WARNING:
This story contains graphic violence, nudity, rape and other non-consensual
sexual acts.
It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature
adults, over the age of twenty one.
Jungle Harem Part
2.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com or
gwalb@yahoo.com)
With deadly punches and kicks,
Suleema skillfully kept the larger,
more powerful woman at bay; Blaze could never get near enough to repay
that vicious savagery.
In seconds, Suleema rendered
her formidable foe defenseless.
Blaze backed away, trying to
get her breath, but this time, Suleema
gave her no
chance to recover, but following swiftly, she rammed her knee into the
jungle woman's, scarlet thatched crotch.
Paralyzed by the pain ravaging
the luscious juncture of her svelte
thighs,
Blaze was easy prey for the cruel harem mistress's thundering
fists.
An observer would have been
astounded by the harem mistress's
amazing
ability to ruthlessly dominate the larger, more powerfully
muscled,
jungle woman. With savage skill, Suleema overpowered the
magnificent
redhead. Helplessly unable to
avoid the deadly blows, Blaze retreated on
wobbling
legs, mewling and moaning in atrocious pain, her huge breasts swinging
wildly at each jarring impact.
Blaze slumped to the ground,
her sky-blue eyes glazed, and unfocused, moaning in
pain.
Suleema
approached cautiously.
Suleema grasped the hair at the
nape of Blaze's neck, and held her
head
steady, her other fist raised for the final blow. The cobwebs clearing,
the jungle heroine knew Suleema had beaten her again, and looked up
fearfully, with a pitiful whimper of fear.
In hardly more than the blink
of an eye, the renewed strength and
courage,
restored to Blaze by her jungle home, had melted away before
Suleema's
brutally professional expertise; the mighty Flame of the Jungle was
again the terrified concubine, trembling at the wrath of her vicious
harem mistress.
Suleema
grasped
Blaze's nipple and pinched it painfully, her fist cocked, as
though to continue the vicious beating, though she knew by the
frightened, pleading eyes, her conquest was complete. Her fierce foe
was now her cowed victim, to be punished at her pleasure.
Hearing her foes whimpered
pleas, Suleema relaxed a trifle, as she
contemptuously patted
the
trembling jungle champion's proud flaming mane.
"Now the bitch will pay for the
trouble she's caused me!" Suleema
gloated in triumph. From her travel satchel she removed and donned her
most fearsome instrument of punishment, a gnarled, studded phallus of
unyielding metal. It was a tool she reserved to punish the plump bottoms of
her harem charges, for the most serious acts of disobedience.
Sheik Yusef had forbidden Suleema to use it on the prized Flame of the
Jungle, for whom he had paid a rajah's ransom, but Yusef was far away
today.
Though Blaze never experienced
this horror before, she had seen its
terrible effect on others of her sister concubines. Her teary eyes grew
wide with terror.
The terrified Flame of the
Jungle, turned and tried to escape.
Normally
fleet as the cheetah, her newly reborn terror of Suleema turned her
limbs to water, making her hopelessly
vulnerable.
Suleema swiftly caught the
stumbling Blaze, and grasped her arms
securely. Abandoning hope as Suleema's cruel hands masterfully gripped
her, Blaze made little effort to
escape. In primal, mindless fear, she could only babble for
mercy.
Suleema knew no mercy!
Suleema flung the ravaged Blaze
to the jungle floor, and stripping
off her clothes, proceeded to reestablish her dominance, in the most
unmistakable way possible.
Suleema arrogantly settled her fat rump
on the sobbing
redhead's exquisite face. She rotated her buttocks in
slow, arrogant circles, rubbing her genitalia and anus against Blaze's
gorgeous features,
the harem's alpha female demonstrating
her mastery. Blaze gagged in disgust, but docilely submitted to the
degradation.
Once she savagely humiliated
and abased the Proud Guardian of the Jungle, Suleema rose languidly
and ordered her wretched slave to satisfy her.
The equatorial sun was swiftly
setting, and night would follow shortly. Suleema secured her prisoner
for the night, staking her out on a nest of savage fire ants.
