Jenny and Ubermensch program Part 2 by Panther Chapter 5 - Welcome to the Jungle Jenny took a deep breath and pulled at the rope again with all her might. The steel railing slowly buckled and then with a sudden crack it broke from the floor and flew towards her. Jenny barely managed to duck or else it would have split her skull. With a dull thud it hit the crate of aviation fuel and the crate burst open sloshing the blue liquid everywhere. Jenny was aghast. The highly flammable liquid was everywhere including her torn clothes. A single spark and she wouldn’t have to worry about the plane crashing. The blonde agent got up very carefully and gingerly and stepped into the cockpit. She was just in time as the plane barely missed a tree. She scrambled to pull up the lever and the plane righted itself skimming the top of the next tree. Jenny was about to sigh when she saw the fuel gauge. It was hovering just over the red marked END. As she stared on dumbfounded the gauge moved once and then dropped dead to EMPTY. The engine died immediately. The tiny aeroplane shuddered once and then died. It hit the top of the next tree; bounced back up then dipped and got tied up in the vines of the next tree. It hit with its nose and crumpled. Jenny just had enough time to brace herself with the pilot seat. When the plane nose crumpled there was a single spark from the engine. It seemed to jump to the fuel sloshing on the cockpit floor. There was a sizzle where the spark touched the liquid then a silent thump. Jenny was already sprinting towards the open door in the plane. The flames reached her first. The blonde agent chucked off her burning clothes while sprinting for her life and jumped out of the planes door. A devastating explosion could only be seconds away. She hit the tree trunk and lost her breath, then fell down to the next branch which hit her ankle and completely flipped her over. Completely breathless and throwing her hand desperately about her she caught a vine and tried to steer herself towards that. It snapped off in her hand and she fell with a scream as the plane exploded above her. After a few seconds our brave heroine gingerly opened her eyes. Everything seemed to be turned upside down. She squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them again. The picture seemed clearer this time. She was hanging upside down from the vines which were wrapped around her like a rope. The plane was blazing furiously way up the tree. And she seemed to have no clothes at all. One of the vines holding her snapped and she swung into the tree trunk. A painful thud on her noggin and her world turned black. ************** She felt warm. Her whole body felt hot. Jenny's eyelids were still too heavy to open so she concentrated on what she could feel. She was lying on what seemed like packed earth. A blanket made of... (Grass?) was covering her. She was feeling thirsty, desperately thirsty. Fighting the effect of grogginess and thirst Jenny opened her eyes and looked at a grass roof. It was a mud hut, quite small. She looked down and saw the grass blanket. She flipped it over and looked at her body. There seemed to be not a single scratch on her until she reached her feet. Her right ankle was swollen to the size of her thigh and it was deep purple. She hesitantly touched it and cried out in pain. Her cry brought a young short boy of eighteen or nineteen years hurrying into the hut. Jenny stared at him. He was a scrawny young man barely five feet in height with deep brown skin. His head was shorn. He wore a grass skirt which reached to his knees. His body was bare with only a beaded necklace of some kind of dried fruit as his only adornment. He came to Jenny with his palms raised in a gesture of peace. The youngster looked at Jenny's ankle and took up an earthen pot on the floor. From this he scooped up a copious amount of greenish goo which he then proceeded to spread gently over the purple area of Jenny's foot. He did it so gently that Jenny was amazed. When he was done he kept the pot on the floor and turned to Jenny. Jenny mimed drinking. The boy nodded and tried handing her another pot. She snatched the pot and gulped down the whole pot of water. She was surprised to find refreshingly cool water with a slightly tangy taste. What would have surprised more was that the water was infused with a herb the medicine man has prepared for her. It is a stimulant which also has the side effect of being a mild aphrodisiac over the long term. The medicine man kept the water there for her to sip every hour or so, but in gulping down the whole pot Jenny took what was her whole day's medicine. It started acting with a tingling sensation in her belly which soon spread across her whole body. Jenny was suddenly aware that she was completely nude and the young man in front of her can see her bare shaven cunt. He was a good boy Jenny justified to herself as the tingling in her body soon became the familiar slick feeling in her pussy. Jenny flashed a smile grateful that boy was not looking at her lecherously. He rather seemed to be awestruck and a little scared too, stealing glances at the pot. Then he smiled back and asked something in his own language. Jenny replied in English, then Spanish, then broken German, French and the few words she knows of Italian also. Both of them looked at each other with incomprehension. Finally, Jenny shrugged and pointed to herself and said "Jenny". The boy looked at her for a few seconds and touched her bare breast and asked "Yenni?" Jenny thought about slapping his hand away but did not want to offend. So she pointed to all of her and said more slowly "JENNY". It is a common trait of Britons that when faced with an unknown language they think that if they speak slowly and loudly, everyone ought to understand them. With even more confusion the young man looked at the completely naked Jenny and asked "Yenni?” Relieved that apparently the boy had understood her Jenny happily nodded, “YES, CORRECT. WHAT IS YOUR NAME YOUNG MAN?” She ended this question by pointing at the young man vigorously. The boy seemed perplexed. He licked his lips, looked here and there and then blushing furiously he almost whispered "Yenni?” Jenny fixated the bright smile on her face and wondered if the boy was even more muddleheaded than she thought. Maybe that is why he has