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"Can you tell what he's saying, milord?" the sound was clear but the language was alien to most of the viewers.

"That's Billy, the old one is Tomba and he's asking who the woman is and why she's tied up. Billy says he chased off a lion for her, tied her up 'cos he didn't want her running around in a panic. Tomba wants to be sure they wont get into trouble over her. Billy doesn't know who she is but she was running around starkers so she was up for grabs. He's going to fuck her so get out of the way!" Lord Showering translated colloquially but accurately. "They all speak English but they don't want her to understand them."

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Jill couldn't understand the men's words but they were obviously arguing. The grey one snarled louder and the others became silent. Her captor and the grey one continued to jabber at each other but then he began to release her arms and the men crowded close, studying her greedily. Jill was placed sitting on a tree stump while they argued. She very thirsty and made signs for drinking. One of the boys looked to Tomba for permission and, getting a nod ran off to the huts. A few minutes later he came jogging back with an ice-cold can of Fosters and a stick of French bread with ham filling. They must have fridges in the huts, she thought.

The naked woman wolfed the food and guzzled down the beer. When she had finished she realised the talking had stopped and the men were waiting for her. She was beckoned to her feet and led a couple of yards to a patch of thick grass. Billy suddenly put his arm around her neck from the back and pulled her down onto her back. The two young boys each grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs back as far as they could over her head. As Billy came and kneeled between her legs she saw his penis had become fully erect. He placed his lips over her vagina and spat on it. He took his cock in one hand and rubbed the tip between the lips of her vagina, lubricating it with the spittle.

"No, please don't do this to me! I need your help, oh please noooo!" her voice rose to a squeal as the thick knob-end pushed slowly into her. She tried to pull her hips back away from the intruder but the boys held her firmly in her place. Billy was in no hurry and took his time sliding in until his furry balls reached her cunt.

"Ooooh!" Jill murmured softly as he rested deep in her body. It seemed an age before he began to slide out again and now she couldn't bear for it to leave her. "No, please, keep it in me. Oh, oh don't leave me. Oooh!" she heard the men snigger at her moans.

The group hunkered down to watch her being fucked and to await their turns. Hands reached out to feel her breasts and belly, to run over her legs and bottom. Billy continued his long slow fuck; in, the balls creeping towards her cunt, pause, then slowly back until the knob was almost out �but not completely, making her gasp in disappointed anticipation of losing the fat monster in her belly. And again, and again, always the same maddeningly slow rhythm.

The woman tried to look sideways but could only see the leering faces of the other men. They were becoming impatient with waiting for Billy's climax, they wanted their turns. The old one snapped a stream of invective at him to which Billy replied with obvious annoyance. A few strokes later and Billy became still; Jill wondered if he had come but he was simply preparing to roll them both over. He took his weight away from her, gripped her by the shoulders and then turned them both over so she was now on top. He did this without his penis leaving her cunt completely and she found herself kneeling astride him, impaled. She tried to move herself up and down more quickly but he held her hips tightly. Hands roamed over her body which was now more accessible. She gasped as a finger was pushed into her anus. "Owwh! Don't do that!" she snapped, angrily, "I don't like it!" she tried to grab the importunate hand. In response her bottom was slapped hard, very hard! It was the old one, he grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck and angrily pulled her head back, snarling into her ear. He released her with a clout to the back of her head. The woman got the message loud and clear; the little men were in control! She must obey.

Now he forced his finger into her bum hole deeper and more roughly, reaming her out and making her a little wider. She had an idea what was coming and a moment later it came.

Jill felt a blunt force push against her anus. She tried to move away from it but the cock in her cunt and the men's strong hands held her in place. The pressure increased, it hurt! She tried to shit the cock head out but the muscular action just let it in more quickly. Her anus was stretched open, then it closed around the head as it entered, trapping it. Jill gasped, was forced to breathe quickly as the pain rolled up her body. Then it the pygmy in her arse pushed fully home and she screamed in agony! The two cocks in her body rubbed together, separated only by the membrane between her anus and cunt-tunnel. She had never felt so full in her life, even when she had experimented in her bedroom with bottles and all the toys that girls like to try to see how wide they can stretch.

