Role Playing Sessions

It had been 50,000 years since the first humans set foot on the island in the Indian Ocean, and since that time it had remained largely undiscovered by the rest of the world. Far off the typical shipping routes, it had originally been settled by a sect of an ancient tribe who had become lost at sea during a migration. Left alone, the small tribe, and the beasts on the island, co-existed throughout time, firmly believing that they were the only humans in existence, and that their small island was all the land that existed. In 8,000 BC a trading ship from an ancient empire wrecked upon the island, stranding the passengers and sailors who were aboard it. Their first encounter with the native tribe sparked a war that would last for decades. Over time, the two tribes came to an understanding that split the island evenly down the middle, and while raids and counter-raids would take place for the next few thousand years, the status quo remained unchanged. For the Ankala, the original tribe, the origins of the Tiktari soon passed into myth, and it was rationalized that the opposing people had been risen from the sea by their gods as a curse for some long forgotten transgression.

Therefore they were unable to comprehend who or what it was that came ashore when a Nazi U-boat discovered the island in 1942. After being hunted by British ships for days, the Germans had managed to evade their pursuers in the vast openness of the Indian Ocean. In desperate need of fresh water, the small island had seemed like a godsend, but when they discovered the primitive, nude females among the indigenous people, they knew they'd been blessed. For three days the crew raped the women and girls. Any males who attempted to interfere were shot on the spot.

When they finally set sail again, the tribe was left in a state of shock. Surely the tall, pale beings must have been demons, they reasoned. Their magical weapons had killed simply by being pointed at someone and erupted with deafening noise. Broken and fearful, the tribe moved on though, and as year after passed and the demons did not return, the village began to think that they were safe once more....

Seventy three years later Marisa and her daughter Elle laughed as their sail boat's bow crashed into a wave, sending a spray of sea water over the two of them.

"That one felt great, mom!" Elle said as she wiped the water off of her face. At 15 years old, she took after her mother in many ways. She was already 5'8" tall, with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, an innocent, curious face, and a disarming, genuine smile. Like her mother, she had a lithe, athletic figure, and a well-toned, round ass that was already insanely popular with the boys in her grade. The only feature that she really lacked from her mother was breasts; however, her modest 34B chest did seem to suit her youthful appearance better, Marisa thought.

While the mother and daughter were very similar, they were also different in certain aspects. While Elle was youthful and innocent looking, Marisa could have easily passed for a model. At 36 years old she was an inch taller than her daughter, and had been blessed with perfectly shaped 34D breasts. Additionally, she had a slightly darker tan than her pale daughter, and a more angular face with a curious, determined smile.

While it wasn't difficult for the wealthy mother and daughter to take their boat out, Marisa had been thrilled to finally have the time to take Elle on a long distance sailing trip. Her father had taught her to sail at that age, and she felt so fortunate to have a daughter as amazing as Elle who was not only willing, but excited to learn and spend time with her mother.

With stormy weather predicted on their originally planned route, Marisa had opted to push further to the south, and so far it had been a great choice. While they hadn't seen another ship in a couple of days, the weather had been thoroughly gorgeous and both the mother & daughter had taken the opportunity to lay out in their bikinis. As they sailed along that afternoon, however, Elle suddenly pointed to the side of their boat.

"Mom, look! It's an island!" she said excitedly.

As Marisa looked to the direction she was pointing, she realized her daughter was right. It wasn't on the map, but it was there nonetheless, and she had to admit it was gorgeous.

"Wow, you're right, Elle!"

"It looks amazing, doesn't it?"

Marisa nodded, "It really does...I can't believe it isn't mapped."

The idea clearly sparked an idea in her daughter who turned with an excited look on her face, "We should go explore it mom! There might be some fruit or something on there."

Marisa grinned, proud of her daughter's adventurous spirit. "Let's do it! Who knows, maybe we can even be the first to ever set foot on it!" She said with a playful nudge.

After carefully maneuvering the boat into what passed for a cove, Marisa & Elle decided to forgo using the small dinghy and just swim the short distance to shore. As they emerged on the soft, white sand they could hardly believe the beauty of the island. It's lush vegetation seemed to teem with life. They slid on their water-shoes and ventured into the jungle, laughing and playing with each other, completely oblivious to any danger.

As they found a stream of cool, clear water Elle kicked her leg, splashing her mother with a wave that sent a cold sensation throughout her body.

"Oh you little brat!" Marisa screamed as she ran in, kicking a wave back at her daughter.

As the two females laughed and screamed, they never heard, or never noticed, the bird calls which seemed slightly off. They had no idea that the noises were the communications of hunter closing in on their prey, and did not see the shadowy figures silently approaching, using the dense vegetation as cover. Their mistake was soon made clear, though, as they stepped out of the shallow stream onto one of the banks.

With a trill whistle, four indigenous hunters leapt from their cover at the women. Before Marisa even had a chance to react she fell to her knees, brought low by the swing of a spear shaft to the back of her legs. Elle had just started to scream when one of the other hunters swung his shaft, catching her across the stomach and knocking the air from her lungs. She doubled over only to be hit again across the back from another shaft. As she struggled for breath, Marisa's maternal instincts took over and she clutched her daughter to her side on the ground, raising her arm to shield her daughter and herself from any further blows. In a split second their mother-daughter trip had gone from peaceful and relaxed to being surrounded by a quartet of angry, dark-skinned primitive looking hunters aiming razor-sharp spears at them and shouting in a smooth, deep tongue that was entirely indecipherable for the two white females.

