9 - The Bear’s Gift: Tsk, Tsk! by flavia49 ()
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It happened in February. One day, just as she was busy at the loom, Chaisos noticed that one of the weights was loosened.
"Tsk, tsk!" She clicked her tongue and bent to pick the riotous weight up and put it back in place. While she was leaning forward on her knees and hands, with her legs slightly open, she felt a strange sensation in her most intimate parts. Her heart began to beat faster, a warmth never felt before began to flow under her skin: something smooth as silk and hard as marble was touching her femininity, something moving rhythmically, widening, making its way between the folds of her private parts until it reached the point.
"Ohh!" Chaisos twitched. She felt warm all around and a strange languor melted her belly and her forbidden parts. She felt wet, but it could not be blood since her month was still far away. A part of her told her to enjoy that sensation, so pleasantly shocking, another spurred her to flee. Puzzled Chaisos looked behind, but she saw no one. She was alone in her room. Yet that thing seemed to move as it had its own life and kept rubbing.
"It must be sorcery!" Chaisos thought as the storm of the senses made her tremble, but what a pleasant spell! Timidly she bent even more and lifted the hem of her skirt to watch between her legs and ...
"For all gods’ sake!"
In fact between her legs grazing and touching her in parts that made her blush, there was a pretty fallus, not very big, to tell the truth, but perfectly formed and moving at its own will. The cock began to rub the bud in the folds of his femininity, and Chaisos stopped thinking overwhelmed by sensations. In that moment she was lost. When she returned to consciousness, Chaisos saw the small little cock quiet on the ground, a sweet and innocuous little thing that made her feel compassionate.
A voice in her mind warned ‘You must show it to your parents. It’s witchcraft!’ but her body reminded her the pleasure she had just felt.
She remembered very well the two long, never ending years when she'd been locked in a special hut during and after her first blood: always alone, with her face facing the back wall, forced to spin and weave. After her purification time Peqo had brought her back home, but Chaisos couldn’t get out of the house.
"You will go out when they will come and take you to your groom's house," Peqo said.
Chaisos had to eat only by using small special hooks, no longer seeing anyone except her parents, and even when she went to the menstrual hut she was accompanied by her mother or an old aunt who stayed out of the hut for all the seven prescribed days. Now after two and two years of being cooped, Chaisos was cursing the day she was born as the daughter of a tribal leader, dreaming of fleeing and rebellion, but unable to do so, she was bored to death.
So in her madness Chaisos decided to say nothing and keep that little object smaller than her hand. She hid it in a secret place, inside a bag placed among the others containing the herbs to dye the nettle silk.
Every dawn when everyone went out to work and only an old woman was sitting just outside the door of the house, Chaisos pulled her treasure out and clicked her tongue “Tsk, tsk!”. The little cock flickered in her hands, turgid and stiff, and gave her wonderful pleasure.
At first Chaisos did not mind, but after a while she realized that the little penis was growing, the more she was touching it, the more she handled it, the more it grew, until eventually it became an object of royal size, long, generously built, glorious and well erected on its testicles that had developed from nowhere.
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flavia49 () 11:56AM | Thu, 16 November 2017
Thank you to all people who appreciated the previous picture! Thank you for viewing and drop a note if you like!
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Faemike55 () 12:35PM | Thu, 16 November 2017
oh my! sounds like she's no longer going to be bored in that hut
GrandmaT () 6:49PM | Thu, 16 November 2017
Marvelous story! Mommy and Daddy are in for a rude awakening I'm willing to bet.
gaius () 3:01AM | Sat, 18 November 2017
Great scene and story...but tsk...pronounced ???? Or is it just the sound of her tongue ?