A lovely woman named Arya with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Her face looks naturally innocent. Pear shaped hips and large breasts with natural curves attract attention regularly. She searches far and wide. A suitable mate nowhere to be found.

Then Josiah came into her life. He was tall, masculine and commanding. His curly brown hair giving him a boyish charm. As his hazel eyes bore into her. The T shape naturally toned lean muscle combined with a little bulk made her melt.

Arya resisted him at first. Crying out with anguish as he slapped her. Screaming with rage as he held her down. Both knew this was all an act. Her eyes revealing the pleasure as he forced his way in. All the torn clothing carelessly thrown to the side. Beaten and bruised she moaned with delight.

Their private campsight was well hidden. The view blocked by several sloped layers of trees. Arya often wondered if anyone heard her scream. She could have given it more thought. Every time he teased and tortured her she thought of nothing else. Being loud and raunchy quickly becomes habit forming.

After being penetrated so hard walking to the fire was a chore. She sits down and starts touching herself again. He pushes her off the log and fingers her mercilessly. His other hand grabs her throat. His voice condemns her as a filthy whore among other names.

She assumes it's over after a two hour rest period. Until four men with cruel intentions start restricting her breathing. A panicked look as she looks into her Master's eyes. He smirks and tells her to get to work. She surrenders to the strangers as they blindfold her. Unable to tell where one erection began and another ended.

Covered in dirt and semen she writhes on the ground. Her body trembling while her mind is fractured. Her Master's loving caress lets her glide through the highs and lows. A fractured mind quickly becoming a state of bliss. Being led to a nearby waterfall. She's more than happy to let five strong men bathe her.

After the guests leave she's left with her Master. Holding her close he asks what's on her mind. She shyly confessed, "The outside world." Her Master smiles, "I went there once. It changed my perspective forever." After talking long into the night. A seed has been planted.