4 comments/ 90549 views/ 22 favorites The Perils of Sarah By: Maggie Red Rose There had been unrest among many of the Native American tribes who had divided themselves during the French and Indian War (1756-1763) as to whether they would side with the British or the French. This was also called Pontiac's Rebellion, an Ottawa of the Great Lakes Region and Iroquois Confederacy. Where the Monongahela and Allegheny Rivers converge to form the Ohio River the British built Fort Pitt in 1758 where once stood Fort Duquesne that had been built by the French at the beginning of the war. The British, the Delaware, and Shawnee signed a treaty after the war, stating the Native Americans wanted a trading post that had been there since 1740 for trade and colonization but not a British military garrison around the villages. However, despite the treaty, the British built Fort Pitt larger and stronger, and this infuriated the Native Americans. Therefore, indiscriminant attacks began on unsuspecting travelers coming to Fort Pitt to colonize the strategic point in both land and trading. The Ohio River (Ohio, beautiful) was the gateway to the whole of the great Ohio Territory. Shortly after these attacks began twenty-year old Sarah Kingsley and her parents were traveling from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, to Fort Pitt that was about three hundred miles across the state in the southwest corner to open a trading post and make their living. The three members of the Kingsley family had recently sailed from Liverpool, England, bound for the Americas since it was hard times in England in the mid-18th century. The pace was very slow due to the deeply rutted road that was enclosed on both sides with tall trees and thick vegetation, making visible only what was in front or behind them. When Henry Kingsley had heard there was land for the taking and opportunities to be had in the trading business, being a tradesman himself, he did not hesitate to depart the shores of England for the sake of his family. When he and his family arrived in Philadelphia, Henry found out that due to everyone converging at Fort Pitt because it was a jumping-off point to travel down the beautiful Ohio for the lands and new opportunities beyond, he convinced his wife Elizabeth that they should go there. Therefore, once having made up their minds, only good thoughts were with them, and they were excited with their new adventure into the interior despite some of the hardships they had faced. Te`eeehwit! An almost silent hum broke the stillness in the forest, and an arrow went through Henry's back and out his chest, and he died immediately, slumping forward against the front of the wagon that stopped his fall. Screams and shouts broke the tranquility that once was just a few seconds ago as painted Shawnee Native Americans rushed from behind the trees with bows, arrows, tomahawks, clubs with balls on the end, and knives raised threateningly. Te`eeehwit! As quickly as Henry Kingsley slumped over dead, a second arrow followed the first and went into and out of Mrs. Kingsley side, killing her between breaths. All this happened in seconds, during which time Sarah screamed with terror as she watched her father and mother killed before her eyes. Thoughts went through Sarah's mind as quickly as the arrows that were shot and hit their targets, and she breathlessly awaited the same fate as her parents. However, no more arrows came flying through the air. Instead, two warriors with black-painted faces jumped up onto the back seat of the wagon where she was, and one of them grabbed Sarah around her waist, grasping her flailing hands with his other hand, and he roughly pulled Sarah down from the wagon to the ground where she landed on her knees and sprawled out, making her look like a rag doll tossed aside by her owner. Sarah looked up with fear in her eyes, tears running down her cheeks, and her fear turned her face to ashen-white. She felt her heart pounding rapidly within her chest, and she gulped breaths through her open mouth that by now felt very dry. The brave who still had Sarah by her hands pulled her up onto her knees, and the others raised their hands and weapons, shouting, hooting, and trilling their tongues rapidly and loudly. That alone was enough to heighten Sarah's fears and send shivers up her spine. Pointing from time to time towards Sarah, the warriors talked about her, pleased with having taken this young female captive. They anticipated the excitement there would be in their village and the honor given them by the elders. As for Sarah, all she did was cringe in fear, waiting for the next thing to be done to her by the warriors. Her biggest fear beyond being killed was being raped by the one or all of them before they killed her in a horrible way. While the warriors were celebrating, Sarah tried not to show fear or resist which would only hasten her death. At the time Sarah had no idea that the warriors had no intention of killing her. They had far better uses for her back in the village. So Sarah was surprised when the warrior holding her hands pulled her up onto her feet and motioned her to follow. The warriors vanished back into the forest as quickly as they had come running out of it into the open, killing Sarah's parents. Now, they walked along an unnoticeable trail through the deep woods that didn't even seem to be a path at all, but the warriors knew where they were going, being guided by tomahawk cuts in the trunks of trees which they read like a map. They walked so silently the only sound Sarah heard was the noise her feet made as she walked. It didn't take long before Sarah saw a clearing ahead of them, and soon the clearing opened up onto a native village protectively nestled among the trees and mountains. Very few white men or group of white men dared to venture off the main roads. However, there were a few mountain men who had made individual peace with the tribes and felt free to wander the mountains and forests without fear. As the first warriors walked into the clearing, they raised their voices into victory cries and rapid trilling of their tongues, and those behind joined in as they, too, came into their village that was a compound of Algonquian dome wigwams (atepa) with a large one in the middle at the back that was their meeting lodge. All eyes were upon Sarah as she was lead through the village towards one of the wigwams in the back into which she was shoved. Once inside the warrior tied long, leather pieces of deerskin around each of Sarah's wrists. He then wrapped it securely around a pole near the center so she couldn't get loose. Very few had ever seen a white person before, and the women especially marveled at Sarah's pale skin and long blonde hair. They also noticed Sarah's eyes were green, pointing to the green leaves on the trees. There were especially several pairs of eyes that lingered on Sarah as she had been led through the two lines of people, the two being the wife and daughter of the chief. They were enamored of her beautiful face and long, gorgeous hair, but more importantly each wondered what Sarah would look like underneath her clothes. Of course, being the chief's wife she would soon find out. While a guard had been placed outside the wigwam where Sarah had been put, the rest of the village gathered round the communal fire in the center of the village and listened with rapt attention to the