JUNGLE
PART ONE
Sue and Jenny were lifelong friends; they grew up together and for a brief
period used each other's bodies to experiment with. It was the usual
pre-pubescent playing that most young girls experience as part of the growing up
process, nothing more than comparing breasts, stripping and touching each others
cunts rubbing their naked bodies together and describing to each other that
lovely tingling feeling that they each experienced. The play continued for a
while, but during one session of hostage, where Jenny was tied to a chair whilst
Sue was acting as interrogator, subjecting her captive to play punishment, Jenny
was surprised by Sue's glazed look and reddening cheeks and decided that things
had gone far enough. Nothing Sue could do would weaken their friendship though
and the feeling of complete trust was mutual.
The two friends remained in contact throughout their schooling, and after,
through their college life, each having experienced sexual relationships with
various eligible young men and eagerly comparing notes, although at the joint
ages of 22 years, neither had formed a lasting relationship.
It was partly due to this, but also because each had decided to take a year out
before seeking their respective careers, that they decided to have an extended
travel holiday to South America in order to experience remote jungle areas and
study life there.
After spending two months together travelling down the Amazon and stopping off
at remote villages they were getting to be experts in jungle life and self
sufficiency; so much so that their wanderings took them into territory that, if
they had known, they would never have ventured.
Neither of them was politically aware so they had not appreciated that the area
they had entered was in the throes of a civil war between the Republicans and a
renegade group called 'El Group' who were intent upon seizing power for
themselves, and were not averse to using terrorist activities for their own
ends.
Everybody was treated with suspicion and there were stories of people being held
by members of 'El Group' against their will and being subjected to unimaginable
horrors.
It was not long before some scruffy soldiers wearing a uniform consisting of
khaki battledress shirts, wide leather belt, camouflage trousers and jungle
boots, apprehended Sue and Jenny.
Even though the girls tried to prove to the soldiers that they were innocent
travellers, the soldiers were having none of it and they were forced into a
waiting truck to be driven to the headquarters for further interrogation.
The girls began to be frightened when they spotted the soldier's badges bearing
the words 'El Group' as they had heard of this organisation and the terror it
was reputed to exact.
Shortly the truck arrived at the group's headquarters, deep inside the jungle
territory.
The single story buildings were within a heavily guarded compound and looked
sinister in appearance since each small window sported sets of heavy metal bars
from which escape was impossible.
Sue and Jenny were forcibly removed from the truck and marched into the nearest
building, where two tough looking female guards met them.
Sue was led away by one of the guards whilst the other pushed Jenny into a small
interrogation room.
Jenny was terrified but tried to remain calm as she was motioned to sit at one
of the chairs in front of the only table. The guard sat down on the chair at the
other side of the table and began to question Jenny.
The questions were quite reasonable at first, and the guard appeared to be
friendly, but it soon became apparent that the guard was convinced that Jenny
was an undercover agent working for the Republican camp. Nothing Jenny could say
would convince the guard otherwise. From then on the guard became more and more
hostile to Jenny and ordered her to strip for a search.
When Jenny showed that she was reluctant to oblige the guard called for another
female guard to assist.
Jenny had no option but to remove her clothing and submit to the whiles of the
guards who were giving Jenny strange looks and excitedly exchanging glances and
speaking to each other in a strange dialect which Jenny did not understand.
