The sound of the rain was actually soothing and Leah lay down on the mattress as water trickled onto her body through the cloth. She had now idea what to do, how long it would be until someone came for her, and she didn’t want to think about what they would once they did. Then she sat up with a fright as she heard voices coming towards her. Small brown fingers undid the ties on the covering and the canvas flowed freely in the wind. Leah began to feel lightheaded and thought that she would surely pass out as the panels were pulled away. There was nothing but iron bars between her naked body and whatever waited for her in the jungle.
When she opened her eyes, she looked up and saw the smiling face of the old woman that fed her on the ship. She was surrounded by 3 other women, all of them dark skinned and middle aged. The old woman dropped a large shirt through the top of the cage and Leah quickly put it on. Opening the door, the old woman looked at her sternly and motioned for her to put her hands out in front of her. For a moment, Leah thought about making a run for it, but where would she go? She wouldn’t last more than a day practically naked in the jungle and would surely be found.
When Leah complied, the old woman clamped a pair of iron shackles on her wrists and guided her as she stepped out of the cage. She got a full look at her surroundings, smiling as she took in the beautiful trees and vines that made up the forest. The clouds were parting and the rain slowed to a drizzle as the sun came out again. Vapor started to rise from the puddles next to the road, the sweltering humidity returning rapidly as they fastened a pair of sandals to her feet and tied her ankles together with a length of rope.
The women started walking down a path through the trees and the old woman motioned for Leah to follow. She obeyed. It felt wonderful to stretch her legs and move around outside of the cage. The ladies chattered in a language she couldn’t understand and every time she got distracted by something on the side of the path, the old woman give her a sharp poke in the ribs to move her along.
It was a short path, probably less than a half of a mile, until they got to a stream that had to be crossed on a long wooden bridge. On the other side, there was a clearing in forest with a small homestead surrounded by jungle. The main house was quite large and the other outbuildings had thatched roofs. There were several raised beds full of vegetables and fruit trees dotting the property. Everywhere she looked there seemed to a luscious, flowering plant. Leah couldn’t believe how perfect it was. This wasn’t anything like what she expected.
The ladies led her behind the main house along a stone walkway that ended at a granite patio surrounded by palms and flowering bushes. They walked through an archway and Leah breathed in the sweet floral scents. Living walls of greenery surrounded her but the ceiling was open and she could see the beautiful blue sky.
Pushing her along, the old woman motioned for her to sit on a bench. Her feet were untied and the sandals removed, but when the ladies went for her shirt, Leah resisted and hugged it against her body. The old woman made a scolding sound at her and said something to the other ladies, making them laugh. Then two of them grabbed her arms and pulled them over her head, fastening the shackles to a pipe overhead while the other woman took a pair of scissors and cut the shirt from her body. Leah looked up and saw that she was attached to a shower as water hit her in the face.
Two of the women rubbed a lovely scented soap over her skin, while the third started to wash Leah’s thick wavy hair. She couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable as foreign hands slathered her body, particularly when one of the women started to vigorously scrub between her ass cheeks. She let out a gasp as one of the ladies forced her legs apart and began washing her crotch, even sticking her fingers inside of her before using a detached showerhead to rinse her and then doing it again. A nauseating feeling crept over Leah as she realized how much time the woman was spending on the area and she realized that her body was being prepared.
After the soaping, the woman began rubbing her body with an oily paste that was incredibly abrasive, but smelled amazing. They scrubbed her roughly to the point that it was uncomfortable and her skin flushed pink. She was rinsed her off again and they turned off the shower, but left her tied with her hands above her head while she wobbled on her toes. They toweled her off and squeezed her hair dry, all the while chatting and giggling in an unknown language. One of the ladies finally untied her from the shower and sat her on the bench beside it so they could start filing and buffing her nails.
Her hair was still wet as one of the women began brushing a sweet smelling gel through it and hit briefly with a blow dryer, the harsh noise out of place in the natural surroundings. The women surrounded her and all began working on her tresses, separating them into sections and delicately tying small white flowers into the long golden-red waves.
The old woman gestured for her to stand and the other women held out a long white dress for Leah to step into. They pulled it up and tied the thin straps around her shoulders, her hands still bound by the iron shackles. The dress was very sheer and Leah looked down to see her pink nipples through the fabric as the ladies presented her with a very flimsy pair of silvery thong sandals. They fluffed her hair around her shoulders and the old woman stood back to take a look at her before she nodded in approval and aggravating giggling ensued.
Leah’s heart started pounding as she was made to walk out of the back of the patio and down another path, this one heading deeper into the jungle away from friendly homestead in the clearing. The woman kept pushing her forward as they walked along the dark trail and Leah started to hear the sound of running water. Her steps got shorter and slower from fear and anticipation until she was barely moving. The old woman shouted at Leah and hit her across her bottom with a switch several times to keep her moving along. As they rounded a bend, she saw light at the end of the path about fifty feet ahead when the ladies stopped walking with her and turned back. The old woman smacked her again when she stopped and motioned for her to keep going. Leah walked towards the light, her legs quivering. When she got to the end, she looked back at the old woman but she was gone, so Leah stepped into the light, desperate and terrified to finally learn her fate.
