Korak and the slavers http://bondagefantasy.deviantart.com/art/Sold-216657609?q=BondageFantasy%2F32310677&qo=0 Korak heard the scream of the female from afar. 19 years old, Korak son of Tarzan raced through the Jungle wearing only a loincloth. He saw a petite slender woman in a schoolgirluniform, she was struggling fiercely as a snake had coiled itself around her body. The girl was fighting for her life but it was a battle she was losing quickly as the snake was squeezing the air out of her lungs. Her movements already began to slow down when Korak charged at them. In a quick movement he seized the snake by the head and yanked it away, forcing the snake to let go of the hold on the female. Korak had the knife in his hand ready to kill the snake. However he did not want to kill unless there was no other choice. As taught by his father Tarzan he talked to the snake. "Release her, and I will release you! She did not mean to frighten you, and I do not want to kill you." The snake tried to bite him but then calmed down as it seemed to realize Korak would not kill it. Korak put the snake down and it quickly slit away into the bushes. Korak turned towards the girl who held her arm as she was still gasping for air from the attack of the dangerous animal. Then Korak noticed a man dressed in a camouflage uniform step out of the bushes. "Remarkable rescue! My name is Bond, Jamal Bond. The girl is Detective Makaryachi. A number of young women have disappeared from this area, so Makaryachi agreed to play the bait. I am tracking her with a small tracking device." Korak quickly learned that someone was probably abducting young women and Makaryachi had been dressed up as a schoolgirl in an attempt to lure the mysterious abductor in but got nearly killed by a snake in the process. Korak felt a deep admiration for the young woman. It takes a lot of courage and determination to risk your own life and face the unknown to help other persons in need. Bond told Korak that this evening they would meet some people who perhaps had information. Korak immediately agreed that he would stand guard to protect the women at the school. Sitting in the tree at night Korak was not moving a muscle as he listened to the night. He had experience with standing guard and all his senses were heightened, ready to notice every sound. He then heard someone making his way towards his tree. It was a light tread like someone who wants to move without a sound but is sloppy, or perhaps a small woman. Without a sound Korak dropped out of the tree and moved towards the sound. Then he saw her. Makaryachi She moved gracefully over the grass. Korak had not noticed just how beautiful she actually was. Her long dark hair hung in a pony tail and danced as she walked through the grass. Her dark skin almost seemed to shin in the light of the moon. Korak saw how her short skirt showed off her elegant and toned legs. The schooluniform hugged her slender body and accentuated her hourglass figure. For a few seconds Korak could do nothing but stare at her as she moved gracefully through the glass like a dream. Suddenly she turned her head and looked straight at Korak. He saw her white teeth glisten in the dark as she smiled at him. Korak smiled back and he felt himself nearly melt as she gestured him to come with him. Korak had never seen someone that looked so innocent, there was something pure about her. "Come." She whispered as she gave him a mysterious smile. Korak thought about his watch, however without a doubt he could abandon his post for a while to talk with her. "I am comming." Korak said as he followed her through the night. Korak tried to catch up to her but Makaryachi had a head start and she giggled as she nimbly ran ahead of him. A burning fireplace was up ahead and Makaryachi halted as she sat down on a fallen tree in front of the fire. She gestured Korak to join her. As Korak sat down she looked him deep in the eyes. Korak could not help but be impressed by her charm and grace. There was something pure about her as he looked into her eyes. She looked innocent like there was a light inside of her that could cast out all of the worries of the world. "I’m sorry for calling you in from your watch, but I never had a chance to thank you for saving my life." "My pleasure." Korak smiled, to his joy she returned his smile and leaned a bit more towards him. Korak noticed a look of admiration as she glanced at his muscular body... admiration and attraction. Quickly she looked at his face again. "You know. When that snake was wrapping himself around me I thought it was over. I felt the life leave my body. But then you showed up and saved me... it was amazing...." She paused a bit as she seemed to struggle a bit about what to say next. "Korak, do you