Chapter 29
The tall teen sat strapped into the chair as the Priest busied
himself with instruments laying on a strip of black cloth on the
wooden table to her right. The young American teen was secured
to the chair by cords binding her feet to the front legs of the
chair and her arms were tied to the heavy wooden arms rests. The
old Padre had also secured her head against the back of the chair
by a two cloth bands, one around her forehead and the other
around her mouth. The only movement from the attractive young
woman was the darting of her fear widened blue eyes.
She sat wondering in fear seeing only the broad back of the black
priest as he stood at the table. Her thin cotton peasant's dress
molded to her majestic chest, her large breasts separating
heavily creating a large deep valley between them which was
beaded with perspiration born of heat and fear.
Vivid red welts marked the pale skin of the girl that was not
covered by the tattered dress. In spots the fine smooth skin had
been ruptured by the bite of an instrument of discipline and were
weeping or had scabbed over. Her bare feet were dirty, her fine
blond hair matted and dirty.
The fat old Padre turned from the table to face the girl that had
been place in his keeping by her trusting father. He gazed on
the wretch he saw before him. In little more than two weeks the
beautiful young teen had gone from a haughty self righteous
bitch, playing the benevolent and condescending missionary, to
village whore, forever marked, her once perfect body bearing the
lasting marks of her trade. Her soul forever stained with the
vile lust born sperm and semen of strange men. Her mind and body
had become addicted to the pleasures of the flesh, turning the
once beautiful 18 year old into a slave of pain and humiliation,
obscenity and perversion.
Even as she sat facing the unknown in fear, her insatiable quim
simmered, heated by the unquenchable fire in her thick rigid
clit. The abnormally long and thick bundle of nerves projected
like a small finger from its protective hood, held in perpetual
state of arousal by the thick brass ring that pierced it. A
small trickle of vaginal secretions ran from her cunt and ran
between the firm cheeks of the girls ass.
The Padre held a long skewer in his right hand. He swabbed it
with a damp square of medical cheese cloth. Without a word he
stepped toward the girl. He placed the thumb and forefinger of
his left hand on the young girl's nostrils. He pulled back to
reveal the pink flesh of the septum that separated the nostrils
of her fine delicate nose. Without a word he pushed the skewer
though the cartilage with a "crunch".
The girl whimpered through the cloth that gagged her and held her
head immobile as he turned the skewer to enlarge the hole and
then withdrew it. The Padre turned to the table and picked up a
ring an inch and a half in diameter and made of heavy thick
brass. With some effort he pushed the forged ring though the
hole in her septum which was slightly smaller. He then secured
it with a large perforated bead which had to be inserted in the
gap in the ring.
When he was finished he removed the gag from the whimpering
girl's mouth. The heavy ring hung below her pert nose and rested
just above her full bottom lip.
"If it oozes wipe it with this." he said as he handed her a
square of cheesecloth dampened with alcohol.
"We will be leaving the village for a few days. But we will
first stop to see Hattori...."
The sun was hot as they rode along the jungle track. The Robore
was not tropical jungle but a hot dry tangle of seasonal swamp
and forested scrubland. The horses plodded along in the heat,
the vegetation along the narrow trail swishing back into place
after their passing. Rachel looked at the back of the Priest as
his horse walked slowly ahead of hers. The ropes that Hattori
had used to bind her swelling breasts chafed and rubbed her
bruised and welted flesh with every movement of the horse. The
twin strands of the karada, was tied at the back of her waist,
where it dipped into the crevass between her firm muscular
cheeks. A large knot was positioned at her anus, and the twin
strands continued forward between her pierced labia. Her
naturally large clit, trapped between the coarse twin strands of
hemp stood out like an obscene finger red, swollen and wet. The
engineered discomfort caused a riot of sensations to pulse
through the twisted young teen. The rings in her pierced labia,
and the chain attached to her pierced clit hung down into the
opening in the top of the old framework saddle. She clutched the
reins tightly and clung to the pommel with her left hand, her
right was buried in her crotch, pulling and twisting at the ring
imbedded in her trapped clitoris. During the ride she had gutted
out several silent orgasms wallowing in the pain of the breast
and clitoris bindings and her own depravity. Like some naughty
adolescent, she pleasured herself behind the back of the Padre,
reveling in the obscene act. With each cum she scooped up her
own flowing juices and licked her slimy fingers clean, imagining
in her twisted mind they were really the leavings of some
faceless stranger that had just used her.
