Kiana

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Kiana

The Untamed

 

Episode 1

Phantom of the Forest

 

Chapter 6  Stone Village

 

Delzinga was wrong about leaving on the morrow.  Neither Kiana nor Danielle was fit to show him anything the next day.  It didn’t stop either him or Abeba from fucking the blonde American one more time, but they went easier on her realizing that they needed her to help get the jungle girl back in shape. 

 

Danielle submitted to the rape docilely.  All fight had gone out of her.  Every part of her body ached and she was horrified and shocked at what Delzinga had done to Kiana.  Almost every inch of the girl’s body had been touched by the lash.  It had taken Danielle more than two hours just to clean her wounds.  She had finally convinced Delzinga and Abeba to carry the girl down to the pool where Danielle could bathe her.

 

Surprisingly the girl was still conscious.  “Need leaves,” the girl said, as Danielle washed away the blood. 

 

Danielle knew what she was asking for immediately, remembering how Kiana had treated Hughes’ injury.  “Where are the leaves?” she asked. 

 

Wincing, Kiana had pointed to the forest.  “By big tree,” she answered.  Danielle followed her finger.  She thought she knew the tree Kiana was pointing to.

 

It took her a bit of talking to get Delzinga to let her go.

 

“Look you asshole,” I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to.  I don’t have any survival skills.  She didn’t want to mention that the ordeal she had suffered at the hands of Delzinga and his henchman had left her too weak to go very far.  But Delzinga figured it out.

 

“I guess you’re too sore to do much walking,” he agreed.  “Alright.  Look for the fucking leaves.  But if you’re not back in an hour I kill your boyfriend.”

 

Danielle wanted to retort that Hughes was not her boyfriend, but let it go.  With a nod she hobbled off toward the edge of forest.

 

She barely made it back in time.  The double fucking she had received from Delzinga and Abeba had left her hardly able to walk.  But she found the leaves and brought back as many as she could.  Pulverizing the leaves the way she had seen Kiana do it, she applied the green mess to Kiana’s wounds.

 

The girl was covered in welts.  In many places Delzinga’s crude lash had not even cut the skin, but in others it had left a number of ugly lacerations .  Danielle smeared the wounds with the leaf pulp and then finding that she had some left over, she applied it too her own abrasions.  Then, she helped the battered girl back to the plane and tucked her into bed.  Incredibly, the girl was able to make it to the plane under her own power, a feat that astounded Danielle.  However, once there Kiana had collapsed into an exhausted sleep.  Danielle soon followed her and fortunately Delzinga had enough common sense to leave them alone.

 

Danielle slept through to noon the next day.  She was no sooner awake, however, when Delzinga entered the cabin.  “Time for a little recreation,” he grinned. 

 

A few feet away Kiana still slept.  Danielle noted, however, that Delzinga was taking no chances with the girl.  He had tied her hands and feet and had Abeba watching her.  Danielle knew that there was little point in protesting what Delzinga was about to do to her.  Fighting him would just make it worse.  She lay on her back and let him have his way with her. 

 

Abeba was next.  The double rape was painful and humiliating and it left Danielle so exhausted that she could hardly move, but it was better than having Delzinga and Abeba rape the unconscious girl.  And fortunately, Delzinga seemed to realize that it was impossible for Kiana to travel until she was healed and so he left her alone. 

 

Hughes was helpless to intervene.  He was kept bound and gagged except for short periods when he was allowed to relieve himself and eat and drink.  During those times Abeba kept him covered with a rifle and the two women were menaced in order to keep him in line. 

 

The next day Delzinga judged Kiana well enough to walk.  “On your feet, princess,” he ordered.  “Take me to the stone village.  And no tricks or your two friends die.”

 

Wearily Kiana stood up.  Her hands were still roped behind her as were those of Danielle and Hughes.  Her body still showed the evidence of the brutal abuse it had received, but she could walk.  The healing leaves that Danielle had plastered on her wounds had helped her heal in an incredibly short time, but she was still very weak.  The healing process had taken a lot out of her.  More than anything she needed several more days to food and rest, but she was not going to get it.

 

She looked at Danielle.  The tall beautiful blonde looked defeated.  Anger welled up in her as she thought of how Danielle had been treated.  She had been forced to mate with Delzinga and Abeba repeatedly.  The brutal treatment seemed to have sapped some of her spirit.  When Kiana glanced toward her she lowered her eyes, apparently too humiliated to meet the forest girl’s eyes. 

