Captured: Part 3

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Chapter 4…

 

When I returned to the cages, I was placed in the cell near the Beast, and Tim was taken to the cell opposite. Several female gorillas were in the cell next to Tim and they were curious of their new neighbour. Lisa introduced Tim to the gorillas. “Tim, this is Molly, and that one is Rose. Which one do you like?” Lisa asked.

“For Christ sake, they’re gorillas, what’s to like? Gorillas all look the same to me,” Tim complained.

“It’s like this, Tim, you choose to because you’re going to make babies with her.”

“You’re out of your fucking mind,” Tim spat.

Lisa remained patient, and continued in a calm voice. “Tim, your choices are very limited at this moment. You either screw those she apes, or we have no further use for you. Do you understand, no further use?”

This time Tim said nothing, he just stared intently at Lisa trying to fathom what the intent was behind her words. Finally he appeared to decide. “I can’t do that, I can’t screw a gorilla.”

“But. Tim, you can,” Lisa chided. “They’re really gentle animals, and both girls are in season. Your pecker is longer than a gorilla, so I’m sure they’ll be glad to accommodate you, if you’re patient and gentle.”

Tim laughed nervously, “No, no way. I can’t do that. Not with a gorilla.”

“I’ll let Molly in with you, get friendly with her and see what happens.”

“I have to do this don’t I?” Tim needed reassuring that he really had no alternative.

Lisa just nodded. “I’ll let Molly in, and see what happens. I’ll stay in here with you. I’ll even help you if there is a problem.”

Tim looked nervous, and even though he couldn’t bring himself to forgive me, I wanted to let him know that what he was being forced to do was not going to affect the way I felt about him. “It’s Okay, Tim, just be careful. I love you,” I called, and got a quick nervous glance from him.

Lisa let the young female gorilla into the enclosure. Molly sidled around the close confines of the cage until she was as far as she could get away from Tim and Lisa.

“Okay, Tim, make friends with her,” Lisa encouraged.

Tim is wearing only the loin cloth he had been given days we arrived sidled ever so slowly toward the hairy beast. She let him approach, but seemed wary. When Tim was right next to the female he stopped.

“Groom her, Tim, use your fingers and look for things in her fur, That’s what apes do,” Lisa encouraged. “She’s been in the lab, and is used to humans touching her.”

Tim reached out tentatively and the squatting girl ape lets him search through her soft fur. As Tim became bolder in his attention to the Gorilla, she in turn became curious about Tim. Her attention was drawn by the loin cloth and she grabbed hold of it and peeked under the covering. For a moment, Tim stopped his fondling of the females fur and watched what she was doing. I saw Tim draw a deep breath as his tummy sucked in. The girl Gorilla was gently playing with his penis and from my partly restricted view I could see that it was erect.

“Tim,” Lisa called softly, “Try to finger her.” Tim’s hand slid carefully down the round gorilla stomach until it was lost to my sight in her fury groin. “Can you feel her?” Lisa called softly.

“Yes, I’ve found her cunt, and she’s all wet,” he replied in a muffled whisper as his face was buried in the gorillas shoulder fir.

“Okay, now slip in behind her and see if you can lift her hips enough to let her sit on your lap.” Lisa instructed.

As Tim began to sidle behind the Gorilla she let his raging erection go and turned her head to see what Tim was doing. On his knees behind the girl gorilla Tim was beginning to become more confident. Without further instruction he placed both hands under the females hips and to everyone’s surprise, she lay face down with her palms flat on the ground and her behind presents to Tim.

Without further encouragement from Lisa, Tim caught hold of the She Gorilla hips and directed his hard penis at the exposed, puffy gorilla pussy.

“Be careful, Tim,” I called

“Don’t rush, just press in slowly see how much of you she can take.” Lisa added

I saw Tim’s face screw up with effort, as he moved his hips slowly searching for the ape’s pussy. Then his head tilted back and his mouth formed a big Oh! I knew he had entered the girl gorilla at that moment, and Lisa sidled closer to watch. I envied her the closeness of that moment. Tim was now pumping his hips in a steady concentrated fashion.

