4 comments/ 56658 views/ 18 favorites Holiday Nightmare By: grecian13 "Christ I'm knackered, about time we had a holiday." Simon Walker stated with a sigh as he dumped himself down into his sofa. "I know exactly what you mean." Andrea agreed. "Well love I had a look at our finances this afternoon so get the computer out let's book a break." "Really! Oh babe you're the best." Andrea couldn't contain her delight as she fired up her laptop. They discussed various resorts and packages from Spain to the Caribbean. But none really seemed to fit the bill until Simon looked up from his computer. "Hey look at this one." "What have you found babe?" Andrea asked. "Well listen to this, either sail around the breath-taking coast of Africa or the enchanting Islands of the Pacific while taking in the exotic wildlife at a leisurely pace." He read on "A twenty one day cruise with fine dining and excursions plenty to see and do for all adventure seeking wildlife enthusiasts." Pausing. "Or enjoy the life on board the ship with your own private sun deck as part of your spacious private cabin and the crew will pamper to your every desire." "What are the excursions?" "It doesn't specify any further just a footnote about them being changeable due to natural seasons." "Simon the pictures look awesome, gosh look at the scenery." Andrea said with glee as she peered over his shoulder. "Those Pacific islands with that silver sand look idyllic." She added dreamily. "Alright fuck it, I am going to book it sod the expense we have worked hard for it." A month later Simon and Andrea left their small flat and headed to the airport to start their long overdue holiday. Arriving in the Pacific they found their guide waiting for them as they disembarked from the plane. "Ah Mr and Mrs Walker pleased to meet you I hope your flight was a pleasant one, my name is John and I am here to escort you to the ship to start your cruise." "Thank you John pleased to meet you." Simon and Andrea shook his hand as he led them away. "Once we get you settled in on board I will be around to go through the excursion options." The excited couple were quickly and professionally whisked away from the airport in a private limo and treated to champagne on the way. Peering out of the window as they came to the docks they saw the ship for the first time. It wasn't as big as they thought it would be, but it did still look rather impressive. John opened the car doors and took their cases from the boot of the car then led them up a gang plank. At the top of the gang plank stood an imposing black man in a crisp white uniform. He smiled as the trio reached him. "Welcome aboard." He beamed "John who are our guests?" "Ah Captain Ugo, may I present Mr and Mrs Walker." "Delighted to meet you I will let John get you settled in and I will catch up with you soon." John showed them to their cabin and bade them bon voyage and said he would see them when the excursions came up. Shattered from the travelling and champagne the pair were soon sound asleep and had no idea that during the night they had set sail and they were underway. Knock, knock on the door woke Simon up with a start "Who is it?" "Good morning sir, madam may I remind you that breakfast is now being served in the saloon" "Ok Thank you we will be along in a minute." "You go ahead love I'm feeling a little seasick." Andrea groaned and headed for the toilet. After breakfast in the deserted saloon Simon asked the waiter where the other guests were. "They have chosen to eat in their cabins Sir, you may do so as well if you wish just leave your orders in this tray and we will bring the meals to you." "Oh how many guests are on board?" "Only three couple's sir, it's really exclusive on board this ship." Adding. "Some of our guests never even meet each other!" Andrea soon got used to the boats motion and relaxed into the boats routine as the stress of work and modern living passed out of her system. On day three they were treated to a display from a pod of dolphins who danced and twisted around the ship. They passed so close that from their sundeck they could almost reach out and touch them. That evening they saw John for the first time since they came aboard. "Andrea, Simon how are you enjoying our little cruise so far?" "It's really relaxing have you got any excursions to tell us about?" "Yes the first one is up in the morning we have two large volcanic islands coming up and on one of them we have an adventure centre." "Adventure centre?" Simon asked. "Oh it's a new venture for our company to go along with our nature studies, we have started doing rock climbing, caving and nature trail hiking so our more active clients can get closer to a wider variety of wildlife." "I'm up for some of that." Simon said excitedly. Andrea kept quiet the last thing in the world she wanted to do was climb a cliff. Sensing that this wasn't her thing John mentioned that if she wanted to stay on board and cruise around to the other side of the island where the coral reef was situated then that was also an option. "Andrea do you mind if I go, it's a once in a lifetime opportunity." "No as long as you don't mind me staying on here topping up my suntan and being lazy." "Okay that is settled then, Simon be ready to depart for the island at nine o'clock." Feeling guilty for skipping the excursion Andrea went for a shower to freshen up. The cool water invigorating her as she soaped her slim body, feeling naughty she slipped her fingers through her neatly trimmed bush and dipped into her pussy. Stopping herself from getting too carried away she turned the water off and grabbed her towel. After drying herself quickly with the fluffy towel, she wrapped it around her slim body and headed off to find her husband. Simon lay reclining on the bed reading a book as his pretty wife seductively walked slowly towards him. Hearing her creeping nearer to him he dropped the book and looked up his cock twitched in excitement as he saw her. Andrea dropped the towel that covered her curves and leapt on to the bed. She kissed her husband forcefully and ran her hands through his hair as he responded to her advances. Breaking the kiss he rolled her over on to her side and hastily removed his shorts. Settling down he kissed her slender neck then ran a trail down to her heaving breasts. Already excited by her actions in the shower her nipples were rock hard within seconds of his twitching tongues touch. Andrea gasped in delight and thrust her body upwards in an attempt to