like me?" As she spoke she leaned towards him and she gently placed her hand on his thigh. A eager and excited look was on her face as Korak was mesmerized by her presence. Korak almost stumbled over his words as he uttered that he liked her and her face lighted up. "That is great." As she spoke her hand kept massaging his thigh while her other hand began to grope his muscular chest, Korak felt himself getting aroused. Shy with beatifull women Korak was overwhelmed by the sensation. This amazing girl Makaryachi wanted him. He had never seen anyone like her before. Her face looked like a fairy and her body seemed pure perfection. Her face was now inches removed from his and he could smell the sweet scent from her hair. Teasingly slow she leaned towards him till their lips touched, then she gave him a tender kiss on the mouth. With a giggle she retracted a bit and then leaned forward again and this time gave him a deep kiss with her tongue entering his mouth. As they kissed his muscular upperbody was pressed against her petite body. He could feel her small but firm breasts squash against his pecs as she continued her kissing, her hands were still gently caressing his body. Korak had never felt like this before, it was so..... perfect. He felt his dick rose up in a rockhard erection. This girl turned him on in a way he had never deemed possible. Nothing existed but them being together their lips locked and their chests pressed against each other in a loving embrace. Suddenly he got roughly grabbed by a pair of arms and yanked backwards. Korak was completely suprised and did not even realized he got attacked until his arms got twisted behind his back and a rope got coiled around his wrists. Like awakening from a dream Korak began to react. He tried to pull free but his arms were now tightly secured behind his back. Panicked he looked up and realized two African men in military uniform were holding him by the arms. They both looked stern at him and held his arms tightly. Normally Korak would have easily broke free and defeated them but with his hands bound behind his back they were able to hold him in check. He noticed the machinegun one of the men was carrying and realized that any resistance at this point was futile. He relaxed his body to signal his surrender and looked at Makaryachi. He expected her to be frightened or perhaps she would have ran off and was getting help. However to his suprise she stood their and simply looked at him. Her demeanor had completely changed and the innocent look on her face had melted away as she looked arrogantly at him. Her hands were on her hips as she looked amused at Korak like a caught animal. "Dad, we have him" she said with a wicked laugh as she looked at Korak with a look that seemed a mixture between amusement and disdain. A tall, dark man walked into the light of the fire. He wore colorful Arabic clothing and Korak saw his white teeth glisten in a smile as he looked at him. He had a deep masculine voice as he spoke. "You must be Korak, son of the great Tarzan. My name is Mugunta. The ease of your capture disappoints me boy. I was hoping for more of a struggle. But perhaps you were distracted by the beautiful Makaryachi. Did you not know that she is working for me?" Korak had a look of disbelief on his face as he realized the truth. The great Mugunta, the slave trader. And Makryachi was his daughter. How could he have been so deceived by her? It was almost unreal that such a lovely woman could have such a monster as a father. Makaryachi smirked as she seemed to understand his confusion. "It was a good thing you saved me from that snake, however I realized that with you around we might not be able to kidnap women anymore. However my dad realized that you would be a most interesting slave to add to our collection." Mugunta smiled as he walked towards Korak and gently stroked his cheek. "And so it is, you are mine now boy." Korak was still comming to grip with reality. That ungratefull bitch had betrayed him after he had saved her life. He was now the captive of her father, known for his sadism and ruthlesness. As Korak was guided away he thought about what uncertain faith would be in store for him. The two soldiers dumped him in the trunk of a car and then drove away. Korak tried break free from his bounds but no matter how much his mighty body strained he was unable to get free. Hours perhaps even a day passed as the car kept driving. As the car stopped the two thugs opened the trunk and dragged him out. Korak blinked from the bright light of the sun. He looked around and realized they were in the middle of a desert. He saw tents and a palisade wall to fend of animals. Multiple guard in military uniforms were walking around the tents. The two grunts