Claudia Bivens was born into the Biven's business empire. With two very successful parents that both came from already wealthy families, Claudia never knew what it was like to want for anything. She grew up getting everything she ever wanted or thought she wanted. This warped her sense of reality drastically. To her, everything was just a credit card charge away. Even people could be bought and sold for a paltry price. The staff that her family hired all grew to despise the girl as she grew older. It wasn't that she was exceptionally demanding. She had the view that she deserved everything the second she wanted despite how long it may actually take to give it to her. Most of the staff had become used to her berating. They had been employed there for many years before the seventeen year old was born. 

Matthew Biven's decided that his daughter needed a place to spend her summer vacation that year since he and his wife would be traveling extensively and needed a break from the family life. He purchased a large southern estate that covered approximately 1,300 acres. The palatial horse farm had been given the name Wildflower Manor because of the large fields of wild flowers that surrounded the edges of the property. When the Manor was purchased Matthew kept on the original staff that the former owners had hired. 

Claudia arrived mid-afternoon one tempestuous early summer day. There had been an omnious storm brewing since morning and when the limo finally pulled into the drive the dark clouds hung overhead. The staff had been assembled in the foyer to meet her. When she walked in she looked them over. Immediately, she singled out Charlie Allenbaugh, head of the stable crew.  She pushed past the others and stood toe to toe with him. Her lips curled into a thin smile as she coldly stared into his face.

"Is this how you dress to meet your new boss on the first day?" she mockingly asked. "Do you realize I can call my Daddy right now and have you fired on the spot for wearing these rags..."

Charlie dropped his gaze. The anger inside him flaired as he stood there in front of the brat. He swallowed hard as he fought back his urge to backhand the willful child and put her in her place. He looked down at his dusty, worn jeans and the white t-shirt he wore, then looked up at her. It wasn't in his nature to allow others to disrespect him.

"Ma'am... It would hardly do to dress in my best attire to clean the stables and take care of the horses. I have a job to do. That is why I am here. Now... If you are finished I will get on with it... Ma'am" he retorted in a slightly disdained tone. 

Claudia was shocked by his answer. She glared around at the staff that stared in silent horror. They had all been informed about how spoiled she was when one of the family's staff arrived to make sure things were going to be as she required.  Charlie pulled the dingy green ball cap from his back pocket and put it on. He didn't say another word as she dismissively waved her hand at them all and stormed off to her bedroom.

For the next three weeks the relationship between staff and Claudia was a tense one. Every day when she would go to the barn and check on the horses, Charlie would always be around, cleaning the stables, exercising the horses, feeding and brushing them. She could not help but notice his physique. He was a beautiful example of the male form, from his rippling, well defined muscles, down to his dirty blonde hair and deep golden tan. He had these piercing blue eyes that would make her freeze up for a split second whenever he would look at her. 

Claudia refused to let herself be attracted to him. He was just the help. He was beneath her. She never missed an opportunity to belittle him infront of the others. This greatly upset Charlie. He had never allowed anyone to treat him so pourly in his life. He was not about to start now. After learning her routine around the Manor, he quickly began to devise a plan. Despite the consequences of the actions he had to teach this little brat a lesson in respect. 

It happened so quickly. Charlie watched her leave that night for her normal evening ride. Claudia had set out to Potter's Lake, which was nestled in the middle of a little wooded area at the west end of the property.  It was so tranquil there. She tied the horse, Destiny, to the tree at the edge of the clearing.  Claudia loved this little hideaway away from everyone. She often went there with her backpack concealing her bottle of chilled wine. No one dared speak of her little habit though. Little did she know that tonight it would not be the peaceful little retreat but the landscape for the most humiliating experience of her life. The unseasonably cool summer air gave her a chill as the sun began to sink behind the hills.

It was just about dusk. Claudia had laid out a blanket from her backpack and was lounging about drinking her evening libation. In the distance she could hear the roar of an ATV, which seemed to grow closer then suddenly disappear.  There was a rustling in the woods behind her. She just assumed it was one of the woodland creatures that populated the forest there. Out of the wooded darkness stepped Charlie. With a swift blow to the back of the head she collapsed. The glass of wine tumbled to the ground and spilt, splattering all over her sheer white dress and the blanket beneath her.

