Chapter 3

There was a general, palpable pause in the whole room when the snoring began, then everyone relaxed. Kneeling behind her, Kubby gazed down at the full white moons of her ass stretched up in sacrificial offering to him, with eyes bulging wide in hot uncontrolled desire. Gods of the feathered spirits! He had never seen anything like it. His black balls tingled and ached, and he longed to thrust forward into the narrow teasing slit swinging into the air before him right now without further hesitation. But he couldn't. He had waited too many hours to get her like this, helpless and kneeling like a slave in front of him. He had to get the most from it.

The black savage held himself back, purposely torturing himself for the moment in anticipation of when he would thrust forward and slide his throbbing black blood-swollen cock deep between the full white moons of her proud little ass with its white god swaying gently and defeated before him. She was an arrogant little bitch, molesting the ways of his people just like her father. He wanted to break her more than anything else in the world. He wanted to feel her squirming beneath him, needing him as much as he needed her. That would be the ultimate conquest, a proud white bitch that was repulsed and horrified with the thought of a heathen, her father called it, black cock fucking into her, suddenly turning animal and losing all control over herself, forgetting who she was, where she was, and all but the overpowering need to be fucked until she couldn't move again. The thought raced through his loins like an electric shock.

His animal cunning burned within him like a sacrificial fire. For a few torturing moments he ground his long thick cock around in the narrow white crack of her ass, pressing the soft quivering cheeks of flesh together around it to enclose it like the fitting of a warm fur-lined glove such as the one a man used on a hunting party. He leaned forward and planted a warm wet kiss with his thick rubbery lips along the standing ridges of her spine, feeling her quivering beneath him. She groaned slightly as her body shook and trembled from the moist contact at her loins and back.

Then he backed off slightly, running his long pink tongue slowly and wetly down the full length of her back until he reached the tightly clenched crack of her ass swaying gently high off the ground. Her shoulders were still held hard down against the mat by the leering Dawak and Enhar.

Kubby dropped his hands to the full rounded asscheeks, placing his thumbs on either side of the soft resilient cheeks and pressed out gently. He knew this was the time for patience. She had passed the first stage of physical submission by violence and now the conquest of her mind and spirit must be done by softness of touch. The unexpected change from pain and brutality to one of tenderness and caressing of her private genitals should, in spite of her resistance, catch her off guard. She had geared her mind to the fighting of the pain and humiliation, but not softness and pleasure. She was not prepared for it.

Her asscheeks clenched together against the pressure he was exerting with his thumbs, and he eased off slightly still keeping up a constant easy tension for a seeming thousand seconds until the straining muscles of her inner thighs slowly tired and relaxed bit by bit. His face was crouched on the same level with the thin red folds of flesh that covered her cunt, and as he watched, eyes gleaming, they slowly parted before the almost imperceptible outward pressure of his thumbs. He could see a slight moisture forming and glistening on the soft insides of her thighs, as with the easing of the pain and the fatigue of resistance, she let her backside slip wider and wider apart.

He moved his face forward, careful not to move too suddenly or harshly and alarm the sudden trust building inside her from the gentle touch he was subjecting her body to now. His face was a scant few inches from the soft brown pubic hair covering the tender resilient flanges of her cunt, and the odor was one of sweetness that drifted incitingly to his flaring nostrils. He swallowed deeply as his thumbs pressured outward and her secret cavern flowered lewdly open to his frozen gaze until suddenly it was completely and hungeringly open and the soft inner flesh came into tantalizing view. It was pink and smooth and a slight moisture from her secretions was visible, glistening and wet on the soft inner flesh of her thighs.

Kubby breathed hard and blew softly into her. She squirmed and he could hear a faint groan slipping from beneath her now open lips. She tried to move slightly, but the pressure of the other two savages' hands held her tightly in place. She was becoming quiet now, and her movements were not one of escape or fear but of reflex from the torturing touch of his hands and breath against the softness of her secret genitals.

Julie Davenport tried to still a rising moan she could feel building deep, deep inside her throat. The sudden lessening of the pain had done something to her, something frightening. It had been like the release of a great weight pressing down on her, and the unbelievable relief that follows the sudden lifting of such a burden.

She signed and let her muscles that had been so keyed against the torture relax into a loose tranquillity that increased a thousand fold by the sudden absence of pain.

Unfortunately, now there was something else, something had replaced the harsh feelings that had rained down on her helpless form through her frightened nerves a few moments ago. It was soft and feather-like, except that it was wet, wet and warm, and was making strange magical circles along the length of her naked and unprotected back. She shivered slightly as it worked its way slowly down to the rounded moons of her ass widely exposed behind her.

