She was late. Cursing her own inexcusable stupidity for not leaving the party at a decent hour, she hurried down the dark street. It was well past two in the morning and the air had that peculiarly damp, green scent that only happens at some ungodly hour of the morning. Coming to the end of the street she makes a fast decision--she will cut through the swath of woods between the campus and her small house rather than walk the tedious eight blocks around it. With any luck, she would manage to get home in time to sleep for a few hours before having to go to work.

He is waiting for her under the canopy of leaves, watching her lope gracelessly over the uneven ground, admiring. She senses him before she sees him, her chest heaving with anxious breath, eyes straining in the dark. She freezes when he moves, a rabbit in the headlights.

“Don’t make a sound.” he says, and she doesn’t because she finds she has lost her voice, paralyzed with fear and indecision. His body is too close now and she struggles to catch her breath. From his pocket he produces a roll of black friction tape. Her eyes widen and panic lends strength to her frozen limbs. She bolts past him only to sprawl in the damp leaves, her shin tingling from it’s encounter with the fallen log she didn’t see.

He is on her before she can recover, taking her wrists above her head and taping them together. His weight pushes her face into the soft loam and she frantically bucks to dislodge him. A few well aimed stinging slaps on her ass leave her gasping into the mulch. Hauling her upright he hisses angrily “Keep still” as he tapes her dirt smudged mouth. Unwinding still more tape, he throws the roll over a high branch of the oak they are standing under and secures her wrists so that she is standing on tiptoe. Standing close so he can watch her, he pulls a knife out of his boot and trails it down the front of her quivering body. Slowly, with great deliberation, he slides the blade down the neck of her tee-shirt, cutting down between her full breasts. Carefully he slips it beneath her bra, peeling back the fabrics until her tits are exposed, luminous in the darkness, nipples contracting in the chill air. He touches them lightly with the flat of the blade, amused at her writhing. Next he cuts through the thin cloth of her shorts, shucking them away to lie on the earth floor. Kneeling down, he yanks her shoes and socks off, then very gently cuts her panties from her and steps back.

Her head is thrown back and she swallows convulsively, her arms straining against the tight bonds, her feet barely touching the ground. Roughly he kicks her legs apart. She whimpers behind the tape gag as he draws one finger across her pussy and tries to twist her body away from him but he steadies her. Pulling her face down so he can see it, he whispers “I won’t take you till you beg me for it.”

Her eyes flash mutinously, “Never!” they seem to say as she glares at him, but he just laughs softly, knowingly. His hot, wet mouth descends on her like a fever, bold and demanding on her neck, her tits, circling the nipples but not making contact with them. Blushing furiously as her body strains slightly towards those full lips against her will, she makes herself still again only to endure a hot blaze of licks and kisses down her belly, her nipples untouched and aching, sending sparks of a stronger ache between her thighs where, in spite of herself, she feels a traitorous wetness. His licks reach her thighs and kneeling he grabs her legs in his arms, spreading them and nips the inside of her thigh, laughing delightedly as she bucks in his hands. He gives her wet cunt a long slow lick and then holds his mouth a half an inch away, biting at her cuntlips until she cries out behind her gag in frustration and pumps her hips against his mouth. Roughly spanking her tits with his open hand he subdues her moans and then, spinning her about to face the tree he takes off his belt.

Holding one finger lightly against her burning clit, he begins to whip her, slowly, pausing to feel the heat radiating from her steaming ass while she writhes away from the belt into his waiting hand. She dances on her toes at the end of her leash, tears spilling out of her eyes as her ass cheeks flex and relax, trying to absorb the pain. Her cunt drools freely down her legs and her muffled sobs accquire a languid, soft sound that pleases him.

When her ass is well striped and hot all over, he pulls down his jeans and takes her from the rear, stabbing fully into her hot cunt with swift powerful strokes that slam her into the tree, making sure that her greedy clit is not pleasured. She is moaning quietly behind her gag and grinding her ass against him but he gives her no mercy. Her nipples are pressed into the rough bark of the tree, painful, exciting and she tries to back off but he keeps her there, reaching around as he fucks her hard to rub and pinch them until she squeals desperately. His hand slips lower, teasing her with its slowness. He runs his finger in large circles around her mound, keeping rhythm with his strokes and she feels like if he doesn’t touch her clit soon, she will explode. He takes his hand away and she cries in mute frustration as he slips his rock hard cock out of her soaking cunt.

“I want your ass.” he whispers, hot breath on her neck. She whimpers as he slides his cock down the cleft of her ass, holding her hips steady. He rams it into her so suddenly that she is caught off balance and hangs by her arms. Snarling, he scoops up her legs and holds them spread out on either side of the tree as he cruelly pounds her ass. She screams and struggles as her tender clit is ground into the bark, her thighs abraded , she’s fucking the tree now, past caring how it looks, willing to embrace the rough caress of the oak as it scrapes harshly at her soft flesh. Grunting, he cums deep in her ass.

Then he is out, cutting her down in swift strokes, wrapping the tape around his hand for a sure grip as he forces her to her knees in front of him. She kneels, trying to keep her hips still so he won’t guess at the tormented, heated state she’s in. He kicks her knees apart so she is firmly braced and her swollen dripping sex is exposed like an overripe fruit to the cool breeze.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth until I cum again” he says softly, “and you are going to behave.” He rips the tape off of her swollen lips and she muffles a cry as she nods her head vigorously. Steadying her head with his hands, he feeds her his cock, inch by inch until her lips are resting against his balls. He keeps her there while his cock lengthens in her throat and she is desperate for air. When his cock is hard again, he fucks her mouth, savoring the way her throat tightens unbearably when she swallows her gag reflex, pulling out on each stroke to allow her a quick snatch of air. She swirls her tongue along his shaft as he slides into her. To fight him now is unthinkable, she is beyond reason, wanting only more. Her hips won’t keep still, her hungry cunt begs to be filled but she knows enough to keep her legs well apart.

His rhythm becomes erratic and gripping her head, he slides down her throat one final time, relishing the convulsions of her throat muscles as the fight to expel the enormous intruder. Nudging the back of her throat, he jets his hot cum into her, watching her swallow automatically to keep from choking, her eyes wild and wide, tearstained cheeks bulging with effort as she feels the spasms roll though him. Taking his time in spite of her darkening face, he slowly withdraws so that only the tip of his softening cock is in her mouth. She is gasping and choking as the air rushes into her and he gives her a moment to recover before commanding her to suck him hard once more.

Desperate to feel him in her throbbing cunt again, she sucks him eagerly until, unbelievably, he is hard again. Unable to bear it ant longer she tears her lips away, wet and shining, and gasps, “Please,”

He smiles down at her and waits. She blushes hard and looks down as he nudges his thick cock against her trembling lips. “Please may I cum” she says in a breathless rush, her embarrassment staining her face a deep red. He tumbles her backward onto the leaves, her wrists bound still and forced behind her head. He rubs the tip of his cock along her slit and watches as she strains to meet him. Taking his time, he fucks her slick cunt, not letting her clit touch anything until she is raising her hips off the ground in her effort to bring her clit into contact with his cock. He gathers her nipples in his hands and pinching and twisting them hard, grinds against her. “Cum, you little fuckslut” he growls and she explodes in great shuddering gasps as her cunt clutches at his cock and she floats away into her private place.