Before Jenny could complete the removal of her shirt, one guard roughly grasped
her bra and jerked it down to expose Jenny's small but firm breasts. Jenny did
not like the way that the guard touched her, fondling her breasts in a
suggestive and sexual way, to the obvious delight of the other guard. The other
guard could not contain herself any longer and bent down to suck hard on Jenny's
left nipple. She teased the nipple with her tongue and was rewarded almost
instantly by the nipple becoming hard and erect. Jenny despite herself was
becoming aroused by the constant attention to her breasts but was reminded of
that time, long ago, when she played those games with Sue, noticing the same
glazed looks in the eyes of her guards. If this had been a game Jenny would have
asked for it to end right now as she could sense that things were about to get
out of control. But she was alone, frightened, miles from anywhere, nobody knew
she was there, nobody could help her: she was completely at the mercy of her
captors. Jenny was horrified to witness that when each guard had exploited her
breasts to their satisfaction the guards hugged each other and kissed each other
passionately on the lips, a long intense and intimate kiss with their tongues
probing deep inside each others mouths. When finished the guards looked lovingly
at each other then turned to face Jenny, each with a look of lust and
anticipation of the events to follow: events that they had complete control over
and as much time as they wanted, (all night if necessary), to carry out their,
(legitimate in their organisations eyes), interrogation of a suspected enemy
terrorist.
Jenny began to realise the gravity of her situation. She was at the mercy of two
guards who were obviously lesbian, intent on violating her body for their mutual
pleasure, and who were going to gain sexual satisfaction from subjecting her
body to whatever took their fancy. She knew that both guards had just began
their shift and that they would be undisturbed for at least eight hours, surely
they would tire of me before then? reasoned Jenny. How they must love their job,
she thought.
The guards began to strip Jenny, roughly tearing the shirt from her back and
unclipping the bra from around her waist, undoing the belt from the combat
trousers, letting them drop to the floor before finally removing Jenny's boots
and then the trousers themselves. Jenny stood there, naked except for the small
black lace thong that she chose earlier that day for comfort. The two guards
stood back and openly admired Jenny's lithe body, they seemed to take ages
devouring every inch of Jenny's nakedness, they gave each other meaningful
looks, licked their lips in hungry anticipation and conversed with each other in
eager sentences which were foreign to Jenny.
They were going to take their time and savour Jenny's obvious discomfort, and
why not they would not be disturbed now that they had locked the door from the
inside with a key chained to the waistband of the guard's belts. After, what
seemed to Jenny ages, the guards each approached her and began to eagerly
explore her body with their hands, slowly letting their hands roam all over
Jenny's soft skin, feeling the tight muscles of her unblemished back, working a
finger nail slowly into her navel and rotating it whilst observing the effect
this had on Jenny. These women were experts thought Jenny as she began to
experience a curious tingling in her belly and an associated throbbing of her
clitoris: for she had never experienced anything like that before. The guard's
attention was now given to Jenny's legs. Her legs were long, smooth, toned and
silky and Jenny had always regarded then as her best feature. The guards would
have agreed as they each slowly fondled a leg, from the back of the calf up to
the soft skin behind the knee and further up to the back of the thigh relishing
the muscle tone to be found there and even upwards to the crease that the
buttock makes before the full swell of buttock begins. Beginning again at the
ankle, hands began their slow journey of exploration upwards along the inner
leg, past the swell of knee, upwards to the ultra smooth skin of the inner thigh
but, curiously, each guard stopping at the crease of the groin, running a finger
tip along the contour of the groin but no further.
All this attention to her body meant that Jenny was totally sexually aroused,
(what woman wouldn't be?) and the inevitable juices from her cunt could no
longer be absorbed by the flimsy material of her tiny thong, a fact that had not
gone unnoticed by her captors, as a glistening rivulet of pre cum was slowly
trickling from the boundaries of the garment.
Strangely though neither guard had attempted to touch those secret parts, which,
by now were screaming out for some kind of physical stimulation to satisfy her
body's craving. Then Jenny realised that she was undergoing a form of sweet
torture: the guards were enjoying seeing her body respond so readily to their
attentions, they were deliberately bringing her body to an agonizingly slow
build up of sexual tension, each knowing how far to go to let Jenny build in
excitement, always wanting more to satisfy her urgent desires, but never giving
quite enough, just a little more than last time. This was the skill of women who
have had experience, built up over years, of complete control of another human
being.
