Jungle Babe and the Hunter By Desperado

Jungle Babe had had enough. Who is this man who has been chasing here for days?

Usually when an outsider comes to her jungle she could easily deal with them. But for the past week she all of the traps she set for this . . . man had failed. Jungle Babe was getting tried of this. As she made her way home, Jungle Babe hoped that she lost him because she wanted to get some sleep. But then . . .

"Damn," Jungle Babe remarked as her jungle powers went on high alert.

She jumped out of the way of the blowdart. Jungle Babe quickly went into hiding into the trees. She searched the treeline hoping catch another glimpse of him. Nothing so far, but her animal powers told her to be ready for another attack. Jungle Babe armed herself with her trusty knife and climbed down from the tree.

Jungle Babe was going to make her way toward her home using the treeline as her cover. But suddenly she felt like she was being watched and something toward her to look around. As she did, Jungle Babe made a terribie discoverly. "Oh no!" she thought. Jungle Babe realized she was in the lands of the Ristrial Tribe. She needed to get out of here and who knows what evil things they would do to her if she was caught by them.

"Got you!" said an unfamiler voice. As Jungle Babe felt herself tumble to the ground in the arms of a stranger. Jungle Babe lashed out but hit nothing but air. And then she was flipped over. Jungle Babe readied herself to attack and got a good look at the man who had been stalking her. He too was armed with a knife, and he wasn't bad looking. "Time for you to go down Mc Queen." He said. " I don't think so." Jungle Babe replied.

They charged each other, knifes slashing, sparks flying, Jungle Babe and her adversary battled and then backed off.

"Wait!," Jungle Babe said remembering where they were. "We have to stop, this isn't a good place to battle."

"We will stop when you suddrender or are my prisoner."

"I'm serious," Jungle Babe said. "If we stay we are in danger."

"You're the one in danger," He said, "Come . . ."

"No!" Jungle Babe protested.

Jungle Babe was grabbed as she tried to yell run, she heard the man protesting being grabbed. Jungle Babe tried to struggle free. She felt herself being picked up and carried off.

"Damn!" She yelled.

Jungle Babe couldn't belive it. Her day was going from bad to worse. Now she and the Hunter was being brought before The Tihal, the leader of the Ristrical Tribe. She stole a glance at him, he didn't look scared as she thought he would. But he had no idea of what the lifesytle of his tribe was into. They based her whole culture around bondage.

"Release us," Jungle Babe said, she thought it best to go on the offensive and she knew their langage. "You have no quarrel with us."

"You came upon our lands white hair," The Tihal said. "You viotalated the truce and you brought unwanted conflict to our lands, this is an outrage."

"You can't interfere in matters that . . ."

"Silence! The Tihal commanded. " You and the outsider will be punished."

"What is she saying?" The Hunter asked. "This dosen't look good."

"You're right," Jungle Babe said.

"I said silience," The Tihal said and she slapped Jungle Babe.

"Hey leave her . . ." The Hunter tried to step forward, but his legs were hit and he fell to the floor.

He looked up at The Tihal. "Is that all your boys got?" Jungle Babe had to smile, even though the odds were against them.

"My judgement is this!" The Tihal said. "The whitle hair and the outsider will undergo a trial."

Jungle Babe was susprised. "Death would be better than their sick trials." She then realized that The Hunter didn't understand The Tihal. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Prepare them!" The Tihal commanded.

Jungle Babe and The Hunter where picked up, she heard The Hunter protest. But Jungle Babe decided to save her strengh for the trial. Whatever The Tihal was going to be Jungle Babe wanted to be ready.

They where carried to a cave and set down front of each other and pushed toward each other. Jungle Babe saw that The Hunter had his shirt pulled out and weaponless. They were face to face inches from each others face. Jungle Babe suddenly uttered "No!" The Hunter looked susprised. Jungle Babe didn't like where this was going as they put his burtish arms around her and her arms went around him and they where tied. Then their bodies came together as more ropes came around them. "This is real bad," The Hunter said. Jungle Babe looked away from him and saw the haughty look on the Tihal's face.

