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He helped her to her feet and got behind her, standing close. She could feel his erection through his pants against her lower back and thought he might make good on his promise to sodomize her. She gasped as he ran his hands up her sweat covered body to her breasts, caressing them.

On the one hand, the thought of his cock in her ass repulsed her. On the other hand, whatever hold he had on her body was making her like the abuse, at least on some level. At that very moment, her nipples were jutting eagerly as he caressed her. Her well used pussy started to leak again, just from his proximity.

"You're filthy…," he whispered in her ear, his hot breath on her neck making her shudder. One hand left her breast and moved downwards, his fingers whispering against her skin. He rested his fingers on her swollen mound. She couldn't suppress a sharp breath and her captor could feel her body tense up. "Do you want this?" He rubbed his finger lightly along her gushing slit. Her hips jerked back against his erection, but wriggling did nothing to escape his maddening touch.

"Of… of course not," she managed, breathing heavily. "Tell the truth." His chiding tone only humiliated her further, but his command illicited an immediate response from her. "Yes," she whispered through clenched teeth, hating that it was true. "Well then, you're going to have to earn it." He stopped rubbing her, and she hated him for stopping and hated that she hated it. He led her back down the hall to the living room where he had paddled her. He opened a sliding glass door and led her out onto a deck.

Katy tensed up, ready to cry for help or run, but things didn't look promising. She appeared to be in the mountains. The deck overlooked a steep hill, practically a cliff. Pine forest stretched as far as she could see. There wasn't a sign of civilization in sight. This added a whole new level of bizarreness to her situation. This wasn't California and Katy was, after all, a California girl. The sound of his belt buckle striking the deck brought her back to her current situation. He had dropped his pants. "Get in," he said, pointing to a hot tub.

She lowered herself in and he followed, settling beside her. The jets of warm water felt heavenly on her well fucked body. "Don't get too comfortable," he said, his hand sliding up her thigh. His finger entered her and he pumped it slowly in and out. "This has all been about you since you arrived. I've worked very hard keeping you entertained. Now you're going to return the favor." He placed his unoccupied hand gently on the back of her neck. "Take a deep breath." Her blue eyes widened as her body obeyed him. He pushed hard and her head plunged under the foaming water. He guided the starlet to his cock. She struggled a bit, but it was more panic than active disobedience. After a moment he felt her talented lips draw him in. He counted twenty seconds and let her up.

She surfaced gasping, raven hair plastered to her face, blue eyes wide. Water ran off of her hard pink nipples in rivulets. "Breathe, breathe," he chuckled. "You got me hard but you're far from done." She could only gasp and whimper, unable to come up with a response. "Well? Get to it." He didn't touch her this time, but let the hooks in her mind pull her under. He put his hands behind his head and leaned back, sighing happily.

 

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