get more of her sensitive breast into contact with the pleasure giving tongue. Andrea ran her hand down his body and grasped his rock hard cock gently squeezing and stroking it expertly with her fingers. Simon grunted "Oh that feels so good." Andrea reached up under her pillow and retrieved the foil packet she had placed there earlier. Gently using her teeth she managed to open the packet, then bent around and rolled the condom over her husband's prick. Simon groaned again as the condom slid home, Andrea lay back and spread her long legs wide. Simon didn't need telling twice and rolled into position, gently rubbing his prick up and down her juicy slit before sliding the six inches all the way into her tight wanton body. Settling into a steady rhythm the cabin was filled with the sound squeaking springs and panted breaths. Glad that she had given herself a head start, it wasn't long before Andrea's legs locked tight around her husband as her orgasm took hold. As she shook and squirmed around him he lost control and shot his seed into the condom with a loud grunt. They rolled apart to recover, Simon removed the sticky condom and deposited it into a bin beside the bed and lay on his back panting. Soon the combination of sea air the boats motion and the rapid screw took their toll and they both drifted into a contented sleep. Simon kissed his wife goodbye as he went off to get the boat to the excursion on taking his place he met for the first time some of the other guests. A couple he guessed to be aged about forty and a single chap in his twenties who explained that his wife wasn't into climbing and hiking either. As Andrea waved from the sun deck she heard a knock on the cabin door. "Ah Mrs Walker." John addressed her. "The Captain informs me that we have to detour around the second island as the current and the rocks in the channel is too dangerous." Pausing "What that means is we won't be able to meet up with the excursion for three days." "What three days!" she exclaimed. "I'm afraid so but don't worry we will look after you. If you need anything give the crew a call as normal, just enjoy the stunning scenery of the main island." Later that afternoon Andrea got the binoculars out and viewed the island they were passing. She saw the volcano rising high its slopes covered with trees and foliage which extended all the way to the ocean. Strangely beautiful and sinister at the same time, Andrea thought of the old film the land that time forgot and chuckled to herself. The following evening after an uneventful day cruising and the sun slowly starting to dip in the sky Captain Ugo noticed something on his radar. Two small contacts had flashed onto his screen they were moving quickly in his direction and he didn't like it one bit. "John!" He bellowed. The tour guide appeared wondering what all the fuss was about. "Ah there you are, do we have any guests still on board or did they all take the excursion?" "Two guests still on board Mrs Walker and Mrs Armstrong why?" john replied puzzled. "We have company and I don't want two pretty females on board when they get here." "What are you on about?" "Pirates John that's what I'm on about, look at the radar screen." He could see clearly the flashing contacts raising his head. "What are we going to do?" Captain Ugo sighed "The only thing we can do." He bellowed another order. "Jamal!" "Yes Captain." Replied the biggest man John had ever seen. "Pirates, you know the drill cabins one and four one occupant in each." With a salute he was gone. Jamal grabbed the black inflatable life raft the captain had specially ordered for such an event. Tying the rope to the ship he effortlessly tossed the raft into the water. He ran towards the bow of the ship and cabin one, without knocking he crashed through the door. "Missy don't be frightened." He said in his thick African accent as he grabbed the startled blonde American and carried her onto his shoulder. She thrashed around trying to hit him and escape his grasp, but he was way too big and strong. She screamed and shouted as he carried her along the boat. Without breaking stride he lifted her down and dropped her off the side of the ship. "Ahh, no what." She screamed as she fell hitting the bottom of the raft with a thump that knocked the wind from her. Jamal raced to cabin four. Andrea heard the screams and opened her door to find out what on earth was going on just as Jamal came round the corner. "Ah miss please, please you must come with me." "Why what's going on?" "No time missy quickly come with me." He grabbed her tightly and carried her off as easy as anything. He dropped her off the side in the same manner as he had done with the American woman. Andrea landed in a heap next to the still stunned blonde. Jamal tossed down two oars and cut the rope. "Ladies, pirates are coming paddle away towards the shore, the current will help you we will come back for you." Adding "Go quickly go." "You can't leave us I'm an American citizen." The blonde girl demanded pouting. "Shhh listen." Andrea said and as her companion stopped whining she clearly heard engines approaching. "Fuck he was telling the truth, quick row." Andrea screamed at the blonde girl. Shaken they both paddled furiously eventually spent they crashed to the floor of the raft. In the silence they heard the engines louder. Andrea looked back, she could see the ship silhouetted against the setting sun and was amazed how far they had managed to get away from it. "Have they seen us?" "I don't think so we are heading into the dark so we will be hard for them to spot I guess." Andrea replied. "Best keep low though." For what seemed an age they drifted on towards the unseen shore until the forward motion stopped with a shudder as they hit a beach. Still in a panic they leapt out and ran blindly onto the sand spotting in the increasing gloom a fallen tree they both dived behind it panting. The sounds of the pirates looting the ship could be heard but more worrying was the engine noise which was getting closer. Did they know they were there? Or just checking in case anyone had slipped their grasp. Not wishing to be seen they pressed themselves tighter against the tree. Rat, Tat, Tat, Tat, came a blast of machine gun fire, the rounds hissed and whistled through the trees startling the birds. Both girls suppressed screams and were relieved as the motor boat sped away obviously satisfied no one was there. About an hour later an explosion shook the air Andrea raised her head and