Elaine awoke in the dark. There was a beeping, and that was what had awoken her. Elaine was always a deep sleeper and it took her a minute to clear the fog from her head and remember where she was. The pain from her vagina and anus was a reminder that she had spent the last day getting fucked hard and the dense, hairy body climbing out of bed beside her reminded her who had been fucking her.
Sam went into the bathroom that was located just off of her little prison of a room. He turned on the light, the brief brightness briefly blinding her before he closed the door. She heard him urinate and wash up. Elaine tried to take in the past day as much as she could, but she was learning that there were times to make sense of things, usually when she was safe and alone. Right now she was neither so the best thing to do was not think and just let things happen until she could get her feet again.
Sam opened the bathroom door, leaving the door open and the light on he stepped into the room. Elaine groaned inwardly as she saw his huge cock growing into an erection. Sam was in his early 40s, about 5'8" tall and stocky. He was built like a bear with the hair to match with an assortment of scars and tattoos. His dark hair was still in a crew cut with a few stray gray hairs. There was an unmistakable sense of raw, bestial power to him.
He stepped up to the bed and pulled the blanket off her, exposing her naked body to him. Elaine was a beautiful thirty year old woman, a late bloomer just starting to reach the height of her beauty. She stood about 5'2" tall with a slim build; a flat stomach, small, firm breasts and long, slender legs. She had dark blonde hair that fell straight down to the middle of her back and a pretty face with full cheeks. Elaine had big, stunningly beautiful blue eyes that just seemed to draw your gaze and display all of her unspoken feelings. Her emotions were usually hidden, and she had a glorious, shy smile that could brighten anyone's day. She had finely sculpted shoulders and a neck that begged to be kissed and held. As if all this were not enough to make her desirable, she also possessed an exquisite ass, shapely and firm, that all men wanted.
Elaine made no effort to cover herself as Sam looked at her; she knew it was pointless and that he would take whatever he wanted from her and do whatever he wanted to her. She knew he was going to take her, it was just a question of how. Still, Elaine was a slave and her body was already responding. There was something about Sam that scared her and aroused her, too. His primal strength, his almost bestial hairiness, his huge cock and his obsession with her all made a mix of emotions that Elaine did not think she would ever understand. What she did understand was that her chest was flushed and her pussy wet as she waited for what Sam was going to do to her.
"Good morning, Sweet Cheeks," Sam said and climbed onto the bed. The bed shifted under his mass. "Let's get the day started." He was between her legs and Elaine felt the hair of of his torso on her smooth thighs. She reached up and put her small hands on his powerful shoulders. "Guide me in," Sam ordered her.
Elaine nodded and reached down. It was easy to find his huge cock and she guided him down to her wet slit. She put the tip between her outer lips and let go, then put her hand on his arm and held on. Sam bored his way into her, forcing himself into her tight pussy. Elaine clenched her hands on his shoulder and arm, bit her lip to keep from crying out and curled her toes. She moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure as he filled her; she was wet but he was huge and she was still sore from her rough week.
Sam started slow, sliding almost all the way out and back in, savoring the feel of her tight pussy on his hard shaft. He enjoyed watching her squirm, trying to get away from his impaling shaft, but he was not letting her go. He wanted this woman like he had wanted nothing else in his life, he wanted her like this, helpless and filled with him. His hands groped and explored her as he fucked her and he was thrilled when she began responding, shifting her hips to get a better angle, grinding them against him to get more pressure on her engorged clit.
Elaine moaned as Sam used her. She was in pain, but the pleasure was there, too. He filled her completely and this slow fucking was actually pleasant. She knew she was going to climax soon, her reward for being a slave. She was almost there when he whispered in her ear "roll over," and pulled out of her.
Elaine obeyed and was a little disappointed, she was close to cumming and if he switched to her ass, she might lose her orgasm. She lay on her stomach, her legs spread and her head facing to the side. Sam was above her, he kissed her perfect butt once on each cheek, then smacked each one, the crack of flesh on flesh filling the small room. Elaine was trying to ready herself to take it in the ass when Sam pushed back into her pussy. Elaine moaned happily.
"Time to get fucked hard, Sweet Cheeks," Sam said to her then slammed hard into her.
Elaine moaned as Sam started to pound away at her. She grabbed hold to the sheets and bit down on the pillow as Sam pillaged her small body. Elaine came hard, bucking back against Sam. He grabbed a handful of hair and plunged deeper and harder into her. Elaine's cries of pleasure drove Sam harder, she loved this and he knew he could make her love it more. He could make her forget about Roy and feel for him. But, that was later, right now his whole world was fucking Elaine. He lifted her hips off the bed with his powerful thrusts, driving powerfully into her.
Elaine held on for dear life as she came off her climax. Sam was still fucking her hard, not letting up. She felt him ram in and cum, filling her wet pussy with his semen. He collapsed on top of her, his big body forcing the air from her, and kissed her neck and cheek.
"I could get used to this," he whispered to her. "I am going to love having you over and over." He pulled out of her, a stream of cum and her juices made a puddle on the bed. "Now, get up. You've got work to do," he said and smacked her bottom.
Elaine struggled to her feet. "Get cleaned up," Sam said and kissed her. "Then come up and make us breakfast. If you're good, you can have some, too. You're going to have to earn it, though."
Sam pulled on his clothes and walked out.
Earn it? Elaine thought. Sam's been fucking me non-stop since I got here and I had to suck three cowboys off last night and I haven't earned breakfast? She was annoyed as she cleaned up with a wash cloth in the bathroom, but got herself under control before heading up. She did not need to be punished for a bad attitude on top of everything else. She finished up, realized Sam did not leave her any clothes and padded up the stairs naked.
Sam quickly pointed out what she was to make. Bacon, eggs, pancakes and coffee. This seemed to be a nice cabin, there was electricity, even a satellite box for the big screen TV in the main room, but they didn't have a coffee maker? Or a microwave, Elaine noted. Everything was going to be done on the stove. Sam handed her an apron and she started.
She put on three skillets and a percolator for the coffee. She knew damn well that she was going to have to spend the whole time cooking facing the stove with her ass sticking out of the apron for everyone to see. She was making a mess as she hurried and she was well aware that she was going to have to clean it up, too, probably after taking care of everyone. She heard Dean, Daryl and Stevie come in and sit at the table. Each one made some crude remark at her expense, Dean even reached over to grab her ass and comment on her brand. Elaine burned with shame, but kept her mind on her cooking.
Everything was ready and Elaine brought it to the table. Sam thoughtfully made a plate for her and set it aside for "later" he said and the men at the table laughed. They ate with gusto and made quick work of what Elaine had thought was too much food. They finished and Sam sat Elaine's cup of coffee down on the table.
