Perverts 'R' Us
Pussy Whipped - Beware of Bumps - Part 5
By Loki925* ( m/g, con )
This story is totally fictitious and it does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.
Part 5: Balder goes to Ge-Der and Red becomes the tribal leader.
One year later in the camp of the great Lezbo:
The time had come for Balder to meet the great Lezbo in combat. The old warrior and leader had prepared himself for this day. He knew that if he fought well and lost, he would be going to Ge-Der. He entered the camp cautiously knowing that this place meant almost certain death.
Balder soon found the great Lezbo. He gazed in awe at a seven-foot female with huge breasts that hung down almost to her putrid-smelling scarred cunt. Bravely he struck at her heavily-scarred pendulous bumps with his sword, but they were hardened with much scar tissue. Then he was jumped from behind by another female that he had not seen before. It was the same tactic that the sisters had used many times to defeat warriors. The great Lezbo was actually identical twin sisters.
Balder fought valiantly against the great Lezbo who seemed to be everywhere at once. It was a hopeless battle though, and soon he was mortally wounded. The twins took the dying old warrior and pressed his head between their terrifying huge breasts. They clasped their arms together in a soulful kiss with the old warrior caught between them. His face was buried in tit flesh and he could not breathe. The sisters enjoyed their sloppy kiss as Balder was smothered to death by them. It was a terrible way for a warrior to die.
Balder's broken battered body was stripped of his armor and clothing by one of the twins. The Lezbo took her small knife and gutted the old warrior. After gutting his body, the Lezbo cut off his head and placed it on a flat rock with the heads of the many other old warriors that she had collected over the centuries. She then trussed the old warrior's body to a long iron rod.
When the body was nicely trussed, the second twin placed it over a large cooking fire. She turned a spring loaded crank and the old warrior's headless gutted body began to slowly spin over the large cooking fire. It had been some time since they had a tasty warrior for dinner.
As the meat cooked, the Lezbo turned to her identical twin sister and grunted, grinning evilly at her. Soon the twin Lezbos were lapping each other's rancid smelly cunts and enjoying each and every lick.
As the rotten smell of their over-heated cunts filled the air, their very heavy, deeply scarred breasts rumbled, flopped, and smacked together causing a horrendous noise to echo through out the Lezbos' high perch.
Some time later in the camp of the warriors:
It was no surprise to the tribe when the old warrior failed to return from his last journey to meet the great Lezbo. They all went into mourning for the old chief. Even Penny cried real tears for him. She and Balder had become friends over his last year in this life and she would miss him. Red too mourned the passing of his father. They all prayed to Ge-Dar to accept him into Ge-Der, the heaven for faithful warriors.
Red was not surprised by Penny's real tears. He knew Penny was a very caring female. But he now had a problem with his little vexing non-bumpy female. Penny was no longer the frail female he had captured. She had filled out and grown taller, and that was good.
The problem was she now had two very tiny bumps. The bumps bothered Red so much that the last time he fucked Penny, he had to cover them up to prevent himself from smashing her chest to a pulp.
Penny of course noticed this. She also knew as time went by her bumps would grow larger. She remembered from the Hag that now was the time she would have to show Red that he had nothing to fear from her bumps.
Penny made a plan. As soon as the short mourning period for Balder was over, Penny knew the males would celebrate Red's ascension to be the new Chief of the tribe. When the ceremony was over, she would put her plan into action.
Two days later the chief's totem was placed in front of Red's hut. All the carved ornate figure lacked was the spear of leadership which Red would receive at the night ceremony. The spear was not just a status symbol it was a true weapon. The spear was made of the finest metal and had a tip that was razor sharp.
The totem and spear protected the chief and the tribe from evil spirits and as long as one could remember no evil spirit had ever bothered the tribe.
Red was returning from the short ceremony where all the males praised his deeds and anointed him as their new chief. Red carried two things with him, one the spear and the other a soft pelt to cover Penny's tiny bumps. Red placed the spear into a carved rock strong hand and entered his hut.
Penny was waiting for Red and with a smile she greeted him and began to remove her deerskin dress. When she was completely naked Red handed her the pelt and said, "Penny, cover your bumps so you will not pussy whip me."
Penny smiled, "How could a small female like me pussy whip such a strong warrior chief like you?"
This made Red angry and he demanded that Penny cover her bumps. Penny gathered her courage and said, "Red, do you really believe that my bumps will pussy whip you?"
"Yes. Now put this on."
"I sense fear in you, Red. Are you afraid of me?"
Penny knew she was calling Red a coward and she knew he could kill her for what she had just said, but she stood there with a bright smile.
"I am no coward!" Red shouted.
"Show me, Red. Touch my bumps, and if you feel pussy-whipped, kill me and be done with it."
Red was very angry. He reached out and pinched Penny's tiny bumps as hard as he could. He twisted them and pulled them until they were quite red. Although Red's onslaught was causing her much pain Penny just bit her lip and never said a word.