The sound of rushing water was overwhelming as Leah looked ahead to see a giant waterfall. It was so beautiful she couldn’t help but approach it, mesmerized by the faint rainbows at the bottom as the sun shone through the spray. There was an enormous flat boulder at the edge of the river with mist swirling around it, yet far enough away from the falling water that it remained mostly dry. Leah’s mouth gaped open as she took in the incredible beauty.
“You’re even more exquisite standing there than I had pictured,” a man’s voice said from behind her, making her jump. She slowly turned around to see Adam, confusion and relief pouring over her.
“Adam?” she replied, now getting so dizzy she reached out to hold herself steady against the boulder. “What am I doing here?”
“I’ve been deceiving you, Leah.” He walked toward her and she couldn’t help but be happy to see him. He wearing a simple pair of tan linen trousers slung low across his chiseled hips with a white unbuttoned shirt exposing his firm pecks and rippling stomach. His gaze fell to her ample breasts and lingered there before locking eyes with her again. “I’ve been planning this since before we met.”
“What do you mean?” she asked, bringing her shackled hands up to her chest.
“I’ve chosen you. You’re perfect.” Adam stood in front of her and gripped her wrists firmly, pulling them back down. “I’ve taken you away from your sad little life and brought you here, to paradise, where you’ve always wanted to be.”
“I don’t understand, what’s go—.” He reached out a grabbed her hair, the same way he had only a few days before. Clamping his mouth onto hers, he dragged her into his arms and kissed her deeply. Leah melted into the kiss as he pulled her head back so far her mouth opened wider and he plunged his tongue deep inside. His hand ran down the length of her body and he held her up by her rear as all strength left her and she slump
ed against him.
“It’s a trade, baby. I’ll give you everything you’ll ever want,” he whispered in to her ear, nibbling her ear lobe. A jolt of electricity ran through her body as he kissed her neck before scooping her into his arms. “And in return, you’ll give me your body. Any time, in any way.”
Leah’s head was spinning as he carried her up a few flat stones stacked next the boulder to serve as steps. What did he mean? Was she agreeing to it? Did she really have a choice? Before she knew it, he laid her on the warm stone slab and raised her arms above her head, fastening the shackles to an iron loop that had been driven into the rock. She looked up at the clear blue sky to see a flock of birds was flying over them as the sun sank behind the jungle canopy.
Adam untied the thin straps of the sheer dress and slid it down off of her body. The sun-warmed rock pressed against her bare back as tiny droplets of mist began to coat her skin. He took off his shirt and leaned back on his knees, eyeing Leah’s naked body laid out before him as he undid his pants. She looked up as he freed his immense erection, the first one she’d seen in what seemed like ages. Biting her bottom lip, she locked her knees together and stared up at him timidly. This had all happened so fast and she didn’t know what to think. She let out a gasp as he pulled her legs apart and ran his hands up her inner thighs.
Warm kisses trailed up her legs as his hands caressed her stomach, the sensation so wonderful that Leah couldn’t help but let out a groan. It had been so long since she’d been touched and she had wanted Adam so badly since she first saw him. His moist lips parted her folds and his tongue found her clit, flicking it wildly as hot pleasure crept over her body. Strong fingers pushed deep inside her and she widened her legs, her body making the decision to give in as her mind still grappled with her situation. He kept lapping at her until she let out a cry and gushed, showing that she was ready to receive him.
He rose up from between her legs and crawled on top of her, gripping his rigid cock and sliding it over her throbbing clit, teasing her as she spread her legs even wider. Entering her slowly, he let out a long breath of satisfaction as Leah tensed up around him. Her dripping pussy was tight from neglect and stretched around the thickest cock she’d ever seen that was only halfway in. Sensing her body needed a distraction, he bent down to bite her earlobe as he drove his length inside of her. Leah let out a whimper while he kissed her neck as her body relaxed beneath his weight. Her hips rose up to meet him as his arms encircled her, holding her steady against the first rhythmic thrusts.
After a few seconds, he couldn’t hold back any longer and began sinking into her faster, pressing her soft cheeks into the unyielding stone. He attacked her nipples with his mouth, sucking on them hungrily as he pumped into her faster and faster. Desire overtook her as she forgot how she’d gotten here. She surrendered to his cravings, her moans of ecstasy were lost in the forest. His hands made their way down her back and gripped her ass, his fingers pulling her crease apart as he drove himself deeper as he bit down on her nipple.
She cried out and her body flexed against his invasion, but she was pinned between his hard heavy flesh and the slab she was tethered too. His unbearable thickness expanded her and she squirmed beneath him, filling her with fire as he drilled into her tightness . He groaned and began to fuck her harder, pulling her nipple roughly between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue as his fingers dug into her cheeks. She thrashed against him as he impaled himself ruthlessly and he released one hand from her behind to slap her thigh harshly. His eyes locked with her and he gave her a stern stare and another slap.