"You will pay for this!" Jungle Babe yelled to The Tihal.

"Ha, ha, ha! Will you white hair? You and the outsider are going to undergo the trail of pleasure."

Jungle Babe felt panic come over her and then she felt a strange substance being put on her body.She never felt this helpless and she was tied to a man, a man! She had heard that Risteral Trials were sick, but she didn't know the details of their trails, but she knew a little of this substance that was being put on her. It kept the people held in it immoblie and now it was on her and this man, who only an hour ago was trying to kill her.

"What are they doing to us?" The Hunter asked.

"Let me listern to her." Jungle Babe said.

"The trial of pleasure is simple, you and your enemy will be placed in the erotic chamber."

"No!" Jungle Babe yelled.

"The chamber has scents designed to arouse pleasureable feelings."

In defliance, Jungle Babe tried to free herself.

"Will you tell me what's happening to us?" The Hunter said forcefully.

"We are in big trouble."

"You two will be sealed in the chamber for a day. If you survive, you will go free. If you don't, you die." The Tihal said.

Quickly Jungle Babe relayed their peril to The Hunter.

"That dosen't seem too bad." He said.

"I'm a lesbian." Jungle Babe said.

"I hate to break this to you," He said, "Today your not."

"We are not having sex, no matter what goes on in your head."

They were layed down on a mat on a elaborate bed and then picked up and carried to the chamber.

Jungle Babe looked away from The Hunter, trying not to feel is manly sweat and his cock on to her pussy. She felt completely humatied.

"Wait," The Tihal commanded.

Jungle Babe sighed, The Tihal has finally come to her senses. But then Jungle Babe watched as The Tihal plucked her tirara off her head. Jungle Babe gave The Tihal the dirtiest look she could.

The Tihal laughed, and then made a gesture to her guards. The captives where placed into the chamber. Jungle Babe yelled, "You haven't seen the last of me."

"Give it a rest, let's work on a way to untie oursleves first." The Hunter said.

The Tihal and her minons laughed as some of her guards pushed a large rock in front of the cave. Jungle Babe struggled, not realizing she was rubbing herself against The Hunter.

"You better stop!" He said.

"Don't tell me what to do." she snapped back.

There was a large crash as the chamber suddenly went dark. Except for the light coming from the candles in the chamber.

"This is a fine mess," The Hunter said. "Quit moving."

"We must break these bonds."

"I'm wondering how they are going to make us get the hots for each other. You know it seems funny in here."

"There are plants that grow in these lands that make weak minded people sexually aroused. Somehow they put it into a scented from, I fear you will fall prey to it." Jungle Babe said.

"Your uncle was right, you are cocky."

"What do you know of my uncle?"

"He hired me to take care of you."

"You failed."

"No, I think this trail is gonna do both us. If these scents are what they are cracked up to be."

"Even you think . . . mmm feel more comfortable." A look came over Jungle Babe's face.

"Look we are . . . huh? What did you say?"

Jungle Babe felt a something very strange come over her. She suddenly didn't care that she was tied to a man. All she felt now that there was someone very close to her, inches close. She felt his body on hers and and there was on one else around.

"We are trapped in here, " Jungle Babe cooed .

"I know," The Hunter said. "We have . . . oh no. The scents."

"We are sooooooo helpless, we are never escaping." Jungle Babe's tongue flicked out at The Hunter's lips. He tried to move his face away but he still felt them.

"Mc Queen snap out of it! We can't give into the scents!"

"Just give in to me, dear."

The Hunter tried to move his head. But then Jungle Babe thurst her head forward and kissed The Hunter, long and deep. The Hunter tried not to return the kiss but the scents in the chamber were everywhere. Finally after a time they came up for air. Both Jungle Babe and The Hunter smiled at each other.

"We are powerless," he said. "We will never escape."

"Why would we want to? We got each other."

The End ?