Perverts 'R' Us

Daisy - Part 3

By Loki925 ( Mm/Fg, ir, pedo )

This story is totally fictitious and does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.

Eyanosa had been on many raids. Now at twenty summers he had proven himself in battle and was old enough to be the leader of this raiding party. Once all the land as far as the eye could see had belonged to his people.

But now by an already broken treaty this land belonged to the white man. Eyanosa's people were forced to move further west. Still his people would continually send raiding parties into this land that in the eyes of his people still belonged to them.

The raid was already successful. Eyanosa and twelve of his braves had captured over thirty fine horses and they had killed a dozen white men at the cost of only one warrior. They had also captured a small white girl.

The girl screamed so much that Eyanosa had to gag the child. He hated doing that but she could give away their position. The girl was not the only problem he had. Little Bear his second in command wanted to return home.

Eyanosa could see Little Bear's wisdom in that desire but he wanted to make just one more attack. He managed to convince Little Bear that the planned attack would be a prudent one. Little Bear did not like the idea but he decided to go along with his brother and make one more attack.

A D had given the white woman and the two black boys nasty names to further humiliate them. The slave hunter had such hatred for them. A D smiled as Dummy pushed his cock into Bitch's mouth. He could see that Dummy liked what he was doing to the white woman. The slave hunter had a hard-on from watching the white woman being raped.

Both Dummy and Stupid had no idea what A D intended to do to them next. He meant to have them rape the little black girl too. Then he would cut off their balls and roast them for raping a white woman. It did not matter that he had commanded them to do this. He would force them to eat their own balls. In his twisted mind the black boys deserved nothing better.

Perhaps if they had known what A D was planning for them Dummy and Stupid would have been less willing to violate Bitch. But who really knows what goes on in a male's lust-inflamed mind? Ruled by lust both young men forgot that they were still the captives of a slave hunter.

Daisy could not believe her eyes as the second black male pushed his cock into poor Greta's mouth. She had no idea why the white slave hunter would force the young black men to violate a white woman in such a manner.

Yet Daisy wondered. If the white man was having the two black men do what they were doing to Greta, what was he going to make them do to her? She could not cry. All she could do was wait sitting in her soaking, piss-wet bloomers shivering with fear.

As the young black boy moved his cock in and out of her mouth, Greta had already forgiven him and the other boy. She knew that their minds had been taken over by the devil's servant. When it came to the devil's servant she had to force herself to quell the small seed of hatred that was now building in her soul. It wasn't Christian to hate.

Surely there was some part of this man that was still human. Surely he had some goodness in his heart. She felt the young black boy's cock swell in her mouth and she prepared herself as best she could to accept his impending ejaculation.

Dummy pushed his cock all the way into the white woman's mouth. He could hear her choking as he pumped his seed deep into her throat. He smiled. Like Stupid before him, he too felt smugly superior to the white woman who was kneeling in front of him.

Silently three arrows flew through the air. Swiftly and deadly they moved closer to their target. A second later all three arrows struck A D's vicious dog. The dog whimpered once and fell over dead.

Little Bear crept silently up to the cabin. Now that the dog was dead the only thing he had to move past was the horses. This was easily accomplished. Little Bear was soon past the horses and was standing with his back against the cabin wall.

He peered into the window and saw the strangest sight. He saw two young men who had black skin. He had heard of such men but had never seen one. He also saw a small black girl. She and the two black boys had their legs chained.

But the strangest thing he saw was a white man who was pushing his gun in and out of a naked white woman's mouth. He truly did not know what to make of the situation he was looking at.

It really did not matter. With only one gun against them this should be an easy attack. The only thing he hoped was that the white woman would not stupidly shoot herself. He had no woman and from what he could see, this white woman would be perfectly suited to bear his children.

He signaled the others to move in and attack. A D was moving his revolver in and out of Greta's mouth, choking her. He would choke her until she was starved for air. Then he would pull his gun back letting the woman breath again.