There was a pressure from somewhere, and she felt a cool rush of air race between the full spreading globes as the pressure increased in intensity. She clenched them tightly together in automatic rejection to the strange unknown probe. The pressure remained, gentle, and lingered as her dazed mind puzzled over it. Where was she? Who was she? What were the light tiny animals running over her sensitive white flesh, caressing her kneeling body as though they were human things except smaller and a thousand times more gentle... gentle as rain drops.

"Mmmmmnnnn!" she sighed, and her ass relaxed in a great feeling of warmth and peace as suddenly her whole ass felt open and wet as it had never felt before with the ever constant pressure pushing outwards again. Julie did not resist, and another long low mewl escaped from her lips as she let herself be pulled open wide by the magic beings playing upon her. She tried to move her shoulders, but they were locked tightly to the mat by harsh hands whose touch she no longer recognized. She could no longer think at all, but it did not matter, the hands were no longer hurting her. There was no longer the excruciating pain that had covered and permeated her entire body a few short seconds ago. There was only the light rising sensation of floating, floating on a soft gentle fleece-puffed cloud whose very warmth belied the presence of danger.

Kubby, kneeling behind her with his thumbs holding the crack of her ass wide, grinned an obscene grin. He could feel the thoughts running through her body and knew he had won his short patient battle as the cheeks of her ass slowly relaxed in front of his excited face. He pried them wide, wide apart until all of her crotch stood open and unprotected before him, his for the taking.

His head raised slowly and he pressed his face forward, pushing open his mouth hard against the wetness of her hungering cuntal slit. She squirmed slightly and he tightened his hands on her asscheeks so that she couldn't slip away, and with one quick rush of his thick wet tongue, he thrust it lewdly forward between the warm fleshy folds of her cunt.

Kubby heard the white girl gasp from the sudden unexpected entry into her soft wet hole, and a surprised sigh smothered itself into the rushes of the mat. She had jerked forward with the first hot teasing contact in an involuntary spasm of delight but quickly screwed her ass back hard against his face. Her cuntal hole contracted, opening and closing tightly around the long smooth length of his tongue sunk deep inside her. Her breath exploded down into the mat in small quick gasps that muffled themselves into tiny mewling grunts, twisting her face harder and harder into the bed as he began a sudden curling and flicking of the wet moist tongue imbedded up inside. He pushed his lips closer and began to work at the whole of her open backside, sucking and licking at it crazily while her asscheeks throbbed and swayed around his face, almost out of control.

"Aaaaahhhh, hey you!" the open mouthed Enhar gasped their favorite expression as he watched with unbelieving eyes her sudden and complete surrender to the black wildly licking face buried in her hungering cunt behind.

Dawak could not speak at all. He had released one hand from her little white shoulder and was pressing it tight against the outside of his pants where a small circle of seminal fluid had seeped its way through from the hard throbbing excitement of his aching cockblood-swollen cock. He released her shoulder with his other hand as there was no longer any need to hold the subjugated girl so hard, and he began coursing it up and down the quivering flesh of her back.

The plump Kubby worked slave-like behind the kneeling missionary's daughter, his pink tongue withdrawing and fucking, withdrawing and fucking, making a wet sucking sluicing noise with each wicked thrust. Her cries were one long low continuous moan now as he withdrew his lashing lewd tongue suddenly from inside the warm smooth hole and found the hard, throbbing clitoris and licked. He pushed his face farther under her crotch and began to suck and tease at it gleefully with his teeth while she writhed and churned her asscheeks above him in a lewd dance of desire.

"Oooohhhhh, aaaahhhhh," she chanted, her body and mind completely out of control from the delicious and obscene sucking of her loins. With a lewd and triumphant satisfaction, he could feel the muscles of her asscheeks hollowing and contracting around the sides of his cheeks as he licked and sucked at her with a greedy untamed animal lust that threatened to drive him completely crazy.

Her hungering cunt flowered open wider and wider, and her moistness increased with each further second his sucking mouth worked at her widely stretched hole. It ran in slight warm trickles down the side of the savage's black cheeks pressed tightly into the softness of her white ass warmly enclosing his face and down the inside of her smoothly working loins into the soft inner flesh of her hollowing thighs.

She was almost ready to cum!

Kubby could see that from the wild abandoned tempo of her body and knew it was time, time to luck his lust-ramming cock into her innocent softness. He wanted to feel it throbbing around him when she reached that climax that was so near now and wanted to explode inside her white little belly with himself in rhythm to her own cries of fulfillment. He wanted to fill her full of his hot black man's cum until she would never forget tonight as long as she lived. The little white man's god-daughter bitch, he would show her what a real man's cock was like and how good it could be. She would never want one of those white men again. He would stretch her so wide that she would never be able to even feel one of them. All the years he had been exchanging one master for another, whether King Daranje Kawat or the white man's god or Balloo, began to bubble over in a boiling cauldron of hate and lust and the desire to hurt.

