Perverts 'R' Us

Pussy Whipped - Hooray for Bumps - Part 6

By Loki925* ( m/f, con )

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

Part 6: The great mischief of a jealous god.

It had been three years now since the day that Red captured Penny and took her from the women's tribe. Much had happened in that time. Penny had surprised Red by her willingness to please him in every way. She had fucked with him, sucked his cock, even allowed herself to be fucked in the ass, by Red and by his father, Balder. All of this had been gained from her without any beatings. True, she had wanted things in return for this and she had made pacts with him. The things she had wanted were not unreasonable.

Penny asked to be called by her name, to be treated nicely by him in the privacy of their hut, not to have her mouth bartered off to other males, to be fucked in a certain way that brought pleasure to both of them, and some grease for her ass when she was to be fucked in the ass. Red felt that in granting her these small things he had gained much from her. He had shown her his appreciation with gifts of a beautiful new deerskin dress, warm fur boots, and a beautiful green stone necklace.

Red's father Balder was gone now. He had done battle with the great Lezbo. He had been defeated and killed of course, but by his bravery as a warrior he had gone to his reward in Ge-Der. Red was now the leader of the tribe of warriors. He had learned from Penny that much could be gained by showing kindness to others. He had freed the runaway girl Jane from being used as a fuck toy by any warrior who wanted her. He had given Jane to Karl, a strong young warrior who had no female of his own. At the same time Red had shown that such kindness on his part was not a sign of any weakness. Everybody respected Red.

Penny thought about these things as she busied herself with tasks in the privacy of the hut that she shared with Red. He had killed a great bear recently and had brought her the pelt to be tanned by her, which she had done. He expected that they would use it as a bed covering on cold nights. But they already had such a warm covering, so Penny decided to make the bearskin into a warm winter great coat for Red. His old coat was badly worn so he could use a new one. It was to be a surprise for him. He was off on a hunt with many of the tribes warriors and would be gone for three days. She figured that would be time enough for her to cut the bearskin and sew it into a decent coat for him.

As she worked on the new coat Penny pondered things that the old Hag had told her. Many things she had learned from the old woman had proved very useful to her. The Hag had shared a very old legend with her, a legend so old that it was all but forgotten now. It was known that the gods sometimes fancied a lovely young Earth maiden. They might come down from the heavens in the guise of a handsome young man to seduce such a girl. Sometimes they had offspring together and such offspring, while human, would have certain powers inherited from the god. The legendary Hercules was one such example.

The Hag told Penny that there had been a god of mischief, Loki, who took a fancy to a beautiful young maiden. He disguised himself as a handsome young man and sought to seduce the girl. However the girl spurned his advances and refused to give in to him. In anger, Loki decided to get even, not only with the girl but with all the tribes of that region.

He bewitched all of the men into imagining that women's breasts, or bumps, had the power to enslave them to women, making men weak, pussy-whipped. This caused much damage to family life among the tribes.

Loki also conjured up a guardian, the great Lezbo, to protect his spell on the men from being discovered to be false. While the great Lezbo lived, men would fear women's bumps. Old warriors would be drawn to fight her and they would meet their deaths at her hand. Loki endowed the Lezbo with huge breasts, knowing that it would scare the hell out of warriors who had to face her. Just to be sure that she would not be defeated in battle, Loki being the trickster that he was, caused the great Lezbo to become identical twins.

Frantically the bewitched men drove all of the grown women with bumps out of their tribes, keeping only younger girls without bumps yet. The exiled women banded together and formed villages of their own, a necessity for their survival. The men found that they needed women to produce sons, but after that was done a young woman would be killed. If she had a daughter she would be driven off, lest her bumps enslave the men. Seeing that they needed more girls for this purpose, the men took to raiding the women's villages. This led to much needless bloodshed, all because of a jealous god.

The goddess Venus saw what Loki had done, and she appeared to the women with a prophecy. It was that one day a young virgin with a pure heart would be taken by a great young warrior with kind eyes. She would win him over gradually by her willingness to please him. In time he would discover that he had nothing to fear from her, or from her bumps once she grew a pair of them. As chief he would boldly go to do battle with the great Lezbo. The young warrior would need some help if he was to defeat the great Lezbo. If he was successful, the warrior chief would return to proclaim that women with bumps were no longer to be driven off from their tribe, nor killed.

In doing so, Loki's spell would finally be broken. Men would once again enjoy playing with women's bumps, without fear of being enslaved or weakened by them. Men and women would be happy together again. However all of this occurred many generations ago, and the legend of Loki's spell and Venus' prophecy had almost been lost. It was an amazing story the old Hag had told her. Penny alone now knew of the spell and the prophecy. She could only humbly wonder if she might be the young maiden who would some day be chosen to fulfill the prophecy along with her mate, Red.

