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Safari of Depravity Ch. 01

By: scatwoman



by Scatwoman (credit to MercySlayer for inspiration)

Part I: "The Newlyweds"

Hannah and Dylan had been married for two weeks when they arrived in the Congo for their honeymoon safari. Hannah was a cultural anthropologist and had specialized in sub-Saharan Africa. Dylan was a financial planner with no interest whatsoever in culture OR anthropology, but his wife was hot as Hell and she had him wrapped around her little finger. He agreed to go on the safari when she promised him it would make her horny as Hell and they would be having tons of sex. That's all the argument it took for Dylan to sign up for such an unusual honeymoon with his usually sex-avoidant fiancée.

Dylan was a bit hesitant about his wife's choice of the Congo. He thought he'd heard about a constant state of war there. It seemed that his wife was picking one of the most dangerous places in the world for their honeymoon - the Eastern Congo. But Hannah assured him that the region they'd be visiting was still primitive, that the war hadn't spread there. She accused him of being xenophobic (even racist!) to assume that all of Africa was a war zone. In her studies, she had read about the rumors of a uncontacted tribe in the Eastern Congo jungle - one that had never met a white man before! They were supposedly one of the tallest and fittest of the ethnic groups in Africa. As a cultural anthropologist, she couldn't resist the chance to make first contact.

The honeymoon plans set and married only two weeks, Hannah wanted to tease Dylan and had been wearing very provocative clothes. On one day she had worn shorts so tight and skimpy Dylan could see the outline of her cunt lips in the crotch and her ass stuck out of the legs in back. When Hannah sat down, she would prop one leg up on the chair so Dylan would have a clear view of her cunt up the leg of her shorts.

On their wedding day, Hannah was amazingly stunning. She was the perfect ideal of the beautiful bride all in white. She came from northern European stock, and she looked it. Her almost platinum blonde hair in a loose and feminine up do. Pale pink skin and sexy red lips. Long eyelashes around sky blue eyes that had a dark blue ring around the irises. Absolutely Entrancing. Dylan, too, was light, but with a darker shade of blonde hair worn somewhat short and parted to one side - a boyish cut that made him seem youthful. He also had blue eyes, but a deeper blue. They made the perfect white couple.

Both of their sets of parents had fully blessed the union. Hannah's mother Heidi was very conservative and religious, a chaste woman if ever there was one. She would have been scandalized by Hannah's overt sexuality and kinks in the bedroom. Hannah's father, "Fritz", approved both of Dylan's money and the fact that Dylan was white. Fritz didn't believe in mixing of the races and diluting what he felt were the superior genes of the white race with the "mud people", as he called them. Dylan was embarrassed by such talk, he was raised to be more tolerant. Hannah's father's racism made Dylan uncomfortable, but it really incensed Hannah. Hannah would go into a rage whenever Fritz would say such things and the two would be shouting at each other for several minutes before one of them slammed something and left the room. Suffice to say, Hannah did not hold with her father's worldview. Her mother, being a traditionalist, would never contradict the father and stayed out of these arguments, even when Hannah pleaded with her to reason with Fritz.

Dylan's dad, Kurt, on the other hand, congratulated him on landing such a "hot piece of ass". He was a dirty old man with a wandering eye for the ladies, and two hands to match. Once he had grabbed Hannah's tight ass and she had good-naturedly rebuked him. Well, he must have take it as flirting, because he did it again and again. This soured the relationship between Hannah and Dylan's father and she refused to be around him anymore. She told Dylan that the thought of that dirty old man putting his hands on her made her physically ill and turned her off so bad she had no interest in sex if he was around. Needless to say, Dylan kept Hannah as far from Kurt as he could. Though Hannah still didn't have sex with Dylan before the wedding - she said she was raised to believe that marriage came before sex, though she would feel around with Dylan in other ways, teasing him mercilessly, fingering herself in front of him, making him jerk off while he watched or ate her out. Her favorite thing was for him to kiss her ass while she masturbated. And she had such a perfect ass!

Dylan's mother Emma lived in complete denial of Kurt's inappropriate behavior, never acknowledging Dylan's hints about it and abruptly changing the subject if anyone brought it up more directly. She did, however, have great enthusiasm for Dylan and Hannah's union and constantly gushed about what pretty babies they'd have with such blonde hair and blue eyes. Like little angels.

On their wedding night, Dylan discovered that, to keep things exciting, Hannah had shaved her cunt that morning. It had turned Dylan on so much, Hannah kept it shaved from then on. She really got off on teasing Dylan and told him on their Honeymoon night that he wasn't going to get to fuck her. Instead, she had him get on his knees and suck on her ass while he whacked off in his own hand. He was surprised and a bit offended, but a little relieved as well. He knew his cock was extremely small and had worried about whether or not he'd be able to even satisfy her. At least this way, she'd frig herself with his tongue up her ass and he'd be sure she wasn't faking it when she came. In fact, she came so hard that she farted in his mouth when the orgasmic contractions hit her (she had a high-fiber diet to keep her weight down, which had the side effect of making her very gassy). Normally, this would have repulsed Dylan, but he was so into it and so pleased to have made her cum that he came in his hand. Besides, she held his head in her ass with all her might as she came. She was surprisingly strong since she exercised every day and did yoga on the weekends to maintain her perfect figure.

Afterwards, she told Dylan that was great and that she would allow him to fuck her at some point on the honeymoon, but she would pick the time and place. He said he understood and started to cuddle her, but she fell asleep, snoring loudly and farting. Even her farts were cute, though, Dylan thought. Her little white ass was so small and tight that each fart, regardless of how rank it smelled, was just a demure little "toot". He got up to clean his hand and soon joined her in bed, quickly dozing off to sleep attempting to read her literature on the hidden tribe and the adventurous honeymoon they'd chosen.

The anal tonguings continued with a frequency of two or three times a day, sometimes in public bathrooms. Hannah's anus was so sensitive; she frequently had multiple orgasm during each tonguing. Dylan was proud of himself, having been so good as pleasing his beautiful, if somewhat domineering and kinky white wife. Still, he worried about the day when she finally told him to fuck her. Would his little "teeny weenie" (as his Mom used to call it in a way she thought was cute) be able to satisfy her? He tried not to think about it.

All of this adventure had encouraged Hannah to keep dressing like a slut and teasing Dylan. She noted that the intensity of his tonguings increased depending on how slutty she dressed. She had the figure, only 5 feet, 4 inches tall, long, blond hair, a 36D, 18, 24 that drove Dylan wild and invited the interest of other men. Hannah's dress excited Dylan, and the stares and leers of other men excited Hannah.

Arriving in the Congo, Hannah and Dylan had checked into a hotel. The flight was long, cramped and no-frills. The bathroom on the plane was broken and the drive from the airport to the hotel was long, hot and dusty. When they finally got up to the room, Hannah declared she needed a shower right away. Dylan let her go first . She said he could join her if he wanted, but Dylan declined when he saw how small and cramped the bathroom was. She sighed, giving up when she realized he completely missed her innuendo and took the shower herself.

Dylan stood out on the balcony while she showered looked down at the busy street below. What struck him first was not the relative primitiveness of the conditions or the tropical environment or the foreign languages being spoken. No, what struck him immediately was that EVERYONE was black. And not the kind of lighter-mixed black he was used to in America. These were AFRICANS. Dark skinned, heavy features. Something about this made him very uncomfortable, and that, in itself, made him ashamed. Maybe he was a little racist. Maybe this trip would be good for him. People are people and he shouldn't fear them just because they look different.

Hannah came out of the shower and sighed loudly and contently "Ahhhh, I needed that." Dylan turned and admired her perfect body as she dropped her towel and sauntered over to the bed, oblivious of his gaze. She was about 5'7" and had a curvy, but toned body. Smooth, flawless ivory skin. Firm, large rounded breasts that hung like large D-cup teardrops from her chest, yet stuck out with a perkiness that belied their size. Her narrow waist flared out to her wide yet firm hips and her beautiful, rounded, tight little ass capped off a pair of long, beautifully toned legs. She was the perfect woman, and Dylan had no idea how he had managed to score her!