quickly dragged him to a large tent in the center of the camp. Swiftly they laid him down in the center of the tent on some carpet. "Enjoy, Mugunta will be with you soon jungleboy." One of the thugs smirked as they walked off. As Korak looked around he saw a hearthrug made from a tiger and a bunch of other trophy's displayed around the tent. The tent flap opened and the great Mugunta entered. "Sorry that I kept you waiting boy, I am ready to give you my complete attention now." Korak looked Mugunta straight in the eyes with a defiant look. "I will not be your slave, you will not get away with this." As he spoke Korak tried to muster as much confidence as he could in his voice. Mugunta just smiled as he looked Korak straight in the eyes. Korak felt a power as he watched this man in the eyes. After a few seconds of silence Korak was unable to keep watching and looked down. Mugunta smirked as Korak had lowered his gaze. "You are strong boy, however I have a deep love for making strong things mine." Calmly Mugunta sat down next to Korak as the later tried to hide his feeling of helplesness behind a defiant face. Mugunta took his time to look at the tied up Korak and then his hand slowly went towards his loincloth. "Korak, son of the great Tarzan, you are now the slave of the great Mugunta." Teasingly slow he removed the loincloth and exposed the nether regions of Korak. A lustfull look on the face of Mugunta he enjoyed the moment as Korak was helpless and exposed, naked and tied down. Korak tried to look defiant but dropped his gaze as Mugunta began to massage his body, tweaking his nipples and kneading the muscular chest of the youngster. "Feel the playfulness of the great Mugunta." the slaver grinned as he saw Korak melt under his skilled touch. Korak was unable to help himself as he was getting turned on by this dominant male. As the massage on his chest continued he felt his dick rise like a flower begging for sunlight. "Seems like you enjoy this boy?." Mugunta hissed as he pressed his forehead against Korak's. While going on with the sensual massage he slowly began to go lower and massaged the muscular thighs of Korak. Teasingly slow he then began to rub the balls and rockhard erection of Korak. Korak was in schock as he could not believe a man was violating him like this. However His body was responding naturally and he could not help but moan as Mugunta took a hold of his dick and now began to rub him. "Feel the passion of the great Mugunta." Korak's dick was pulsing and he moaned loudly as Mugunta began to increase the rhytm of his stroking. This was probably the best handjob possible as he exploded in a loud orgasm. Throwing his head backwards he screamed and moaned as pulses of fluid left his dick. Korak then felt his entire body relax as he recovered from the mind blowing orgasm. Drained and weakened saw Muganta look down at him as he began to strip naked. Korak saw Muganta was now having a rockhard erection. Gently Korak got turned to his belly and the aroused slaver pulled his hair as he positioned himself behind the jungleboy. Korak let out a grunt as the slaver forced his erection deep inside him. "Now feel the power of the great Mugunta." Korak, screamed and begged loudly but this only seemed to arouse the slaver more as he rode Korak. "Probably not the sex you had in mind when you followed my daughter, did you boy?" The next hour the tied up Korak got abused in all kinds of ways as Muganta degraded him to become his personal sextoy. The events became to much and the exhausted Korak fell in a deep sleep in the arms of the slaver. Stroking his cheek the Slaver looked down and then got dressed. With a smile he picked up the loincloth of Korak. "You please me boy. Your father Tarzan shall pay a handsome sum to compensate me for the loss of such a beautiful slave. However, I will keep this as a souvenir of our night together. I will be waiting for you to return to attempt to retrieve it." After a few hours Korak felt his energy return and he started to make plans to escape. With his teeth he began to bite the ropes. "I hate playing the part of the helpless sidekick waiting to be rescued." After a few minutes of biting the ropes snapped and Korak was able to free himself. "I've got to rescue the girls from the great Mugunta." Korak found a white cloth and quickly used it as a loincloth to cover himself. Then he left the tent of the slaver. It was night and Korak realized that his moment to escape was now before Muganta or his treacherous daughter would find out he was gone. Using the cover of the darkness Korak sneaked around and avoided the numerous armed guards guarding the camp. The guards were walking around in pairs and after having studied their patterns Korak decided he was going