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Jolly1
07-19-2006, 11:43 PM
African Heat (MFdom/F, intr, piercing)
by Tommi (Tommi633@netscape.net)

***

The battered old twin-engine plane touched down on the
dirt landing strip. The wheels kicked up billowing clouds
of dust as the plane bounced toward the shack that served
as the International Airport on the outskirts of Kigali.
I had arrived in Rwanda.

I checked through customs and told the official I was in
his country to study Gorillas in the Virunga Mountains.
He gave me an angry look and I thought I was going to
have trouble, but he stamped my passport and let me go.

I found a taxi outside and tried to get comfortable on
the sticky plastic upholstery. I thought of my great
adventure. I had just finished my undergraduate work in
Zoology at Oxford and had traveled to Rwanda to follow my
dream of fieldwork before I started my graduate studies.

My name is Jane Grover. I had just turned twenty-three
and had no attachments to anyone except an aging and
sickly Aunt back home in Wessex. My parents had died in
an accident two years past, and with my inheritance I was
a woman of means free to do what I pleased. I had just
finished the finest education an upper class English
woman could receive and I was sure I would find my life's
work and passion in the jungle mountains that lay before
me.

I purchased a battered old Rover the next day for a
scandalously high price and purchased the remaining few
items I needed to add to my kit as well. The next day I
left hot and dirty Kigali behind me and headed West.

I was stopped by Army roadblocks repeatedly. At several I
was told to turn back to the city where I would be safe.
I was told that the mountains were dangerous, especially
for a woman alone.

I was polite and smiled and lied about being expected at
Karisoke Centre. They always let me go and no one really
bothered me. I drove through several Hutu villages filled
with squalid huts and surprisingly clean and attractive
natives.

As I drove I started to get glimpses of two mountains
which I believed were Mt. Karisimbi and Mt. Visoke. I
knew that Karisoke Centre would be found on a high saddle
between the two mountains. There was only one trail and
it led me straight to Karisoke.

Several native men dressed only in baggy shorts
surrounded my Rover as I got out and asked for the
director. They told me the lady was not there in passable
English. The lady was on the mountain. I sat in the shade
of a tree and waited.

As evening approached a woman brought me some food and I
thanked her. I was surprised that her only garment was a
long wrap around skirt. Her upper body was bare, and her
beautiful breasts glistened as though they had been
oiled.

She smiled shyly and squatted down as I ate. She was very
beautiful with high cheekbones and graceful nose. I tried
to talk to her but she would only smile at me. It was
growing dark and I thought of getting my sleeping roll
from the Rover when a woman emerged from the trees and
walked toward me.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" she asked in
an unfriendly tone. She had an angry look on her thin
face. I told her my name was Jane Grover and I had come
in hope of working for her.

She glared at me and said, "I do not take help. I don't
need you. Please leave now."

I told her I was trained in Zoology and wanted to help
her in any way I could. I told her I would do anything
for the chance to work for her. I went on and on about my
dreams of becoming a Zoologist as she was, and about my
dreams and my passion for the Mountain Gorillas. I got
carried away, babbling like an adolescent till she
shushed me. She gave me a long hard look that made me
feel vulnerable and somehow exposed and afraid to say
anything more.

Finally she said, "You can't leave tonight. It is unsafe
to travel after dark. Poachers would have you before you
got ten miles from here. You can sleep in that shed over
there and we can talk in the morning."

I said, "Thank you Doctor."

She smiled for the first time and said, "My name is Dian.
I'm tired and going to bed. Goodnight Jane Grover."

I said good night to her retreating back and took my
sleeping things into the small shack. I lay awake
thinking I didn't have a chance. She wouldn't accept me.
I resolved to beg if I had to. I really would do anything
to stay here with her.

*

The next morning Dian gave me tea and we sat on the steps
of her cottage and talked. She asked me about myself and
I told her my life's history. She told me she could use
help but doubted I was tough enough to accept the life
here.

I tried to object and tell her I could do anything, but
she told me to listen to her. She gave me that hard look
that had troubled me the night before and I shrank into
silence. She told me that there were thirty Hutu at
Karisoke. Twenty men and ten women. They stayed here to
work because she paid them and have intercourse with
them.

She saw the confused look on my face and told me she
meant that she had sexual intercourse with them. All of
them. "They stay because I am a white woman and they love
fucking white women."

I was shocked beyond belief. This couldn't be true. She
told me that if I stayed here I would be their plaything
too. It was the only way they would allow me to remain in
there territory. She told me that the men would protect
me from outsiders as long as I took them as lovers. She
asked me if I was willing to let twenty men fuck me in
public bent over a rock or a fence to stay here.