Jenny was dying to be touched down there, her whole body craved attention, she
wanted to cum, nothing else mattered. Then things changed as the guards handling
of Jenny's receptive body became rougher, skin was pinched between finger tips
and a sharp slap across the face brought Jenny out of heaven and down to earth
with a jolt. Jenny's eyes began to water with the severity of the slap. Each
nipple was in the vice like grip of each guard's finger and thumb as they worked
in unison to apply more and more pressure to the erect but tender nipples. The
guards were staring into Jenny's eyes from which they were able to gauge the
extent of her pain threshold and control the pain to the maximum that Jenny
could bear, as they tightened the grip on the nipple more and more to that end.
Jenny tried to brave the pain from the terrible torment but it was not long
before her screams echoed around the tiny room. It was then that Jenny realised
the full extent of her ordeal. Abusing her sexually did not only turn on these
two bitches but they also got their sexual gratification by inflicting pain upon
their victim. This new realisation meant that instead of giving her an orgasm,
(and maybe she having to give them one in return, which in her heightened state
she could bring herself to do), a process that would be over reasonably soon, a
new element of torture had entered the proceedings. Knowing the reputation of
these people and the fascination they were supposed to have for exacting
confessions, (or for punishment, and sometimes she believed, for pleasure) by
the use of torture Jenny realised that she could be at the mercy of the two
fiends for quite some considerable time, a thought that terrified her.
The guard's were now in their element, as the sounds of Jenny's screams seemed
to arouse them to inflict more pain to their hapless victim. Taking it in turns,
each guard began to smack the underside of Jenny's breasts with an open palm,
swinging their arms up from waist height, gathering speed until the palm struck
the tender breast with a force causing the breast to jerk violently upwards and
Jenny to cry out in pain. The guard's punished each breast alternately leaving
just the right amount of time between smacks for Jenny to compose herself before
continuing her ordeal. The sharp smacking sounds and Jenny's cries as her
breasts reddened served only to inflame the guard's state of sexual arousal as
Jenny noticed that each guard couldn't help touching themselves sexually.
After what seemed an age the guards stopped the punishment and after a brief
exchange of words with each other each guard started to strip off their heavy
combat gear, no doubt to make themselves more comfortable for what promised to
be a long and exciting night. The combat gear consisted of a heavy bush shirt,
buttoned down the front with long sleeves which were buttoned at the wrist,
combat trousers held up with a wide leather belt onto which were clipped a pair
of handcuffs, a knife and a small baton. The combat trousers fastened at the
ankle above a pair of heavy-duty ankle boots. Of the two guards one appeared to
be aged about thirty whilst the other was much older, probably about fifty. Both
were attractive Latinos, dusky skinned, dark hair cut short at the nape of the
neck, like a man's. The younger guard was of slim build, and was the first to
remove her bush shirt to reveal a boyish body and small breasts covered by a
skimpy lace bra, which she also removed. Her nipples more than made up for her
lack of bosom, they were enormous, about one inch long and stuck proudly upwards
like organ stops. The other guard could not resist a playful tweak of her
partners prize assets before stripping herself free form her own bush shirt and
letting her ample breasts, barely supported by an inadequate black cotton bra,
burst into freedom. Both guards unbuckled their belts, unclipped the attached
equipment and slowly pulled the belts free from the trouser loops. This action
was slow and deliberate and designed to unnerve Jenny as the guards lightly
fingered the leather belts, giving each other wicked looks betraying their
intentions, before hanging their shirts on upon a set of hooks nearby and the
belts together on a hook close to Jenny with the obvious menacing intent.
After removing their boots, the combat trousers were removed with indecent
haste, and, after hanging these upon the hooks nearby the guards replaced their
boots after both removing the unattractive olive green regulation under shorts.