gasped as she saw the ship on fire and sinking fast and the sick feeling in her stomach told her there was no quick way off this island. The two women clutched each other and cried themselves to a restless sleep. Feeling hungry and thirsty Andrea woke first squinting her tired eyes against the harsh sunlight she surveyed the surroundings. To her relief the life raft was still on the beach, she ran over to it to search it for any supplies. All she retrieved was two bottles of water and some army type ration biscuits nowhere near enough for two grown women to live off. The American woman stretched and yawned as she woke, Andrea tossed her a water bottle. "Go easy with the water that's all there is." Andrea warned "I'm Andrea what's your name?" "Caitlyn." The blonde girl replied "Any idea how we are going to get out of this?" "Not really without an engine the raft won't get us to the other island that current is far too strong." Andrea pondered "We will fry out here on this beach we need to get under cover and find some more water." "I think there is a track up there let's follow it for a bit see where it goes." Caitlyn pointed to a gap in the foliage. Setting off under the trees they found the track easy to follow Andrea hoped it was man made and not an animal track. They had walked for about a mile when Caitlyn stopped "Andrea I think I can here running water." As they strolled further on sure enough there in a clearing ahead ran a stream. "Great but we can't drink non purified water and we have nothing to boil any in even if we manage to light a fire." Andrea said desperately. As they pondered the latest problem they were unaware they were being watched. A native hunter watched silently as the strange coloured females bickered about the water. He sensed they were in trouble and if they drank from that stream it would surly get worse. He knew two new females would be very useful to his tribe and the chief would reward him if he brought them back to the village. Andrea tried to make Caitlyn see that drinking the water wasn't a good idea, but the American was having none of it. She bent down and filled her bottle. The hunter saw what she was going to do and decided he must take action he raised his bow and arrow and took careful aim. As Caitlyn raised the bottle he fired, the arrow sailed silently through the air and sent the bottle spinning out of her grasp. Both of them screamed in surprise and alarm then the hunter broke his cover and ran to them. He had his bow over his shoulder and with his hands he gestured to the water, then put his hands to his throat. Andrea got the meaning instantly. After trying to communicate with the hunter it was soon clear that he had absolutely no idea what they were saying, nor did the two women know what he had said either. He gestured for them to follow him feeling lost, vulnerable and afraid they meekly ambled on behind him. They walked on through the trees for about a mile until they could see some huts raised on stilts. The hunter led them on quietly to the first hut and rushed them inside. He muttered something and pressed his finger to his lips. Once the women were safely inside out of sight he went and fetched some water once he had given them that he went to find the chief. The Chief and the hunter had a long drawn out meeting, not wishing to call his hunter a liar about the outsiders, he demanded to see the strange exotic women his hunter had found for himself. Caitlyn saw the huge figure of the Chief first and let out a gasp as he entered the hut. Andrea spun around and tried to talk to him. Again this proved useless as he stared at the two white women hungrily he had never seen a white woman before and now he had two of them in his grasp. The Chief left the hut abruptly leaving the two women scared for their safety it was clear he was the chief and for all they knew they could be on the menu tomorrow. Dr Pascal Blanc sat at his makeshift desk cursing the day he got involved in humanitarian work he hated almost everything about his job here. The boredom, the silly tribal customs which he had to take part in and the tedious monotony of helping the tribe sort out a medical problem. He was the only westerner permitted on the island and the only one who could remotely translate their strange language into anything that could be understood. Pascal was the latest scientist despatched to the island after the tribe had managed to make contact with the outside world in 1980. The tribe had falling numbers and an incredibly high infant mortality rate as years of interbreeding had taken its toll, the chief was a wise man and knew outside help was the only way to preserve the tribe's existence. Years of research by the scientists had stabilised the situation and through the importing of volunteers from neighbouring islands created a new gene pool. The Chief had also been persuaded for the sake of the tribe to dispense of certain customs and mating rituals these were only allowed at the scientist say so. Advances in DNA testing allowed the scientists to accurately dictate who was safe to breed with who the sacred breeding ritual could now only be performed when unrelated females were introduced to the tribe. Pascal knew something was afoot when he heard gun fire and an explosion, events that had the natives understandably on edge and praying to their volcanic god. The Chief crashed through the curtained door of his shack and immediately started babbling about two exotic females that had been found by the hunter. Eventually with his Pidgeon native speak he ascertained that the chief wanted him to incorporate them into the tribe and their customs. The chief led him to the hunters hut on the outskirts of the village. As soon as he entered the hut Pascal got a frantic ear full from Caitlyn and Andrea. "Oh thank god you have to get us out of here." Caitlyn and Andrea pleaded. "One moment please ladies one at a time." As they hushed up he continued. "Right how did you end up here?" They told him about the pirates and the sinking of the boat they were on then how the hunter had found them and led them here. Pascal scratched his head what the hell was he going to do here he looked at the two women one British and one American. Both beautiful a tall slim Dark brown haired English girl and a shorter but well-proportioned American blonde this was trouble big trouble. "Okay this is not easy I will try to explain the situation you are in here." Holiday Nightmare "Firstly I cannot get