Chapter 1 - Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this misstep and they'd taken the long trip to brazil to do a niggling exploration of the rainforest. Dee and her husband trick were in their late 30s and this was to be a trip of a lifetime. They'd always talked about visiting the rainforest and now their dream had come true.

They'd arrived at their hotel after a longsighted flight and transport and after some acclimatisation they were ready to stool the short trip to the forest from the approximate town on the fringe of the forest proper.

They had taken a short bus drive to the river and to meet a pre-arranged template who would charter them upriver venturing further into the jungle. They met Pablo at the river and after exchanging pleasantries he explained the road they were to take for the day. It would be an punishing but within their capabilities. The heat, however, and the humidity were something she had factored in and wore reasonable trek pants, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellant, though she was certainly it wouldn't be enough.

The gravy boat ride had been uneventful and after various hours the river narrowed with dense flora and trees right up to the river's edge. That's when it happened.

All hell broke loose as several arrow whizzed through the air, Pablo and John were hit and the sauceboat, in their panic, capsized and it all went black.

Dee was scared beyond mensuration about what was to take place to her. Dragged from the riverbank by these cutthroat looking tribesmen she had no idea what circumstances awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them ?

Confused by what was being said to her in a voice communication she didn't understand only compounded her sense of dread. Clearly her reaching, forced or not, had thrown the hamlet into a state of brouhaha. The villagers themselves were diffident of what to do with her and looked on her as a menace of early whitened multitude to follow ?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the vivid oestrus and sun in the heart of what looked like very primitive huts in a clearing in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her wrists into the bragging of the hut she could see, which led her to think this must be the tribal leaders'hut, but she couldn't be sure.

Even in her land of discombobulation she had a prospect to look at her captors. They were a pocket-size people than Europeans, dark skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a small string for the men that somehow they had managed to pilfer over the prepuce of their member to save it in place, but it didn't leave anything to the vision and their chunk were on exhibit. The women were equally exposed as a small thong that went around their waist also went between their peg accentuating their labia.

Inside the dismal hut, which was just barely high enough to resist in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with several colourful feathers attached to his pass clearly denoting his high condition. He exchanged lyric with her ‘ guards ’, at times animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed measured and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in front line of him. What he saw was a blonde woman in her tardily thirty-something. She has kept herself largely in shape, not by being a gym bunny girl but with a sensible diet and example. She stood at 5"1 ’, weighed around 120lb with a bosomy figure and perky 34b breasts, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the chieftain, but he held his hand up telling her to be quiet.

With a clap of his hands respective women appeared, and the guard melted into the scope. The gaffer spoke quietly with authority to the adult female and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could comprehend what was happening, her hands had been tied behind her vertebral column with some form of vines, so tightly it made it unimaginable to displace them.

"please don't do this"she pleaded but realising they didn't understand, and her protestations would be in vain.

They marched her out of the hut taking her to a post in the midsection of the village that she did n't recall being there before and tied her firmly to it with her helping hand behind her back and the stakes holding her firm. They then left her there.

It was getting non-white and most of the people had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to drink, which she hoped was water, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did quell her thirst it also had a narcotic event on her, and her anxiousness seemed to slip away.

It had gone glowering and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to digest up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of vigour and futile anyhow. Besides she still felt very mellow out from whatever it was they had given her to drink.

She was loosen and led back into the chief's hut and taken to two parallel post that she also didn't see before. The char stood either incline of her and started to undress her. Their spry fingers quickly understanding how buttons worked. Dee didn't physical object, she was still a footling woozy from the, what would later change state out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her wear and Dee stood there naked, her mamilla erect from the thrill in the air. Buckets of water supply were bought out and they began to wash away Dee from the dust and grim of her ordeal to escort. It felt both refreshing and arousing at the Lapp prison term as the women 's hands and fingerbreadth lingered on her breasts and teat. In the true the fair sex were fascinated by this white woman, the first they had ever seen. They soon moved their attention to between her legs. Dee gasped as they parted her cunt, spreading her lips wide apart and they dropped to their knee to face inside her now sopping hole.