Both guards were now free of encumbrance and eager to resume their duties: but
before turning their attentions once again towards Jenny were unable to resist
the sight of each others nakedness. Jenny watched as the two women eagerly
explored each other's bodies, squeezing nipples, sucking breasts their bodies
glistening with sweat as they urgently groped each others cunts, pushed their
fingers into each others vaginas, removed and licked their fingers relishing the
salty taste of the pre cum juice. Jenny began to become sexually aroused again,
all memory of her previous painful ordeal now completely forgotten as she
savoured that familiar, intensely pleasant ache in her lower abdomen and the
beautiful sensation as the blood surged into her clit causing it to swell and
the hundreds of nerve endings to become oh so sensitive. Jenny's breasts too
seemed to have become more sensitive, not due to their harsh treatment but maybe
because of it her breasts felt tingly in an exciting sexual way that she had
never experienced before. It seemed that due to her punishment she was now more
aware of her breasts and was being rewarded by this lovely electric sensation
which seemed to course right through each breast terminating with the most
amazing sensations in each of her, now rock hard nipples. The sight of these two
guards putting on a show for her was almost too much to bear. Jenny watched
fascinated as the slim guard sat upon a chair whilst the other guard stood
facing her, holding the lips of her cunt wide open, inviting her to tongue her
sopping pussy. Needing no invitation the young guard buried her face into the
warm inviting love channel, sucking, licking fingering her partners arse
inserting a finger deep into the anus and finger fucking her to ever increasing
heights.
Oh that looks so good, thought Jenny, seeing someone so horny,
so sexy, so fucking up for it and getting it too. Look at their bodies, hear
their love cries, smell that lovely sweet heady smell of raw sex, watch the love
juice running from their straining cunts, imagining the incredible sensations
that they are both feeling as they pleasure each other, enjoying the sensation
of touching another persons sex whilst they are touching yours must be the
ultimate in pure fucking sexual orgasmic pleasure, thought Jenny.
Jenny had reached the plateau stage when her mind and body were tuned to her
maximum sexual awareness. All the nerves in her body were awake and ready to
respond immediately to satisfy this enormous craving. All she needed was some
physical stimulation to bring her to the very edge, just a light touch of her
erogenous zones would move her that bit closer, give her cunt and clit that
beautiful, oh lets not be coy, that fucking raging, sexy horny, electric fucking
gorgeous feeling that words are not enough to describe. Jenny's mind was
expanding to open up to the possibilities. Maybe the guards, when they had
satisfied themselves together, well maybe, just maybe they will give their
attentions to me. Perhaps they will notice how flushed I look, how obviously
sexed up I am, maybe that's why they are putting on this show and that they
intend to include me, let me suck their cunts, finger fuck their arses, squeeze
their tits, and dare I think it, they might do the same to me, to use me, to
fuck and suck and rub and tease me and make me cum, Oh Yes to make me Cum. Make
me Cum and Cum and Cum again in one shuddering gorgeous fucking orgasm after
another, thought Jenny.
Wow! She was all sexed up now and letting her imagination run away with her but
what if they were going to torture some more, perhaps with even more painful and
prolonged tortures? In her highly sexed state the thought did not seem to be too
bad, in fact she had learned only today that parts of the body that had suffered
some painful attention later rewarded one with increased sensitivity and
pleasure afterwards.
Jenny could not believe that she was thinking like this, would she really be
prepared to let her body be subjected to painful torture, well she thought
there's nothing that I can do about it, and she realised that she found the
thought of a tolerable torture to be a bit of a turn on, providing that the pain
was controlled within her threshold she decided that if it were to be, then she
would think only of the magic orgasms that were to follow.
Jenny noticed that it was dark outside now, and the guards had disentangled
themselves from each other in order to put the light on. The light consisted of
a double fluorescent, which was more than enough to illuminate the small room.
Two things were obvious to Jenny, firstly the night still had hours to go before
the guard's shift finished at daybreak. And secondly that the lighting was so
bright that the guards would be able to see clearly everything that was to
follow.
And it was just about to start.
