Dee is explored in the rainforest_(1)

Chapter 1 – Arrival

Dee had been with her husband on this trip and they’d taken the long trip to Brazil to do a little exploration of the rainforest. Dee and her husband John were in their late 30s and this was to be a trip of a lifetime. They’d always talked about visiting the rainforest and now their dream had come true.

They’d arrived at their hotel after a long flight and transfer and after some acclimatisation they were ready to make the short trip to the forest from the nearest town on the outskirts of the forest proper.

They had taken a short bus ride to the river and to meet a pre-arranged guide who would take them upriver venturing further into the jungle. They met Pablo at the river and after exchanging pleasantries he explained the route they were to take for the day. It would be an arduous but within their capabilities. The heat, however, and the humidity were something she had factored in and wore sensible trek pants, a sleeved shirt and was smothered in insect repellent, though she was sure it wouldn’t be enough.

The boat ride had been uneventful and after several hours the river narrowed with dense vegetation and trees right up to the river’s edge. That’s when it happened.

All hell broke loose as several arrows whizzed through the air, Pablo and John were hit and the boat, in their panic, capsized and it all went black.

Dee was scared beyond measure about what was to happen to her. Dragged from the riverbank by these fierce looking tribesmen she had no idea what fate awaited her. Where were the others, god knows what had happened to them?

Confused by what was being said to her in a language she didn’t understand only compounded her sense of dread. Clearly her arrival, forced or not, had thrown the village into a state of uproar. The villagers themselves were unsure of what to do with her and looked on her as a threat of other white people to come?

That was what was going through her mind as she stood blinking in the intense heat and sun in the middle of what looked like very primitive huts in a clearing in the jungle.

She was then led by two men holding either of her wrists into the biggest of the huts she could see, which led her to think this must be the tribal leaders’ hut, but she couldn’t be sure.

Even in her state of confusion she had a chance to look at her captors. They were a smaller people than Europeans, dark skinned and incredibly toned and muscled, even the women.

Generally, they were naked with just a small string for the men that somehow they had managed to hook over the foreskin of their penis to keep it in place, but it didn’t leave anything to the imagination and their balls were on display. The women were equally exposed as a small thong that went around their waist also went between their legs accentuating their labia.

Inside the gloomy hut, which was just barely high enough to stand in, she was confronted by an old man, dressed as the others but with several colourful feathers attached to his head clearly denoting his high status. He exchanged words with her ‘guards’, at times animated as he pointed at her but largely he seemed measured and controlled.

He was clearly appraising Dee as she stood in front of him. What he saw was a blonde woman in her late thirties. She has kept herself largely in shape, not by being a gym bunny but with a sensible diet and exercise. She stood at 5”1’, weighed around 120lb with a curvy figure and perky 34b breasts, though she said so herself. She started to say something to the chief, but he held his hand up telling her to be quiet.

With a clap of his hands several women appeared, and the guards melted into the background. The chief spoke quietly with authority to the women and they nodded signalling their agreement.

Before Dee could comprehend what was happening, her hands had been tied behind her back with some sort of vines, so tightly it made it impossible to move them.

“please don’t do this” she pleaded but realising they didn’t understand, and her protestations would be in vain.

They marched her out of the hut taking her to a stake in the middle of the village that she didn’t remember being there before and tied her firmly to it with her hands behind her back and the stake holding her firm. They then left her there.

It was getting dark and most of the people had disappeared too. One woman reappeared and offered her some liquid to drink, which she hoped was water, and being parched she eagerly gulped down. Whilst it did quench her thirst it also had a soporific effect on her, and her anxieties seemed to slip away.

It had gone dark and the women reappeared indicating to Dee to stand up. This she did, struggling seemed a waste of energy and futile anyhow. Besides she still felt very mellow from whatever it was they had given her to drink.

She was untied and led back into the chief’s hut and taken to two parallel stakes that she also didn’t see before. The women stood either side of her and started to undress her. Their nimble fingers quickly understanding how buttons worked. Dee didn’t object, she was still a little woozy from the, what would later turn out to be, aphrodisiac.

They had soon removed every vestige of her clothing and Dee stood there naked, her nipples erect from the chill in the air.