been left for nurse duty. That would be her luck finding the dumbest person in the Amazon. The boy scooted closer to her and then tenderly touched her breasts and said sweetly "Yenni." Jenny did not understand what was so interesting about her name but she kept the smile frozen on her face and nodded eagerly. The boy took both her giant boobs in his hands. He bent down and began to suck her left nipple. Jenny gasped. The effect of the medicine increased the feeling in her nipples so she didn't pull away. She did not want to be seen as rude and she was not sure what the local custom was. The young man gave the nipple another lick before looking up at her. Jenny smiled at him again while wondering about how quaint the local customs are. "Ohhh" Jenny squeaked as he flicked his tongue forcefully over her erect nipple. After a few minutes on her left breast the boy sat up and asked tentatively "Yenni?" Jenny looked at him and decided to play it cool, even though she was feeling anything but. After all she didn't want to offend anyone even this chit of a boy and she needs to know where she was. She offered the other breast. The young man smiled at her before diving down and taking it into his mouth. He was concentrating on the tremendous feeling of her hard bud in his mouth. While he sucked he continued to massage her other boob. Jenny was not sure of the correct behaviour so she decided that she had to appear more aroused now as not doing so might be treated as an offence. She closed her eyes and tried to feel aroused. She did not have to try at all and soon she was gasping for breath. Jenny began moaning and groaning allowing herself to become excited at the tribal boy's touch. She was even slightly disappointed when he stopped although he continued to play with her tits. He could now see that her nether lips were visibly damp, a consequence of his vigorous work earlier on her nipples. He eagerly asked now his earlier shyness was forgotten, "Yenni?" Jenny looked at him through her arousal. A swift motion undid the knot in his grass skirt. As the skirt fell away she saw a massive 10-inch cock. Jenny lay back on the floor eagerly spreading her lithe legs wide and smiled at him invitingly. He climbed up on top of her taking his weight on his elbows. His cock poked between her legs rubbing against her clit. “Oh god” moaned Jenny reaching down between their bodies. She grabbed his shaft and helped guide it to the entrance to her pussy. She opened her legs as wide as they’d go. Once his cock found purchase he pushed forwards. The boy was patient slowly working his cock in and out a little deeper each thrust. He held still when she seemed to experience some discomfort. He didn’t want to hurt her and more importantly he wanted her coming back for more. Jenny was grateful he was gentle. It was a slow almost impossible lifting of her hips into his cock that let him know she was starting to like it. “Yes” she whispered softly. Jenny’s strong athletic legs wrapped around his hips and pulled several more inches inside her. “Uhh” she grunted. He felt her pussy stretching, and conforming around his cock reshaping itself to accommodate the big dick. Her pussy embraced every inch of his shaft, hugging and squeezing it. Suddenly, her vaginal muscles contracted around his cock, her orgasmic fluids running down to soak his shaft until it squirted onto his balls. Her body had gone limp and she was staring at the hut roof like she was in shock. He started working his cock in and out anyway. Her body answered for her her hips lifted into every thrust. She grunted each time he buried it in her. “Fuck me” Jenny hissed buoyed by the aphrodisiac surprising herself. “Fuck me” she said again. “Oh god! Boy, I’m going to cum!” Jenny arched her back, her breasts lifting the teen up as she squirted all around his cock again. He looked down at her. There was one benefit to their size difference. His face was practically right on her ripe white breasts. He planted his lips over one nipple while squeezing her other breasts. Her humping got more vigorous. He took it as the go-ahead to fuck her faster. "CHAGA" he growled. “Fuck me” Jenny moaned thrashing her head back and forth, wondering what a strange way to know someone's name. “Fuck me harder, HARDER, HARDER!” she screamed driving all thoughts from her head. He lifted his face out of her breasts when she’d settled down. The teen held himself up with his arms and started giving it to her hard. Jenny trembled and exploded again another orgasm following close behind that one. Jenny felt the sperm welling up through his cock. Secret agent Jenny Richards squeezed her legs tight around his hips locking him in just as his cock began its first of a dozen powerful squirts. The second she felt his hot seed spraying into her womb she had an orgasm so powerful it made her shudder. Each time his cock jumped prolonged her already strong orgasm. Both lovers collapsed from the intensity of their orgasms entering a state of semi-conscious bliss. Luckily, the brown teen's head found a soft cushion in Jenny’s soft breasts. Jenny awoke first. She let her new lover sleep gently rubbing his head sometimes running her hand down his back feeling the taut muscles, his hard ass. She could feel his cock shrivelling inside her. The boy stirred lifting himself up with a groan. He looked sleepy but he smiled and kissed her on the nipple before sliding up. Her head rose to meet his and they kissed affectionately. He slid back his cock plopping out. "Chaga" Jenny called out sure that it must be the boy's name. The boy awoke with a start. "Chaga?” he asked with some surprise but also a look of delight on his face. Jenny was delighted. She was making some progress. She happily pointed at herself and said "Yenni" and then pointed at the young man and said "Chaga". The teen was staring with complete round eyes. He opened his mouth and stopped. But before he could say anything, someone else entered the hut. Chapter 6 - Double trouble Actually, there were two. The men who entered seemed to be twins. They were older than "Chaga" though not by much. Both were similar in build, athletic and on the lean side. Though they had the well-defined muscles of someone who works hard all day. Both of them were wearing the same type of grass skirt. They said something to the boy and he