"STAY DOWN!" the eldest of the hunters shouted angrily at the two figures on the ground. He and his party had been hunting for wild game when they'd heard the shrill laughter coming from the stream. Once they'd spotted the tall, pale creatures, however, they'd had no choice. It would have meant dishonor to run away, and even worse, it could have endangered the tribe to let them go without knowing what they were.

"What are they?" One of the younger warriors, who was barely 14 asked. "Are they Tiktari?"

Now that they could see them up close, it was very disturbing indeed. "No, fool," the eldest, who was 30, said. "They are tall like the Tiktari, but look at them...have you ever seen a Tiktari so pale."

His friend looked over, "Brother...do you remember the legends of the demons that Old Mother told us? She said they were tall like these...with yellow hair and skin as white as the sand..." As he spoke, the others nodded. The descriptions were uncannily similar.

"But look at them," the youngest said. "They tremble like cowards! The demons killed our proudest warriors without touching them, but these seem weak."

The leader knew it wasn't up to him to decide. "Come, we'll take them to the elders. They'll know what to do with them."

Marisa and her daughter stared at the natives with wide, fearful eyes. The menacing spears, while crude, were obviously lethal and pointing right at them.

The natives themselves did not, at first, seem menacing. Barely ranging in height from 4'11" to 5'2", they were all remarkably short. Their dark skin and hair cut into bowl shapes reminded Marisa of the small, South American tribesman she'd read about in National Geographic once before, and just like those tribes, she noticed for the first time that the natives were completely naked. The only "garment" they wore was a string tied around their waist which they'd tucked the foreskin of their cocks into.

But neither girl nor woman laughed, as it was clear that the small, naked men were not friendly. She listened as they spoke to each other, obviously discussing the two frightened women.

Finally they nodded in the direction which the river was flowing and barked a command. When neither girl moved, Marisa was prodded with the tip of the spear, poking painfully into her back.

"OW!" She said with a gasp, but the message was clear. Hesitantly, fearfully, she and Elle began to follow the apparent leader of the party as the other three fell in behind them, watchfully keeping their spears trained on the women just in case they attempted to run.

As the small hunters began to march them up the stream, Elle began to cry, realizing the enormity of all that was happening. Marisa reached out a hand to try to console her daughter, but it was knocked away by a smack from the butt of a spear shaft. For an instant, Marisa's motherly instincts kicked in, and she grabbed the shaft before giving it a stiff shove, pushing the native off balance for just a moment before the others' spears were at her throat.

"Mommy, no! Please," Elle begged as she saw the threat to her mom coupled with the rage in Marisa's eyes.

Marisa hesitated for another moment before finally letting go of the spear shaft. The native, embarrassed that she'd been able to wrestle his spear, jammed the butt of it into her stomach, knocking her back a couple of steps and blowing the air out of her lungs.

"Mommy!" Elle screamed as she watched her mother get abused.

Realizing that these creatures had more fight than they had originally thought, the leader tapped Marisa on the head and pointed down. Not getting the message, another native came up behind her and hit the backs of her legs, causing Marisa to fall to her knees. The teen natives laughed, seeing her brought low. When the first one motioned for Elle to get on her knees too, she obeyed.

One of the boys found a vine growing on a nearby tree and stripped the bark of it to make a length of cordage. They bound Elle and Marisa's hands behind their backs and put a stout branch under their elbows and tied their wrists to the ends of the branch.

"There, now try to grab my spear you foul bitch," the native said with a snarl at Marisa.

Tied up, held at spear point and completely helpless, Marisa began to silently weep along with her daughter, but her tears flowed even more when one of the boys started groping at her breasts. The way her shoulders were pinned back, her tits were thrust outward, providing a tempting treat for the hunters. He squeezed hard like testing a fruit for ripeness.

"Demons or Tiktari, these creatures do have amazing breasts. But why do they have these stupid things to cover them up?" he asked his friends.

In response, the second teen came over and used the stone blade of his spear to cut Marisa's bikini top right down the middle, freeing her heavy breasts and exposing her large nipples to the air, causing them to tighten. He reached out and pinched one in his fingers, pulling hard as he did so.

"They're so big and soft," he commented.

He nodded to his friend who brought his spear blade up to Elle's bikini top.

"Nooooo!" Marisa screamed, but in a second, her daughter's young, white breasts were exposed as well and being groped by the boy who nodded and chattered to his friends with laughter.

"They're as soft as my little sister's ass," he said, squeezing the girl's delicate mounds with a firm grope.

Elle noticed the boy's uncut penis beginning to grow and sobbed in humiliation.

Marisa watched with helpless rage as her daughter was groped and fondled by the native teens. She closed her eyes as she knelt ther, realizing for the first time the extent of the predicament that they were in.

Her body tensed as a hand once again groped her breasts, making them jiggle and kneading them roughly.

"Pleaseee....please stop," she begged, almost silently, hearing Elle's own frightful sobs next to her.

"If these are demons, they aren't so bad," the eldest of the young hunters stated as he groped and prodded Marisa's breasts. "But still, we won't know until we let the elders inspect them. Then..they'll tell us what to do with them." He said menacingly as he looked at Marisa.

With a prod they directed the two females to once again rise, and for once the women were happy since the groping finally came to an end, at least for the moment. After what seemed to Marisa and Elle like miles of marching, they began to smell the fires of the tribes main settlement.

As the procession entered the village, a crowd quickly gathered. The boys prodded the topless woman and girl, causing them to stumble and trip. When they found their footing, the boys pushed them down to their knees once more.

