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In the meantime, I turned my attention to Agnes. I pulled her
off
of my dick just in time. If I'd waited another minute, I'd of
filled her mouth and that would have been it for fucking for a
while. As it was, my dick was twitching and begging for release.
But I wasn't ready yet. I laid her on her back and spread her legs
wide. No one had fucked her and I'd promised to take care of her
pussy first, so right now seemed like a good time for some hair
pie. I'm not a prude, but when it comes to eating, I prefer to go
where no man has been before, at least recently.
One touch of my tongue and Agnes spasmed on me. And she kept
right
on spasming. As my tongue probed deeper, she wrapped her legs
around my head. I thought she was going to crush my skull. I know
she cut off my air. I had to eat in order to breathe. Finally,
with a shuddering orgasm, her legs flopped loosely to the side.
For a minute I thought the woman had passed out. I don't think
she'd ever been eaten before. She'd obviously given plenty of
blowjobs, but I doubt that anyone had ever returned the favor. But
I'd promised to take care of her pussy and that's what I intended
to do. Eating was only half of it. What she needed was a good
fucking. I slid up her body, and her pussy welcomed me in. I
couldn't believe the way she bucked. I thought she was going to
throw me off, but she wrapped her arms and legs around me and
pulled me in deeper. It just proved what I'd always been told.
Don't ever turn down a fat broad. They're more appreciative than
the skinny ones.
Eventually, she collapsed again and I rolled off. But Agnes
was
all over me, kissing and sucking, my balls and my dick. She even
stuck her tongue up my asshole. Then she sat up and smiled.
"Nate, that was the best ever. I thought I'd been fucked
before,
but I've never had it like that. I don't know what's going to
happen to us, but...but if it works out and they let us live,
please let me stay with you. I know I'm fat and you'll want
someone else for a wife, but please keep me. I'll be good to you,
Nate. Just keep me around as a concubine or something." Rolling
over on her stomach, she stuck her ass up in the air. "Now please,
shove that wonderful prick up my butt. You can stick it anywhere,
anytime you want, but right now your concubine wants it in her
ass."
This was a new twist. I'd never had a woman at my beck and
call
before, but a willing one like this didn't seem like too bad an
idea. But I thought I'd check out her sincerity before I went any
further. I'd noticed a mark on some of the squaw's rumps and I
knew a little of this tribes customs. And if they let us live, I
thought I knew a way to keep her.
"Agnes, do you understand what you're saying? You know
a concubine
is really no more than a slave, except she's a sex slave. Do you
really want me to enslave you?"
"I never really thought about it before, but I guess you're
right.
They really are no more than sex slaves, are they? Oh yes Nate,
that's what I want! Oh, please fuck me hard. I'm getting horny
just thinking about it.
"I grew up in the south. Before the war, my father and
Joshua both
kept a couple of girls around to use and abuse whenever and however
they felt like it. And I know, use and abuse meant sharing the
girls with all of their friends and whipping them, sometimes just
because they wanted to. Sometimes they used to invite their
friends over and the girls would be there, with nothing on but
their undies. I can just imagine, you having a big party back
east. And me serving the food and drinks, with nothing on but my
bloomers and bodice. Or maybe with nothing on at all, just like I
am now. Yes Nate, that's what I want. Use me all you want, share
me and humiliate me all you want, even whip me all you want. Just
please fuck me once in a while. Now please, stick your prick in my
ass. Butt fuck me, Nate! Show me you want me!"
Now came the test. As I slipped my dick up her chocolate channel
I told her my idea. "If I'm going to enslave you, Agnes, we're
going to have to do it with the Chief's blessings. Otherwise,
he'll probably take you with him when he goes and leave me here
alone." Agnes grunted her agreement with this, so I went on. "I
don't know if you noticed or not, but this tribe does keep slaves.
And their slaves are branded. If the Chief were to agree to this,
I'm sure he would insist on your being branded as well."
Agnes' head snapped up at this. "Branded!" she exclaimed.