warriors telling about their attack on the lone wagon, the killing of the father and mother, and the taking of the white girl and bringing her back to the village. Much talking and laughter was shared throughout the day and into the early evening as the sun was setting in the west behind the mantel of trees that covered the mountainsides. While the sharing was still going on and would for some time into the night around the large camp fire, the chief's wife Aiyana (eternal blossom) quietly and unnoticeably left the group and made her way to the wigwam where Sarah was being held. When she arrived there, she motioned to the guard to leave, and then she bent low to enter into the wigwam where she found Sarah sitting on the dirt floor with her wrists tied to a center post. When Aiyana had walked into the wigwam, Sarah's fear lessened, seeing it was a woman and not one of the warriors who had killed her parents and brought her to his village...to do what she didn't know, but she feared the worst. Before she and her parents left for Fort Pitt she had heard stories about Indians raping women and burning them at the stake, but the latest news was the Indians were then peaceful because of the treaty they had signed with the British. No one mentioned the fact the British, as usual, had broken the treaty as soon as they signed it. "Oh – SEE- yo," Aiyana said to Sarah who had no idea what the words meant, but she caught Sarah's attention with her dark eyes when she said again, "Oh – SEE – yo," raising her voice on "yo" and smiling. Sarah was a bright girl who learned quickly, so by the second greeting, she knew the woman had said hello to her, and so she repeated her words back to her, "Oh – SEE – yo. Hello." "Hah – loh," Aiyana answered slowly and as distinctly as she could. Sarah shook her head yes to let Aiyana know she understood. Aiyana then tapped her fingers on her chest and said, "Ai- yan – a." Sarah repeated what she knew to be the woman's name, "Ai – yan – a." Sarah then pointed to herself and said her name, "Sar – ah." Aiyana repeated her name slowly, "Sar – ah." Sarah smiled and Aiyana smiled back at her now that they knew one another's names. It was a beginning. Sarah didn't know where this was going or what Aiyana wanted, so she just sat where she was since she had to since her hands were bound to a post, but she had been given long leather rope so she was able to move her arms and hands. Aiyana moved closer to Sarah, all the while looking into her green eyes that attracted her ever so much since she never had seen anyone with eyes that color. When she was close enough to Sarah, she reached out with her hand and touched the side of her face and let it rest there until Sarah began to feel the warmth it caused. Sarah stirred and was going to move away from Aiyana's hand, but Aiyana shook her head no. Sarah knew what that meant, and so not to make her angry, Sarah did not move away from her touch but sat quietly as Aiyana slid her fingers down the right side of her face and down her swan-like neck. Sarah squirmed a little, not knowing what Aiyana was going to do. "Maybe," Sarah thought, "she's just fascinated with my white skin and wants to feel it." In part, Sarah was correct, but she didn't think far enough as far as what Aiyana had in mind for her. Soon, however, Sarah knew what she had in mind as Aiyana moved her warm hand along the neck of her dress and brought it to rest in the middle where it buttons down the front. Before Sarah could say anything, as if it would matter, Aiyanna began to tug at the buttons, not being familiar with how they worked, until she discovered the buttons went through the holes that were keeping the two halves of Sarah's dressed closed. Once knowing this, Aiyana slowly unbuttoned Sarah's dress down to her waist that had a sash around it and tied in a bow. However, at that time Aiyana was fascinated by the extreme whiteness of the top of Sarah's large breasts with their deep cleavage. Sarah's breasts were so unlike her brownish-red skin, and her breasts were much smaller than Sarah's. Tentatively Aiyana traced along the top of Sarah's undergarment, feeling the soft, white fabric. The native women wore no such garment to hold their breasts, so this was another new thing for Aiyana, and it fascinated her while at the same time excited her. As Aiyana went along the line of Sarah's undergarment, her fingers slid along her young, smooth, alabaster skin that pleased Aiyana very much. She murmured her satisfaction as she touched Sarah's breasts with both of her hands beneath the fabric, but she wanted to see what was underneath her clothes. Aiyana motioned for Sarah to take her clothes off since she didn't know what to do. Doing as Aiyana motioned, Sarah removed her simple, blue dress and her white undergarments that went to mid-knee, and over this was a loose-fitting corset that was below Sarah's breasts and went to her hips. She took off her black shoes with small heels and then rolled down her cotton stockings until she had them off her legs, leaving her completely nude in front of Aiyana. Aiyana sighed her approval as she gazed upon Sarah's voluptuous body with her large breasts and wide hips. Coming quite close to Sarah, Aiyana slid her fingers over Sarah's breasts and caressed them ever-so-gently like feathers. She then massaged them, squeezing their fullness with her hands, and despite herself Sarah's nipples became erect and hard beneath Aiyana's palms. Feeling Sarah's arousal, Aiyana smiled adoringly at Sarah. To enhance the sensation of her hands on Sarah's breasts, Aiyana moved her fingers forward until she had her hard, erect nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She stroked Sarah's nipples, she pulled lightly on them, and she traced a circular line around Sarah's large, pink areolas that were covered with gooseflesh. Sarah had closed her eyes, enjoying Aiyana's feeling her breasts; therefore, she didn't see Aiyana lower her head with open mouth and lick her right nipple, immediately sucking it into her hot, wet mouth. Startled, Sarah's eyes shot opened in surprise as Aiyana continued to suck her nipple. However, despite the pleasure, Sarah felt uncomfortable, and she squirmed her body under Aiyana's roaming hands and sucking mouth, but Aiyana lifted her head from Sarah's nipple and said, "Na," shaking her head from side to side. Sarah didn't need a translator to tell her what Aiyana had said to her; therefore, since she was tied to the post in the captive's wigwam and had no idea what fate awaited her, Sarah gave into her fears, knowing there was nothing she could say or do. As Sarah was coming to terms with herself and accepting her fate, Aiyana reached up and untied the leather strips on the top of her shoulders, and immediately the dress fell off her body and curled around her feet. Now Aiyana was standing nude in front of Sarah, and it was Sarah's turn to see a woman unlike herself. She had never seen someone of color before, but now she saw Aiyana's reddish-brown skin; the beauty of her face; the compactness of her small body; her small, pert breasts; and her womanly "V" covered with thick, black pubic hair. The contrast between them Sarah could not dismiss, and Aiyana's nipples standing erect and hard created a surge of sexual arousal in her. She had never seen a naked woman before, not even her mother, and now to see another woman standing nude