Three arrows flew through the window. Another three flew through the open doorway. All six arrows struck A D. The Indians screamed and charged into the house. A D was already dead when his finger reflexively pulled the trigger.

Greta's brains splattered out of the back of her skull and into the fireplace. A moment later she slumped dead on the dirt of the cabin floor. A D crumpled to his knees. The two young black slave boys panicked.

They tried to run through the four red men who were standing in their way only to be cut down by several tomahawk blows. Blood was seeping into the dirt on the cabin floor. With everyone around her now dead Daisy sat there too frozen with fear to move a muscle.

Little Bear was angry that the woman had been killed. He walked over to the white man and kicked his dead body. He took the man's knife and gun. He would later trade the knife, gun, and his share of the horses for another brave's sister.

Because Daisy reeked of piss none of the other warriors wanted anything to do with the black girl. Eyanosa decided to take her. He knew that the small girl could not survive very long on her own. Along with the other captive white girl, he would take the black girl to his grandmother.

He took the chains off her legs and tossed her a clean dress that he had found in the covered wagon. Daisy looked at the fierce looking man with his red skin. He had several streaks of different colored paint on his face and chest. She did not know what to make of the almost naked man.

He had removed her chains and he had given her a clean dress. She decided for now to wait and see what the red man had in mind for her. She stood up and peeled off her dress. Then she took off her bloomers.

She paused for a moment and then slipped the dress over her head. Eyanosa could not help himself and he looked that the totally naked black girl. Physically she was like any other girl her age except that her skin was a very rich light brown color.

For some reason he was attracted to her small, brown, hairless little girl slit. He felt his manhood moving behind his breech cloth. However knowing she was too young to take as a mate he turned away from the small girl.

Yet as he turned he wondered what it would be like to sleep with her. Using all of his hunter-warrior discipline he refocused his mind on the long journey ahead. Daisy pulled the dress over her head. She found it odd that the fierce red-skinned man now had his back turned to her.

Not knowing how to address the fierce-looking red man she decided to play it safe and so she said, "Master?"

Eyanosa turned toward the small black girl and said, "We go." He only knew about a dozen words of the white man's language and those were two of them.

"Yes master." Daisy said and followed the red man out of the cabin.

After the raiding party set the cabin on fire they moved silently back to their ponies. Eyanosa was pleased that the black girl did not scream. She moved almost as silently as his warriors. Perhaps he thought, someday she would make some warrior a fine wife.

As they neared the horses Daisy noticed a white girl bound and gagged. The girl looked a little older than her. She was wearing the top half of a very fancy dress and a pair of lacy bloomers. The girl looked at her. Daisy could see the same look of scorn that was in every white person's eyes that she had ever met, except for Greta.

Still she knew that the white girl was not the master here. The strange painted red men were the masters here. Eyanosa mounted his horse. He looked down at the black girl and reached his hand down.

Daisy was unsure as to what to do but she knew she really had no other choice. She took the fierce looking red man's hand. Eyanosa lifted the black girl onto his horse. Daisy almost fell off the horse as the red man let out a whooping cry and the horse moved quickly forward.

She threw her small arms around the red man's waist and held on tight. Except for her master who had raped her, she had never been this close to a male. Yet as she held onto the painted red man she sensed she had nothing to fear. The raiding party traveled for several hours before they stopped to rest the horses. Daisy chose to stand up instead of sitting.

She had been seated for the entire day and she needed to stretch her stiff muscles. She watched as the red man she was riding with took the gag off the white girl's mouth. The girl screamed "Filthy savage," and pushed away the water sack that the man offered her.

The red man seemed unfazed by her actions and put the gag back in the girl's mouth. Even Daisy knew it was stupid to refuse water. Eyanosa knew that sooner or later the white girl would be begging him for water.

He knew it would be a good lesson for the silly girl to learn. Next he offered the black girl some water and she said the strange white words again. She said, "Thank you master," and drank the water.

