Native Claim - Sex Stories

Native Claim

... Billings...” she started and then found herself dropping to her side from her setting position. Billings caught the movement of his intern and frowned puzzled. “What’s going on?” He questioned, but even as he did so the two native woman stepped forward and caught Jillian. Immediately and gently as Jillian’s strength failed they tugged at the white sleeveless shirt. One started removing her loafers whilst the others started on her buttons. “Wait! What the hell are you doing?” Jillian seemed to have gone limp. Her head rocked from side to side and her eyes were fighting to stay open. It was obvious to an onlooker like Billings that she was still conscious – still aware of what was happening. The two native women laughed and giggled as they pulled the clothes from her paralysed body. The Chief peered forward to take a glance at the pale reflective skin. “Chief”, Billings questioned still unsure of what was going on. The mood in the hut was jovial despite Billings confusion at what at the very least was sexual assault. He looked at the chief marvelling at the show as Jillian’s Khaki shorts were pulled from her waist. Billings realised the Chief was at peace with the display. It was by his blessing. “Peter!” Billings called to the translator, now captivated onlooker of such a magical creature being unwrapped. “Peter!” Billings tried again. Peter turned and saw the confusion on Billings face. Sedately he realised Billings’ confusion, but it was obvious he thought it trivial. “Is ...

... Ok English-Apex. We eat the one you bought to celebrate the very good contract.” Peter rubbed his belly like Jillian had as if to explain. “Magical girl. She tastes very good, yes? That is why you bought her?” Peter was nodding as if to convey an obvious thank you. “Wait…” Billings looked around frantically. The two native woman cried out in delight as they removed Jillian’s white cotton panties to reveal ginger pubic hair. The Chief, no longer interested in Billings’ protests leaned forward, not prepared to leave his throne. The two hunters came forward and sighed in amazement, as if to highlight the magic of the red curly hairs one of the native women leant forward stroking Jillian’s sex. As she did Billings caught sight of Jillian’s helpless eyes caught up in terror. The terror translated to Billings himself. Peter translated. “It’s ok English-Apex. Not like Missionaries. We don’t have to listen for months before we get to eat. We eat now. Is good.” Peter was all smiles and nods. Billings had gone pale. They weren’t part of the tribal Council because they were… He stared at Peter humbled by fear as the two hunters took over and lifted the naked Jillian up and carried her out of the hut. Her body was limp and her arms flopped down and were dragged against the sand as she was carried from her shoulders and ankles. Billings took a step to halt the procession. His mouth opened and closed unable to articulate his words. The whole process was so innocent that Billings felt the ...