Dee was horrified yet incredibly aroused as their finger's breadth probed cryptic inside her, the contrast of their darkness finger's breadth darting inside her encouraged more of her lubrication - she was hugely grow on.

A sharp puff forwards and she was doubled over with her decoration flat on the ground and her ass richly in the air, she knew what was coming and the women didn't disappoint. One by one they took turns fingering her ass sliding their finger's breadth in her asshole deeper and deeper. Dee was moaning loudly as they delighted in making her tremor with delight, she could feel an orgasm building. Then just as she was about to go past the point of no return the digit were removed.

Dee felt cheated but relieved in equal measuring, she didn't want to give them the satisfaction of making her cum. If she thought they had finished she was soon show wrong as she saw two of the women dragging a turgid wooden statue, roughly carved into the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of a man with a vast phallus.

It has clearly seen lots of use as the genus Phallus was worn smooth and the enceinte bulb-shaped top dog seemed to leer at Dee as it knew what was in entrepot for her.

The women half-dragged Dee to the statue and motioned her to sit on it. Dee hesitated ; she knew what was expected but that looked so big. They positioned her over the phallus and pushed her down as column inch by inch it penetrated her until the tip was pushing against her cervix. She hated to admit it, but it felt good, it was filling her pussy completely and slowly she started to depend upon it. Faster and faster she fucked herself on this wooden dildo as the women were whooping with delight. Dee wasn't going to be denied this meter and she pushed on as her climax grew and she gave a cry and shuddered down on the penis completely spent.

Dee wasn't allowed fourth dimension to rest and the char took her from the satisfying phallus and led her back to the post. This time they tied her ankles to the stakes which spread her legs widely and had the same event on her cunt sassing which spread spread out too. A small tabular array was placed behind her and she was forced back to lie on the board with her peg and her cunt assailable wide. The chief appeared and once again appraised the now naked Dee. He too was aroused by the view of this white woman with her sex on display and his to do with as he pleased.

His prick had been released and was hardening as he looked at her.

Dee cried out to him

"Please don't hurt me, please I'm mendicancy you ..."

The chief clearly didn't understand what she was saying and approached Dee until he was between her peg, his hard-on touching her cunt lips. Oh god he's going to have it off me, thought Dee, please make it quick and then leave me alone.

The chief had other idea, he was going to make use of this woman for the rest of the night and slowly he slid his hard cock inside her.

Dee gasped, not so much at the size of the cock, but how horny the whole scenario had made her. She should be repulsed and horrified by the situation but strangely she was longing for him to do it her and this forced thraldom had made her drip with excitement.

The chief started slowly at first, he was fascinated by seeing his hammer gripped by the skin of this white woman's sex and how she was lubricating his shaft so that it glistened in the one-half light of the hut's fire. He then started to pump harder and was encouraged by Dee's moan of atonement as she felt his rock-hard cock fucking her.

She knew she was going to orgasm and was amazed how salutary this felt, this old man skilfully fucking her into a mind-bending climax.

"Oh god don't stop, keep fucking me you brute, give me your sperm ..."

Dee continued with a stream of smut as her orgasm built to a shattering conclusion and whether by luck or sagacity on his part, a current of sperm hit her neck with surprising force as the gaffer loudly proclaimed his sexual climax too.

"Oooh fuck oh fuck"moaned Dee as the gaffer withdrew his cock from her.

Almost immediately his fingerbreadth were prising her pussy lip open to see his sperm seep from her sopping wet hole. Her cream mixed with his. A cleaning woman was beckoned to take the main's spot and she soon had her mouth latched onto Dee's dripping twat and greedily lapped up this creamy motley. The lapping of the tongue had the effect of bringing on another orgasm which felt as good if not as vivid as the first.

This continued for the rest of the dark with the master screwing her and shooting his load inside her and a dissimilar cleaning lady assigned to mouth tariff. She did wonder at his staying office that would put many younger men to shame.

Every metre that he had her, she enjoyed it more. She would lie on her back on a straw mat and open her pegleg for him and gasped as his dick slid deep inside her very wet cunt.

Contented she finally fell into a late sleep.

Chapter 2 - Next day

She was awoken by one of the women who was thrusting some drink and food to her. She was gesticulating to Dee to eat and making noises that suggested it wasn't an option to refuse.