Overwhelmed by all that was happening, Elle continued to cry in fear, but Marisa realized the importance of putting on a brave front, for her daughter if nothing else.

Old women and children gathered as one of the hunters went to get the elder leaders.

The old women found the white bodies interesting. They groped them and talked about them, never looking the Americans in the eyes, much like selecting an animal at market to be slaughtered, or at least that's how it made Marisa feel. Elle was crying profusely, and the women laughed and pointed.

"Are they the white demons?" the oldest woman asked, grabbing Marisa by the jaw and sizing her up. "I never saw their women kind, but the men were hard and mean. It would make sense that the women were weak. They must give all their power to the men."

Just then, the elder hunters came from a hut. They too wore only a string around their waists that held their penis by the foreskin.

"What is it, Old Mother?" the oldest man asked the woman holding Marisa's face.

"White demon," she said to him, and she turned and spit on Marisa.

"Are you sure? I heard they were hard and fierce," he replied. "This thing is more fragile than a bird's egg."

"I'm sure," she said. "They are tall and have the yellow hair and weak watery eyes."

"Should we eat them?" he asked the old woman.

"Bah," she said. "They would corrupt us. Would you eat a dog? No, they are bitches. Rape them the way their men raped me and my sister. Let every dick in this village tear at their holes," she said sneering at Marisa.

The man lifted Marisa's chin to make her look up at him.

"I will rape it for you, Mother," he said. "Every hole."

The chieftain turned to the assembled crowd which constituted nearly the entire population. Speaking in a commanding voice, he pointed to Marisa & Elle.

"These are the women of the white demons! 85 cycles ago, they came to our world and killed our warriors. They raped our women, our children. When that happened, we prayed to our gods that they would deliver us Justice, and the gods do not fail us. They have sent us these demon women so that we might do unto them as they did unto ours. I will rape their holes. And every man shall do the same so that we may restore the honor of our people!"

A tremendous roar erupted from the crowd as they jeer and spit at Elle & Marissa. On their knees, they had no idea what they'd just been sentenced to, but in a way that was a mercy.

The chief pushed his thumb into Marisa's mouth, opening it up and pulled his cock out of his belt string and started stroking it.

"Oh god," Elle whimpered looking at her mom. She'd never had sex before, but she had seen enough porn on her brother's computer back home to know what it meant when a man stroked his dick like that.

The man let go of Marisa's face and walked over to Elle. Marisa realized that there was no way to save her baby girl from being raped, but there was one way that she could maybe make it less painful.

"Elle, sweetie...we're going to be raped." she said with a determined tone. "Don't fight them. When they start to fuck us, don't fight it. Just try to relax, baby. I hate that it has to be this way, but if you fight them, it will only make it worse."

Elle cried as the man rubbed his swelling dick against her lips.

"Just open your mouth, honey, and let him do what he wants to it. Whatever you do, don't bite him. Keep your lips around your teeth and... OW!"

The old woman slapped Marisa before spitting in her face again. "This white demon talks too much."

Elle looked up at the man towering over her. His big, round belly stuck out over his hardening dick. He had a sneer on his face. There was nothing attractive about the situation. She was going to be raped, she knew it. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she opened her mouth to him.

"Ha! It knows what it's for," the chief said mockingly.

He shoved his dick into the fifteen-year-old's mouth and grabbed a handful of her hair. He thrust in and out of her as she looked up at him in fear.

"White demons have soft mouths," he said. "Boys, you can have this one. I'm going to take the other one now. I bet she actually knows how to suck a cock."

On her knees, Marisa hated the situation. She'd never felt so powerless in her life. She was bound, in a bizarre society that time forgot, and she and her daughter were going to be raped. That was the truth of it; there was nothing they could do to avoid it. Their greatest hope, however, was to give these savages what they wanted...to let them rape the mother & daughter, and to make it as good for them as possible.

If they could only survive, they might be able to slip out of their bonds at night and make it back to their boat.

So, as the ugly, short Chieftain with the long, sloping face, large round belly, and quickly hardening cock walked up to her, his dick still glistening with her daughter's saliva, she did what she knew she had to. Opening her mouth, she wrapped it around the chief's cock, sliding her lips down the respectable shaft until her forehead was pressed against his fat stomach and her lips were wrapped around the base. She slid her mouth back and then down again, caressing the shaft with her tongue, and giving the Chief arguably the best blowjob he'd ever had.

To his own surprise, the man moaned. He'd never felt a woman suck his cock so good, and as he looked down at the demon, he knew he was right.

"See? Look at them! They know they were sent by the gods to atone for their crimes! They know they deserve this!"

The young teen who'd been fondling Elle on the trail walked up to her, a grin on his face.

"You are a white demon after all! I want to know if this demon whore can suck as good as my sweet sister!"

When the chieftain took his dick out of her mouth to slap her across the face with it, Marisa took the opportunity to give her daughter more advice.

"Suck them good, Baby," she said as the cock slapped at her cheeks. "Suck it like a popsicle that you don't want to drip on your new dress--mphhhh."

The cock was back in Marisa's mouth, shutting her up. Before she knew it, it had filled her completely and was hitting the back of her throat. She looked up at her assailant. This was definitely not the first time she had taken a dick deep into her throat, and not even the first time she'd done it while tied up. She might've been a wealthy, white suburban mom, but she hadn't landed a wealthy husband by being "normal" in bed.

"Okay, Mommy," Elle whimpered as the boy pushed his dick between her lips.

