Chapter 13

Miles O'keefe received word two months later that he would be the star in John Derek's next movie project, a remake of 'Tarzan.'

Now he knew why all the questions regarding animals. After his introduction into Bo Derek's quirky love habits, he had convinced himself that they were for that rather than a movie. Now he knew. What happened back at the Derek Ranch was just a bonus.

He could still picture Bo and John along with the dogs. That same night he had given the Derek's young housekeeper, the Cherokee beauty Maria, the fucking of her life. The poor girl had actually passed out from the tremendous orgasms she had received.

That same week he was shipped out to Africa to meet the animal trainers. He needed to get the animals used to him before the shooting started a few months later.

He had no trouble with the monkeys. There were chimpanzees and Orang-Otangs mostly. All of them were well trained, they followed his commands as he was taught by the trainers without question.

He was a bit more concerned about the bigger animals for the set. Such as the elephant and the lion. Especially the lion.

That huge cat looked so menacing, despite the trainers reassurance that they had been declawed. But eventually he did get over his fear and actually enjoyed wrestling with the big cat. Something that was added to the movie once he suggested it to John later.

John and Bo Derek conferred with Miles about his progress.

"Everything's going great," he told them. "In fact, I'd like to suggest an addition to the script."

That's when he suggested that his character, 'Tarzan', wrestle with the big cat. John liked the idea. He was glad that their choice for the role was so resourceful and willing. They spent the next few days going over the script to see if other things could be improved.

Bo was looking forward to the actual filming. The thought of being surrounded by dozens of African black's that were hired for extras as porters for the movie was getting her wet already. In fact, the hiring of these extras was her contribution to the movie production.

She had managed to hire all of the extras required at below union rates. One night, john had queried her about that.

"You've got to tell me hon," John asked. "How did you get them to agree to that?"

"Well, I kind of offered fringe benefits," she smiled at him as she said it.

"What kind of benefits?" John was a bit worried at how much that would cost.

"I offered my body," she told him bluntly. "For as long as the production goes."

John just laughed aloud. He should have known better than to ask. And the image of his wife getting gangbanged by a dozen or so blackmen came flooding into his mind. Maybe he would sit back and watch. And he knew that her taste ran towards the big cocks, so he expected each and everyone of them to be sporting impressive equipment.

Production began a week later. Things were proceeding smoothly with the filming. Their main concern was doing it on location in the middle of the African jungle. But no unexpected problems arose.

Of the whole cast, only Richard Harris who was playing 'Jane's' father in the movie, was proving to be demanding. John had to arrange to fly him back to the city and his nice comfortable, and high priced, hotel room. He wouldn't stay in the jungle as the rest of the cast did.

Bo didn't mind this problem for it gave her the opportunity to keep her work to the cast of extras. The first night out, she had walked into the camp area reserved for the eighteen blackmen playing the role of slave porters for the movie.

The men all stood as she walked into their encampment. At first they couldn't believe that a star of Bo Derek's prominence was really serious with her offer of special service when she had hired them. But here she was approaching them all together.

As soon as the campfire began lighting her pale body's silhouette she began stripping off her period costume. She wanted to live out the fantasy of this Victorian woman being ravaged by a troupe of savage blackmen.

The first of them approached her hesitantly. She just grabbed the closest and crushed her mouth to his thick lips.

When they saw that happen, the remainder rushed to her and proceeded to tear at the Victorian dress and accouterments that she was wearing. Bo struggled playfully against their attack as she heard the thick material tear and get ripped off her body.

Within moments she stood naked with only tatters of her dress hanging off of her. Her world famous breast sticking out proudly for all of them to see. Already her excitement was arousing her as her nipples stiffened before their eyes.

"Take me," she commanded them. "You savages."

As if on cue, the grabbed her forcefully and pulled her down to the ground. Two pounced at her blood engorged pussy and proceeded to eat her out.

Four others grabbed some of the tent stakes and pounded in the ground around her. When they were done, others joined in. And taking the remnants of her Victorian dress, went along with her wishes of a fantasy rape and tied her to the stakes.

While the two blackmen continued to suck on her pussy and clit, Bo found herself helplessly bound and spread-eagled before the pack of horny men. Wanting to continue with the play acting she began to beg for mercy.

"Please," they heard her beg. "Please don't hurt me. I'll do anything. Anything you ask of me."

One of the extras caught on to what she wanted and improvised the next line.