Hannah grabbed her iPad from her bag and promptly flopped down, belly-first on the bed. As she laid on the bed, still wet from her shower and naked except for the towel on her head, Hannah turned on her iPad and began reading aloud the data she'd collected about this region of the Congo. It was, indeed, a dangerous place, though they hadn't experienced anything more dangerous than seeing all the armed military personnel at the airport them came in on or patrolling the streets of the city. She read about the Bantu and Zulu and their native language, Swahili. And the other ethnic groups, the Mongo, the Kongo, the Luba with their mineral wealth, the Mangbetu and their art and music and Azande and their proud history of being warriors with much conquered land.

Dylan was bored to death hearing about all of these different ethnic groups - who could really tell the difference? Why would he possibly care? But he was turned on by the sight of his naked wife in the hot African afternoon sun, her bare ass glistening in the warm light, its perk cheeks parted just enough for him to glimpse the puckered pink hole within. He couldn't help himself. Still clothed, he slid down between her legs and began licking her asshole as he'd done so many times before. The instant his tongue hit her sphincter, his little dicklet got rock-hard in his pants.

"Mmm, that's nice," Hannah purred, and continued reading. She read statistics about corruption, warfare and rape. She seemed surprised but not terribly alarmed to learn that the Eastern Congo had been named as the rape capital of the world by several human rights organizations. 

Dylan was barely listening, engrossed in his obsession with his wife's butt, his tongue now buried deep in her asshole. He reached under her with two wet fingers and rubbed her clit as he knew she liked when he ate out her ass. She moaned and rocked her ass back and forth into his mouth as he rubbed her. Her renewed passion for his tonguing got him horny as hell. He didn't have a free hand to take care of himself, so he simply rubbed his crotch against the base of the king-sized bed as he ate her ass with greater relish than before.

She continued reading more statistics - about their economy, culture and ethnic and physiological makeup and, one statistic that stood out in Dylan's mind, the Congo is ranked first on the list of average penis size in the world! Hannah seemed impressed and a bit aroused as she read the number of 8.2 inches (compared to the meager 5 inch average of the US, which was still even 2 inches more than poor Dylan could muster at his best). She stopped reading there and began to moan as Dylan redoubled his efforts on her asshole and clit. As she came with such gusto that she bucked on the bed and farted forcefully into his mouth, he, himself came in his pants, rubbing his crotch against the bed. He was proud of himself as she lay there quivering in her afterglow, his tongue still languidly exploring the wrinkles of her rectum, slowly and luxuriously, his arms raised so his could hands could massage and caress her back. Maybe he wasn't the most hung guy in the world, but he knew what she liked and could do for her what nobody else could. 

That night, Dylan had tongued Hannah again, this time on the balcony of their hotel room. Hannah had simply leaned over the rail watching the people below while Dylan slipped his head under her short white pleated skirt and proceeded to tongue-fuck her cute pink rosebud right between the beautiful, smooth, rounded buttocks of her perfect, tight little white ass with gusto, stroking his 3 inch cock feverishly, his brown-stained drool running down his chin and her long, toned legs. He could taste the brown tinge in his saliva, and he knew from before that Hannah had said their lunch of local foods had not agreed with her, but he didn't give a shit. He was so fucking horny and Hannah was loving the anal attention. Hannah moaned as Dylan tongued her asshole for about 10 minutes.

The thrill of people walking below her and Dylan sent Hannah over the edge quickly and she had to bite her lip to prevent her from shouting due to the intensity of her orgasm. Dylan had kept his tongue buried deep in Hannah's rectum, feeling the sphincter contract around it as she came. She walked over to the bed, making him keep his tongue up her ass, hobbling behind her on his knees. Hannah fell across the bed as Dylan's tongue came to life once more and he tongue-fucked her again, bringing her to two more orgasms before she came all over the sheets and shot a hot, nasty, wet fart into Dylan's open, ravenous mouth. He couldn't be certain since the smell and taste of her farts were always nasty, but he wondered if maybe some of her loose diarrhea she'd had earlier after lunch had also shot into his mouth. He didn't care, though, lost in the anal lust as he was. Whatever it was, saliva or not, he swallowed it down. He wasn't sure if she was even aware of her farts, as his mouth muffled them and he sucked in all the gas so she wouldn't smell them, either. In any case, she collapsed, exhausted as he licked her asshole and butt cheeks for a little longer. He fell asleep with his head resting on her ass and slept there the entire night, awoken only a couple times by her loud, stinky farts right in his face.

He arose first and went down to bring up some fruit for breakfast. He sat in a chair reading her iPad, ruminating on the statistics about the Congo being the rape capital of the world... and those gigantic cocks... He had to put it out of his mind, he was being irrational and insecure. But he couldn't stop thinking about it. Even as he read and reread the statistics about penis size and was about to peel his banana, he became self-conscious. The banana was around 8 inches and it dwarfed his own little prick. He put it in his mouth wondering how big it would feel, what that must be like for a woman to have sex with such a well-endowed man. He found he couldn't eat the banana without feeling self-conscious and insecure and set it aside. Hannah awoke late in the morning and he watched her intently as she ate the 8-inch banana and read her iPad. Hannah shot him a quizzical look for the funny way he was watching her and giggled.

Their guide would not arrive for a couple of days, so Hannah and Dylan decided to do a little sightseeing on their own. That morning, Hannah put on white, cotton, sundress that barely covered her ass. She worn no bra or panties and when she bent just slightly she exposed her tight ass and hairless cunt. She completed the outfit with a pair of red high heels held on with thin, ankle straps. As they left the hotel, Dylan commented she looked like a hooker and he couldn't keep his hands off her.

They quickly found a car rental and after some negotiation, rented a small car and started out of town. They had driven for about two hours, taking turns to look at different animals. They would have to stop at the end of the trail to hike a while into the jungle to maybe catch a glimpse of this secret, hidden tribe Hannah was so keen to get an eye on. Dylan had kept his hand on Hannah's pussy, fingering her clit and working her up to orgasm, and Hannah finally turned to him and said "It's time." His fingering abruptly stopped. Her dress had been pushed above her waist most to the trip. "Right here?" Dylan asked, a bit nervously. The thought obviously turned Hannah on and she nodded, biting her lip and grinding her hips, rubbing her clit lewdly. Dylan remembered seeing some brush a little bit back on the road and decided to head back there for a little bit of privacy and so pulled off the road to turn around.

As he backed up, the rear tires became mired in the soft ground and just spun as Dylan tried to pull the car back on the roadway. Hannah teased Dylan about fucking him right there as he got out to look at the car.

Suddenly he noticed several tall figures in the distance. As he strained his eyes, he realized that it was several men, native men in full dress. The men were wearing loincloths only, but they were painted on their chest and each carried a spear and shield. There must have been 20 of them as they approached Dylan and Hannah. Dylan told Hannah to stay in the car and fix herself.

As the natives neared, Dylan spoke loudly, trying to communicate with them, explain their situation and show that they were friendly. There was no response from the group and as they neared, he began to grow fearful. These men were giants! The tallest in the group was easily 7 feet tall, and the shortest, at nearly 6 and a half feet easily dwarfed Dylan's own average 5' 10" stature. They weren't lanky men, either – they were all quite muscular, some of them looked like bodybuilders with their massive muscles rippling as they strode forward. The largest and most imposing of these was also the tallest - a real "muscleman". They were all dark as night, as well, their deep, dark brown skins glistening in the hot afternoon sun.

Dylan tried once more to communicate with the men, but they descended rapidly on him, grabbing and throwing him to the ground. Several surrounded him holding him at bay with their spears, their large feet on his head, chest and arms, while the remainder pulled Hannah from the car. Dylan tried to reason with them one more time, but none appeared to speak English. Dylan watched in horror as all but two of the men, left to guard him, surrounded Hannah.