just out of reach created mixed feelings inside Sarah. She kept looking at Aiyana's face, and then her breasts, and then her pussy. When Sarah saw Aiyana's nipples puff up and get hard from her touching and sucking her breasts and nipples, Sarah fully understood why Aiyana had come to the wigwam in which she was being kept, and in one sense she was relieved, but in another she didn't know what Aiyana was going to do since she had never been with either a woman or a man in a sexual way. All she knew was that as captive she was at the mercy of Aiyana who she did not know was the chief's wife. Aiyana continued to play with Sarah's breasts for a while, flipping her hard nipples back and forth and circling them with her fingertips. By hand signing she let Sarah know she wanted her to do the same to her breasts, and so with some trepidation Sarah reached out and cupped Aiyana's pert breasts in her hands, feeling for the first time the fleshy hardness of a woman's nipples and the soft, smoothness of her breasts other than her own. "Mmmmmmm," Aiyana moaned at Sarah's touch, knowing it would be useless to say anything to her since she wouldn't understand. Sarah knew the same, and so she moaned herself, joining Aiyana. Aiyana once more began to suck on Sarah's hard nipples, sending throughout Sarah sexual arousal she didn't know she had, especially having been brought up a prim and proper young, English lady. Sarah moaned again, only this time it came from deep within her passionate being, and it was more prolonged. This made Aiyana smile because she knew Sarah was becoming excited with her physical attention to her breasts, and she knew Sarah would respond with even more ecstatic sounds of pleasure once she had her head between her legs. Aiyana went from breast to breast, sucking each hard nipple, licking around Sarah's areolas, massaging her fleshy breasts, and burying her face between Sarah's cleavage. Sarah was in the midst of becoming lost with Aiyana's attention when she suddenly broke it off much to Sarah's surprise and disappointment. She looked at Aiyana with a look of "Why?" Aiyana pointed to Sarah's mouth and then at her breasts. "Ah, she wants me to suck her breasts as she did mine," Sarah thought correctly, regarding Aiyana's hand signal. However, to get Sarah to do what she wanted, Aiyana reached behind the back of her head with her right hand and pushed it forward towards her chest. Sarah didn't resist but allowed Aiyana to place her face onto her brown, pert breasts. She felt the warmth rising from Aiyana's skin as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick her erect nipples. This was the first time Sarah had her mouth on another's woman's breasts, and the nipple in her mouth felt firm but at the same time soft. She played with it for a while, but then on her own she sucked Aiyana's left nipple into her wet mouth and sucked on it, drawing the nipple, areola, and some surrounding flesh into it. This was only the second breast Sarah sucked on since she suckled on her mother's breast, and it felt strangely arousing, especially when she heard a long sigh of wanton pleasure escape from Aiyana, allowing Sarah know how well she was doing and how good it must feel to her to be having Sarah suck her breast. Sarah, as did Aiyana, divide her attention to both breasts, going from one to the other as well as licking between her cleavage. Several minutes had passed before Aiyana gently pushed Sarah's mouth off her breasts, and then they were looking at one another, each seeing in the other's eyes reflections of wanton desire. Aiyana reached out and took hold of Sarah's right shoulder and pushed on it, and Sarah, as inexperienced as she was when it came to sex, had no idea what Aiyana was doing or wanted. However, Aiyana kept pushing Sarah until with her left arm around her waist she laid her onto the dirt floor. Aiyana was now standing in full view of Sarah, and Sarah was looking up onto Aiyana's naked body, and her eyes focused on Aiyana's pussy with its forest of black pubic hair. Even though this sexually aroused Sarah, she still didn't know what Aiyana wanted or was going to do as she saw her looking down at her naked body. In the time that passes in taking several breaths, Aiyana walked forward and over Sarah's body until she stopped over her face. Aiyana reached down with her fingers and put the tips onto the lips of her pussy and spread them open, giving Sarah a full view of the inside of her vulva with its open vagina. Sarah was absolutely mesmerized by this since she had never seen the inside of a woman's pussy, not even hers with a mirror because from early childhood little girls were told those private parts were unclean and dirty. The Perils of Sarah However, Sarah saw nothing unclean or dirty about Aiyana's pussy. In fact, she marveled at the difference between Aiyana's reddish-brown skin and the crimson pink of the inside of her vulva, and that, too, excited her and increased her sexual arousal until she felt herself getting wet between her legs. Aiyana, while still holding her pussy lips open, slowly squatted until she was resting on Sarah's well-developed thighs. Then, and only then, did Aiyana take her fingers off her pussy lips which let them close together once more. Sitting on Sarah's legs, Aiyana looked down at her nakedness from her beautiful, fine, blonde hair to her to her slim waist that gave Sarah an hourglass figure with her ample breasts and fully, rounded hips. She was also captivated by Sarah's green eyes that were the color of leaves on a tree, unlike her brown eyes, the color of the bark. Having had her fill of Sarah's facial features, she put her hands onto Sarah's robust breasts once more, not believing with her eyes what her hands felt. Native American women usually had small breasts as Aiyana had. Therefore, it was only natural Aiyana wanted to touch and gently squeeze Sarah's breasts, but then she scooted backwards to get to that part of Sarah she really wanted to see and touch, her pussy. From Sarah's waist Aiyana scooted over her firm abdomen with her ass while she slid her hands off Sarah's breasts and down her sides. As Aiyana continued her downward journey over Sarah's body, she felt her soft pubic hair tickle her ass as she moved over it until she was sitting on Sarah's robust thighs that felt soft and warm. From this position Aiyana saw Sarah's hairy "V" that was covered with light, blonde hair. As if not believing what her eyes saw, Aiyana reached out and ran her fingers through it. How different Sarah's blonde pubic hair was to Aiyana's course, very dark pubic hair, and how enticing it was to her that there was such a contrast. Sarah's wrists were still tied but since she had enough length to allow her freedom to move about, it was not difficult for Aiyana to take Sarah's hands into her own and stretch them up beside her head while at the same time bending her body forward so that her face was over Sarah's. In her sexual excitement Aiyana began to lick Sarah all over her face, including her eyes, her nose, her ears, her cheeks, her lips, and her narrow chin. She also kissed down her lily-white neck where she stopped from time to time and sucked mouthfuls of skin between her lips and suck it into her mouth, leaving pink marks along the way. From her neck Aiyana kissed, licked, and sucked Sarah's shoulders, arms, armpits, once more her breasts, and over her