“Hi all of ya, Pelo, a woman I knew from a previous visit as being the mother in charge of the girls home greeted us. We were sitting at a table outside Riku’s the community house and had just finished eating. Ellie, one of my girls, Waunu, is due to become a woman in a few days and has asked that Roger be the one to perform the ceremony and in fact she wishes to be linked to him for a few days until she is likely to be pregnant. Would you allow that? Is it possible?”

I turned to Riku sitting across the table from me. She wants a light baby like Sanle? I can give permission for her to use Roger but if they are linked for more than a night, she would have to be with him at work or we would have to give him time off, and that might not be allowed.”

“You could send him on an assignment to find out how girls become women here. In fact that could work out quite well. We have three more work days and then a two day holiday. We could send him on the evening before the last working day and she could have him for three days in a row with no work problems. If she’s fertile, that should be long enough.”

“How would you feel about going on an outside assignment on your own Roger? Since Sanle I knew he’d had a number of different girls but he’d never had a virgin. I saw him hesitate and made his mind up for him. He seemed to expect that. Yes, if we can work out details, he’ll do it. Roger’s eyes opened wide and the three of us women laughed.

“Perhaps he should also compare the way he makes the girl a woman to how it is done to most girls, Riku suggested. There’ll be a good deal of difference because of the chain. If she wants, Waunu will have him for her exclusive use whereas other girls are inseminated three times by different men without a break that first time and several men will have her on the following days. She may not be able to choose who does it although quite often she arranges a boy she likes to do the deed.”

“That will work out fine too, Pelo confirmed, There’s another girl due at about the same time and I doubt she is pretty enough for the government people to want her. I’ll let people know so they will witness it on Wednesday evening, Thursday is a school day for her but she can drag him along and show him to her friends, and I expect the teacher will get him talking to the classes. Friday and Saturday are holidays and she can release him for work on Sunday. I’ll arrange for the other girl to become a woman on Saturday.”

Chaining Roger to Riku I went with Pelo to the girls home and was introduced to Waunu. Sanle was with her and it was obvious they were friends and had discussed Roger. Sanle greeted me and patted her stomach. I’m over a week late so I guess Roger’s baby has started growing. Her face lit up with the huge smile so characteristic of Tumalians. I gave her a hug and then one to Waunu. The girl was shorter and plumper than Sanle and already had a more motherly appearance. She’ll do nicely for Roger, I thought, He always seems to be more in tune with the less outwardly attractive girls; the model types. Perhaps that is why he is attracted to Riku and me!”

“Waunu, and you too Pelo, has Sanle told you about Roger’s shyness? They both indicated that she had, Well I suggest that you keep the number of witnesses to the very minimum otherwise he might fail to perform.”

“Don’t worry, Ellie, Sanle exclaimed, I kept some of Wyche’s cream from the festival. He’ll perform all night!”



Roger guessed I’d something up my sleeve when I chained him to me as we left Government House after work on Wednesday. I hadn’t done that for ages. He was even more perplexed when we called at a stall and I bought enough savoury filled flatbread for two people and put them in his pack. Knowing I wouldn’t tell him anything, he asked Riku but she could honestly say, I don’t know either Roger. Ellie hasn’t planned anything with me. I think he began to have some idea when Waunu met us and I introduced her to him. Fortunately after the initial shock he seemed to take a liking to her and didn’t demure when a few hundred yards further on I clipped his chain to her left wrist. He’s all yours, I told her, But make sure he keeps his prick in his trousers until later!”

It was nearly 7:30 when Waunu led him into our community hut. You two get along okay? I asked and Roger nodded and surprisingly added, Thanks. They’d sat in the park and talked while they ate their flatbread and then petted for a while.

The reception he had at the neighbouring community house where Waunu had been given a bed, was less pleasant, almost hostile. I know it brought back memories of the festival and his dealings with the marauders but this time there was no Sanle to protect him. Waunu being much younger, had no experience in dealing with the adolescent boys who mocked them both. Roger was in tears again and Waunu had wet eyes. I didn’t want to interfere but in the end I soundly berated the boys until they turned on me but with Sumala and other adults from the house by my side, there was never likely to be any trouble. However, as they moved away, one of them called back, If your boyfriend can have our girl, we should be able to have his.”

“Later, I laughed and then realised I had given them an open invitation to fuck me. Sumala’s arm wrapped around my shoulders and I knew that was to let them know that I was his for the time being and that I was under his protection. We ignored the three teenagers while we prepared the bed for Waunu’s nuptials. I wondered if it was normal, but a fairly large crowd gathered around the bed, Pelo explained, It’s your white boyfriend, they’re curious to see how he performs. I hoped Roger didn’t hear that otherwise it would put even more pressure on him.