“I’m almost right in,” he gasped, “She’s taking all of me.”

“Don’t be rough now, let her get used to you,” Lisa advised.

“Oh my God, she’s tight, its gripping me like a vice,” he panted. “This is incredible!”

He was humping the gorilla firmly, his groin locked in her pussy. The female became a little restless and turned her head. Then she got up on her elbows and then straightened her arms. I thought she was going to break free of Tim’s grasp, but she remained under him as she turned her head to face him. Incredibly, she pursed her lips in a kissing type of gesture while making low rhythmic grunts of contentment. For a minute or so Tim fucked his gorilla lover.

Then he groaned, thrusting sharply and as deep as he could. I knew that he had cum. The lady gorilla again pursed her lips appearing to throw Tim a kiss. She wriggled of Tim’s swollen shaft, and slid from under him, ran to the other end of the cage.

“Oh my God… Oh my God, did you see that Lisa,” I said, and she turned to me but I could say nothing. What can you say about your husband fucking a gorilla?

Lisa left Tim’s cell a short time later and came to my cell. The girls in there have been under some intense treatment from the doctor. “Their eggs were extracted and he did something with the genes, wanted them to be compatible with humans or something like that,” she informed me. “He’s using Tim to try to make them pregnant, he’s sure it can be done.”

Tim was left with Molly all night. Several hours after mating Molly, he sought her out again. As he moved up to the she ape who had edged toward Time coyly. As Tim drew near the female crouched down offering herself to him.

Tim was as hard as I had ever seen him, and he wasted no time at all to move in behind the female and catch hold of her hips. Without preliminaries, he sought her pussy with short thrusts and several repositioning movements of his hips. From my place, I saw the female flinch and I knew Tim had once again taken her.

Twice more that evening, Tim took the enthusiastic lady and was laying contented beside her when Lisa returned. Without preliminaries, she opened the door between Tim’s cell and the one that Rose the Gorilla now occupied by herself.

Lisa then stepped up to my cell. “Good morning, June,” she seemed bright and bubbly. “Today it’s my turn.”

The Beast was growling, and a little more than agitated. For the past several hours he had paced the small confines of his cell. His distorted penis was almost constantly erect and the moist tip dribbled pre-cum. “Your turn?”

“Yes, darling, my turn. My turn with the bestial one.”

“But, but he’s in no mood for experimenting today,” I stumbled through my reply.

Lisa didn’t reply, and she was already shedding her clothes that she neatly folded and placed in a pile at the entrance to the cell. One of the ever present guards moved in quickly to retrieve the bundle and return to the end of the cell block. Lisa was not a big girl, probably a little shorter than myself with glowing ebony skin, petite breasts and a flat tight stomach. She had shaved her pubic mound and was as bald as I was. Her behind was slightly prominent and her hips flared in a totally feminine way. In fact, she was a gorgeous lady.

Lisa opened the door and entered, locking the door as she did. Now naked and inside the confines of the cage, she looked vulnerable, not near as tough as she had portrayed herself in earlier days. She was twirling the keys on her fingers trying to look casual as she again spoke. “Well, here goes,” she sighed. As she approached the dividing door.

“No, Lisa, you can’t. Not just yet, look at him, he’s agitated and randy as hell. He’ll rough you up something awful if he doesn’t kill you. Give him time to settle.”

Lisa paused, almost relieved at my suggestion. “Okay, just how do I do this? I have to admit I have dreamt of him fucking me the way he has screwed you, but he doesn’t like black girls I know that.”

I moved up to the cell divider and reached out for the Beast. Immediately his large paw grabbed hold of my forearm in a vice like grip. I reached behind and beckoned Lisa up to the divider.

“Beast like June, want June.” I spoke simply and softly.