Dylan could see Hannah's look of fear heightened as the natives surrounded her. One who appeared to be the leader walked directly up to her and before she could defend herself, he ripped the front of her dress completely away. This exposed her breasts and shaved cunt to the crowd of men. Dylan quickly got up to rush to Hannah's assistance and was just as quickly knocked back to the ground. Hannah began to scream as the natives pounced on her like bees and had her completely stripped including her shoes.

Dylan tried to stand up, but one of the men, the tallest and most muscular of the group - "Muscleman" - easily pinned him with a single massive foot on his chest. He laughed in a deep bass voice and spit down on Dylan's face as he pinned him to the ground with ease.

Hannah tried to cover herself, placing her hands over her breasts and shaved cunt, but the leader would just knock her hands away. He then pushed Hannah onto her knees on the ground, bent over with her face in the dirt. Two men held the point of their spears at her neck while the leader knelt behind Hannah. Dylan watched as the leader pulled up his loincloth to revealed a rock-hard cock that had to be 16 inches long and thick as a drinking glass.


Safari of Depravity Ch. 01



Tears streaked Hannah's face and she tensed as she felt the hard cock at the opening of her pussy. She was thankful it was still wet from the Dylan's fingering when she felt how large the cock was as the leader shoved the entire length into her pussy with one thrust. He said something to the other men and they laughed further humiliating Hannah as she endured the rape. The leader pounded Hannah's cunt without mercy and in just a few short minutes he tensed and deposited his seed deep inside her.

Dylan hung his head down as he realized that the men were all going to fuck Hannah. They were lining up behind the leader each massaging massive cocks. Dylan realized some must be 18 inches long. He wondered how Hannah would survive the brutal rape. Dylan's eyes were riveted to the scene in front of him. Each man would kneel behind Hannah and easily slide his massive cock into her cunt.

By the fourth man, Dylan could tell that Hannah was beginning to enjoy the stimulation in spite of the rape. Her eyes were closed and she was beginning to rock back as the men plunged forward. Dylan watched as Hannah bit her lower lip and tensed and he knew she was having an orgasm. Dylan was relieved that the men appeared to only want to fuck Hannah in the cunt as they ignored her hanging breasts, ass, and mouth.

After the last of 15 men had fucked Hannah and she had climaxed at least 10 times Dylan noted, they rolled her onto her back and tied her hands and feet. They then turned their attention to him.

The two men guarding Dylan forced him to his feet. The leader stood in front of Dylan and yelled something in his native tongue at Dylan. When Dylan did not move, he was pushed and a spear tip placed under his chin. Dylan trembled and tried to understand the hand motions of the leader finally realizing that the leader wanted Dylan to remove his clothes.

Dylan quickly began to unbutton his shirt and in minutes was standing completely naked in front of the natives, hands covering his soft cock. The leader knocked Dylan's hands away and the natives all began pointing at Dylan tiny soft cock and obviously laughing. Dylan was blushing in shame, a deep crimson as he looked over at Hannah.

Hannah was lying on her back, naked, hands and feet tied straining her head to look at Dylan while one of the natives guarding her was rubbing the blunt end of his spears between her cunt lips. The natives around Dylan were stroking their enormous cocks, while pointing at Dylan. Dylan franticly noted that the native with the smallest cock looked to be at least 18 but no more than that - yet had at least a 12-inch erection.

The leader forced Dylan on his knees and elbows just like Hannah and yelled at the teenage native who promptly knelt behind Dylan. Dylan craned his neck to look behind him to be met by the tip of a spear. When Dylan felt the hard cock at the entrance of his ass he tried to move away. Quickly Muscleman stomped his large black foot on his outstretched hand stopping any movement and pinning it to the ground. This caused Dylan to yell in pain.

Just as he began yelling from the stomp the teenager drove his 12-inch cock into Dylan's asshole. Dylan arched his back at such pain in his ass and in his hand. He was disgusted as he felt the boy's balls slapping up against his ass as the teenager butt fucked him with the fury of young passions. He looked over to see Hannah humping her hips up and down, rubbing her swollen cunt on the long shaft of her guard's spear. She was watching Dylan's plight with lustful abandon. Dylan was humiliated and ashamed at being used this way, and in front of his wife who was obviously so far gone that she was enjoying the entire debauched episode now. But he was thankful for the native's youth as he quickly came in Dylan's ass leaving his cock inside Dylan until it was soft.

As the native removed his cock, Dylan could feel the cum leaking from his ass down his thigh. Mercifully, Dylan was not subjected to the gangbang Hannah experienced, but was bound hands and feet. Two natives ran off into a stand of trees while Dylan laid on his stomach and tried to comprehend what was happening. Looking over he found Hannah had been turned over on her stomach and Dylan could see the gobs of cum on her thighs and her partially opened, bare cunt. He imagined she was stretched out from the 15 giant black cocks and wondered if she'd ever close fully again. Certainly she'd never be able to feel his meager 3 inches in her, if he ever did get the opportunity to fuck her now. Hannah's cunt lips were swollen and red and her clit was sticking out, hard, and engorged from all the stimulation.

The natives returned from the stand of trees with two long poles. Hannah and Dylan were flipped over onto their backs and the long poles were slide between their arms and legs. Two natives got at each end of the poles and lifted Dylan and Hannah like wild game. Hannah screamed from the pain in her arms caused by her own weight. As Dylan was lifted he saw brown-tinged cum on his thighs and realized he must be leaking shit and jizz from his own gaping hole after the butt fucking. His crushed hand was throbbing, but thankfully not bleeding. Dylan just let his head hang back as the group trotted off carrying Hannah and Dylan back to their camp...

Continued in Part 2: "Initiation"



Safari of Depravity Ch. 02



by Scatwoman (credit to MercySlayer for inspiration)



Part 2: "Initiation"



The pace was very quick and shortly the group entered their camp with their captured prey. 

It was here that Dylan got his first look at the native women. They were just as dark as the men, and tall as well. 6 feet tall on average and muscular as well. The older women were quite heavy. All had huge, pendulous breasts and thick, deep muscular asses.

Dylan could hear Hannah screaming and looked around until he saw her. From this vantage point behind his wife and the natives, he could see all the action in graphic detail. Hannah was slid off the pole and the native men had quickly untied her and forced her onto her hands and knees and were fucking her. Hannah was now more afraid than aroused and was trying to crawl away while impaled on the native's huge cock.

The natives thought it was great fun for Hannah to be crawling like a dog on the ground while the native plunged his 16 inches in and out of her abused cunt. He quickly came and another native grabbed Hannah by the hips and pulled her to him. His massive rod was at least 20 inches in length and 4 inches thick. He tried to shove it into Hannah's dry asshole, but even with all the cum and her juices that had dripped down to her ass, the monster would not go past the very tip.

Upset, the native pulled out and jerked Hannah over on to her back. Hannah's eyes were wide with terror as she saw the native's massive tool poised to rip her ass open. She screamed as two native women grabbed her legs and pulled them over her head and then stretched them out to the side fully exposing Hannah. They stuck their fingers in Hannah's ass, sending an electric wave of shock and shame up Hannah's spine. They roughly pulled her asshole open and, before long, it was gaping obscenely. The women began to hock and gurgle and spit huge gobs of spit into her gaping asshole. Hannah felt the women's dollops of saliva land deep in her ass and she began to weep in abject humiliation at the sheer degradation of it all. The women seemed satisfied that her gaping asshole would now accommodate the full size of the huge cock. Hannah screamed - she couldn't take her eyes off his rod as the tip, then the head slid into her rectum. With her cunt shaved, Hannah watched in terror as her anus stretched and widened around the thickness of his cock.