soft, very white abdomen until her mouth reached the top line of Sarah's pubic hair that went from one hip to the other and down the cracks between her legs and abdomen. Here Aiyana drew her tongue across this top edge of Sarah's pubic hair, and she now smelled the sweet fragrance of her womanhood, and she salivated with anticipation of tasting Sarah's pussy. By now surges of never-before-known sexual energy ran throughout Sarah's young body that had never known such stimulation with hands, tongue, and mouth were possible, and yet as Aiyana continued her mouthing Sarah's stimulated pussy, Sarah couldn't hold in the groans of passion and desire she was feeling. For her it was an awakening to a whole new world of wanton, sensual fantasy. Until then Sarah had only thought and day dreamed about making love with another woman since she discovered at an early age she wasn't attracted to boys. These feelings followed her into her late teens and continued into the beginning of her twenties. Little did she know something like this would happen to her; although, she had day-dreams of being coerced or forced into having sex with one or more women. These conscious thoughts often were defined in her subconscious when she had erotic dreams. Here, however, she was with a woman whose face was buried in her pussy and who was eating it. As these carnal thoughts of times past went through Sarah's mind, Aiyana licked all over Sarah's pubic mound, wetting her golden hair with her saliva. When Aiyana moved her tongue down onto Sarah's asshole, she awakened her into present reality as she felt its wet softness tickling a place on her body she had never thought of as having something such as this done to it. Licking her asshole never occurred to her even during her daydreams of making love with another woman, but she had to admit it felt wonderfully good as well as decadently arousing. Tingles of excitement centered in her asshole, and it puckered under Aiyana's lingual stimulation. Aiyana continued licking and stabbing at it with the tip of her tongue, but by the time Sarah had gotten used to these wonderful sensations, Aiyana moved her tongue up between her ass cheeks to the beginning of her vulva where her pussy's big and little lips begin. Aiyana reached onto Sarah's pussy lips and spread them with her fingertips, opening her vulva to her sight and touch. She spread her vulva as far as she could and saw how deep the pink of her inner flesh was, and having seen Aiyana bent her head forward while at the same time opening her mouth and sticking out her wet tongue as far as it would go, and while holding onto Sarah's hips, Aiyana thrust her tongue into her vulva opening as far as it would go. She felt the warm tissue surround her tongue and the thin mucous membrane at the back that she managed to push her way through with little effort. Sarah lurched upward involuntarily at this intrusion of Aiyana's tongue into her virgin pussy which was the first thing that had ever entered her pussy, but she soon lowered her hips onto the ground and enjoyed the constant in-and-out thrust and withdrawal of Aiyana's tongue. The more and harder she did it, the better it felt. The better it felt, the more sexually aroused Sarah became until she was flowing pussy cream within her vaginal sheath that covered Aiyana's hungry tongue. With every deep thrust of Aiyana's tongue, her open mouth covered Sarah's vaginal opening, and she sucked on it as she withdrew her tongue close to the opening of Sarah's vagina. "Ooooooo, that feels so good. I've never had anyone do this before," Sarah said to Aiyana even though she knew Aiyana didn't know what she had just told her. Nevertheless, Aiyana knew by the way in which Sarah said her words that she was enjoying her eating her pussy. And she smiled, thinking that this was only the beginning of what they will have shared before the night was over. With these thoughts, Aiyana brought out her pussy-cream coated tongue, flattened it and began a slow journey between Sarah's pussy lips, spreading them open as she went. Along the way, she stopped to dip the tip of her tongue into Sarah's urethra and wiggle it around, knowing that this can be very sensitive with some women. When another moan escaped Sarah's mouth, only this time with a subtle sound of a hiss, Aiyana knew Sarah's urethra was sensitive, too, and what her tongue was doing to her was making her feel good. However, Aiyana's trail continued on, sliding the tip of her tongue from side to side as she worked her way to her goal, Sarah's clit. However, before she got there, Aiyana stopped to lick and suck on the little flaps or butterfly wings that were a part of her little lips. First, she'd suck each one separately, but then she took them both into her mouth and, drawing the two in as one, sucked on them together as if they were a large clit. By now Sarah was rolling her head back and forth in utter sexual frenzy, and when Aiyana reached her clit and quickly flipped the tip of her tongue over the sensitive head, Sarah pressed her forearms onto the ground for balance and threw her hips upward into Aiyana's face so that her mouth moved and completely covered Sarah's vibrating clit. "Ohhhhhh, god! Aiyana. Suck me. Suck me there," groaned Sarah from deep within her throat. At the same time, as Sarah was lowering her hips back onto the ground, she reached out and put her hands on Aiyana's head and firmly pressed her face between her legs and into her blonde pussy hair. In so doing, Aiyana sucked on Sarah's clit vigorously without stopping, and the more she sucked and flicked her clit, the greater was Sarah's need to expend her sexual energy into an orgasm, an orgasm she had never given herself while masturbating. "Yes, Aiyana. Make it happen. Make me cum," Sarah whispered seductively. Aiyana, still not having the faintest idea what Sarah's words meant, nevertheless, read her body language, and she knew the sound of pre-orgasmic joy. Aiyana knew she was close to orgasm, something she herself knew and loved to have and enjoy. Thus, Aiyana created suction with her mouth that became concaved, and she sucked Sarah's throbbing clit up into it, and after a few firm sucks by Aiyana on Sarah's clit, she cried out her orgasmic release. "Oh, yessss. You're helping me cum," Sarah shrieked, so loudly some in the village who were still around the campfire thought it was a wild animal crying out in the forest, but a sound they didn't recognize. "Cummminnnng!" Sarah shrieked again while at the same time she rolled back onto her hips that raised her ass with splayed legs that had Aiyana's head in between and causing her head to slip off her clit and move down where her face was over Sarah's vulva. Sarah reached out with her right hand and put her first two fingers onto her excited, vibrating clit and rubbed them back and forth very rapidly. She wanted to feel her clit when she came. Thus, with Sarah working on her clit with her fingers and Aiyana's mouth opened and her tongue licking up and down over Sarah's urethra and vagina, the force of her orgasm gushed out all over Aiyana's face. It splashed onto her hair, up her nose, and into her mouth, filling it with gush after gush of her clear ejaculate, another thing Sarah had never done before nor thought it were possible for a woman to do. Sarah slowly lowered her hips away from Aiyana's face and lay back on the ground that now had