She noticed her mother looking up at the man raping her mouth, and she tried to do the same. She looked up at the boy. Her eyes were watery with the emotional torment of fear and shame that pervaded her. As he slowly moved his dick in and out of her mouth, he also groped her tits.

"Hey, don't let her enjoy it," his hunting partner said. "This isn't your sister's mouth, it's not sacred. She's a demon to be raped."

Taking his friend's advice, the young hunter grabbed Elle's head and thrust forward. His cock wasn't the biggest, though, and for Elle that was a mercy. As the teen fucked her mouth, she was at least able to not gag. Despite the fact that he knew the creature at his feet was a demon, the hunter and even the chief elder couldn't deny that they were especially attractive in so many ways, and even their mouths felt softer.

As the hunter fucked Elle's mouth, it was clear that these natives did not believe in bathing. The sickening smell of unwashed balls filled her nose, but her mother was an inspiration to her, and she persevered...although she didn't have much of a choice.

"Rape them good, young warrior!" The chieftain said proudly as he watched the boy use the young white demon. "They would give your sweet sister no mercy, so show them none."

It wasn't long before the skilled oral techniques of Marisa and the violent forcefulness of the warrior had both of the males ready to cum.

Almost in unison, they began to grunt. "Yesssss, deposit our seed in them, my brothers!" the chief groaned as he got closer, "when we send these demons back to hell it will help our brothers in the afterlife find them, and they will be the property of our people forever!"

With a loud guttural noise, the chief began to unload his cum down Marisa's throat. The wretched cum, tasting so foul due to their rugged diet, pumped in unimaginable amounts for such an old man. To his left, Elle was treated to her first load as the young warrior held her head down and ejaculated.

"YESSSSSS! I have claimed her for our people, my chief!"

Even more people had turned out to watch the demons get raped, and as the warrior and chief completed their conquest of the mother and daughter's bodies, a cheer erupted while many of those assembled pelted the demons with small stones.

"Now," the Chief announced as he pulled out of Marisa's mouth, "finish stripping these demon whores and rape their bodies!"

Two warriors each grabbed the limbs that were tied under the mother & daughter's arms and lifted them up. Marisa and Elle both suddenly felt their bikini bottoms pulled off, and their bodies completely exposed before the crowd.

"Look, they don't even have hair on their cunts!" One old woman yelled as people pointed and jeered.

The strangest thing, however, was happening to Marisa as she stood there. She'd always had a wilder sexual side, and the feeling of being completely stripped alongside her daughter infront of all of the people sent an electric thrill through her body. As terrible as she knew it was, especially with what was about to happen to them, she felt herself getting wet.

The hunters began to shove them, though; guiding them to a large log suspended at waist height. With a push both of the women fell over, knocking the wind out of them as they were roughly moved into a bent-over position for the inevitable raping. Marisa felt two fingers jammed into her cunt before being pulled out and held up. The hunter was obviously bragging that his woman was already wet and ready to be raped.

As the hunter behind Elle rubbed his hand over her tight, neat pussy, he was disappointed to find it almost entirely dry.

"Hey, this one is as dry as the sand!" he complained.

"So what," one of the others jeered, "its not like she should enjoy it."

"I don't care about her, but I like my cunts wet when I fuck them."

One of the older women shuffled forward and pointed at Marisa. "He's right. Our hunters shouldn't have to fuck dry cunts. Make the older one lick her. They deserve such humiliation."

The idea of a woman laying with a woman or a man with a man was among the ultimate taboos for the small tribe, and the thought of forcing the demon whores to do it excited those watching. Marisa suddenly felt herself jerked upright by one of the hunters and pulled over to where Elle was bent over. While she couldn't understand the natives' language, their gestures and shouts were easily discernible and she knew what it was that they were going to make her do. As they pushed her down to her knees, she saw Elle struggle to look behind her.

"M-mommy? What are they doing?!"

Marisa knew she didn't have much time. "Try to enjoy this, baby...I know I'm your mother, but it will help, I promise."

Before the hunters could shove her face into Elle's pussy, she leaned forward on her own. While she didn't consider herself a lesbian, she had spent a decent amount of time between other women's' legs, and although Elle was her daughter, she didn't hesitate in the least. Pressing her mouth to her pussy, she began to lick it with her tongue, tasting her daughter's cunt. The ostensible reason was obvious; to make her daughter wet and thereby make her rape less painful. And while that was true, and the main reason for sure, the electric thrill that was coursing through her body as she committed the heinous act was making her own pussy even more wet.

Elle had been completely shocked as she saw her mother forced to her knees behind her, and her mother's words had seemed even more confusing until she suddenly felt the tongue licking away at her cunt. When she'd lost her virginity to her boyfriend a couple of months before, he'd started by going down on her, and while it had been a pleasant feeling, it was nothing compared to the pleasure her mother was giving her right then. She couldn't even stop herself from moaning as she felt the tongue flicking over her clit before sliding along her tight slit over and over.

"Ohhhhh god...mom that....mom that feels so good!" She said as she moaned.

Hearing how much her daughter was enjoying it, and tasting the first of her sweet juices, she continued; hungrily lapping away at her cunt.

The sight for the natives was unexpected. For many it was their first view of lesbian acts, and the fact that the older demon was doing it willingly, and the younger was enjoying it, was both fascinating and exciting. The hunters' cocks hardened as they watched.

"See brothers?!" The one who'd claimed Ellie shouted. "See how they do as we command, without even being forced, now? These demons know why they are here, they know that they are commanded to serve us!"