After he had forced the head of his cock past Hannah's sphincter, the remainder of his tool slid easily inside her. With her legs pulled over her head and stretched out, she could feel his balls against her ass. The weight and size of his scrotum matched the size of the native's dick. Hannah gasped and began to scream again as the native slowly pulled his 20 inches almost completely out of her, and then quickly shoved it all the way back in till his balls slapped against her ass like a paddle. He continued that rhythm, slowly out, quickly in with Hannah screaming with each stroke.

He finally drove deep inside of her and Hannah could feel her intestines shift to one side to accommodate his size as he sprayed his cum filling her gut. The native continued to cum so much that even with Hannah's asshole tightly stretched around his cock, it leaked around the sides. Hannah's screams had subsided to sobs and she watched as he removed himself and his cum mixed with her shit flowed from her disgustingly opened hole. The women released her legs and Hannah just rolled over and tried to block the nightmare that was occurring out of her mind.

Dylan could hear Hannah's screams and watched the whole violation, but could not do anything to help her. To his embarrassment, he realized his own little dick was rock-hard at the sight of his wife taking 20 inches of black meat up her ass and then leaking thick gobs of cum from her abused, gaping shithole. He was slid from the pole and dragged to a spot between two trees standing about eight feet apart. Vines were placed on his hands and feet and the natives pulled on the vines and suspended him between the trees. His armpits immediately ached as his arms were pulled toward the trees to the maximum without pulling his shoulders out of the sockets. His feet were only inches from the ground, pulled to the point of rotating his hips painfully outward so that his knees pointed at the trees.

He could still clearly see Hannah, her feet held by the native women and he could hear her screams. Only now the screams of terror had slowly changed to screams of ecstasy. Dylan new these sounds from the many times he'd eaten her ass to climax. Hannah's ass was always very sensitive and a source of pleasure for her. Now she was having soul-shaking anal orgasm after orgasm from the extreme anal raping she was receiving. Dylan pulled against the vines, but they were too strong. Dylan was left alone while the other natives surrounded Hannah to watch the show. He looked around the camp and noticed that all the native women had large tits that were uncovered. Some of the women had one nipple pierced with a gold ring while other had both nipples pierced. The women all worn short, pieces of cloth wrapped around their waist. The native men simply had loincloths that barely covered their huge, pendulous private parts.

Dylan noted that he could see the ends of their soft cocks at the bottom of their loincloths. He knew that they all must have enormous cocks, even when soft. His heart went out to Hannah as he could now hear her sobbing. He wondered if they would survive their ordeal.

Dylan watched as Hannah was dragged toward him. He could see the trickle of piss running down the inside of her thighs and the copious amounts of brownish cum drying on her legs. She must have lost control of her bladder, she was fucked so hard. Her eyes were glazed over and she did not struggle when the natives tied her between two trees just like Dylan. She was only about 10 feet away and Dylan tried to call out to her but found his voice too weak in his strained position. He could see her chest rise and fall, her eyes open but glazed, her cheeks streaked with tears and knew she was still conscious.

A native woman threw water in her face to snap Hannah back to attention and Hannah immediately began pleading for no more abuse. The native woman washed the cum, piss and shit from Hannah's thighs and then left. Dylan just hung between the trees with his chin on his chest while Hannah moaned from the pain in her ass and cunt.

As night fell, the natives built a large fire. Dylan was awakened with water splashing in his face. Native men and women surrounded him. They were all naked. Dylan could see that in addition to the rings in their breasts, some of the women had rings in their cunt lips, some had one, some had several; there seem no rhyme or reason except the women with several were older. The native women were pointing at Dylan's soft little cock and laughing.

Dylan was right, the native men all had cocks more than 12 inches. There was one who he assumed to be the chief because of his headdress and jewelry whose cock must have been 20 inches long and 4 inches thick, the very cock that had earlier savagely ass-raped Dylan's poor wife. It was the first cock she'd ever taken up her ass. Dylan knew that his tongue would never again bring any pleasure to her formerly tight, cute little rosebud that was by now a stretched-out, gaping fuck tunnel. Dylan snapped out of his reverie and tried in vain to move away as one of the native women picked up his soft cock. Dylan felt terribly inadequate, even fully erect he could only muster 3 or 4 inches, not even an inch wide and the native teenagers - having just come of age as village men at the age of 18, each beat that by at least 7 inches.

The native woman stroked Dylan's cock softly trying to bring it to life. Dylan struggled against the vines, but could not move. His cock refused reaction which seemed to anger the woman. One of the men who had first abducted them yelled something to her in their language that made everyone laugh. The woman smiled and then slid two fat fingers into Dylan's exposed asshole, fingering him roughly. To his shame, his cock immediately began to grow becoming painfully hard. 

This made the gathered crowd laugh even harder, pointing and chattering. The native woman smiled with prideful satisfaction, no longer needing to stoke him, simply fucking his ass with now 3 fingers. Even at his full erect size, the natives laughed and ridiculed his size, having apparently never seen a penis so thin, pale and small. It seemed to be the funniest thing they'd ever seen. 

Now the native men came and stood with the tips of their massive tools touching the tip of Dylan's pitifully tiny rod comparing sizes. This caused the natives to laugh even harder, some crying or rolling on the ground. Muscleman took particular pleasure in comparing his own massive tool to Dylan's weenis – slapping the tiny member and its little white balls with the weighty length of his massive black cock. When the other men came over to measure up with Dylan, Muscleman repositioned to Dylan's face, slapping him repeatedly with his fat, lengthy cock and draping it across his mouth, smothering him with it.

Dylan looked over to Hannah who had been awoken by the commotion and he blushed as she watched his humiliation with a sort of detachment - devoid of even pity for him, it seemed.

The woman continued to finger-fuck Dylan's ass, but he felt no excitement, just a painful erection. After she had fingered him until he was as hard as she thought he could get, Dylan watched as she took a thin piece of wet rawhide and tied it tightly around the base of his dick thus preventing his erection from going away. The native men all nodded approvingly and followed the Chief over to where Hannah hung, with the exception of the 18-year-old initiates and Muscleman, who seemed to take such sadistic pleasure in abusing Dylan. All the women also stayed with Dylan.

As one of the women placed a large pottery bowl beneath Hannah, she began to struggle against her bonds only to find she too could only move a little. As her eyes focused on the horde of natives standing in front of her stroking their erect cocks, Hannah started to scream again. Her voice was so hoarse she could be barely heard. The Chief approached Hannah and pulled her swollen cunt lips apart revealing her enlarged clit. He roughly pinched Hannah's clit and pulled at it, laughing as Hannah squirmed somewhere between pain and pleasure.

Satisfied with her reaction, the Chief again shoved his massive cock inside Hannah's ass. This time, the long, thick rod slid to the hilt with just mild resistance. Suspended between two trees, Hannah was at the perfect height to be fucked standing or at least hanging. As the Chief pumped in and out of Hannah's abused rectum, his mouth began to suck and pull at her nipples, now easily in reach just below his mouth.

Afraid to move, Hannah just hung limp as the Chief's assault continued, biting her nipples and pulling them out from her breast while her body rocked up and down from the brutal black butt-fucking she was receiving. But, despite herself, she began too moan and Dylan saw her hips begin to rock. The sensations must have been too much and she was fucking her used, ravaged asshole back onto the massive ebony cock that was violating her yet again.

Finally the Chief slammed into her body with such force that the trees Hannah hung between shook and he shot his cum deep inside her. Dylan watched as her head fell back and she tensed and quivered, her whole body shaking, straining against the ropes as she screamed out in pleasure and pain, cumming from the deepest anal penetration she'd ever experienced, cumming from the humiliation, cumming from the feeling of having her guts filled with black jizz, cumming from her own helplessness, bound and ass-raped.

As he pulled his cock from her hole, the cum dripped in large, thick clumps into the bowl below her. A few pieces of shit slid out easily, as well, sploshing wetly into the huge puddle of native cocksauce. The Chief looked Hannah in the eyes, slapped her twice on each side of her face and shouted some commands to the other men standing around. The Chief then took a seat directly to the right of Hannah as the men lined up in front and back of Hannah.