jabbered for a few minutes. Jenny could catch the word Chaga multiple times. She smiled at them. They smiled back and were about to say something when Jenny pointed at the boy's back and said "Chaga". That pulled them up short. One of them spoke startlingly "Chaga?". Jenny brightly said "Chaga". Then she pointed at her still bare breast which now clearly sported red finger marks where it was grabbed during the recent fucking she received. She smiled and said "Yenni" and then she pointed to the two men. Their mouth hung open. One of them said very carefully, "Chaga" and slowly and very carefully pointed at himself. He then again said "Chaga" and carefully pointed towards his brother. "Are all of them named Chaga? How would do they call each other" Jenny wondered and tried thinking, not really her forte. Meanwhile things were proceeding rapidly during the time Jenny was trying very hard to think. Both the brothers have stepped out of their grass skirts. When Jenny finally finished her thinking and looked up. She was shocked to see the two men naked and closing in. Since they were standing and our poor Jenny was still sitting on the floor she got a better look at their penises and she liked what she saw. Things proceeded rapidly from there. Soon Jenny was riding one of the brothers his cock going deep into her pussy. While the other brother after some persuasion and bafflement was thrusting enthusiastically in her ass. She was rapidly bobbing her head over the young Chaga's cock. All three of them were working together to bring her closer to another massive climax. Jenny erupted in orgasm. Not only had the men had never fucked anything as hot, this woman seemed built for sex. Jenny felt dazed like she was drunk. That had been her biggest orgasm yet. An army was still slamming their cocks up into her pussy and ass and her entire lap felt soaked. Her mouth was still working over a huge dick which was deep in her throat. The cocks made squishing sounds each time they entered her. Her pussy was trying to squeeze one cock and hold it in. The shaft in her ass was fucking her fast and hard. Jenny felt another orgasm growing. This one would be big too. Maybe even bigger than the last. If they got any bigger she might die but she’d die happy and satisfied. “Oh god…ahh..ahh...." her orgasm exploded and Jenny passed out from sheer pleasure. The busty blonde let out a loud moan and then her eyes lazily drifted open and she grinned happily. There was another man in the hut now, an old man. He seemed pretty annoyed at the three men. Jenny wondered if he would also have sex with her. Her pussy seemed to be thoroughly drenched with cum and her own juices. Soon, the old man chased away the other men and came back to Jenny. He held up the pot that Jenny drank from and tut tutted. Jenny stared at him. He was the medicine man. He'd once worked as a porter with a Spanish expedition team and therefore knew a few dozen Spanish words. With these and mimes he managed to communicate with Jenny. What he said jolted awake the busty agent and made her aware of her situation. After the plane crashed near their village the tribe went to see if anyone was there. They found Jenny hanging upside down and knocked senselessly. They brought her back to their hut and had since then been caring for her. That was yesterday. Jenny also got to know that none of the men was named Chaga. It means to fuck so when Jenny kept calling Chaga to various males she was inviting them to have sex with her. Also Yenni in their tongue means gift. Which meant that our poor heroine introduced herself as a gift for their enjoyment. No wonder they seemed so baffled and happy. The tribe that had rescued her called themselves Amahua. They'd had a small village near a stream when some soldiers arrived to tell them that their village was now part of a park owned by a business. The villagers did not want to leave their traditional place but the soldiers simply killed a few of their warriors and leaders and took the women with them before burning the village. Since then the seven men to escape the catastrophe where living in this hut away from the stream. The old man who was called Kogi kept up a constant stream of chatter in broken Spanish and hand signals while putting another dressing on Jenny's ankle. The other villagers were called Arara( Little Chaga) who was their goatherd. The brothers were Barra and Barre. There are also Guata their leader, Jamama their cook and Tukano the village idiot. Kogi informed Jenny that it would be two weeks before she could walk normally again. When Kogi finally stopped to take a breath Jenny got a chance to ask how far any civilization was. A month of walking to the nearest village where a weekly steamer came from a town which might have electricity. The answer left her stunned. However her curiosity piqued when she notices a paper folded carefully among the wooden box of herbs. When she pointed at it Kogi handed it over explaining this was the paper they were given as an order before the soldiers drove them out and took their womenfolk. It was in Spanish which none of the villagers could read. Jenny read the paper and was simply astonished at the level of treachery men could stoop to. The paper was simply a complaint form by someone about toilets being blocked after rain. A paper of no use had been presented as an order to kill men and uproot a village! But when she looked at the paper carefully, her breath caught. It was written on the letterhead of Second Hope Hospital. Jenny excitedly pointed at the paper and gestured. After much gesturing and frustration, she realized that the hospital was the only a couple of days of walk away. Our Jenny was a trouper. She decided then and there that she would finish her mission, whatever the cost. ******************** The next week was quite uneventful, or as uneventful our bimbo agent allows it to be. She was still unable to walk or even to stand. So, the villagers took turns in caring for her. They carried her to the waste trench when she needed it, carried her to the hollowed out tree trunk that was used as a bathtub for her. Since none of the tribe wears cloths much and did not have anything to spare for her, Jenny stayed completely naked too. She got used to it. Meanwhile, the overdose she took on her first day kept working through her