Red finally stopped assaulting Penny's tiny bumps. He should have felt different but he did not. Then Penny said the oddest thing, "Red," she said, "Go jump in the lake."
"I will not." Red harshly answered back.
Penny smiled, "But Red, you are pussy-whipped and must do as I say."
Red did not understand why he was not pussy whipped. He had touched her bumps and his cock was not even hard. By now he should have sliced off Penny's tiny bumps, but he did not want to. Something was wrong, something was very wrong. But then he saw Penny's smile and he knew what was wrong.
Penny had just showed him that her bumps were not to be feared. He smiled back at his vexing female and said, "Penny, suck my cock."
"Yes, Red." Penny smiled and got down on her knees. Penny opened the laces on Red's pants and took his cock into her small hands. She opened her mouth and began to suck Red's now larger cock.
After one year of sucking Red's and Balder's cocks Penny now could take much more cock into her small mouth and she could also suck cock a whole lot better. And because it gave Red great pleasure, she now enjoyed sucking his cock.
The only part she did not like about sucking cock was the dirt and sweat smell, but some day she hoped she could get her strong warrior to wash more. She licked and sucked the tip of Red's cock and he groaned with pleasure.
She bobbed her small head up and down on Red's cock stroking each inch with her small lips. When Red's cock began to dribble with cum, she licked each little drop. She fondled his balls and worked the base of his cock with her small hand.
Soon Red's cum was spraying her throat. She pressed her lips to Red's cock and began to swallow each and every drop. When Red's cock stopped jerking cum into her mouth, Penny sucked his cock back to hardness, so he could give her a nice long fucking.
Several days later Red met with the council of warriors which was made up of the best warriors in the tribe. Most of the talk was about the females and the problems the others were having. As Chief and the best bitch tamer the tribe had ever seen, Red was expected to solve these problems.
Red knew the answers to some of the problems, but to many others he knew exactly where he would find an answer and that was Penny. Red told the others he would ponder the problems and tomorrow morning he would have an answer to all of their problems.
Red returned to his hut. Penny greeted him with her normal smile. Red spoke to Penny about the problems. It was the first time a warrior had ever done such a thing, consulting a female, but Red had come to trust Penny. At first she was shocked that Red was asking her help to solve the problems the other warriors were having with their females.
As Penny listened she saw this as the perfect opportunity to get better treatment for all the females and she made several suggestions. Red accepted all her suggestions except for two. One had to do with bumps and the other concerned the tradition of killing a girl once she gave birth to a son. While he agreed with her privately about these things he knew the council of warriors would not accept such changes from their newly installed chief.
The next morning Penny followed Red to the meeting. When Red suggested that his female Penny could talk to the other females about the problems it was readily accepted. After all, who could understand a female better than another female?
The males brought their females to a place in the camp where Penny was waiting. The men stood well back from the females, giving them space so they might talk freely. After all the females were gathered Penny started to speak, but she was met by hurls of flaming insults from some of the young women.
Penny was hurt and she was about to cry when Jane yelled, "Stop! Can't you all see that Penny is trying to make things better for us?"
"Why would she do that? She is nothing but a traitor to all women." Sara one of the other girls yelled.
"She is not. She is the one who had me freed."
"Is that true, Penny? Did you get Red to free Jane?" Ann asked.
"Yes." Penny meekly answered.
"I think we should listen to Penny." a girl named Carroll said. Her cry was met by many others and soon all the small females agreed that they should hear Penny out.
Penny felt better and then asked, "How many of you enjoy fucking?"
None of the others girls answered.
"What if I told you fucking could be lots of fun?"
"Fun? Is that possible?" Ann asked.
"Yes." Penny answered.
Penny went on to tell all the girls about their cunt bumps. The girls were skeptical at first but Penny told them to examine themselves. Once they knew what to look for, all the girls easily found their cunt bumps. She explained that if the girls got their warriors to stimulate the cunt bumps by rubbing against them as they fucked, the girls would find that fucking could give them pleasure. That would also give the warriors more pleasure.
Penny also told them that in the summer months the males would agree to once a month washings. The girls were delighted to hear that as they all thought their warriors smelled terrible. Penny said that the males would also agree to let their females talk to each other and to meet together like this sometimes. The girls really liked that as they loved to talk.
The girls asked Penny about mouth bartering, about the disdain warriors had for their bumps, and the tradition of death for a female after the birth of a male, but all Penny could say was that she was working on those problems. The girls accepted what Penny said, and informally they named her leader of the girls.
Over the next couple of weeks many warriors were delighted to discover that when they fucked their females in a certain way, rubbing against the upper part of their pussies as they fucked, their females got excited and their cunts clamped and squeezed the men's cocks. When the men shot their cum into the females, some of the females appeared to cum too. It was a delightful discovery. Also many of the girls showed less reluctance to suck men's cocks. If Red's Penny was responsible for this change, she was all the more remarkable.
Red was gradually introducing changes in his warrior tribe. He got the men to agree to allow the young women to talk among themselves. He got them to agree not to beat their females unless they had done something to deserve it. He even got them to agree that when they bartered a female's mouth to another warrior, the female should get some reward for such a service.