you out of here quickly, it is I am afraid impossible." "What, why not call for a seaplane or something the American government won't leave a citizen stranded." Caitlyn demanded. "Look just listen before you start demanding things I cannot do." "You have unfortunately landed on an exclusion island a heritage site protected by international law to preserve the culture of the people that live here from outside influences." The two women just stared at the Frenchman not really understanding what he was telling them. "The tribe here live in seclusion outsiders are only permitted to stay by the chief's permission which is rarely given and always comes with conditions." "Conditions?" Andrea asked nervously. "Well to stay you must join the tribe, respect and take part in all their customs." Pausing he added. "Ladies I urge you to accept the chief's terms so they will not harm you." "What if we don't want to join their tribe, we just want to get home to our husbands." Caitlyn stammered. "Look I cannot get you out of here for another fifteen months when my job here ends." "But I can get word out that you are safe if you accept the chief's terms." "And if we refuse?" Andrea piped up. "Well let's just say, bear in mind this tribe have cannibalistic tendencies." Andrea and Caitlyn stared at each other open mouthed not believing what was happening to them. "But what are you doing here?" "I am on U.N.I.C.E.F business concerned with the welfare of this unique tribe and habitat." He replied truthfully. "We don't have any choice do we." Caitlyn admitted in defeat. The Frenchman just shook his head. "I will tell the chief you agree, they won't harm you just do what you have to do and sit it out until I can get us out of here." He left the hut and heard the women sobbing. The chief was waiting for him a broad smile greeted the scientist as he informed him that the women would comply with his terms. The chief shouted some orders and went on his way. A native woman appeared through the huts door way she was topless and her large heavy breasts hung from her frame her grass skirt revealing powerful thighs as she stepped into the hut she handed two steaming bowls of food to the strangely dressed white women. The food was like a thin soup with some strange meat in it they ate it quickly realising that it was the first food they had eaten since they got into their predicament. Andrea fought the urge to spit out the tough meat and managed to keep it down. "God what is going to happen to us now, that French bloke can't be serious with us being stuck here all that time can he?" Caitlyn whined. "I don't know, he seemed quite serious to me we will have to wait and see, try not to worry." Andrea tried to comfort her companion but shared her unease and concern. Later on some more native women appeared and gestured for them to follow. They were led on a sightseeing tour of the village finally stopping at a secluded watering hole. The native women dropped their grass skirts and walked into the water their coffee coloured skin shining in the sunlight. Everyone seemed friendly and they were waving to the two strangers to join them in the pool. Caitlyn looked at Andrea shrugged her shoulders and peeled off her light clothing. Andrea did the same blushing at their nudity in front of the natives they tentatively entered the water. The cool water was refreshing and both women soon felt clean and refreshed none of the native women paid an attention to the strangers until they started to leave the pool and again gestured for them to get dressed and leave for their huts. The long days soon got into a routine for Andrea and Caitlyn they had some food went to the pool walked about the village. One women even started to teach them how to make the grass skirts all the natives wore, the light clothing they had with them would need replacing with something. It was a week into their stay and as they were heading to the pool that they noticed the natives were rather excited. They were jabbering excitedly and talking even more quickly than usual causing them to feel uneasy. Back at their hut Pascal appeared the first time they had seen him after their first meeting. "Ladies there you are I have some news for you." "I have managed to get word to my HQ that you are here and are safe they are getting in touch with your next of kin." "That's great when, can we get out of here." Caitlyn replied excitedly. "When I leave in fifteen months that I am afraid cannot change." "Also the chief wants you to attend the first of a series of festivals and customs, the whole village will be there including the hunters and myself." "What is the festival all about?" Andrea asked. "To celebrate the coming spring and to appease their god." He replied adding "I am not sure myself how it all pans out I haven't managed to translate all their language into French let alone English but there is dancing, food, drink and it lasts for three days." As he turned to leave "Ladies whatever you do go with the flow until this celebration period is over." His warning did little to ease their worries. Later in the day one of the native women entered their hut and excitedly rushed them out of the opening. The beating of drums began rapping out a steady rhythm which added to their unease. She led them out of the village on the opposite side to where they went to bath and wash their clothes. Through the trees they were led until at the foot of the volcano they came to a clearing, the drumming was really loud now and they could see the whole tribe assembled on mass. Two young native girls placed garlands around their necks and their guide stopped them by the edge of the clearing. Looking around Andrea realised that this was the first time they had seen any of the native men apart from the brief meeting with the chief and the initial contact with the hunter. In the centre of the clearing was a large stone concaved in the middle the chief stood by it the drums were beating really quickly now and all the natives started chanting something that sounded something like unglod in time with the drums beat. Pascal appeared behind them "Girls don't worry you are about to witness a rare ceremony, the first part of the festival it's sort of like tribal get together." Adding "just watch." As the drumming and chanting got faster the chief suddenly raised a spear high above his head a deathly hush descended as everything went quiet. The chief's voice boomed out over the clearing like he was calling some