Savage Forest Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Enya couldn't hear it anymore and ran away in the opposite direction. Panting, she smashed the twigs that covered her eyes with her arm. She hobbled as fast as he could.

…Thrown and burned. They said that anything she had touched until now had been burnt without getting used.

'How… How could they…!'

She was just meant to be helpful. Enya also knew that there were a lot of women who were much more useful than her. She just wanted to join in. She knew from the beginning she wouldn't be accepted. Nonetheless, she thought it'll get better with time.

Because of that, she thought that if she endured, put up with it, and persevered, one day she would have at least one person who would talk to her first—even if she crammed in like a square stone that didn't fit in.

Enya now understood. What a mistake that was.

“Parasite woman who lives in Tarhan's house.”

Suddenly, words like a blade that had been buried for a very long time came to her mind.

It was the very night that her heart got broken so much that she burst into tears in front of Tarhan. Even though he broke the nose bones of the men, his anger could not be resolved, so he went to Kahanti's hut the next day and demanded punishment for the men who insulted Enya.

Enya knew from the beginning that it couldn't be. Tarhan's frustration and anger that day evoked a new feeling in her for the first time in her life.

Her bones were sore.

The fact that she made her loved one despair as much as the pain hurts her is unbearably painful.

“Huu… huhh…!”

Enya ran frantically into the forest on the other side.

The pillar of fire in front of her eyes became a strange haze among the tears that were blurring her vision. It looked like a sea of ​​fire all around her. She frantically turned her head in different directions, before she noticed that she was trapped in the middle of a bush that had grown taller than her.

When the crowing of insects resonated louder than the beating of drums, she was terrified. At that moment, as she saw an exit with a bright light leaking through the dark surroundings, Enya ran to the place recklessly.

Whoosh.

She jumped in with her eyes tightly closed, and in an instant, the surroundings flashed and brightened. The sight Enya saw was enough to grab her feet and nail her to the ground.

“Haahng! Ahng! Ah…!”

It was a feast of the body that was gleaming red in the light.

Dozens of naked people were moving violently with their legs and arms entangled in each other's bodies. They were rubbing around, genitals to each other, around the fire under the moonlight.

“Huk, huuek—Euung! Uek, aangg…!”

The scene of the beastly bacchanalia unfolded before her eyes.

Two men climbed on either side of the woman who was lying with her neck and waist bent, and moaning in a bizarre posture, pushing their bulging genitals. The woman's buttocks were open, and a moan close to pain erupted, but their movements did not end.

Right next to her was the man who pushed himself into the woman who was laid like a dog from behind her, and let out moans. On the other side, two women were sucking a man's thing at the same time as another man was licking the wriggling back of those women greedily.

“Ah! Aahh…! Ahng! HAAH…!”

Sitting, standing, lying down, and getting on, in three to four, woman and man.

“AAHH…!! Huaahnng…!”

It was literally…

…Day of Repose.

There was no moderation. In the middle of the heatful night, red flames were burning lustfully, as if instigating men and women who fell into the sinful pleasure of lust. The moment Enya saw a woman rub her breasts to a man's almost bursting pillar, she could not stand the rising nausea and ran away into the grass again.

“Huhk…! Gasp! Gasp…!”

She ran, not feeling the reeds and blades of grass scarring back and forth against her skin. At that moment, she couldn't help but be shocked. Enya had never known a man other than Tarhan. Naturally, she had never seen another man and woman having an affair before her eyes.

Was this what love between men and women was like?

Was that what she has been doing with Tarhan so far?

She had to run away.

The only thought was that she had to run away from the scene of such promiscuous copulation before someone could grab her by the arm and graft her with another man.

“Huuff, haah…! Ugh…!”

Soon after, she collapsed in the middle of a certain field.

The shouts and moans of men and women resounding from the debauched scene could be heard all the way here.

But she soon realized that she was mistaken.

Upon closer inspection, even in this grassy forest, a pair of men and women were naked, with their legs entangled, and they were moving like animals. Despite the woman's almost suffocating moans, the man didn't care and moved his waist.

Surprised by the lack of consideration, Enya started running away again in the opposite direction without looking back.

She was moving her feet so frantically.