The idea assaulted my brain it was not possible. I could
not imagine an Englishwoman being capable of such acts.
It was so disgusting and so primitive. Primitive. The
thought sent a parallel thought through my mind. I wanted
to experience a primitive life. That was one of the
strongest aspects of my dream of Africa, but this way was
shocking beyond anything I could ever imagine. I needed
time to think. I asked her if she really did that with
all the men here. She said, "Three or four a day."

As mind shattering as the idea was I believed her.

"And the women will have you too," she said. "If you want
to stay here and work with me and the Gorillas take off
your clothes right now and," she pulled a towel off the
railing beside her and threw it in my lap, "walk through
the compound down to the stream and bathe. If anyone, man
or woman, touches you no matter how or where, let them.
If they push you to the ground, open for them without a
trace of resistance."

Tears ran from my eyes. This was impossible. I was so
confused. It was as if reality had become suspended and I
stood apart and watched myself stand and unbutton my
shirt and remove it, and the camisole beneath it, and my
shorts, and my drenched underpants. I bent to unlace my
boots but she told me to leave them on. I stood there
looking at her. The nipples on my breasts had grown hard.

Natural lubrication ran down my inner thighs. I was glued
to her hard look. She lifted her seat from the step and
pulled down her loose shorts and I looked into her wet
open sex as she sat back. "Lick me," she said.

Not knowing what else to do I knelt down in the African
sun and my tongue found her moist places and made them
wetter. The strokes of my tongue grew longer and more
demanding until I was probing from her clitoris to her
brown flower. I was totally lost in a passion I had never
dreamt of. She made a guttural sound and flooded my mouth
with.

She reached down and pulled me up by my face and down on
top of her and into her open lips. She licked my face
clean of what she had put there.

I felt torn in half and strangely whole at the same time.
The feeling between my legs felt like was buzzing bees
trying to escape. She pushed me up and rose. She took my
hand and we walked toward the group of men who had
gathered to watch us. She didn't seem embarrassed that
she was naked from the waist down.

She stopped in front of six men and told them my name was
Jane and I would do anything they demanded of me to be
allowed to stay here. She gave my hand to the biggest man
and he lifted me high in the air, and many hands touched
me and caressed me, and a hand even thrust between my
legs and into me.

I was laid on the hot earth and the man knelt between my
legs and shoved himself into me, and another entered my
mouth, and fingers pushed open my flower and they settled
into a steady pace of ravishment. Man after man filling
me and driving me to orgasm after orgasm until my mind
left my body.

I awoke to gentle touches by women's hands that explored
my body and touched my light hair. There was an
overwhelming scent in the air. The women lifted me and
held me erect and propelled me through the compound and
down to a small stream where they lowered me into a pool
of clear water and caressed and cleaned me of the dust
and the mud we had made, and the fluids that had crusted
upon my skin. Then I was taken wet from the stream and
into a hut in the compound and pushed down on a mat where
I fell asleep.

I awoke in the night with a woman's tongue between my
legs licking me as I had licked Dian, and mouths sucking
at each of my breasts. I came again and again till I
passed out or fell asleep I know not which.

The next morning the women fed me like a baby and rubbed
oil into my raw flesh. They took me out into the bright
hot sun and walked me through the compound introducing me
to the inhabitants I had not met the day before. Many
touched my naked flesh and my hair. They could not stop
touching the blonde hair on my mound.

They were utterly fascinated by me. By the time we made
our way to Dian's cottage my thighs were running wet
again. Dian and a big man I had seen among the group who
had used me the day before came out of her cottage. They
were both naked below the waste and Dian's shirt was
unbuttoned. There were red circles on her breasts and
stomach. Her breasts were much smaller than mine and
where mine were full and round hers were small and
pointed. Her dark bush was matted with a grimy white
crust and white fluid seeped from her labial lips. The
men and women left us there and went about there duties.

Dian told me that during the day I would help the women
with domestic duties. Washing clothes, cooking, tending
the gardens. I would be taken during the day by many men
and in the evening by many more. At night I would sleep
with the women if ten women would let me sleep.

Dian would spend time with me teaching me about the
Gorillas. Their mannerisms, how to approach them and move
among them. It would be done slowly over time until it
was ingrained in my mind. A wrong move, a sudden move
could cause a charge from a male or a female if I got too
close to her offspring.