Weak from the abuse, Hannah mustered only token resistance as she saw the men with their cocks lining up in front and back. Her mind went crazy as she realized what they intended to do, but too weak to resist, she simply dropped her head as the first one shoved his cock into her still sore cunt and began to fuck her. Hannah roused to give one last bit of fight as she felt the finger invade her rectum. The native fucking her cunt stopped and reached behind Hannah and pulled her ass cheeks apart exposing her bud to the native behind her.

A shout of approval went up from the natives in line as her asshole was penetrated. Hannah found her voice and wailed as the native shoved 14 inches of rock hard cock into her cum-drenched asshole; she twisted against the vines and then stopped moving as she adjusted to the fullness in her ass and cunt.

The natives then began to fuck her in a rhythm, biting her tits in front, and from behind squeezing them and pulling her nipples. The natives waiting were dancing, naked, with their erection at the ready for their turn. Hannah hung between the two trees all night while the native men abused her cunt, ass, and tits. The only hole spared was Hannah's mouth. Below her, the large bowl captured the native's jizz as it seeped out of her used holes, captured the shit that fell from her gaping, ruined asshole and captured her own piss as she repeatedly lost control of her bladder.

By morning Hannah had been fucked by over 50 men, none of which had a cock less than 12 inches long. Her cunt and ass had long since stayed opened to easily take each and every one. Now as the sun came up, she just hung with bite marks on her breast, her nipples raw and sore, and cum dripping like a leaky faucet from her stretched cunt and ass. She had come more times than she could possibly count and had been fucked into a complete daze. Dylan began to sob and tears streaked his face as he saw her cunt lips three times their normal size and her clit sticking out, engorged like a small cock. The native men were gone, having left after making her suck her own shit off of each of their huge cocks. Hannah turned and looked at Dylan who had endured an even worse fate.

The women had stayed and continued to tease Dylan. With the thin piece of rawhide tied around the base of his cock, his erection had become very painful and he couldn't go soft for relief. A fat native woman with tits that hung down to her waist stood in front of Dylan pulling on his cock. Dylan noticed both of her tits were pierced with gold rings and she had a least a dozen gold rings in her cunt lips, six on each side.

The native woman said something and the other women laughed. Dylan tried to move away as the native woman turned her fat ass toward him, pulled her ass cheeks apart and began to back onto Dylan's erect cock. Her asshole was dry, and as she pushed against Dylan's cock, it only pushed Dylan backwards and his erect cock would not penetrate her ass.

She then yelled something to one of the initiates and he quickly removed his loincloth and stepped behind Dylan. Dylan realized what was going to happen when the boy placed his cock at the entrance of Dylan's hole. Now the fat woman pushed back against Dylan's cock and as Dylan's body was pushed backwards, he was impaled in his ass by one of the 18 year old initiates. Dylan now began to yell and twisted but he could not avoid the penetration of his ass.

When the 18 year old's cock was fully imbedded in Dylan's ass, the fat woman's asshole began to open and she slid onto Dylan's cock. Her ass was so large it completely covered Dylan's lower body. Dylan was beside himself as he watched his cock disappear into the woman's ass cheeks. When her ass cheeks pressed against Dylan, she yelled something else and the teenager began to vigorously fuck Dylan's ass.

With that, the fat woman began to rock back and forth, trying to fuck herself with Dylan's tiny cock. But it was just too short to even reach her asshole, much less fuck her. This seemed to really piss her off and she just rubbed her ass on his cock, frustrated. Dylan was powerless to do anything. He could not escape the ass fucking, and he could not cum on the fat woman's ass and go soft because of the piece of rawhide. In a while, the teenager emptied his balls deep into Dylan's colon and removed his cock with a disgusting pop. Another initiate quickly replaced him.

The fat woman, totally disappointed, shat a little on Dylan's cocklet as a sign of contempt. She finally slid off him, leaving his little dick stained with her feces and still hard. The women made disgusted sounds and held their noses, whispering to themselves. The Chief walked up and shouted commands at the women. He ignored Dylan as the third initiate stepped up to become a man and began to ravage his ass.

After the Chief left, the fat woman had the others help her lower Dylan to the ground on his back, but they still tied him tight so that his arms were pulled out taut and his legs stuck up in the air, wide apart to give the initiate young men easy access to his gaping asshole which was rapidly filling to the brim with their young, hot spunk. The fat woman then sat her shitty ass down on Dylan's face so suddenly that Dylan never saw it coming. One of the women squeezed his balls painfully and the fat woman yelled down at him, wiggling her shit-smeared ass on his mouth. He knew what she wanted and reluctantly kissed her dirty pucker hole. She wiggled more and yelled down at him. Fearing for his balls, he stuck his tongue in her ass and tasted he strong, native shit. He realized, now, with perverse irony that all his experience satisfying his beautiful white wife's asshole with his tongue was now going to serve him well in pleasuring these sadistic black native women. His face-sitting tormentor smiled down at him as he cleaned out her asshole, then her face twisted up and she began to grunt. Dylan couldn't believe this was happening and realized he would never be the same as he felt the fat black woman's huge, nasty turd sliding down her fudge tunnel, over his extended tongue, through his widely stretched lips and into his mouth. She filled him with so much shit that he had to chew and swallow repeatedly to avoid choking to death. She grinned widely and yelled out excitedly to the other women and they all began to laugh raucously, coming over to watch Dylan eat this big, fat black woman's shit straight from her ass. He was truly the lowest of the low. He was barely even aware of the huge initiate cock shooting a giant raging-18-year-old-hormone-sized spunk load into his bowels, now. He was so completely humiliated and used that he gave up fighting and simply became what they had made him: a cock-sucking, shit-eating whiteboy ass-whore for every black person in Africa who decided to use him. A human toilet whiteboy fag for black cock. He couldn't see Hannah from this angle, but, for once, he hoped she was too busy being gang-raped to witness his degradation.

Unfortunately for him, she was watching every bit of it and, despite herself, she was aroused by the sight of her poor mini-dicked husband eating load after load of nasty shit straight from those filthy black women's asses and being roughly fucked up he ass so much that cum literally poured out of his abused, gaping asshole. Her pussy was wet and quivered as she watched, but she could not frig herself. When the pungent odor of the native women's shit reached her nose, however, a wave of revulsion passed over her and, knowing that her husband was tasting that a thousand-fold, she came wildly, bucking against the straps and pissing all over herself, then passing out.




Safari of Depravity Ch. 02



The remainder of the night the women took turns sucking Dylan's nipples and biting them while the 18 year olds fucked his ass. Dylan had lost count at 22 and then passed out, suffocating on one of the numerous loads of shit forced down his throat. When he awoke with morning, his mouth still tasted of shit, there were even a few chunks still sitting in his open, drooling mouth. It was the most disgusting sensation in the world, to wake up with a mouth full if shit that had been fermenting in his mouth throughout the night. His ass was still sore and he could feel the dry cum caked on his ass and thighs, and he could feel that he was still full of the black young man's cum. He wondered how many had continued to deposit their copious loads up his ass after he'd passed out. He realized he still had the painful erection and looked down at his tiny hard cock. He gazed over at Hannah who was covered in bite marks, dried shit, and cum.

Hannah had at some point been lowered to the ground as well, untied. But she had made no effort to escape. The women brought her over to Dylan and had her sit over his mouth and forced him to guzzle all the cum and shit that oozed from her holes. His mouth stretched open over her gaping ass and he stuck his tongue into the thick gooey mixture of countless black men's jizz deposits. She contracted her rectal muscles as best as she still could and gobs and gobs of the disgusting concoction squirted into his mouth. He swallowed reflexively, grateful, at least, that is wasn't yet more black woman's shit. Hannah looked down at him as he did this for her and she seemed to smile, just a little bit, even through her rape-induced trance. Then she grunted a little bit and farted in his mouth - intentionally, it seemed, for old time's sake. The fart was a wet, disgusting sounding one, accompanied by a forceful spurt of a huge dollop of warm jizz from somewhere deep inside her bowels.