system. Sometimes inadvertently, like when she forgot the cook's name and called him Chaga. He took her from behind, in front of everyone, in the middle of the day. Both her face and ass were equally red from embarrassment and vigorous thrusting. Though everyone clapped at the good show. Or sometimes intentionally, like every night when someone or sometimes more than one came to her to change her dressing. They left only in the morning happy and amazed at the new things the white woman with giant boobs could teach them. She especially liked the village idiot. After she took some time teaching him to use his tongue and where to use it he picked up it up surprisingly well. So well, that Jenny rued the loss to womankind of the world. She also feared for her heart after he kept her orgasming for nearly half an hour straight. The only person who did not make love with her was their leader Guata. Kogi explained to Jenny one morning while laying his head on her one soft breast and slowly twisting the nipple of the other. "He feels responsible. He was the leader and the warrior of the tribe and it was his responsibility to protect. But what can a man with a spear do against men with guns". After a week Jenny could stand without support and limp, though not for long. She was by then sick of the scant cleaning the makeshift bathtub allowed. After much cajoling and threatening, Kogi allowed her to go the waterfall to clean up properly. But she would need an escort. Suddenly everyone seemed to be busy with something. That left only Guata. He did not say a single word as he lifted his spear and started walking. Jenny hobbled after her as fast as she could. Chapter 7 - Sex under waterfall The path seemed easy enough at first but soon became a monstrous climb. Sweat rolled off Jenny's brow and down her face as dirt adhered to her skin. With each passing step she felt stickier and dirtier and couldn't wait to reach the waterfall and enjoy the feel and taste of the cool water. The sound of the water pounding against the rocks grew closer and soon Jenny could taste the freshness in the air. Mists of water rushed toward her tantalizing her already aroused skin. She shuddered at the stir. Trying to calm herself she took a deep breath and continued forward. Wrestling through the shrubbery she finally reached the water's edge and let out a sigh of relief glad to see the cool refreshing water. Hot, sweaty and dirty the bluish green pond at the base of the beautiful waterfall looked enticing. Guata walked off somewhere giving her privacy. The waterfall was everything and more than what she had expected. The tropical trees, green bushes and moss covered rocks took her breath away at first sight. She quickly dove into the water. It was perfect all that a hot dirty body needed. She swam around enjoying the freedom and the invigorating water. It was nice and peaceful but she could not forget Guata's rejection. No man or even few women rejected her. Unknown to her, Guata was behind a tree keeping an eye on her. Though there were no dangerous animals this close to the village he liked to keep watch. It helped soothe his feelings as the failure to protect his tribe rankled a little less in those times. He was still angry with himself and therefore denied himself the pleasure of the white goddess’s flesh. Everyone else has laid with her and none had anything but kind words for her. According to the amount of screaming and moaning she did it seemed the village idiot was her favourite. His eyebrows rose up when he saw the golden-haired woman splashed in the water. Jenny dipped under water and vigorously rubbed the dirt from her. Then she stood up in the waist high water of the pool under the waterfall. Her wet, golden, straight hair now hung down her back to about her shoulder blades, gleaming and smooth, as if made of one piece. Guata was entranced by the shape of her back and the erotic beauty of her nicely muscled and highly defined arms when she reached up and behind to wring the water from her hair. She waded closer to the rocks at the side of the pool where the little rivulet that fed the pool ran over a deeply hollowed rock overhang. It fell in one solid stream of the size of a basketball from about ten feet height to the surface of the pond. Apparently, there were some boulders under the water there because as she neared, she began to grope around to find her footing. She reached forward with cupped hands to feel the soft force of the water falling from above. She clambered onto a boulder right under the gentle arc of falling water, and when she stood up she was out of the pond from the knees up. Guata could see her lovely hips, ass and thighs again and now the water poured softly onto her head and shoulders as it was only falling less than an arm span from above. She could move in and out of the direct stream of the water from her solid perch on the rock, and as she did so, the softly flowing water spread out over her whole magnificent body coating it in a glistening sheen. Magically, a shaft of sunlight happened to be piercing through the overhead canopy of trees right in the spot where she stood bathing herself luxuriantly under the running water, making it look for all the world like a spotlight was focused on her. Every time she put her head directly under the stream it would make her golden hair flow down evenly all around her head so that when she pulled her head back from the water she pulled her hair back from her face, combing the wet hair back with her fingers along the sides of her head, tucking it behind her ears and letting it flop against her lovely bareback. The tribal leader's breath caught in his throat. The loincloth started to stir. Maybe because of the taper of her back, from broad shoulders down to a narrow waist. Maybe because of the way the muscles moved, something about the athletic grace of the movement, or the sight of her lower back and her amazing firm bum cheeks flexing as she worked to maintain her footing under the cascade. In all, it was a spectacular sight, the nearly naked figure of this athletically built golden haired-bronze skinned woman blissfully enjoying the waterfall, standing there right before his eyes. Her breasts were large, larger than any village woman, but they stood up proudly, a nice handful each, and with dark nipples, hardened