Her limp body was hefted up in his arms and carried deeper into the woods.  She soon awoke with a splitting headache. The huge bump on her head throbbed as she lifted her head. Startled, she looked around quickly. She tried to move but it was useless. Her arms and legs were bound with rough rope to two trees, stretching them wide from her body. In her mouth was a filthy bandana tied as a gag. She saw a fire crackling a few feet in front of her. On the other side of the flames sat Charlie. He watched her with growing delight as she struggled to get free. 

"Oh I see you are awake Ma'am." He rose to his feet and approached her slowly. 

She tried to scream through the gag but the fabric prevented any intelligible sounds to escape. He stroked her cheek for a moment as he chuckled to himself. Her eyes were widened like a frightened animal. She wasn't fully aware of what was to come just yet. She was terrified. His fingers then traveled through her hair to the painful lump on her scalp. He ran his fingers roughly over it.

"Hmmm still hurts a bit doesn't it?  Sorry about that Claudia... but like they say pain builds character." He then backhanded her across the face. 

Tears streamed from her brilliant green eyes. He watched with delight as the terrified teenager struggled. He ran his pointer finger along the edge of the gag. The cruelly delighted smile played across his lips as he watched her try to make sense of it all. He knew that she would never forgive him for this, but he didn't really care. Tonight he would break her spirit and teach her how it feels to be humiliated.

He looked at her wrists. They were red and rubbed raw from the rough rope that encircled them. He shook his head and chuckled. 

"Some people never learn... The more you struggle the worse all of this is going to be. I can guarantee that right now Claudia" he sternly answered. "Now... I am going back to the Manor to gather up a few things. I will return to you shortly. Be a good girl" he cruelly laughed.

She tried to plead with him not to leave her but the words came out muffled and jumbled. He looked her over one more time. Her nipples were protruding nicely against the thin material of her dress. The cool night air was surely having an affect on her. He pinched the pointy little nub and gave it a sharp twist. She jerked from the pain. He then disappeared into the darkness.

She stood there for what seemed like hours but was just a short time in reality. All around the sounds of nature fueled her fear. She was not used to being out in a place like this. Her heart raced as she frantically glanced about, peering into the darkness for some hope that someone would rescue her. To her dismay, Charlie was the only one to arrive. He had returned with provisions strapped to the ATV he returned upon. 

She tried not to squirm but the pain building inside her didn't help matters. She had to urinate badly. It had been hours since she had went and now her bladder felt as if it would burst. Charlie watched her, assessing the situation. He walked over to her and placed one hand against her stomach and the other against the small of her back as he stared into her eyes. He pushed hard against her stomach as he laughed.

"What's wrong princess? Gotta piss?" he asked.

Claudia groaned as he began to push harder. It was a struggle not to breakdown and just let it all out right then. He continued to press against her. Suddenly, she lost control. The crotch of her panties became dripping wet as the urine flooded out of her. She sobbed loudly as an embarrassed blush filled her face. She could not believe what this monster was doing to her. Charlie walked away from her, chuckling loudly as he moved toward the seat he had previously occupied. 

As he stoked the fire, he ignored her completely, focusing only on the flames. Claudia was enraged. The bitter hatred grew in the pit of her stomach as she glared at him. He had no right to treat her this way. She was a Bivens for God's sake, and did not deserve such vile treatement. He pulled a large bundle from the napsack that sat next to him.  Her glare narrowed as she watched him unwrap the bundle, and seen the sandwiches it contained. Her stomach growled at the site of food. Her anger and humilation had made her forget she had not eaten since brunch, but now her hunger was overpoweringly noticable.

Charlie paid her no mind as he munched on the sandwich, his gaze remaining fixed on the fire as he thought quietly to himself. She could see a self congratulating smile crossing his lips as he chewed each bite. His eyes caught a glimpse of her, seeing how her gaze followed the hand that held the food. Having eaten his fill, he tossed the remainder of his sandwich into the fire. She loudly protested against the gag, staring fiercely at him. 

"Oh is her highness hungry?" he smirked. "Well I'm sorry. There doesn't seem to be anything here suitable for a woman of your.... position. I guess you'll have to hope someone comes by with some caviar or something. I wouldn't want you to have to lower yourself to eating what the help eats."

