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Beckys
Vacation
by Kromwell
As the battered old
jeep exited the jungle and approached the thatched hut village Becky Donaldson
was sure that her topical vacation was saved.
Becky was a beautiful
19 year old college student with long brown hair and piercing blue eyes. The
young man driving pointed at the villege and said something in his native
language that she didnt understand. She turned
to the back seat "I guess we're here". In the back seat was
her brother Tom and his wife Karen. Tom was a big strapping guy who looked the
part of a football player which he was at State before he graduated two years
before. Karen was a beautiful tall thin
blond who is 21 years old and a college cheerleader.
Becky had been very
reluctant when Tom and Karen insisted, no demanded, that she accompany them on
their honneymoon. She was afraid of
being a third wheel. But Tom was concerned that his shy bookish little sister
had never been far from their quiet mid-western town. When he booked the trip
to this south pacific paradise and found a third person could go almost for
free Becky finally agreed.
For the first three
days Beckys fears came true. The Donaldson family is very conservative and
religious. The new Mr. and Mrs. Thomas
Donaldson rarely left their room. Becky only saw them at Meals and sometimes
not even then. She giggled as she thought
that the chastity before marriage rings her brother and Karen wore
before saturday were not just for show. At night as she laid in bed in the
ajoining room she could hear them. She was ashamed that as she listened to
Karen screaming in passion she wished she had a man who made her feel like
that.
Becky was a virgin
and grew up in a household where talk about sex was strictly forbidden. Her
parents even sued the school board so whenever sex
education was taught
in school she left class and sat in the library. She thought she knew the
basics of sex but as she laid in the
dark hearing the grunting and screaming pause and continue she tried to imagine
what they were doing.
The resort was
beautiful and luxurious but very quiet and almost deserted. To her it seemed
this was the perfect place for older people in high stress jobs to unwind after
merging two companies or something. While the newlyweds spent their days indoors Becky sunbathed by the
pool alone. Or almost alone, there was the young native boy Sam who brought her
drinks(non-alcoholic of course). She spent the first day slathered with suntan
lotion to protect her pasty skin and reading an anthropology textbook. The
young waiter stood out from the rest of the workers. He was shorter and darker
and his reasonably good english had a much different accent. Out of loneliness
she befriended him and he told her his name was Sam. Or at least that was the
name he went by at the resort, his real name was unpronouncable to her.
Becky was the kind of
girl who didn't realize how beautifull she really was. She normally wore loose
conservative clothes. She was unaware of the affect her long legs, large ample
breasts and beautiful eyes had on men. When Karen make a brief appearance by
the pool she took one look at Beckys "Granny" one piece swimsuit and
dragged her to the gift shop. The gift shop had no other customers in it when
the two women entered, just two excited salesmen who openly stared at the two
beautiful americans. Before she could object Karen led her to the small
dressing room in the back of the store and pushed her through the swinging
louvered doors. Becky didnt like this at all the dressing room seemed as small
as a phone booth, and had large mirrors on all three walls. When she turned to
face karen she was shocked she could see the front door and the register over
the small doors. Looking down the doors
only seemed to cover her from the knees up. It took Karen 5 minutes of
pleading to get her virginal sister in law to take off her thick terry cloth
cover up and a promise to pick out something appropriate for her to take off
her one piece swimsuit. When her suit dropped to the floor Karen playfully
reached under the doors and snatched it and the cover up. Becky now stood naked
and helpless in the little cubicle. "Karen come back here" she hissed
in a loud whisper" I want to go to my room". Karen with beckys
clothes over her shoulder was looking through racks of string bikinis and
thongs."Go ahead Becky" "You know I cant, Come back here"
Karen laughed
"If you need help one of these nice men can come back there"
"NO!" Becky shouted"please"she begged "come
back." Karen returned with two little string bikinis one pink and one
white. Beckys objections to wearing them was quickly ended when karen put her
hand on one door and opened it an inch.