now by the cool water. Her nipples were a dark pink, and they were huge! Now she was leaning her head back again and letting the water pummel her breasts for a moment and laughing out loud! Leaning back a bit and pivoting back and forth from the waist to bring just one nipple, then the other under the stream of water, and as she slid her hands up her belly to cup each massive breast and holding them as if offering the stiff nipples to the flow of water her eyes were closed and her mouth open, an ecstatic expression on her face. She now began to slide her hands all up and down her flat belly and down onto the tops of her thighs and back up again to squeeze and to fondle her breasts, pinching and twisting at her nipples from time to time as her hands roamed deliriously all over her flesh, even grabbing and squeezing her pert ass cheeks. She was obviously becoming drunk with lust and the feel of her own flesh in her hands. She kept coming back to her nipples and each time she pinched or rolled them her whole body would writhe and her back would arch deeply. Now she was cupping her bare pussy and rubbing it and squeezing her thighs together, rubbing them back and forth against each other all the while covered in a layer of water from head to toe as she moved this way and that under the water pouring over her head, her shoulders, her chest or back, depending on where she moved under the water stream. Her every muscular movement was already an enormous pleasure to feast on, but now, with every movement Infused with such wanton sexual energy, it was driving him wild with lust for this goddess. Jenny was absorbed in her own feelings. Her fingers were deep inside her pussy, rubbing it wantonly. Her breathing was ragged and was coming in gasps. So she was quite surprised when she found a hand squeezing the soft fleshy pillow of her giant breast. She wheeled around in the water and came face to face with a naked Guata. His skin covered in a raised pattern of bumps undulated as his muscles moved smoothly under it, like a cat. As the chief he wore colourful beaded necklaces and gold rings around his wrists and ankles. They glimmered threateningly as he stalked her. She held up her hands in front of her pleading with him to stop while hoping he wouldn't. He wouldn't stop even if he could understand what she was saying. She could already see the lust in his eyes. His loincloth was struggling to contain his hardening organ and from what she could see it was huge. A swift motion undid the knot in his loincloth. As the fabric fell away, she saw a massive foot long cock staring at her. In horror and excitement she realized that his scarred skin didn't end at the loincloth, the bumps continued over his groin and down the length of his shaft. It looked like a torture device. Jenny’s hand seemed to have a mind of its own. It slid down and up the huge cock taking time to rub the bumps. He grabbed her thighs and lifted her off the pool like she weighed nothing and slid his cock just below the entrance to her smooth slit. She kissed his bald pate and then his forehead and finally his lips when she slid all the way down his shaft. Jenny started to moan as she felt his cock impale her. She could feel the bumps circling the entirety of his shaft as her body struggled to accommodate him. Her fingering earlier only helped to lubricate the way for his monster cock. With her body adjusting to his presence Jenny slowly started responding with a burning desire. She anticipated each upward thrust of his powerful hips. Her natural instincts came out and her body began to crave him. He began to move her hips, fucking him back. Soon animalistic grunts broke the silence of the jungle as they fucked each other with unrestrained lust. With a big cock impaling her and cum filled balls slapping her swollen clit, she felt her pussy start to spasm around him. As she came she kissed him harder burying him deep in her. She clamped down on the thick pole inside her. Even as her body shuddered around him he kept thrusting. Her orgasm kept going. He felt his balls rising and tightening. Pulling her fully against him he delivered his first shot of semen directly into her womb. Cum poured like water out of his cock. Jenny felt her womb flooding with the semen of the man and she orgasmed again breaking the kiss and screaming out his name. Guata had to carry her over his shoulder back to the village. The next week was similar as her ankle slowly healed. The nights would be for someone from the tribe while the waterfall would be for the leader of the tribe. She was sad when she realized she couldn't delay her mission any longer. She bade a fond and teary farewell to all seven of them. Even the ugly and fat cook Jamama and especially the village idiot Tukano. She promised herself that she would rescue the villagers kidnapped by the goons at the hospital. She started walking towards the valley where Second Hope Hospital was situated. There is a secret way into the valley Guata had told her. She doesn't have a plan yet but our blonde busty agent Jenny Richards is ready to finish her mission, whatever it takes. Chapter 8 - Back to work Jenny stood behind a massive tree and watched the hospital compound carefully. The secret path hadn't been difficult to find if one was looking for it otherwise it might have gone undiscovered for years. As she kept watch over the compound Jenny considered her options. She had no clothes except the grass skirt which barely covered her ass. She herself had fashioned a crude grass bra which tied her breasts to her chest stopping them from flopping around when she ran otherwise she could easily give herself two black eyes. She also had a couple of darts which Guata said would put a grown human to sleep in moments. She tried considering what she knew about the compound so far. There was an electric fence, mostly to stop wild animals. Thankfully they did not seem to have considered the possibility of anyone sneaking in on foot. By that evening, she knew the routines of the guards. So when the nighttime patrolman came on foot waving his torch lazily here and there Jenny was ready for him. Lightly stepping behind him he stabbed him in the neck with a dart. He did not even have time to shout a warning on the radio. Jenny took off his uniform and tied the guard tightly with