I didn’t sleep a bit last night. I have been replaying what happened over and over again. My vagina is raw from the struggle; I’m not sure I could even walk. I haven’t tried to move due to the tight grip the Neanderthal has on my waist. He is getting a bit restless, so I’m guessing he will wake up soon. I just don’t want to wake him up, in case that angers him. I never want to make him mad again. I’m not sure when or if I’ll be able to escape but I know making him angry won’t help.
I feel his rough, calloused hands rubbing my side; I’m praying that he isn’t ready for round two, but I’m sure he is. He rolls me over so I’m face to face with him, I feel his hardness pressing against my raw slit. I don’t know what to do so I signal the best I can that I have to pee. I feel relieved that he knows what I’m saying. He stands up and ties one of my hands with a piece of what I would assume is leather. He pulls it a little to make sure that it’s on there tight. I’m still naked as He leads me outside to a bush. I look around, but I can’t see my pod. I have no idea where I could be, if I could escape, I wouldn’t know which direction to run.
As we walk back, I notice my clothes hanging at the front of the cave. I point at them, but the Neanderthal doesn’t acknowledge me. I won’t push the subject. He leads me back to the fur where we laid last night. He has me on my back while he uncovers his manhood. It’s just as terrifying as it was last night. The tears start streaming down my face; I couldn’t stop them if I tried. His rough finger touches my sore slit. I start shaking because I’m still in pain from last night. I can’t do this again. My sobs begin to get louder, but he just grunts at me in response. I cover my mouth to try to keep quiet; it doesn’t help much. His enters me with his rough hand; I can’t believe how painful a single finger could be. I want to cry out, but I remember that I can’t make him mad right now. I hate how my fear is making me wet.
His eyes meet my own; He wipes the tears off them with his unoccupied hand. I hope for a second that he realizes that this is wrong and lets me go. I know it’s a long shot as I watch him rub his hand over his rock hard cock. I close my eyes knowing that he is about to cram himself into me. I can’t help but wish I was back in the lab telling them that I’ve changed my mind. I scream as he rushes his tip in me; I didn’t mean to, but he is so large that I feel like he is tearing me open all over again. I wish I never took this mission. I’m going to be stuck here getting fucked by this huge Neanderthal forever. My tears pool at the sides of my face as he rams himself into me over and over again. He smells like mud and sweat; it’s so animalistic. His grabs my ass with his rough hands to get a better grip; It feels like he is trying to go deeper, but that’s not possible. My narrow opening won’t allow it. I notice something strange building inside me; I’m about to cum. I’ve never had an orgasm from penetration before. I am overcome with shame as an orgasm shoots throughout my body.
I cover my face because I don’t want to look him in the eyes. I’m just counting the seconds until he is done; I can’t live like this. I am disgusted that I got off by being fucked by him. It feels like a thousand years have passed when I feel his warmth fill me. He rolls over and pants for a second while I quickly cover myself. The rest of the group still stares at me like I’m an alien or something. I just want to wake up and realize this was all an awful dream. I look over at him, and he is smiling. It’s easily one of the creepiest things I’ve ever experienced. He walks over to talk with the other Neanderthals. It’s weird hearing them speak, almost like babies mumbling. I can’t help but wonder what they’re saying. Are they talking about killing me? Are they going to take me back? I hope the let me go, but with that grin on his face I’m sure it won’t happen.
A few of the females bring my clothes, some food, and a bladder of water. I’m starving, so I eat everything they give me before I get dressed. What’s the worst that can happen? It might poison me, but at least I won’t be here anymore. The oldest of the ladies kneels next to me to start washing me while another braids my hair. I stand up to put my clothes; one of the women motions me over to her and ties my wrist to her own. I’m a little shocked by how friendly and soft they’re being with me as we leave the cave.
They seem to be scavaging. They’re showing me roots and flowers before putting them in straw baskets. The female I’m attached to takes me over to a few poppy flowers. It doesn’t take me long to realize that they’re harvesting them for opium. She grabs a few pods and pulls me back to the cave. I watch as she starts to make a tea of some sort out of the poppy pods and a few other roots. I do find this very interesting, but I want to get away before their leader comes back. I’m so sore that it hurts to walk; luckily she doesn’t have me moving much. After stirring the mixture, she walks over to me embraces me. It seems like she is trying to comfort me. We sit there for what seems like hours as she cradles my head in her lap. I felt somewhat safe for a bit and dozed off to sleep.
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Thanks for reading! You can view part one [HERE](http://crystalcavernstories.com/2015/07/nailed-by-the-neanderthal-part-one-forced-sci-fi/) or look in my history! Kaycee
This is fantastic. I can’t wait for the next bit.