Two days later on the
third day of the vacation Becky was now sunbathing by the pool in the little
pink bikini. She was still not completely comfortable. She avoided the bar
where the bartender could not stop staring at her chest. If she needed anything
Sam brought it. Over the last three days she found out that he came from a
primative tribe on the other side of the island that still stuck to the old
ways of life. He had a jeep and would travel back once a week to deliver goods.
Then he told her something that excited her so much she had to tell Tom and
Karen.
Tomorrow was the
start of the biggest tribal celebration of the year. Over dinner she told them
this festival was like thanksgiving. The tribe celebrated the harvest with
sacrifices and a feast. She blushed as she told her brother there was also a
fertility ritual at the same time to ensure next years harvest. Sam invited her
to come along when he left tomorrow. The
ritual starts at sundown and goes all through the night. They start roasting the pigs long before dawn so they are ready
for the feast at midday. Its like a giant luau and they have pristine beaches
over there untouched by tourists. Tom, surprised by his sisters passion agreed
to go with her. He laughed off Karens concern about leaving the resort.
"I heard all
these natives are tiny". Standing and flexing his muscles"I'm like
King Kong to them.
The next day
"Sam" waited at the marketplace for the girl with eyes like the sea.
He laughed thinking how gullible she was to meet him away from the cameras of
the resort. When he saw her his heart sank, she was not alone. She was dressed
in a sundress that barely concealed her
luscious curves. His
eyes widened when he saw the golden haired girl was with her. Although some
would say she was too skinny, he thought she was trim and lean with small firm
breasts like the uku fruit. Her and the big dumb man were dressed for a hike
with khaki shorts t-shirts and
boots. She wore a
blue denim shirt over the t shirt tied in the front. The blue eyed girl greeted
him and explained they would all go with him.
His heart soared.
The trip through the
jungle was uneventfull. Sams bigest fear was driving off the road while peering
down her sundress. She was wearing that pink bikini beneath the dress that her
big breasts kept threatening to fall out of. He only kept his eyes on the road
by thinking of what was to follow.
They arrived an hour or two before sunset.Sam
stopped the jeep just outside the village and they all got out. Becky followed
Sam towards the village entrance where what looked like a welcoming party
waited. Tom said "This place looks like something out of a national
geographic magazine." The village
was made up of small thatched grass huts assembled in no particuar pattern.
They were walking towards an entrance arch where an old man stood waiting.
behind him were 8 large warriors and a group of young women. "Wow I dont
like like look of those spears"
said Karen. Sam
laughed and promised they were only for ceremonial purposes. He had the
tourists wait as he talked to the man he told them was the shamen. After a
short conversation he waved them over with a big smile "Welcome, be our
guests" Everyone in this group was wearing grass skirts and shell covered
jewelery.
Two young women
approached them each one carrying a large gourd cup in both hands. Sam
explained that they contained a ceremonial drink. It was bad luck to refuse to
drink it. The two girls were each surrounded by four young women. Becky and
Karen were handed cups by the smiling native maidens. She said thank you and
looked in the cup and saw a golden slightly syrupy liquid. She looked at Tom
and Karen and shrugged and tasted the drink. It tasted sweet and fruity but
burned her tummy and caused her to cough. Becky never drank alcohol and only
drank more to be civil after San promised the drink was fermented only to kill
germs.Tom asked Sam what was in it but he just said i'll tell you later. It is
only for women. You will drink the warriors drink . They were then taken on a
tour of the village. Quickly, Tom was separated from the two girls. Becky saw
him walk away from them with the warriors the shamen and Sam. They were talking
laughing and slapping each other on the back. She turned to Karen to tell her
and saw she was surrounded by four young women. One was holding the cup in
front of her face. Karen was politely telling her no. Her vision was then
blocked my another cup holding woman in front of her. She said drink and please
repeatedly until she took the cup and took a sip. The sip turned into a couple
of gulps when the woman kept tilting the cup upward. She felt hands on her back
steadying her. Afterwards they continued the tour of the village.
