【I Married a Savage】(05) Author: assistant

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Jessica waved in response, and after washing herself, she walked back to the village alone. When she reached the hut,
Bigfoot . Jessica went inside, dried herself, and took out a comb from her backpack to comb her hair, spending time
untangling the knots until her fingers could easily run through her hair. A dark shadow blocked
the light , and Jessica put the comb aside. She looked up and saw a Bigfoot she didn't recognize.

"Hmm... hello?" Jessica said. "Can I help?"

"You've forgotten me?"

Jessica recognized the voice, and she laughed. "Of course not, Erga. Last night, I just didn't have a chance
to see you clearly. Human eyes don't see very well in the dark."

Erga smiled and walked into the hut, sitting opposite her. “Yes, I missed you again.”

“Really? I missed you too,” Jessica said, “thinking about what you did to me last night.”

“You liked it.”

“Yes, I talked to Beda today.”

Urga’s smile vanished, and he became uneasy. “What did she say to you?”

“You made her beg for orgasm,” Jessica said, crossing her legs. “Is that true?”

“Yes,” Urga said seriously.

“That sounds interesting.”

Seeing the surprised look on Urga’s face, Jessica laughed. “You want me to do that to you?”

Jessica nodded. “That’s exactly what I want, and I want you to do whatever you want with me. Treat me like your
prisoner, you can do whatever you want.” She smiled at Urga. “I want to see what you do.

”

“Now?” Urga asked her with a smile.

Jessica shrugged. “Of course, why not?”

She stood up and searched around the sleeping bag for a while, then pulled out a bundle of rope. “Try this.”

Urga clearly liked the idea; his penis began to react, growing larger and harder,
pointing upwards at her. “Kneel down,” he commanded, taking the rope. “Turn around and face away from me.”

Jessica immediately complied, kneeling and turning her back to him. She felt a surge of excitement and stimulation as
Urga grabbed her wrists, pulling them behind her back and quickly binding them tightly with the rope. Jessica gasped
as Urga forcefully pressed her elbows together, immobilizing her, which caused her nipples to stand erect
. “Wow,” Jessica gasped, growing increasingly excited. “You really know how to tie knots,”

Urga laughed. “You can’t do anything on your own until I untie you,” he said, reaching out to alternately
fondle her breasts.

Jessica moaned, struggling to break free of the ropes binding her, simply because it felt
better . There was no escape now; she knew Urga was much stronger than her, and she was utterly powerless to resist. She could run,
but he could easily catch her. As she thought this, her nipples were being alternately played with by fingers, causing
Jessica to become wet. "Oh, God," she moaned, writhing her hips, trying to rub
her clitoris harder.

Suddenly, Jessica turned to face Urga, who was smiling at her. "You're so alluring.

Now suck me with your mouth." He took a small step back, leaning against the wall, and Jessica
knelt and crawled toward his penis. Her hands were bound, and she almost fell, but the massive penis pointed at her,
oozing a clear fluid that encouraged her to keep going. Jessica leaned closer to the penis, rubbing her face against it,
then sliding her tongue along its base, the strong musky scent exciting her.

Urga's hands were buried in her soft hair, careful not to hurt Jessica. "Deeper,
suck me all the way in," he shouted, his eyes fixed on her.

Her hands buried in her hair intensified Jessica's desire, and she sucked with all her might, hoping to please this Bigfoot
savage—the ruler. She sucked the penis into her mouth as quickly as she could. Jessica moaned incessantly, trying to open
her mouth wider so that Erga's penis could penetrate deeper. She sucked on his shaft while licking and slapping the
hard . Jessica could feel the terrifyingly large glans pounding against the back of her throat; she
felt suffocated, but she quickly adapted and mastered the rhythm of her sucking.

With her hands bound behind her back, this was a completely different experience. Unable to support herself with her hands,
she jerked her head forward, pushing the thick penis deeper and deeper into her mouth until it was fully
inside. Jessica continued to moan incoherently; her vulva was now dripping with vaginal fluid, but
she was powerless to reach there or beg for Erga's touch, her mouth completely stuffed with his penis.