His long lust-filled thick cock ached from the anticipation he was building, building, while he worked at her loins with his hot punishing mouth. With some difficulty, he slithered up to his knees and worked his hips into the now wet and glistening opening of her asscheeks from behind.

"Thees is now fuck time," the gasping Enhar gloated.

"Yessssss," Dawak breathed, his own cock now out of his pants and held tight in his free hand.

Meanwhile, Kubby was kneeling behind her now, his hips pressed tight into the open crack of her ass. He held the throbbing thick veined black cock tightly between his fingers with the large bloodfilled head poised at the tight elastic opening of her hungering cunt. He watched it with lust- gleaming eyes as the tiny wet lips contracted and throbbed around the edges like the mouth of a fish gasping desperately for breath in the hostile environment of a drying brook. He ached all over from the thought of the lovely young white girl kneeling in abject servitude in front of him to be used as he would for as long as he would.

His gaze was locked on the whiteness arid purity of her body, and he let his eyes feast for the slightest of seconds on the way her soft full ass curved sharply down into the narrow wasp-like waist that looked as though it would break from the slightest of pressures. On either side of his kneeling legs, he could see her white thighs tapering down sharply to her small well-formed knees and then blossoming out again to the fullness of firm shapely calves. He envisioned her lying on her back with the dainty strength of those white calves locked tightly behind his ass, pulling him into her in a savage burst of lust that only the mind can conjure. That would come later, flickered through his brain. Now his hard prick and testicles ached as they had never ached for anything before, and he had to fuck it into her now before it was too late, before he emptied his hot sperm all over those soft white asscheeks kneeling helplessly before him.

Between her open and fully exposed cunt and the end of his bloated cock now, there was just a finger's length, and he pressed her asscheeks wider apart to see it more clearly. His lust-hardened cock jerked slightly again as though unable to contain itself when the tightly puckered asshole came into view just above the moist hole of her cunt. For a moment he was tempted to take her there, but the thought passed from his mind as he felt a small dew-drop of moisture forming slowly on the end of his tortured prick. He had to have it now or it would be too late. He couldn't hold back another instant.

Slipping his knees as far up between her widely stretched thighs as he could possibly go, he moved forward and guided his long bloodthick cock forward between his thumb and forefinger, gently parting the soft brown pubic hair with the rigidity of the throbbing head. He felt the warm soft folds of the ragged edges of her clasping cunt close wetly over the rounded tip of his lusty cock.

He groaned. Never in his entire life had he felt anything so soft and tender. Trapped between the delicious layers of wet ready flesh, he let it lay throbbing for a moment. The lewd contact of his thick black cock pressed into the whiteness of her behind, incited him to uncontrolled lust. Aaahhhhh, worshipful gods of the feathered spirits, he thought, what a feeling! He had to take her, droned through his now dazed mind.

Kubby flexed his asscheeks, feeling all the frustrations he had built up over a lifetime, it seemed, suddenly surging forward with him into the warm wet flesh of the groaning white girl in front of him. He gasped aloud through the silence of the shabby, sparsely accoutered room as he felt the tight hot walls of her contracting cunt soothingly slipping over and then wetly enclosing the rock-hard length of his surging black cock.

'Ooohhhhhh," she grunted beneath him as he surged into her, pushing the smooth giving walls of soft flesh inside before him like rippling waves off a speeding ship. Her body trembled and shook before the sudden assault that took her completely by surprise. She had lain dormant before the strange unknown caressive torture her battered body had accepted with grateful joy after all the fear and terror she had undergone, but suddenly the mood changed. Gone were the tender wet probings of her resistless cunt that had seemed so unreal and faraway. Gone was the daze that had encompassed her mind and taken her into another world of half-conscious ecstasy.

Suddenly she was thrust back again, back again into the reality of the shabby treatment and the desolate room on the rush mat with her shoulders being pressed down painfully again into the musty mat. Her shame and humiliation returned with a vengeance as she felt her thighs and asscheeks being swept wide apart by the thick lust-swollen black cock of the savage who was tunneling up into her mercilessly from behind.

"Uuuggghhh," she heard a loud low gasp spit through the room behind her.

She squealed suddenly, not from the pain, for there was none. She was wet and open, and he slid into her easily from the warm moist secretions that had flowed from her hungry cunt during the teasing ministrations of his tongue a moment ago. But she squealed from the sudden and degrading realization that she was hopelessly trapped on the mat between the hands of the primitives in front of her and the thick bloated rampaging, fucking cock skewering into her from behind. She screamed for him to stop, helpless tears of frustration and humiliation flooding again from her terror stricken eyes. But there was no respite. The intrusion deep in her dilated cunt grew and expanded before his uncontrolled assault until she felt the sudden heavy weight of hard muscular loins crushing hard into her ass, sweeping them wider and wider apart as he pressed forward more with all his strength to sink it as deep inside her quivering white belly as far as he could.