Sam watched as the
two women drank the drugged potion. It was an old recipe that made the drinker
submissive and docile. It also contained a
powerful stimulant to
keep them awake and alert for what was to follow.As he watched he saw the
golden haired girl stumble slightly and had to be grabbed by the priestesses.
When they started walking again the two flanking her held onto her hands. He
smiled as he watched her butt move under her shorts as she walked. The potion
also contained a powerful aphrodesiac." Hey wheres the girls" it was
tom. "Men go this way women go that way, big man"Sam answered as the
men walked towards the ceermonial area "You will see them again at the
ceremony, I promise."
Becky was feeling
very strange. She had never been drunk and wondered if this was it.It didnt
bother her that two women were holding her wrists and leading her around the village. Also it didnt
bother her that the four women surrounding her no longer asked her to drink
they just pressed the cup to her lips and said drink. What did bother her was
that her butt hurt. She tried to tell Karen that she did not see any pigs in
the village for the pig roast but when she turned around the woman behind her
smacked her on the butt. She felt so fuzzy headed that all she could do was
yelp.
As the sun was
setting and they were led to the ceremonial area the girls saw a sight that
should have caused concern. A small group of natives were waiting at the
villages edge looking into a field. They became excited when they saw two
figures running towards them. Becky was shocked to see they were girls her age
but completely naked. To becky what happened next looked like when you see
people greeting loved ones at the airport. They were hugged and kissed by these
people. It was then that becky saw they were not completely naked. They had
what looked like woven straps around their wrists and ankles. there were others
around their upper arms and thighs. As becky watched one girl an older man was undoing
a thick, wide woven coller from around her neck while a painfully tight belt
was removed from her waist. All the bindings had short thin ropes coming from
them. It was then that a middle aged woman saw Becky, Karen, and their
handlers. She approached them talking loudly in the native tounge.
The women with Becky
shouted back at her and motioned her away. For a second Becky thought the woman
was thanking her for something but then she heard Karen cry out in pain as she
pulled towards the ceremonial area. The women then yanked on her arms and
forcefully led her away.
As sunset approached Tom was enjoying himself.
He had been drinking a weak frothy beer with the warriors that wasnt half bad.
He was also given a tour of the ceremonial area. There was a large oval ring of
grass mats with a huge bonfire stacked and ready to be lit at the center. At
one end of the oval was a raised platform With three throne like chairs on it .
In the center sat the huge fat Chief of the tribe. The two smaller chairs were occupied
by the Shamen and Tom. In front of the platform were strange wooden structures
Directly in front of the platform there was a thick post stuck in the ground.As
tom watched the post was greased and a
rotating headpiece was slipped over it. It had various sockets in it at all
differant angles. . At the other end of the oval was another platform screened
by a thatched fence. Near the bonfire were two stone lined pits.. Sam explained
they cooked in the traditional manner. The pits would be filled with hot coals
from the bonfire and covered up. Workers carried in wicker baskets filled with
wooden items. There were wooden masks, and to Toms surprise Wooden penises.
They looked to be made of the same dark dense wood that the warriors spears
were made of. The workers left some knives and pots at his platform and took
the rest to the other platform. Groups of workers carried large wooden
discs towards the other platform.
"What are those" Tom asked. The Shamen barked out an order and one
was brought before them. Tom saw what looked like a shallow wooden washtub. It
looked like like about 3 or more feet across and 6 inches deep. The inside was
carved like a bowl and Tom was shocked to see a large phallus sticking up from
the center. It was covered in ridges. "It is a torture device" Sam
said "It is called wife punnisher. The woman is made horney with drug and
then sits inside."
"No woman can
handle that" tom said. "Not inside, she rubs against outside."
"That doesnt sound like much of a torture" "She can be tied
inside for hours or days. If a woman murders she may last a week without food
or water until dead" "Wow, they keep humping that for days."
