A test. Telani stared up from her back at the beam of sunlight that had managed to pierce the sycamore’s shade. Her body bounced with the rough fucking of her ass but she focused on the pillar of light. A test of faith, of love, a trial meant to be endured and overcome. She tried to feel grateful for the opportunity, and almost did, but McAllister’s face blocked the light as he doubled over her.

Her legs were spread further apart as his cock surged fully into her. At least her sensitive hole was getting used to the abuse, it still hurt, but it didn’t feel like her insides were tearing. He moaned and a drop of sweat fell down onto her upper lip. She scooped it with her tongue and grimaced at the salty water, not at the taste, but at what it represented. She felt his warmth fill her as he groaned and her lower lip quivered.

This time she wouldn’t cry.

It had been five days since the outhouse incident. Everyday since, McAllister had used her ass for his pleasure during their midday rest. His cock pulled free of her sucking sphincter and he sighed before smiling down at her. “There’s just nothing like it.” He always said that after. It had become a phrase she craved, because it meant he was done.

She looked up at him, her eyes looking through him, more than into him. “I love you,” she muttered. She had meant it the first time, and the second, but she was beginning to learn that love didn’t always conquer hate. She pulled down her robe, hiding herself from his lecherous gaze, he liked to watch his seed ooze out of her but the act sent a ripple of revulsion through her.

So she pulled up her panties, stood, and walked from the bank of the river, conjuring a different scene in her mind. She hadn’t just been raped, again, she had spent time with a lover, eating sweet fruit and laughing about childhood memories, it had been fun.

“TeeTee!”

Telani wiped the single tear from her cheek and smiled at the small figure running up to her. As she knelt, more warmth spilled from her hole, soaking her panties, but she grinned at the young girl before catching her in a loving embrace.

Children. That is the answer to the question she had been asking herself. Children are how you mend a broken soul.

Telani spent the day talking and playing with Amara, she taught the young girl things about nature, who in turn taught Telani about how to properly name a horse and what types of clothes her doll prefers and why. Telani sat and listened, she was a good student, and by the end of the lesson, had forgotten McAllister entirely.

It was early evening when they stopped atop a high ridge, a steep embankment led down into the forest on both sides of the road. McAllister said it would be safer to camp atop the ridge, than risk a night in the woods. So they made a fire on the road and gathered for dinner, after which McAllister accompanied Telani back to her wagon.

She opened the door to her carriage and stepped in. “Goodnight, Cal,” She said and tried to close the door. McCallister put a hand to block the door. She knew the look, he was intoxicated. “But we already –”

McAllister stepped up into the wagon and pushed her back against the seat she used for a bed. The scent of ale overwhelmed her. She knew she couldn’t stop him. “Cal, wait,” She said, but he was already unfastening his belt in the dark carriage. “Sit down,” She said forcefully. McAllister stopped, and sat across from her.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before falling to her knees in front of him. Her ass was beyond sore. She couldn't take another fucking so soon. She finished unbuckling his belt and pulled his cock from his trousers. It was half erect and heavy in her hand. She squeezed it and her eyes flared, giving her a good look at it. Her nose scrunched, she hadn’t anticipated the smell. They had been walking for at least a tenday now and it occurred to her she hadn’t seen him bathe once. The uncircumcised cock was thick with musk and crusted with old cum.

She hated McAllister, she knew, but she couldn’t help but love the smell of his cock. It was pungent and overwhelming but strangely intoxicating. She opened her mouth and moaned as she tasted it. It tasted even more musky than it smelled and her mouth drooled as she cleaned the stiffening cock. She wrapped her hands around the base of it and peeled back the thick foreskin.

She tucked her tongue into the folds and licked up the grime and filth of the road. She sucked with her mouth and squeezed with her hands, trying to milk the cum from it but it was taking longer than she wanted. She looked up at him and flared her eyes in the darkness. He was fast asleep.

His quiet snores filled her carriage and she stopped sucking, letting his cock flop out of her mouth but she still held it in her hands. She knew she should put it away. She looked up at it, drooping as the erection died. She had never had free reign to play with a cock before, all of McAllister’s interactions had been rough and quick.

Had it been another cock, anyone else's, she would have felt wrong for using it, but this was McAllister, a literal rapist. Maybe it was her turn to use him. She held the cock in both hands, leaned forward, and kissed it. The soft wet flesh felt smooth and slick against her lips and she pressed her tongue out as she kissed it again, and again, and again.