wet puddles in the dirt floor. Aiyana arose into a kneeling position between Sarah's splayed legs and looked at how wet she was between them. She also licked her lips and tasted the remains of what moisture was on them. It was minutes before Sarah came down from her sexually released high, getting her breath under control and her heart beating more normally. When Aiyana noted this, she took Sarah by her hands and brought her into a sitting position where she took her face between her hands, leaned over, and licked what ejaculate she had on her face. With both in an upright position they smiled at one another, each seeing the sparkle in the other's eyes. This sexual pleasure was a gift Sarah had never expected once captured by the warriors who killed her father and mother for whom she still mourned. She had thought she most likely would be tortured and burned at the stake as so many stories were told around the settlements and about which she had heard back in Philadelphia that seemed such a long time ago. However, she still didn't know what was to become of her. All she knew was the present. The rest would happen as it happened. Sarah didn't have to wait long before she found out what was to happen. Aiyana resumed standing before Sarah, and Sarah looked up at her body and still marveled at the differences between them as far as color of skin was concerned, but other than the color of their skin, countenance, and form, they both were women. There were sayings, she remembered, that beauty is only skin deep and in the eye of the beholder, and in Sarah's eyes Aiyana was, indeed, beautiful. Aiyana's skin was reddish-brown, or perhaps it was more the color of bronze. She had small, pert breasts with dark areolas and nipples. She had seen when Aiyana had taken off her dress under which there was no undergarment there was nothing to support them. Her features were small. Her face was narrow as were her nose and lips. Her body was well proportioned with a strong abdomen and well-formed legs. Aiyana was athletically built compared to Sarah's more robust shape with large breasts, narrow waist, and broad hips that matched her breast size. She had the perfect hourglass figure that was so popular during the mid-eighteenth century both abroad as well as in the Americas while Aiyana had the body of one who lived in the wild and knew not the luxuries of the whites. Sarah stared at Aiyana's beauty as she stood still before her, looking like a bronze statue, and Aiyana saw the pleasure in Sarah's eyes as she gazed at her with longing. This was good for what Aiyana was about to have Sarah do. While still keeping her eyes locked onto Sarah's, Aiyana took the few steps necessary to be standing at Sarah's feet. Sarah looked at Aiyana's pert breasts with her nipples obviously hard and erect. Her eyes were also riveted on Aiyana's pussy whose triangle was a thick maze of black pubic hair. Her pubic hair was so thick it hid her pussy lips. Sarah longed to have a closer look at Aiyana's pussy for which she didn't have to wait long. Aiyana spread her legs with Sarah's feet between them and then slowly shuffled her way towards Sarah's head until she was standing directly over her face. Now Sarah had a perfect view of Aiyana's pussy, and still intoxicated with her erotic pheromones Sarah slid her wanting hands up Aiyana's legs until they were grasping her thighs. Sarah licked her lips and ate Aiyana's pussy with her eyes. Seeing this, Aiyana reached down and put her fingers onto her pussy lips and spread them. This allowed Sarah a full view of her pussy. The edges of her pussy lips were darker than the full lips themselves, but when Aiyana opened her vulva so Sarah could have a complete look into her womanhood, Sarah saw the inside of Aiyana's pussy was pink as was hers. Sarah licked her lips again as Aiyana slowly bent her knees until the backs of her muscular calves touched her full thighs. From this squatting position Aiyana continued to lower herself until she was kneeling on the dirt floor with Sarah's face just inches away from her pussy. Sarah breathed deeply. Aiyana smelled like the wilderness in which she lived. She had a heavy, animal musk about her that Sarah couldn't recognize, not knowing Native Americans often coated their skin with bear grease to ward of mosquitoes and other biting insects. While these thoughts wandered through Sarah's mind, without warning Sarah felt a weight upon her face. "Umph!" Aiyana's pussy covered Sarah's mouth and nose completely as she rubbed her vulva all around Sarah's face, moaning in sexual ecstasy. Sarah slid her hands that had been on Aiyana's thighs onto her hips and lifted Aiyana a little so she could catch a breath. Aiyana wasn't finished fucking Sarah's face yet, however, and continued to move up and down on it. Now the two came to a moment of not understanding because of the language barrier; however, Aiyana leaned backwards so Sarah could look at her face and into her eyes. Sarah appreciated the respite of Aiyana's face fucking her, allowing her to breathe more easily rather than in periodic gasps. Aiyana brought her right hand up to her face with her index finger and thumb coming together and making the shape of an open vulva. She then stuck out her tongue and put it through this opening and made licking motions. She then pointed to Sarah's face, touched her lips, and then to her pussy, giving a positive nod of her head. Sarah watched what Aiyana had done and knew what she wanted. "She wants me to eat her pussy as she did mine," Sarah thought. Having wanted to do this, Sarah looked back at Aiyana and shook her hear yes. She then made the same vulva form with her index finger and thumb as had Aiyana and stuck her tongue through it, licking up and down. Aiyana, knowing what she wanted and needed and what Sarah had agreed to do, bent forward so that her hands rested on the ground with her ass raised and facing backwards so her pussy was directly over Sarah's face. This was as close a look at another woman's pussy Sarah ever had. She had tried looking at her pussy, but even with a mirror it was difficult. Thus, Aiyana's pussy hypnotized Sarah as she brought it towards her face with her hands on Aiyana's ass. Sarah dipped her head and moved it slightly backward and started licking from Aiyana's asshole, along her perineum, and up to her vulva, that was by now coated with her pussy cream. Still smelling the heavy scent of bear grease and also feeling the grease against her cheeks, Sarah, nevertheless, wouldn't be denied the joys of tasting another woman. Thus, she stuck out her tongue and quickly thrust it into Aiyana's vaginal sheath. This was unfamiliar territory for Sarah, so she took her time exploring the inside of Aiyana's pussy canal. The first thing she noticed with the sensitive tip of her probing tongue were little ridges on the top just an inch or so. She stopped to play with them for a while, but then curious as to what lay ahead, she continued. However, she knew her tongue wasn't long enough to go as far as she wanted, and so she brought her right hand up between Aiyana's legs and worked her first two fingers inside Aiyana's vagina, passing her tongue as they went by. When she felt a soft, spongy area just beyond the ridges with the pads of her fingertips, Sarah withdrew her tongue in order to give her fingers greater access to Aiyana's pussy. This spongy spot felt as if