When the Beast was randy you couldn’t stop the inevitable, but with bars between us I hoped to bring him into contact with the black girl in a less aggressive way. With my free hand, I reached down and grabbed hold of his warty penis. It was sticky with pre-cum and smelled gross.

“Here, hold him,” I looked down and Lisa’s eyes followed me. “Go on, take hold,” I encouraged.

The Beast had moved his gaze from me, and was looking at the black girl with what passed for anger on the ugly countenance. Lisa’s hand moved tentatively toward the misshapen penis that was gross and virile at the same time. As soon as she had hold of him I took my hand away. The Beast growling became lower as Lisa became more tactile in the next few minutes. His grip on my arm had loosened as he absorbed the attention. I saw Lisa’s other hand slip through the bars and cup his seething testicles. She looked up into the beast’s eyes. The beast let my arm go completely and reached through the bars and gently touched the girl’s nipples.

“The keys on the floor,” Lisa hissed, “Get the keys, and open the door, June.”

With my eyes glued to the pair of the dividing bars. I gathered the keys from where Lisa had dropped them and unlocked the door. It opened fractionally, as the key tripped the lock. The squeaking door drew the Beast’s attention, and he drew back from the bars and moving quickly came into our cell. I stepped back as he made for Lisa.

Catching her about her slim waist, he smartly retreated toward his cell. As he did, he also caught me with his free hand and dragged me with him. Everything was happening quickly, as the ugly beast carried and dragged us to his bench. Lisa was his main focus, and he dumped her roughly onto the pallet. He pushed me down next to her. He was on top of Lisa quickly. I was jammed against the wall as the beast fondled Lisa roughly. Parting her not unwilling legs the Beast forced his fingers into the black girl deeply before withdrawing them.

He sniffed her sex several times, and Lisa looked at the ugly beast expectantly. Poised between her parted thighs, his wart covered penis oozed a clear liquid that spilled from the eye of his penis tip across his stretched foreskin to form rivulets down his bent shaft. Finished sniffing the Beast put his fingers to his lips and licked Lisa juices from his thick digits. Satisfied, she was ready, he lifted Lisa’s legs wide and high as he pressed forward.

“June, he’s going to do it. He’s going to fuck me!”

She beamed a smile that was one of both pleasure and apprehension. As the beast started to cover the small black girl beneath him, I was able to watch for the first time the beast take a women. The thick penis knob, still dribbling pre cum, probed at the black girl’s groin. The bent shaft failed to make contact with the soft folds at first, and I whispered, “Move your hips to the right a little.”

When she did the searching beast penis sank into the soft folds of the girl’s warm centre. Ugly grunted and pressed his loins forward. Lisa groaned a little and gasped as the thick appendage began to sink into her soft welcoming pussy.

Encouraged by the wet tightness that enfolded his flesh, he began a vigorous humping of the black girl beneath him. Lisa was groaning loudly and the beast above pummelled her. The wet slapping of the two groins was making me all runny. I had been so intent on watching the locked couple with the Beast’s oversized balls bouncing on the girl’s ass. I didn’t see him free one hand until a big paw closed over my pussy. In seconds, a stubby digit was parting my folds and two other fingers were inside me. The beast man began finger fucking me rapidly, and in time with his thrusts into the other girls pussy.

As my own hips rode the Beast’s fingers, I could barely focus on what was happening next to me. I did see Lisa’s eyes roll back, and her legs stiffen. Then a tremendous orgasm swept over the tiny frame. She thrashed, and bucked under the massive bulk pinning her down. Her back arched and vibrated as she clawed at the Beast’s back viciously. With perspiration covering her face in glistening beads, Lisa began to come down from her punishing orgasm. I shifted my focus to the Beast as he stopped fingering me. I could see the familiar clenched jaw, and taught body that signalled the beasts pending orgasm. I knew the Beast had begun to empty his seed into the accommodating black girl’s pussy. As he filled her vaginal sleeve, Lisa was well on the way to becoming the second women to be carrying the beasts offspring.

