"Going Native," part 12

The return trip took a different path.  Maggie walked in silence, pondering the events of the day.  Was that really her old friend Juliana at the resort?  How could it have been?  How long had Maggie been with the Tineri anyway?  And what exactly did M’li mean when she talked about “being ready” for riprasha?

"Going Native," part 11

The next day, Maggie drank her riprasha drink and went foraging with M’li.  They were looking for the various herbs the tribe used in cooking and for their various treatments and rituals, as well as anything else of interest.  Several of the herbs grew in great quantities on the shore of the brook, miles downstream,  As a Tineri, a miles-long trek was no issue, of course.  And so Maggie embarked with her friend, in search of these sought-after herbs.

"Going Native," part 10

M’li led Maggie to the clearing center, where a fire was pitched.  

“Here comes Maggie, ready to truly join us,” M’li told the assembled women.  Understanding her completely, they gathered a few things and led Maggie to sit on a log on the ground.

"Going Native," part 9

That evening, M’li disappeared from their hut for a while, then returned with a bowl full of some dark fluid.  The smell wasn’t unpleasant.  “Here, drink this.”

“What is it?”

“It’s the riprasha drink.  Have some in the morning and night, every day until the riprasha.”

As M’li knelt over her, Maggie held the bowl in two hands and brought it to her lips.  There was a weak, minty taste.  

Almost immediately, Maggie felt light headed.  She reclined on the bed.

In Tineri, M’li addressed her. “You’ve been holding out on us.  You have not been Tineri.  You have barely tried.  That changes now, doesn’t it?”

Maggie nodded.  She had spent the last several weeks with the tribe trying to figure out how to escape and not how to meet her end of the bargain she had struck - how to become part of the tribe.

“And it’s going to change because you realize now that you want to be Tineri more than anything else in the world.”

“...yes…”  The realization hit Maggie - why was she trying to leave the Tineri?  Everything she needed was here.

"Going Native," part 8

Maggie’s everyday duties also extended to regular sex with M’li.  Before sleep every night, Maggie was expected to worship M’li’s feet and eat her pussy until she came.  

Maggie’s evolving position on her own feet was mirrored in her enthusiasm for the foot fetish acts she performed.  When she was new to the tribe, before her feet had tanned and widened, and long before she began wearing toe rings herself, she dreaded the point each night when M’li would put one of her feet in Maggie’s hands.  Over time, though, she gained an appreciation of the fact that feet can be cute, and that appreciation extended to M’li’s feet.  Maggie noticed that M’li had long, slender toes, for instance, and that her feet always smelled like cut grass, and these things helped Maggie find it more palatable to suck M’li’s toes.  She still wasn’t interested in feet sexually, she told herself, but these were objectively pretty feet, and besides, it wasn’t like she had a choice.

"Going Native," part 7

Weeks passed.  There was still no sign of any rescuers or search party coming to find Maggie.  She knew better than to ask the Tineri for help in returning to the opulent lifestyle she had known.  

"Going Native," part 6

M’li announced the group’s return with several loud cries as they approached the village.  Maggie trailed slightly behind.  She wasn't used to walking barefoot anywhere outdoors besides a beach, and she had nicked her foot on some sharp rocks and small roots on the trip back to camp.  By the time she arrived, what seemed like the entire tribe was there to greet her.