there was liquid above it, and when she pressed up on it, it dropped back down. Sarah didn't know what she was feeling inside Aiyana's pussy, but when she heard Aiyana moaning while she played with this spot, she knew it was making her feel sexually aroused. Thus, Sarah continued to rub the soft spot and circle it with her fingers. Still curious, however, about what lay beyond this soft spot, Sarah moved her fingers deeper into Aiyana's vaginal canal until she came to a round object that had a small indentation in the middle whose body continued to the back wall of the womb. Sarah pressed her fingers against the wall but then came back to the object with the small hole in front. She began rubbing it with her fingers, once more making Aiyana moan and groan in ecstatic pleasure. To heighten the pleasure Sarah circled this body with her fingers, going around and around its smooth tissue. After withdrawing her fingers back through Aiyana's pussy hole to almost the beginning of her vagina, Sarah began an in-out motion with them, going as deeply as she could on the in stroke and to the opening on the out stroke. By now Aiyana was impaling herself onto Sarah's fingers each time she thrust her fingers all the way into her vaginal sheath. In the midst of Aiyana's erotic highs, Sarah had become so very sexually aroused again she started fingering her own pussy with her left hand. Now Sarah had fingers of both hands at work on a pussy, Aiyana's and hers. Aiyana filled the captive wigwam with guttural moans and groans. They were so loud a third person opened the leather flap that closed the opening, thinking someone was torturing the prisoner, and stepped inside, waiting at first to let the eyes get accustomed to the shadowed light inside. Instead of torturing the prisoner this person saw Aiyana sitting on the prisoner's face while she ate her pussy. "Gaho! (Mother)," Chepi cried out in utter amazement. Aiyana turned her head quickly to the sound of her daughter's voice, but she could not stop rocking her dripping pussy back and forth on Sarah's cum-coated face. The feeling was too good and sexually arousing. In fact, Aiyana felt the beginning of her orgasm building deep inside her, searching for its way out. The Perils of Sarah Aiyana told her daughter not to be too shocked since the two of them had shared sexual pleasure many times since she was a woman of eighteen and free to give herself to any in the tribe, female or male. Since Chepi (fairy) was without a man, she lived in the wigwam with her mother and father, enjoying being the daughter of the chief of the village and tribe. Aiyana motioned her daughter to come forward and stand in front of her and Sarah. Already tingling with sexual arousal Chepi did as her mother told her to do, and she put herself in front of her mother where she was able to look down at the female captive who was eating her mother's pussy. Her blonde hair in sharp relief to her mother's bronze skin made quite a sensual contrast. This erotic sight aroused Chepi even more, and she put her right hand underneath her calf skin dress that was fringed and decorated with many colorful beads and started masturbating. Chepi felt her pussy was already wet, and the touch of her fingers on her clit made her come sensually alive and wanting to have an orgasm. She was always ready to have an orgasm since she was always sexually aroused. Aiyana motioned to Chepi to take off her dress which she did quite easily since all she had to do was untie the leather thongs at the top of each shoulder and let it fall to the ground at her feet, leaving her as naked as the day she had been born. Although, now at eighteen Chepi had filled out quite nicely with firm, young breasts topped with nut-brown nipples and darker areolas. She had a beautiful face with deep, dark eyes and shiny, coal black hair that fell towards her waist. Her abdomen was taught yet had that attractive rise to it that blended into a narrow waist. Unlike her mother who had dark, thick pubic hair, Chepi's pussy was covered with finer, softer brown pubic hair. Sarah heard the two women talking, but she didn't know who they were and what they were to one another. She certainly would never have guessed they were mother and daughter. Not since they were both engaged in a sexual activity. What Sarah did know was this increased sexual activity aroused her more which caused her to increase the speed and pace of her fingering her pussy. Chepi continued to finger her aroused clit, making it more and more sensitive, hard, and erect so that it came completely from under its protective hood, and her pussy was more and more wet. From time to time Chepi wet her fingers and lowered her hand down on her pussy and shoved her first two fingers up inside her vagina to collect her pussy cream that she would then bring up to her mouth and suck clean. Chepi loved the taste of a woman's pussy whether it was hers or someone else's. However, she did prefer having another woman go down on her so she could cum into her mouth or go down on another woman and taste the fruits of her feminine gifts. There were a few times, however, as a novelty, Chepi let the village's transvestites have a go at eating her pussy. In Native American cultures there was more acceptance of everyone in their own tribe, including transvestites. In fact, transvestites were not only accepted, but they were said to be of the two-spirit world, and having been seen as such, these transvestites would lead a life of a woman, dressing like a woman and doing a woman's work. A shaman sometimes tutored one who became a healer, too. Often then to have transvestites in their culture was seen as a blessing. Aiyana through her sexual mask saw how her daughter was working with her fingers to get herself off and, knowing this was not the most enjoyable way, motioned for her to come to her. Chepi did as her mother motioned her to do and walked forward until she was standing in front of her mother with her pussy directly in front of her mother's face. While still rocking back and forth on Sarah's face as she continued to work towards her orgasm, she reached out, put her hands onto her daughter's ass, and pulled her forward while at the same time she spread her legs so that her pussy lips opened like petals of a flower. She then brought her daughter's pussy right into her face where she immediately took Chepi's tantalizing clit into her warm, wet mouth and sucked. Her mother's sucking was an instantaneous sexual shock for Chepi, and she cried out with pleasure as she put her hands on the back of her mother's head and pressed her pussy even further onto her mother's cream-covered face. Now there were three women in the wigwam working towards their orgasms while at the same time doing things with their fingers, mouths, and tongues to help. The whole inside of the wigwam smelled of sweat and sex, but the three women reveled in it. It was their smell, their sweat, and their sex. As Sarah was doing Aiyana's pussy, Chepi's mother shoved her two fingers completely into her vagina and finger-fucked her daughter at a frenzy pace, feeling the soft spot filling with her body's fluid. She didn't know what happened or what it was. Aiyana knew only that when a woman had her orgasm, clear water sometimes shot out of her pussy. However, this was Aiyana's time for her orgasm. Her thighs started to tremor and feel weak. She felt her sexual