Penny would have to share her knowledge about Loki's spell and Venus' prophecy with Red. She knew that if he was the warrior chief in the prophecy Red would be drawn to do battle with the great Lezbo. She also knew that he would need her help to defeat the Lezbo, but she would have to keep that part to herself. No warrior would willingly accept such help from a female.

When Penny had begun to grow bumps on her chest, she had been successful in proving to her great warrior that he had nothing to fear from her bumps. Penny was now five months past her thirteenth summer and she had a very nice pair of bumps that were about the size of a half of a large orange. Red had also grown. He was now 6' 6" tall and had a very full red beard that matched his flowing curly red hair. His strength and hunting skills were unmatched by any other warrior in his tribe.

Red, no longer having fear of Penny's bumps, found that he enjoyed playing with his new toys. Penny enjoyed it too, especially when he teased her nipples to twin erections and then sucked at them like a baby. Red would like to be able to share this knowledge with his warriors, but he knew that while Loki's spell remained their eyes would be blinded to the truth about women's bumps.

As Penny worked on sewing the cut pieces of the bearskin into a new coat for Red, she became sick to her stomach and had to rush out of the hut. After she puked up her morning meal a great fear filled her heart. She knew the only reason for puking this early in the morning was because her belly was now full with Red's child.

She knew that if the baby was female she could expect to be taken near the women's camp by the warriors and released there. But if the child was male Red would still have to kill her. It was a tradition in the warrior tribe. Red had tried to get the council to change that law and permit mothers of boys to live. Although he was Chief and widely respected, he was not an absolute ruler. It was necessary for him to get the council to agree before such an important change could be made.

Penny preferred the child to be a male for she knew she could no longer live without Red by her side. She would rather die. She felt what the Hag called "complete" with Red and she was sure Red felt the same way, but he was bound by tradition to do what he had to do. Penny went back to sewing the bearskin pieces and she prayed to the goddess Venus to show her what she must do.

In spite of her morning sickness Penny managed to finish the new great coat for Red before he returned from the hunt. As usual, he and his hunters had been quite successful. Even the oldest and poorest members of the tribe would have all the meat they could eat. Penny only wished that the poor women of the women's tribe might be able to share in such a bounty.

When Red saw that Penny had turned the large bearskin into a beautiful new great coat for him he was touched. It was a magnificent coat, better than any he had seen before. He tried not to show too much emotion over it as that would not be fitting for a warrior chief. Still Penny knew that he was delighted with the coat. He kissed her warmly and then they made passionate love together. Red figured he would never tire of fucking with his lovely female. It made him sad to think that one day he might have to kill her.

After they had eaten as much as they wanted Penny decided that it was time to tell Red about what the Hag had told her. She told him the legend about the god Loki and his spell against women's bumps, and she told him about the prophecy of Venus that one day a champion would arise to do battle against the great Lezbo, who was the guardian of Loki's spell.

A chill ran up his spine as Red realized that Penny seemed to be suggesting that he might be the champion who was called to do battle against the great Lezbo. "No one had ever defeated the great Lezbo," he thought. "Was such a thing even possible?" he wondered.

Then Penny told him something else. "Red, I am pregnant." she said. He looked at his beautiful female, speechless at her news. He should be proud, he should be happy, for the female might well give him a son. But he was not happy at all. The thought of having to kill Penny almost made him sick.

"Penny, I don't want a son if it means losing you." he said quietly. Penny blinked away the tears forming in her eyes. What a beautiful thing for Red to say to her. She realized then that her great warrior chief really loved her, just as she loved him.

"Red, I don't want to go on living without you." she said. "Whether I have a son or a daughter you must kill me, because either way the law of your tribe will not allow me to remain with you."

Red was touched by her declaration. He took Penny in his arms and held her close, not wanting to ever let go of her. Then an idea struck him.

"There is only one way we can change that law. I must go to meet the great Lezbo in battle. According to the prophecy of Venus that you have shared with me, if I am able to defeat the great Lezbo the spell against bumps will be broken. No longer will men believe that they cannot live with bumpy women. Only then will we be able to remain together, my sweet Penny."

"Oh Red, don't risk your life for a female like me. You know that no one has been able to defeat the great Lezbo. You are a great chief with many good years ahead of you. Let my life be ended if need be, but I want you to live, my great chief."

"Penny, you said it first but it is true for me too. I don't want to go on living without you." Red declared. The young couple kissed and clung together tightly.

Penny said, "If you are determined to go to face the great Lezbo, please take me with you. If you win, fine. But if you must die then let's die together, Red."

Red, knowing there was no other way to keep his truly beautiful vexing female said, "Together then."

The next morning Red informed the tribe that he was taking Penny with him to visit a small shrine to the goddess Venus, to pray that she would get pregnant soon. The shrine was several days journey away and they expected to be gone for a week. Other warriors had taken their females there in the past, so the tribe accepted Red's explanation. Red and Penny set out on their journey. Red had his sword strapped to his waist and he was also carrying the chief's spear. It was unusual to take the spear but no one said anything.