“I thought you didn’t allow children to witness these events? I queried after seeing a young girl standing close to the bed.

“Not as a general rule but Resu there, is due to become a woman in a few days so she gets to see what happens. Most children will have seen people naked and fucking many times even when they’re not supposed to. They also get sex instruction in school so they know what it is all about. To my embarrassment, Pelo went on with a grin on her face, Some even saw you in the park during the festival and were telling the others exactly what you got up to when I overheard them.”

My face went very red. I thought children weren’t allowed in

“They’re not, but children being what they are, find ways of getting into things that are forbidden to them. Mind you, they all had a dose of the strap when we found out.”

At this point it was obvious that Roger wasn’t going to get hard, indeed he was very nervous and shaking at the thought of performing the ceremony in front of everyone but Sanle must have briefed Waunu well. I only caught a glimpse of the cream on her finger when she cuddled Roger on top of her and began to fondle his prick. For long minutes it seemed as if nothing would happen and I began to wonder if it was outdated, but slowly his cock began to grow and soon it was fiercely hard. He knew what to do and it only took a couple of thrusts before he was fully entered and fucking like normal. It seemed very little different to having a non virgin, he told me later, I felt her hymen but it gave way easily. I don’t think many of the onlookers knew I’d done it and Waunu didn’t feel any real pain and, as you saw, she didn’t bleed much. Perhaps Tumalian women are like that.”

To everyone’s amazement, except those of us who knew the reason, Roger continued fucking even after shooting his seed twice. Waunu appeared to be in ecstasy but, knowing what Roger’s prick was like after using the cream at the festival, I wondered how sore she would be in the morning. After a good half an hour of watching the performance, couples started drifting away or using the nearby beds. The three youths kept eyeing me and I knew I would have to make good my promise but I wanted it to be on my own home ground. Take me back to Riku’s, Suma please, I whispered, I want you first and then they can have the left-overs. Raising my eyebrows at the boys, I indicated for them to follow. Fortunately Roger didn’t notice otherwise I guess he would have called me a slut or a whore again.

Sumala sensed that I wanted to keep the boys waiting and took his time. Perhaps that wasn’t a good idea because they were very aggressive by the time I was ready for them and ploughed into me hard and furiously, but for all their waiting, they didn’t last long. One apparently had me in the park and decided this time he wanted my arse but after my experience in the Mummy Boy Camp, it wasn’t a real problem.

However sore Waunu was in the morning, she carted him off to school with her while I had to return to work for the day.

Saturday evening we gathered in another community hut to witness the initiation of Resu, a much taller and skinnier girl than Waunu and one whose breasts were still hardly developed and yet she looked older. She also looked very apprehensive. A late developer I concluded. A business man has paid to fuck her the first time, Pelo told me, And then she chose two men from her father’s farm. She knows them but I think it was her father that really made the choice. She’ll have a rougher time than Waunu.”

So it proved. The business man was always on he lookout for thin girls particularly, because they were often so much tighter than the plumper ones and he liked to hear them squeal when he forced his prick into them. Does the money go to the girl? I asked.

“No. We all get a third, the girl, the house for its upkeep and a third for me for arranging it. Well at least there was some compensation for the girl. This seemed akin to prostitution, not only illegal in Tumali but also unnecessary, but I kept my thoughts to myself.

The man was tall and slim and, compared with his countrymen, was not overly well endowed. Perhaps that is why he wants virgins, I thought. His prick was still as big as Roger’s though.

Resu’s defloration was not a tender affair. On the man’s instructions, no one prepared the girl for her ordeal; she lay shaking slightly on the bed surrounded by a small group on onlookers. I had no doubt that under the knickers she still wore, her vagina was still dry and entry would be painful. Later, I found out that is what was ordered and paid for.

While a few men called out encouragement, the man just walked into the room and removed his trousers. Without a word he ripped Resu’s knickers off, spread her legs and thrust his prick into her tight opening. She gave a loud scream. Some of the men grinned but most of the women looked sad or upset; they, like me, knew that the trauma could affect the way she viewed sex for the rest of her life. A pleasant experience first time would most likely encourage her to give pleasure in the future but I wasn’t sure that would happen with Risu. She bled considerably and that didn’t help matters especially as the next man had to wait until she’d been cleaned up a little. I was very glad the Major took his time with me even if it had changed me into a slut.

Risu still sobbed pitifully when the second man pushed his prick into her. He was a little more considerate but the previous sight must have over aroused him because he came very quickly. Her last inseminator was much older and took his time and at least tried to cause the least amount of pain. Had he been the only one to fuck her, she could well have enjoyed it but after the earlier hurtful entries, her face showed nothing but revulsion. Perhaps after the man spent the night with her, things would improve. As Sumala led me away, I reminded myself how lucky I was to have been taken by an experienced and careful lover.