hunger concentrated in a rhythmic flow of erotic energy that began deep within her, but she felt that energy working its way through her body to its appointed place. "Ahyeeeee! Ahyeeee!," cried Aiyana through her open mouth as Sarah sucked her swollen pussy lips in between her mouth, following up with a suck on her clit. Aiyana's sexual cries bouncing back off the round walls of the wigwam stimulated both Sarah and Chepi, causing them to work harder for their orgasms so all three of them could have them about the same time. As Aiyana felt the first wave of her orgasm hit her, she clenched her teeth in pleasure, and grabbed her daughter's ass harder in her hands that shoved Chepi's clit and surrounding skin further into her mouth. This set off Chepi's orgasm, and with her standing with her pussy in her mother's face, her first orgasmic shudder shot a full load of clear fluid out of her vulva into her mother's mouth, some of it going down her throat while more squirted out onto her face from which it dripped down onto her breasts. Like a chain reaction Aiyana's vaginal muscles contracted and as a sign of her orgasmic pleasure, she rocked her clit out of Sarah's mouth and sat up straight so Sarah's mouth was directly under Aiyana's vagina and urethra. On the second contraction of her muscles, Aiyana cried out as she shot a really full load of her clear liquid directly into Sarah's mouth and down her throat. She couldn't tell her, but she wanted Sarah to take it all! Her clit kept vibrating and vibrating extreme sexual energy as it seemed as if her orgasm would have no end. Now, as Aiyana was squirting her fluid into Sarah's wide-open mouth with her lips clamped around her urethra and vagina, Sarah rubbed her clit back and forth very rapidly until waves of erotic energy washed over her, and she felt as if she were being taken down into the sea by a gigantic wave, its energy curling and washing over her. Sarah shoved her two fingers as far into her vagina as she could, and moving them in and out she felt her fingers getting wet. When she pulled them to the outer edge of her vagina, the water followed her fingers and ran down her hand and between her ass cheeks. As the minutes passed the three calmed down and relaxed. Chepi staggered back from her mother's face, and this allowed Aiyana to get off Sarah's very wet face, and when she tried to get to her feet, her legs were weak and stiff from having knelt on Sarah's face for so long. Sarah, on the other hand, who had been lying down, felt a peaceful calm come over her, had she no trouble standing; although, she was still tied to the pole and, therefore, could not go far. Unfortunately, this peaceful calm Sarah was feeling didn't last very long. Someone knocked on a part of the wooden frame of the wigwam and waited for permission to enter. Once given by Aiyana, the young brave who had jumped up onto the wagon after Sarah's mother and father had been killed cast aside the doorway covering and entered the wigwam. He had also led Sarah through the forest to the village and had her put into the captive's wigwam where he tied her wrists with leather straps and secured the ends to a wooden pole near the center where the fire was made and food was cooked. In the top of the rounded thatched roof was a square section that could be opened to let the smoke from the fire escape to the outside. Sarah's eyes opened wide with fear when she saw he was still wearing black war paint on his face that gave him a menacing look. Her body shook as she watched him talking with Aiyana and pointing towards her, and she wondered what they were talking about and what was going to happen to her now. Aiyana said something to him which, of course, Sarah didn't understand, but she could tell both agreed with whatever it was about which they had been talking. The brave walked over to Sarah and untied the ends of the leather straps holding each wrists securely, and he pulled up on them with enough force to make Sarah get up onto her feet. He then turned and walked towards the doorway, pulling Sarah behind him. She was still completely naked. Aiyana and Chepi who had put their dresses back on followed, and the four of them walked towards the center of the village where the people had gathered and had been hooting and singing since Sarah was brought into the village. In the center of the circle was a large fire with a long, round pole standing up in the ground in front of the fire. When the crowd saw Sarah being dragged towards them by the brave and seeing her lily-white, naked body, they all got up on their feet and began to shout, hoot, and trill, causing their voices to reverberate throughout the village and beyond into the forest. Drums joined the voices and beat a rhythm to which the people kept time. With Sarah stumbling behind the brave, he pulled her through the crowd and led her to the pole where he took his tomahawk and swung it forward so that it sunk deeply into the pole. He had aimed it so closely that it just missed Sarah's head. He wanted her to see it pass before her eyes and hear its thud into the pole. Now petrified and thinking he was going to kill her with the tomahawk, he tied her wrists onto the end of the tomahawk that was imbedded at an angle into the wood. He then left her standing alone naked in front of all the people of the village with fear as her only company. The flames of the blazing fire behind her cast dancing shadows upon the ground, and Sarah saw them writhing above her as her fear mounted within and quickened her very soul. She also felt the intense heat of the fire on her body. All eyes were riveted on her as the people began their dance around the fire with Sarah in the middle, and as each passed her, they looked intently at her nakedness and marveled at her white skin; green eyes; long, blonde hair; her large breasts; and her light, blonde pubic hair. She was the first white woman they had ever seen, and they noticed all the differences between Sarah and themselves. As they passed some often hissed or shrieked at her, sending chills of gooseflesh over body. Strangely enough the largest gooseflesh formed around Sarah's areolas, not from erotic senses but from fear. Sarah didn't know this, but usually these victory dances lasted throughout the night, and so she was in for quite an ordeal about which she could only imagine. She heard of captives being tortured unmercifully and kept alive for days while others suffered an agonizing death after they were finished with them. With these images going through Sarah's mind as she watched the people go around and around her and heard their vocal cries splitting the peace of the night, her thoughts were about her father and mother whom they had killed, how she was sexually abused by Aiyana and Chepi even though she experienced great sexual enjoyment once she was caught up in sharing her body with Aiyana and then with Chepi joining them. What she didn't know was that Aiyana was the chief's wife and Chepi was their daughter, but she did know they both enjoyed making love with other women. She also didn't know Aiyana had already talked with her husband Mingan (gray wolf), telling him she wanted the white girl to be her slave and sex slave to which Mingan had agreed. However, he told her the white girl still had to go through the ordeal of a white prisoner in order to keep peace and face within the tribe. To this Aiyana