"Yes Agnes. Right here!" I slapped her on the ass
cheek to mark
the spot. I could see the thought playing around in her head as
she ground her ass back harder on my rod. I don't know what I had
expected, but she didn't seem to be nearly as repelled by the idea
as I had anticipated.
At length Agnes spoke again. "If - if I'm branded, I'll
be marked
forever as your slave. You could still sell me or give me away,
but I could never deny what I was. If someone took me, or even if
I just ran away, as soon as I took my pants off, whoever saw me
would know. And as passionate as I am, I know I couldn't keep my
pants on for long. Oh Nate, then I'd really be yours. Can we ask
him now, Nate?"
I was still sawing in and out of her asshole. I know that if
she
was my slave, I could do this anytime I wanted, but for now I was
only concerned with the short time. "Certainly not now, and not
until after Susan does her dance. Let's make sure he's in a good
mood. For now, you can be my temporary slave. Now show me what
you can do with this asshole. I want to know what I'm getting."
"Yes Nate, whatever you say. I already feel like your
slave. The
Chief will just make it official. But, but even if he doesn't
brand me, will you mark me later?" With that, she really started
to grind her ass. Agnes was a natural fuck, and she gave fantastic
blowjobs, but her asshole was where her talent really was. In no
time at all, I was shooting my load deep into her bowels, but her
sphincter kept gripping my prick, as if it were trying to milk it
of every drop of come.
Bob had overheard our conversation, and seemed to be very
interested in its outcome. As soon as I was finished, I passed my
new slave on to him. "Do whatever you want with her, but give her
back when you're done."
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He returned the favor by handing Mabel to me. As she sat in
my
lap, she leaned up and whispered in my ear "Are you really going
to
make her your slave, Nate? That sounds so, so decadent."
"Why not? She seems to be taking well to it. Besides,
if the
Chief allows it, it might be the only way any of us get out of
here. From the way he's been acting, I think he'll let the men go.
I'm hoping he'll let us keep our slaves. Only thing is, you women
are going to have to declare yourselves. What Agnes doesn't
realize, is that slaves don't belong to one person. She'd be my
slave first, but she'd really belong to my whole tribe. And if we
stay together, then you're my tribe."
"You mean... You mean she'd belong to all of us? But what
if I
declared...? Ohhh Nate, that ideas not decadent, it's positively
scandalous. But deliciously scandalous. Think you could get this
thing hard again? I can't believe how wet I'm getting, just
thinking about it."
"Well Mabel. I might be able to, but you'll probably have
to talk
me into it."
Rachel had been listening intently to this conversation. "You
mean, if we don't declare ourselves to be your slaves, they might
take us with them to their camp?"
"Well, there's no telling what they might do, but that's
a pretty
good bet. Indians have a healthy respect for property,
particularly if they feel like they've given it to you. They might
let everyone go, but then again, they might decide to enslave, or
even kill all of us. There's just no telling." I knew I had put
some thoughts in both their heads. It was too soon to tell where
they might go with them, but life just might prove to be very
interesting.
Mabel had just slipped off my lap and taken me in her mouth
when
Susan made her appearance. She was stunning. That's really all
that needs to be said, but I'll try to describe her anyway. The
Indian women had given her some of their clothes - a pair of
moccasins, aprons (similar to a breech cloth, but without a
covering through the crotch), and a vest. The vest was too small
and kept falling open so that we could see that her nipples had
been heavily rouged. And they'd given her a bath and makeup - dark
eye shadow and lipstick. Her hair had been cleaned, brushed and
tied in a long pigtail. She'd been beautiful all along. Cleaned
up and made up, she was gorgeous.
When the drum started, she started to dance. The squaws had
taught
her a few Indian steps and she was doing a pretty fair imitation of
a Sioux war dance. Or more likely, a mating dance. She really
wasn't very good, but she was exquisite; and she tried hard. And
the braves were appreciative. She was doing her best and they knew
it. She didn't even need to take anything off. With every step,
the vest flashed open, showing off her tits, and every time she
turned, the aprons would expose her ass or cunt or both. Speaking
of which, Maggie and Priscilla had taken care of that too. Her
cunt hair had been trimmed up, just like Agnes' and the little bit
that was left had been darkened to show it off better. Then they
had accented her pussy lips with rouge. She was a virgin when she
started, but I didn't think she'd still be able to claim that by
the time today was over.
