Author's Note
Don’t worry. The smex happens in the next chapter lol.
1
It’s been at least a few hours since I awoke tied into a fetal position. If only I had clothes on but apparently my kidnappers had other plans. At least it wasn't too cold in this tent, it smelled like horse shit though. The dirt floor didn’t help.
I would groan softly as I struggle in my binds trying my best to avoid heaving or vomiting from the terrible smell that constantly surrounded me. I would squirm a bit as I look around for anything sharp or jagged in the tent I could use to break these binds that kept me in this awkward position, which was not comfortable at all the fact I was laying on the dirt floor not helping either as I struggle to move my head around thankful that they hadn't thought about blind folding me but making sure to be quite so they didn't hear me and come inside the tent to investigate.
As I moved I quickly realized that with every pull the ropes got tighter and tighter.and it seemed like the rest of the tent was empty. Although it does seem like the rope is on the old side as it scratches at my skin. Making my movements even more difficult and painful.
I would groan quietly trying my best to keep my voice down when I felt the rope scratch my bare back, the pain not helping this situation at all especially when I saw that the tent or hut that I was in was completely empty. As I moved around I saw a piece of the old rope that was tied around me was within biting range, so using what strength I had fought through any pain I felt in order to get my mouth as close to the old rope as possible feeling the rope scratching my back forcing me to grit my teeth to avoid screaming out from pain. But I managed to fight through it and bit down hard on the rope and using my teeth started to tear the rope apart as best I could seeing it as my only chance at escaping this place.
Slowly I tore at each strand of the rope. Tasted like old attic lint. Occasionally I’d hear voices outside the tent speaking in a language I’ve never heard before. Fuck am I gonna get sold off by some foreign slavers?! I know they were around but I never thought they’d target me!
Hearing the voices outside speaking in a foreign language that I've never heard before made me panic as I started to quicken my pace with the role tearing it up faster one strand at a time ignoring the taste of atic dust until finally with a Snap it broke! The moment It broke I quickly try to see if I can get out of my bind now a smile coming up my face at the thought of being able to escape from wherever I am and get home.
My right arm came loose after unwrapping the loose rope from my wrist. Seeing my wrist I can definitely see the marks on it left from the rope. The rest of the ropes seem to loosen as I move. Guess they trusted the rope too much, cause I’m free now! Now rope free I can finally stretch my legs.
I would place the rope down and stand up to stretch though at first my legs not wanting to properly work since I had been in the position for so long my legs getting pins and needles as the blood begins to flow back making me wait until it stops before I got up and grabbed the rope and approached the entrance to were i was being kept and tried looking through the tent flap to see if I can see if there's anyone outside the tent like a guard or something or if anyone is around to see me if I try to escape but I need to find my stuff as well if possible.
What the hell? There were zebras everywhere! Carrying around things and doing stuff people would do! Sitting in front of the tent was one of them. Looks to be a child as the dog sized zebra looked in awe with its mouth agape. It definitely saw me… Should I be worried?
I would be so…confused at what I was seeing, my mind unable fathom what it was that I was seeing that I didn't notice the dog sized zebra until it was to late and made eye contact with the zebra staring at him for a few seconds standing completely still not sure what to do as my body locked up unable to move out of a mixture of fear and shock the zebra seeming to have a expression similar to me and hoping that he wouldn't somehow alert the people who had captured me that I was awake.
It seemed to slowly start backing away before running off to do who knows what. I better get out of here soon… It seems I was in a tribe of some sort. Hot too… How they managed this is beyond me. By the looks of it running will not end well for me. This sucks…
I begin to panic and go back and grab the rope I had tossed on the ground earlier and look out the tent sticking my head out for a moment only for a strong wave of heat and humidity to hit me like a truck forcing me to duck back into the tent and start coughing the air here unlike anything I've ever felt before in my life the tent i was in still cool somehow as if it had air conditioning, and with a deep breath stick my head out a bit to get a good look around trying my best to ignore the intense heat and humidity outside as I look around for a potential escape route.
It seems I was around the center of the tribe judging by the large amount of zebras. Looking closer and listening it seems like they are actually talking to each other. There were also no traces of any other human beings, guns, or anything modern.