This last issue did not set well with some of the men, but others thought it was fair. The men also agreed to bathe in the lake more frequently. Some of the older warriors considered such changes to be quite radical, but they went along with them. There was even one who totally disagreed with Red and his name was Garth. But Garth would have to bide is time, for the right opportunity to challenge Red.
Red knew that he could not push the men too far. Other changes would have to wait. Red would like to teach the men that there was nothing to be feared in women's bumps, a startling revelation that he had now, thanks to Penny. Bumps did not cause men to become pussy whipped. But there was such a taboo about this and so much fear that Red knew he could not get the men to change their belief about bumps.
Even more, he now saw how wrong it was to kill a woman once she delivered a baby boy. He worried about having to kill Penny if she had a boy baby. But again the tradition was so strong that the council would not accept such a change. However Red did bring this matter up to the council and asked them to consider it. Perhaps in time they might come around to realizing that it was a waste of a perfectly good female to kill her.
This idea also did not set well with many of the warriors. Garth, who was a very tall and strong, older warrior, seeing that this could be his last opportunity spoke up. "Is our new Chief getting soft?" he asked. "Your father, Balder, would never have suggested such a thing. Has your female Penny pussy whipped you?"
The other warriors sat in stunned silence. They all knew that Red had inherited his title as Chief with Balder's blessing, and they did not expect him to be challenged like this. Garth's insult could not be ignored. Red must fight him now.
"I accept your challenge, Garth," Red said, "and may the better man win." It would be a fight by the warriors' code, and it would not be a fight to the death. Once they had settled which one of them was the stronger, which was fit to be chief, the code required them to make up.
The two men met in the center of the camp, with other warriors gathered around the combatants in a circle. No females were allowed to be present. Penny knew that her Red had been challenged. She sat in their hut, her heart full of worry for her brave warrior. "What if Red should lose?" she worried. That would be awful not only for Red, but for her and all the other females. Penny knew that Garth treated his female Sara cruelly.
The two men squared off against each other, wearing only their breech cloths over their loins. Red was still growing, and Garth was a bit taller than him. They exchanged several blows and it appeared that they were evenly matched. They circled each other, looking for an opening. Red managed to land a fist to Garth's chin and he fell to the ground.
Quickly Garth got back up, but he did something while he was down. He gathered up a fistful of sand but Red didn't see him do that. Suddenly Garth threw the sand into Red's eyes, blinding him for the moment. Quickly Garth landed several hard punches and this time Red fell to the ground. He blinked the sand from his eyes as Garth turned and faced the other warriors, thinking he had won the contest.
But the other warriors turned their backs to Garth showing their distain for his tactics. This was to be a fight showing agility and strength, not one of war, a fight where anything but arrows were permitted.
Red quickly got up and Garth saw that the young warrior was not so easily defeated. Garth charged Red thinking he could over power the younger warrior. Red stood his ground and found a strength he never knew he had.
Garth placed Red in a bone crushing bear hug. Red using his new found strength broke Garth's grip. When his grip was so easily broken, it stunned Garth just for an instant, and that instant was more than enough for Red to land a thundering right hand fist squarely on Garth's jaw.
To the other warriors it looked like Garth was lifted several feet into the air before Garth landed ass first unconscious on the ground. Red had won. The other warriors cheered their young chief who had defended himself so well. No other warrior would be likely to challenge him now. Red's position as chief was assured.
As Garth came around, Red helped him get up. Garth apologized to Red for throwing sand and offered to banish himself from the tribe. "Garth," Red said, "you are my brother and a strong warrior. Our tribe needs strong warriors like you, but my brother I will ask of you one thing."
"Name it, my Chief."
"Go to your hut and ask your female Sara how she wishes to be fucked. Fuck her that way and you will find that she will be more willing to do as you ask."
"I will do as you ask."
Red and Garth shook hands and Garth returned to his hut. When Garth entered his hut, Sara trembled expecting another beating from Garth. But then Garth said, "Sara, show me how you wish to be fucked."
Sara for the first time since she had been captured by Garth smiled. At first like all the other warriors Garth found that stroking his cock in and out of Sara's cunt was an odd way to fuck. But soon Sara's cunt became hot and very wet and she was actually fucking him back.
Garth howled and it echoed through the camp. Red, who had some minor things to discuss with the other warriors about the up-coming hunt, was now on his way back to his hut. Red heard Garth's 'howl' shortly followed by Sara's loud cry, "Fuck Me, Garth!"
Red smiled and continued back to his hut. When Red returned to his hut Penny greeted him warmly. His clever pretty female got some water and helped him wash the remaining sand from his face. Then they celebrated his victory privately, fucking each other well into the night.
And as Red fucked Penny, he knew where his new strength had come from; it was from his connection to Penny. He was not pussy whipped; he was joined to her like a brother, only better. He also knew that he had to find a way to change the old tradition, or die trying.
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