 

Hughes burned with anger.  His hands still bound behind him, he was helpless to rescue the two women.  Fortunately, the wound he had received from Delzinga had almost completely healed.  If he could find a way to grow the healing plant Kiana had used commercially he could make a fortune.  But that thought was far from his mind.  He had to find a way to get free.  It was almost certain that Delzinga would kill them once Kiana had led him to the stone city, but not before using both Danielle and Kiana as sexual slaves.

 

Danielle.  He felt so guilty about not being able to help her.  He had envisioned himself as a knight in shining armour riding to her rescue.  Instead, he had been captured and forced to watch helplessly while Delzinga and Abeba used her like a cheap whore.  He felt completely useless.

 

Danielle said nothing as she was roped to Kiana and Hughes.  A rope about her neck connected her to the cameraman and he in turn was roped to Kiana who had the lead.  She could not look either of her companions in the eyes.  What she had suffered through had been too humiliating.  She knew that it was not her fault, but she was suffering from the guilt that many rape victims shared.  That somehow she had done something to deserve what had happened to her.  If only she had not hired Delzinga.  It was her poor judgment in choosing a guide that had gotten her into this mess.  The exploration of the lost canyons of Ethiopia had been a photojournalist’s dream, but instead due to her mistakes it had turned into a nightmare.  Now she was paying the price for her inexperience and stupidity. 

 

“Let’s go,” Delzinga ordered interrupting the thoughts of all three captives.  He pushed Kiana forward.  “You show me the way.  And remember, any tricks and I kill your friends.”

 

Kiana moved off.  Still stiff and sore, she walked unsteadily at first until her body warmed up, then she regained some of her old form.  He mind went out to Kitty.  She could sense her now, but there was something strange about the leopard.  Kitty’s mind was working in a way that she had never experienced before.  Kiana found it very disturbing.  It gave her strange urges. 

 

She took Delzinga to the stone city by the fastest way possible for the clumsy humans who could not climb trees.  It was a long journey by foot, however, and they did not make very good time.  If she had not been tied to Hughes and Danielle the trek might have been shorter, with the three of them roped together they had to make constant adjustments as they staggered down the trail. 

 

They stopped early that day.  Even Delzinga and Abeba were exhausted.  The tremendous heat and humidity of the jungle filled canyons made any exercise tiring, and the way Kiana had chosen was not the easiest of routes.

 

“You sure this is the right way?” Delzinga asked when they finally stopped for the day.  “You give me the wrong steer and I’ll bring out the lash again.”

 

“Kiana not go this way last time,” the girl explained.  “Use trees.  But you not able to climb trees so have to go this way.”

 

“Fucking little bitch is part monkey,” Delzinga cursed, but he accepted her explanation.

 

That night Danielle was left alone.  Delzinga and Abeba were too done in to have the energy to fuck her.  But if she thought things were about to change Delzinga made it clear that they were not.  “I plan a day of rest at the stone village,” he said.  “And then I will enjoy you once more.  As for your little jungle friend I will enjoy taking her virginity.  It will be interesting to see if she screams as loudly when I pop her cherry as she did when I whipped her ass.”

 

“You bastard,” Danielle said.  “Leave her alone.  Take me instead.”

 

“Very noble,” Delzinga sneered.  “But I can fuck you whenever I wish.  Taking her will be something new.”

 

“You filthy asshole,” Danielle said.  “Have you no sense of decency?”

 

“Yes,” Delzinga smirked.  “But I keep it well repressed.  Now I suggest you stop you bitching and get some rest.  We continue our trek tomorrow.”

 

Danielle opened her mouth to reply, but shut it again.  She was wasting her breath.  Closing her eyes she settled down for an uncomfortable night’s sleep.  She hoped that fewer insects would share her bed tonight.

 

Kiana too rested.  She had understood most of the conversation between Delzinga and Danielle.  She was glad to see that some of Danielle’s spirit had returned.  Her friend was not beaten yet.  She sent out another mental feeler for Kitty.  The big cat was busy with something, but sensed Kiana’s fear.  She sent a simple return message: “Coming.”

 

 

The next day the trail deteriorated.  Kiana led the party up a side canyon.  It soon turned into a narrow trail overhanging a rushing stream.  A single misstep would plunge them to their deaths.  Delzinga took no chances.  He and Abeba walked behind the three captives.  Any attempt to escape would likely see all three prisoners fall from the cliff.  Secure in his arrangements he prodded Danielle forward.  It was at that moment that Kitty caught up to them.

