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As he began to thrust into you, you felt everything at once. The wet forest floor stuck to your bare skin. Leaves, twigs, rocks and dirt - all of it was being ground into you as he fucked your body with his hulking form. He had you pinned, and you couldn't even turn your head to look at him. All you could do, physically, was lay there and take his swollen, fat cock as well as you could manage, trying to breathe, trying to deal with the promise he had threatened you with.
You tried to imagine what you'd just agreed to. Would he fuck you like he said he would, whenever and however, no matter what was happening around you? You thought about being forced to suck his cock in the middle of a briefing, or being dragged up under his office desk in the base, being made to take his load from him. You'd be his possession, essentially, with no volition of your own. Was that really something you could do? Was that what you deserved?
He angled himself deeper into your body, pounding at your womb without mercy, ramming his girth against your tight walls, pressing them away easily. Your body was putting up a weak fight, and you were becoming pliant like putty under his control. His rhythm and his animalistic grunting made you feel drunk. It was as if he was hypnotizing you, placing you under some sort of trance, as if his rutting was his mantra and he was chanting it into you, over and over, using you like his primal vessel, forcing you to carry his dark power inside of you.
You felt an orgasm boiling up in your core, and he felt it, too. He growled into your ear,
"I can bloody well feel you. You gonna come on me? Needy little thing..."
"Yes, yes, fuck..." you panted, trying to stop it, trying to at least control when you decided to come. You were desperate to reclaim some of your power. But, you couldn't. It was useless. He was dominating you physically and emotionally out here in the woods. Everything in you should have been filled with fear, but that fear had become warped in your mind, turning into a sort of desire.
"That's it, let go. You think you can stop me, hm? You think you'd ever be able to hold me off?" He threatened you cruelly, "If I want you, I'll take you. I could have ended your life out here, soldier, and no one would have even batted a fuckin' eye. I'm just askin' for your obedience... Can you give that to me, or not?"
"...yes," you whispered, cheeks reddening with shame.
"Yes, what? Say it, girl."
"I will obey you. I promise," you told him the truth, giving in to his will.
His hips slammed into you faster and with an invigorated strength as he groaned,
"Fuck. Yes."
Then, he sat back on his heels and grabbed your braids, fisting them ruthlessly, shoving your head into the rotting leaves, fucking you on all fours like an animal.
"That's what I needed. I need you to know your fuckin' place," he was shouting at you now, shoving his fat length into you hard enough to leave a bruise, "Look at you, getting fucked out here in the woods, that sweet little cunt droolin' on my cock. You like it, don't you? You like being my pretty little cock sleeve. Say it, soldier. Say it out loud."
"...I like it," you said, trying to concentrate and losing the ability to.
"Louder!" He demanded.
"I like it! I like being your cock sleeve. I like...I love it. I fucking love it, sir. Please fuck me."
You were lost. He had stolen you, and as he emptied himself inside of you, you realized that there was no escape. You'd been caught, and you were his prey from now on.