Now the cocks began to move together, developing a rhythm; as one went in the other pulled out. The helpless woman had never felt anything like it! It was the strangest sensation she had ever felt; a heady mixture of pain, pleasure and humiliation. How could human beings treat someone like this, she wondered. She wasn't their possession to be used any way they chose! All the men on this estate were without any compassion for her at all!

As the pain passed away and she was able to enjoy the incredible sensations in her body, the feeling of being a mindless fuck-toy began to overwhelm her. She lifted herself fully onto her elbows, taking hold of Billy's arms to keep herself stable. The two men were fucking her vigorously and she ground her bottom against the invading cocks, trying to obtain the maximum contact with both. Billy found her nipple with his mouth and sucked hard, rolling it between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue.

She lifted her head and opened her eyes and saw that a third man had positioned himself on the ground with his knees at the side of Billy's head. His erect and huge, ugly cock which resembled an old tortoises head, was at the level of her face. She knew what was required of her, the white whore. She opened her mouth and took it between her lips. She sucked the pot-bellied little mans bloated knob as hard as she could. He laughed and thrust it deeper into her throat, guffawing when she choked. Jill sucked the horrid-tasting knob and slid her head up and down the shaft. Suddenly he jerked and spewed his smelly sticky cum deep into her throat. She gagged hard and threw up her last meal, vomit spraying over the mans belly.

Some of the vomit went onto Billy's chest. Angered, he slapped her breasts, first the left, then the right, three times each. The shock of the slaps brought on her orgasm and she began to yelp like a bitch, "YI,yi, yi! Ooh, ohhh! Ahhhh! Oh, fuck me good! Fuck me, you sawn off little shits! Harder, you fucking little twats!"

Spurred on by her screams, the other two speeded up their shagging and she felt them gush hot jizz into her at the other end.

"Ohhh! I'm cummingggg" her body convulsed and shook and she slumped, her face falling into the sticky, stinking vomit covering Billy's chest, exhausted.

They lay quietly for a few moments but the two boys started demanding their turns. Wearily the three men pulled themselves free of the white woman and moved away to sit on the grass.

Jill was not to be allowed to rest yet. She was laid onto her back once more and the boys took up position, one in her cunt while the other tipped her head back and entered her mouth. Perhaps, because of their youth their orgasms arrived quickly after a few minutes of vigorous fucking. When they vacated her she still had the sixth man to entertain. He decided to fuck her arse, but she lay unresponsive, almost indifferent to his equally fat cock. More jizz was squirted into her sore anus but she no longer cared.

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"My goodness!" exclaimed Lord Showering, "what a woman! She takes cock like a Reeperbahn harlot! Must have a cunt of leather, eh, what! Haw, haw, haw!"

Martin Jakes, visibly roused by what they had watched, said, "My lord, why don't we send in the rescue truck and bring her back here? I'm sure we'd all like to fuck a gifted amateur like that this afternoon."

"Certainly not!" replied the earl, "she's got to finish the tour first. Then I'll decide whether she's still worth keeping. Fetch another bottle of port!"

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Now that the marathon shagging seemed to have ceased, Jill eventually eased herself to her feet. She felt sore all over, especially her cunt and arsehole, which were stuck up with crusty, drying spunk. The pygmies were nowhere to be seen. She made her way to a hut and found a large fridge, well stocked with beer and cold meats. More thirsty than she could ever remember, she drank a couple of Fosters and ate some Snickers. There was a modern bathroom and when she had eaten she took a can of beer into the shower. She cleaned out her orifices with a sponge and shower gel, and brushed her teeth with a toothbrush from a

complimentary pack. She towelled herself dry and used a hairdryer she found in a wardrobe.

The huts were obviously intended for tourists at certain times. She took a large beach towel and wrapped it around her; she didn't have to be totally naked anymore!

Watchful for her rapists, she left the hut carrying some more chocolate bars and a beer can. She felt more confident now; she had seen a map of the park on the inside wall of the hut and had memorised the way to the nearest exit gate. It wasn't more than a couple of hundred yards from the pygmies village and she set off at a quick pace. As she left the cover of the trees, her towel was pulled from her by a concealed Billy who tried to grab her. She saw the gateway immediately and made for it running naked all the way to it, calling out for someone to help her.