This thought excited Jessica even more, making her suck the penis faster and harder.

Urga howled and groaned above Jessica, grabbing her hair and shoving her head back and forth, his penis inside her mouth.

Jessica was completely under his control; Urga was using her body to please himself.

Jessica had never felt anything like this before. Many men had made her feel played with and humiliated. But
when Urga violated her, she felt…desire and vitality. Jessica knew that although Urga treated her this way,
he liked her. Submitting to Urga like this felt like receiving a gift from him.

Before long, Urga's moans grew more rapid, his huge penis throbbing in her mouth. Then, thick,
hot semen surged into her throat like scalding waves. Jessica frantically swallowed the semen to avoid choking
. Urga pulled his penis out, grabbing her hair, and gently pushed Jessica away, but the force was
enough to knock her to the ground. "You did a really good job," Urga said happily.

"Th…thank you," Jessica responded breathlessly. Her eyes were wide open; his
penis was still hard, even though he had just ejaculated in her mouth. Jessica lay where she had fallen, waiting for his
next move. Her instinct was to break free of the ropes binding her; the ropes, and her predicament, excited her.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Urja asked, then came closer.

"Oh God, I do," Jessica moaned, spreading her legs.

"Beg me,"

Jessica said, enduring the pain and complying. "Please, Urja," she gasped. "Please, I want that
hard vaginal conqueror inside me. I want you to rape me! Please, please." More desires escaped Jessica's lips.
Before she could even beg shamelessly, her ankles were grabbed and pulled away. Jessica lay on the ground, her bound
hands pressed beneath her, her legs spread wide, placed on either side of Urga's body. His penis was aimed at her vulva,
grinding against it, and Jessica moaned as she pressed herself against it, trying to penetrate
deeper .

"Stop," Urga commanded. Jessica sobbed in dissatisfaction, but obediently stopped.

She bit her lip as the penis pierced her inch by inch, stretching her vaginal canal
to the point of tearing. She cried out, feeling completely filled.

"You like this?" Urga stopped and asked. "Answer me."

"Oh, fuck me, yes!" Jessica moaned. "That's good, please, please fuck me. Oh, God,
please!"

Without further pleading, Urga pulled out slightly, then quickly thrust in again, leaving
Jessica breathless. It was
incredible that and each time it became easier than the last. Jessica's narrow vagina gripped Urja's
penis tightly, and as he thrust inside her, Jessica could feel the veins on his penis rubbing against her wet
inner walls. The shaft of his penis rubbed against her clitoris from another angle, and her bound position only increased her
need . Jessica was screaming and shouting; she thought the whole village probably knew what was happening, but she
didn't care. Jessica only wanted it not to end, or to end in a dreamlike orgasm.

"You can't orgasm until you beg me," Urja yelled, panting as he thrust into her again. "You
understand?"

Jessica nodded frantically. "Yes, oh God! Please, Urja. Let me orgasm! I can't…
oh, fuck me! Please. I want to die! Please!" she pleaded and wailed shamelessly, desperately
demanding more. Jessica's climax was building; she desperately wanted it, almost reaching it.

"Climax for me," Urga commanded urgently. Without further prompting, Jessica screamed in
release , a gush of fluid escaping her lips as she cursed as it ground against the massive penis inside her.

Urga's thrusts became faster and harder, desperately pushing himself towards climax. Soon, Urga
ejaculated thick semen inside Jessica, her vagina unable to fully contain it, a large amount of semen seeping out and splashing
onto the floor. Jessica's arms ached from the weight above her, a dull ache she had felt from the start. She
struggled to breathe, trying to get enough air into her lungs. Urga was pulling away from Jessica and helping her up.

"How did it feel?" he asked softly, his voice softening again.

Jessica nodded. "Oh my god, it was wonderful. You're incredible."

He smiled, brushing the hair from her face. “The chief will be back soon, I’ll untie you.”

“No, leave it?” Jessica said. “I…I need to talk to him about this, it’s a
good start.”