Eventually, she reached a place where the smell of excrement vibrated. The sour, indescribable, disgusting smell stung her nose. It seemed to be a place where people who had escaped from the heat of the festival came to solve their bodily needs.

It was then that the strength in her legs was finally gone.

“Ugh… Uuugghh…!”

Enya unblocked her mouth. She vomited up all of the dinner she had right away. She was clearly not naive. She had heard of the Day of Repose and knew what people were doing that day.

Still, even though she knew it, actually facing it was something else altogether.

Of course, Enya, too, intertwined her legs with Tarhan countless times and was smitten under his body. They slept hand in hand under one hut.

However, unlike that men and women, they were only together with each other and did not entangle their bodies in front of everyone. She had never been bedded by two men at once. Tarhan never showed his bare body in front of another person.

Come to think of it, it was also the first time she had seen other people's genitals. Ironically, her disgust grew.

Enya crouched like a snail forced out of its shell with a groan. She never wanted to go out there and mess around with other people. At the same time, she realized how precious she had been in Tarhan's hut. He never treated her like one of those women out there.

To him, she was always the only woman.

Tarhan.

Enya shuddered at the name she had in her mind as it was her habit.

When she woke up in the morning, the soft leather she used as a blanket was always covering her body. Enya habitually kicked the blanket while she slept. If it had been covered until she woke up, someone must have covered her at dawn. There was no need to wonder who did it.

Then, the shocking scene from before became an afterimage and overlapped.

The bitter water came up again.

Since she hadn't eaten anything since dinner, she could only vomit nothing. Enya shook her head and staggered. It felt like someone was pulling her head to the side and twisting it.

“Ugghhh, uuhhk—huff…!”

She closed her eyes tightly and squatted down.

Whoo.

She exhaled, trying to calm herself down. Still, the complicated feelings could not be sorted out at once. Thoughts flooded in, and worries that had been set aside for a while flooded in like a tidal wave.

…They said that Tarhan had a new woman.

Obviously, Ashika said so. If there were a new woman, she would be one of those women from Perugia. The woman would occupy Tarhan's hut.

Just at the thought of it, she stood still, her breathing gasping as if she had run from the hut to the shores of the river. Enya grabbed her head and felt like she was about to collapse with her eyes wide open.

An irresistible fear overtook her.

Then, someone touched her back.

“Gasp…!”

Her body rushed to her feet and bumped into something strange. It was a man's body.

A man who touched Enya's back grabbed her forearm as she staggered, trying to get up.

“Everyone is playing. What are you doing here alone?”

Enya opened her mouth as her forearm got held.

The man, of course, was someone unknown. She didn't know many of the tribal men because they first evaded her like a plague.

“It's a face I haven't seen. Are you alone today?”

The man bowed his head with a smile.

It was night, so it was hard to see because of the dim visibility though this man was also as big as a normal tribal man. Enya reached out to push the man away. However, the flat and curved bare skin was felt in her hand. Like other men, the man's upper body was naked.

The man grasped her terrified, retreating hand softly as if stroking it.

“Why are you here alone? Oh, is this your first Day of Repose? Were you scared?”

There was laughter mixed with the soothing voice.

He saw her as a woman who participated in her first ritual after her first blood began. At that, Enya pursed her lips to tell him that it wasn't. The man seemed to release her captured forearm, but he continued to cling to her.

“I, I…”

The man continued to trace her bare skin and followed her a few steps, gripping even her clothes. Even if she stubbornly tried to fight it, it was not easy because his movement was so natural, like flowing water.

The man seemed to have a lot of experience, and he clung to her skillfully and slyly. The man frowned slightly at Enya, who was constantly trying to get away and smiled.

“I don't mean to hurt you. I'm just trying to make you feel better. Haven't you heard from your sisters?”

“I, I…!”

Enya opened her mouth to make it clear that she was not part of the ceremony and that she had no intention of having a relationship with him.

Then, an unfamiliar voice came from behind.

“Aksan. Why aren't you coming yet, what are you doing? I thought you were dead after going to drink water.”

Another man appeared.

He was a man with red rouge marks on the side of his lips and cheeks from the time he had been playing with women for a while. The man who called Aksan's name glanced at Enya and raised his eyebrows.

 

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