He was surprised that the black girl knew enough not to drink too much water. For some reason he was very attracted to her. He knew that when he got back to his village he would have to spend some time in the spirit hut. He needed to cleanse himself, to rid himself of the strange lust he felt for this girl who was too young.

Two days later Daisy noticed that the white girl was so thirsty she gladly accepted the water from the red man. But Daisy also knew that she had not seen the end of the white girl's defiance and hatred toward her and the red men.

After three more days of travel the raiding party entered their village where they were greeted with much affection. Little Bear took his share of the horses, the gun and the knife to the father of the girl he had in mind, the sister of one of his friends.

The father of the girl accepted the gifts and Little Bear was married that very night. Eyanosa took the two girls to his grandmother. Raw-tu' which means violet, had never seen a black-skinned person before.

With Daisy having such short hair she was not sure that she was looking at a female child. Violet pulled up Daisy's dress and noticed that she was indeed female. Daisy was somewhat surprised by the old woman's action but she did not protest.

Violet smiled at Daisy and offered her some food. Daisy accepted the food and began to eat it. Although she found the food more spicy that she was used to it was a whole lot better that what she had been used to eating.

As she ate she watched the old woman untie the white girl. When the girl's hands were free she slapped the old woman across the face and said, "Ta---"

The old woman slapped the white girl very hard across the face. The white girl tried to speak again but was slapped several more times. Daisy had never seen anyone strike a white person. She knew if any slave ever did that they would be dead before night fall.

Over the next several weeks Daisy adapted well to the red people's way of life and she even learned many words of their language. She enjoyed working without the constant eye of the task master upon her. She was even allowed to play with girls her age and some older ones.

She had never known such freedom and she decided she liked the red people. Later in her life she would discover that the red people were despised as much as black people were. From her play and work she had learned the old woman's name. Violet was kind to her and treated her better than she had ever been treated before.

However Daisy noticed that the white girl, who she knew had never worked a day in her life, was having great difficulty adapting to the red people's way of life. She persisted in being rebellious and Violet often had to slap her. Daisy tried to befriend the girl but she simply spat at the black girl and would have nothing to do with her.

Two moons later the white girl was overcome by the rigors of hard work and the outdoor environment. She had never accepted this new life and it seemed her spirit had died within her. So it was not surprising that her body died too. She was buried in the ground as the Indians knew that was the custom of the white people.

Instead of cooling, Eyanosa's lust for Daisy grew. He decided to speak with the village elder about his problem. The elder told him that the girl was his captive and if Eyanosa wanted to take her to his bed that was his right to do so. She was not under the same protection of the tribe that their own girls were.

Eyanosa was surprised by what the elder told him. Although he was tempted to take the black girl whom he now knew as Daisy to bed he decided not to force her to have sex with him. Perhaps he would wait for her to accept him instead. So Eyanosa showered her with fine food and trinkets.

At first Daisy did not know what to make of the gifts but each time she received one Violet would smile at her. With all the gifts and smiles Daisy was beginning to understand that the man she now knew as Eyanosa wanted her.

He was nothing like her old master. She could see that he was a fierce warrior but when he was with his people he was very loving and kind. One moon later she decided to repay his kindness with the only thing she had to offer, namely herself. One evening after she had eaten she said to Violet, "I want be with Eyanosa."

"You want him, he wants you, you go." Violet answered and smiled.

Daisy stood up and dressed in the new buckskin dress Eyanosa had given her. She slowly made her way to his tepee. As she walked along she wondered if she was doing the right thing. The only thing she knew about the act of giving herself was that it did not feel good, it only hurt.

However she knew that what she was about to do was her choice and if she wanted to back out all she had to do was return to Violet's tepee. When she was a few feet away from Eyanosa's tepee she stopped.

Daisy looked up at the night sky and saw the stars shining through the darkness. She wondered if should she go on or turn back. Then it dawned upon her that for the first time in her life she had a choice, something she had never had before.