to take them out. Two guards were engaged in conversation. Both guards were large and muscular and they smiled as they talked about the girls when a shadow suddenly emerged behind them. In a swift motion Korak elbowed the first guard against the back of his head and he collapsed to the floor. The second guard tried to raise his machinegun however Korak stunned him with a swift headbutt to the face. Without losing momentum Korak picked the guard up and knocked him clean out by slamming his head to the ground. A few minutes and some violent sneak attacks later six more guards were laying unconscious as well. "They’ll know I escaped when they find these guards are missing. I’ll need to act quickly." Korak noticed two gaurds guarding the entrance of the tent where the girls were kept. These two looked different. Not only where they wearing better uniforms and more advanced weaponry but they were not talking and kept constantly looking around as they scanned their surroundings. It was clear Muganta had posted his best soldiers to guard the girls. Both of them looked like highly experiencer fighters and in amazing shape. However nothing could have prepared them for Korak. With his stealth and agility they never saw him comming. One succumbed to a knee to the face and Korak caught the other one in a chokehold and rendered him unconscious in just seconds. Entering the tent Korak saw four young women laying on the floor with their ankles and wrists tied. They were wearing school uniforms and looked suprised to see him. A quickly as possible Korak started to untie them gesturing to stay silent. "After I have untied you, we will need to move quickly to the stables." With hand gestures Korak ordered the group to follow him. The group appeared at the stable which was guarded by two man wearing machineguns. Clearly these two belonged to the elite soldiers of Muganta as well as they scanned the areau and kept their highly advanced weaponry ready. Both men were highly muscular and looked like skilled fighters. Ordering the girls to stay hidden Korak moved like a cat at the two man. As if guided by a sixth sense one of the man turned around and noticed Korak. However it was to late. Before they could react Korak had pounced on them and knocked them to the floor. Swiftly Korak disarmed one of the man from his machinegun and held them both at gunpoint. "After we have bound and gagged you, we will be taking four of your horses. I do not want to kill you." Angry the two man raised their arms and the girls swiftly tied them up and gagged them. Korak gestured at the girls that they would take the horses. When they entered the stable Korak realized it was almost over but then he suddenly heard a voice. "Hello Korak, I was already wondering where you would be." With a jerk Korak turned around and saw Makaryachi standing there with a machinegun in her hand. She was wearing dark panties and a black, leather top who barely covered her toned body. She had golden earrings and bracelets and she looked nothing like the innocent schoolgirl when he first saw her. Seeing the wicked look on his face he suddenly realized just how much she looked like her father. Korak wanted to aim his machinegun at her but she had already raised hers. Wielding her weapon like a trained expert she pointed it at the girls. "Surrender jungle boy! Or the girls will pay the price." This pretty much rendered Korak helpless. If she had pointed her weapon at him he perhaps would have tried something. However now the girls lives were at risk there was no way he would provoke her. "Wait, I give up. Just do not harm them." Korak dropped his weapon and raised his arms in surrender. Makaryachi laughed arrogantly as she forced the girls to kneel down. "So strong yet so weak, just like I knew you would." A smug smile was on her face as she winked at Korak. "I must say I was a bit upset when I had dressed myself all nicely to play with you but you turned out to be gone. I hope you did not offend my dad's feelings." She then turned to the girls. "Did you honestly believe the jungleboy here would save you like some knight in shining-armor. You all belong to my father and me and I will show you what will happen if you try to resist us. " Makaryachi looked at Korak and sighed as she seemed to make a decision. "Such a waste we could have had a night to remember right now. However you choose to escape and attack the men of my father. Since my father is away right now it will be up to me to set this right." Amused she looked at the two muscular guards and then nodded towards Korak. With a huge smile on their faces they approached Korak. Before Korak was able to respond one of the soldiers darted behind him and applied a tight full nelson. His arms sneaked under