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Larra stared wide eyed at her
captor. Her breathing was ragged
and her magnificent bosom rose and fell with each shuddering
breath. “Please, Chui,”
she begged. “Why are you doing this?
Is this the way of a Maasi warrior?”
Chui did not
answer. He simply stared at the
ravishing white woman with undisguised
lust. His eyes drifted over her
perfectly formed body. Never
had he beheld such beauty! He
caressed her hair, feeling its unfamiliar
softness. It reminded him of
the fine pelt of a leopard. His
hand then moved down to the flawless oval face, gently stroking Larra’s
high cheekbones. Larra attempted
to turn her head away from his molestations, her violet eyes blazing out
at him with both hate and defiance.
Chui reached behind her and seized her long braid, forcing her head
to remain still. What spirit
this white woman had! And how
exquisite was her beauty! Her
white satiny smooth skin was flecked with tiny motes of
color. Chui had never seen freckles
before and the delicate speckles that adorned Larra’s body fascinated
him. Each tiny brown dot was
so small as to be almost invisible and they in no way detracted from her
beauty, but rather enhanced it.
Chui’s fingers continued his exploration
of Larra’s person. His hand
swept over her pouting lips and proceeded to stroke her swan-like
neck. He then used both hands
to fondle her strong shapely shoulders, running his finger tips gently along
her perfectly formed collarbones.
As his caressing fingers swept lower, Larra once again tried to shift
away from this violation of her virgin
body. No man other than her father
had so much as kissed her and now she was being subjected to the most degrading
treatment at the hands of her black
captor. Her attempts to avoid
his attentions, however, amounted to no more than arching her back and leaning
back on her haunches. This simply made her vulnerable body even more
desirable. Chui simply moved
closer, so that his knees were pressed against hers, and then moved his large
hands over her firm high breasts.
They seemed like ripe melons waiting to be
picked.
In spite of her efforts at self-control, Larra
could not help letting a small gasp escape her lips as his hands descended
upon the ripeness of her bosom. She
attempted to lean even further back, so that her torso was almost parallel
to the ground. Chui simply followed
her by leaning his body over hers.
Gently his hands kneaded her pliable white
breasts. He gave a cry of
astonishment at their soft firmness.
Never had his hands fondled anything like them
before! They were the breasts
of a fully mature woman, but they were as firm as those of a
fifteen-year-old. This was going
to be most enjoyable. Well worth
drawing out for as long as possible.
A small cry escaped Larra’s lips, a cry
that she instantly regretted due to the sign of weakness it
indicated. She must remain strong,
but she felt far from strong in her precarious
position. She tried to sit up
and duck her body beneath Chui’s questing hands, but the huge African
squeezed down on her breasts, easily holding her in
place. Now his touch was no longer
gentle and his hands closed brutally on her twin mounds, squeezing out the
flesh between his fingers. Larra
stifled a low moan. She must
hold out against this torture!
Chui had pulled her body erect once
again. Using his thumbs he gently
rubbed her budding pink nipples, feeling them harden under his
touch. Giving in to impulse,
Chui lowered his head and took the nipple of her left breast between his
teeth. Larra’s entire body
tensed, but she was unable to move away from this
outrage. Slowly, Chui ran the
tip of his tongue over the nipple, stimulating it until it became fully
engorged. Then deliberately he
closed his teeth on the swollen teat waiting to see Larra’s
reaction. Despite the wracking
pain he knew she was experiencing, the helpless woman made no sound other
than a slight intake of breath, and a further tightening of her
body. Chi was amazed, any other
woman he had treated like that had given way to hysterical
screaming. This goddess made
no sound whatsoever.
Chui pulled himself away from Larra’s
swollen nipple. He was now fully
aroused, but he was in no hurry. He
would take this woman in his own good
time. Part of the enjoyment was
drawing out the pain and humiliation of his impotent victim.
He moved his hands down her naked torso, caressing
her velvet skin. Her waist seemed
incredibly small. As his hands
ran over her hips he moved them to her shapely
rear. He took one curvaceous
buttock in each hand, marveling at their muscular
firmness. Pulling her toward
him he forced his own knees between hers, driving her legs as far apart as
her bonds would allow. Larra
fought against this intrusion, but her efforts were
feeble. She was no match for
the giant black warrior in her weakened
condition. Still, Chui was amazed
at her spirit. This woman simply
would not give up! He had taken
many women in his time and none had fought him this
long. He was going to enjoy her
final submission immensely.
