Warning:  This story is darker than my others, but in no way
supports any of the activities or actions which take place within
it.  It is fantasy and fantasy alone.

Additional note:  This story was based primarily on a roleplay
session with the author DandyTango, and large portions of the
text were written by him.  Thanks, Dandy!


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.

The END

Hi, I hope those who are into this sort of thing enjoyed the
story.  A 2nd chapter from the island will be coming soon, but it
will focus on members of the other tribe.  If you want to hear
more about Elle, just let me know and I'll add more of her in
Chapter 3.

Thanks!






  
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