Hearing that not only her daughter, but the assembled crowd were enjoying the show, she decided to take advantage of the situation. Nothing she'd seen about the villagers made her think that any of their holes were safe, and she wanted to spare her daughter as much pain as possible. She gave Elle's clit one last lick before sliding her tongue up her daughter's slit and kept going. Standing up slightly, she pressed her mouth between Elle's pale, round butt cheeks and began to lick her asshole.

Elle had never even thought of having her ass licked, but as she felt her mother's wet, warm tongue gently massaging it she let out the most erotic moan of her life.

"OH MOM!" She gasped, "Mommy that's my ass! Ohhh fuuuuck!"

The hunter did not think he could have been more shocked by these beautiful demons, but as the older demon moved her mouth to the other's ass, he knew he was. The hoops and yells of excitement from the other natives echoed his own arousal by the depraved she-devils, which only seemed to make the older one lick with renewed intensity!

Finally he'd had enough. It wasn't that he wasn't loving the show, it was just that he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. With a nod to two of the younger hunters, they moved over to raise Marisa up once again and pushed her over the log. Both the mother and daughter were breathing heavy, and as they hung, their, bent over, Elle turned to look at her, seeing her own juices on her mother's face, all she could think of was how lucky she was to have such an amazing mom. They both knew why Marisa had been put back there, and they also both knew that Marisa had gone above and beyond.

All Elle could think to say as looked at her mother came out in a blurt, "T-thank you mommy...thank you."

Marisa smiled. They were in a terrible situation, but she could sense that her daughter was strong enough to survive it. The only question was whether her daughter came out the other side stronger or broken. She'd worked with rape-survival groups before and knew that a large part of how a woman handled the rape was psychological. As the hunters moved into position behind them, she saw Elle trembling as fear once again took over her daughter's buddy and she knew that she had to strengthen her daughter for the assault that was about to happen.

"Elle, sweetheart, look at me." As Elle reluctantly glanced over at her mother with fearful eyes Marisa knew she had no choice. "What's about to happen to us is exactly what we're made for. Our pussies, our mouths, our asses...women have been getting raped for thousands of years. We've been lucky to live in a society that protects us, but this is what we were built for, and we can survive it. You have to accept it, Elle..." her sense of urgency increased as she felt the hunter slide the head of his cock against her slit. "This is their right, and we're doing our job as women by being there for these men. It's going to hurt, but we can still enjoy it. Just remember that we're giving these men the pleasure we were designed to give."

Elle still trembled with fear, but she'd always trusted her mother. She was also a bright student and knew history well enough to know that her mother was speaking the truth...throughout history conquered women had been raped mercilessly by invading armies. Her thoughts on the issue were quickly interrupted, though, as the hunters suddenly thrust forward, burying their cocks in the she-devils.

"Mommy!" Elle gasped in shock as she felt her tight cunt suddenly penetrated roughly.

Marisa gasped as the young hunter buried himself in her, but savored the feeling. The words she'd spoken to her daughter were more than just empty justifications; they were a truth. She didn't want for her and her daughter to be raped, but she knew that giving these men what they wanted and keeping a positive outlook was a key to their physical and psychological survival. It was merciful as well that as Marisa had looked about the males in the tribe, they were on the smaller side in more than just their height. The cocks she saw ranged in size from 4 inches to 7 inches, and none were too thick either.

As the hunters buried themselves inside the she-devils, they took a moment to savor the feel of the tight, wet cunts. But after enjoying the sensation for a few more moments, they began to get down to business. Pulling back until just their heads were inside, they then thrust forward, slamming home once more.

"The she-demon cunts are warm, tight and wet!" One shouted with pleasure. "The gods have rewarded us with the finest of their demonic race!"

Elle listened as her mother grunted and gasped as the hunter behind her fucked her pussy. "Unf, ahhh, unf, m-mommy" she said between thrusts, "aghhh it hurts mommy!"

"I know, Baby," Marisa moaned. "Just give into the hurt. You're nothing but a stupid little whore now, Ellie. Let him rape that dumb cunt of your until he cums in you."

Elle was shocked at her mother's language and humiliated even more.

"But mommy I don't want it! I don't want to be raped, I just want to go home!" she whimpered, but Marisa knew that if she could degrade and goad her daughter enough that her body would start to take over.

"Give into the pain, Baby. Let him hurt you as much as he wants. All that matters now is that he owns your worthless pussy. Let him take it. Women were born to be raped. Our bodies were made to give men pleasure. Why do you think it's so easy for them to tie us up and take us against our will? AGHHHH!" she gasped as the hunter reached around and roughly squeezed one of her tits. "Its because that's what we're for. We're just dumb whores, meant to be used."

Elle continued to cry, but Marisa knew that her daughter just needed to understand how to be a piece of meat.

"Say it with me, Baby: I'm a whore," Marisa prompted. "Say it!"

"I... I'm a whore."

"Yes, honey. I'm a slut. Come on, say it."

"I'm... a slut," Elle whimpers.

"I was made to be fucked."

"I was made to be fucked, Mommy."

"Oh, yes, baby," Marisa moaned. "You're just a dumb cunt. Say it."

"I'm just a dumb cunt."

"Oh, god, Elle, I'm going to cum on my rapists cock in a minute. You know why? Because my pussy was made to be fucked and raped."

"My pussy was made to be fucked and raped," Elle repeated.

Marisa noticed that there was a lot less whimpering in Elle's voice.

"You're such a dumb bitch, you stupid piece of rapemeat."

"Oh, Mommy," Elle gasped as her pussy started to tingle. "What's happening? It feels different, Mommy."