vines. With any luck he won’t be discovered till the following night. That would give her a whole day to find out what she needed. Jenny donned the uniform. It was stretched obscenely over her bountiful chest. She could pass as a guard on a casual glance, from a distance, in the dark. The guard also carried a mobile phone though there was no signal. Jenny thanked her lucky stars and decided to use it to take pictures. Sighing over her cursed breasts once more Jenny trotted off towards the loading bay. She noticed earlier that it remained deserted during the night. She avoided the CCTV on the way and reached there to find a lift waiting. She pressed B2, wanting to start from the bottom and hoping it would be empty at this time of the night. The lift started moving. When it stopped at the lower basement, there was an access controlled door blocking her way. Jenny tried to remember her training. The buttons used most would be worn out they said. Jenny looked carefully over and could see the only the button 9 is well used. Snorting over the pathetic security the hospital seemed to employ she pressed 9 four times. The door opened and Jenny stepped into the cavernous room behind and stopped in astonishment. The room was huge. It stretched on forever. And there were pillars of glass. Around ten feet tall and six feet wide. The glass pillars contained an amber liquid with something suspended in it. Jenny took off running into the room trying to find the end of the pillars. There seemed to be hundreds of them. As she neared the end of the room, the suspended things inside the pillars kept getting bigger. Almost near the end, the things were big enough to see what they were and Jenny gasped when she got a good look. It was a man. Or something humanoid in shape. If it was a man it would be around eight feet tall with enough muscles to lift a tank. There were tubes running into the thing and it seemed to be breathing, though slowly. Jenny peered closer and was astonished to discover the thing had no balls. It had a penis, proportionate with its size, which is to say on a normal sized human it would be obscenely and possibly life-threateningly huge. But the skin underneath the penis was smooth. Jenny could only make a vague guess that whatever it was it had to be a criminal activity. She had found her evidence. She clicked as many pictures with the mobile as she could and then carried on with grim determination. There was a staircase at the end. She climbed carefully and after pushing through a wooden door, emerged into a corridor. There were rooms lined up on both sides. She tried the first one and clapped out in joy. It was the record room. The next two hours were spent in hard work. Jenny opened each of the cabinets and then went through each of the files. She found lots of startling information. But she did not want to spend time analyzing. The mobile camera clicked and clicked and hundreds of images, which could keep any criminal investigative agency busy for months, kept getting stored in the memory card. After two hours, when she has taken photos of everything and the battery of the phone was dying, she stood up with a smile. She booted the computer and copied everything from the phone's memory chip to the machine. Then she sent a mail to the Chief attaching all the images. What she did not know was that all external connections were monitored in the security room and her sending that mail immediately raised a red flag there. They were already scrambling to look for her when she walked into the next room not noticing that the computer blinking a message “Mail sending failed" Next was the dispatch room. The table was piled high with medical records which the hospital sends to its patients confidentially. Jenny thought for a moment then took the chip out of the phone She put the chip in one of the envelops and Scribbled the Chief's home address on it. After hiding the envelope among the others ready for dispatch, she was satisfied that her work here was done and walked out of the room and straight into Otto and a couple of guards. Both stared each other with complete bafflement until Jenny turned around and started to run. She made around four steps when not one but three tasers hit her posterior simultaneously. The blonde agent hit the floor and started quivering with the electric current running through her. The uniform’s shirt buttons flew away, her braless breasts shook like jelly while Otto stepped closer to her. "Well well. It is my favourite bunny. What did you do this time you dumb bitch?” Otto sneered. Jenny convulsed and her world turned dark. Chapter 9 - The Tin Man Cometh. Jenny woke up tied to a vertical steel railing. Her hands were tied behind her back and her shirt buttons were torn exposing her breasts to the leering guards. But that was not what Jenny saw first. The first thing that she saw was a man in an iron suit. It was a man she was sure. She could see the face behind the glass plate of his helmet. His upper body was covered in what looked like a steel box. A couple of tubes snaked around his behind to a pouch on his back. His legs were metal encased. Jenny stared at him with round eyes. "Ahem. Sorry to startle you fraulein. You understand modern English, right?” The man said. But the sound came from a speaker on his chest, tinny and mechanical. Jenny nodded, still unable to believe what the last couple of hours had shown her. Grown men being developed in the lab, a man in iron suite speaking in the voice of robots. "Since we have decided to move forward with a robust early adopter vector in the reconceptualizing the Ubermensch Program I guess I should do the honour of silo alignment and demonstrate the vector in program performance.", The man in the iron suite said in corporate gobbledygook. Groans of "not again", "oh God", "kill me now" rose among the guards standing there. Some of them looked green enough to puke. Jenny, now more confused than ever could only stare at wonder at the scene. "Right" the man said with a sigh, "back to Old English then". He went to a large chart hanging from the wall and pressed a button on his metal arm. A pointer came out from the knuckle of the metal arm. He flipped open to the first page of the chart and pointed to a picture of a man in Nazi SS uniform. "I'm Gruppenführer Dr Alberto Lungo of