The cruel gleefullness in his voice cut her deep. She watched him wrap the rest of the sandwiches back up and slide them into the bag before he fetched a sleeping bag from the four wheeler. He laid it out carefully on the opposite side of the fire as well as a small pillow. Claudia could not believe it. He could not possibly be considering leaving her there over night light that. That is just what he was preparing to do. Her pitiful attempt to struggle made him laugh as he watched her plight.

"Goodnight princess... Maybe in the morning we will see if your manners have improved any," he said as he settled into the sleeping bag. 

Soon he was asleep, leaving her alone with her misery. Claudia thought about all the ways she was gonna make him pay for his actions when she was freed. Her hatred for him grew more and more as she watched him enjoying the peaceful slumber. Her bound wrists and ankles were raw and aching, coupled with the hunger pangs, made it impossible for her to drift off. It was near dawn when fitful sleep found her, leaving her hanging limply from her tethered limbs. Her dreams were filled with images of food, rich decadent cakes and savory gourmet meals fit for aristocracy. 

She awoke to the delightful smell of fresh eggs frying. Her stomach rumbled and cramped from the hunger that consumed her. She wearily opened her eyes to find Charlie cooking his breakfast over the remaining fire. It had died down greatly and was now just right for cooking. She gave a weak groan, hoping he would take pity on her. He looked up at the prone girl and smiled.

"Well good morning Claudia. After I finish my breakfast we will see about getting you cleaned up, and if you are a good girl, I may feed you as well," he chuckled turning his attention to the eggs.

She could only sigh heavily as she hung her head again. Her energy was spent, leaving her too debilitated to attempt to struggle for now. She was not too far gone to plot her next move. If she could only pretend long enough to get untied, she could escape. She could flee his company and have her revenge exacted when he was caught. Claudia could not bear to watch him scarf down his breakfast while she stood there starving.

Once he was finished, he disappeared from sight for a few minutes. She could not help but wonder what new torture she would face when he returned. Again she closed her eyes, nearly drifting back out of consciousness when she felt a tug on her clothing. Startled, she opened her eyes to find Charlie cutting off her clothing one piece at a time, leaving the discarded scraps of fabric at her feet. Her protesting started once again, falling on deaf ears as the mumbled nonsense penetrated the gag. His hands moved quickly as he completed the task as mechanically as one would treat an animal. There was no emotion in his face as he proceeded. 

A shrill shriek escaped as the nude girl felt the frigid water touch her skin. He used an old sponge to work up a lather on her flesh. The smell of lake water turned her stomach. Despite his effort to cleanse her, she felt dirtier than ever. He roughly caressed her skin, making goosebumps form on her skin with each pass. Her nipples stood erect after his hand passed over her chest. The icy water was making her so cold she ached all over. He chuckled as he watched her twist and cry.
 
Much to both of their surprise, a warm trickle of urine fell from her as his hand slid down her body toward her hairless mound. She was so humiliated that she just wanted to curl up and die. He angrily glared at her.

"You better not piss on me girl. I swear you will regret it," he said in a stern voice. "You are going to be punished for this. I assure you of that."

He scrubbed roughly between her legs, making her groan in discomfort as she squirmed. He then walked away, having finished soaping her up. When he returned from Potter's Lake with a fresh buckets of water, she was greated with icy splashes of water to rinse her clean.  Once again, when his task was completed, he disappeared from her range of vision. It was several minutes before he returned, and when he did, Claudia was definitely not happy to see him.

In his had was a long thin branch, still green and very flexible. Her eyes widened in horror as she tried to plead with him, knowing his intentions. He paid her no attention as he walked behind her. The first blow landed against her creamy cheeks, leaving a thin red streak across them. Again the stinging bite of the branch touched her, making her yelp loudly fromt he pain. He continued to redden her bottom with a flurry of blows, leaving an intricate design across her flesh. Each strike brought a new flood of tears to her eyes. 

Finally satisified with the spanking he delivered, he stood back for a moment. He adjusted his throbbing cock, a bit surprised by the affect that it had upon him. Undoing the gag, he then walked around to the front of her. Her head hung as she tried to hide the tears. He placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her face as she sobbed softly. 

