Torture The Widow

Chapter 46 – Pre Trip Party IV

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"No fucking way," I screamed. Poor Nancy was crying hysterically at what was about to happen. Having sex with one of the great apes was out as far as I was concerned. My wide and varied sexual appetite was limited to Homo sapiens. I was not the kind of girl who was willing to fuck just any primate.

Some monkeys are cute. A girl friend in college had a pet monkey. He was darling to look at and mildly entertaining. But they make lousy untrainable pets. They can't be housebroken. She spent a lot of time cleaning up monkey shit. If a stranger entered her apartment, the horny little bastard would immediately hide in a corner and give himself a hand job. He was worse than a Mississippi leg hound when it comes to embarrassing his owner. His favorite trick was to wack off a batch of jism when a visitor arrived then offer it as a present. If the girl hadn't been there before, she'd stick out her hand thinking it was something else and be rewarded with a palm full of semen. It was kind of cute when you think about it.

Orangutans are definitely not cute. They are ugly as sin, smell like a sewer and spend their leisure time playing butt games.

"Quiet," ordered Robbie landing the cane lightly across my red-stripped stomach. "You'll scare the girls."

I lay there sobbing as Robbie led one of the orangutans over to me. I must have been a sight that even a great ape didn't find all that attractive.

"Check her out, Sadie,' said Robbie. Sadie reached a hairy paw down to my face and rubbed it over my mouth. Her paw covered with the residue of Robbie's shit and piss immediately went to her nose. Sadie must have liked what she smelled because she stuck her stained fingers in her mouth and sucked on them.

"That's right, Emmy Lou, sniff her nasty pussy," said Larry who was introducing Nancy to her lesbian partner.

"Ever do it with a dog, Rozz?" asked Robbie.

"No," I replied honestly. I didn't have a lot of limits but I did try to keep it within the species or at least the genus. Would I fuck a Neanderthal or a Cro-Magnon, maybe even an Australopithecine, probably. But just out of scientific curiosity and to advance man's knowledge, I probably wouldn't be hot to do him.

In the S&M world I frequented I'd played the role of a dog. In college I had a master who made me wear a collar, walked me on a leash and fed me from a doggie dish on the floor. It was fun for a while but got old quick. And he never suggested that I take a canine as a sex partner. At the NYC Hellfire Club I'd seen slaves suck and fuck dogs. That included a male slave whose mistress thought it was great fun to force him to fuck a German shepherd bitch after he ate her pussy. That was nasty and I had got myself off as I watched. I recall sitting on a nearby couch working a rather vicious two pronged dildo into my pussy and asshole as the submissive first gave the bitch head then proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of her.

I didn't know much about orangutans other than they were only found these days in Sumatra and Borneo. They were probably on somebody's endangered species list. I did know that the orangutan is a member of the primates and one of the Great Apes. From somewhere I recalled that the Great Apes were anatomically similar to man, genital-wise. This idea was reinforced when Sadie at Mustafa's urging climbed on top of me and lowered her human like snatch to my face. The pressure she put on my feces filled tummy was not welcome but I managed not to turn into a shit fountain.

A glance sideways showed that Emmy Lou had mounted Nancy. Poor Nancy was once again displaying her survivor credentials. Her face was buried in Emmy Lou's cunt and from the licking and slurping sounds, I could tell Nancy was engaged in her first case of rug munching with an ape. Not to be left behind, I pushed my face into Sadie's rank hairy valley, detected what I took to be a clit with my mouth and went to work with my tongue. Just pretend you picked her up in the lowest meanest lesbian bar in Patterson, NJ when you were drunk out of your mind. The bartender had called closing time and you were determined not to go home alone.

Sadie sort of moaned as I licked her hairy cunt. I took that to be a positive sign. It wasn't long before I felt some viscous liquid ooze down on my face. The bitch was definitely getting off.

I head Mustafa bark some commands in Pustun. Momentarily, Sadie's very capable mouthparts attacked my well-fucked cunt.

"I wonder which one cums first," said Robbie who along with Larry was manning two professional looking tripod-mounted digital video cameras. Good I told myself. I wouldn't want a wonderful moment of interspecies sex like this to be lost for posterity. My memory rolled back to my youth when I watched Nature on PBS and several other shows on Animal Planet. They occasionally slipped in a quick shot of sex between other species. My favorite was of a black manned African lion putting the stones to a lioness while the rest of the pride watched. It was a no holds barred screwing. Predators are better fucks than prey animals. They can take their time. No one is lurking nearby ready to kill them while they're getting their jollies off. Apes don't have too many natural enemies other than man. They're into leisurely fucking in trees.

"My money is on Rozz and Nancy. Emmy Lou and Sadie are just dumb animals but those two are whores through and through. There's nothing too foul and perverted for them," said Larry.

