The Dyke decided she needed better access to her cunt, so she had another contraption brought in. She was restrained to it and the Dyke started fingering her cunt, it was only pretending to do a cavity search now, this was just pure wanton sex on her part..... She could see that the men were also getting aroused, touching themselves as their hard ons grew. She didn't like where this was going.....
Clearly the Dyke was running the show here. She dragged her off the contraption and held her in a head lock, forcing her to look at what the male officers were doing. They'd got their dicks out, she really didn't like where this was going...
She tried to protest, invoked the embassy again, to which, they just laughed..... "No one knows you're here bitch"....."We can do what we want, for as long as we want.."
She forced her to her knees, this bitch was strong.....
She made her mind up that she would keep her mouth closed for as long as she could, the bastard would have to force that dick into her mouth.....She knew it would only be a matter of time though....She was helpless, not stupid...
She's careful to discern the wind noises from light footed Pygmies, her tribe traditional enemies in this part of the jungle. Desert dwellers as they are, they don't shy from raiding the wetlands in search of slaves for the Arab traders.
Despite their martial prowess, Amazonian girls, especially the young ones and less experienced can be captured when Pygmies attack in numbers. She needs to be careful.
Alas, her lack of experience betrayed her. Approaching against the wind, the cursed Pygmies threw her on the ground, pinning her down and putting her in slavery using the wooden yokes provided by Arab slavers.
In the morning she is taken for appraissal to the slavers. All the prisoners caught in the last week are for sale there. As it's customary, the wives of the fallen tribe members are also sold to help the tribe. In the middle of the village an odd wooden contraption attracts her attention.
If they are content with the results, she's made to go round, then thrown on her belly on the longer side of the stand. While her yoke rests on the wooden supports, her legs are tied securely to metal rings positioned far apart, on the frame. She's prepared for branding like all the other slaves before her.
The new slaves are now leaving the Pygmy village, on their way to Dulla, where they will intersect paths briefly with some white sorceresses from the North on a huge wheel of pain.