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"She's nearly made it, milord!" Jakes stated what was obvious to all the viewers.

"Yes, she's done very well, haw haw! Nearly home safe and sound."

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There was a watchtower at either side of the gate. In one of them was a safari-suited guard. When he saw her, he called, "What the hell are you doing in there?"

"Please, let me out! Before the fucking pigmies get me! Hurry!"

The man climbed down the rough wooden staircase and was joined by another man who had been in the guard hut. They opened a small door within the gate and she ducked in quickly, screaming, "Lock the gate! Before the pygmies come through!" When she looked back, there was no-one following her.

The guards took her into the hut. They appeared mystified by the sudden appearance of a naked woman on their patch. Jill tried to explain how she had been abandoned, naked out in the safari park, how she had spent the night outdoors, but without the rapes by the apes and the pygmies.

"Okay, lady. I don't know how you really got into the park, but you're trespassing. We're going to take you to the boss, see what he thinks."

"No, don't let his lordship get me! Its him that did this to me, just get me back to my car so I can get my spare clothes!"

"No can do. We'd better keep you in custody until this is sorted out. Just come with us."

"Well, please lend me your jacket, until I can get dressed?" They both ignored her request.

Jill was frog-marched, with one man on either side, out of the hut. This time, riding in the cab of a truck, she was driven to another part of the park. When it stopped, they took her to a walled compound and pushed her through the door. Inside, it looked like a small sports hall, with tiered seats on each side. She was taken to the centre of the floor where three small iron rings were set in the floor forming the three points of a triangle. She was forced to her knees and her head pressed to the ground. The men looped a thin rope around her neck and tied it to the ring at the apex of the triangle. Both her ankles were tied to the other rings so her bottom was in the air and her head only an inch or so from the floor. Her arms were left free but she couldn't use them in this awkward position.

The two men stood back, admiring their handiwork. "His lordship wants to see you, so he'll be along in a little while, so don't go away!" they both left, laughing.

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"Fill up the picnic hampers; lots of champers and grub. We're off to see a live show now!" giggled the earl. He dressed in his own rather posher version of a safari suit, swigging the last dregs from a bottle of port as he did so.

He stumbled off to the yard, followed by his hangers-on; a couple of bleary-eyed wifelets,

a group of keepers and the butler, struggling to carry a large food hamper. They all clambered aboard a camouflage-painted Land Rover and set off, bouncing across the park.

Lions and a rhino had to run to avoid being hit by the vehicle whose driver was still inebriated from the drinking session.

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The noon sun beat down on Jill's bare back. Her knees and neck all pained from her terribly awkward position. Her throat was dry and she felt more wretched than she could ever remember. When would they release her? Would she ever be able to go home and take a hot soothing bath? Those things seemed to be from a different world; this never ending torture was more real to her now. Perhaps they wouldn't let her go; they could keep her forever or until they became bored and fed her to the beasts?

She heard voices, shrill and raucous. From her inelegant position she could see to her left; a group of people were seating themselves in the rows of spectator seats. Lord showering was there, and some women. How could women let her be treated like this? Why didn't they help her? She could hear the earls sing-song voice haw-hawing and giggling as he poured out glasses of champagne for his cronies. The party were eating and drinking as she suffered! What sort of animals were these?

Jill started to become dizzy and faint from the lack of food. Her eyes began to droop and she hoped she would pass out, when the sudden silence frightened her to wakefulness.

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The party had been eagerly tucking into the contents of the hamper when the shutter at the end of the hall had slid noisily open. All eyes were on the dark entrance as an indistinct figure slowly moved out into the sunlight. A woman of the group gasped, another choked on the slice of French toast she chewed, at the sight of the thing blinking in the bright sunshine.

A huge ape-like creature, six feet tall and broad in its build, it walked like a gorilla with the backs of its hands touching the ground. But it had a long face with curved fangs curling under its upper lip. Thick silvery black hair covered most of the creatures chest and back.