"Now, am I going to have to spank you again or are you going to behave?" he asked gently.

"I.... I will behave," she wept defeatedly.

"Good then I will give you something to eat and we can discuss your attitude toward me and the others who work for you," he said as he stroked her cheek softly.

Charlie walked over to the napsack and pulled out a sandwich from the bundle. He offered her a bite, watching her turn her head in disgust as she caught a whiff of the hard salami and cheese. He stared at her for a moment at the willful brat, throwing the sandwich on the ground. He could not believe the thought that was crossing his mind, but the urge took presidence over his other thoughts. He walked over to the napsack and pulled out a long length of rope. He stood in front of her, wrapping one end of the rope around her right wrist and tying it securely.

"What the fuck..." her words were cut off with a harsh backhand across the face.

"Quiet. You will see what I have planned for you now," he said, untying her wrist from the tree.

He then walked behind her, wrenching her arm to her back before he wrapped the rope around her neck. She was terrified as she felt him untie the other wrist. He pulled her arms closer to her neck, leaving them behind her as he tightened the rope, tying it firmly in place.

"If you struggle or if you act up, you will choke. Plain and simple..." he said as he stared into her eyes. "Since you didn't find the sandwich to your liking, there is only one other thing I have to offer you."

He unzipped his pants and freed his swollen cock. Claudia stared in disbelief at the throbbing appendage. He grabbed a handful of her hair, and bent her forward, watching her cringe in pain. Her face was now level with his cock, as the head touched her clenched lips. She wanted to scream but she knew that would only make him yank the rope around her neck. He pulled harder on her hair until her lips parted to release a yelp. He forced the head of his cock into the warm confines of her mouth, feeding the rest in with a single thrust. She gagged around him as he held his cock in her throat for a moment.

His hips began to move, working his cock in and out of her mouth. His eyes clenched shut as he fucked her throat, not caring that she was sobbing softly as he was using her. His grip on her hair tightened as he staved off his orgasm for the moment. He loved the power he felt over her at that moment. Her little whimpers and cries only seemed to fuel the unbridled lust he was releasing. Finally, her throat won out as he forced her face roughly against him, filling her throat with a thick creamy load of cum. She swallowed quickly to keep from choking on it as it emptied into her. 

Charlie released her, watching her struggle to keep from contorting into a more painful position. He chuckled as he watched her struggling to keep her balance. He cruelly pushed her forward, knocking her off balance. Her arms began to move frantically as she tried to find a way to push herself back up, causing her to choke herself with the rope. Charlie watched as she struggled, her eyes wide as the panic grew with each gasp for air. The fear gripped her soul, causing her to even lose control of her bladder once again. He slid his cock back into his pants then reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a large pocket knife, which he promptly flicked open and severed the rope around her throat. 

Claudia sobbed loudly as she laid there in the puddle of urine, her legs still stretched wide, the rope digging into her ankles. She hated him for reducing her to this. No one had ever treated her this way. He quickly retied the loose ends, keeping her wrists bound tightly. He slide the knife back into his pocket.

"I just saved your worthless life," he chuckled. "You know what that means don't you." 

"FUCK YOU, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO ALMOST KILLED ME!" she yelled angrily at him.

"No. I told you if you struggled you would choke yourself. I did not touch you Claudia. You will be punished for the outburst though," he smirked.

Claudia just began to sob harder. She knew that he was in charge now and no matter how much she hated him, she had to be nice now or she would suffer many more indiginities. Within seconds she felt the sting of the switch once again as he began to whip her firm cheeks. Each strike forced a yelp from her lips. As Charlie watched the thin red welts appear, he felt his cock stirring again. The sight of her laying helplessly before him, her legs spread widely, her sex displayed before him. He knew he had to have his cock inside her. 

The lashes continued as his cock swelled in his pants until it was almost unbearable. Her ass was striped with dozens of red welts, leaving it hot to the touch. Charlie stripped, tossing his clothes a few feet away to keep from getting them wet. Claudia began to scream as she felt him kneel down behind her. She could feel his cock bumping against her as he pulled her to her knees, leaving her face in the pissy wetness. With one hand gripping her hair, turning her face into the mushy ground beneath it, he used his other hand to line the tip of his cock up with her little virgin slit. 