"That's your worthless cunt proving that you were meant to be raped. Oh, baby, I can't wait until he cums in you and your pussy takes its first load like it was meant to. Oh, god, Elle, their cocks are so nice and hard. Don't you just love it? Cum for him, Elle. Show the man who's raping you what a good whore you are by cumming all over his rape-cock."

The men were perplexed. The younger white demon, who was crying mere moments before, had begun to accept it. Even more, the older demon was taking her raping with no resistance whatsoever. If anything, she was moaning!

"Here that, warriors? Here that, sisters and mothers?! The demon whores rejoice in taking our cocks!" One yells. "They know that an Ankala warrior's cock is as good as 15 white demon cocks!"

Elle moaned, feeling something unlike she'd ever felt before...a sense of pleasure amongst the pain. Hearing her mother guide her, realizing the truth of her mother's words...she knew that that was what a woman was supposed to be...a whore, a cunt, a place for men to cum.

Suddenly Marisa moaned out and her cunt began to spasm around her rapist's cock. She moaned and gasped as she came, pushing the warrior over the edge. Seeing her mother do it, hearing her mother orgasm, Elle couldn't hold back any longer and the forbidden, depraved pleasures washed over her as she came, having her first real orgasm during her first rape!

The warrior behind her couldn't hold back and grunted, pumping his load deep inside the tall, white demon's tight cunt.

"Mommy!" Elle cries out. "It feels so goooooood!"

Marisa gasped and panted as her pussy climaxed on her rapist's dick. She felt so proud of her daughter.

"Yes, Baby, cum with me. Do you feel that hot blast inside your pussy? That's his cum. You did that, baby. You made him cum with your tight little pussy."

"Oh, god, Mommmmmmyyyyyyy," Elle groaned. "I feel it. Oh, yeah, it's so hot inside of me."

Marissa's rapist pulled out only to be replaced by another. But this time, the pressure was not at her vaginal opening.

"Oh, god, baby," she gasped. "They're going to fuck our asses next. This is my favorite way to get fucked, Ellie, because it always hurts so much." Marisa blurted out, not even hiding her darkest secrets any more. "Your daddy loves fucking my tight ass because he loves how much it makes me scream!"

Elle's head was spinning with her first orgasm. She had never even been fucked hard before, but now she was cumming from being forced open. Her whole body was a surge of electric energy. Then she felt suddenly empty, and the sensation her mother warned her about woke her from her euphoria.

"Oh, god, it hurts," she said as she felt the man push his hard cock against her virgin asshole.

"Yes, baby. He's going to hurt you so much. Just take it, baby. Let him rape that tight little ass of yours. I licked it good for you, honey, so that it would lubricate you some. But it's going to hurt like hell when he shoves it inside of you."

The truth of her mother's words rang true. Ellie screamed as the man slowly pushed the head of his dick past her anal sphincter.

"Ha ha. I love the noise it makes," her rapist said, never slowing down for even a moment.

Marisa moaned out as her new rapist's cock pushed into her tight asshole. She had no lubrication and each inch felt as if it would tear her open, but she still moaned in agonized pleasure.

"YESSSSS!" She moaned out, "RAPE OUR TIGHT ASSHOLES"

Next to her Elle groaned, but her mother was right. She began to savor the painful feeling; not because it actually felt good, but because she knew it was making the small warrior behind her feel good.

"Oh mommy....oh mommy it hurts....oh fuck it...it feels so good!"

The warriors, gripping their waists, thrust in, feeling the tight white demon's ass's gripping their cocks so good, and hearing them moaning as they took it!

"Oh God, Ellie!" Marisa moaned. "He's fucking my tight ass so hard, baby!"

Elle gasped, "Oh mommy! He's pounding my ass so hard too! He's using my butt so good!"

"This hole is the best one, my brothers," the warrior cried out as pounded away at Marisa's ass before finally slamming all the way in as he came in Marisa's bowels. Elle's rapist completely agreed as her tight sphincter massaged his dick so well.

"He's going to cum in me, Mommy!" Elle screamed as she felt his dick swelling inside her. "I'm doing it. It hurts so bad but I love that I'm making cum. I want another one to hurt me in the ass too. Oh you're right, Mommy, the pain is sooooooooo goooood!!!!"

"Oh fuck yes, Elle! Makes these savages cum baby! Show them what a white woman's asshole feels like! God I love seeing them fuck you, sweetheart! My own daughter is getting raped next to me and I love it!" There was no sense in holding anything back. If they made it through this both of them were going to be fundamentally transformed anyway, and her strategy of embracing their rape was working better than she could have ever imagined. It was brutal, yes, but both she and Elle were LOVING it! She allowed herself, for the first time, to truly become optimistic about their fate.

One by one the tribesmen stepped up behind Elle & Marisa. They took their assholes mostly, and cunts as well. They raped the moaning white demons for their ancestors, for those who were murdered and raped...they steadily reclaimed their people's honor, while also marveling at how phenomenal the white demons were at taking their raping.

After several hours of the brutality, Elle and Marisa's cunts & asses were swollen and sore and seeping cum profusely. Finally, when the last of the hunters had sated their lust, the demons were lifted off of the log and forced to their knees in the villages center-clearing.

The elder looked over them, nodding approvingly at the work his men had done on the disgraced demons. He turned as the old woman who'd condemned them to the raping emerged from her hut.

"Old Mother, we have done as you asked." He said as he waved a hand towards the white creatures. "Their mouths have swallowed our cum, their cunts have been claimed in the name of our people, and their asses are filled with the seed of our warriors. Our people's honor is restored, and the gods' wishes have been fulfilled. What shall we do with them now?"