 

Abeba was the luckless victim that the leopard reached first.  The cat made no sound so the first indication that she had arrived was the simultaneous sound of her jaws crushing Abeba’s skull and his ear-splitting scream. 

 

He didn’t scream for long.  With a sickening crunch Abeba’s skull collapsed and then the leopard bounded past him and right at Delzinga.  There was only one way for the brutal guide to escape and he took it.  With a scream of fear he leaped into the canyon.  Screaming all the way he dropped into the river and then he was gone, swept away in the rushing waters.

 

Danielle turned, her heart beating wildly.  She was next in line.  But Kitty simply pressed her body against the blonde’s legs, purring loudly.  “Thank god you can tell a friend from a foe,” Danielle breathed. 

 

Kitty did not answer, but pushed past both Danielle and the startled Hughes and went to Kiana.  “Kitty was busy,” said the forest girl.  Her dark eyes glinted a little strangely as she turned so that the huge panther could get at her wrists. 

 

Kitty bit through the rawhide thongs with ease.  Kiana rubbed her wrists and then knuckled the cat on the head before going to Hughes and untying him.  The cameraman regarded the leopard warily.  “You sure this beast is tame?” he asked.

 

“I don’t think she is at all tame,” Danielle answered.  “But she is safe around Kiana.”

 

“Unless you’re Abeba,” Hughes replied. 

 

“Abeba bad,” Kiana said.  “Kitty kill.”  She turned up the trail.  “We go now.  Find place to sleep.  Get some food.”

 

Hughes and Danielle exchanged a glance.  In just a few seconds the teenaged girl had taken charge.  “Follow the leader,” Danielle said, her face expressionless.

 

Kiana and Kitty led them only about a mile farther up the canyon.  They were too tired to go much farther.  Kiana knew that they all needed a chance to rest and recuperate.  She found a convenient spot where the side of the canyon had slid into the stream, partly damming it.  There was wood to make a fire and shelter.  Now all they needed was food.

 

The rations Delzinga had forced them to carry would have been adequate, but Kiana wanted more than freeze-dried food, and in any case she was not at all used to it.  She and Kitty went down to the small lake that was overflowing the natural dam.  She took a branch that she had broken off a small shrub growing at the top of the slide.  It was forked at one end and made an adequate fish spear.

 

The fish were swimming close to the surface, snatching flies and other low-flying insects out of the air.  It made it easy for her jab the pointed ends of her forked stick into them.  As she caught each one she tossed it behind her and Kitty consumed it in a couple of bites.  Kitty liked fishing, or at least the results it brought.  Not particularly fond of water, this was one aspect of hunting in which Kiana was her superior.  She watched avidly as each fish landed and immediately pounced on it. 

 

Kiana kept catching fish until Kitty no longer ate them and then caught a few more for herself and her friends.  Returning to the campsite, she found that Hughes and Danielle had constructed a shelter and lit a fire.  Ever the outdoorsman, Hughes had watched the entire fishing episode with interest, but had no desire to go anywhere near the huge panther.  He had set a flat rock near the flames to serve as a frying pan and soon had Kiana’s catch sizzling.

 

“Too bad I’ve got no butter or lemon juice,” he said.  “We’ll just have to eat them the way they are.”

 

Kiana had no objection.  She often ate fish raw.  Cooking them was a bit of a novelty.  As it turned out neither Danielle nor Hughes had any problems with the fish either. 

 

They stayed in the campsite for two days.  It took that long for all of them to recover.  During that time Kiana was unusually fidgety or so she appeared to Danielle.  Perhaps that was the way the girl usually was.  She really had only known her for a few days.  Danielle surmised that sitting around and resting was something that was quite alien to Kiana.

 

On the third day they resumed the trek.  “Show you stone village,” Kiana said.  Once again, Danielle cursed the fact that she did not have a camera.  She was being treated to the photo shoot of a lifetime and Delzinga had left her scavenged camera back at the plane. 

 

She almost felt like going back for it, but she wasn’t sure that Kiana could be convinced to take her to the stone village again.  And in any case, the film in the camera was so old that there was no certainty that it would turn out.  She therefore contented herself with following Kiana up the canyon. 

