A Tale of Two Damsels (2 pics and text . . . more to follow soon)  

by Samsa23 -- http://deviantart.com/samsa23 

Aloy and Arnold's second 'ride' went a little differently than their first. After a long session of fucking which Aloy was worried might never end, Arnold pulled out of her and went to take a shower. Then he hosed her down, scrubbing her with a painfully rough sponge while she writhed and moaned. Afterwards he 'prepared' breakfast for himself. Which was served atop Aloy's naked body. The hot eggs were the most painful, but the pancakes were worse. Arnold was not light with the syrup which he 'insisted' on 'cleaning' off her pussy with his mouth. Something that to Aloy's utter humiliation, had made her orgasm. Of course afterwards Arnold hosed her off again, all the while chiding her on how she was a dirty girl, how did she always managed to find ways to get so disgusting? As if it'd been her fault. Arnold also lectured Aloy on all the things he was going to do to her during their time together. Speaking to her like a child. Though Aloy hated to admit it she learned a lot she hadn't before. Such as the name of the gag in her mouth: bit gag. Or what she'd experienced under the assault of his tongue: an orgasm. She also finally learned her captor's name: Arnold. He promised that their relationship wouldn't just be about him. That he'd make sure she felt good too. Promising plenty of orgasms in her future. But only if she gave him something first.

    After her second hosing, Aloy was dragged out of the house by her hair. Arnold had replaced her bitgag with a tape one just like she'd had when she'd first arrived. He'd forced her to sit on his motorcycle, securing her ankles to what appeared to be places for her to place her bare feet. The metal was ice cold against her skin. The leather even worse on her crotch. She wriggled and whimpered while Arnold worked. Then he took a seat and pulled her arms around his waist. She tried to fight him, punching at him and flailing her arms. But after nearly a day without food or sleep, having been constantly fucked, Aloy's strength was next to nonexistent. Arnold was easily able to wrestle her slender arms under control, wrapping rope around them to keep them in his lap.

    That's when Aloy became acutely aware that Arnold hadn't bothered to put on pants. She'd been so focused on her misfortunes that she hadn't even noticed. Arnold took Aloy's quaking hands and curled her slender fingers around his cock.

        "Here's the gameplan princess," he said. "We're going to take a ride, a nice long ride, and all the while I want you to give me the best fucking handjob of your life. If you do and you make me happy there'll be some food in it for you when you get back home, you understand?"

        "MNNGPHH! NNNGHH!" Aloy tried to let go of the man's erection, but his hands kept hers tightly wrapped around it even and she struggled to let go. He began to move her hands up and down the length of his shaft.

        "Just like this, you got it, sweetheart? Just like this. No go ahead, show me you're paying attention. Trust me you'll want to make me happy."

        "NNGHH DHNNTHHH DHHH THTHH PLLFF," Aloy cried, tears running down her cheeks as he let go of her hands. He reached back and spanked her, the pain causing her to jerk into action. Rubbing her hands up and down his cock just like he'd shown.

        "Thatagirl! You're learning! Let's ride!" Arnold smiled as he kicked his motorcycle into gear and sped off down the street.

Their ride took them all across Indigo City. Not a single soul bothered to stop Arnold or questioned the naked redhead giving him a handjob. God he loved this town! He wasn't sure whether he'd been going too fast for them to see or whether they just assumed they were some kind of kinky couple. Given the city's new anti-superheroine initiatives Arnold guessed they were too busy to bother with some public indecency. Either way Arnold and his new pet made it back to their home without any trouble. Once back inside Arnold made sure to rebind his pet with the bitgag and the metal cuffs. She'd been working the ropes the entire time she'd been giving him a hand job, and Arnold guessed that if she hadn't been so terrified of falling off the bike she might have tried to make some kind of escape.

    Arnold did notice a small note left on his kitchen table, just after he'd sat his pet down to feed her. He picked up the card and it read: Had to run, but didn't want to deprive our little ones a chance to meet. Let you a surprise in their play room. Kisses. G. Alongside a bright red lipstick kiss no doubt from that wonderful woman next door. Arnold smiled.

       "I know I promised to feed you after you made me so happy on our ride, princess, but it looks like we have a guest! It'd be bad manners to keep her waiting!" He said as he scooped his pet into his arms. She bucked lightly but nothing that was too much for him to handle. He stroked her thigh and the side of her breast as he walked down the stairs into the basement.

        "MMNGGH!? HHHRRR HHHVVVRR HHRRR!" a new muffled voice cried out.

        "Do you hear that, princess? You've got a playdate! Surprise!" Arnold rounded the corner and turned to show Aloy just who was waiting there for her to join.