Moving his left hand to the small of Larra’s
arched back; he moved his right hand over her hip, down her left thigh and
on to the dark bush that concealed her pubic
mound. Once again, Larra struggled,
her breasts heaving with the exertion.
Chui thought that he had never seen anything so beautiful and
arousing.
Cupping her mound of Venus, he located the
lips of her vagina and inserted his large middle finger into the tight
opening. Larra let out
an inarticulate cry of protest and rose on her haunches, fighting the violation
of her body. Her struggles were
of no avail. Chui pushed his
finger deeper, finally encountering her
maidenhead. It felt as tight
as a drumhead. Breaking through
that barrier was going to be both difficult and
enjoyable. He pushed lightly
against it, gauging Larra’s
reaction. Other than attempting
to pull her pelvis away from his probing digit, Larra made no
response. She had recovered her
composure, realizing that the more she reacted, the more she pleased her
captor.
Chui withdrew his finger, and gently pushed
Larra onto her back. He positioned
his body in between her parted legs, his weight forcing them even farther
apart. Larra gasped at the pressure
being applied to her pelvic region.
With her ankles still bound, her legs were wracked with
pain. She gritted her teeth and
awaited Chui’s next move.
His face was now very close to
hers. Grasping her long braid
with his left hand, he held her head steady while he began to kiss her forehead
and face. Larra tried to turn
her head away, but Chui pulled brutally on her braid, forcing her head back,
so that he could run his lips over her
throat. With a feeling of revulsion,
Larra realized that he was licking the sweat from her
body. This continued for several
minutes, with Chui’s tongue traveling down her neck to her upper chest
and then returning to her face, which he licked like a
dog. His tongue finally penetrated
her ears and his teeth nipped at each
earlobe. His questing mouth then
moved back to her throat. He
ran his lips along the line of her jaw and then moved his mouth to her
lips. As he did so, he squeezed
down hard on her left breast, all the strength of his powerful fingers crushing
the yielding flesh in a sadistic grip.
“Mmmmpppppphhhh!” A muffled
moan escaped Larra’s clenched teeth.
Chui’s painful grip on her breast was a warning of dire consequences
should she attempt to bite or in any other way resist his unwelcome
kiss. Steeling herself, she allowed
the giant to continue.
His kiss was surprisingly
gentle. Larra expected him to
mash his mouth on to hers, but he actually caressed her lips with
his. Helpless to resist, Larra
permitted him to go on. Chui
now took her lower lip between his, tugging on it
slightly. Then he moved his mouth
completely over hers and pushed his tongue into her
mouth. Larra was so shocked at
this intrusion that she almost bit down on his questing organ, but she was
reminded of proper behavior by a painful increase in pressure on her
breast. Once again, she lay
still.
Chui’s tongue explored the inside of
Larra’s beautiful mouth.
Stroking her own tongue with his, and then running
its tip back and forth along her perfect
teeth. Larra felt as if
her mouth was being raped, but could do
nothing. She resisted the strong
temptation to bite down. Any
resistance of that sort and Chui’s vengeance was sure to be swift and
terrible.
Chui then withdrew from her mouth and continued
running his tongue and lips over her
face. He kissed her eyelids and
ran his lips down her cheekbone and back once again to her delicate
ear. Then, seemingly satisfied
with his oral grooming, Chui lowered his mouth to her trembling breasts,
licking them all over. He paid
special attention to her firm nipples and tightening
areola. Larra found to her shock
and disgust that her body was being titillated by this
attention. She was responding
sexually to her molester despite her horror at the
situation.
Chui’s mouth engulfed the nipple of her
right breast. At the same time
his right hand squeezed down on the yielding white flesh of her left breast,
massaging the soft yet firm tissue as if it was a rubber
ball.
The black giant’s tongue flicked over
Larra’s pert nipple, constantly stimulating
it. Then he began to suck hard
on her breast, his large mouth completely covering her nipple and
areola. Larra gasped, as she
felt her blood being drawn into the tip of her sensitive teat. Chui kept
this up for quite some time, alternating between her left and right breasts
with his mouth and hands. By
the time he finished Larra’s breasts were fully
engorged. Chui had sucked so
hard that tiny drops of blood had been brought to the surface of her
nipples. Each continued touch
on her now over-sensitized pink buds caused extreme
pain.