Korak's armpits and he cupped his hands against the back of his head. Korak’s muscular body strained mightily but he was unable to escape the hold of the soldier. With a mean look the other soldier stepped in front of Korak. A grin was on his face as he saw Korak struggling, then he cocked his right fist back. "Take that pretty boy!" Korak took a punch to his jaw that snapped his head to the side and made the world spin. As Korak was stunned the soldier holding him, tightened the full nelson by cupping his hands on the back of Korak’s head. "The kid is not so tough without a gun!" The soldier swung another punch, this time smashing his left fist hard into the perfect sixpack of Korak. "Oooopphhh!" The impact knocked the air out of his body and if not for the soldier holding him he would have doubled over. The girls looked on in terror as Korak took a few more punches to his abs that made him scream in pain, however he still had a defiant look on his face. The soldier looked at Makaryachi who nodded. "We do not want to kill you! But we may know someone who would!" Then as if performing a field goal the soldier swung his leg forwards, slamming his boot right in the groin of Korak. Korak let out a scream like a wounded animal as his entire body went limp. Laughing the soldier let him fall face first in the sand. Clutching his hurt balls Korak felt like he was about to puke. Korak noticed Makaryachi laughing as he felt like the unbearable pain would make him pass out any moment. The girls had fallen completely silent, some were crying but all looked on in horror. In a vague blur Korak noticed his hands got tied behind his back and he was dragged towards a tent. After that the pain became too much and he passed out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Korak was not sure how long he had been laying in the tent but when he woke up it was light. Perhaps it was a day or perhaps even longer that he had been passed out. As he looked around he realized that by some miracle he had recovered from his beatdown by the soldiers. He tried to wiggle free from the ropes holding his wrists but realized this was not possible. Suddenly the tent opened and Muganta came in. With his dark eyes he looked at Korak and slowly let his eyes wander over the bruised body of the young hero. Slowly he walked towards Korak and almost lovingly he placed his hand on his chest. With his nose and lips he slowly touched the long hair of the youngster as he smelled his scent. "I heard you misbehaved boy." He whispered in his ear as he tenderly removed Korak’s loincloth. Korak looked the other way as he expected to be in for another long night with the great Muganta. The slaver placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, his hand caressing his chest. "You pleased me, but, by attempting to escape with the girls and with my horses, you have betrayed me." Korak noticed the slaver had wrapped the ends of the loincloth around his hands. Then he began to loop it around Korak’s neck. Korak struggled but with his hands tied behind his back Muganta easily looped the lointcloth multiple times around his neck. Korak struggled and fought but Muganta held him tightly and Korak realized Muganta was way stronger than him. Getting strangled Korak began to feel lightheaded as his brain was screaming for oxygen. Muganta had a ferocious look on his face as he strangled the young hero. "Now, feel the wrath of the great Mugunta!" Korak wanted to beg for mercy but he was only able to produce a weak gagging sound. The edges of his vision began to blur as he thought about his mistake of having angered the cruel slaver. Suprisingly fast he entered unconsciousness and his body began to convulse. Muganta felt a rush of power as he saw the helpless look on the face of naked hero after which he began to shake uncontrollably. Korak twitched heavily and then went completely limp. Muganta kept the loincloth wrapped around his neck for at least a minute more to make sure there was no way for Korak to recuperate. As he looked down at the lifeless body of Korak he could not help but smile. "You should not have betrayed me boy, your death could have been avoided. However I do look forward to enslave your father, The Great Tarzan when he will come for you." The End Inspired by http://jungle-queen.deviantart.com/art/Korak-and-the-Slave-Trader-by-jen-and-kris-588185036 [http://pre15.deviantart.net/6e70/th/pre/i/2016/050/e/4/korak_and_the_slave_trader_by_jen_and_kris_by_korak225-d9q6uh8.jpg] Korak and the Slave Trader by jen-and-kris jungle-queen.deviantart.com Korak: "Release her, and I will release you! She did not mean to frighten you, and I do not want to kill you." This is the first of a 21-part series featuring Korak, son of Tarzan, lord...