names out. All the natives sat down in a circle Andrea and Caitlyn quickly sat down with them. Some bowls of drink quickly appeared and everyone started drinking. Andrea nervously tried the drink it tasted like a strong coconut type punch and turned to look at Caitlyn. She in turn tried it and coughed at its strength but drank it anyway. The whole evening was passed like that all sat in a circle chanting and drinking until the two white women passed out due to the effects of the strange brew. The chief noticed that the potion had done its job and rendered them unconscious and shouted another order. Two natives picked them up and carried them back to their hut leaving them there so the native women could get to work for the next part of the ceremony. They slept for most of the next day. "God what was in that drink?" Andrea grumbled. "No idea but my head throbs like hell." Caitlyn replied groggily as she turned to Andrea and blinked her eyes trying to focus. "What on earth!" "Caitlyn what's wrong?" Andrea asked almost afraid of what the answer might be. Your, you have been painted." Caitlyn stammered. "What." Andrea looked down her body then spun to look at Caitlyn and she saw that she had been painted too strange white and black lines on her face. "What the hell is that all about? I wonder." Caitlyn just shrugged. "I don't know but I'm sure we will soon find out." The drums started up again each beat shook in their hung over heads as two native women entered painted the same way and dragged them back to the clearing. The stone in the middle of the clearing had flowers all around it and torches lit it up like a church alter. The drumming stopped as the chief accompanied by a woman strode to the flower adorned stone. They both chanted gibberish and as they did so bowls of drink again appeared Andrea looked at Caitlyn as the bowls were handed to them. A different concoction was on offer, red in colour it tasted slightly bitter. Once finished the chief and the woman in the centre called out what sounded like two names. From opposite sides of the circle a young native woman and a hunter approached the flower strewn stone. Through Pascal's research he had identified these two to the chief as safe mates and they were going to start the breeding ceremony. The chief and the woman he was with stepped away leaving the young couple centre stage. A different chant started as the natives high on their intoxicating potions fuelled the atmosphere. Andrea gasped as the young native dropped her grass skirt and bent over the stone as the hunter dropped his loin cloth. His long thick shaft sprung into view and even separated by the distance Andrea couldn't help but notice how large it looked. "My god they are going to do it right here in front of everyone!" Caitlyn exclaimed breaking Andrea's staring. The hunter waved his cock around as if showing it off then stepped behind the girl. Lining himself up with her opening he rammed the shaft straight in and held himself deep in her as the crowd started chanting and the drums began banging again. In time with the drum the hunter stroked himself in and out of the helpless girl, grinding his huge cock in and out of her pussy. The crowd were baying and urging him on as the drum beats picked up the pace. The hunter really worked up a pace now and was jackhammering into the poor girl lying helpless under the onslaught. Andrea and Caitlyn watched open mouthed at the display hardly believing what they were witnessing, and if they were to admit it they were getting a little hot from the wanton display. The hunters thrusting began to lose control and his thrusts became jagged. The drums and chanting stopped and in the silence they all heard the guttural groan as his seed shot deep into the girl. The Hunter gasping for air pulled out and stepped away from his mate and bowed his head to the chief. As the girl still lay there on the stone the chief's wife brought a bowl and collected the mixed juices dripping from the girls battered pussy. Once satisfied she helped the shattered girl up and with a wave of her hand the chief shouted something and the whole village turned for home a strange end to a strange ceremony. Andrea had a restless sleep tossing and turning while the lewd images played in her mind. Hearing the rustling coming from the other makeshift bed she knew Caitlyn was having the same problem. Unknown to the two women the drinks they had been given during the last two days were special the first was designed to aid fertility and the second was an aphrodisiac that would keep them simmering for hours. But the one that was being prepared for them would put them centre stage in the big festival finale. Pascal popped into see them in the morning and instantly saw that the potions were effective, both women had glassy eyes and were very twitchy. He talked to them for a while but neither showed any interest in what he was saying so he left them and went to tell the chief that they were ready for the finale to begin. Soon, as dusk was approaching and excited gaggle of native women appeared and led the way for them to follow back to the clearing. Arranged around the stone various poles had been set up with rope like vines attached. Andrea and Caitlyn were sat on the edge of the clearing as the drums started signalling the start of the festivities. Two of the natives began a dance waving flaming torches around and as they watched the spectacle two bowls were handed to them. Caitlyn looked at Andrea then back at her bowl she didn't like the look of this drink at all, it was milky white in colour and had a strange odour. Andrea's feelings were mutual and she shot a worried glance at her companion, but not wanting to upset the tribe she decided to risk drinking the brew. A slightly salty flavour accompanied the strange brew and as she tipped the bowl up to drain the contents Andrea was aware that the native dancers were egging her on to finish it. As she set the empty bowl down the two dancers bowed and summersaulted away. The chief stood beside the stone his month of abstinence nearly over, he mulled over in his mind which of the exotic females he wanted to take first. He glanced over at the two of them, the smaller golden haired girl intrigued him but the taller more athletic looking dark haired girl had his attention and his prick started to throb with the anticipation of sinking his long hard cock deep into her. With the potion administered he knew the final spectacle of the mating