Sanitätsstaffel. My unit was assigned to create the perfect Aryan through means other than selective breeding. The Republic of San Espirito was ruled by a German sympathizer so the research lab was set up here to avoid probing eyes. We were trying to develope a synthetic womb process and we had some success but when the war ended the funds stopped coming. By then we had finished creating Mark I of the Ubermensch but eventually it was a disappointing failure." He flipped open the second page of the chart and there was an old photograph of a ...person. He or maybe she had a somewhat deformed head and was looking blankly at the camera. He had a well-built body but it lacked any definition. Like a slab of meat Jenny thought with horror. "The synthetic womb was not a success. It certainly bred strong subjects but they were all vegetables unable to even feed themselves without machine help. A decision was made to terminate them and start anew. But then the war ended and I became my own boss so I decided to sell the organs of the subjects to collect money. It helped that the ruler of the country was suffering from kidney failure and given his reputation as a despot and insignificance of his country no one would have helped him. So he was given a kidney from a test subject. He lived again and our partnership flourished. In fact this organ donation business flourished so much that we still produce Mark I products and the extra money helped our research to continue." Dr Lungo flipped open another page. Jenny was fascinated with the story but the guards seemed bored with it. Those who were not ogling Jenny's naked delicious tits were looking here and there. Only Otto was looking straight at Jenny's eyes and he was sneering. "This is Mark II subject. Fertilized in an organic womb and grown in a Synthetic womb. This proved...a learning experience."Dr Lungo stared at the image wistfully. Jenny looked at the photograph and gasped. It was of Otto but the photo was old. The man in the photo was naked and had the same build as Otto but a dangerous glint in his eyes. “So Otto is a lab-grown man. That would explain his size and strength” Jenny thought. "They came out okay. We had to do accelerated growth to get any measurable results from the experiments in our lifetime. Around 75% of the subjects turned out to be vegetables. Out of the rest, only one in ten showed any potential for human development. We persisted with this process until five years ago when it became clear that this was another dead end" Dr Lungo said sadly. He flipped open the next chart and Jenny was really scared at the photo now. It was a man similar to the man she saw in the glass pillar in the basement. Nearly eight feet tall man looking at the camera with intelligent eyes. "This is Mark III. Our final andmost successful product. This particular subject did not survive. But it gave us enough data to be sure what we are doing was the correct path. The subject is around 300% stronger than a normal human and is 200% more resilient to diseases and pain. Also the behavioural model can be set up such a way that it will be fiercely loyal and obedient. We finally have the Ubermensch" Dr Lungo ended with a flourish. The few guards who paid attention gave a half-hearted clap. Jenny blurted out the question which was bubbling inside her since the doctor started talking. "You mentioned the war. Which war was it" Jenny asked. "Why, the second world war" Dr Lungo looked surprised. "Umm, then how old are you" Jenny asked hesitantly not sure she would like the answer. More groaning from the guards "not again","oh god why". "Ahh. I’m glad that you asked that. You see my physical body was long replaced apart from my brain. My kidney failed around forty years back. Then one by one, the lungs, the heart, the leg muscles and the gut. Some I had replaced by organs and some by machines. But my brain is now hundred and forty years old!” Jenny was speechless with shock when a lady doctor entered the room. Jenny recognised her in a flash. She was in the dossier as Dr Manuela Lesner, the public face of the hospital. Though the public photos did not give the impression of a caustic bitch ready to insult you at any mistake you make. She wore what was supposed to be a simple white button-down blouse, a cream-coloured woman’s vest, and a mid-length black skirt and modest matching heels. Supposed to be, but on the body of the beautiful, buxom and exceedingly curvaceous figure of the caustic brunette the attire selection had the same effect on the eye as lingerie. Her mid-toned skin colour - the Spanish side of her lineage Jenny imagined - made the colours of her outfit pop, especially the white of her blouse that was only just suppressing the ample curve, roundness and heft of her immense bosoms. Dr Lesner looked at Jenny with interest. There was something in her gaze not unlike looking at mutton in the marketplace. Jenny shivered under the woman's gaze. What she did not notice was Otto's grim look when the new doctor arrived. Dr Lesner whispered something to Dr Lungo. Dr Lungo turned back and took a more careful look at Jenny. Then he said, "Ok. You can use her. She seems fit enough." Otto spoke up from the other end of the room. “But you promised her to me, Doctor. I have a lot of men and the last straggler came quite a while back. My men need this. Dr Lesner can still use her after we are done" “No” Dr Lesner said flat out. “Doctor Lungo, my men need the break. It has been too long and it would be good for discipline” Otto said with a furious grim look. "The last one used by your men was not even usable as a kitchen maid” Dr Lesner blurted out. “Alright but no more than eight hours and I want no injuries” he said casually like ordering kids not to fight over a new toy. Jenny looked back and forth at the two fighting for her. She was worried whoever was getting her will not have anything nice planned for her. Dr Lungo spoke up. "I have work to do. Finish it now please children." Dr Lesner took a really long and hard look at Otto and then said "One day and be careful Otto". Otto who looked like he'd swallowed a bitter pill whispered under his breath "One day bitch". Chapter 10 - Entertaining the Troups. Four of the guards released Jenny and frog-marched her to their dormitory. They pushed her towards what could only be described as