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I Could`nt find these yesterday but my friend Jenny made these to go with my fantasy
well not a fantasy really, something i used to long for,but it gives you some idea of how
it destroys a white woman to appease that horrible jungle god on June 21st every year
they are looking for a 2015 offering, any girl interested. you don`t have to be a virgin

In the first picture notice the men wearing the penis coverings. Some are excessively long and others are short, wonder why. And how do you suppose those things felt all day? And how did they keep them up? Interesting, I think.
 
It`s just the whole scenario really, my fantasy is being persuaded by men who sell bodies to give myself to a native tribe in the Congo and be sacrificed to appease their jungle god, at first i am horrified but i have a voluptuous body and had been
told by an admirer that my body was made for the sacrificial altar. so after a while i said yes and flown to Nairobi then on to the Congo where the body sellers got a good price for my body and i am left with the natives. Now they treat me like a virgin, no funny business but some of the women and children keep rubbing my skin to see if the white will come off. i am left to roam the village as i wish until an hour before my offering then i am taken to a clearing at the edge of the village and for the first time i see the hideous idol i am being offered to.i am stripped of my clothes and tied to a post in full view of the altar i will die on. this altar is in two parts the base and then a hinged top which lifts almost horizontal with horrific sharpened wooden posts bedded into it and ropes holding it in place. now i can see for the first time the horrific death i am going to be put to. The drums are now getting more and more frantic,the natives dancing and chanting and as this is going on i am released from the post and taken to the sacrificial altar,laid down hands beside my side legs partly open and i am looking up at those horrific spikes and the hideous god behind them . terror. orgasms, terror orgasms, my dream is coming true i am going to be offered for sacrifice, ten minutes later the village chief rises from his seat and all goes quiet as the natives gather round the altar. my frightened eyes dart from the natives,to the chief and those horrific spikes that are going to crash down on my soft body and send me to the jungle god . the chief looks down at me, i look at him, licking my now dry lips,i have never felt terror like this before in all my life but my fantasy is about to become reality. he has a pole covered in feathers in his right hand and he slowly starts to raise it,that is when i wet myself, he lifts it high above his head and i just have a glimps of the falling stakes, not even half a scream as they crash down and rip through my soft voluptuous body
making it arch up,my eyes wide in terror,then death , thankfully it was an instant death. The natives then go wild and dance and chant all night long,and the next morning my remains are scraped from the alter taken out of the village and placed on a flat stone slab food for the animals. The altar is cleaned down and made ready for the next white female in twelve months time


Good story but I think your death was too quick. I would have them lower the spikes to your naked body and then add weights to slowly press them in. Add a few ants too the table so as you squirm it slashes the spikes into you body.
 
Ah but they are not perverts Jim they just want to appease
their jungle idol ,and it only wants white women so they
give me to it as quickly as possible, you would need another
type of scenario to do all those things to me, but i do love
the ants idea ,me tied naked to a post wearing only close
fitting knickers at an adult only party and some guy tips
a jar full of red ants down the front of them ,now what
happens next has most of the men having to change
their underpants
 
....it's a shame that there wasn't something like a sacrifice in the version of "Tarzan" that Andie MacDowell starred in - she was such a pretty Jane!
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....it's a shame that there wasn't something like a sacrifice in the version of "Tarzan" that Andie MacDowell starred in - she was such a pretty Jane!
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I Got a lot of my ideas from the old Tarzan movies but the frustrating part was he always
saved Jane or a lady in Peril, only in one did they cut a man`s cock off and you had to
use your imagination for that, and it was the bearers who were split between two saplings
never Jane
 
I Got a lot of my ideas from the old Tarzan movies but the frustrating part was he always
saved Jane or a lady in Peril, only in one did they cut a man`s cock off and you had to
use your imagination for that, and it was the bearers who were split between two saplings
never Jane

Yep, mainstream Hollywood hints at what we would like to see, but never delivers do they? :confused:
 