The Beast turned to me, as I lay on my side pressed firmly against the back wall of the cell. He had not yet withdrawn from Lisa, but I knew what that fixed look said. Still panting from his just completed exertion the Beast rose to his knees withdrawing from the black girl’s pussy. At the same time, he grabbed my hip and was pulling me toward the centre of the pallet. Lisa was being pushed out-of-the-way, and only just managed to swing her feet to the floor before she fell.

Now in the centre of the pallet with the Beast between my legs, I held my breath. He had the look of anger in his eyes that I couldn’t understand. Perhaps he had felt betrayed that I had brought the black girl to his attention. Whatever his hatred was toward black women, would probably not be understood, but he seemed to have enjoyed Lisa’s body while he had fucked her.

Now he was about to fuck me, and I wanted him so badly. I was as runny as I could get. Ready and waiting for the big malformed cock to enter and stimulate me to an orgasm. That he was still glistening from the other women’s juices was of no result. The beast was capable of coming twice on one erection, I had experienced that before. I also knew that he would take longer this time and that was what I was looking forward to after being separated from the beast for so long.

He came down over me, Lisa looked on dishevelled and still panting from her own vigorous screwing by the Beast. The beast man still had the look of anger as he took his weight on his forearms and prodded at my vulva. I was wet and open from the finger fucking and he was slippery from Lisa’s pussy juices. So ready were we that when he found my centre he glided deeper in one thrust.

It was then that his anger became clear. He began to thrust hard and long. So long that he slipped from my pussy twice on the first three plunges. Then his hips became machine like and thumped into my spread groin. He was so deep that his huge testicle sack was slapping against my behind with each stroke. Each heavy thrust drove the wind from my lungs and my breasts rotated in time with the pounding, dragging uncomfortably on my chest.

For at least ten minutes, the beast pounded into me. His deep thrusting became painful and I could not contain my occasional scream. The beast’s breath came in broken gasps as he tried to keep up his rhythm. The perspiration dripped in copious amounts from his face and chest. He was now no longer supporting all of his own weight as his chest and head lowered onto me. His hot, sweating body shuddered with each gasp for air and I just struggled to breath under his bulk.

The passion of the act had overtaken the rutting animal and he was biting my neck hard and painfully. I knew he had broken the skin and I reacted by biting him back and holding my jaw closed on the beast man’s flesh. He threw his head back in pain, allowing me a moment to gasp a lung full of air. The sound in the cell was must have been deafening.

Lisa had moved from the pallet to the door at some time during my brutal fucking and was looking back at me nervously. Then, suddenly, the Beast stopped his powerful hip drives at full depth inside my battered vagina, and the familiar warm flood of his cum filled me. The beast held himself deep inside for some time, and I had to endure his bulk until with his heart rate slowing as he withdrew and rolled from me.

*****

Three days after my brutal fucking at the hands of the Beast, I suffered terrible stomach cramps. The following day in spite of intervention by the doctor, I aborted all the developing foetus. After recuperating for four weeks, the doctor considered that I had recovered enough to return to the program.

Lisa had taken over as the mentor to the now steady stream of both black and white girls being taken to the Beast. I was informed that I was going to be reassigned to help try to recreate the circumstances that led to the Beast being born. It apparently had been a long-held belief that the ugly beast was the result of a mating between a human and an ape. Whether it was a female ape and a male human, or a female human and a male ape, it was unknown.

I was now well entrenched as a compliant member of the doctors establishment, and when I was told I would be mated to an ape I was concerned especially after being with the Beast on so many occasions. But when it was explained to me that the apes that I was to mate were not aggressive and that their penises were considerably smaller than the Beast’s, I was somewhat placated.

When I was completely checked out by the doctor, I was placed in a cell toward the end of the long cell row in the barn. In the adjacent cell were what I believed to be five chimps. They were really bonobo, a more placid relation of the chimp. Like humans the bonobo indulged in casual sex and that made them an ideal choice for the doctor’s project. Bonobo were also ideal because these animals were just one of the two ape types that resided in the locality that the Beast had been found.

