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You look over to the far stretching beach parallel with the jungle and decide that it is the direction you will travel. You move your way along the beach as the sun beats down on you, sweat drips from your every pore and you are going through your water faster then was ideal. Never the less you continue determined to find someone, or anything really that can either help you or give you a better idea of what dangers the island holds.

After walking for thirty more minutes you begin to hear something from in the jungle, it sounds like, talking? You curiously and excitedly move closer to the jungle and stealthily peek in to see what you find. Your excitement drains as these do not look like the kind of people who would help you. Their skin is incredibly tanned and they have a series of tattoos along their muscular forearms which grip stone tipped spears Around their wastes they wear leaf skirts with nothing covering their chest. The most concerning detail to you though is their masks which seem to be made of the skulls of large reptilian creatures. They communicate in a strange language you have not heard before. You decide that it is best to stay out of their way when you turn around to see one of them who immediately move to grab you. You let out a yell and begin to kick and fight and the other two tribesmen from the jungle come running. They look almost surprised to see you, but then help your captor seize you. A strip of hide is put over your eyes and one tied around your mouth, wrists and ankles as you are hauled over the shoulder of one of them as they move deeper into the jungle. You angrily scream past your gag and wave your legs in a fury only to have your out bursts be met with spanking by the man carrying you. You let out a whine with each spank and you are eventually encouraged to be quiet.

You walk for a while, eventually losing track of time until you begin to hear people moving and talking, the smell of cooked meat fills your nostrils and your stomach growls. You feel yourself placed into primitive stocks as you are bent over and your blindfold is removed.

Before you is a camp of the tribesmen with likely over a hundred of them set up around hide and fur tents with primitive tools and fire pits littering the area. They look at you quizzically as surprised to see you as you are to see them. You notice for about every female in the camp there is roughly ten males. A man comes out of the larger tent holding a staff with a thin handle, but rounded top which appears to be made of obsidian. He walks over to you and looks your body over eventually going over to your backside. you whimper in your gag as he gives your ass a firm slap and then gropes it. He steps beside me and then looks to the camp who simply sit and await in silence. He then bellows in his native tongue something to the tribe who all begin to cheer. ''Please no''

The men rush towards you as you are bent over in the stocks. You let out a muffled scream and struggle against your bindings but they do not budge. First clothes are torn off of you by the dozens of men that surround you leaving you naked and completely exposed to them. You see the women begin to go through your survival skit and gaze at some of the tools in astonishment. The gag is suddenly untied from your mouth, but a large cock replaces it and it begins to repeatedly violate you as you gag constantly on it. A line of men forms at your back and front as your mouth and pussy begin to be violated. Three men go to your breasts licking and sucking them while the balls of the man mouth fucking you slaps against your chin repeatedly. Your ass is slapped harshly by the men behind you and eventually they cum in unison. You shiver, but are granted no rest as other men fill the holes that they left almost immediately.

You are kept in the stocks for days, occasionally being fed and cleaned by your captors. You are then moved into different forms of bondage to be fucked by the men and occasionally the women of the tribe constantly. Fifteen days into your captivity you find the bonds around your wrists loose and quickly move to escape. You are free for ten minutes before a tribesman catches you escaping. As punishment you are hogtied and suspended from a tree at just the right height for the tribespeople to violate your holes.

Eventually you are passed around to the different tribes with your owners trading different tools, foods and possessions for you. You realize that this island has a strange affect on you, you do not age and your beauty does not fade. You are going to be here a long time.

(Permanent Ending, no continuation)