Tom was pretty drunk
when the fire was lit after dark. The mats around the outside were quickly
filled up by the villagers. The women were topless,wearing only tiny
loinclothes. The men only wore brightly colored oversized sheaths over their
penises. Before the drums began Tom thought he heard his wife and his sister
calling for help. Once the naked dancers started he quickly forgot.
Becky was having
trouble walking. As the sun was setting her guides were trying to get her to
quicken her pace. With every step however
she could feel her bikini bottom rubbing against her pussy. The bikini
was soaking wet and it was driving her wild. Her nipples were also tingling and
she didnt know why." Becky, I want to go home. I dont like this"
"Me too" "Becky listen to me, Something must be in that juice,
It's made me so horny. Dont drink any more." "Okay"
The two girls arrived
at the ceremony site. They were helped up onto a platform. Becky then met the
most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
She was taller than
the other natives and she wore only a tiny jewled loincloth. She walked up to
Becky with a big smile on her face. "Meena"
she said pointing at
herself"me-na" Becky understood "Beck-y" The woman put her
hands on Becky face and then gave her a passionate kiss on the lips
"Bek-key". Becky hardly noticed that her sandels were removed. She
saw a barefoot Karen being led to the front of the platform by a woman that
could have been Meenas twin. Becky noticed that she was no longer being held.
Meena followed Karen and motioned for Becky to follow. Becky obediantly
followed. As she walked to the front of the platform she saw two straw mats one
of which karen was standing on. Flanking the mats were two statues. But they
were moving. As she stepped onto the mat to the right of Karen she looked down
at the living statue. Looking up was a pitiful looking native girl probably
younger than she was. The girls big doe like brown eyes were begging Becky for
help. Tears streamed down her face. The girl could not talk because her lips
formed an O around a piece of wood in her mouth that was held in place by a
strap. She was sitting in a shallow bowl with a big shaft in the middle.Her
arms were tied so tightly behind her back that her elbows touched.
"tom...Tom is
that you" Beckys attention turned to Karen who was just out of arms reach.
She was being forced down to her knees. "Look Becky its Tom" she
pointed ahead before her hand was quickly grabbed "TOM" Becky looked
ahead as Meena came up and wrapped her arms around her. She looked out at a
large log cabin like bonfire that was just being lit.What are all these people
doing here, there were crowds. Beyond that she saw another platform and Tom was
sitting on it. Meena kissed her on the side of the neck and cupped her breasts.
Becky moaned and then called to him with a quavering voice "Tom help us we
want to go home" Meena pushed her down on her knees "Tom" He was
drinking and laughing "Help us" Karen called for him again. Becky
looked at her again and she seemed to be surrounded by naked women. She was
kneeling sitting back on her heels. One woman was brushing her hair, another
held the cup to her lips again. As Becky watched her blue denim shirt was
removed and thrown off the platform, it was picked up by one of a crowd of
little boys. He ran to the bonfire and threw it in. She felt a comb being
dragged trough her hair. From the sound of the soft soothing voice she could
tell it was Meena. Other women were tugging at her wrists and ankles. They all
paused to lift her sundress over her head. She could here the noise of the
crowd increase as she knelt there in her pink bikini. The cup was brought up to
her lips and she turned her head away to avoid it. She saw Karen was topless
laying on her back. She was fighting a loosing battle to keep her shorts and
panties from being dragged down her legs. She was crying as she lost and a
patch of golden curls was exposed to the mob. Her panties were last seen being
fought over by two little boys.
Meena yanked Beckys
head back by the hair and the drugged nectar was poured down her throat.