The dividing door was opened by one of the guards and for some time nothing happened. The bonobo were quite happy to stay in their cell while I didn’t particularly want to hurry any relationship by making the first move. Finally, one of the five was a little more forward than the others and came into my cell. He remained cautious and stayed at a comfortable distance from me.

Another hour passed before the bonobo summed up enough courage to come right up to me. He reached out gently with his large hand and touched my arm as I sat on the bench. When I didn’t react, he explored my face before he moved on to cup my left breast and then my right. Then he caught my nipple between two strong fingers and rolled it lightly. I groaned at the pleasant contact and the ape rolled his eyes in response.

Placing his head to one side, he rolled my hard nipple again and seemed pleased at my reaction. He slid his other hand down my stomach until he reached my hairy map of Tasmania. I felt myself becoming wet.

“Oh, what the hell,” I sighed out loud and opened my legs to see if he would continue his explore me and he did.

He moved his head closer to my pussy and then he poked one finger at my slit. It sank between my generous folds and I wriggled my hips forward and enjoyed the powerful manipulation of the digit. Too soon he removed his finger and sniffed it. I watched the bonobo male standing between my legs. He now had an erection that was thin and tapered and very hard. The tip was a knobby head a bit like the crown of a human penis. It was long to the animal’s size, but not when compared to the Beast’s implement.

It had been many weeks since I had been fucked and I wanted more than a quick dipping finger in my pussy. I rolled over and presented myself to the smaller ape. He needed no more invitation and instantly he was prodding at my slit. In an instant he had plunged into my sloppy wetness. He was smaller than a man and very much smaller than the Beast, but he moved his hips rapidly as he attempted to breed me. In twenty seconds it was over and I was left feeling empty and unfulfilled.

I hadn’t felt the ape cum, but I knew he had. Having fucked me he was satisfied but still had a boner. And I wondered if I could persuade him to screw me again. It wasn’t hard, all I had to do was put my pussy in his direction and he was immediately inside me. His aim was faultless and his vigour was encouraging as he stroked hard and fast to achieve his relief. This time I did feel a little warmth surge into my belly and then he was out of my slit and strolling away.

The other bonobo had been attracted by the activity and had entered my cell. I retreated to my pallet and sat there. There was no action for the next hour or so and after taking another look at the passive animals I stretched out on the pallet to rest. Several minutes later an ape jumped up onto my pallet and started to explore me as the other animal had. He dipped into my pussy with one, then two fingers. It felt good and I was again ready to be screwed. Just as I was about to roll over and offer the ape my leaking pussy he pushed between my partly opened legs and directing his long thin penis at my pussy. Like the other bonobo his aim was impeccable and I was quickly being fucked missionary style.

I didn’t realise it at once, but I had wrapped my legs about the ape as he screwed me. This animal was a little slower in his movements and took much longer to cum. Just before he did, I felt a slight tightening in my lower belly, then I began to shudder uncontrollably as my orgasm hit.

Now encouraged by their friends the other bonobo males wanted to explore the hairless ape that their two friends had screwed. My pallet was somewhat crowded as the three apes began to explore every facet of my body. I hardly realised that another of the bonobo was between my legs until I felt a tingling of my clitoris as it hardened. The ape was holding his penis against my open pussy and rubbing it all around my distended folds.

He had discovered my rather large clitoris and was rubbing it with a finger as his tool brushed across my soft pink flesh. I shuddered and another climax overtook me. The ape kept tormenting me for several more minutes as his friends explored my face, hair and breasts. My senses were being overwhelmed.

I half sat to watch the ape between my legs and he looked directly back at me inquiringly. He seemed to be asking permission, not that he needed any but I nodded anyway. Satisfied, he slowly pushed himself into my pussy. Deep enough, he let go of his shaft and grabbed my waist firmly with both hands and began to hump me missionary style. He took perhaps twenty seconds before he came. Without ceremony, he hopped from me, penis still erect, and sat at the end of the bench while another of his friends began to finger me.