Her begging and crying was muffled as her face was rubbed into the moist ground as he let go, leaving her helplessly bound. With a little force, he was able to work the head into her pussy. It was the tightest he had ever felt, even for a virgin. He reached down, rubbing her clit as the head of his cock remained lodged inside her. His fingers skillfully worked over her, causing a little of her natural juices to flow. She sobbed uncontrollably as he teased the little nub. Once she was sufficiently wet, he abruptly stopped, his hands landing firmly on her hips. He drew back slightly before plunging his cock into her, hilting himself in a single thrust.

She shrieked as she felt him burst through her hymen and fill her completely with his cock. She wanted to die from the pain of it and the sheer humiliation. Charlie grunted loudly as he began to pull her limp body back and forth with each thrust. He savagely fucked the spoiled teen as her face ground into the dirty earth beneath her. The blood from her broken virginity helped lubricate the extremely tight hole. His fingers dug into her flesh as his pounding thrusts came quicker and harder. It wasn't going to take long to make him cum like this. 

Charlie gritted his teeth, trying desperately to hold back from filling her with his cum just yet. As much as he loved the warm confines of her cunt, he knew better than to cum inside it. One unwanted pregnancy and his life would be over, not to mention that tight little puckered opening still remained untaken. He pulled out of her, putting the head against the opening, causing her to shriek and struggle. In a sheer lustful rage, he sunk his cock into her ass with a powerful stroke. She screamed loudly as he began to immediately use her just as brutally as he had before switching holes. 

It didn't take Charlie long to lose control. The more she tightened to try to force him out, the harder her muscles gripped his cock, making it heavenly for him. He gave her a final yank back into him, lifting her face from the ground by a handful of hair as he groaned loudly. As his cum pumped deep into her bowels, she cried, completely broken by the experience. He quickly pulled out, letting her face drop back to the ground as he rose to his feet. He decided that he better get cleaned up and try to get her presentable to take back to the house.

As Charlie washed up in the frigid creek water, he thought about what he had just done. Part of him felt really bad for how roughly he had treated her. She deserved to be punished, but not as badly as what the heated lusts caused him to do. Once he had cleaned himself up, he returned to where he had set up camp. Claudia remained there crying and shaking, clearly traumatized. 

He quietly walked to his clothing, pulling the knife out of the pocket of his jeans. He sliced through the ropes, freeing her of the binds before scooping her up in his arms. He didn't say a word as he carried her down to the lake.  He walked back into the cold water, stopping when he was waist deep. He sat Claudia on her feet, leaving her standing alone in the icy creek. 

"When you finish washing up, we'll go back to camp," he stated as he sat down to watch her.

Claudia stood there shivering, tears still running down her cheeks as she washed herself off. She dunked her head under the water, trying to wash the mess away. When she was finished she walked slowly toward him with her head down. She knew there was no use in running, her legs were still weak and aching from being bound. He walked beside her as they left the creek. Charlie stoked the fire, wrapping her in a blanket he pulled out of the duffle back. He laid out some clothing for her that he had gathered on the trip back to the house. 

She did not speak as she got dressed, watching him as he packed everything away. He pulled a sandwich from the sack, offering it to her. This time instead of turning her nose up at it, she quickly devoured the food as she stared blankly at the fire. Once he had finished, Charlie sat down next to her.

"Now Claudia... I think you have learned your lesson about how to treat others. I don't want to have to resort to this again. Do you understand?"  he asked quietly.

Claudia still did not speak, she simply nodded her head. 

"I'll take you back to the house now. One word of this to anyone, or if you start to act that way again toward me or any of the others who work for you, I won't hesitate to punish you again. Do you understand me?"

She nodded again. Charlie put out the fire, making sure he gathered everything up he hopped on the ATV. Claudia walked over to her horse, mounting it and following back to the stable. Instead of her typical rude behavior toward the others, she quietly lead the horse into its stable and went to her room. After a hot bath and a good meal, she retired to bed, never telling anyone where she had been. From that night forward, the nightmare of Wildflower Manor behaved like a dream.