The weathered old woman nodded approvingly at the thoroughly raped demons. "You have done our people proud, chieftain. You have honored the gods and you have avenged those who were assaulted by these creatures' men. Now, it is time to return them to the hell from which they emerged. Take them to the Old Stones and sacrifice them to the Ancient One. It will appease the gods, and it will win favor for our people."

The chieftain nodded at to the woman and turned to a handful of hunters. "You are among my best warriors. We will take them to the Ancient One together."

As the hunters prodded the sore women with their spears, they knew it was time to move again, and followed the chieftain as he led them down a new path.

"What's happening, Mommy? " Elle asked.

"I don't know, baby," Marisa replied. "Maybe they are taking us to the next village so that we can be raped by more men."

Elle's tingling pussy told her that she hoped it was true. After what seemed like half an hour of walking, though, the small party emerged in a clearing in the woods. There were two sets of 4 tall posts in the middle, though, and it was to those that Marisa & Elle were led. The men cut the bonds that had been holding them since their initial capture and instead used new ropes to string them up nearly four feet off the ground between the posts, leaving Elle to feel deliciously exposed. Her body was spread eagle and nearly parallel to the ground, with her head and chest slightly higher than her butt. Her feet and ankles were all nearly touching the posts, and her new slut-mentality told her that this was the perfect position. "They'll be able to fuck us so good like this, Mommy, and I'll be able to watch when they cum in me."

Marisa was happy for her daughter's elation, but she could tell from how high they were being strung that these men would not be able to fuck them like this. There must be some other purpose to it.

The hunters soon began to disperse while a couple remained to beat two drums loudly. The chief appeared to be making a prayer, and Marisa began to feel apprehension for the first time since they were raped.

The worried look in the warrior's eyes were even more troublesome, and they too soon returned down the path.

"M-mommy?" Elle asked, looking around nervously. "W-what's going on?"

Marisa looked around as well, "I'm not sure, sweetheart, but remember...whatever happens, go with it."

For several minutes it was completely silent in the empty jungle, and Marisa and Elle couldn't help but wonder why they'd been left like this. Suddenly though, they heard a bellowing sound echo through the jungle that sent shivers up both their spines. Elle began to cry again. Marisa's eyes were wide with fear. She heard a stomping sound from far off that grew louder, closer with each step. When the beast bust through the trees, they could see it was ten feet tall. It looked like a wolf, but monstrously huge, and it walked on two hind legs like a man. Instead of fur, though, it seemed to have rough, leathery skin, and razor sharp clawed hands. Both Marisa and Elle stared in terror at the beast which looked like it could not possibly be of the normal world.

Unable to hold back any longer, Elle let out a blood curdling scream. Marisa looked down between the creature's legs and saw the long piece of meat that dangled there. It raised its snout and sniffed the air, no doubt savoring the fragrance of their musky cunts, Marisa thought. Then, to both of their surprises, it dropped to all fours in front of her and licked at her cunt with a long, rough tongue, causing Marisa to moan in pleasure. Elle's screams came to a stop as she saw her mother writhing in ecstasy as the beast went down on her.

"Yes! Lick my dirty cunt," she cried. "Oh, God, Elle, it feels amazing!"

The beast licked Marisa's cunt, savoring the delicious mix of cum and juices. In the incredibly exposed position, it even could lick the cum seeping from her ass. Marisa moaned and writhed as the vicious looking beast's tongue gave her such incredible pleasure.

The beast itself looked her over. Unlike the dirty villagers, these humans did not smell bad and they tasted even better. Smelling Elle's cunt, he walked over to the trembling, yet excited looking girl and began to lick her cunt as well, sending a thrill through her as she moaned out. It was even more perplexed by the human's reactions. Typically the villagers screamed as it neared them or thrashed trying to get away, but with these, they moaned

"Oh, Mommy it feels so good on my pussy. I love it. Oh yes! Yes! YES!" Elle cried out as the beast brought her to orgasm. Marisa watched with glee as her little girl had her first experience with bestiality - and with a creature she never would have believed existed. " When the dog-like thing had lapped all the cum from her daughter's pussy and ass, Marisa watched in shock as it stood up and revealed a giant erection. It was as long as her forearm and even wider that her wrist. Her shock grew even more as the beast walked toward Elle and pushed the giant dick against her tiny teenage pussy.

"OMG! It's going to fuck me, Mommy!" Elle cried out joyfully. Marisa knew that the rod between its legs would hurt her daughter more than anything she could imagine. She grew fearful add she watched it push is head against her little girl's pussy lips, spreading them wide.

"Take him, baby," Marisa encouraged. "Let that beast rape you and cum inside you. Give your pussy and your pain to him, sweetie."

It was clear to her that they'd been left here as a sacrifice, and they obviously were not the first. But while that filled Marisa with a sense of dread, she knew that they could at least be the sluts that they were born to be.

Ellle looked up in the creature's eyes. She could smell the damp animal odor on it, and smelled its foul breath as its clawed-arms gripped her waist.

Looking up into its eyes, she had no idea if it could understand her, but she stared into them nevertheless, "Rape my cunt! I'm yours, beast! RAPE MY TIGHT 15 YEAR OLD CUNT!"

Gripping her tightly, it rorared and thrust, shoving its massive cock deep inside her, meeting resistance, and hammering forward. Like a piston it slammed into the demanding human, pounding away at the youth's tight pussy which gripped his cock like a glove.

