Chapter 2

NIGHT OF THE PIGS

And he was led into a dark yet glowingly fire lighted hut that had scents that hit his nose and overtook his senses as they walked up to a grass and banana leaf covered bed.

Face to face now with his youngest daughter who was nakedly spread out on it, and tied at her wrist and ankles.

Several women were now rubbing a strongly scented clear yet a bit of green syrup like substance all over her body.

Paying most attention to her firm but small breast, her nipples were swollen out like hard marbles.

She was shuddering and moaning as the women attended her rub down.

Jungue leaned over and said:: “Your youngest daughter is our best ever sacrifice to the gods, She is being prepared for a very special breeding since she could not take the boar beast cock.”

She now saw her father before her yet her state of foggy headedness made it seem more like a dream. A fog filled seeing him before her thing.

But unlike his wife, and oldest daughter, who’s language was totally eradicated by their being drugged by lord only knows what.

His young daughter was able to at least look at him and with pleading lust filled eyes she said:: “Oh Daddy their making me feel so hot up inside, oh it’s hurting and burning horridly Daddy!”

He knew his youngest daughter now just over 18 had started developing into a full woman but to see her laid out like this and being prepared like some offering at a sacrifice had him beside himself with anger for bringing them here to this god forsaken place.

All he could hear was his daughter telling him how the women were rubbing her down with whatever it was that was making her body succumb to desires it had never felt before.

As Jungue now himself said; “Your beautiful young woman daughter is beside herself with lust, she talk out of head, do not heed what she say or it will engulf you with terrible feeling!”

The tribal priestess came into the hut with yet another woman, whom Louis had known could speak at least some bit of English, though not much in fully understandable fashion but you could make out her meaning.

As he continued to hear his daughters out of head talking, like she was filled with demon spirits, and they had taken over her body and mind, as he heard her saying: “Daddy they put something in me and it burns something awful, I’m not a virgin anymore I felt it melt away and it made me cum!”

As suddenly now he heard her gasp, and saw her whole body writhe and she screamed out:” Oh its doing it even worse in me, oh it’s so hot and burns so bad!”

While Jungue seemed to step back and the tribal woman speaker stepped up now beside Louis, As his writhing churning daughter was greatly saying what was happening inside her pussy and belly.

The woman now said: “She was injected like your wife, and other daughter, with the belly opening potion, we use to help our women stay fertile, that is why your wife and daughter were able to get their wombs filled by the barraccas, your language is hog I think.”

She be fine for breeding soon just as the priestess knelt between her wide apart legs, and glared at his daughters pussy a moment.

Stepped back and gave a nod of some sort of yes, as if whatever she was waiting for was finally happening.

She now pointed at the interpreter and gave a motion as if saying tell him by her hand gestures as the woman now said: “Your beautiful daughter is now ready to be pleasured as she will soon be!”

Pointing down directly at her pussy now itself swollen lipped, like his wife’s and oldest daughters were, and it was clutching out and in as if it had become some fish sucking water through its mouth and closing as the woman now said: “See she clutches and mouths open now so she ready.”

Had it not been for whatever to hell had been blown in his face and not for the damn leaf gag he had tried to chew but only had gotten even more euphoric.

Whatever it was that had made him not only watch, but he almost enjoyed seeing his wife and oldest daughter get fucked by hogs!

And now his youngest was succumbing to the same stuff.

He was now in the state of mind that he was wanting to see her fucked to!

Now he was pushed back by the woman, as several painted and costume dressed tribal women, came to his youngest daughters side, and began untying her as she lay there moaning and writhing.

She was in complete and total ecstasy, as they helped her up from the bed like table and now helped her stay upright and now led her slowly from the hut as the woman nudged Louis and said: “Come we must watch her b breed for her first time!”

Louis and the tribal interpreter followed behind his daughter Amie being led and helped by the other tribal women, as Louis couldn’t help but admonish how beautiful Amie’s nice rounded firm butt moved as they walked.

As back into the midst of where his Wife Ellen and oldest daughter Marie were, still laid out over their carved logs, their moans of both pleasure and pain, became louder as both Louis and his youngest daughter Amie were led to the seemingly breeding arena.

Amie so lost in her world of the affects of the potions rendered her was saying: “Oh my belly is doing something, what is it, oh what’s happening to me?”

As she moved her hands on her belly and was holding it as if she was having pains but these were not pains of stomach but pains of her pussy being rendered for her breeding ritual.

As soon she was led back to her own carved log, the Priestess was awaiting her and grabbed her by the arm, and pushed her onto the log.

Amie now cried out:: “Oh I cannot do this!”

But the Priestess heeded her pleadings with no avail, forcing her head and shoulders, onto the carved log and made her get on her knees, onto the pad placed under them.

Stepped behind her now and spread her long legs out, pulled at her hips raising her ass up into the air, higher and higher, now comfortable with how she had her.

One of the other tribal women knelt beside her then reached and opened her butt cheeks widely.

The Priestess now had knelt between her legs, and had the same sort of straw used on Ellen and Marie, and now shoved it as deeply as possible into Amie’s virgin pussy.

And blew into it as Amie let out a squealing and painfully echo as her head flung back as she said: “Oh my pussy, oh my pussy is opening up inside me, I can’t take it anymore!”

Her whole body went into ecstatic convulsions, her pussy was clutching, and becoming ever more swollen out, As the Priestess removed the straw from her depths and now made a motion with her hand.

And began once again chanting into the heavens above, As the drums began to pound and beat loudly as Louis was now being seated only feet from his daughter.

His eyes glued to the site before him as Amie’s head slumped into the log, and she was now making loud grunting sounds, Her breathing becoming deeper and much more labored.

The Priestess once again tossed a thick skin like garment over her small lean back. And tied it tightly as she had with her mom and sister, leaving Amie there shaking in convulsions from head to foot.

The woman who had knelt beside Louis now said: “Do not fear for your daughter, she is in the full throes of our woman heat the substance, the priestess blew into her makes her womb, now it is willing to accept the cum of her chosen breeding partner!”

Louis had no answer, he had no qualms, he had no desire, to stop anything now, and hated himself for being drugged as he was and not staying in control of all this.

Skinny lithe little Amie seemed to be coming around ever more now, her garbled screams and cries were becoming slightly more almost understandable.

She was grunting and groaning out through labored breaths of air: “My belly is hot its burning up in me, I feel like I need to pee.”

Only she didn’t pee but what she did do was have one huge gushing orgasm then and there!

The tribal woman sitting beside her began to massage her back and was chanting up at the heavens.

Amie lay quivering, and shuddering, beneath her massaging hands still crying out her pussy and belly were on fire inside.

Now from afar of the village came the two women who had led her Moms and sisters breeding partners to mate with them.

All Were now dancing, and chanting about, as they paraded up to the log altar where Amie was now ritually prepared for her own breeding.

As behind the dancing and chanting women was led a huge dog of the tribe.

Louis had wondered about this animal because the tribe had almost treated him as some supreme being almost like a living god.

The women had bathed him daily, and sat combing his coat, and singing to him, now he was being led into the ritual arena to bred with Amie!

The huge very much mixed breed of dog, was led to Amie awaiting her first breeding.

Another woman, ritually painted, and garbed, sat at her head now and took Amie’s head and turned her face to look back, as she now bestowed the huge dog, being led to her alter for her sacrifice.