Ulga nodded and stood up. “Good, I’ll come back to you.”

She smiled at him and rolled to the side. “I’ll look forward to it.”

Bigfoot hummed an off-key tune as he left the hut, and Jessica smiled and closed her eyes to rest.

A sound startled her from her peaceful rest, and she looked up to see the chief standing above her. “Who
did this to you?” he asked.

“He tied you up! How could he do this? You’re not his!”

Jessica flinched a little, because he was right. She was the chief’s mate, but Jessica also understood her
feelings for Ulga. “Look,” she whispered. “Just…untie me, let’s talk.” As Bigfoot untied
the ropes, Jessica still rubbed her hands together, getting the blood flowing back into her arms.

The chief sat down beside her, looking at her with concern. “What’s going on?”

Jessica explained the concepts of sexual fetishes, submission, and domination, telling Uga how she enjoyed these practices,
and how she enjoyed them too. Jessica decided to disregard the leader’s feelings and let him accept a new
concept .

“Our women don’t like him like that,” the leader told her, stroking the rope marks on her arm. “
They don’t want to submit to him.”

“I know,” Jessica said. “But I really don’t mind.”

A sad look crossed Bigfoot’s face, and Jessica quickly wrapped her arms around him. “But I
like us like that too,” she assured him. “It’s no worse than Uga’s, just different. I like both.

”

“You want to be his partner too?”

Jessica paused. She knew it wasn’t right. “I don’t know,” she said softly. “I like him,
but I like you first. I’m yours now, and you’ll want other women too.”

“Yes, all the men want to be with you.”

“No, they just want to fuck me,” Jessica corrected. “Berga and the others won’t care about me, but
you will, and I think Erga will too.”

Bigfoot sighed. “It’s up to you, Jessica. I’ll agree with you.”

Jessica nodded. She had expected him to say that. That’s how charming the leader was, at least to her.

Now she had what she wanted.

Caroline

parked the car at the campsite, the last place Jessica had been. She searched the area. There was enough
evidence that Jessica had been there, including the remnants of a fire and a dusty pink pair of underwear. Then
Caroline was filled with fear. Had someone raped her sister? Had Richard done it?
Judging , no one had been there for some time.

“Jessica!” she cried. “Jessica, can you hear me?”

There was no response except for her voice echoing through the vast forest. Caroline was complaining, but
she hadn’t expected it to be so easy. A determined look appeared on Caroline’s face as she began to carefully examine the terrain
, trying to find some clues to prove what had happened here. Something caught her
attention , and she bent down to examine the footprints she had found. They weren't human-shaped, and larger than anything she'd ever seen—
at least twice the size of her own footprints.

This forest had all sorts of legends, but other forests were too, and Caroline never
cared . Nobody believed in them—Bigfoot, or similar creatures, whatever people
called them. As a wilderness explorer, Caroline wasn't easily fooled by such things, even if there were...
Few people claimed to have seen Bigfoot; they were either drunk or on drugs, or con artists trying to scam money.

Walking around the campsite, Caroline found more footprints, all enormous. Some pointed to where
Jessica had pitched her tent, while others were further away, the upturned soil indicating something had made
them stand in a circle, the footprints away from the fire. Through careful examination, Caroline noticed more
footprints leading deeper into the woods.

There was no other choice but to follow the footprints and see what they might find. Caroline locked her bike and
slung her backpack over her shoulder. Thankfully, she had her hiking boots on, and stepped into the woods, traversing fallen branches and climbing rocks.

Luckily, a path remained where the footprints disappeared, the crushed leaves pointing the way.
The path widened, clearly indicating there would be many… whatever. Caroline grew increasingly worried about her
sister, knowing her past fears and isolation.

"They can't escape," Caroline muttered to herself as she walked. "Take care, Jess, I
need you safe and sound." She continued forward, tilting her head back to listen for the sound of the stream or something else. More
footprints appeared, and Caroline walked towards the sound of water.

She was getting closer.

(To be continued)

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