Julie watched the girl's proud black eyes that had flashed in strength and anger a short time ago, close in bitter humiliated subjugation as she felt the obscene, sticky prick rubbing over the softness of her facial flesh. Did the king treat her like this, Julie wondered.
"Open!" the primitive man hissed down at the woman. She hesitated for a moment, and he jerked his hands in her hair, causing a short gasp of pain to slip from her lips.
As the lips opened to emit a soulful cry, he pressed forward and brushed the head gently back and forth against their wet softness. She started to cry again, but it came out muffled and low as he pushed the sound back down her throat with the throbbing head of his blood-swollen cock. He gloated gleefully from above the top of her proud head, and his hands tightened on her hair again. His lips bared back over the whiteness of his teeth as he pulled her face slowly forward, sliding the warm moist flesh of her saliva-filled mouth over his throbbing black cock.
Her lips began to nibble slightly on it from fear of the pain that would come if they did not. Julie could see the sudden change in the snarling black face standing over the kneeling girl as Kubby felt the first moist suction began around his rapidly growing prick. His eyes bulged down as he watched the now subjugated woman's working mouth hollowing around his long black column protruding into it. Julie trembled again as she remembered through her tortured mind the long black instrument that had lewdly spewed its hot lascivious sperm into her own tortured mouth last night and found herself moaning again under her breath in sympathy with the black woman kneeling like a slave now before the dark undulating hips of the squat muscular primitive.
Once more he ripped at her hair, and her tongue immediately tangled around him, bringing another deep-throated groan from his lips. The girl began to work now as though she enjoyed it, and her tongue, lips, and teeth all pressed close and moist around him until Julie could see his shining black asscheeks tense together as he jerked forward deeper into the warm soft cavern of the girl's hot moist mouth.
"Ooooohhhhhh! Suck it! Suck it! Suck it, Kincheeeeeeee!" he chanted above her bobbing head as she let herself go completely to end it as soon as she could.
His hands snaked around the sides of her head now, stroking at the soft black and pitted silkiness of her braided hair and pulling and teasing at the lobes of her ears. His hips jerked back and forth wildly before her now uninhibited attack on his genitals, and he moaned and muttered obscene filthy phrases that she probably didn't understand at the same time, making her move faster with his hands.
The sympathetic missionary's daughter watched helplessly, her hand tightening around Balloo's ankle in a silent prayer for the poor victim. Terrible and sickening memories of the things they had done to her own helpless and open body last night flickered through Julie's mind in an unending twin of obscene pictures of what her own full white body must have looked like as she had been buffeted between the short squat, Kubby, now fucking the kneeling king's mistress in the mouth, and the lean muscular Dawak, who was leaning against the center post stroking his hardened prick in his hands as he excitedly waited his turn with the proud, fallen mistress of the King Daranje Kawat. Then Julie found herself even longing for the moment she knew would come when Balloo would take her from this spectacle and begin doing those horrible things to her that all the others were waiting their turn for on the helpless Kinche. Surely he would!
There was another groan from the ecstatic face of the squat savage as the kneeling girl sucked at his lewdly bloated cock like a hungry kid feeding from a mother goat. The smooth hard texture filled her mouth to the bursting point as it expanded with each passing thrust into her warm wet cavern, but she tried not to think about that. She concentrated on the decisions she would have to make later, whether she would die or live, and if live, how.
Kubby kept skewering further and further into her mouth so that she could feel the hard rubbery tip of the hard head of his lewd cock grazing smoothly against the back of her throat. Her mouth was filled with warm moist saliva and made a smooth hot sheath around the monstrous instrument as it fucked faster and faster into her face. His huge black balls beat a steady rhythm of lust and passion against the tip of her chin, and she could feel him all wet there where some of the saliva in her totally filled mouth had drooled down troth her lips and moistened the whole of her lower face.
The ape-like Kubby was looking down at her now with a lust contorted face that glistened of savage desire as he felt her begin to suck him with a moist, nibbling, sucking motion as he crushed his sweating loins at her face and ground his fingers cruelly into the side of her head. He wanted this proud little bitch that had been standing beside the king so long, elevated above the rest of them like a grand vulture! She had better swallow when he squirted his hot load into her mouth. He wanted to debase her completely for all the times he had seen her and wanted her and had never dared let anyone know!
But now, like a miracle, he had her where he had always wanted her and would bend her to his complete will if it was the last thing he ever did. He crooned on his obscenities down at the top of her now wildly bobbing head as he watched with gleaming eyes the black flesh of his lust-hardened cock disappear into the tight oval hole formed by her full widely stretched lips and saw them clamping around it wetly like the lips of a hungering cunt.
Her big eyes were closed tight now in her shame and humiliation, and his fucking cock felt as though it were being tormented by a thousand tiny needle-sharp teeth, like those of the flying squirrel, which he had felt as a boy and had never forgotten. There was a rush in his brain that sounded like the roar of a hundred waterfalls, and he knew he could hold back no longer. It had to be now!
He fucked his thick, glistening cock deep into her mouth and arched his pelvis forward toward her face, pressing at the same time against her cheeks with the tips of his fingers so that her mouth was tighter around it and he could feel the full force of it and expanding in the softness between her tongue and the roof of her mouth until a thousand electric sensations seemed to be pressing in on him all at once. He gripped her head between his hands with a savage jungle scream, feeling all his passion rushing from the warm haven of his testicles to the bloated head of his cock and fucked it deep with all his lust-inspired power far into her throat.
Kinche sputtered and choked for a single, long-held minute, and then Kubby emitted a coarse, deep-throated moan and his hot sticky sperm shot in a thick warm jet deep into the confines of her open, sucking mouth. He held her head in front of him with a strong vise-like grip until he had emptied himself completely into the once proud mistress' sperm-filled mouth and then sank helplessly back onto the floor behind him.
His soft deflated cock slipped with a wet sucking noise from between her cum-covered lips, a thin string-like trickle of white still connecting them together. The hollows of her throat worked for long moments afterwards swallowing in great gulps the liquid white fluid he had creamed into her throat.
Julie Davenport could not watch any more, if there was going to be any more to watch. Maybe if she tried, she could forget what was happening and finish her sleep. God, she was tired enough. She seriously doubted that she had slept very long before being awakened by the activity. She had no idea what the future held. She had better sleep while she could. She lay her head back down on the woven rush mat and soon, dreaming, in spite of herself, tender dreams of King Daranje Kawat, she fell asleep.