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The Village 1: The Capture
Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Masturbation, Author: catherine-belmont, Rating: 76, Source: xHamster
warriors to a shaded spot where trees had fallen, creating a small cove out of view of the others. He chucked her on the ground. "Now, little tiger," he snarled "when are you going to give in and quit fighting? Am I to assume that you are going to do this the entire time?" Bella hissed back at him, "Yes, I can guarantee it. I will not go peacefully." Bella realized she had been riding all day and her short burlap dress was ripped, her sandals lost and her body sore. The ache she felt in her buttocks stung her with pain. She reached to rub her bottom as she groaned. "MMMMMmmm sore eh?" The green eyes grinned as they lustily took in her movements. "Yes," Bella spat as she jerked her hand back from her bottom. She would not allow him to enjoy what she was doing for a moment. She was not his plaything. He did not own her. She had planned to marry some day and be a good wife, giving birth to c***dren and fulfilling her role as a woman. In her village, men respected women. They had a special place beside their mate. She would have been cherished and cared for. For some reason, this man did not appear to be that kind of man. As she spat at him, she saw fire in those emerald eyes of his. He dismounted and strode over to where he had thrown her on the ground. He reached for her arm, jerked her to her feet and said, "Well maybe you need to be taught a lesson right here and now. You must accept your fate, my little tiger, and you must do it ... now." He pulled her over to the over-turned tree lying on the ground. "No, stop it," she cried spitting and kicking but being pulled along nevertheless. She was no match for the muscles that expanded in his upper arms or torso. He manipulated her like a puppet. He let go of her arm, still standing too close to her and said, "undress." "WHATTTTTTTTTTT?" Bella squealed. "You are crazy if you think I will undress in front of the likes of you." She turned to run, felt herself being jerked back around and the loudest rip as her dress was torn from her body. With one tug he had it off of her. She stared in disbelief at this devil of a man. He was smiling, eyeing her body up and down. She used her hands to try to cover herself but to her dismay could only cover her breasts or her sex, one or the other. She reached to cover her sex. Her breasts jutted straight out, the tips strutted by the chilled air. Bella knew her young supple body well. She knew that she was a real woman. She had been told that she was beautiful. Her skin was creamy and tan, firm and taunt. She was going to be a catch for some male. Even though she was visually stunning, it was what she knew in her head that made her irresistible. The heat that ignited her. The lust as she had grown into womanhood. She was still a virgin. She had planned to remain so until she was married. It was the custom in her village. Her white blonde hair, her crystal blue eyes, her lush full crimson lips ...