I would look around confused and my mind racing thinking this couldn't possibly be real this had to be a dream right?...I would walk back inside the tent and start breaking down from the stress as the situation begins to fully descend on me, my mouth already dry from the humidity and I just sit down waiting not having any idea where I am or who these...zebras are.
Soon enough the sound of metal dragging along the ground could be heard as the little zebra from before walks through the entrance with what seems to be a spear way too big for it. After dropping it and a few huffs and puffs to catch its breath it points its little hoof at me and proudly announces “Nitakuua na nitathibitisha kuwa nina nguvu!”. Picking the spear up it charged at me and failed as the spear tip hit the ground. It landed on its face…
I would quickly sit up and move away from the direction he was charging me from and saw him trip and fall on his face which was a little funny and made me chuckle but I quickly grab the spear from him so he didn't have a weapon and held it tightly before placing it in the corner of the tent and helped the little zebra up. He had to be a kid right? All the other ones were so big and huge from what I saw.
All I got from it was an angry bite on the arm and a kick to the boob. It was being a little shit as it tried to escape my grasp. It yelled out with a glare. “Achana na mimi!” Whatever that means…
I let you a shout of pain when it bite my arm and kicked my boob making me let go of the little shit and looked at my arm but surprised and thankful that all it did was leave a mark but the kick to my boob hurt quite a lot and when I looked back up I saw that the little shit was gone and quickly looked around confused.
There was a bit of a scuffle behind me as the butt of the apparently male zebra was stuck under the side of the tent fabric. He must have tried to get out that way, and it didn’t work cause he’s stuck now as his rear hooves dragged along the ground. He gave up rather quickly…
I see that he was stuck and saw him give up and slowly i approached him and kneeled down next to him and began to get his rear hooves untangled from the tent flap and hoped he wouldn't start thrashing around like crazy as i did this since it would make this more difficult to get him unstuck.
He fought and fought as I lifted and freed him letting him slip out of the tent. I better get out of here before he actually alerts the others.
Seeing as I have little other choices as grab the rope and wrap it around me like a sash and grabbing the spear that the little guy left behind and i quickly looked through the tent flap for a path or route I could take that would let me escape this place alive or in one piece and I'm unable to spot one from this angle "fuck it" I say to myself and just make a run for it in the direction where the least amount of zebras were and booked it.
There was immediate yelling and the sound of hooves. Running straight I was able to pass a few tents before I was tackled to the ground from behind. I smashed into the ground and ate dirt as I was held down.
I would let out a surprise yell of my own when I was tackled from behind, dropping my spear to the ground with a clatter, the last thing I saw was the ground approaching rapidly to my face before I felt a large amount of pain as my head hits the ground hard putting me in a daze as I groan before feeling a huge amount of pain in the back of my head and my world went black….as i went unconscious.
Well that was a bad idea… I’m back in the tent tied to a large log. My arms and legs were wrapped around it like I was hugging it. As of the moment I was laying on top of it. “Kwa hivyo umeamka…” The male sounding voice came from behind me.
I would weakly struggle in the binds that held me to the log for a while, the position was rather uncomfortable to be in and let out a huff before stopping when I heard the male sounding voice speak behind me, so I tried to turn my head in order to face whoever it was that was speaking to me, my breasts her grinding against the log making it a bit painful to move in the slightest.
The voice which is apparently one of the larger zebra walked up on my right side. “Hakuna matumizi kujaribu kutoroka.” He casually kicked the log I was strapped to. “tutakuwa tukikutazama kwa uangalifu mkubwa. Kama mfungwa wetu utatumika kuzalisha kizazi chetu kijacho. Tunakosa wanawake hapa unaona…”
I would look at the zebra as it spoke to me and kicked the log I was strapped to and for the first time began speaking to these zebras in hopes they'll understand me "I don't understand what you're saying. Please let me go i want to go home" I say to them pleading as I try to avoid moving at all so my bare skin doesn't get scraped and bruised from the log.
He stopped and sighed. “Naona ... kikwazo cha lugha. Haijalishi, utajifunza kwa wakati.” He walked out of view behind me. ”Kwa sasa, tunaanza kuanza.” A slimy wet tongue licked the whole of my exposed vagina.
