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So I effortlessly picked her up and hoisted her over my shoulder. She would just have to see the world from a different perspective. Her fists started hitting my back but by no means hard enough to do any damage. Her fingers were far more dangerous.
"You bastard," she growled, snapping at me like a piranha might have.
I loved her effort, but it was useless at this point. I purposefully walked in one direction to bring her to the place I had kept secret earlier for a surprise effect.
"You know, I know these woods like the back of my hand. It was foolish to think you could escape me. But the little show in the flashlight beam… I must say. Either you're greedy, or you desperately need help from someone who knows what they're doing."
She snorted. "I can take care of my own orgasms. Thanks."
"Too bad you won't have your hands free for that," I replied. "Back to what I was actually saying. I know these woods like the back of my hand. And I know that there's a place near the cabin where no one will hear you scream."
That wouldn't happen anyway, but I liked the way it sounded and the feelings it evoked.
"First, I'm going to break you. Make you tell the truth about the sick little fantasies we share."
"Keep dreaming." She still sounded confident. That would change soon enough.
Without giving her warning, I let her slide off my shoulder, stood her in front of me, and turned her toward the rundown barn that had once housed various herds. Now, it stood empty. Abandoned. Clasping her chin, I forced her to take a long look at it, feeling her pulse quicken right away.
I led her inside, took another flashlight, and laid her down on a rotting wooden beam in the middle of the elongated building. This place was as clean as it could be as I had taken care of it some time ago. Since the stall bars were made of metal, they were perfect for binding someone to them.
A forgotten lead rope caught my eye, and I grabbed it before turning to Amelia, who was looking around with wide eyes.
"Green or red?" I seized the opportunity to make sure everything was all right and that we were still on the same page.
"Green." Her answer was immediate, followed by her extending her hands toward me.
I guided her back, raised her arms, and used the rope to tie a knot. "It's self-releasing once you stop pulling on it," I explained, demonstrating it to her before binding her again.
"And you really think you can break me?" she asked, looking at me challengingly.
I let my gaze deliberately sweep over her naked body. "You've already done me a favor and stripped off all your clothes. Couldn't wait to show me what will soon be mine, hm?"
I ran my fingers across her cheek, but Amelia jerked her head away from the touch.
Her reaction made me chuckle. We were perfect for each other—there was no doubt about that anymore.
"So, do you want to confess, or shall we do things the hard way?"
"You won't hear a word from me."
"Really? Somehow, I doubt that statement." I grabbed her nape, turned her so she was facing away from me, and forced her to look forward through the metal stall bars at the white wall, where thick cobwebs hung down. There even seemed to be a bat hiding in a corner.
But the view of her backside was much more enticing and just added to the desire I was feeling. But we weren't quite there yet.
First, I let my fingers glide over the curve of her back, tracing a wet path across her warm skin. Then, grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back and simultaneously slapped her rounded butt with the curve of my hand. The sound echoed through the barn and made her flinch, filling me with a profound satisfaction.
Of course, by now, I could have grabbed a paddle or the like, but I preferred to use the tools I already had—and my hands were perfectly suited to make her skin glow red and ensure that pain and pleasure blended together for her.
Her soft hiss spurred me on. Eventually, I used my foot to force her to spread her legs wider. With my hand on her back, I directed her upper body further down, causing her to present her ass to me more prominently. I stepped behind her and let her feel the rough denim against her pussy before I spanked her again, alternating between her right and left sides to reward both with appropriate attention.
"Feeling more talkative yet?" I checked in.
Amelia shook her head. So I spun her around again, looking down at her from above. Her eyes sparkled, yet she took two steps back until she hit the metal with her back.
"Haven't you realized yet that you can't escape me?" I asked, a finger under her chin.
I let it slide down her throat and between her breasts, then moved to the left and began to focus intently on her nipple. From the start, it stiffened eagerly, and as I finished torturing it between my fingers, Amelia bit her lower lip.