Chui knew that he was hurting
her. That was part of his
pleasure. But the only sign that
his victim gave of the suffering he was inflicting was her heavy breathing,
and a bright sheen of perspiration that broke out all over her
body. What control this woman
had! It would be such a delight
to break her spirit! He intended
to prolong her pain and humiliation for as long as
possible.
Larra flexed her arms, trying to find a weakness
in the strips of cloth that bound her.
So far Chui had merely humiliated and mauled her, but she knew that
would not last. Sooner or later
he would be too aroused and then he would have his way with
her. She could not bring herself
to use the word rape. The thought
of being sexually penetrated by this beast was simply too
frightening. Larra’s experience
with men had been very limited.
Since leaving
The thought terrified
her. She wondered what it would
be like to be taken with her hands and feet tied, pinned to the ground by
a violent and brutal captor. She
almost trembled at the thought, but could not put the terrifying vision out
of her mind. By now her entire
body was covered with sweat, much of it generated not by heat, but by
fear. As Chui’s hands molested
her body she felt cold all over, and the pit of her stomach felt as if in
contained a chunk of ice. It
took all of her self control to stop herself from screaming and begging for
mercy. It was especially difficult,
as Chui began to work his way lower.
Keeping both hands on her breasts, Chui continued
to lick her shimmering body, moving his mouth toward her flat
belly. Once there, he inserted
his tongue into her navel, probing and sucking at the irresistible
depression. All the while, he
continued to squeeze her breasts and to pinch and twist her
nipples. The pain he caused her
breasts was almost unbearable.
Larra suppressed a whimper, shifting her body slightly in an attempt
to free herself. Chui grunted
his satisfaction at the response.
The White Witch was close to breaking!
Removing his powerful hands from her breasts,
Chui wrapped his arms about her wondrous thighs, forcing them even further
apart and exposing the lips of her
vagina. Chiu’s mouth was
only a few inches from the opening of her sex
organ. Larra fought against what
she knew was coming. She knew
that such resistance was hopeless, but she could not simply lie back and
let herself be violated. But
Chui was ready for the expected
resistance. His arms clamped
around her legs like vices, bringing his mouth into contact with her
labia. Larra strained her powerful
legs, arching her back even more than it already
was. The effort forced her upper
body completely prone and spread her legs even farther
apart. Her resistance had actually
made his defilement of her body even easier. Panting, she strained her arms
in an attempt to break her bonds.
Her large, trembling breasts bounced from side to side as she
struggled. All of this was to
no avail. Slowly, almost agonizingly,
Chui’s tongue moved past her
labia. Eventually his mouth
completely covered her pubic mound.
Then his long tongue plunged inside her vagina, licking and stroking
its interior walls and stimulating her
clitoris. Larra felt neither
pain nor pleasure at this intrusion, but she did found it utterly
humiliating.
Chui took his time at this new
activity. Shamed and frightened,
Larra could only endure his attentions.
She knew that her molester was attempting to arouse her sexually,
but she was far too terrified to be stimulated in any
way. She was aware, however,
that Chui was providing considerable lubrication to her vaginal
sheath. It would make her violation
that much easier for him. She
tried to relax her body, preparing for one final act of resistance, hopeless
as she knew it would be.
After what seemed like hours to the humbled
woman, Chiu pulled himself away from Larra’s
body.
Rising on his knees before her he slowly
undid the leather thongs holding his
loincloth. As the covering fell
away, Larra had to choke back a cry at the size of Chui’s huge
phallus. It was a full twelve
inches long, and as thick as
her wrist. It seemed impossible
that such a huge organ could fit inside any woman.
Chiu studied Larra’s
reaction. The slight flicker
of fear that swept across her face and the increase in her rate of breathing
openly delighted him. “Now,
White Witch,” he gloated,“ I will make you a
woman!” With that he seized
Larra’s ankles and lifted her feet into the air, so that her saucy bottom
was exposed. Then reaching between
her legs from underneath, he forced them apart and pushed his arms, head,
and finally his torso between her still bound
legs. Larra found that her legs
were now wrapped around Chui’s waist, exposing her sex organ to his
massive erect penis! It was so
neatly done, that Larra did not even have time to
struggle. But now, she fought
and bucked like a wild horse, attempting to avoid the coming rape with every
fiber of her being!
