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Jumak's Reign

Modern genetic analysis has provided us with some interesting
tools for inferring human activities. For example, by tracing
genetic markers in our mitochondria, researchers have been able
to show that all modern humans have descended from a single
female. We have named this woman Eve, and we know that she lived
about 150,000 years ago in Ethiopia or Tanzania.

Another researcher has performed similar analysis of genetic
markers on the Y chromosome. Since the Y chromosome is only
passed from father to son, it is possible to trace the travels
and adventures of early explorers and conquerors. Analysis shows
a particular genetic variation appeared around the year 1200 ce
in Central Asia. This variant then spread across Asia. Common
wisdom says that it was the great chieftain Genghis Khan who
carried these genes across the land, seeding them as he built the
largest empire the Earth has ever seen.

This is the story of an unknown warrior name Jumak (zhoo-mok).
His story is not documented in the historic record, for he led a
small band of despots. The genetic variant attributed to Genghis
Khan actually arose in the blood line of Jumak's tight knit clan.
They left the village of their origin and traveled across the
land, spreading their bloodline at each step in their path. Due
to their small number, they only attacked isolated communities.
It was the mighty Genghis who put an end to Jumak's reign of
terror. Yes, Genghis Khan was himself a ruthless conqueror, as
popular western history records. But Genghis was also a brilliant
political animal as well. Jumak's journey had lasted fifteen
years, when word of Jumak's horrifying brutality reached Genghis.
He saw Jumak as both a threat to his power, and as a
destabilizing influence. He sent his army to capture and erase
Jumak's band. They could not write, and were not written about,
until now.

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The men of Jumak's village were unusually large and strong for
their kind. They had also inherited an aggressive demeanor
coupled with a cruel disregard for the consequences of their
actions. The men and women were all sexually vigorous. Into this
environment was born Jumak. He was pathologically mean and an
enigmatic leader with an appetite for perverted sex. Obsessed
with paternal heritage, he killed his younger brother when he was
twelve. At fifteen he started raping his sisters. At age twenty,
convinced of his divine right to sire many children, he led a
group of men on a journey of violence and terror. Their name for
themselves was simply their word for Warriors.

They collected together each year on the vernal equinox. A target
village was scouted out, chosen for its remote location and small
size. This would leave the village a simple target for the
Warriors. Assured of easy victory, they moved with swiftness and
brutality. A fair fight was the farthest thing from their mind.

The Warriors traveled on horseback with a pack of trained war
hounds. Their horses were swift of hoof. The dogs profited from
their successful alliance with these men and were strictly
obedient to them. Their long legs allow them to keep pace with
the horses over large distances. The men, horses, and dogs worked
together as one during the initial assault. The surprise attack
would come before sunrise and was usually over in minutes. Their
assault was designed to instill maximum psychological terror on
the village. The braying of the hounds, the thunder of the
hooves, and the screams of the women and children left the
villagers in total confusion.

The Warriors were absolutely organized, though. Those men who
fought back were afforded the honor of a quick death. Those who
did not fight would curse their cowardice for the rest of their
days. By sunrise all remaining villagers were assembled in the
commons and stripped of their clothing to shiver in the coolness
of the morning. Everyone was made to lay face down in the dirt,
arms and legs spread. Warriors on horseback circled about, nearly
trampling the prisoners. Nervous dogs paced back and forth,
growling and snarling. Warriors on foot used whips on anyone who
moved. Men and women alike whimpered in fear. Babies separated
from their mothers wailed without end.

A wooden frame was hastily assembled on which every villager was
strapped in turn. One by one, every person was laid on their back
with their arms restrained, their legs tied high and wide, their
genitals exposed. Jumak performed the inspections himself. He
wanted each and every villager to understand their personal
subservience to his will. How each individual was disposed of
depended on what Jumak found between his or her legs. Each
villager's life was forever changed at that very moment.

If a child had not grown pubic hair yet, he or she was killed
without ceremony or undue brutality. They were beheaded with a
single stroke, their skulls tossed onto a mounting pile and their
bodies dragged outside the village gates to rot. The children
represent no part of their plan for the village. In fact the
existing children were a competition for resources. The existing
children were the offspring of the defeated men. Jumak's men
wanted all future resources of the village devoted to raising
their children. By their rights as victors in battle, this
village was to be a nursery for their own blood line. By similar
logic, any pregnant woman is beheaded and disposed of.