They had been riding in silence for several hours before the
Padre suggested they stop for a break. He reined his horse into
a clearing and dismounted his great bulk. The girl followed
suit, noticing with a thrill the dark wet spot on the framework
saddle left by her leaking cunt.
The Padre sat on a rotted log and looked at the young slut.
"Come here." was all he said. The words set off locks and
springs within the young girl that were beyond her control. She
raced over to the old black Padre and fell to her knees between
his outstretched thighs. She hungrily dipped her head between
his two flabby black thighs, burrowing her head under his
cassock. She knew he no longer wore and undergarment beneath it
to allow her greater access. She rooted beneath the heavy cloth
like some greedy sow, and delighted in how the coarse hair of his
thighs and groin chaffed at he pale cheeks.
Her enormous tits throbbed as they swung beneath her, compressed
by the tight binding the old Asian had fitted on her. Every
movement of her body caused the karada to chafe at her poor
tormented and swollen clit.
She felt a thrill as her rooting tugged and pulled at the freshly
placed ring in her nose sending sharp pains lancing through her
face setting off the sparks and crackles of a mini-orgasm. Using
her hands she peeled back the lower halves of his his cassock to
expose his fat pasty gray thighs.
The beautiful white teenager sighed as the curly black hair of
his thighs pricked and scratched her cheeks as she ground her
face between his legs to tongue his wrinkled scrotum. She cooed
and moaned as the musky taste filled her mouth and the masculine
smell of sweat filled her nostrils. Leaving his balls wet with
her saliva, she trailed her pink little tongue up the length of
his inflating black cock. With one small white hand she held the
swelling black sausage upright so she could lick and tongue it
like some black popsicle. She became giddy with delight as she
traced each throbbing black vein with her tongue, she closed her
eyes and for an instance she fancied herself a little girl, safe
in her parents home savoring a summertime treat. A singular
grunt of approval brought her back to reality, a reality where
she was a marked, beaten and pierced slut whore, a whore for a
small village church. A vessel of lust for an old mulatto Padre
and a perverted old Asian and his son. No longer was she the
beautiful college bound Deb on a missionary lark to serve those
she deemed less fortunate. She now served them as a whore. She
served any man who wanted to take her, served them with her
pouting sperm hungry mouth, her tight pink cock hungry cunt and
stretched and clasping ass.
She groaned at the thought as it sent sparks shooting through her
setting off yet another orgasm as her pinched swollen clit, the
little demon responsible for her fall, throbbed between the rough
hemp strands that held it swollen in its angry red excited state,
its thick glittering yellow brass ring standing out in vivid
contrast, to the glossy red surface of the swollen turgid flesh
of her abnormally large clitoris.
She continued to gobble at the thick coal black staff beneath the
protruding gut of the old the old Padre. The girls matted blond
hair standing in contrast to the chalky gray skin of the old
black priest. The bristly hair of his groin and thighs pricking
her peach colored cheeks. Mindlessly she licked and slurped, the
animalistic and obscene sounds blending with the sounds of the
jungle.
At length the young slut's labors were rewarded as she felt the
black cock in her mouth balloon and throb in preamble to it
spewing its load into her small clasping mouth. She raised her
delicate white hand to gently cup the old man's churning black
balls. Her hand cradled the wrinkly black sack beneath her chin
as she swallowed more of the spewing prong, greedily gulping the
thick spunk that pumped from the blunt purple head.
The old man's breath came in ragged gasps as watched the tall
white teen preen and clean his deflating cock.
His eyes flitted in the direction of a noise from behind the
girl. His mount, an old uncut stallion was pissing onto the dry
ground as it stood tied in the shade of a nearby tree. His eyes
followed the long arching curve of the thick stream of yellow
piss is it jetted from the fire hose-like length of the old
horse's prick. He chuckled as he gazed on the the thick black
length of equine cock that hung from beneath the horses belly.
The glossy tight skin of the extended prick and its sheath shone
in the sunlight.
The old Padre wrapped a meaty hand in the beautiful girl's matted
hair and turned her head toward the horse. She whimpered in
frustration as he pushed her head around, like a disappointed
child, her lower face glistening with the wet of her saliva. She
froze, her hands still on his wilting prick as her eyes took in
the monstrous tube of equine flesh that waved to and fro beneath
the black horse.