agreed. Her husband had to keep both his integrity and authority as chief. It was usual that the brave who brought in a captive had the right to claim that person as his property, male or female. Therefore, Mingan would have to speak to the young brave on his wife's behalf. Sarah pulled on her leather straps as if she could escape, but nevertheless her fear just didn't let her stand still and be on display for all the hungry eyes to see. What Sarah didn't know was this was going to be the least of her worries and discomfort. Female prisoners were mistreated and tortured by the women of the tribe, and for them to have a white woman to torture was a rare opportunity, one they enjoyed immensely. Thus, as the group continued its singing and dancing, the women took thin, wooden sticks into their hands and went to Sarah and began to beat her, leaving red welts just about all over her body, including her breasts, her ample ass, and around her pussy. To add to this pain and torture young warriors stuck their spear points into the fire's flames and burning embers until they were white hot and then went to Sarah and waved them in front of her face, getting them so close Sarah felt the singeing heat. To show Sarah how hot the spear points were and to heighten her fear some of the more sinister ones placed the points onto the wooden pole to which Sarah was tied and pressed them against it until the wood began to smolder and burn, and then they slowly slid the white hot spear point upward past Sarah's face so she could see the flame and feel the heat. Sarah screamed and screamed in utter fear as she twisted from side to side away from the spear that was closer to her face. Just as Sarah was close to passing out, the braves stopped their brand of torture and gave her back to the women. Now those who loved women the way Aiyana and Chepi did went up to Sarah and felt her large breasts and pinched her nipples. This new pain awakened other senses in Sarah as the women caressed her body all over, but especially when they caressed her pussy with their fingers, rubbing her clit, sliding them up and down between her pussy lips, and thrusting their fingers inside her pussy that they found to be quite wet. Therefore, with sexual excitement they brought their fingers out of Sarah's vagina, brought them to their mouths, and sucked them clean of Sarah's pussy cream. Some became so sexually aroused they got their hands beneath their dresses and shoved their fingers inside their own pussies, collecting their pussy cream onto their fingers from which they either licked it off or shared it one with another. After they had their fingers covered with more of their pussy cream, they went to Sarah and brought them up to her mouth and forced them inside for her to lick them clean. If she tried to resist, she got a whack of the stick that raised another red welt on her tender, white skin. Therefore, she cleaned the fingers of pussy cum of each and every woman who hoped for a day when she would have the pleasure of making love with her. Some of the more excited ones revealed their bronze breasts, and if they could get them to Sarah's mouth, they'd shove them into Sarah's face and force their nipples into her mouth on which to suck, and, by now, Sarah did not resist since she knew the consequences that she would receive from the women. This prolonged torture Sarah had to endure went on throughout the night until the fist light of dawn shone in the eastern sky and began to chase the darkness out of the forest that would climb up and over the mountains. It was then the night of Sarah's torture came to an a merciful end, and when she was taken down from the tomahawk that had been holding her thongs to the pole, her arms from wrists to shoulders felt numb and like dead weight, and she found it difficult to move both her arms and legs. Therefore, two warriors dragged Sarah by the leather thongs still tied around her wrists back to the captive's wigwam where she collapsed onto the dirt floor, exhausted from her ordeal but grateful she had not been killed, only there were times when the torture was so unbearable, Sarah had wished she were dead. Sarah's eyes were just closing in sleep when she felt a hand on her body. With effort she opened her eyes and saw Aiyana with a bowl in her hand. She pointed to it and then to her mouth to sign that she was offering Sarah a drink. Sarah let Aiyana put the bowl to her parched lips and drank the cool water thirstily. Aiyana then brought forth another bowl that had pulled deer meat mixed with maize mush in it, but when Sarah reached for it with hands shaking and her arms still difficult to control, Aiyana dipped her first two fingers into the food and fed it to Sarah two fingers at a time. Sarah was so hungry she devoured the food and washed it down with more water. She hadn't eaten since the attack on the wagon almost two days before this night of horrors. After allowing Sarah to drink and eat, Aiyana laid her down onto a rug she had brought with her so she wouldn't have to lie on the dirt floor anymore, and she removed her restraining leather straps, signing to her not to try to escape; although, Aiyana knew Sarah was in no shape to run away. Once Sarah was lying down, Aiyana brought yet a third bowl that had a mixture of bear grease and blackwort (comfrey) and began applying it gently on Sarah's red welts and bruises. Her hands felt so soft to Sarah, and under Aiyana's skilled fingers, Sarah relaxed her tense muscles and quickly fell asleep. Sarah slept throughout the day, oblivious to the world and all that she had endured the past few days. The sun was going down in the west, bringing shadows throughout the forest with it, and the smell of burnt wood still lingered in the air from the large fire that had been burned the night before during Sarah's torture but that now were smoldering embers. While Sarah slept, Chief Mingan had called for Ohanko (reckless) to come to his wigwam. The gist of their conversation was telling Ohanko his wife Aiyana desired to have the white woman as her slave, and he told Ohanko he would give him two, fine deer skins to help keep him warm in winter and one of those sharp, steel knives sold at the trading post. Even though Ohanko wanted the white woman for himself either for a slave or a wife and felt he should have her since he was the first to grab her and bring her back to the village which was as it should be, he knew he couldn't refuse the wishes of not only his chief but his wife's as well. Thus, Ohanko reluctantly agreed with the trade and left Mingan's wigwam dejected. While Mingan and Ohanko were having their conversation, Aiyana and Chepi went to the prisoner's wigwam to see how Sarah was and if she were awake. Each brought her more food and water, and Aiyana had a new fine, deer skin dress embroidered with colored beads and soft, long fringe for Sarah that she could wear once her wounds were not so tender. In the meantime Sarah could wear her lightweight, white undergarment to cover her nakedness. Sarah smiled and was actually glad to see Aiyana and Chepi again since they were the only two who had shown her any kindness despite the fact Aiyana sexually raped her. Before it was over, Sarah's sexual arousal took over that gave in to her own fleshly desires, and she found out what it was like to make love with another woman, something about which she had wondered for years.