When she was fully emptied out, the native women brought the large bowl over to Hannah, which was now full to capacity. The wife stared up at them wide-eyed, fearing what they intended to do with it. They used a sort of signing to signify that Hannah was to feed it to Dylan. Dylan shook his head and tried to protest, but there was nothing he could do. Two native women, stronger than he imagined, forced his mouth open and held it that way as the woman with the bowl handed the container to Hannah, careful not to spill any.

Hannah held the bowl with some effort, it was very heavy from its disgusting contents. She looked into it, revolted at its contents. She began to wretch, turning her head to the side and almost dropping the bowl. But the woman next to her held the bowl steady and grabbed Hannah by the hair, yanking her head back forward right over the mixture. Hannah couldn't avoid the stench and puked uncontrollably - right into the bowl. Dylan heard and smelled all of this as he watched his wife empty her stomach contents into the bowl and he began to sob. Both for her and what he knew was coming for himself.

Hannah recovered and looked up at the woman holding her by the hair. The woman had no mercy and indicated again what Hannah was expected to do. Hannah looked down at the bowl, dry-heaved one more time, but took its weight and looked down at Dylan. Slowly, inevitably, she lowered it to his forced-open mouth and, with an expression of gentle... love? She said, "Eat it all up, Dylan, honey, it's your lot in life, now."

And with that, Hannah poured the first mouthful of piss, shit, cum and vomit into her husband's mouth. He immediately began to wretch, but the two native women forced his mouth shut. He began to vomit but they sealed their hands over his mouth and none could escape. His cheeks bulged and suddenly vomit began to shoot out his nose! The other native woman pinched his nose shut painfully and all he could do was scream silently into the foul mixture and dart his eyes around in panic. Then he heard a soft voice in his ear. It was his wife. "Dylan, dear, don't fight it. You can do this. This is was you were made for. You serviced me with your mouth, remember? You loved it when I farted in your mouth, I know it. And you ate all these fat black women's shit, didn't you? This is your place in the world - you're a human toilet, dear. I know it, you know it. They're never going to let us go, you know that, too. Their dialect is unknown, but I've studied several languages of this region and I've understood enough of what they're saying to know that we're never going to go home again. This is our life from now on. So do what you're made to do and swallow. I'm going to feed this entire bowl to you and you will swallow it all, won't you? You'll swallow it all because you're nothing but a useless cum dump, shit-eating human toilet. And I love you for it."

Dylan couldn't believe what he was hearing from his sweet, loving wife, but he couldn't deny it hit him hard, and right at the base of his soul. He looked into his wife's loving eyes and swallowed, surprising himself as he bucked and grunted and came hard, despite himself and the rawhide strap around the base of his penis. He came harder and more forcefully than he ever had before, a huge fountain of jizz sprayed up all over his chest and face, it's volume built up from a full day's worth of savage abuse of his swollen prostate.

Hannah squealed in delight as she saw this and patted him on the head for a job well done. "I knew you could do it, toilet," she complimented him and kissed him on the forehead.

As he swallowed the last bit in his mouth, the two native women pulled his mouth back open and searched his mouth roughly with their fingers to make sure he had swallowed it all. They were surprised and impressed to see it was all gone. They smiled and laughed, yelling loudly to others, who came over to watch as Hannah poured the next mouthful in - this time a large chunk of one of her turds that had been dislodged by her anal abuse dropped into his mouth. The women again forced his mouth shut once it was full and he chewed and swallowed obediently, never severing eye contact with the loving, watchful gaze of his beautiful wife.

It took 18 mouthfuls and 30 minutes for him to completely consume every last drop and morsel of his revolting meal, but when it was all one, the large crowd all cheered and whooped and hollered, in awe that he could do this incredible thing. Hannah beamed with pride at her husband's feat and the women patted her on the back for her administration of this final humility.

It was late, now, the fire dying and after some time spent chatting, dancing and drinking, the partiers began to disperse back to their tents. Dylan was left tied to the ground on his back, but Hannah was left free. She didn't attempt to flee, though. She simply laid down beside him and fell swiftly into slumber, resting her head on his chest.

With morning came the fat women again. Dylan thought he would die if he was fucked any more or fed any more of their nasty shit. But the woman seemed to have some sort of food that she mixed with what look like herbs. Dylan had not eaten in days and readily accepted the mixture as the fat woman pushed it into his mouth. Too late, he realized it was some kind of animal shit mixed with some strange herbs. He looked over and found Hannah being fed also. From the look on her face, she, too, had just realized what she was being fed, but she hadn't eaten *anything* in days and obediently ate the disgusting concoction. 



Continued in Part 3: "A New Life"



Safari of Depravity Ch. 03



by Scatwoman (credit to MercySlayer for inspiration)

Part 3: "A New Life"

Over the next month, Hannah was always ass-fucked first by the Chief and then left to the mercy of the other men. She now just bobbed up and down while her cunt and ass was used, no longer even pretending to resist. And she came so frequently Dylan wondered if she ever had time for a conscious thought.

Dylan was similarly fucked in the ass, but only by the initiate young men. The white couple were occasionally removed from their bonds, cleaned, and allowed to rest, then hung back between the trees. 

Neither ever ate real food nor drank anything that wasn't cum or piss again. They subsisted only on a diet of shit, from humans and various other animals (zebra, dog, hippo, rhino, even elephant), sometimes even each other's shit. Dylan did, eventually, get to worship at his wife's ass again, but only to eat her super-dark, concentrated, recycled nasty shit (sometimes diarrhea) or to drink the cum and piss from her ass that had been deposited there by the Chief or other natives. Her ass was unrecognizable to Dylan, no longer the cute, tight little derriere he'd fallen in love with. Now it poured diarrhea or dropped huge loads of shit in his mouth, no longer capable of the cute little "toots" he seemed to vague recall. Her anus and sphincter now never completely closed, so her ass gas just bubbled out of her ass up through the cum-sludge that was always filling her anal canal. Now her once cute, tight pink bud was a loose, used, abused and perpetually gaping shit hole, the kind you'd find on a two-dollar white trash whore in a trailer park. His tongue never gave her pleasure again. Neither spoke anymore or even acknowledged the other. 

Dylan continued to have his cock tied off and now had a continual, painful erection, not much assuaged by his occasional, uncontrollable explosive ejaculation while being ass-raped or shit-fed.

In addition, he noticed that he had developed breasts and his balls and dick were getting even smaller. He also noticed he was getting less and less bodily and facial hair. He deduced that they must be feeding them some sort of female hormones in their daily animal shit feedings (those herbs!) and turning him into a woman! They must have been feeding it to Hannah, too, as her breasts were twice their original size. The herbs must also have acted as a sort of contraceptive as, despite the countless voluminous loads of potent black seed injected into Hannah's womb, she never got pregnant. Dylan would have liked to have thought this was just because he did such a thorough job sucking and swallowing all of the black cum from his wife's cunt after every gang rape. But he knew he couldn't have gotten it all. They later discovered that this birth control was intentional. The tribe felt any children of hers by a tribesman would be abominations - inferior half-breeds.

Also, Hannah's nipples had been pulled and abused so much that they stuck out almost 2 inches and her clit was the same. He looked down at his own penis and realized the hormones had made it shrink, as well. Now his cock and balls were even smaller than before. Hell, even Hannah's stretched-out and engorged clit was getting comparable in size to his tiny, useless penis.

As a full-moon evening fell on what Dylan figured was the beginning of their second month of captivity, something had changed that day. Neither he nor Hannah had been touched or used in anyway. The natives had built a large fire and with darkness were dancing in what appeared to be a frenzy war dance. Little did Dylan or Hannah know what was in store for them.