I was caught of guard by this and blushed deeply as I let out a soft moan and tired kicking my legs to try and get free, but the bonds were to strong this time and I was about to yell at him to stop but then felt his tongue prod into my pussy and felt him starting to eat me out, feeling his tongue hitting my g-spots perfectly as any attempt to speak only came out in a soft moan.
The tongue retreated. “Inaonekana una hamu ya kufurahishwa.” A heavy hoof was felt on my back as he mounted me. “Shale uwe wa kwanza kubeba vijana wangu.” He pushed against me with his huge rod, but was unable to properly find his goal as it swung up and down.
I felt his soft warm fur on my back from his hoof and felt his massive shaft against my body as it tried to find my lubed up pussy. I felt the massive weight of his body on me and once again as I went to talk to try and tell him to stop I felt his tip press against my pussy before feeling him slam into my pussy, feeling his massive length stretching me wide and go deeper then any toy I've used before.
To say it hurt a lot would be an understatement. It felt as if I was getting torn apart, but the pleasure was extreme. He didn’t just thrust into me. He walked forwards pushing even deeper until he slammed into my womb bending his cock slightly. I could feel the inhuman shape of his shaft and it’s head as he stopped deep inside. “Je! Hii ni kama vile unaweza kuchukua? sijapendezwa…”
The extreme amounts of pleasure i was experiencing manage to outweigh the pain I was experiencing from his inhuman shaft stretching me wide apart. I felt the weight of his body shifting up further up my back and felt his arms...hooves? On my shoulders as I felt his massive throbbing length in my womb as it was held deep in me hearing him speak again but before I could respond I felt him starting to thrust into me hard and fast.
He yanked himself out about half his initial thrust before he started thrusting in a steady pace. It felt as if he tore my insides as I could feel the over amount of pleasure build up with increasing pressure. His cock throbbed inside me seemingly equal to a human orgasming. “Mbegu yangu inakaribia. Usimwagike…”
I moaned in pleasure as I felt his massive shaft thrusting in and out of my pussy and womb, abusing it for his own pleasure with each thrust forward caused my body to grind against the log causing my body to become bruised.
Before long the tip of his shaft started to grow as his thrusts quickened. It felt as if my insides were being pulled back and forth inside me. He then shoved hard against me, cumming deep as he stuffed me. The amount he came was almost unnatural as he filled my womb like a balloon. His enlarged head prevented any leak. It was getting more and more painful…
I would moan out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as I felt his shaft hilt inside me and started throbbing violently inside me, feeling my womb expanding and building up inside me as his massive length prevented any from leaking out, and the massive amount of warmth spreading through my body was enough for me to moan loudly in pleasure as I came all over his shaft, feeling him rest his entire body against my back.
He came for what seemed like an eternity. My head became dizzy from the sensory overload. My womb would be bulging if only for our combined weight against the log. His shaft softened as his seed gushed around him onto the log and ground. Our breathing was heavy and out of sink.
I was panting heavily for what felt like an eternity, trying to regain my breath as I felt the zebra pull his shaft out of my abused cunt making me moan softly as I felt him rest abound my back, feeling his warm breath against my ear before I felt his slimy thick tongue tongue lick the back of my neck making me shudder from a mixture of pleasure and disgust.
Slowly he got off of me. I felt a chill go along my back as his body heat and fur left contact with me. My legs were wet and sticky. He walked into view still halfway out of his sheath. “Nisafishe.” He put a hoof next to my head and lifted himself putting his soft length in front of my face.
I would glare at him as I felt his hoof against the side of my head, it was soft and warm like his chest when he was on my back but now I had some control and I refused to let this zebra fuck my mouth with its shaft. Not really out of dignity but more like I would be unable to take such a massive thing without being snuffed out or something as I kept my mouth shut and moved my mouth away from his shaft all while I glare daggers at the zebra.
He hopped down with an angry face before going behind me. “Nitakuvunja mwishowe…” I felt a cold wet line go down my side out of view as he whipped something on me. He then left the tent with his chest puffed out in victory.
I would look confused when I felt the cold wet line on my side and turned my head to see what it was and was confused when I saw it was a black line, a stripe it seems on the side of my butt and shuddered as the cold air hit my cum covered legs as I try to break free again though my limbs would scrap against the logs which just brought me pain so sighing in defeat I try to get comfortable and rest.
It wasn’t long before I was asleep...