Sadie and I ate each other for a while before Larry's prediction came through. Sadie's large, hyperactive and flexible mouthparts made me wonder why every lesbian in American didn't have a female orangutan at home. That ape could eat pussy. Those big lips and tongue adapted for a fruit and leaf diet were ideal for working clit and labia. Sadie brought my Bartholin gland production to maximum in a matter of seconds. I was pumping out so much cunt oil that I was in danger of dehydrating. And Sadie was lapping up my pussy juice like it was jungle honey.

I squealed and gasped for breath as I reached my first inter-species orgasm. It was a rock-my-world climax that I felt in every cell of my body. I lost control of my bladder spraying piss in Sadie's face. Showing near human intelligence, she made a quick adjustment to swallow my stream of golden liquid. She swallowed my stream of strong yellow until my bladder was empty. Damn that primate was definitely into down and dirty female sex.

Nancy's orgasm wasn't much behind.

"Oh shit I'm cumming," yelled Nancy. Her body was shaking and twisting as Emma Lou brought her to the 'little death' as the French call it. Being a trooper and sensing that my partner was expecting me to get her off, I redoubled my efforts at eating her snatch.

Moments later after some intense and concentrated clit sucking, Sadie and Emmy Lou showed that their DNA was ninety-ninety percent human by having one of the loudest and shrill cums I'd ever heard. Female orangutans are not shy about announcing when they hit the big 'O'. Their screams made my ears hurt. Sadie displayed her talent for imitation by pissing in my face. Orangutan piss is not mother's milk. It tastes like paint remover.

"What an incredible slut you are, Rozz. My brother was crazy to marry you. You'll fuck anything that breathes," said Robbie as Mustafa removed Sadie and Emmy Lou from the cage.

"Let us go now, Robbie. You've raped, tortured, and humiliated Nancy and I beyond reason," I said.

"We're almost done. We've saved the best for last," said Robbie.

"That was the most disgusting thing I have ever done," said Nancy. "Her pussy tasted awful. Her pee was worse."

"Wait until you get a taste of their jism, Nancy. Here comes Mustafa with the boys," said Larry.

Mustafa followed by four large male orangutans came into my view.

"The boys ready for a little tail," asked Robbie?

I couldn't understand Mustafa's reply. Robbie may be a troglodyte when it comes to relations with the opposite sex but he is a gifted linguist and for that matter, a skilled battlefield commander. If your unit comes up against Robbie's in combat, you better get out the body bags. Afghanistan was the perfect war for him. It was lawless to the extreme and firepower was the only thing that commanded any respect.

Robbie briefed us with a little background information as the male orangutans investigated Nancy and my privates.

"Mustafa is in the employ of the local warlord, Sheik Abdul Hak-Hakim. The Sheik does significant business growing opium, processing it into heroin and smuggling it to Europe. My Special Ops unit in return for a large financial consideration eliminated several competing warlords and convinced the local poppy growers to sell exclusively to the Sheik. You'd be surprised at how effective smart bombs are in garnering cooperation. The Sheik bought these apes from a dealer in Indonesia and had Mustafa train them to have sex with humans. The Sheik uses them to convince his rivals and anyone else who crosses him to cooperate. You'd be surprised at how cooperative these Afghanis get when they're faced with the prospect of watching their wives and daughters be ape fucked," said Robbie.

"And when we heard that you were coming for a party, we asked the Sheik if we could borrow them for a little fuck session. Being a pal, he agreed under one condition," said Larry.

"What was his condition?" I asked.

"We video the entire thing and give the Sheik a copy. We plan to make a copy for the General and Mary Ellen. When I told her I was going to film you having sex with the orangutans she fell on the floor laughing. She's planning to have some friends over, order pizza and watch you and Nancy cohabiting with the lower primates," said Robbie.

"Now that Sadie and Emma Lou have made sure you smell and taste like female orangutans, Eddie, Tom, Bart, and George will be eager to participate," said Larry.

"Why don't you fuck them? You're dressed like a couple of whores," said Nancy.

"Believe it or not they do queer things with each other. They give each other hand jobs and blow jobs but I've never seen them screw each other in the ass," said Robbie.

Robbie then proceeded to ask Mustafa whether the male orangutans played pitcher and catcher with one another.

"Mustafa said they don't butt fuck one another," said Robbie looking disappointed. That made me wonder if Mustafa had replied in the affirmative Robbie would have hiked up his skirt for a little ape sodomy. Like I've said before, the long war on terror had taken its toll on the mental state of our soldiers. If you'd been dragging your ass around Afghanistan for a year, fighting practically ever day, the idea of having an ape stick his dick up your ass wouldn't sound so bad. You'd think it much better than going in a dark cave filled with booby traps and/or terrorists.

"It's late. Let's get started," said Larry suppressing a yawn. Robbie and he took up positions behind the tripods.

"You do the close-ups," said Robbie pushing the Record trigger on his camera as he yelled something at Mustafa.