Leah forced her body to relax and his hand returned to it’s vice grip on her ass, her limp legs widening further as her captor continued to satisfy himself with her tormented flesh. His greedy thrusting pushed down on her and pressed her body against the rock, wildly bouncing whichever breast was free from his mouth’s onslaught. The impact traveled up her torso and began shifting her upwards. Adam released her ass to fold his arms beneath her back and wrap his hands around her narrow shoulders. The force of his bombardment was trapped inside her body with nowhere to escape as his hips slammed into hers. Energy built within her and the burning in her crevice subsided as she lay there helpless and immobilized beneath the crazed beast on top of her.
She writhed in arousal as delight mingled with his crushing ferocity. Her stretched pussy started spasming against the rod that filled her completely. Her climax rocked her body, the intensity increasing as she wiggled and found herself unable to move. Another wave of delirium hit her while she lay pinned beneath his frenzied stabs as his body began to shudder, his grunts getting louder. With a howl, he released inside of her and rammed himself in as deep as he could go, slamming into her cervix as he pulled her shoulders down so hard it arched her back. Bending down to kiss her soft face, he held her steady on his spurting cock and left it inside long after it was spent.
Leah jerked as he slowly removed himself, the fire of his presence coursing through her loins. He spread her legs and eyed her throbbing pussy as if inspecting it. Her arousal now quenched, she was left with nothing but confusion and suddenly tears started spilling from her eyes. He heard the soft cries and raised his head as she started to pull against the shackles, her blubbering growing more panicked. Adam fumbled through his pants pockets, quickly finding a silver key. He deftly undid her shackles and she threw her arms around him, scrambling to get closer as he cradled her. A torrent of emotions engulfed her as she sobbed into his chest and she looked up at him with bewildered eyes. He wiped the hot tears away, cupping her face in his hands while he softly kissed her trembling lips before scooped her up into his arms.
Leah nuzzled her head into his neck as he carried her along the dark forested path back to the homestead. She was calmer now and felt oddly safe in his thick arms. When they got back the big house was lit up invitingly and he carried her inside. Leah lifted her head to get her first glimpse of what she assumed would be her home. It wasn’t a huge house, but it very spacious and the living room had vaulted ceilings. There were ample windows and a few pieces of nice furniture, but it was mostly empty.
He carried her up a long curved staircase upstairs and down the hallway to a large bedroom. There was a four post bed in the center draped with white cloth netting, and the puffiest, most inviting pillows Leah had ever seen. She let out a long yawn as she realized how exhausted she was. Adam looked down at her and smiled. He laid her down on the bed and she curled up in to a tight ball while he covered her in a soft sheet, tucking it all around her body until she was basically swaddled. He crawled into bed next to her and wrapped his body around hers, softly rocking her back and forth while she drifted off to sleep.
She awoke a few hours later alone, and twisted her way out of the tight sheet. Sitting up abruptly, Leah looked around the unfamiliar room and remembered the insane situation she was in. Wrapping the white sheet around her naked body, she walked over and slid open a door that led to the outside. She stepped onto an expansive balcony that was almost as large as the bedroom itself and lit up with torches. Her bare feet tentatively slid across the wooden planks, but found that they were sanded incredibly smooth. Reaching the edge, she leaned over the railing and inhaled the wonderfully fresh air of the jungle. The sound of the frogs and crickets were incredibly loud as she stared up at a billion stars she hadn’t seen since she had to move back to the city.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it? Almost as beautiful as you.” She spun around and saw Adam relaxing on an Adirondack chair, whittling away at a small wooden carving. “I’m glad you’re awake,” he said, rising and approaching her with a grin. “I’m starving.” She couldn’t help but smile back. He leaned forward and kissed her, his hands finding the sheet she was using to cover herself and pulling it open. “You won’t be needing that.”
“What if I get cold?” Wrapping the sheet around herself tightly, she looked up at him defiantly. He let out a sigh and pulled it off of her quickly and eyed her bare breasts.
> “We’re in a tropical rainforest, Leah. It’s got to be 85 degrees right now,” he replied with a laugh. She couldn’t help but smile wide with excitement. The rainforest, under the stars with a gorgeous man she was absolutely crazy for. And apparently, she was his sex slave that wasn’t allowed to wear any clothes. That last part was still pretty weird.
“I don’t want anyone else to see me,” she told him, embarrassingly looking down at her bare body.
“Neither do I, to be honest.” Adam lifted her chin and kissed her forehead. “So you’ll have little contact with the staff for now. Which is mainly composed of women.” He ran his fingers through her hair reassuringly. “And the most skilled homosexual mercenaries I could find,” he laughed. She looked at him quizzically and he nodded with a smirk, making her giggle and relax.
They made their way back inside and went downstairs to the dining room. An impressive spread of seafood was already on the table, along with bowls of beautifully colored tropical fruit and vases with exotic flowers. Adam pulled out the chair for her and waited until she began eating before diving into his own dinner.
“So, I take it you’re not a carpenter,” she inquired, breaking the silence as they looked at each other across the table.
“Well, not professionally,” he started, “but it is one of my greatest passions.” He opened a bottle of Champagne and poured her a glass. “I actually built this house, and this table. Along with the cabinets, shelves, and basically anything else you see that is made out of wood. Even the floors.”
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