She began to kiss his cock with a loving passion and it soon hardened again to its full glory. Her eyes flared and she looked up at the big dick in her hands. It was a shame such a beautiful cock was attached to such a despicable man. As she licked the entire length of it and sucked the tip gently, she realized she had never tasted his seed.

She felt wrong using him while he slept but her tender ass soothed her guilt. She spread her saliva across the shaft and stroked with both hands. She pressed her lips and nose against the bottom of his exposed cockhead, spit a glob of spit and licked as she stroked, humming in pleasure. Her pussy began to moisten and she reached down with one hand, pressing the knuckles of her fist against the front of her silk panties.

She took his cock in her mouth and gulped down a mouthful of extra spit, making room for it before shoving it deeper, then sucking as she slowly pulled it out. Her knuckles rumbled across her clit and she felt her panties begin to soak. She jerked the cock with one hand and rolled her lips over the head, willing it to cum, but the stubborn thing held its prize from her.

She stuffed sleeping McAllister’s cock in her mouth and pulled her panties down her thighs with both hands, bobbing her head as she reached one hand to her clit. The other went behind her back and she stopped herself. Was she about to finger her ass? Her tender, broken asshole this brute had been using for the past tenday? The thought aroused her further and she sighed in disgust, a quiet lamenting moan vibrating the cock in her mouth.

She let McAllister fall from her mouth again and quickly pulled off her robe. The princess spit a thick glob of slobber onto the cock and stood in the cramped wagon before turning around and grabbing the thick cock between her legs. She hated herself for it, but she wanted to feel him inside her. She grimaced at the thought, not “him” but something, someone, anything big and hard that could stretch her ass. She rubbed against her clit with one hand and sat down atop the thick cock.

It pressed against her ass for a moment, bending slightly before the tension broke and it surged inside her. It was like a stretch after a long ride, painful but somehow just what was needed. She moaned and stroked her clit as she sat fully on the snoring human. She raised herself up and plopped herself back down, leaning against him and swirling her hips in a slow circle.

She ran her fingers from the base of his cock planted in her ass up toward her clit, dipping her tips into the milky slime of her gushing pussy. She rocked her hips forward and back, fucking her own ass with the passed out rogue, moaning and strumming her clit. She felt her taint tighten and relax as jolts of pleasure shot through her. Her ass tightened around McAllister’s cock and she gasped in pleasure as she moved closer and closer to climax. She pressed further into his groin and felt his tip begin to pulse inside her.

Her eyes closed and she kept a steady pace on his cock as she began to release, biting her lip and squeezing a nipple with the fingers not furiously strumming her clit. Her tender asshole spasmed, squeezing his cock, milking his warm seed with every tightening of her sphincter. She could feel him spilling into her. She pushed two fingers into her wet pussy and the walls hugged her tightly in long drawn out pulses of pleasure. She leaned back against him, drowning in his musk as he slept soundly beneath her.

She shook in trembling pleasure as an aftershock rippled through her. Her muscles we like wet noodles, she thought about letting herself drift to sleep, his entire cock still buried in her, but her curiosity had to be sated. She adjusted her hips, slowly pulling his length from her with a wet slipping that ended in a quiet squelch. She cupped her hand under her ass cheeks and caught a deluge of warm cum. She pushed slightly and more of his seed bubbled out of her.

It smelled thick and musky and her mouth watered immediately. She brought her cupped hand to her lips and slowly lapped at the lumpy handful. Her tongue skated across the surface, peeling up a thin layer of slime that refused to stick to her tongue. She leaned her head back and let the runny cum drip into her mouth. She closed her hand into a fist, squeezing it all onto her waiting tongue.

The texture was slimy, and somehow more wet than her mouth, she hated it. The flavor though, she ran it over her teeth with her tongue and spread it across the insides of her cheeks, tasting and feeling the viscous cum throughout her entire mouth. She tried to swallow it but it clung to her teeth and gums. She smacked her lips and gagged once. She sucked the inside of her mouth, gathering the stubborn liquid on her tongue before forcing it down her throat.

“Ehk” She said quietly, then pulled up her dirty panties, and put on her robe. She didn’t bother putting McAllister’s cock away when she was done with it. She laid down across from him and soon fell into a deep, satisfying sleep.