His hands were like fire on her body as they slid up to her waist, holding her as he thoroughly invaded her privacy. The stinging sensation of the slap had her wincing, she would never get used to being hit so openly. Anyone who pulled that shit on her usually ended up with a sore ass themselves. She wasn’t one to be smacked around, at least, she wasn’t before. “Anyone can wield a plow.” She spoke, a hint of fire still in her voice despite the constant ramming his cock did to her. Each time his hand came down upon her ass she winced, a red mark blossoming on the plump flesh. The constant thrusts and lack of deviation had her counting the seconds until she could be free, her pussy had grown numb by then, the thrusts acting more as an annoyance than anything pleasurable. Faryn didn’t have time to react when his hand grasped her small breast, his rough skin rubbing against the pert nipple. The hand on her throat had her gasping in surprise, instinctively trying to swallow but finding it difficult.<br/><br/>Her body struggled slightly then, the uncomfortable mitt on her neck provoking a desire to be free. The struggle was small and only lasted a few seconds before she calmed herself down, her fingers clinging to the furs beneath her. Her lips parted as she breathed, feeling how he restricted easy air flow. It was during the time of her short struggle she felt her body being pulled backwards by her breast, acting like a tether to her chest. Her back pressed against his chest, feeling his warmth envelop her like a disease. The feel of his muscles constricting and working as he thrust into her had bile rising up in her throat. With a shallow swallow she forced it back down, the sour taste lingering in her mouth.<br/><br/>His breath on her elongated ear had her shivering, her shoulders trying to shy away from him as he spoke. “I take pride in your regret.” She retorted, words filled with hatred. As his thrusts grew stronger she couldn’t help but grunt both from the force and rising pleasure she felt tingling within her pussy. He was hitting the right spot in that position, rubbing against the secret so many lacked the ability to find. Her back arched, forcing her stomach out in an awkward attempt to relief the heavenly feeling. She would not enjoy it, she would not permit her body from releasing in his grasp.<br/><br/>Faryn didn’t have to worry for long, her own pleasure growing quickly as he thrusted, only to be thankfully dispelled in that final thrust. She did not finish, much to her delight, but she knew he was going to. Men always had that final heave, a tell that they were going to release. A shudder ran through her as his seed flooded her pussy, the gooey mess dripping from the confines of her womanhood and leaking down her thighs. It was vile and her stomach twisted with unease. His grip relaxed on her and she eagerly fell forward, slipping her folds from his cock and letting his seed freely flow from her body. A shudder ran through her body, feeling the trickle as it leaked onto the furs she laid on. The hand on her waist had her clawing at the furs, not wanting to go again. No one could go so easily, so quickly. Her mind was set to rest when he simply rubbed his cock on her ass, cleaning himself on her skin like she was nothing more than something to cum into.<br/><br/>The second time he let her go she laid back down, face directly into the furs as she closed her eyes, not breathing for a moment. She felt disgusting, violated and regretful of her task. She could feel his sticky seed between her thighs, marking her as his more diligently than his brand. His violation was the damning feat in her mind, the real way he claimed her. The brand was a symbol to everyone else but it was just a mark on her skin. The rape, the fact he produced seed within her body claimed her mind. Her head tilted to the side so she could breath, letting out a slow uneven breath. She looked at the far wall, the firelight dancing over the walls like a comforting welcome. The girl stayed laying on her stomach, hands by her head and thighs slightly parted, his seed forming a small white puddle beneath where her pussy laid. She tried to tell herself this was just another duty for her people, something that had to be done to save hundreds of live but it mattered less now than he had claimed her. She was still resolute in her duty to her people but, it all seemed so far away now.