She had no idea was she was eating or drink but she was so athirst and thirsty that she figured whatever it was she should try and nourish herself. It was surprisingly tasty and contained some fruit that she partly recognised.

She also realised that nudity was her only option too, her apparel having long gone and besides it seemed de rigeur for the native themselves. If she thought she was to be left alone after her night of exertions then she was mistaken. The woman, who she realised must be the chieftain's married woman, motioned for her to get up and to stick to her. Dee complied and followed her pile to the river where it was crystallise she was expected to bathe herself. The piddle was cold and yet invigorating and revitalised her nicely. Bathing done, the woman, who had been joined by other tribal women, firmly took Dee by the arm and pulled her along with her to a recollective bench that was outside the hut where she had been fucked solidly.

She was motioned to lie on the bench on her back and no sooner had she done so than her arms and peg were pulled out and to the face and fastened to some wooden living with some vine. Dee started to protest but again she realised it would be futile.

Dee has always kept her slit trimmed but it seemed these women, who were devoid of any consistency whisker, felt that she should be too. With some liquidity, akin to a soap, she was lathered between her legs and with what she assumed to be some sort of Flint River stone they started to shave her.

It wasn't unpleasant and the stone was surprisingly piercing as her short pubic hair came away easily, her hillock bald in no time. The woman then deftly took one of Dee's kitty-cat mouth and extended it so that she could remove any tomentum from there too. This was repeated until the woman was satisfied there was no shadow of hair left. Dee felt really naked now, especially when the woman parted her sassing wide to inspect her handicraft, feeling the need to slide a couple of digit into Dee's snatch for a long inspection. Dee moaned as the old cleaning lady, tentative at first, soon increased her pep pill and was soon fingerbreadth fucking her, clearly determined to lend her to orgasm. Dee moaned loudly and then shuddered to a climax on the woman's finger. The adult female looked at Dee and smiled and spoke to the other women who were watching.

They ushered Dee from the judiciary and motioned her to follow them back into the hut. The boss was waiting for them and beckoned Dee towards him. He made a spreading motion with his hands which made his intentions percipient and Dee complied and spread her legs. He was clearly horny for her and his finger's breadth parted her now clean-shaven cunt lips and slid a finger inside her. Dee moaned and prepared to submit herself to an exploration of her body.

She reached down and took his shaft in her hired hand, I ‘ m going to enjoy rather than suffer this she thought. He looked strangely at her then let her fondle his stiff manhood which was now leaking pre-cum profusely. This allowed her to oil his cock and shake up the read/write head of his cock with her ovolo and forefinger. He clearly hadn't had this done to him before and he was enjoying the adept of this white adult female paying this amount of sexual attending to him. As she fondled him his men went to her breasts and tweaked her nipples, pulling and rolling them between his fingers.

Dee was caught up in the second and didn't object when he pushed her onto the floor and on her backbone. Instinctively she opened her legs exposing her wet pussy to him, her lips were unresolved with turmoil and anticipation. Unlike his previous industrious and rushed fucking before, this time he was going to hold his time.

As her legs were open and up, he positioned himself on his knees between her his cock ramrod tough and pushing at her outdoors lip. Dee surprised herself by reaching around, clasping his buttocks and pulling him into her. She sighed deeply as he entered her and slowly they started to impress in time with each other, each thrust causing her to moan with pleasure.

Chapter 3 - The surprisal

Dee's spirit had changed immeasurably in such a unforesightful space of fourth dimension. It wasn't that her high-tech biography in the urban center was forgotten, but rather through requirement she had adapted to this simple-minded rate of life. Her nudity was ‘ just how it is'the simple pleasures of day-by-day existence was the challenge now. Surprisingly the handsome change was feeling constantly horny. Whatever it was she was eating and drinking had fired her previously sleepy libido into a have words flood. Often her commencement daily thoughts would be when she was going to get fucked and how she had embraced a longing for the chief's cock inside her. She would eagerly lie on her back, stage apart with her cunt wet and ready for him. The headman himself had acquired a liking for a good foresightful blowjob and now often finished himself down Dee 's throat with his finger's breadth buried in her cunt.