Elle's head rolled back as she screamed out in agonized pleasure. "YESSSSS OH FUCK ME YESSSSSSSS! RAPE MY CUNT! Oh, mommy its raping me so good! I'm being used by a monster!"

Though Marisa couldn't even touch her pussy, the sight of her daughter bound and brutally fucked by a beast as she moaned in ecstasy made the mothers twat begin to spasm.

With a terrifying roar, the beast slammed into Elle's cunt and held itself there.

"Oh God mommy! It's cumming inside me! It's cumming in my cunt, mommy," her little girl cried out. "It's so hot! Oh god I love it. I'm a whore. I'm a worthless slut. Yes. Fuck me. YES!"

Marisa knew that her daughter was cumming with the beast. She saw her writhing in pleasure and pain as her teenage cunt was pumped full of the beasts semen. For nearly 30 seconds it held itself there, unloading in its captive, before finally sliding out with a loud wet plop. Marisa could hardly believe her eyes as she saw the result of the raping. What seemed like gallons of thick, white cum was spilling out of her daughters cunt. What was even more shocking was the state of Elle's pussy. What had been such a neat, cute little cunt that morning was now a gaping hole. Her labia had been stretched out and hung loosely like curtains, resembling more a 50 year old prostitute's cunt than that of a 15 year old girl. Elle was still in a blissful state and did not care, in the least, about her pussy.

"Oh my God, beast....you fucked me so hard!" She said with a smile.

Instead of resting, though, the beast turned to look at Marisa again and walked over to her. Its dick was still hard, and she felt no surprise when it put it against her pussy. "Yes!" She cried, begging, "please dick me with your glorious cock!" She screamed as she felt it fill her, stretching her out. It was so painful and so exquisite. She knew her tight cunt was giving it so much pleasure, and it made her glad to sacrifice her pussy to its desire. It thrust into her over and over, holding her with its sharp claws, ripping the outside flesh as it tore up her insides as well. She looked over at her daughter's gaping pussy and knew that they would be ruined after this. No mere mortal would ever find pleasure in their cavernous twats again, and it made Marisa cum to think that this beast's pleasure was the end of her own pleasure. "Take me! Ruin me! Destroy me for your pleasure!" She cried, sacrificing the rest of her life for a few seconds of pleasure for this beast. It was the greatest thing she could do, and it made her orgasm exquisite.

Over and over again it pistoned into Marisa's cunt, stretching it, pulling it, leaving it a gaping cavern with each withdrawal. Even her cunt lips which had been so neat and perfect before, were already stretched and hanging. It's stamina had only increased after pumping its first load in Elle, and for the next hour it fucked Marisa, destroying her cunt, but bringing her to four orgasms. With a roar it finally thrust into her and began to cum, pumping the incredible human full of its sperm...easily over a gallons worth.

When it finally withdrew from her sore, used up pussy, she thought that if she ever made it home, her husband would never want to fuck her again. It made her smile to think of what a worthless, used up whore she was right now. Then she felt a sharp pain in her loins. Her body was still tingling from orgasm after orgasm, and she moaned with pleasure at the new pain. When she looked down, she saw the beast's huge jaws clamping down on her pussy just before it twisted its head, ripping through both skin and bone, tearing her pussy from her body. "Yes!" She cried, knowing now that her body was the final sacrifice she could make. The next bite tore through her intestines and she screamed. She turned her head and saw Elle's eyes wide with fear.

"Just give in. Go with it," she said as the next bite ripped through her heart and lungs. Elle's face was the last thing she saw before the creature's mouth closed over her head. Elle trembled as the beast looked at her, licking her mother's blood from its jowls. I'm next, she thought. This is the end. As the beast walked back over though, she stared at it defiantly mustering all of her courage and seeking to honor her mother's last wishes.

"I am yours, beast. Eat me."

It stared at her for a moment before raising itself up on two legs again. As it opened its mouth, Elle was shocked as a gravelly, harsh voice spoke to her. Although it didn't sound like English, she somehow understood it.

"Your mother sacrificed herself willingly to me in all ways. You would do the same?"

Still shocked, but wanting to honor her mother, Elle nodded, "Y-yes...I would."

The beast thought another moment, then nodded. He approached the young, thoroughly fucked teen but did not eat her. Instead, he used his razor sharp claws to cut the ropes that bound her. As she dropped, he caught her in his powerful arms.

"Your mother was brave...you are brave. I've devoured and fucked many humans in the thousands of years I've been alive, and none have ever been so willingly to please me, even giving their lives. I can see your heart and you wish to honor your mother. I will give you the opportunity to continue to do so...as my pet. Will you agree to that."

Elle could not believe what the beast was offering. She knew that she should refuse, she'd just witnessed it eat her mother after all, but a part of her knew that this is exactly what her mother would have wanted, and she nodded.

"I...I will, beast. I will be your pet as my mother would have wished."

"Good," he said in his dark, gravelly voice. "Then follow me; your future has only just begun."

His words were an understatement for the teenage girl. He led her back to his lair where he'd lived for thousands of years. On their first night together he raped the girls ass, ruining it as completely as he had her cunt. But he'd been right about her. Not only was she strong, she was a slut of the highest order, and her love for him only grew. She balked at nothing that he asked of her, and willingly accepted each challenge, regardless of how disgusting or daunting it was. She made out with him, letting his foul tongue explore her mouth, and happily used her tongue to bathe his balls and ass. Her meals consisted mostly of bowls full of his pungent, thick cum, which she grew to enjoy as if it was a delicacy.

She never once imagined how her life might have been otherwise, for on that island, as her master's pet, she was truly happy.