She stopped and looked at me and asked me if I wanted
this, if I could endure it to gain the knowledge in the
same way she had. I knelt in front of her and cleaned the
crust from her mound with my tongue and my teeth, and the
secretions from her lips. When she was clean and after I
had made her explode twice with my tongue I looked up at
her and said, "I can do this."

*

The next two weeks were full of hard work. The sun had
turned me red and the oil that was applied to my flesh
kept me from blistering and soothed the tenderness from
the repeated use I was put to. For those two weeks I kept
count of the times they took me as a scientist will. It
averaged twelve times a day by the men and ten times a
night by the women. I had developed a constant craving
that seemed insatiable. I was constantly wet and looking
for the next person who would use me. I thought of it as
ravishment.

I had no say in the matter. The fact that I was
constantly aroused kept me from thinking it was rape. I
don't know if I liked it or if I was happy. I did know
that if I was left to work without attention for two
hours It nearly drove me mad. At the end of those two
weeks one of the men killed a large Antelope and the
women prepared a feast.

As we were cooking two of the women pulled me by my
wrists down to the stream and we bathed together. They
laid me on a flat rock by the stream and one of the women
laid on top of me and caressed my nipples, pinching them
until they grew hard. The other woman held my hands above
my head. A third woman came to the stream naked with her
oiled breasts glistening in the sun. The sight of her
made me run wet. She was my favorite, the most beautiful
woman in our compound. She came to me and quickly ran a
needle through my nipple.

I screamed and before the sound had stopped she ran a
second needle through my other nipple. The women held me
down tightly. I was panting for breath watching my blood
run down my breasts. The woman removed the needle and
threaded a gold ring through my nipple. It was about two
inches in diameter.

She put a second one through the other nipple. My nipples
were on fire and the rings stretched the openings. She
stood back and smiled at me and told me to bathe. I
plunged into the cold water and the fire went away. I
looked up at the women and asked them why they had done
this to me. They said for beauty, you are our sister. My
favorite took a gold ring much larger than mine and
pushed it through the hole in her own nipple. The ring
was heavy enough to pull her nipple downward.

She smiled at me and entered the pool and embraced me.
Our nipples and rings rubbing against each other. They
took me back to our sleeping hut and one of them put some
salve on my nipples. They told me to rest for tonight. I
went in and laid down and they lay with me, everyone
holding someone. I reached my hand to my breast and felt
the ring. The nipple was very sensitive but there was no
pain. I fell into sleep in their arms.

We awoke in the late afternoon and the women started to
prepare themselves and me for the feast. They applied a
vegetable dye to our breasts, our lips and our labial
lips that left mine a fiery red and theirs a dark reddish
brown. Oil was massaged into all our flesh deep inside us
front and back. It felt very sensual to walk with that
slippery sliding feeling the oil gave us.

Our eyes were darkened with kohl or something like it. My
favorite came to me and told me that this feast was for
the animals, for what they give us. You will be our
offering to the animals. She saw the fear in my face and
told me not to worry. You will not be harmed. You will
for this night be changed into one of the animals one of
us. I was not sure what she meant. She told me I must
obey I must do all I must enter the passion of the
animals. I was terrified.

Just before dark Dian entered the hut. She was naked like
the rest of us with red breasts and labia, with black
eyelids. She had no rings in her nipples but her breasts
were bound around the base with a golden chord making
them plump out like balls. She did have thick gold rings
about three inches in diameter through each of her labial
lips pulling them down about three inches. I felt there
weight and let them fall.

She asked me if the women had told me about the
sacrifice. I said I wasn't sure I understood it or what I
would be made to do. She told me I would be all right if
I did everything they made me do without question. If you
refuse there is danger for you and for me. She smiled at
me and bent to kiss my rings and told me to enjoy this
evening. "It will be the most erotic evening of your
life.

A drum beat. And again. And it built into a rhythm. It
became a pulse like blood from the heart. It pumped it
flowed. It sent shivers down my spine and had me running
wet in an instant. It beckoned me. It terrified me. It
was the beat of my heart.

My favorite pulled my hands behind me and bound my
wrists, and my elbows. My breast were thrust forward.
Dian returned with a length of golden chord and bound
each of my breasts so tight the chord disappeared into my
flesh. My breasts seemed to swell larger, the nipples
stood out an inch. The beat.

A woman put a stick of ebony sideways between my teeth
like a horse's bit. On each end of the stick a chord
which joined each other forming a rope about six feet
long. An ebony shaft about three feet long with a Y
shaped notch at each end was placed between my thighs
just above my knees and bound.