"A-a-a-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-h", the attractive 18-year old whined
through slack lips, shaking her head in objection as the obscene
sight registered in her lust glazed eyes. Her eyes widened
brimming with tears in a mixture of panic and hunger as the
Padre's hand dropped from her hair as she pulled away and
propelled herself on hands and knees like an automaton toward the
horse. She cast a panicky glance back over her shoulder at the
Padre, tears streaming down her face, a mind trapped in a prison
of greedy flesh, as her body once betrayed her once more and
involuntarily carried her toward the bestial monstrosity and an
act of utter degradation.
The Padre watched her crawl toward the horse, catching glimpses
of her white red welted bottom beneath her tattered dress, the
brass rings piercing her privates glittering in the sunlight. He
could hear the tinkle of the bells hanging from her enormous
breasts as they swayed beneath her as she crawled.
He heard the poor girl groan as she knelt in the puddle of mud
the horse piss had formed on the dry ground. Kneeling beneath
the horse, her pale hands played over the rigid tube of equine
flesh. Her small hands struggled to encircle the fat tube as she
pumped it. Her panicked tear filled eyes staring at the huge
balls that hung nestled between the muscular hindquarters of the
beast.
"Aw-w-w-w-w, n-o-o-o-o-o, m-m-m-m-m-m-m-h", she groaned in
protest as her own hands brought the fat blunt tip of the horse
cock to her lips. The fluted head appeared almost too large to
fit in her mouth. She ran her small pink tongue over and around
the blunt cudgel, exploring the thick urethra tube that projected
from the blunt snout. Her hands guided the long tube of flesh to
her mouth like an obscene parody of a young girl playing an
oversized trombone. She wagged the fluted head from side to side
until she had squeezed her small mouth over the head, stretching
her lips and ballooning her cheeks. With a self conscious groan
from her grotesquely distended face she began to suck.
She pumped her mouth up and down the pulsing horn of horseflesh,
fucking her equine lover with her mouth. The old Padre tried not
to watch as the poor girl debased herself unable to deny the
carnal impulses that drove her. The obscene grunts and liquid
sounds coming from the girl as she used her mouth and throat as a
cunt to please the beast pulled his gaze back to the degrading
spectacle. The horse whinnied and knickered as the gourd sized
balls between his thighs churned under the ministrations of the
gluttonous young slut.
The beautiful girl's tears mixed with drool that leaked from her
stuffed mouth and hung from her small chin as she worked her face
over the thick veined fleshy rod. The horse moved forward in
impulse as it felt it's own impending climax. Snorting as though
mounting a mare, it pushed it's swelling cock against the
attractive teen's sucking mouth.
Rachel's oversized clit was inflamed by the chafing rope and the
obscene vision she had of herself sucking the horse's monstrous
cock. Her head was spinning from the outrageous vileness of her
actions, all the while the dirty perverted slut in her reveled in
the act. As she felt the heat of the stallions spunk beneath her
hand milliseconds before the first thick homelike spurt hit her
mouth, her fat clit exploded in a searing climax. As her climax
broke, the first of many jets of mucous like sperm filled her
throat and mouth. Her mind bending orgasm was lost in her
struggle to swallow the torrent of hot thick spunk that hosed
into her oral cavity. The thick slime leaked from around the
vacuuming seal of her mouth as pressure from the beast's huge
balls pumped the thick cream into her gulping mouth.
A thick stream of spunk clung to her chin dripping into the wide
valley between her heavy breasts wetting the front of her thin
tattered dress. She moaned in a mixture of horror and delight as
the animal spunk continued to pulse into her throat and pool in a
growing warm puddle in her distending belly. As hard as she
tried there was not enough time to savor her hard won prize. An
attempt to swirl her small tongue around the pulsing head left
her choking and gasping, sperm spewing from her dainty pierced
nose when gobs of sperm clogged her airway when she failed to
clear her throat of the endless torrent of animal seed.
Finally the horse stepped back pulling his elephantine cock from
the girl's sucking mouth. The lower half of her angelic face was
covered by a blanket of white pasty spunk. The cleavage between
the large firm orbs of her breasts glistened with the thick
fluid, the front of her dress was wet with it to her waist. She
crawled after the horse on muddied knees, and in a final
degrading act, wedged her face beneath the shrinking cock to
nuzzle the huge balls that hung between the horses muscled
thighs.