They came for Dylan first, took him down from his trees and dragged him to the center of the tribe. He was laid on his back on a flat table and a medicine woman (the same that brought them their daily herb-filled animal shit meal, he realized) rubbed some sort of ointment on his nipples, navel and penis. He wasn't sure what the purpose of it was until he felt a ring shoved through his skin below his navel. He was shocked and frightened, but to his surprise there was no pain (only discomfort) and minimal blood. The ointment must have been some sort of home-made numbing cream, he realized. He endured what was just uncomfortable, but then the fat woman came up and took a large quill and drove it through the skin of his cock just below the tip.

Now Dylan struggled as another ring was placed in his cock and attached to the ring below his navel pinning his cock in an upright position. He had developed small breasts and they were to receive similar attention as rings were inserted in his nipples as well. Dylan tried to fight, but was to weak and in the end just laid passively while the natives ritually pierced him.

Finally, he was flipped over onto his stomach with his legs straddling the table. He could not see what was happening, but felt the ointment being rubbed on his scrotum then intense heat from being burned - right on his balls! Dylan screamed as the Chief held up Dylan's scrotum where he had branded Dylan with the symbol of their tribe. Dylan's nightmare was not over as the Chief had two natives hold Dylan down.

The Chief spoke to an older native man who shook his head "yes" enthusiastically and then removed his loincloth to revealed a cock that rivaled the Chief's in size, but it was thicker and more gnarled. He moved in behind Dylan and Dylan began to panic. Until now, he had only had the relatively smaller and thinner penises of the younger native men up his ass. And while he had grown accustomed to them and easily accommodated their 12-to-14 inch cocks, this Elder's massive prick was in another league altogether! He felt wetness on his asshole and hoped it was the medicine woman's numbing cream - but no luck. She was standing in front of Dylan several feet away. Instead, he heard the Elder hocking up another gob of saliva and spitting it onto his quivering anus. 

Dylan shook as the Elder pressed his hard, mushroom-headed prick against his rebellious sphincter and groaned a loud, long guttural moan as the flared head forced its way in. It was smaller just behind the head, but his thickly veined cock widened again at the middle, even wider than the head and Dylan yelped and bucked and squealed as the Elder grabbed hold of Dylan's hips and rammed with all his might until every last thick inch was buried in the white man's obscenely stretched asshole. Once it was in to the hilt, the Elder let his monster cock rest there in Dylan's ass and rocked back and forth fucking him, taking only the last few inches in and out. He could feel the fat head rubbing deep inside him as the Elder fucked him deeper than any of the initiates had managed.

The Elder then slowly pulled out almost all the way and Dylan relaxed as it left him, like the relief of a giant turd sliding out that had been constipating him for days. But the Elder stopped at the fat head and left it in him. Dylan wondered why he was waiting to pull the last out and lifted his head to look back at the Elder. Just then, the Elder yelled out a sort of war cry and lurched forward with all his might and slammed his entire length and girth back into Dylan's stretched-out rectum in one savage thrust! Dylan cried out but immediately had a second fat cock shoved into his mouth - Muscleman's! The two natives fucked him from either end in an obscene, primal display - without mercy or concern for him, they fucked him savagely, ramming their cocks in and out of him in synch and with all the speed and might their 7-foot muscular frames could muster. 40 inches of fat cock spearing Dylan from both ends, over and over, Dylan tied down and completely helpless as they fucked him like the lowliest of whores, like an animal, like a bitch. Dylan strained his eyes to try to see Hannah in between the Chief's thrusts, and saw her. Two of the women were holding her and fingering her cunt and asshole and she was moaning and writhing as she watched Dylan be ravaged by these two black monsters. 

The old native began to grunt and groan - he was getting ready to shoot his African seed straight into Dylan's abused shithole! Muscleman, too, was grunting and grabbed Dylan's head with both hands and his sinewy, muscular arms flexed, veins popping out as he shoved his incredible ebony prick all the way down Dylan's throat, plumbing his esophagus, until his pubic hair tickled the inside of Dylan's squashed nostrils and his pendulous black balls rested on Dylan's chin. He felt those balls twitch and throb on his chin as he realized Muscleman was cumming directly into his stomach - he could feel the heat of each thick jet as it splattered against his belly's walls! At the same time, the Elder screamed in Dylan's ear, reaching around and pulling the rings in Dylan's tits, squeezing the new growth of breast as Dylan felt his massive, thick cock throb even thicker with each explosive burst of hot black jizz flooded Dylan's guts. 

This final degradation, combined with the sight of his horny wife watching his humiliation, was the last straw for Dylan. He let go of the very last strand of his pride, of his manhood and gave into his fate and the epic black breeding he was experiencing - and he came like never before. Wads upon wads of his cum shot out from his prick like never before - more than he'd ever managed to shoot in his life. He heard his wife scream in her own orgasm as she witnessed this. 

When his ejaculate was spent, the two black giants were still fucking him with their semi-hard cocks and Dylan opened his eyes to see his wife - but she was now being dragged away by the women into the darkness. He strained to watch after her but soon saw her nowhere in sight. As the two men continued to roughly use him, not pulling out but rather each stiffening again for more abuse, he wondered if he would ever see his newlywed bride again.

After the two men had each dumped their seed in Dylan's guts three times - from one end and the other, they pulled Dylan up and took him to their hut. Dylan's spirit had been broken. He realized that these natives had turned him into a woman and given him to the old man and younger brother – Muscleman (he later discovered that Muscleman's 18-year-old son was the first to ass rape Dylan when they were first assaulted at their car). Inside the hut, the old men fucked Dylan again and slept with him just as if Dylan was their wife. That night, Dylan was chained by his new piercings to a metal ring in the base of the hut and fell asleep with one cock up his ass and another down his throat. It was the beginning of his long, tortured life of servitude as a pathetic, little white he-girl.

Hannah had finished drinking the hot piss of her two female captors and stirred at the last wails of Dylan as he had been dragged away. It was dark and she couldn't see where he'd been taken. She was not sure what was happening as she was untied and walked to the center of the tribe. She was laid on the same table where Dylan had just been and the Chief made a big speech.

When the Chief was finished, a woman placed a smooth, rounded cylinder of wood just inside Hannah's cunt lips and rubbed the ointment on her clit and labia. Hannah had not made a sound in many days, but now she began to scream as the woman drove the quill through her clit and placed a ring. She then quickly placed two rings in each cunt lip.

Hannah shook her head from side to side as the woman now numbed Hannah's nipples and shoved the quill through them, then placed large gold rings in each one. Hannah heard the drums pounding and felt her legs being pulled outward.

The Chief walked between her legs and easily slid his 20- inch cock into Hannah's cunt with no effort. He pumped her several times, pulled out and entered her ass, again with no effort. Those enormously large cocks had fucked Hannah so much; her cunt and ass now easily accommodated the Chief's size. The Chief began to alternate between Hannah's cunt and ass picking up the pace.

Finally he began to cum, but for the first time, he pulled out and she flipped Hannah over and plunged his shit-covered cock all the way down her gullet in one forceful, swift thrust. Hannah could feel his cock throb in her throat as his cum sprayed directly into Hannah's stomach. With that, Hannah was stood up and the Chief pushed her toward his hut and inside.

***

A week later, Dylan was alone in the Elder's hut and noticed something that appeared out of place. Being the one responsible for the tidiness of the hut, he picked it up. He squinted at it - something about it was simultaneously foreign but also familiar. The materials it was made from didn't fit in. He turned it around and realized with a start what it was - Hannah's bag from the car! He looked around in a panic, not wanting to be seen, but all the men (the real men, unlike him) were out hunting, he knew he was safe for a while. He unzipped it and spied a silver rectangle with rounded edges, it was metallic and cool to the touch. He picked it up and realized it was Hannah's iPad! He regarded it with a native's awe - it was like a like a relic from another time, a past life. The natives must have found it in the car with their other belongings and kept it, but did not know what to do with it. 