 

They walked for most of the day.  Danielle wondered how far away the stone village was.  Kiana seemed to have no concept of real distance, continually assuring them that it was “not far” whenever she was asked.

 

Hot, tired, and sweaty, Danielle was just about to ask one more time when they rounded a bend in the trail.  The side of the canyon they were walking next to went straight up several hundred feet screening off anything ahead of them.  It came, therefore, as a complete surprise when the canyon suddenly widened presenting Danielle and Hughes with one of the most memorable sights of their lives. 

 

Covered with forest, but still remarkably splendid was a towering temple.  Giant columns as thick as two men were tall soared over a hundred feet into the air, supporting a massive roof of stone beams. 

 

“My God,” said Hughes.  “It’s a lost civilization.” 

 

Danielle nodded, dumbfounded.  Finally she spoke.  “Hughes, we have to go back and get the camera equipment.  The rest of the crew probably wonder where we are anyway.  Then we have to come back here and film this.”

 

Hughes nodded.  “It’s the discovery of a lifetime.  How many years has this been undiscovered?”

 

“Stone village,” said Kiana proudly.  “I find.” 

 

Danielle regarded the child-like forest girl.  What other surprises did the girl still have for her?  Not in her wildest dreams had she ever thought that she would see something like the magnificent ruins in front of her in the wilds of Ethiopia. 

 

“You like village?” the girl asked, turning her eyes toward the open-mouthed Hughes.

 

“It’s unbelievable,” Hughes replied smiling. 

 

“What you not believe?” Kiana asked.  “You want see pretty things?”  She touched one of the jewel studded gold armbands she wore.

 

Hughes nodded.  Immediately Kiana took his hand and began to pull him toward the building.

 

“Kiana,” Danielle said, “Why don’t we wait until tomorrow?  We’re hot and tired.  It would be better if we go n the morning when there is better light.”

 

“OK,” Kiana agreed, seemingly not the least bit disappointed.  “Kiana show you hot pond instead.”  The girl turned away from the ruin and headed toward the gorge and the stream that rushed along its bottom.

 

They smelled the hot springs before they saw them.  An odour of sulphur permeated the air.  A minute later the clouds of steam rising from the bottom of the gorge gave away the presence of the warm water pools. 

 

There were four of them, spilling their water into the stream in a series of terraces.  Danielle was almost beside herself.  “This is too much,” she exclaimed.  “A hot bath in the middle of the rainforest.”

 

“You bathe first,” Hughes said.  “Kiana and I will set up camp.”

 

Danielle smiled her appreciation.  It would be good to lounge in the hot water for a few minutes.  The cold baths she had taken had not served to make her feel really clean.  She waited until Hughes and Danielle were out of sight and then undressed and stepped into the hot water.

 

Hughes noticed a member of their party was missing as he and Kiana headed back toward the temple.  “Where is Kitty?” he asked.

 

“Hunting mate,” Kiana replied.  “Kitty very busy.”  She now understood why Kitty had not come when she had first called her.  Kitty was in season and the attraction of males of her species was a powerful distraction. 

 

“I see,” said Hughes.  He was walking behind Kiana.  Try as he might, he found it almost impossible to keep his eyes off the swaying form of the girl in front of him.  She was unbelievably seductive. 

 

“Steady Hughes,” he said to himself.  “She’s just a girl.  Think pure thoughts.”

 

Kiana suddenly turned.  “You like Kiana?” she said to Hughes.

 

Mindful of the way she had hauled him to the top of the forest giant, Hughes answered cautiously.  “I think you are a very nice …person,” he answered, choosing his words with care. 

 

“I think you very nice too,” she responded.  Suddenly she was standing very close to him, her half naked body exuding a powerful sexual aura.

 

“No,” thought Hughes.  “I can’t be attracted to her.  What would Danielle think?”  But it was already too late.  His treacherous male member was already signaling its willingness to perform.

 

“Oh God,” Hughes moaned. 

 

The girl placed her arms about his neck, and raised her elfin face to his.  “You think Kiana pretty?” she whispered.

 

“I think you’re very pretty,” Hughes stammered.  He suddenly realized that in the twinkling of an eye he had lost control of the situation.  Kiana’s firm breasts were pressed against his chest and her full pouting lips were parted.  Her pink tongue slowly flicked out.  He gazed into her mesmerizing deep brown eyes. 

 

“Oh no,” Hughes thought.  “Oh no.”


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