It squatted in the dust as it sniffed the air. Its long hairy arms reached around to scratch at its neck and back and then at its genitals. When it saw the large white arse protruding from the ground and pointing its way it cocked its head to one side and sniffed loudly.

Martin Jakes was the first to speak, "Milord! Not the hybrid? Its too bloody dangerous, its never been near a human before!"

Lord Showering snarled at him, "It's a primate, isn't it? When it smells the pheromones it'll fuck her!"

"But it's a gorilla and baboon cross! It might have the baboons vicious streak; it could just rip her head off without taking a close look at her!"

"I know what it is; didn't I arrange the breeding of it? I told you, the bitch just has to take her chances; don't you get soft on me now, Jakes. You were happy to see her put with the mandrills, it could have been the hyenas she met up with; you didn't give a shit about that!" The dialogue stopped as the goriboon began to approach the naked, bound woman. It walked on all-fours with its bottom uppermost, then reared up onto its lower limbs as it neared her. Jill strained to see what was coming. By twisting her neck and looking between her thighs she could just see a pair of hairy legs topped by the biggest cock she had ever seen, except on a donkey! Panic overwhelmed her; not more abuse of her cunt! Hadn't these pigs done enough to her? She threw herself against her bonds but she had such restricted freedom that she could hardly move. The ropes just cut into her even harder. Should she try to strangle herself with the one around her neck?

The goriboon squatted before her and rested its huge balls on her head as it examined the scratched white skin of her back and the ridge of her backbone. She could feel its long thick penis lying hot along her neck, a drip of pre-cum oozing onto her skin.

The wifelets, despite their inebriated state, felt a pang of empathy at this further humiliation of an innocent human being. This was a woman trying to earn a living, who had not asked for this disgusting treatment, had done nothing to deserve it.

They, and perhaps one or two of the men, would have helped her but for fear of their boss, and also their curiosity; they all wanted to see what the goriboon would do.

It traced a clawed finger over the contours of Jill's muscles. She retched and gagged at the stink of its vile breath and body odour. The huge animal leaned further over her and pulled the cheeks of her bottom apart. It sniffed then began licking at her anus when the smell pleased it. Gripping the cheeks in its great clawed hands it heaved her arse nearer and wider apart, sucking hungrily at the taste of shit. Jill screamed at this new assault on her recently buggered bottom. Startled, the ape released her bum cheeks and grabbed her hair, trying to pull her head up for a better view of this strange animal he was discovering. Of course, her head was tied down, and the creature became frustrated that he couldn't raise it higher. Angrily, it slammed her head down on the ground, almost stunning her. Remembering the lovely taste of her arsehole, the goriboon crawled to her rear and resumed its lapping at it. The creatures' rough tongue slid into her cunt-slit and the tangy flavour surprised it. Jill felt her lips being parted and then sucked so hard she thought they would be pulled off! She felt as if she would be sucked inside-out!

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The crowd watched in fascination as the goriboons penis began to swell. It rapidly replicated a mans arm holding an orange!

"Oh, my goodness!" gasped one of the wifelets, "its too big for her! Surely she cant take such a horrid thing?"

"Shut your snivelling, you useless cow!" snapped the earl, "if she cant take it, I'll put you down there next!"

"Milord, she's right! A cock like that could kill her!" Jakes was looking worried.

"Then she'll go for cat food! That was always on the cards! Now stop fucking whining or I'll sack the lot of you!"

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Down below, in the dust, the goriboon was placing the tip of its purplish-red against Jill's cunt opening. The cock was slightly curved with a quite sharp twist just below the head, so the whole thing looked deformed. The woman squirmed as her hairy master pushed it against her cuntlips. "They want to kill me!" she thought, "they just see me as another animal for them to torment to death!"