They helped me to walk, half dragging, half carrying me
toward the large fire that burned in the centre of the
compound. They stopped just behind the ring of people and
pushed me to my knees. My favorite said do not drop the
stick and she was gone. The beat increased. I could feel
it. I was so open, so exposed, on fire wanting what I had
never dreamed of. A man strode to me with a stone jar.
Another pulled the stick from my mouth, and pulled my
hair back tilting my face up. The man poured liquid into
my open mouth. Not much, just a little. Then a little
more. It burned my throat and my belly.

I peed on the ground between my legs. The man held his
hand in my flow and then raised it over my mouth and
poured it down my throat the rope was tied around my
throat and the stick placed between my teeth and a man
slowly pulled me forward. I tried to crawl on my knees
but fell forward smashing my bound breasts.

Something lashed my ass and I crawled like a snake into
the ring. The lash beating my ass until my body was in
the center before the fire. I was lifted to my knees with
my face held in the dirt by a bare foot. The stick was
taken from my mouth and inserted slowly in my oiled rear
opening. An orgasm washed over me making me moan loudly.

The stick was thrust deeper to the beat of the drum. I
felt the sting of a lash on my ass repeated quickly and
again two men, one on each side of me were whipping my
ass to the beat of the drum. The stick never lost the
pulse. It quickened. It ebbed. It quickened.

My eyes were shut tight to stop the spinning of all
around me I could feel the shaft in my ass and the blows.
And it stopped. Someone started a song in their language.
An orgasm started deep in my belly and built to a
screeching howling wail. I t would not stop the orgasm
would not stop. It went on and on. I felt my insides on
fire I was turning inside out. It never stopped... The
stick was removed. I wanted it back.

I moaned over its loss and I continued my orgasm.
Something was poured on my ass that dripped down the
crack and filled my open sex. I heard a snarl and a bark,
and a pack of dogs was on me sniffing, and licking, and
nipping my thighs, my ass, my breasts, my arms. A tongue
roughly liked my open sex and the cleft of my ass.

It nipped and licked and climbed on top of me. A blunt
object pushed into my open lips and in one swift thrust
was buried deep inside me. I tried to understand what was
happening but my mind swirled given over to the rapid
thrusting of something very large, very hot deep into my
belly. I grew lightheaded. The never ending orgasm
brought me back. There were dogs, I think they were dogs
on either side of me chewing and licking my breasts. I
felt something shoot inside me with terrible force.

The thing inside me was pulled out so fast I felt my
insides go with it. Another animal mounted my back and
thrust deep inside me. The drum beat and again. To the
time of the animal fucking me. I thrust back to meet it
in time with the pulse. I passed out and came to again
and again.

I was always filled with something or someone fucking
deep inside me. The orgasmic contractions never ceased. I
became aware that nothing was touching me nothing was
inside me. I was laying on a mat by the fire. I tried to
sit up and a woman helped me. Cool water poured into my
mouth. I was helped to stand. There was no stick between
my thighs. My breasts and arms were not bound. People all
around me were naked, glistening with oil in the fire
light.

A voice, Dian's voice asked me if I needed anything. I
heard a small voice, not my voice coming from inside me
say I need to be fucked. A loud cheer went through the
crowd I was lifted into the air by many hands and impaled
on a thick cock. Another entered my ass and drove in to
the hilt. I was lifted and pulled back again and again. I
saw other women being lifted between two men as I was.
All I could see were women fucked front and back.

I saw Dian between two men with her head thrown back
roaring as she was fucked. Women were being passed
between men to be fucked again and again by others. How
many men. How many women. More than lived in our
compound. Hot meat was thrust into my hands and I gnawed
it with my teeth, spitting chunks into the mouths of the
men fucking me. I voided myself while the rape went on.
The night was ending.

Dawn was in the eastern sky. I was lifted off the cocks
inside me and set on the ground. I fell on my back. All
around me men and women were falling from exhaustion. I
heard, "She's broken now she will do what I tell her to.
She will be perfect for my research." Dian crawled over
bodies until she was on top of me. She raised herself and
sat on my upturned face. My tongue buried itself in her
open ass. She laid over and licked my hungry sex till we
came together and passed out.

*

I awoke in the women's hut amid a pile of naked sweaty
bodies. The smell of sex permeated the air of the hut. My
head was laying on the upturned ass of one of the women.
I slowly began licking the length of the cleft of her
ass. I licked the brown flower of her anus and pushed my
tongue inside to lick her inner walls. The taste fired to
my brain and from there to my cunt. I could feel the
wetness bubbling out of me soaking my thighs and running
down the crack of my ass. Someone behind me poured oil
onto my ass and rubbed it into the welts gently.

