He then grabbed her other arm and brought it to her back as well. Her struggles were useless--his grip on her wrists was like a vice.

He pushed his full body weight down on her, once again knocking her breath away. He took this opportunity to shift his position over her. He scooted down, now pinning her legs to the ground at the knee with his shins. His hands dwarfed hers and he was able to change his grip, holding both of her wrists behind her with a single hand.

This freed his other arm to begin its work. Although he had to stretch awkwardly to reach, he was able to grab the waist of her pants and pull down. Her outfit was very tight-fitting and so he ripped the cloth more than anything else. At any rate, he had succeeded in exposing the pinned bandit’s womanhood.

As she realized what was about to happen to her, the bandit strained and struggled even harder but, as before, to no avail. Her screams of desperation were muffled by the shallow water that she could just barely keep her head above.

With his free arm, the traveler pulled up his robe, exposing his erection. A pouch in his belt produced a vial of blue liquid. He pulled the cork from the vial with his teeth and poured the substance over both his penis and the bandit’s vagina and ass. Although this was not its intended purpose, he had long ago discovered that potions of Endure Elements worked wonderfully as lubricant.

He tossed the empty vial aside and adjusted himself to the task at hand. He entered her slowly, relishing her futile struggles and shouts. Achieving deep penetration, he then began to quicken his pace. His free hand grabbed a cheek of her ass and parted it to the side so he could look down and watch himself pump into and out of the bandit’s vagina.

At one point, his weight shifted enough such that she was able to move her lower body a few inches. Unfortunately, she did this right before an inward thrust and her movement caused his penis to slip out of her vagina, only to thrust into her anus instead. The lubrication allowed it to slide in fully but did nothing to dull the pain of sudden, forceful anal entry.

The traveler howled in laughter at this and did not slow his rhythm at all. The bandit’s struggles began to subside.

Although he felt that he might soon approach climax this way, the traveler longed for a different position before he was done with her. However, he wasn’t sure how to go about it. Based on her earlier stupid decision, he knew that he couldn’t trust her with any amount of freedom. Which left him with only one option.

He shifted his weight slightly and with his next thrust, scooted the two an inch deeper into the river. Another thrust, another inch. She was now straining her neck and back as far as she could to barely keep her nose and mouth above the waterline.

The traveler then brought his free hand to the back of her head and pushed it to the riverbed. Because he was over a foot taller than her, he was able to do this without compromising his control over the rest of her body.

Her panic renewed as she struggled against the force of his arm. Bubbles rose to the surface, just inches below her mouth, as she screamed in total desperation.