a donkey. Softly padded on top with sturdy wooden legs at each corner. From each leg hung at least three broad Velcro straps. The first thing Otto did there was to put a blindfold on her. "Some of our men are simple farm boys. They cannot do this if they look into your eyes remembering what their mothers would say” Otto said apologetically. Jenny was slowly starting to realize what they planned to do as the first Velcro band was tightened round her left wrist. The second and third bands joined the first at the elbow and upper arm. Jenny's right arm was secured in exactly the same way the Velcro proving to be both fast and secure in restraining her limbs. A strap closed around Jenny's right ankle pinning her leg to the donkey’s rear leg. A second was wrapped tightly around her knee and the last fixed her thigh firmly in place. The strap at her left ankle forced her ankles to be fixed in place at least two feet apart. The last two straps pinioned her left leg. Otto stared down at the naked bound agent then sweeping the blonde hair aside she wrapped a final broad strap that Jenny hadn't spotted around her abdomen pinning her body to the top of the horse. Jenny tested the bonds but found she was utterly powerless to move. She couldn't stop it when the knot of dread in her stomach was joined by an equally large one of excitement. By then our naive agent had figured out that they are planning to rape her one by one. In spite of the feeling of dread and excitement, Jenny knew she could handle it. She has been gang banged before and though she did not relish the experience she sometimes enjoyed it too, or at least to the extent that it could be enjoyed. She just needed to keep her wits and take any opportunity to escape. She was not terribly surprised when someone sliced open her clothes and exposed her in all her naked glory. The light breeze touched her intimately and Jenny was dismayed to find her nipples erect. "Bitch is getting excited" somebody guffawed behind her. From the sound it seemed there were a dozen men in the room now. Jenny tried to remember how many guards were there. Fifty or more? Surely not all of them would fuck her. She realized her work won’t be that easy after all. When the first man thrust himself into her dry pussy Jenny swallowed the cry that came up. She was determined to not give any satisfaction to the rapists. Luckily he came only after a few minutes of hard thrusting. The second cock entered more easily. As the third shaft entered her she realized her body was betraying her. Her pussy was awash with semen and also her own juices. To her shame she could feel her own orgasm growing inside her. The guard pumped his dick inside her as he felt her body stiffen. He yelled out as her climax hit her forcing a groan from her. There was an all-around yelling and clapping and then he renewed his thrusting and filled her hot cunt with another portion of spunk. He was soon replaced by another. Hours later Jenny's poor mind was reeling under the relentless attack on her pussy. By then she had climaxed multiple times under the onslaught of the cocks. She was sure each of the guards had fucked her now sodden pussy once, some may be more. And they were not showing any signs of stopping. One after another they came inside her like a fucking train. The only saving grace was that Otto with his massive cock hadn't taken a turn with her yet. Many hours later when all of them was finally sated they stopped. Jenny was tired as hell by then. Her pussy felt like it had been put into a grinder. Her breasts and abdomen chafed on the leather covered horse. She was taken completely aback when Otto's deep bass voice whispered near her ear "Enjoying yourself slut?" Suddenly Jenny had a horrible suspicion that what she'd been through was only a preparation for what Otto was planning for her. Something terrible that will make what happened earlier seem like a walk in the park. Jenny shivered as she felt the giant man's hand touching her back. She heard sounds of everyone leaving over her troubled breathing. And then the sound of Otto opening a box and chuckling to himself "Oh boy. What a merry time we are going to have. You dumb bitch. You should have stayed dead in the plane." Jenny whimpered when she felt a crocodile clip on her nipple. She whispered faintly hating herself for her weakness, "No. Please. No" as another clip was attached to her nipple and then finally on her clit. Her voice cracked and she began to sob, tiny little gasps released under great pressure as she fought to maintain her composure. “Please. Please. No please." Otto was enjoying her turmoil, her slide into the depths of despair. His cock was hard as a rock and his heart was pounding at the things he planned. He took a look at the open box. Apart from the high voltage battery connected to the blonde bimbo's nipples and clit, there was rubber baseball bat ( Leaves no marks at all), pins of varying lengths, a drilling machine, razor-sharp wires. A lot of fun had to be foregone because of that stuck up bitch Dr Lesner, but still, there is enough for his twisted sense of fantasy. With a deep chuckle, he flipped open the battery. ********************** Jenny started screaming. She screamed and screamed until her voice broke. Then she sobbed and begged for mercy. Even begged for death if that will stop the torture. She begged and begged until her voice fell silent. Hours later there was only the sound of a quiet whimper of a deathly scared young girl. More hours later, even that sound was gone. The mind of the bound blonde has gone into a shell to protect her sanity. Otto had done what hundreds of criminals, rapists and monsters had not been able to do. He has broken the MI6 agent Jenny Richards’s spirit. A naked Otto released her. Jenny did not even move. She lay there supine as if she didn't even notice the binding was gone. With a satisfied smile, Otto mounted her. He had masturbated multiple times throughout the torture but he was still erect. He pushed into Jenny's asshole with brute force. Apart from a grunt where her body accommodated the large invader Jenny lay there unresisting allowing Otto to fuck her bunghole with wild abandon. When he was done he left a cum splattered Jenny on the donkey. The only sign that she was conscious was the two streams of tears flowing from her eyes.