Unknown - The missionary_s daughter

Kinche was bent nearly double now with her knees scraping painfully into the roughness of the ground back over her shoulders. Enhar's long thick lust-inflated cock pistoned like a baobab log into the ever expanding softness of her devouring cunt, and Julie could hear the harsh slap of his sperm-bloated balls beating a lewd and orgasm-building rhythm against the tiny asshole nestled in the crevice below her filled and battered cunt. She tried to close the sound from her ears, but it would not go. She tried to close her eyes and shut off the sight of the horrible ravishment taking place so close in front of her but they flickered open again involuntarily hypnotized by the bestial assault.

The frustrated Enhar began to go wild now with lust and sadistic delight at the same time. He twisted and turned her body beneath him like a limp rag doll as he fucked into her with ever increasing speed and vigor, smashing the softness of her naked and open body hard down into the rough dirt floor and into the rush mat until Julie thought he would drive her completely through it. His hands pinched and pulled at her as she twisted and squirmed to escape the pain. His face above her was contorted into a wild mask of sadistic lust as his blood-swollen cock battered into her, expanding and growing to ever horrifying proportions before the bulging eyes of the cringing white girl peering up between his large legs at the rigid column of wet, fucking black flesh.

Julie Davenport held her breath and gasped as she watched the tiny folds of dark but pinkened flesh of the squirming Kinche's cunt withdrawing and sinking wetly back inside again with each brutal thrust the crazed Enhar made into her. Then her heart suddenly stopped as she heard a low animal-like groan suddenly erupt from deep in the throat of the fucking fat savage, and his rigid black pole of bloated flesh skewering madly into the helpless girt beneath him began throbbing out its lewd hot liquid deep inside her quivering cunt. Julie could see it jerking forward and tunneling its way deep inside the moaning and pleading Kinche as it could go to plant its sperm deep, deep up inside her. She could see the obscene white liquid of his pent-up passion bubbling up and overflowing out around his tightly sheathed cock and down the wetly spread crack of Kinche's ass.

The king's mistress' beautiful legs kicked out helpless in the air on either side of him and fell limply to the floor. It was over and there was no more reason to resist. It had been done.

The exhausted Enhar lay collapsed heavily for a moment across her unresisting body, soaking his slowly deflating prick in the liquid depths of her aching cunt that he had filled completely a moment before. Then slowly he rose to his feet, pulling his pants up and tying the cord around them. His eyes were still locked on the beautiful woman lying limply on the floor and they reflected the disbelief that still lingered in him that such a prize had been thrown to him, Enhar! One moment she had represented the untouchable to him, more untouchable than the white bitch, and the next she was lying beneath his pounding hips with her legs split wide apart like any other piece of ass he had ever had, except infinitely better; he could not explain why!

Then suddenly Kubby was upon Kinche, not even giving her a chance to catch her breath. He had decided he was going to make her suck him until she made him cum like a bull in that proud little mouth that had heretofore been good enough only for a king! He felt a sudden jerk in his pants as he visualized her swallowing his hot warm load as he spewed it all the way down her throat. He reached down and ran his hands greedily over her neck, feeling the smooth tight hollows giving before the slight pressure he exerted. He circled his thumbs up over the full sensuous lips and pushed them gently apart to see the pink moist flesh of her tongue that would soon be circling around the hardness of his throbbing black prick like that of a coiling snake!

The limp body of the king's mistress shuddered even as she lay limp beneath Kubby, her new burden. There was a certain horrified acceptance in her face because she knew there was no hope whatsoever of escape from the hopeless position she was in. She knew she should be honored that she was the very best reward that the king could offer for a great service, but she had been so humiliated and defiled by this group, especially the fat one, that idealism no longer mattered very much. Hopefully, this one could never be as bad as the other had been when she had to lie there and let him pump his lewd sperm deep up in her belly like the lowest woman in the village! Further resistance was useless, anyway, and might be punishable. Perhaps it was better to please as best she could to get them finished off once and for all. Yes, she would give it to them, all they wanted and how they wanted it.

She could not help glowering up at Kubby though with eyes of contempt as the others laughed. He reached down behind her and put his hands backwards between her thighs and forced them slowly apart. She let herself go, opening her legs before his harsh pressure and gritting her teeth trying to hold back the scream of revulsion building within her. He ran the tip of his finger up the slit of her hungering cent, still moist from the fucking Enhar had given to her a short while ago. She just lay still and let him do it to her.

However, she closed her eyes from the pressure against the sensitive lips of her aching cunt, and her face was impassive as though she wished she were dead at this very moment. The ape-like savage sitting across her naked stomach ran his hands gently, almost reverently over her hips and belly and then suddenly lost control and squeezed them with a cruel hard force that brought a sudden squeal from her lips.

His big head dropped suddenly, and he bit hard into the round softness of her titty. His teeth sunk cruelly into her firm flesh, making her jerk and squeal again. He laughed, as did the others, at her sudden pain and moved his mouth down over the smooth flatness of her belly, biting into the softness of her skin all along the way. Julie watched with a vague detachment now. She had felt horror for so long that it was no longer horror, and there was nothing she could do but lie still and watch.

The beautiful mistress was squirming in earnest now, attempting to escape the sharp nipping teeth biting into her. She pushed at the muscular man's head with all her remaining strength, but it was useless. He had waited too long, just like Enhar, for such a prize. He leaned up above her and looked down again at her nakedly exposed flesh stretched beneath. His hands ran up over the narrowness of her waist and massaged at the firmness of her tits again. It was obvious he was enjoying her torment beneath him and was delaying the final moment as long as he could hold out. He leaned back on his haunches and looked up and down the length of her dark smooth body again. A slight gasp came from his lips as the full lovely symmetry registered in his gaping eyes. It reminded him, on a slightly slimmer and more muscular scale, of the white girl here that he had had with Dawak last night except that Dawak had got the sucking then. Now it was his turn to sink it between a set of warm soft lips and blow his balls deep down in her throat. This one would be particularly satisfying he thought as he felt a hollow longing feeling begin deep in his testicles.

Kinche lay limp now that his teeth were no longer tearing into flesh. There was a look of resignation on her face that indicated she had resigned herself to accepting the degradations he was about to subject her to. She hardly knew he was there now, and the only thoughts that ran through her mind were of what she would do in the years of abstinence that for her would follow this. The king would never have her again. Her only chance would be for some widower who might find her beautiful enough to give up his choice of one of the virgins. After this, she might not wish a man. She might wish to jump from the Cliff of Doom, although she doubted that the kind Daranje Kawat would allow it.