Chui let her
struggle. He was really enjoying
himself. Then, slowly he lowered
his weight onto the woman’s writhing
body. Gently, he rubbed the tip
of his penis against the lips of Larra’s
vagina. Larra’s wild struggles
became even more frantic. She
should have been completely exhausted, but from somewhere she found a reserve
of energy and writhed and thrashed like a wild
beast. But Chui would not be
denied. He waited until Larra’s
struggles subsided and she lay helpless before him her eyes wide with fright
and her breath coming in the convulsive gasps of someone on the edge of complete
physical collapse. She had fought
as hard as she could and been defeated.
Now she could do nothing but wait the finish of her
ordeal.
Chui continued to rub the tip of his penis
against Larra’s vulva. Seminal
fluid issuing from the tip was lubricating her still dry
labia. Slowly but steadily Chiu
increased the pressure. Larra
panted, trying to hold back the scream that was building up in her
throat. She could feel her vagina
being gradually forced open to admit the massive
organ. She was very tight and
Chiu’s entrance into her vagina was not
easy. But Chiu was in no
hurry. He had all day, and he
intended to draw out the pleasure of his deflowering of the trembling virgin
as much as possible.
Larra felt the glans of Chui’s penis
penetrate the outer defenses of her
vagina. To her chagrin she felt
a tear running down her cheek. Her
self-control was weakening, she was beginning to weep as the horror and
degradation of the situation increased.
Chui noted the tear with
pleasure. He was beginning to
tame this White Witch. Soon she
would be begging like a little girl. He was now within her body and she was
totally incapable of halting him.
Ever so slowly, Chiu continued his
assault. He seemed like an almost
gentle lover, but his forced intrusion was causing Larra considerable
pain. The size of his member
spread her vagina to unexpected limits.
All she could to relieve the pain was to move her already widespread
her legs even further apart.
Slowly, Chui began to move his penis in and out of Larra’s vagina,
further stimulating his already swollen sex organ, and adding lubrication
to her dry vaginal canal. All
the time his thrusts penetrated deeper and deeper into her most treasured
of physical assets. Finally,
he reached her hymen, and pressed against the final barrier of her
virginity. At this point Larra
began to whimper, her tears now flowing freely, both from pain and the violation
of her person.
Almost against her will she heard herself
begging Chui to stop. It was
what he had been waiting for. Now
his triumph was complete!
“No!”
Larra whispered.
And then louder,
“No!
Please! Stop!
She was now crying
uncontrollably, her body wracked with great heaving
sobs. Somewhere she found an
untapped reserve of energy and attempted to twist away from the
assault.
Chui grinned maliciously and increased the
pressure. His huge sex organ
drove against her hymen.
“No!
No! Please
stop! Please
stop!
No!
No!”
Larra begged.
“Nooo!
Aaaaaggghhhh!!!!”
A piercing cry burst from her lips as he broke through her hymen,
taking from her what could never be
restored. Larra was completely
defeated.
As tears poured dawn her anguished face, Chui
pushed deeper, bringing still more pain.
“Aaahhhaaaa!!”
Larra’s mouth opened in torment, her features distorted by the
intense agony of the rape. In
fact her deflowering was made worse not only by the mammoth size of Chui’s
sex organ, but also by the fact that her vagina was unusually tight, even
for a virgin.
Chui was now plunging deep into her with powerful
controlled thrusts. The screams
of his hapless victim merely served to excite him
further. He would show this White
Witch what true punishment was. He
would draw out this experience for as long as possible.
By now
Larra was shaking uncontrollably,
her entire body seeming to go into shock at her sexual
subjugation.
She was screaming and crying; all semblance of control
gone. Her martial arts
training had deserted her and now she was simply a helpless female undergoing
the worst ordeal that a woman can endure.
“Aaaahhhaahhhggghhh” Chui had penetrated
his full twelve inches and was now biting down on Larra’s swollen right
breast. It was more pain than
she had ever known. She felt
like her insides were being torn apart.
But Chui was not finished with
her. He delayed his orgasm for
a full forty minutes. Ravishing
her again and again, until finally she stopped screaming out of sheer
exhaustion. Over and over again
he rammed his engorged member into her, raping her bleeding vagina
raw. And still he pushed deep
into her, astonished at her tightness.
For the final half-hour of her ordeal Larra
lay quietly, weeping and moaning as her body was
repeatedly punished. Finally,
with a loud cry, Chui ejaculated, finishing the rape with his ultimate act
of degradation. Disentangling
himself from the whimpering, weeping woman, her tossed her ravaged body away
from him and collapsed on the ground.
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