Taking the spear along was Penny's idea. She told Red that she wanted to be able to back him up if need be. She could not use a sword, but perhaps he could teach her how to use the spear. It was forbidden for a female to even touch the chief's spear, but Red was not concerned about that now. Going to face the great Lezbo made such rules unimportant. They were likely going to their deaths.

If it would give Penny some comfort to have the spear then let her have it. Red didn't expect her to use it. He thought she would just watch from a hiding place while he battled the great Lezbo. On their way to the lair of the great Lezbo Red taught Penny how to use the sharp spear. It was heavy at first but she made up her mind that she had to be able to use it effectively, and so she made herself able to handle the spear properly. It took them several days to reach the lair. By the time they got there, Penny was ready.

The night before they reached the lair of the great Lezbo Red and Penny made love together, perhaps for the last time. The next morning as they were about to enter the lair Red had Penny hide behind some rocks. She could watch from there while he fought the Lezbo. She took her place with the spear at the ready, while Red went forward. Suddenly there she was, a grotesque female seven feet tall, with huge scarred breasts hanging down. She let out a thunderous roar, challenging the unexpected warrior who had come to her.

Usually warriors who came to battle her struck at her breasts because they feared them so much. But this young warrior had another idea. He parried her sword thrust and then Red thrust his sword between her breasts and into her belly. As he withdrew his sword her smelly bloody guts began to slip out through the wound he had given her. The Lezbo cried out in surprised rage at such an unexpected wound, her thunderous voice making the ground quake.

Just then another Lezbo who looked just like the first one suddenly appeared right behind Red, ready to strike him down with her sword. Now Penny understood the prophecy that said the warrior champion who came to defeat the great Lezbo would need some help. Penny rushed forward, the sharp spear held firmly in her hands.

She caught the second Lezbo right between her ass cheeks, driving the spear up into her ass. A mighty fart exploded from the Lezbo as she suddenly found herself rectally impaled on a sharp spear. Shit and blood ran from her hole and trickled down her legs as she screamed in loud agony. A stream of dark urine squirted from her smelly pussy.

Meanwhile Red thrust his sword into the first Lezbo's guts again, and she fell to the ground screaming and writhing as her stinking guts now spilled out. He turned then to face the second Lezbo who had intended to ambush him from behind. Red smiled as he saw his brave Penny holding onto the spear as she worked it around in the Lezbo's ass. Quickly Red used his sword to slash her exposed throat, and the Lezbo's life's blood spurted out.

It took Red and Penny a minute to realize that they had done it. Together they had defeated the great Lezbo! They had expected to die, but instead they had won! They grabbed each other and danced around on the ground as the Lezbos breathed their last. When they came down from their exuberance Red took his sword and cut off both of the Lezbos' heads. He put them in a sack which they would carry back to the tribe.

They saw the heads of many defeated warriors that had been collected on a flat rock. They were only skulls now. Red knew that Balder's head was among them. He and Penny dug a grave and buried the warriors' skulls together. They left the bodies of the Lezbos to rot on the ground. Then the victorious couple went to visit the shrine of Venus. They gave thanks to the goddess for her help in defeating the Lezbos, and they prayed for her blessing on the baby that Penny was carrying in her belly. Then they returned to the tribe.

When Red and Penny told what they had done, and showed the warriors the heads of the twin Lezbos, there was a great celebration. They did not tell the warriors that Penny had used the spear which was forbidden to her. Instead they let them think that she had simply cried out a warning to Red about the second Lezbo who was trying to ambush him. Never had there been such a mighty warrior chief as Red!

The next day Red simply announced to the council of warriors that henceforth females were no longer to be killed when they had boy babies, nor were the mothers of girl babies to be driven out of their camp. Instead the women would remain and they would use their bumps to feed their babies. The warriors were astonished to hear Red say such a thing.

Red went on to say that there was no longer anything to fear from females' bumps. They had no power to pussy whip men. Only men who wanted to be pussy whipped by females really were. Red had Penny with him. He had her bare her nice bumps right in front of all the warriors. They gasped, afraid to look. Then Red took her bumps in his hands and caressed them, and he even bent his head down and kissed Penny's bumps!

"See?" he said, "It is fun playing with my female's bumps, and I am not pussy whipped!" Who would dare dispute their mighty chief? After that females no longer had to keep their bumps covered. The other warriors quickly discovered that bumps were fun to play with. Many of the females who had previously moped about glumly now had happy smiles on their faces. They were also much relieved to know that new mothers would not be killed any more.

The warriors had a great celebration along with their females. The men all raised a mighty cheer, "Hooray for Bumps!" Later on they would reconcile their differences with the women's tribe, but that's another story.

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