It still had a small amount of charge left and after jogging his memory a bit to remember how, he turned it on. He found Hannah's personal folder where the data on the Congo had been and skimmed it. He was shocked to see that she knew much more than she had admitted! This tribe was *not* uncontacted - in fact it had been well documented. They had been studied medically (and put on record as being an average 6'6" height for men and very muscular, with average penis sizes of 16 inches!) and their culture and practices had been documented exhaustively! Every detail, including the treatment of their women, the herbs they use to magnify femininity in their women, their practice of taking captives from other tribes, their practice of raping and using their captives as human toilets - it was all there. 

He skimmed a section of the study on the tribe about how the anthropologists who had studied the tribe had barely escaped and recommended that nobody ever return to study them for fear of their own safety and to let the tribe evolve on its own until it was civilized enough to join the rest of the world. Nobody was ever coming for them, ever. Somewhere, down deep, Dylan still assumed this was temporary. That somehow, some day they might escape or some others would come and find them and take them back to the white, civilized world. But now he knew that was an impossible hope.

The heartbreaking realization hit Dylan like a ton of bricks - this was no accident. Hannah knew EXACTLY what she was getting them into. She had planned it all. In her personal folder were hundreds of thousands of stories, pictures and videos of interracial porn - all incredibly hung black men dominating and fucking white men and women in every conceivable way. Her search history was filled with terms like "biggest dick in the world" and "black superiority", "white slavery", "primitive African cultures", etc. etc. It become obvious to him that the only reason she had studied cultural anthropology in the first place was to fulfill her own perverse lust for the biggest, blackest cocks in the world and a life of total submission to them. And she had found the one place on Earth that would be her paradise. And dragged Dylan along for the ride. 

Dylan sat and wept and, as the iPad's battery finally died and the screen went black so, too, did his world - his old life - snuffed out and gone forever. From this day forth, he was nothing more than a white fuck-toy bitch and human toilet for his black masters, and he accepted it now, completely, body and soul.

***

Six months passed and Dylan and Hannah adapted to their new lives. Dylan cooked and cleaned for his "husbands". His breasts continued to grow and he wore the wrap-around skirt just like the other native women. He looked just like a woman except for his perpetually hard micro-cock attached to his abdomen by the gold rings. Dylan's solace was now he was only fucked by his "husbands" and, while their cocks were among the largest in the village, it was only four or five times each every day. He was also their toilets and the toilet of any man or woman who crossed his path and decided to use him. And, of course, he was served his daily helping of animal feces and estrogen herbs by the medicine woman. But Dylan had now grown accustomed to the rank, foul tastes of the tribe's shit and piss, and even to the stringy, awful, hot animal shit he was expected to eat.

Hannah also wore the wrap around skirt like the other women. She became the third wife of the Chief and her days were filled with cooking, gathering wood, being fucked, orally servicing the other wives and serving as the family toilet. She had two additional rings added to her cunt. Frequently she would be cooking, or cleaning around the hut and the Chief would just push her over onto her knees and butt-fuck her doggy style without any concern for her. She was resolved that she was simply property.

Both were also used to give tongue baths to their masters. It was arguable who had it worse. Dylan had to lick clean the two brothers, who got very sweaty and dirty during the course of the day. From dirty, sweaty feet, up to their shitty ass cracks, taking each of their sweaty balls in his mouth and tongue-washing each one (his tongue which used to bring so much pleasure to his wife was now learning all new skills), up to their rank armpits and waxy ears.

Hannah, however, not only had to tongue-clean the Chief, but also his two other wives. This gave her much more surface area to lick and get clean, especially the fatter wife. She had to lift and lick clean every fold, including the sweaty swath under each of her gigantic tits and the cavernous, sweaty, dirty ass crack that could swallow Hannah's entire head.

Additionally, while the two brothers would regularly piss down Dylan's throat in amounts that would do a horse proud, and they fed him every turd they produced, Hannah, too, was used as toilet for not only the Chief, but for his other two wives as well. 

The older one was very fat and would sit her whole weight on Hannah's head, suffocating her, only lifting to give her some air when she felt Hannah's struggling was starting to subdue, meaning she was about to pass out. Sometimes Hannah's only air for a minute or two were the voluminous, nasty farts the fat black woman shot into her mouth with great force. Hannah wondered how Dylan could stand them when she used to fart in his mouth! And she ate a TON, giving her huge, massive volumes of shit. A single feeding from her could distend Hannah's usually flat as a board belly and leave her feeling full for several hours.

The other wife, the younger one, was a tall and muscular, cruel woman who took sadistic pleasure in feeding Hannah her shit. She resented the fact that she had to share the Chief with this white bitch and let her know in no uncertain terms what she thought of her. She would make Hannah beg for it, then slap her around, force her to ground and bind her. Then she'd use leather straps and a special wooden device to hold Hannah's mouth open. She'd then sit over Hannah's mouth, twisting and yanking on Hannah's large nipple rings while she shat long, firm turds directly down Hannah's throat, not allowing her to chew them! She forced the firm crap straight into her gullet. After nearly a foot of hard-packed feces was lodged down her throat, she would dismount use her foot to shove the last few inches down the white bitch's throat. Other times, She would purposely eat foods that would give her terrible, raunchy diarrhea that would explode into Hannah's mouth with immense force. If Hannah couldn't chug it fast enough, if she spilled a single drop, the wife would spend the next hour with Hannah bent over one knee, her other foot stepping on Hannah's head, planting the white girl's face in a massive pile of zebra shit, forcing her to eat it while the black woman spanked her ass savagely. Hannah came every time.




Safari of Depravity Ch. 03



The white couple were not entirely exclusive to their respective owners, though. Every change of season, the tribe would hold a festival. During those week-long celebrations, both would be tied to the trees like they had been that first night and used by anyone and everyone who wished to do so. They would both be gang-raped and made to serve as toilets for all.

One seasonal festival was different - the Spring festival was special. It was a festival of fertility, important above all others. The gods were to be presented with a special display to ensure the fertility of the soil, the bounty of their crops and the virility of their breeding animals. To ensure the fertility of their soil, the two would be fed shit from every man, woman and animal in the tribe for three days straight. To make sure the crops would grow, they would be watered with piss from every man, woman and animal for another two days, drinking every drop. And to ensure the virility of their breeding beasts, the tribe would bind and tie them such that they were on their knees, face in the dirt and exposed asses sticking up in the air. For a full day and night, every man in the tribe would wear an animal mask and penis to match (dog, pig, African buffalo bull) and fuck the couple as frequently as they could. The "dog" men's penises would be fashioned so that they could knot in Hannah's cunt and Dylan's ass-pussy. As a special humiliation, the Chief's first wife, the large one, would wear the mask of the queen hyena and wear a huge, erect penis (as female hyenas have clits as large and sometimes larger than the male hyena's). Her cock weighed in at a good 22 full inches and she savagely fucked Dylan up the ass with it. The women would laugh uncontrollably as Dylan was made bitch to a the hyena woman with a clit nearly 10 times the size of his own pitiful member.

They would begin the festival at dawn and end it at midnight under a full moon by piling a huge load of herb-laced zebra shit in between them and bury their faces in it. Meanwhile the two largest men would don the masks and phalluses of zebra stallions and rape them up the ass as the tribe danced around them and played drums. The zebra men cum repeatedly and do not dismount until both Hannah and Dylan had finished eating the entire huge bowl of zebra shit. The tribe was very pleased with Hannah and Dylan's performances as their crops were always bountiful and their animals multiplied heartily each year.

***

Hannah and Dylan occasionally did see each other. They now spoke the language of their tribe. Hannah regarded Dylan as another woman in the tribe as Dylan did Hannah. They never really recognized each other as the happy couple that had been so foolhardy as to honeymoon in the Congo, and soon forgot that they ever had any other life before. They spent the rest of their days living in the heart of darkness, deep in the wilds of the dark continent.



THE END