I'd drawn Eddie and Tom for my partners. Bart and George got Nancy. Bart and George were currently investigating Nancy's cunt with their fingers. Mustafa was standing behind his two charges urging them on. They moved slowly taking their time. Nancy's earlier record breaking experience with the five Marines had left her pussy in the same state as if she had just given birth to a nine pound baby. Bart and George seemed surprised that they could get easily get their hands inside her pussy. Nancy ever the soldier in the finest army in human history was whispering, "Work that pussy, hand fuck me," over and over again.

Mustafa busy with Nancy's ape rape had left Eddie and Tom unsupervised for the moment. They amused themselves by gently sucking my tits. That respite gave me a moment to reflect on my limited knowledge of sex with the great apes.

The General's collection of porn, supposedly only exceeded by that of the Vatican, includes some grainy black and white films that the Belgians made in the Congo of native women having sex with mountain gorillas. I was mindful that Eddie and Tom were about half the size of a gorilla and nowhere near as fierce. In the film, two terrified native women are thrown naked into a cage with a large mountain gorilla. For a while, he ignored the cowering women. Then he grabbed one of the females and proceeded to fuck her like she was a rag doll. It went on a while. It was a straight camera shot, no close-ups so it was hard to see exactly what was happening. Like most mammals, it was dog style.

Mountain gorillas weigh over four hundred pounds and their muscle fibers are far denser and more compacted than comparable human ones. A gorilla is very strong even for their weight. After the gorilla blew his load in the female, he dropped her to the floor. She wasn't moving. The ape rapist took a drink of water, ate some fresh leaves, and then grabbed the other female for round two. It was the same story. The girl screamed and kicked in terror as the gorilla pounded away. Once he dumped his seed, he dropped the girl's body to the ground.

The final scene illustrated the unbelievably savage nature of the King Leopold's colonization of the Congo. Two Belgians demonstrating their sportsmanship shot the gorilla in the cage. This was before anybody became concerned with things like endangered species. Other natives go into the cage, drag out the gorilla's body and that of the girls who while not exactly dead aren't fully alive either. The last scene is of two white hunters standing proudly with hunting rifles beside the dead gorilla that was propped up sitting beside the cage. The two women are sprawled in the gorilla's lap.

My recollection of that short film was interrupted when I heard Nancy moan loudly as George slipped his cock into her cunt and began to pump away. Mustafa had trained the apes well. Bart took up a position straddling Nancy's face. Nancy responded in her normal fashion opening her mouth to accept any offered cock. I could tell from the way her cheeks hollowed that Lieutenant Mavis was doing her best to show Bart a good time.

"That's great, Mustafa," yelled Larry from behind the camera.

"It's your turn, Rozz, enjoy," added Robbie.

And yes it was my turn. Mustafa came over to give Eddie and Tom their marching orders. Orangutans have short truncated bodies and legs but long powerful arms. Like man, they're equipped with four fingers and an opposable thumb. Eddie and Tom had both explored my cunt with fingers and thumbs. Adapted for swinging from trees, their toes are long and capable of grasping a tree limb or a titty in my case.

Eddie's stubby uncircumcised cock was presented to my lips. I opened my mouth, ran my tongue over the cock head and got busy. Tom got my pussy.

Until almost the end, it was a decent double penetration fucking. I was getting good clit contact from Tom and outside of the odor sucking Eddie's prick produced good wood. Their hairy arms surrounded my distended belly providing them something to hang on to while they hammered my orifices. All in all, I've had worse fucks.

Eddie and Tom were in no hurry. They got into a rhythm. After a while at Robbie's suggestion, they switched positions. I sensed that matters were starting to build. Nancy was moaning and groaning. Now, she was repeating, "fuck me ape boy, fuck your Nancy's pussy."

I climaxed proving once and for all that there was no act too perverted for Major Rosalind Donaldson not to reach an orgasm. Don't be judgmental. I can't help the way I'm genetically engineered. We don't get to choose our DNA.

My orgasm triggered Eddie and Tom's setting off a simultaneous flood of jism into mouth and pussy. As the boys unleashed their semen, they sounded howls that rocked the walls and caused me a temporary loss of hearing. I later read that the mating cries of a male orangutan can be heard for a mile in the jungle. It's nature's way of bragging to the other creatures of the forest that you have scored.

As the jism flowed and their cries of sexual success reverberated through the camp, they reflexively squeezed their powerful arms around my shit packed tummy. They squeezed so hard that what I had managed with difficulty to keep down all evening escaped in a torrent from my mouth and asshole. Shit and piss came out my orifices like a fire hose. For some unexplained reason, that excited Eddie and Bart to both squeeze and climax to the maximum. My head was buried under a pile of crap.

At Mustafa's command, Eddie and Tom dismounted. I wiped brown sludge from one eye to see that Nancy had suffered the same fate. A fresh cow pie covered her head.

I heard the sound of clapping. Moments later, Robbie dumped the first of several buckets of water over my head.

"Damn Rozz, that was spectacular. I thought we were just going to film a good ape fuck but the finale was incredible, one for the record books," said Robbie.