One of the braves jumped into the circle and started dancing
with
her. Then he threw her to one of his friends. She was passed
around the circle like this, each one grabbing a feel before he
passed her on. By the time she landed in front of the Chief, she
had lost the vest and the aprons. The only thing she had left were
the moccasins and her collar.
Bringing herself to her knees, she looked at the Chief
beseechingly. "Sir," she began. "I'm entirely at your
mercy, but
would you do me the favor of ridding me of my virginity?"
I think even the Chief was surprised by this request, but he
handled it well. "Which virginity did you have in mind?" he
asked.
"All of them, sir. My vagina and my anus. Or as Nate would
put
it, my asshole and my cunt."
I resented that. Never in my life had I talked to her like
that.
But she was right. It would never have occurred to me to use those
other words for her two nether holes.
After due consideration, the Chief answered her. "My dear,
I don't
know if you were watching or not, but I just participated in your
mothers anal deflowering. As desirable as you are, it will take me
a few minutes to recover. Pick your partner for your formal
deflowering. After that's been accomplished, we'll see to your
other hole. Now run, go get him and bring him back here."
Happily, Susan jumped up and ran off. Lots of men, to include
me,
had hope, but I don't think anyone was surprised when she came back
with her big Indian buck.
But if she thought she was going to lose her hymen in private,
she
had a surprise coming. A couple of squaws took over and led her
into the center of the circle, calling for Maggie and Priscilla to
help. They laid her down on her back and then one of them grabbed
her ankles and bent them back over her head, spreading them wide
while she did it. Maggie was given one ankle while the squaw held
the other. The other squaw took a jar of buffalo grease and spread
it liberally all over her cunt and asshole, making sure she got
plenty inside of both holes. Then the Indian was brought into the
circle. Priscilla was placed on her knees and instructed to make
sure he was good and hard. Our bashful Priscilla went at it with
gusto, tongue and lips everywhere. When he was finally deemed
ready, she stood back and the Indian knelt between Susan's
outstretched legs. One thrust and he was in. One scream from
Susan and she was eagerly thrusting back at him. And she was
screaming again, but they were different. Now they were eager,
encouraging screams as she struggled to pull him deeper and deeper
into her cavity.
The brave no sooner emptied his load and pulled out, than his
place
was taken by the Chief. He'd had Priscilla and Angela both working
on him ever since Susan started getting screwed, so now he was more
than ready. Judging from her reaction, Susan thought he was more
than ready too. Maggie and the squaw pulled her ankles down which
canted her asshole up higher, but Susan could still see the Chief
approaching between her outstretched legs. From her perspective,
it looked like he was carrying twelve inches of rock hard flesh
that he was fixing to ram up her defenseless butt.
And then the Chief was upon her. She let out one fearful whimper,
but other than that, she was quiet, waiting for the onslaught. It
took a bit of poking and prodding, but finally, with the aid of the
buffalo grease, he parted her sphincter. With a mighty shove,
punctuated by an earsplitting scream from Susan, he buried himself
deep in her rectum. And it was done. Susan had lost all her
virginity, her mouth, her pussy, and now her asshole. When he
finished, the two women turned her over on her belly and left her
kneeling in the dust, ass turned up and legs parted, readily
available for everyone's use. A line of men, eager to try out this
fresh stuff, quickly formed. I know, I know, I'm a son-of-a-bitch.
I was number two in line.
Well, Susan got her share of dick that afternoon. She certainly
didn't get as much as Maggie or Priscilla, but I think she got more
than any of the other women. While we were waiting in line, the
Chief had Maggie and Priscilla going up and down the line, making
sure everyone stayed hard. He took care of Angela himself,
alternating between having her suck him off and shoving his dick up
her ass. He might of used her cunt once in a while, but her
asshole got the brunt of it. Finally he called a halt to our use
of Susan and the poor girl sank to the ground, exhausted but still
willing.
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