If a male had reached puberty, he was mutilated but left alive.
Jumak tied a leather thong tightly around the base of his nut
sack. Jumak sawed off his testicles with a dull, rusty knife, so
that he would never father another child. As the victims balls
were tied for decoration around his own neck, Jumak looked him in
the eye and told the sobbing man what a worthless piece of putrid
shit he was. The rest of the mutilation was performed by a
specialist Warrior, a surgeon who knew how to minimize side
effects and infection. The prisoner's cock was removed so that
every time he had to squat to pee, he would be reminded of his
non-manhood. The small finger was removed from both hands so he
would never again wield a sword.  The middle finger of his right
hand was removed, so he could not properly aim an arrow.  His big
toes were removed so that he could walk no further than the
fields surrounding the village.  His tongue was cut out so that
he could not tell his wife he loved her.
And his teeth were yanked out so that he could not even chew his
own food. Each man was then placed into special harness that
hobbled their ankles close together, pinned their arms uselessly
at their side, and forced their head and upper body forward, eyes
trained on their now empty crotch. They were then turned loose to
limp about the village, pale ghosts who could not stand up
straight, powerless observers of the events that would unfold
about them.

Each woman is strapped to the sorting frame and presented for
callous examination by Jumak. Some are dragged kicking and
screaming, others lie limp and still. Each is assigned to one of
three groups; Bitches, Breeders, and Virgins. No matter which
group a woman was placed in, they nearly all experienced what
modern psychology calls Stockholm syndrome. Also called battered
wife syndrome, it is a condition where a brutalized woman's mind
looses connection with the concept of an independent self. A new
personality forms that is sympathetic to the authority figure.
They experience a quasi-religious conversion to a thought process
that makes no sense whatsoever to the outside observer. An
unreasoning loyalty to the master takes control of the victim as
her free will vanishes into a forgotten past. Some women manage
to hold out for a short time. For them, the beatings get worse
and worse, until eventually every one either succumbs or dies. In
the end every woman in the village
becomes an unwitting participant in her own rape.

The old women who were no longer of child bearing age were
designated Bitches and made into galley slaves, forced to cook
and serve for the entire camp. They spend each night in the
kennels. At first each old woman was strapped head down, ass up,
thighs open. They are all whipped hard on the legs and butt with
a wide leather strap. Then the war dogs were set upon them. The
dogs of course have no concept that the women are restrained.
Since these women do not fight back, the dogs assume they are
willing. They do not care if the human bitches are old, they are
just happy to get the easy pussy. The handlers encourage the dogs
to couple several times a night. If they successfully tie with
the old bitches, they are heaped with praise and rewarded with
fresh meat to eat.

By day the Bitches serve the rest of the community hand and foot.
Every Warrior had full authority to discipline a Bitch (or a
Breeder, for that matter) in any way he saw fit. Infractions are
whatever he wanted and varied from man to man. It could be
serving food that was not hot, or too hot. It could be speaking
to one of the eunuchs, or not sounding genuine when she thanked
the Warrior for raping her granddaughter. Punishment could be an
immediate beating, but often a Bitch was hauled down to the
stables and forced to kneel in a puddle of steaming horse piss. A
hound was called over and ordered to "Mount!" It would take the
animal several minutes to gain his erection, penetrate the Bitch,
and inflate his knot deep inside her cunt. During this time a
firm hand on the back of her neck would force her face into the
filth, smearing it back and forth. Once inescapably tied with the
dog, she was left there to enjoy a series of humiliating,
heavenly orgasms. Only when the hound
was done with her could she return to her duties. Her first task
was to approach the Warrior who punished her, begging for
forgiveness and permission to wash the shit from her face. If he
doubted her sincerity, the whole process could be repeated.

Talking among themselves, the Bitches realize that their husbands
never gave them the kind of sex that they are now regularly
getting from the hounds. Their cocks are much bigger, and they
have a locking knot the size of an orange. The big knot of flesh
grinds back and forth across their G spot and their vaginal
muscles get stronger and suppler with each use. The old Bitches
are utterly powerless to resist the waves of orgasmic delirium.
They come over and over every single time. Some of them were
widows and had not had sex for years. Add to that the fact that
the hounds could keep themselves fully erect for an hour or more
and the hounds usually outnumbered the Bitches by more than two
to one. The Bitches now spend every night lost in an orgasmic
fog.