My tongue ached but I could not stop the penetration of
the perfect ass. The massaging hand rubbed oil into my
swollen cunt. Fingers pushed the oil inside my open sex
and sawed back and forth gently opening me further and
deeper. Ahead inserted itself between my open legs and a
tongue licked my clitoris lightly.

An orgasm started in my cunt and spread through my body.
I started to quiver and the tongue on my clitoris was
replaced with teeth that nibbled and bit the swollen,
tender flesh forcing a moan from my throat into the ass I
was feeding on. The stroking fingers in my cunt
penetrated deeper until I felt the vaginal lips close on
a wrist. My tongue was driving deeply into the stretched
anus with growing fury as the hand formed a fist and
pushed and pulled back and forth deep within me.

A sound like, "Gaw, gaw, gaw," came from my throat. I
could feel the upper arm pushing against my ass as the
entire forearm slid into me. The pace quickened and I was
climbing toward an incredible orgasm when teeth bit each
nipple and my clitoris at the same instant driving me to
a screaming orgasm and unconsciousness.

When I regained consciousness the women helped me to my
feet to walk to the stream to bathe.

Before I was half way there I bent double with another
powerful orgasm. My mind was clouded by the passion that
swept through me. I started toward the stream when I was
able. Within ten feet I was doubled over again. I fell to
the ground and peed on myself. The act of peeing caused
me to orgasm again.

The women left me in my little mud puddle and went to the
stream. Two men came to me. One pulled my mouth onto his
organ, the other lifted my ass and impaled it in one
fierce stroke. I could feel one member deep in my throat.
The man's abdomen slapping my face. The other member as
deep in my ass. An orgasm ripped through me and another.
They never seemed to tire.

My frenzy grew until I was suffering a continuous orgasm.
I could feel liquid shooting from my cunt and splashing
my thighs and calves. I peed again enlarging my mud
puddle. When the men shot inside me they backed off
letting me sink into my mud. Two more men took their
place. This went on continuously till well after the sun
set.

Dian brought me water and some fruit which I satisfied my
hunger with. I could feel her stroking my breasts and
playing with my golden rings and this brought me another
orgasm. I lay in the drying puddle. Men would walk around
me as I lay there but they did not touch me. One of the
dogs tried to mount me but a man drove it away with a
kick.

I did not sleep. Every movement I made sent glorious
shocks through my cunt. I only needed to rub my wet
thighs together a few times to feel a small explosion
inside me. As the sun rose over the mountain a man knelt
at my feet, spread my legs and entered my cunt. The
orgasms started again and continued all through the hot
day as I was never without one or two men inside me
somewhere.

As the sun set the men were by me protecting me. I begged
them to fuck me but they only smiled. I called out to the
women and two came to me. They washed the mud from my
body and as I licked the cunt of the woman standing over
me the other licked me in turn. The whole night was full
of the lovely explosions I enjoyed.

In the morning a veil lifted from my senses. I found I
could move without the continuous orgasms of the last two
days. I went to the stream and bathed. I prepared a
breakfast meal and took it to the men. I then served the
women in their hut. Everyone smiled warmly at me as I
silently served them. I took food up to Dian and served
her in bed.

For two days I remained silent thinking of all that had
happened to me. I knew I could never return to England. I
could never leave this place, these people who had given
me so much. I was no longer the aspiring zoology student
I was someone else. I was not sure what I had become.
Going back to school would be like living without
breathing. The thoughts of not being naked, not being
fucked constantly were thoughts of death.

Dian came out of her cabin and stood beside me on the
steps, I turned to her and opened her shorts and let them
fall. Then I spread her legs and started licking her.

She spoke softly of her plans for me. She wanted to teach
me about the gorillas. I would learn to be comfortable
with them and accepted by them. She wanted to enter me
into a family of gorillas, to become one of the mates to
the dominant male.

The idea of it seemed so right, so sane, so exciting I
started to cry, I never stopped licking her. And I
moistened her pubic hair with my tears.

END

Jolly1
07-19-2006, 11:43 PM
:jo

davesmistress
10-05-2006, 01:55 PM
Thanks...good story check out this one folks...hope you enjoy

dirty knees
10-25-2008, 02:07 PM
*fanning myself* oh me!!!

ffloridian
05-24-2010, 08:37 AM
Wow!!!!!!!!!!! Well written!!