The fingering was pleasant and I moved my hips in response. Encouraged, he slipped another digit in beside the first, then a third digit from his other hand was stretching me beyond belief. I was now thrashing about on the bench helped by the second ape rolling my nipples vigorously. Suddenly the fingers were gone and the ape grabbed my legs and pulled me on to his thin hardness. Like the others, he finished quickly.

The fifth ape was fucking me even before his friend had moved completely away. That first twenty-four hours with the Bonobo I was taken many times. Without preliminaries usually they would grab my hips and take me from behind or missionary it didn’t seem to matter to these randy apes.

For a month I was kept with the bonobo and they seemed to enjoy my company as I did them. The sheer enjoyment they got from sex was incredible. Sometimes they were overt in demanding sex. On one occasion a bonobo stood in front of me as I sat on the bench and stood on two legs thrusting his hips at me with his penis as stiff as a peg. When I got down on all fours, he was on me in a flash, and fucked like a fury. At other times one of the animals would distract me while another would approach me from behind and grab me. Several times I was fucked awake by a randy ape.

I was taken to the big house at the end of the month and the doctor ran a series of tests both internal and external. Two days later I was returned to the Bonobo pen, but now there were at least ten male apes in with me.

*****

Over the course of the next month I remained the main source of entertainment for the bonobo group. Four or five times a day I was submitting to their quickie fucks and still I failed to become pregnant to the bonobo troupe. For several days the doctor couldn’t decide if I should stay for a third month or if another women should replace me. Finally, he decided on replacing me.

In a confiding moment he placed his aging arm on my shoulder and told me that he had fully expected that I would conceive. As I hadn’t, I was to work around the complex and aid other girls who were being taken to the Beast and the bonobo until I was near ovulating again. Then I would be mated with the old chimp that had been a pet about the house.

A chimp program was on hold at the moment, because of the difficulty in obtaining chimps due to the civil war that is raging in the neighbourhood. While chimps were considered the second option as a possible partner in the conception of the Beast. The difficulty in obtaining young males was interfering with the pace of the doctor’s program. Adult female chimps in the wild, under the best conditions, usually only have one baby every 5 years. Although a definite candidate in the fertility factor, chimps were behind the bonobo in order of preference. So the doctor had not placed any urgency on obtaining the more chimps to breed with.

Now that I had not conceived to the smaller primate, the chimp had improved as an option in the doctor’s program to reproduce another ugly man-beast. As part of my duties I was to become friendly with Mugabe the chimp.

The next two weeks were menial and Mugabe had begun to follow me about the barn and the yard beyond. The morning dawned clear without a breath of moving air. It wasn’t hot yet, but when the sun got fully above the horizon, it would certainly pack a punch. Mugabe was again in close attendance when I emerged from the sleeping quarters. When I stopped at the well to pump the water into the water trough that served the yard animals Mugabe started to run his fingers up and down my calf. I stopped pumping the water and began to scratch his head in a mock grooming style.

“You’re friendly this morning Mug.” I spoke softly to him as he continued to stroke my legs now with both hands.

Mugabe became a little bolder and tugged at my ankle. I responded by sitting down in the soft red dirt with him. He seemed pleased and continued his tactile exploration. Emboldened by my lack of chastisement he lifted my dress, the only garment I wore, and peeked underneath. I knew what was interesting him. I was about due to ovulate and his interest probably signified I had started.

His big hands were a feather like touch on my soft inner thighs and as he moved from one leg to another touching ever so gently. I was becoming aroused. I knew I was becoming runny and if my bonobo experience was anything to go by the ape would soon want to explore the source of the female odour. As expected Mugabe grunted and lifted my skirt higher, lowering his head to the source of the scent, and sniffed. First sniff at the centre of the smell and his penis hardened

I sat facing the old male chimp my legs slightly open as he lifted his head from my crotch and replace it with his hand. A long primate finger dipped into my pussy and I gasped in pleasure as he began to finger me. I leant back, supporting myself with both arms and lifted me, but onto the exploring digit. Instantly I was panting with the pent-up lust from my enforced two-week abstinence.