She smiled, she was free. She did not have to go North. She could stay with the red people as long as she lived. And she knew that the red man Eyanosa would protect her freedom with his own life if need be.

Daisy moved forward. She knew now that what she was about to do was meant to be. She was not returning Eyanosa's kindness, she was returning his love. She went to the covered entrance of his tepee and softly said, "Eyanosa, may I enter?"

"Yes Daisy," she heard him answer.

She entered the tepee and he motioned for her to sit down. She sat down and smiled at him. The red man and the black girl sat in silence for some time enjoying the stillness of this first moment alone together.

They would be together many times in the future and they would be not only good moments shared with love, they would be eternal minutes stolen from the few short seconds of life that had been granted to them.

Daisy stood up and undid her buckskin dress, letting it fall to her feet. She stood there naked before him as he took in the richness of her black skin. He beckoned her to come to him and she did.

He held her in his arms and caressed her soft skin. She enjoyed the way his red hand melded with her black skin. She put her lips to his and they kissed. She felt the heat of a summer sun burning in her small black frame.

He picked her up and laid her on his pelts. She smiled at him knowing he loved her as she now loved him. She offered her small black body to her red man. Her man of strength and courage. Her man of kindness and love.

He explored every inch of her black skin. Softly he caressed her pin-poking nipples. Moving his hand down past her waist he found her small, black, hairless little girl slit. Slowly he opened her small black slit revealing its contrasting very pink interior.

Daisy was wet with passion for him. He found her peeking pink clit. He slowly rubbed it making it hard as a small pebble. She moaned. She was just beginning to realize that this would feel good.

She now wanted him more than her own small life. She knew she had made her first and very best choice. She could feel his finger probing her small sex. He smiled at her and touched his red lips to her sweet small black lips. With love eternal they kissed again and again.

He stood up and removed his breech cloth. She watched in awe as she saw his red hard cock. It was truly a magnificent sight. She reached up for him and his red hand joined with her small black hand.

He sat beside her as she opened her slim black legs. He gathered her small back body into his arms. She threw her arms around her red man and held him tight. He held her with one arm and used the other to move his cock toward her sex.

She felt him slowly pushing into her small body. There was no pain as she expected there would be. There was only love, lust, and want. He pushed his cock into her small sex. He could feel the childishness of her small sex as it gripped his cock.

Yet just past that childishness was the maturity of a full-grown woman. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. He pushed into her until they were fully joined. Her small sex was full with his cock.

It felt so good she did not want to move but on she knew it must go. Slowly she moved her small body up his cock. Any small pain she may have felt was sweeter than honey. He put his strong hands around her small hips and helped her move her small sex up and down his cock.

He loved this black childlike woman more than his own life. Slowly they moved as one. Color no longer mattered for it was only skin. Skin is flesh and flesh is nothing compared with love. Only hate can perceive the color of one's skin negatively.

They enjoyed each other more than heaven itself. Harder and faster they moved as one. Lost in eternal bliss he spewed his seed deep into her and she spewed her orgasm all over his lovely red cock.

The loving couple lived together for only a short while before the white man in the name of manifest destiny committed genocide on the red people, slaughtering all the women and children in Eyanosa's village.

He was out hunting for food when it happened. When he returned he found his beloved dead in his grandmother's arms. Her knife was deep red with blood. He knew she had defended herself and his grandmother to the last. He was proud of his black Indian girl, his love!

Eyanosa wept and cut himself as was his custom. He wrapped Daisy and his grandmother in furs and took them to the sacred burial grounds. There they would repose on raised platforms, their faces turned to the skies above, gazing up at the Great Spirit.

After that terrible day Eyanosa fought a losing war until the day he died in battle. As he lay dying in a blood-soaked field of daisies, he saw his black love goddess walking toward him in his final vision. He saw her sweet smile as she took his hand.

Eyanosa took Daisy's hand and together they walked to a small village on a hill in the happy hunting grounds.

The end.

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