She couldn't stop him as he moved his head down and took one of her itchy red nipples inside his mouth. He sucked gently at her tit, and it sent vibrations of pleasure all the way through her. She tried to push his head away, but it was futile; finally she couldn't stand it anymore. She dug her fingernails into his face.

He screamed in rage and jumped away from her.

Carol tried to run, but he caught her quickly. This time he slammed her against the tree with such fury that he could have broken her back.

"I wish I wouldn't have to do this, baby," he said. "But you leave me no choice."

"What are you going to do?" she gasped.

He dragged her through the brush and trees to a clearing where he had parked his car. He kept his hand around her wrist as he reached into the back seat. He pulled out some ropes.

"What are you going to do w-with those?" she asked fearfully.

"I got to fix you where you won't claw me any more bitch."

"I promise I won't," she whispered, "don't tie me up! I promise I won't do that."

All of her life she had been afraid of being tied up. She didn't want to be so completely out of control.

He forced her down on her back. He had steel rods already implanted in the ground. He tied her hands up above her head and then tied her feet to the rods. Her gown was so tight that he couldn't pull her legs far apart. He got the gown off and left her only in her panties.

He took a good look at her in the moonlight.

"Shit, you're built, baby," he said. "You're built really good. I could just lick you to death."

She writhed as he bent down to her. His hands stroked her big tits again. She gasped for breath as her nipples started to swell. This time she couldn't stop him as his lips moved across one luscious nipple. He sucked her hard red nipple and rolled it beneath his tongue. He moved his hungry mouth to her other tit.