At sundown the old broads were marched back to the kennels. For
the first few weeks they are routinely restrained. Then they are
given a choice. If they willingly got down and offered their sex
to any dog that came near, they were not restrained. Those that
hesitate even for a moment were strapped down and whipped hard
before the dogs were brought on. First a few Bitches decide that
freely offering themselves is better that getting whipped and
raped. These early converts are allowed to wear clothing. They
expressed the first feelings of calm in weeks. Within one or two
days, the Bitches would experience a collective Stockholm event.
Mass hysteria turns the entire Bitch pack in the same direction.
Crowd mentality takes over and any variation is quickly brought
into compliance by rigid peer pressure. The entire group becomes
psychologically addicted to the inescapable domination of being
sexually tied with one of the war dogs.

Since the old Bitches have been totally nude for weeks, all
modesty evaporates, as does any sense of privacy. The Bitches
know they exist to please the dogs. They have come to crave it.
The dogs are horny all the time, and they do not care who is
looking. They do know that every Bitch they encounter is eagerly
compliant. It soon becomes a common site around the village, an
old woman on her hand and knees, her dress hiked up to her
armpits, her ass high in the air, her cunt locked tightly onto a
hound's cock, her eyelids fluttering shut, her toes curled in
ecstasy, grunting, sweating, the dog howling as he pumps her with
his thin watery seed, the two of them trapped there until the
hound decides he is satisfied and releases the temporarily
satiated Bitch.

The remaining women are examined by Jumak. He teases open their
vaginal lips, looking for a hymen. Virgins are led away and kept
separate from the rest of the village. All the rest are labeled
Breeders. A Breeder is first shaved of hair from head to toe and
a Warrior is called up to publicly rape her while still strapped
to the examination frame. Then a special salve is spread on her
crotch, under arms, and scalp. Made from a mixture of an obscure
Siberian tundra flower and rendered goat fat, it causes all of
the hair follicles to whither and die. The Breeders get a wicked
rash for several weeks, but once that goes away, they are totally
bald for the rest of their lives. This unmistakably marks the
woman as available breeding stock. The dogs are beaten severely
if they so much as sniff at one of the hairless women.

Except for Jumak himself, Breeders are shared equally and
indiscriminately among the Warriors. The men hold no favorites,
and entertain no jealousy. They can fuck any Breeder they want,
as often as they want. An unwritten rule, accepted by all
Warriors, is that each Breeder should be inseminated by every
Warrior as often as practical. A Breeder was expected to keep
track of who had fucked her recently. She was to offer herself to
the appropriate Warriors, so that she ensured her own rotation.
Since each man had an equal chance of fathering children with the
most desirable Breeders, each one devoted his full attention and
loyalty to the plan.

Although it varied in timing and depth, most Breeders endured
their psychotic Stockholm break during the first few hours.
Especially the mothers, seeing their babies murdered was enough.
If their clan's genes were to survive at all, it was up to them
to become pregnant again. The attractive Breeders usually had an
easy time of enticing a Warrior to get hard. The eye catching
ones were kept nude and did little else but get passed from man
to man. The youngest ones were used as prizes in games of chance.

The average looking Breeders had to seduce a Warrior with
tempting erotic dance, nasty body language, and vulgar sex talk.
A fat or ugly Breeder would be reduced to outright begging for
sex. Breeders varied their sexual techniques on the men and kept
mental notes on what individual Warriors liked and what they did
not. Some shared their experiences and ideas with each other,
while others carefully guarded their sexual secrets. The Warriors
understood that the homely Breeders were perfectly capable of
bearing children. To keep his chances of fathering children equal
with the rest, a Warrior knew he had to screw the ugly ones, too.
If Jumak learned that some unattractive Breeder was not getting
fucked multiple times a day, he would personally oversee her
procreative process.

Breeders now had to do most of the village work, days were long
and busy. They had to tend fields and flocks, help the old
Bitches prepare and serve meals, and pleasure the Warriors
multiple times a day. With no children around, they devote all
their energies to these tasks. The eunuchs were ignored and
eventually they wandered away from the village to starve to
death.