The wetness brought on by the earlier licking and sucking allowed the massive cock to push her lips inwards and the sides open out. She began to scream with the intense pain. The ape took her shoulder in one hand and a hip in the other and heaved itself against her bottom; she was unable to resist in any way. Without finesse or any attempt to prolong its own pleasure, the ape plunged deep into her belly. The twist below the knob caused the whole shaft to turn like a screw, about a quarter turn, making her gurgle like a moron; her face contorted into a mask of idiocy. Her sensitive clitoris was squashed flat against the wall of her vagina, making the sensations it felt seem vague and dulled. All her insides seemed to move up and down with the goriboons cock which fitted so very tightly up her cunt. She had never felt so filled up in her entire life! For the second time while being fucked that day, Jill vomited.

Her whole body jogged in rhythm with the apes jolting, thrusting prick. She felt its desperate attempts to become totally buried inside her, but she was unable to move herself in any direction to help or hinder its desire.

She wanted to help it. It was in possession of her, it had her, it was her total commander!

Spittle dripped down onto her cheek from its gaping, foul-smelling mouth, getting closer to hers as the animal crouched over lower as it strived to expel its load of cum inside her belly.

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Up in the seats the watchers, hot from witnessing the scene below, sought their own escape. Lord Showering wanked vigorously, Martin Jakes grabbed a wifelet and, releasing his hard cock, forced her mouth down over it and fucked her head, anger and lust causing him to choke the woman until she passed out from suffocation. Only when he had squirted his jizz down her throat and released her to fall heavily to the floor were her tortured lungs able to suck in the life-saving air!

The other wifelet was held, bent over a seat backrest, and fucked simultaneously in the cunt and mouth by two lust-crazed keepers.

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Jill, mated to the goriboon, like some experiment in animal husbandry, her body starved of food or drink and constantly abused during her time in the park, her mind deprived of even the slightest human kindness, became disconnected from the reality of the situation.

Her identity became a blur; her situation was no longer something she consciously thought about; she was just a thing being fucked by a monstrous knob! Her purpose was solely to serve the owner of the hot hard thing punishing her cunt. By lifting her bottom up as far as she could to meet the thrusting cock she could tell she was pleasing her master, even though the movement was severely limited. She could tell this by his grunting, which increased with every little push she gave. Also, each grunt produced a larger dollop of spittle to fall onto her face, some running into her mouth. She strained to turn her head to catch more of her masters juices, tried to kiss his face; he deserved her total devotion!

The goriboons' claws scratched her skin, the rope collar scraped her neck raw, her cramped posture made her joints ache agonisingly. She didn't mind; she just wanted to please her owner. The grinding cock worked away inside her, then with a final deep thrust a jet of hot cum sprayed into her belly. Jill was so wonderfully happy! Her master had deemed her worthy of his spunk! What more could she do to show him her love? She could only stay, crouched as the throbbing cock pumped the last of his emission into her.

The ape, spent, rested for a few moments, then pulled out of her and stood, more cum dripping onto her back. Scowling, the ape gave her bottom a hard slap and slouched away to its lair.

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The earl shot his load over the senseless wifelet still lying on the ground. "Well, that was an interesting little exhibition! Time for a snack, I think. Lets take tea back at the house."

He set off for the exit.

"What about the cunt, milord?" called Jakes.

"Oh, er, sort her out man. She took the tour, but bring her up to the house first." He paused, then pointed to the prostrate wifelet, "Oh and throw that silly bitch into the park; she's cat meat! "

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Jill felt her ankles and neck being released from their bonds. She was pulled to her feet and half-carried from the hall by two keepers who had been given the task. They shrank away from her vile stink, a mix of vomit, animal and human cum and the secretions of creatures glands. She was tumbled into the back of a truck. As she was driven away she was dimly aware of a woman screaming in terror nearby. She forced her eyes open and could see a commotion on the other side of the security fence; a number of the lions were tearing at something which struggled briefly and then was still.

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Back at the house Jill was placed in a suite of rooms where she showered and dressed in some clothes which were provided. Later, she was then taken to see Lord Showering. He acted as if nothing unusual had happened, he offered tea and biscuits while Martin Jakes wrote out an order form for the best sale of animal feed anyone had ever been given.

"My dear," the earl squeaked, " when you are feeling ready, please feel free to leave and continue with your calls. I will be in touch in due course. You will, of course respond immediately to my communications and make yourself available at any time I require. Failure to comply may mean a re-run of the tour."