ceremony would soon be at hand. Drumming started the steady beat echoing around the clearing as the natives started swaying in time with the beat. Andrea turned her head to look at Caitlyn and instantly felt dizzy her eyes were starting to go a little blurry. Shaking her head she tried to clear her vision 'Christ what was in that foul drink' she thought to herself. Caitlyn sat there apparently unaffected. "Andrea are you alright?" Caitlyn asked as she herself started feeling weird. "I'm not sure feel a little giddy, drunk." She slurred. "That last drink was awfully strong." The chief looked at his prey he licked his lips he could see the potion was starting to do its job. He gave a signal and at once, all the native women jumped up and started a swaying dance. Andrea tried to focus on the swaying dancers but her double seeing eyes were having none of it. On the chief's signal one of the Native women, whom she recognised as one of the chiefs wives pulled Andrea to her feet. On her feet Andrea swayed drunkenly someone behind her undid her top her breasts sprang free the white bikini lines making them stand out more contrasting with her tanned skin. The women around her gently pushed her to and throw in time with the incessant beat and with her adrenaline racing she found herself dancing with them. As the writhing dancers manipulated Andrea towards the stone centre piece the chief studied his chosen one. Her body shape was totally different to all the native women, lean taller and much slimmer. Her white skin made her even more desirable her pert breasts also totally different to any he had seen before and his cock throbbed along with his thoughts. Andrea's head was spinning and her eyes were not focusing properly but still she swayed and danced with the women. The woman that had pulled her to her feet suddenly grasped Andrea's wrist and tied something around it. As Andrea's fuddled senses tried to process what had happened the same had happened to her other wrist. Gently the dancing women pushed her back, Andrea felt something cold and hard touch the back of her legs. As she turned her head to see what it was two more ties wrapped around her legs just above her knees. As her fuddled brain tried to compute what the hell was happening she was propelled backwards. Falling on her back onto the concaved stone. Andrea struggled to get herself up but her uncoordinated attempts to prise her body up failed drastically as the ties on her wrists suddenly tightened and pulled her arms straight up over her head. Fearing for her life in her drunken state she failed to realise exactly why she was angled on the stone the way she was. Her hips higher than her head, and her legs dangling off the edge of the stone at the perfect height to give unobstructed access to her pussy. It did nothing to relive her fears of being killed like a sacrificial offering when a native woman loomed over her brandishing a crude knife. The woman yelled something and Andrea heard the crowd chant back the knife swished through the air. Snap her grass skirt fell away leaving her clad only in her bikini bottoms. Another swish of the knife and even that wafer thin protection of her modesty was gone. As her senses struggled to comprehend what was happening the ties on her legs pulled her legs apart, panic set in and she desperately fought to keep them closed, it would have been a difficult task coherent drunk no hope what so ever. Her strength failed her and her legs were pried wide apart, her pussy open for all to see. Caitlyn stared open mouthed at the scene unfolding before her eyes Pascal came and sat beside her. "Just watch, there is nothing we can do to help Andrea." Pausing "The ceremony is remarkable and that stone is specially carved for the purpose." Adding "The curve allows all the seed to flow into the woman not a drop will be wasted it all flows into her body like a waterfall." Caitlyn dumbly nodded her head as she finally understood the purpose of the whole event. Six specially selected men lined up either side of the stone the chief stood behind Andrea for the first time she realised how big and powerful he was. Pascal continued giving Caitlyn a run-down of what was happening. "The men either side are the fittest and most virile of the tribe." "Oh my god you mean they are all going to have a go at her" Caitlyn replied incredulously. "I am afraid so, after the chief of course." "Christ that's awful poor Andrea." As she said it she feared for herself it was only a matter of time before she underwent the same fate. A hush descended as the chiefs wife appeared clutching a bowl, Caitlyn recognised it as the bowl that she had collected the mixed juices in during last night ceremony. She moved slowly and deliberately around the stone stopping between Andrea's splayed legs. In an equally measured walk the chief joined her he gazed hungrily at the Promised Land spread tantalisingly in front of him. The chief turned to his audience, as the tribe quietened down he gave an order his wife who immediately went sank to her knees in front of the vulnerable white woman splayed helplessly in front of her. "She is going to prepare her for the mating ceremony." Pascal whispered to Caitlyn Caitlyn said nothing but gazed on in a mixture of intrigue and horror at the scene, she was also aware that she was getting hot and horny herself. Andrea screamed as she felt hot breath on her exposed pussy, gazing down her body she could just see the top of the woman's head. Andrea gasped as a tongue started licking at her slit. The chief's wife was very skilled and soon locked her lips on Andrea's clit. The attention sent unwelcome tremors through her body and sub-consciously her hips jerked. Caitlyn couldn't help herself and slowly ran her hand down and started to rub her pussy as Andrea's torment continued. The expert oral stimulation was driving Andrea crazy her pussy was betraying her mind and juice was starting to flow freely. A finger was dragged gently across her delicate opening juice glistened on the coffee coloured digit smiling as she saw it, the chief's wife got up and raised her wet finger for the Chiefs benefit. The Chief dropped his loin cloth to the floor exposing his erect penis to the tribe. From her viewpoint Caitlyn gasped at the size of it and rubbed her clit a little bit faster. Pascal leant in close "They will apply the lubricating mixture in a bit then it will be the main event." Holiday Nightmare "Mixture what?" Caitlyn gasped not really