The Warriors enjoyed their life, of course. They had no work to
do, and several times a day some fertile Breeder would offer her
body to him for sex. Depending on the size of the village, most
nights a Warrior slept with three or four naked Breeders. Food
was plentiful, and there was always the public entertainment of
watching a wrinkly old Bitch fuck a dog while two more danced
about excitedly waiting their turn. The only requirements Jumak
made of the men were to battle train very hard twice a day, to
keep the horses strong, the dogs obedient, and try to get every
Breeder in the village pregnant.

The Virgins are kept separate from the rest of the community.
They were reserved for Jumak's personal use. He was easily the
biggest, meanest, and most ruthless of the Warriors. A big
measure of the men's loyalty to him was based in fear. If any man
touched a Virgin, he would join the eunuchs with a single word.
Six Virgins were chosen by lot and brought to Jumak's yurt.
Several days passed where he deflowered them all. Then every day
at sunset a seventh Virgin was brought to Jumak. She had until
the next sunset to prove she was worthy to stay.

Whichever of the seven was the least pleasing was sent from the
yurt, also at sunset. The loser was marched to the commons and
strapped down to the exam frame. She was then fucked by as many
of the Warriors that cared to. After all who wanted had used her,
the non-Virgin was shaved and treated with the Siberian salve.
She was then turned out to be just another Breeder.

This process continued until no more Virgins remained. The six
tightest, most desirable pussies in the village were now the
personal property of Jumak. His mean streak was unleashed upon
the six. He tied them up in painful positions for days and beat
them until they bled. He forced them to perform unspeakable acts
on each other. He used their assholes and mouths frequently, but
saved his orgasms for their vaginas. Sometimes the screams could
be heard throughout the village. Even after their tiny bellies
puffed out with child, he continued his abuse.

When the first frost of autumn arrived, the Warriors prepared to
leave. By now, those women who were not pregnant were probably
infertile. The men split into equal sized teams. One team
returned to each captured village and one stayed at the current
village. Each village the Warriors added to their stable reduced
the size of the teams sent back, which in turn multiplied the
amount of pussy available to each. The subjugated women always
welcome the returning Warriors. They had not been manhandled for
months, and every woman was eager for her share. The men spend
the winter getting far more pussy than most men get in a
lifetime. The women with babies have demonstrated their
fertility. Upon return, most of the Warriors prefer to be
motherfuckers. The only exceptions are the 'Virgins'; those six
special girls that were Jumak's favorite pussies. Neither man nor
dog was allowed to touch them.

The Warriors always left fifteen or twenty war hounds at a
village as they left, a dozen or more strong males, the rest good
females. The old Bitches were addicted to the sexual domination,
and so they assume responsibility for the care of the Pack.
Twelve cocks is not enough to go around so they made sure the
female dogs were kept healthy and bore generations of replacement
dogs. Male pups learn from an early age that the bald ones were
off limits, but that the ones with hair were always
enthusiastically cooperative. The old women train them well,
refining their techniques to ensure their own complete
satisfaction.

Before he leaves, Jumak shaves the heads of the girls in his
harem and treats their scalps with salve. Their underarms and
crotches were left hirsute. Their bald head was a signal to the
war dogs that they were not to use these ones. Likewise, their
hairy pussies told the wintering Warriors to stay away. Jumak
himself does not live with a single village. He and a handful of
his strongest lieutenants move among the villages. He sleeps with
his local harems. It is their chance to get pregnant, and they
only have a few weeks for it to happen. His lieutenants are
allowed to pick the best Breeders. By day he reinforces the
rules. Bitches who do not fuck dogs are culled, as are Breeders
who cannot get pregnant. Children learn that authority is
absolute.

Late one summer an overwhelming force of Genghis Khan's men stage
a predawn raid and put an end to Jumak's reign. By then, Jumak's
sons were of age. When the winter Warriors did not return they
assumed leadership of the villages. Keeping the Virgins separate
ensured that Jumak's own bloodline was indisputable. By making
all his Warriors fuck all the women, he deliberately diffused
their own claim to inheritance. Their own genetic self interest
meant they all had to continue to cooperate. One could argue that
a Warrior's self interest would be better served by more selfish
actions. But then, how do you explain suicide bombers?

On the other hand, would you dispute someone who guaranteed you
endless pussy if you joined him, and assured you a fate worse
than death if you refused?




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