King of the Jungle

My name is Rebecca Johnson, and I just graduated highschool at age 18. I am 104 lbs, 5' 6" with brown hair that comes halfway down my back. I have light brown eyes, and I'm bisexual. I'm not a slut, but if i care about a guy or a girl, I let them know it.

Recently I signed up for a trip into the South American Jungle. I know there are like a million lords down there and tons of civil wars, but were going somewhere in Brazil with armed expedition leaders and escorts to see some amazing creatures. Plus danger sort of turns me on.

Our plane touches down and 20 of us (10 are guides) help with the gear. Shortly we are on our way into the heart of the jungle. The hike is amazing until day 5. Thats when everyhthing went wrong.

We set up camp that day and discovered that 5 guides and 3 tourists were missing. 4 of the other guides went looking for them. We waited until it was well past dark and no one came back. Our radio wouldn't work out here and it was too dark to hike back, so we had to wait until morning. We set up a watch schedule, but no one could sleep anyway. Somehow I managed to drift off.

I woke up with a nasty headache. I tried to rub my temples but discovered that my hands and feet were bound and stretched out spread-eagle. I was blindfolded, and I had some sort of gag in my mouth. Struggling didn't help, so I lay there trying to control the throbbing, and realizing that I was nude and very cold.

Suddenly the blindfold was removed, and there was an old, overweight, ugly looking man standing naked over me. He had an enormous prick. He cut me loose, and I watched as my right hand moved forward and grasped it against my will.

Now my headache was gone and I was burning with desire. I found myself turing over onto my hands and knees exposing my ass and groin to the man. I didn't care how unappealing he was, I wanted him in me.