Chapter 21

Her feet faltered as the humidity climbed and felt the mud start to take her. “They’re right. I can’t win.”

The grip tightened as he held her and shouted to silence voices that wouldn’t be silenced. “Don’t give up on yourself, Donna. Fight the dark thing.”

She took in a deep breath as mud pressed past her ankles and nodded. With her father’s help, she pulled herself free of the mud and trudged deeper into the jungle. The voices grew more intense as the air thickened. Her father was the only thing to keep her going, but each step came with barbs about her being more girl than woman compared to her mother, which brought tears to her eyes.

Her father’s grip never faltered and his voice never stopped encouraging her to continue. Donna wanted to give in to the jungle, but her father wouldn’t let her. His hand never left hers and his voice never softened beneath the waves of taunting calls from her family.

The ground began to firm beneath her feet as the dark thing screamed out from all around. Her tears subsided as an opening in the jungle appeared before her. Donna turned to her father to thank him, but his nodded told her it wasn’t necessary.

She released her hand as she turned to the opening and walked onto firm grass with scents of sex in the air. The dark thing screeched out with a vengeance, but she couldn’t be touched. A cabin appeared before her with an open door and sounds of pleasure came from within. A pleasant breeze touched her face carrying stronger scents in the air.

Donna walked towards the open door as grass gave to wood beneath her feet. The sounds intensified along with the scents, which was almost overbearing. She’d never been to a whore house, but imagined the smells coming at her hard was what one smelled like.

She entered the open door and saw her family engaged in incestuous relations with her mother. Her father was there, but in her mind he was more uncle than father. Donna didn’t know what possessed her to believe her mother was his sister, but she couldn’t shake the feeling.

Her mother rode her father as Jason entered from behind and slowly fucked her ass. She watched as her mother’s hands pleasured the twins as she took them into her mouth one after the other. It was an intense scene playing out before her, which caused her to drip down her legs.

Those facing her glanced her direction with smirks on their faces as the moans of pleasure rang out and echoed off the walls. Her body hit something hard and cold, which prevented her from going any further. She placed her hands out to feel something like cold glass blocking her from going any further; at least glass was the closest her mind could grasp, since she had no other word for what she felt between her and her family.