"Give her more" Meena then bundled her hair into a tight bun that
matched the poor little girls. Meena was pressing her breasts into the womans
back. "You have the biggest tits I've ever seen".Meena had her chin
on Beckys shoulder. She was cooing into her ear in the native
language"Look slut they're all looking at them".She was massaging
Beckys tits Becky was moaning and
squirming."You are the star Beck-ky lets give them a show" The tall
girl pressed her thighs together as Meena untied the bikini string and pulled
the little pink triangle free. With a couple quick commands the other
priestesses moved to give the crowd a good look. The two women holding her arms
pulled them backwards. Meena tore the bikini top free then tilted Beckys head
all the way back. Becky was displayed back arched like an old time auto hood
ornament . The firelight played on her body as the crowd cheered. Meena
massaged the big breasts and pinched her nipples.After a few seconds they got
back to work. Meena looked to the left. She smiled as she saw the golden haired
girl was having an orgasm. Beyond she saw the fishermans dumb daughter in her
punisher. She was there because she refused to share the chiefs bed. Dumb.
Meena spoke to Becky again. "who is the golden girl to you slut, Is she
your sister" Meena slid her right hand down Beckys stomach. Becky parted
her legs "You are a wanton little slut" Meena began rubbing her
pussy"Too bad you did not bring another sister with you."She looked
to the right at her little sister tala. Poor tala"Beck-y youve met my
sister. Her name is tala" Tala was watching them and crying. In
native" Watch the dancers baby, or are you facinated by these
tits."Tala shook her head no. Becky was moaning louder "Poor baby I
gave you enough potion to fill your belly, you should be rubbing up against the
shaft more than that" Tala slumped her shoulders and cried more" Baby
your fate is decided you need to take what pleasure you can, your death is
approaching." To a priestess standing by the side of the
platform"Could you please mastubate by little sister, I want her to come a
few times before they're all spiced" Hearing the word spiced caused Tala
to sit bolt upright "Sure Meena" "Thanks" "Watch the
dancers baby, concentrate on the cocks."
"Lets get these two plugged and mounted we are running late. Then
we can spice all four."
Becky was in ecstasy.
Meena was behind her playing her like a musical instrument. She could not focus
due to the waves of pleasure. She could see ahead of her nude dancers men and
women around the huge fire. She could see two more of these bowls being carried
towards her. Meena and her companions moved her and Karen away from the edge
and the mats were removed, Becky was positioned on all fours. she could see
that her wrists were encircled by woven leather bracelet. She remembered the
girls she saw earier. "I am replacing her, Karen we are their
replacements" Beckys head was pushed down to the platform so her ass stuck
up in the air. She was tightly held by the women. Her head was turned towards
karens."I know becky they're preparing those things for us, were going to
be sitting in them" She could hear Meena laughing
She held a odd
looking wooden item in front of Beckys face. It was a plug that widened from a
rounded point. Then it narrowed for an inch and ended in a round ball. Meena
took the item behind her. Becky saw a look of surprise on Karens face.
"Ooo.. Wha.. No get it out ..No" she was struggling to no
avail"they stuck something in my butt, it hurts..No." Becky was
painfully aware of her vulnerable position. Her butt was in the air and her
bumhole exposed. A thick rope had been looped around the backs of her knees,
then looped around her neck. She couldnt move.
"oh" she
felt a liquid being poured down the
crack of her ass. She struggled as she felt a finger touch her anus. Meena was
rubbing her back with one hand and saying soothing things to her "NO"
Then she felt the blunt rounded end of what she knew was the plug
"AHH" She squeezed her sphinter closed as hard as she could as Meena pushed. Hands reached beneath her
and cruelly pinched and twisted her nipples. This distraction was all that was
needed for Meena to push the plug past her sphincter. Becky, crying and
ashamed, could feel the big plug stuck in her ass. Because of its shape she
could not push it out.
