a tree and grabbed her again. She surprised him with a hidden reserve of strength. She turned and twisted and clawed.
'Stop that!' he ordered. She fought harder. He wasn't going to let loose of her this time. He avoided another knee to his groin and tried to use the momentum to carry them both to the ground. Once there, his superior weight and strength would overwhelm her.
They crashed to the ground. Both were stunned, but Paul recovered first. He bellowed, 'You dumb slut! I'm going to punish you for this! I'm going to show you that you can't get away with being a cock-teaser all your lire without paying the consequences.'
He sat on a stump and pulled the woman across his lap. She still fought hard but in her upside-down position, she couldn't get any leverage. And her strength wasn't enough to break free.
'Stop this!' she demanded. She felt the man's hands holding her firmly. There was no way she could possibly escape. The more she struggled, the more helpless she felt. Shuddering at the feel of his hands running along the insides of her legs, she knew she was going to be disciplined by him. Harshly. Without mercy.
Something made her cunt begin to drool. She didn't want any part of this. Yet, something inside her responded vigorously. The more she tried to deny it was happening to her, the more excited she became.
He hiked up her skirt and yanked off her panties. She screamed. The pain of his tearing off her panties made her waist throb. The thin elastic band had cut into her tender flesh. And the pressure against her pussy- mound felt like a blow to her belly.
The pain she felt was as much emotional as it was physical. She was responding to his brutal overtures, and she hated herself for it. The more the woman tried to deny that she was getting hot, the worse it was. The itch deep in her pussy gnawed away at her self-control. She wanted something long and hard and thick stuffed deep into her cunt.
His prick would do nicely.
But it would have to be on her terms. All through her adult life she had been the one who called the shots. She was the dominant one in the office. She wasn't going to allow Paul to control her. Sandy fought harder and knew instantly that it was futile. He was simply too strong.
'You cocksucker! Let me go! What are you doing?'
She felt his hands caress the firm flesh of her buttocks. He stroked her cool, rounded mounds of ass-flesh and then dipped down into the humid crease. His fingers wiggled against the thick slabs of her ass and then plunged deeper, lightly brushing across her anus. The slightest touch sent lightning bolts of desire ripping into her.
'No! Don't do this!'
She felt her breath coming faster as she lay across his knees. The man's prick poked up into her chest, but she was more concerned with her own responses. Her tits dangled down on the other side of his legs and seemed to fill with more and more blood. The excited pumping of her heart wouldn't slow down. She was roused by his fondling of her perky ass. His fingers probed all the right spots and got her even hotter to fuck.
'You have to be punished,' he said in a cold, harsh tone. Then he began spanking her with the open palm of his hand.
She shrieked – more in humiliation than in pain. She struggled again to get free and again found his grip on her half-naked body too secure to break. His rain of blows fell on her naked ass and began to warm her flesh. The criss-cross pattern left by his fingers soon disappeared as he spanked her harder and faster. Soon, the red pattern vanished as her entire ass turned a rosy pink from the spanking.
The effect it was having on her pussy startled the woman. She could hardly control her rampaging passions. She didn't know why she should get so turned on by spanking, but she was. She felt her pussy tingle and twitch deep inside. Her cunt beginning to convulse as if in expectation of a hard, virile prick fucking it.
She sobbed and simply went limp. His upper legs cut into her body and the spanking he gave her was even more potent as a result. She wasn't cushioning his blows anymore with her tensed body. Her ass received the full benefit of the spanking.
'There, that's more like it,' he said. 'You should be punished for trying to escape!'
She tried again. Rolling away, she fell heavily to the ground. Rut, it was still futile. He was on her in a flash. He straddled her and pinned her down with his body weight.
'You dumb cunt! This time I'm really going to spank you!'
She screamed as his belt cut into her tender ass. He used his broad leather belt on her as if it were a whip. She cried and then moaned – whether from pain or joy she couldn't tell. She was confused.
The beating, by a man stronger and more dominant than she was, robbed her of her will to resist. She didn't want to fight him off. Not as much as she did before. He was in command. Something inside told her to give up and let him have his way.
Still, the pain tormented her. The broad leather strap rose and fell with loud smacks. Her ass began to blister. The welts on her bottom were painful to the touch and still he continued to whip her.
'No, no more, please,' she whined. 'I can't take it any more. Stop, stop! I'll do anything you want!'
'No, that's not good enough. I'll do what I please with you. You haven't shown me you're willing to cooperate.' But, finally he stopped whipping her ass with his belt.
Panting harshly, he looked down at her prone body. The woman's ass glowed bright red from the whipping he'd given it. More important, he knew she was getting off on it. He could see the tiny river of her cunt-juice running down the inside of her leg and dribbling into the dust. A tiny puddle was beginning to form. He'd never seen anything like it in all his life.
She tried to get up onto her hands and knees. In a flash, he had his belt looped around her hands and bound them tightly behind her back. With a foot on the back of her knees, he kept her ass up in the air and forced her face down into the dust. With her hands fled behind her, she was totally helpless and at his mercy.
He wasn't feeling too merciful at the moment.