He had also encouraged Dee riding the wooden statue as a kind of foreplay, he enjoyed how wantonly she impaled herself in presence of him. He had started to dream up new ideas for satiating this impressive Andrew Dickson White woman.

Today was going to be just such a day ...

It had started like almost Clarence Day, a daily bathe with the village charwoman in the river. Many had grown used to the sight of the naked Patrick White woman, but the elder fair sex still enjoyed some close liaison with Dee though a little more clandestine of late. Her fingers would probe between Dees legs under water and usually ended with her digit knuckle deep in her snatch. Dee enjoyed this too so did nothing to warn her, besides it was a lovely quick up to the main event of the day.

After her bathing the women started talking excitedly amongst themselves and kept glancing at Dee and giggling, clearly there was something about to occur. They beckoned Dee to follow them and they walked into the jungle away from the Greenwich Village until they came to another modest clarification that Dee hadn't seen before.

In the centre of the clearing was a pen that contained a wild pig and when she looked again Dee saw that it was a male with big balls between its legs.

Oh no, thought Dee, they going to make me watch them butcher it. Dee couldn't abide fleshly cruelty of any kind and the thought of what was going to happen filled her with disgust.

Two of the women went into the pen and insisted that Dee conform to them. Once inside the pen the cleaning lady held an arm each and started tapping Dee's legs until she parted them. That was clearly a sign to the pig, who, grunting and snuffling made his way over to Dee. Before she realised what was going on, the pig had his snout between her legs and was snuffling at her cunt.

He was smelling her musk and deciding whether it liked what it smelt. Clearly it id as its snuffling became more acute and Dee could feel his snout pushing and probing her lips and she realised she was wet and her twat was parting.

Oh god what is happening to me, she thought to herself. Not only have I been enjoying this super sexual lifestyle, but now I'm getting turned on by a pig. She moaned quietly at the attention her cunt was enjoying, when some men arrived with a modest tabular array on leg and they put it in the midriff of the pen. She also noticed that the gaffer himself was there too, but he stood outside the pen and just watched.

When the table was placed the men came and restrained the pig and the cleaning lady insisted that Dee get under the board on all fours - it did contract one of the char to establish before Dee understood. She complied and then the men let the pig go. It made a bee line for Dee or more importantly the place where this pleasant-tasting sex musk was coming from and briefly proceed nuzzling her wet cunt lip again.

One of the women then picked up the cop'front leg and put them on the table, so it supported its weightiness. The Dee felt a prodding at her ass and realised it was the copper cock looking for an scuttle. The woman felt under the pig and took its cock in her hand and guided it into Dee's by now sopping wet slit. Then she felt it….it wasn't a banging ram but rather a corkscrew effect. The hammer screwing around and back as it delved further into her cunt. She had never felt anything like it but oh god it felt wonderful. The pig was enjoying it too as he grunted ever louder in what seemed like grunts of pleasance and satisfaction.

The surprisal didn't stop there though. As she felt the pig ticker copious amounts of cum inside her, she could experience her cervix being probed energetically and then its cock pushed inside it and gushed what seemed similar pints of cum in her womb.

She let out a scream of pain and pleasure, infliction at the sweetener essence of the pig cock opening her cervix, but pleasure at the feeling of this warm up cum spurting deeper inside her than she'd ever experienced in her life.

The pig then stopped the probing of her neck and Dee could feel it slide out of her small by petty. She was sorry to think it was over it had been an experience she didn't think she would delight but oh was she wrong. She had the most intense sexual experience of her liveliness to date and that was saying something considering these terminal few weeks.

After the pig withdrew from her hole, she realised she was incredibly full phase of the moon of pig cum and she could feel it erupt from her snatch with some force. The onlookers had been whooping with joy as they had watched her, and the chief had been proud of his egg white char and incredibly turned on to watch her get fucked by the pig.

He couldn't contain himself any longer and as Dee was still on all quartet, he knelt behind her and force his rock hard cock into her. Dee moaned as she was being used again but she had grown to make out being his piece of tail slave and his tool worked its trick on her again as she started to orgasm all over again.

Where was her life going and what was instore for her ?

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