The two girls were
pulled to their feet. Both squirmed because of their new plugs. Becky looked
down to see them tightening a belt around her waist. She could see the woven
straps on her thighs and ankles. All had strings dangling from them. Her arms
were then pulled behind her back. She looked up to see the bowl positioned for
her. "Ow"her elbows were pulled together. Once they were tightly
bound Meena came up beside her and softly talking urged her forward. Becky
would give anything to be able to run. her legs were free but she just couldnt
run. Instead Meena patted her on the ass and she stepped forward. "Please
Meena,dont make me do this" "sssh" Becky stood at the edge of
the punisher looking down at the huge evil looking phallis at its center. Menna
patted her on the ass again and said something Becky hesitated "I promise
I wont tell anyone,just let us go"Meena smacked her on the ass hard. Becky
yelped and jumped forward into the punisher. She almost fell but was steadied
by Meena. Becky could see Karen looking up at her from her punisher. All those
loose strings were being tied dow. Meena positioned Beckys feet in front of the
phallus, her toes touched the front rim. A woman behind her pushed her down
into a squating position. Becky then fell into the bowl. The ball in her anus
caused a loud clunk. Becky thought it was like sitting in a washtub. She was
sitting with her hands on the back rim.
She couldnt remove
them because they were tied there. The waist belt has strings on the sides that
prevented her from getting up when tied. Beckys legs were positioned so that
the bottoms of her feet touched, Her knees were spread wide and she was tied in
this position. She felt herself slide to the center until her labia touched the
phallus. Meena turned Beckys head to the right. Tala was oblivious to her
surroundings. Becky saw that a wooden mask had been put over her face. Using her arms and feet for leverage
she was thrusting her hips up rubbing her pussy against the rough ridged
phallus. Becky was so horny from the drug she without thinking started rubbing
her pussy. Meena kissed her on the forehead and walked away.
Meena walked to the
wicker basket to pick up the supplies she needed. She picked out a penis gag
that looked to be about the right size and took a mask and a large cup of the
potion. She smiled as she turned back towards the girls. All four were
mindlessly trying to mount the phallus. Even little Tala. Her little sister had
the worst luck . Se walked over to Beckys side and knelt down. To be one of the
four chosen by lottery is bad enough. She tilts Beckys head back and forces her
to drink more of the potion. Then only three are chosen because of the chubby
girl. "Drink more" She makes her drink all but a half inch on the
bottom. Becky is staring into her eyes. Then these two gifts fall into our
hands. Meena smears the penis gag with the potion and puts it up to Beckys
lips. "One black ball and two white ones Becky" The american openes
her lips and sucks on the wooden cock " Good girl keep going" she
pushes it all the way in. Becky gags and retches. Meena tilts her head back to
help her get used to it and ties the strings off behind her head. Beckys lips
look like an O "She couldnt pick a white one. " Meena then covers
Beckys face with a wooden mask.
Another woman passes
meena with a bucket in her hand. She puts it in front of Tala. Meena stands up.
I'll do that, She is my sister. The bucket is filled with a dark syrupy liquid.
It has the Pungent smell of spices,Herbs, and hot peppers. She kneels in front
of Tala. Talas huge doe like eye watch Meena lift a thick brush out of the
bucket. " Im so sorry baby but I couldnt let anyone else to this to
you" She could see her sisters eyes as she smeared the spice across her
shoulder and her breast. Tala went completely rigid "MMMMRRRRGGGG"
and started shaking. She screamed and wailed and screamed more as much as the
gag and mask would allow. The crowd started cheering. Meena continued to paint
her sisters body not missing an inch. "I know it hurts baby, and I wont
lie to you and say it gets better" some dripped down and touched her
pussy. Tala was hyperventilating and her eyes werefluttering. As Meena painted
her legs she winced as if touched by fire, a single drop touched her. She moved
around to Talas back."Try to breath baby, the potion is preventing you
from passing out," The spice is coated on very thick, The girl appeares to be coated with Barbacue
sause. When every inch of Tala is covered Meena stands and picks up the bucket.
"Im so sorry baby but it is tradition" she pours enough spice into
the punisher to form a small pool in the bottom. In her desperate struggles to
keep her pussy out of the pool Tala is pushing with her legs with all her
might. Without realizing it she is making the ball sticking out of her anus
rythmically knock against the back rim of the punisher. The crowd knowing this
sound applauds. "Only a few hours more baby" turning away from Tala
she sees that the chubby girl and the golden one are being spiced already. She
looks down into the terrified blue eye of Becky visible through the mask
"next"
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