This story contains graphic violence, nudity, rape and other non-consensual
It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature
adults, over the age of twenty one.
Jungle Harem Part 4.
Seeing that the huge queen was
nearly unconscious, and helpless to
her, Suleema paused a moment to get her breath, before she resumed the
task of completely subduing and taming the Magnificent Afrique. A prize
like this didn't fall into her hands every day. Sheik
would pay handsomely for such a splendid addition to his Harem.
Blaze, helplessly watching the
one-sided fight, began to sob softly.
She felt sick to her stomach at sight of the Magnificent Afrique
on the ground cradling her fabulous bosom and whimpering pitifully in
Suleema approached the stricken
Queen, and without warning grasped
nipples. Still in shock, Afrique could only scream in protest.
Blaze watched in horror, as
Suleema grasping Afrique's sore aching
by the nipples, hauled the huge queen up on her feet, shrieking in
distress. Though her dumpy body might belie it, Suleema possessed a
like strength, that enabled her to suspend Afrique's enormous form
dangling helplessly from her vicious grip.
Once, Suleema hauled the
screaming Afrique up on tiptoe, she rammed
her bony knee, and leg, into her victim's genitals with deadly force,
but over and over.
Her foe, was obviously already
helpless, but that was only the first step. Now,
Suleema would establish her savage dominance, once and for all, in a
lesson Afrique would never
When Suleema struck the final
blow, Afrique rolled on the ground,
her splendid form contorted in unspeakable agony.
Suleema flung herself atop her
helpless adversary, and pinned her
powerlessly to the ground.
Trapped between Suleema's
steely thighs, Afrique struggled madly. The long triumphant queen no
longer struggled to prevail over Suleema; she knew all hope of victory
was dashed. Now, gallant Afrique struggled only to escape this
frightening demon woman, who had nearly destroyed her. Escape,
was no more possible than victory; the triumphant harem mistress rode
Afrique with assured, practiced ease. It was a
sobering, humbling shock for the mighty, never defeated queen, to be
and dominated by another woman. She was close to weeping in despair.
No matter how desperately
mighty Afrique struggled, she couldn't
Suleema. Knowing she was decisively defeated, and unable to endure the
further ignominy of being physically
by the smaller woman, the Queen snuffled her submission.
Surrender wasn't enough,
Suleema demanded total submission to her
authority. Spirit broken by horrible defeat, Afrique surrendered her
life and freedom to the tyrannical harem mistress.
When the victorious Suleema
climbed off her, the shamed Afrique
before defeated, sat up, snuffling in shock, hardly able to comprehend
that had befallen her. In hardly more than the blink of an eye, the
harem mistress had reduced the mightiest of queens, to her cowering
Suleema harshly uttered
first command to her new slave.
In shamed misery, Afrique
surrendered the Royal Jewelry that she had
worn so long in pride. It now rightfully belonged to her cruel, new
Suleema gloatingly stowed
away the royal jewelry. Queen Afrique,
disgraced by defeat and her craven surrender, sorrowfully
her bitter fate as just, according to the hard Law of the Jungle. She
had commanded all others, must now grovel as slave to the arrogant
Mistress, who had conquered her.
As Suleema covetously stowed
away the valuable golden adornments she
had despoiled, the gleaming gold reminded her of the tales she had
heard, in her long trek
through the jungle. It was widely said, that Queen Afrique was
the guardian of a vast treasure, the offerings of generations of
worshipers, to the tribal god of the Nabobi.
Why should greedy Suleema be satisfied with these few
Though now Suleema's slave by
right of conquest, Afrique dared not commit the blasphemous sacrilege
revealing the hiding place of the sacred treasure. Sobbing in fear she refused to
divulge her secret.
Suleema picked up the stout
stick she had used to drive Blaze through
the jungle, and raised it menacingly. Afrique cowered away.
She who that morning reigned as
undisputed Queen of a mighty nation of
warriors, her word
now crouched on the ground, her neck pinned under Suleema's boot,
brokenly like a child, as the harem mistress beat her like a
beast of burden.
The sun was rising higher in
the sky and
Suleema was hot and tired. The
harem mistress was never inflexible; if one method didn't work, she
always willing to try another.
Thinking, perhaps her ordeal
was over, Afrique crouched on the
ground her head buried in her arms in humiliation at being beaten like
a slave. She was unaware of Suleema's preparations, until the vile
slave driver crept up behind her.
Raised in the pure air of the
jungle, Afrique was unaware such
horrifying unnatural things existed, until Suleema rammed her prickly
studded, punishment dildo
into the defeated queen's rectum, up to the hilt.
Flesh has its limits, and the
sorrowing Afrique agreed to lead the harsh Suleema to the hiding place
of the sacred treasure.
The treasure was
concealed beneath the ground, and
they had no tools, but Suleema cruelly forced her two captives to dig
with their bare hands.
As her new slaves worked,
Suleema lay down on the grass to relax,
but her sharp eye never left the unfortunate captives.
in the dirt like dogs,
the hapless former rulers of
the jungle recovered enough treasure to fill two huge parcels, so
heavy that they bowed even the mighty backs of Afrique and Blaze.
As she led her cruelly burdened
their beloved jungle home, to a harsh new life of bondage, Suleema was
planning a new life of her own.
"No sense in going back
sharing my fortune with that Old Fool,
Yusef! I'm richer than he is now! I'll go to a different city and buy
my own palace, and have a harem of my own. These two sluts will make a