listening to the Frenchman as she was getting hotter and hornier. Sensing he might have some action with the blonde American he kept up the narrative. "They believe for the ceremony to be a success the juices from a successful union must be applied watch." He leaned in close and pulled her towards him. Caitlyn settled back against Pascal but continued staring ahead and playing with herself. The chief's wife coated her fingers with the contents of the bowl and resumed her position between Andrea's wide spread thighs. She felt the substance aiding her attacker as one then two fingers were pushed into her tight hole. Working up a pace with her fingers she soon had Andrea gasping and thrashing her hips leaving her hanging with the need for release. Grasping the chief's large cock she attached a ring at the base as the cock throbbed it swelled even bigger, smiling she stepped away her first task complete. "God look at the size of that thing!" Caitlyn gasped. "The first part of the main event is about to begin." Pascal whispered as he lowered his hand and gently placed it on her thigh. Still Caitlyn didn't move and Pascal took it as a green light to continue his own quest for a fuck. The chief moved in to his prey. Andrea felt the rubbery head of his cock slide over her juicy slit and her body betrayed her, aroused by the woman's masturbation her body sought the union. Deviously he carried on teasing finally he found the spot and pushed his hips forward. The large mushroom shaped dome pierced the tender flesh which clamped him like a glove. Never had he felt a woman this tight around his cock, he carried on slowly flexing his hips inching his large cock slowly into her. Even in her drugged state the pressure in her pussy was too much and she screamed as her tight channel slowly adapted to the large organ. "No please it's too big no!" she wailed. Having no idea what she screamed the chief carried on with gentle strokes. A quarter of the way in he rested then shoved forward hard. An ear splitting scream pierced the night as he mercilessly shoved it in hard, finally his large over inflated balls rested against her skin. Andrea screamed again as the mushroom head hit hard against her cervix and she passed out. The chief held firm until she came around as she stirred he pulled his cock almost out of her channel then rammed it back in again. Another scream was drowned out by the drum beating slowly as the chief started to thrust his cock in and out of the tight hole in time with the drummer. The pain in her pussy was easing and slowly turning into pleasure as the chief carried on the slow rhythmic controlled fuck. He loved her tightness clamped around his prick and was grateful for the ring that was stopping him from blowing his load too early. As he stroked fully in and out of her he was hitting her cervix every time. Andrea couldn't help it and she reluctantly started to thrust her hips back up to meet the invader. As she responded the drum picked up the pace as did the chief her juices running freely now aiding the journey of his prick deep into her body. Andrea couldn't hold back anymore, the effects of the aphrodisiac and the constant drilling prick sent her off into an orgasm. The chief smiled and removed his cock from her clutching velvet vice of a pussy. Andrea lay back gasping for air and thanking her lucky stars that he hadn't shot his cum into her. Out of her sight the chief removed the ring around his cock then prepared to re-enter her still churning love pit. Mesmerized by the sight and befuddled by everything that was happening around her Caitlyn meekly parted her legs and allowed Pascal his chance to slip his cock into her. As it slid home he carried on his commentary. "Once the chosen one has had an orgasm they believe the time is right for the seeding, that ring stopped him Cumming the main event will come now." He explained between his own gentle thrusts. Andrea lay panting thinking her ordeal was over, then all of a sudden the spongy mushroom head probed her slick slit. Lubricated and open, he slid into the hilt much easier this time and his fully laden balls soon rested against her bottom. The chief relished the feel of her pussy tight around his cock, so different from the native women and he began stroking it in and out of the tight channel. Andrea's helpless body could do nothing apart from respond as nature intended and her hips rose to meet the thrusts. More worrying was the fact that as she was getting worked up her pussy started to clutch at the mighty organ trying to milk the potent seed from his balls. The tingling started he could sense he was close, redoubling his efforts with the last reserves of his energy he slammed cruelly in and out of Andrea. The fast paced fucking sent Andrea over the edge again her mewing and thrashing finally made him lose his load. With one last brutal thrust his cock jammed as far into her as it would go he came. Andrea could feel the cock expand all the way down it massive length. "OOOH NOOO." She wailed. Then she felt the first molten blast erupt out of the cock buried deep in her fertile body. The hot cum felt like scalding water to her battered cervix and there was no respite as a second, third and even a fourth volley blasted deep into her. Spent the chief withdrew and bent his head toward the volcano then stepped aside. The first of the waiting hunters stepped up and pushed his large cock into Andrea's stretched and sore pussy. "Ahh no more please." She begged as her hole gripped the invading cock. After a couple of hard thrusts the over excited hunter groaned as he added to the pool of cum puddled deep in her body. Andrea felt the cum shoot into her and wailed again. The hunters all took their turn to fill the pretty white woman with their potent juices the events turning into a bad dream for the helpless woman. Pascal kept gently thrusting in and out of Caitlyn sending her over the edge, the rhythmic gentle thrusting combined with his remarkable control he guided her to her third orgasm before he too could hold out no longer and shot his seed into her waiting pussy. The last hunter took his place between Andrea's splayed legs. As Caitlyn recovered her senses she looked up as the hunter made his way to mount Andrea. "Oh my god he's huge!" She exclaimed open mouthed. "That he is, he is also the most potent he has more children than any other tribe member." Pascal replied. Andrea sobbed "No enough please." As she felt another cock head rub against her