There by the water trough observed by chickens and goats I was being seduced, chimp style, my groin muscles tightened. Mugabe was intent on my slit as he continued to work his finger about the sensitive inside of my vagina as I continued to respond, physically and vocally. Then a building orgasm finally erupted and I was bouncing and moaning, bare-ass on the red dirt, oblivious to everything except the finger inside my pussy collar still rubbing my sensitive trigger.

Then the finger was gone and as I opened my eyes to see what had happened the ape had caught me by the hips and flipped me onto my stomach. His powerful arms, then lifted my butt high enough to be in line with his stiff rod. Two prods and the pale pink shaft were against my open slit. One more thrust brought his groin slapping against my ass as his short, thick tool vanished into my sloppy interior. Seven or eight hard thumping thrusts of the ape’s powerful behind had him unloading his seed into my clutching tunnel.

Then he dismounted letting me slide to the earth gently. Moments later he was standing next to me as if nothing had happened and I lay panting in the red dust of the yard with a chicken standing on my hand and go at licking my face.

“Wow.” I sighed as I began to stand.

For the next twenty minutes I continued to do my chores with Mugabe close behind. Occasionally he would lift my skirt and touch me and I found it hard to resist the chimp’s playful overtures.

“Later big guy, later I have to finish the chores.”

As I knelt to separate a biscuit of hay from the rest of a bale Mugabe began to finger my mound and pussy suddenly he drove an exploring digit into me. Quickly he had a second thick finger stretching my cunt wide. I remained where I was unmoving, submitting to the ministrations of the old chimp. I began to groan and rotating my hips against the intruding fingers as he increased his manipulation of my vagina. After several minutes his thumb came into play and began to roll about my clitoris. Instantly, with my tension already raised, I came in shuddering gasps.

I moaned beneath the Apes hand as he worked me to a new high. My thrashing hips resulted in dislodging the exploring fingers and the ape stood back. As my tension passed, he was immediately poking at my pussy and as he parted my folds he mounted me with gusto. Slamming into me many times with his knobby penis. Finally, he grew tense and stopped thrusting. I felt a warm trickle inside my pussy that told me he had cum once again.

*****

A rumbling of heavy trucks brought me to my senses, not just one, but a number of trucks were rolling into the yard. I jumped up, dislodging the ape that was still inside me and went to the door. They were army trucks, six of them and there were many soldiers and some men in other uniforms that could have been police. They were spread out about the yard and house. I closed the door quietly and went to the back of the feed shed.

The soldiers searched the buildings methodically and I was soon found. Apparently there had been a lot of Europeans go missing in recent months and pressure had been applied to the government to find where they had gone. When some of the women turned up in bestiality movies the protests bordered on outrage and that outrage grew. It had taken a coincidence of significant proportions that led the authorities to this farm.

It appeared that the previous owner recognised a unique feature pattern of the brickwork that had appeared in the very first movie made by me with the Beast. The man happened to belong to the censorship board of review and when he was shown this film in which I had been identified he immediately recognised the floor of his old barn. Some discreet investigating led to the raid and the liberation of everyone imprisoned here.

I had mixed feelings about my liberation. My marriage was in ruins and there was no way that I could go back home and face my family or friends after all the publicity surrounding the abductions and what we were made to do.

In the meantime, all the prisoners were provided with counselling and some were sent home to their families. The rest of us were provided with accommodation at a luxury resort to rest, recuperate and plan our futures. It was near the end of the six week period when, for me, things got worse. I tested pregnant and the father could only be to the chimp, Mugabe. There were only two options and I knew which one I was going to take.

The End.

 

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