Well it was the Hayes Office was`nt it Barbaria, very strict censorship
a man had to keep one foot on the floor while making love"just kissing"
to the woman laid on the bed, try that with your man , all that happens is
while trying to get it in he slides off the bed and lands on the piss pot on the
floor , very romantic
 
Well it was the Hayes Office was`nt it Barbaria, very strict censorship
a man had to keep one foot on the floor while making love"just kissing"
to the woman laid on the bed, try that with your man , all that happens is
while trying to get it in he slides off the bed and lands on the piss pot on the
floor , very romantic
romantic sacrifice in another way

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more to come
 
That is why it is such a turn on for me Phlebas
the thought of a white couple or a single white
female falling into the hands of a savage tribe
who have never seen white people and are a very
superstitious and their way of calming their fears
is to sacrifice someone to whatever they are
frightened of, and a white couple or a white female
is the ideal choice.

Yes, Dorothy. Imagine, your ripe white body falling into the hands of these people. They could have a lot of fun with you, it would be a party, a festival. Imagine the drums beating, beating, the dark yet figures whirling and leaping in the firelight. The white woman, bound and helpless, arms over her head tied to a pole, her feet spread wide and tied to small stakes. Her/your tender white breasts are so inviting, a natural target for sharp slivers of wood. As blood runs down your chest you are aware of something happening between your legs. The stake has been sharpened, heated in the fire. Now it probes your delicate female folds . . . . .
The drums beating, the figures whirling, the screaming, screaming . . . . .
 

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Yes, Dorothy. Imagine, your ripe white body falling into the hands of these people. They could have a lot of fun with you, it would be a party, a festival. Imagine the drums beating, beating, the dark yet figures whirling and leaping in the firelight. The white woman, bound and helpless, arms over her head tied to a pole, her feet spread wide and tied to small stakes. Her/your tender white breasts are so inviting, a natural target for sharp slivers of wood. As blood runs down your chest you are aware of something happening between your legs. The stake has been sharpened, heated in the fire. Now it probes your delicate female folds . . . . .
The drums beating, the figures whirling, the screaming, screaming . . . . .
OMG ~ I bet she's reaching for the tissues now!
 
Yes, Dorothy. Imagine, your ripe white body falling into the hands of these people. They could have a lot of fun with you, it would be a party, a festival. Imagine the drums beating, beating, the dark yet figures whirling and leaping in the firelight. The white woman, bound and helpless, arms over her head tied to a pole, her feet spread wide and tied to small stakes. Her/your tender white breasts are so inviting, a natural target for sharp slivers of wood. As blood runs down your chest you are aware of something happening between your legs. The stake has been sharpened, heated in the fire. Now it probes your delicate female folds . . . . .
The drums beating, the figures whirling, the screaming, screaming . . . . .

Yes Phlebas that hit the spot, i have used half a box
of tissues and not to blow my nose with either
set that in New Zealand and they are celebrating their
Hammering of the English cricket team tormenting
a female England supporter and beside me getting it
how about a heated pole up the ar`se of all the players
to liven them up a bit wait, while Afghanistan beat them
then you can sacrifice me for real
 
Yes Phlebas that hit the spot, i have used half a box
of tissues and not to blow my nose with either
set that in New Zealand and they are celebrating their
Hammering of the English cricket team tormenting
a female England supporter and beside me getting it
how about a heated pole up the ar`se of all the players
to liven them up a bit wait, while Afghanistan beat them
then you can sacrifice me for real
in this way?
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now looking the play MU-Swansea​
 
I Love the second one Admihoek chained and waiting to be
taken to my sacrifice with those two creatures guarding me
to make sure i`m not rescued, just a thought while i wait.
how big are those creatures willie`s ,well it would be my
last time would`nt it,
Sorry Mr Tree, i will be good, those were naughty thoughts
 
Dorothy won't even have to walk to her sacrifice. She'll be carried there!!!
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...quit bitching, Dorothy, you love it...

Tribesmen business

They caught the white female on their last hunting trip.
Sacrifice - yes cruel - tribal headmen mete out very severe punishment to please warfare gods.

... but not before the aggressive warriors have a lot of fun with blond white woman ...

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