open pussy lips. The hunter thrust his huge cock forward the head sinking into the soft channel and even as opened up as she was her pussy gripped him hard. Her eyes flew open and she screamed again as the massive cock speared into her battered body. The hunter groaned as the warm channel gripped tightly to his shaft. He had never felt anything so tight eventually he managed to get it all the way in his huge balls resting on her arse. As he pulled out creamy spunk seeped from her pussy lubricating the mammoth prick as it started its merciless crusade in and out of her body. Picking up the pace he jacked the huge cock in and fully out over and over again. The violent fucking had an effect on Andrea as well, how she didn't know but an orgasm was building. The sawing cock was scraping her clit with every stoke, as the relentless pace continued. Panting heavily she involuntary started thrusting back up to meet the onslaught. "Oooh god, Ooh, Argh," She wailed as the orgasm washed over her and her body started tensing and shaking. That was it as her pussy churned around his cock the hunter lost all control lunged in deep and exploded. Andrea felt another huge load of potent cum blast into her. In what seemed never ending jets adding to the huge load already deposited deep in her body. The twitching cock fired its last volley and slowly softened as the panting hunter pulled it from her battered body with an audible plop. It was too much for Andrea totally fucked to a standstill she passed out. Caitlyn recovered her senses and quickly resolved to get them off this island hell hole any way she could. She decided to play along with the Frenchman, more appealing than the savage natives and he had said he had a radio, all she needed to do was get hold of it. Blinded by lust for the pretty American he readily agreed to Caitlyn's suggestion to go back to his hut to carry on their tryst. As they quickly rose from their spot Caitlyn grabbed Pascal's hand and meekly allowed him to lead the way. Kissing deeply they rolled through the huts entrance and dropped onto the bed. As they writhed around Caitlyn decided that she had to drain his energy completely, after all men fall asleep after sex she reasoned and she wanted him to be fast out. Pascal couldn't believe his luck she was begging for it and he wasn't going to disappoint. He rolled her onto her back and as he rolled with her, she parted her legs and more or less dragged him into position. He entered her fully with one long stroke drawing the breath from her. Mentally keeping to her plan she immediately thrust back at him and every stoke he made was met with a counter one. Bucking into one another at such a frantic pace she knew he couldn't last for long. "Come on harder I need you to fuck me hard, ooh just like that ooh." She screamed through gritted teeth. As the dam broke and Caitlyn erupted into the biggest climax she had ever had Pascal groaned and shot another load into her waiting hole. The vigorous activity, alcohol and the now late hour combined and as she hoped the Frenchman succumbed to sleep. Pulling herself together, silently she crept off the bed and looked for the elusive radio. In the small hut it didn't take her long to find it all she had to do now wait for her chance to use it and hopefully get someone to rescue them. Pascal was surprised to find that the pretty blonde was still there with him in the morning. Then even more amazed when she told him she would be back later after she checked that Andrea was ok after her ordeal. Never for a moment did he suspect she had an ulterior motive. Andrea for her part had been carried back to her hut and given a crude sedative that kept her out of it. Caitlyn crept in to the hut very relieved to see her friend sleeping soundly and guessed that sleep was probably a good thing for her right now. Heading back to Pascal's hut she saw him heading towards the chief's hut and rightly guessed he had been summoned, now was her chance. Using the last bit of energy and adrenalin she had, she bolted for his hut and radio. Nervously she switched it on and pressed the mic. "S.O.S help needed anybody copy me?" it was the first thing that came into her head. Nothing she pressed and said it again. The radio crackled into life. "Hello who is this, please clarify who and where you are." Panic she had no idea where or what the hell hole was called. "Erm we are stuck on an island with a Frenchman called Pascal there are two of us please you have to get us out of here!" "Pascal? Ok I know where you are. Don't worry I will send a boat for you midday tomorrow get yourselves to the small cove next to the bathing pool." "Thank god, and thank you." Caitlyn wept for a bit in relief. Pulling herself together she ran back to Andrea. Andrea woke several hours later her head throbbed and she felt like she had been hit by a bus. Every part of her ached her arms felt like lead, her legs were suffering from cramp and her pussy burned blinking she tried to focus her eyes. "Here have some water." Caitlyn gently pushed a bowl against her lips and tipped it, the cool water felt good to her parched throat. "Argh." Andrea winced in pain as she sat up "What the hell happened to me? I can't remember anything." Caitlyn didn't know what to say in the States they had councillors for that kind of thing so she elected to tell her they were getting out of there instead. Pascal came back from meeting the chief and got a terse message on the radio telling him in no uncertain terms that he was to ensure the two uninvited guests were to be evacuated tomorrow safely and that he had some explaining to do. Maybe he thought to himself but I am the only scientist to witness the ancient tribal mating ceremony and more than likely the last one as well. After their ordeal Caitlyn and Andrea became inseparable as they tried to piece together what had befallen them on that odd island their growing bellies testament to the virility of the islanders and the French scientist. Both husbands could not get to grips as to why they took so long to make contact with the outside world. And there was no way they believed the fanciful tales of drugs and mating ceremonies besides they had given them both up for dead and now had new partners. The compensation package arranged would keep the girls well off, so even when their respective husbands wanted nothing to do with them anymore and their old lives were gone forever they resolved to making the best of what they had and move on.