The (unity) symbol is the one I'm using here.

--- Jacks POV ---

I stepped out of the little sea plane onto the small dock.

"So this is the Congo, eh?" I asked in French. My guide knew French and Swahili, but not English.

He nodded, and smiled. "I show you many good place, Jack!" He answered in young French. (Meaning, grammatical errors, like a young person.)

I smiled. "I'm sure, Shane. Lead on, friend."

He finished tying the boat to the docks, and nodded. "Keep your wits about you, eh? Dangerous place for a city boy as yourself, mm?"

"I've been in more dangerous places and come out smiling, Shane. Don't worry about me." I quipped, grinning, and followed him into the lush jungle.

He chuckled. "Oh? Tell good Shane, to pass the time."

I smiled. "New Orleans, my birth place... It's more dangerous for a single reason.

In the jungle, and nature, you can die, but nothing will hunt you for anything but food.

In the city, people hunt you for a thousand stupid reasons, and you have no chances to survive, like in the jungle."

He nodded. "I see how this is more dangerous, yes."

We'd been hiking for about three hours, when I moved a giant frond from my way, and there was a snake there, and it struck, all in the space of a half-second.

I flashed down my hand, and caught it, but not before it bit my hip. I growled and ripped it off of me before it took a second bite, as that species is wont to do often.

I bound my thigh tightly to stop the poison from spreading. Shane gasped, as the whole exchange took maybe five seconds.

I looked at the snake, and it was a black mamba, maybe 12 feet long. Not the biggest, but a big fucker anyway.

"The fastest snake in the world, eh?" I said, chuckling.

He gasped. "You need antivenin, now!!!"

I nodded. "Good plan. Were is it?"

He sighed. "I don't have any..."

"Well I have 7-10 hours to live, Shane, so let's think of something." I said, sitting down, feeling nauseous.

I puked onto the grass, and he looked worried. "I have thirty minutes before I pass out and never wake up, Shane, help me please..."

I was trying to remain calm, but not even my immunity to poisons would help me with this. If I fall asleep, I die. That's it. Done.

He growled a curse and picked me up over his shoulder. "I hope my tribe doesn't kill you, and decides to heal you. Don't go to sleep, eh? Speak."

"I remember when I was a kid, I used to steal bread from the vendors on the streets, like Aladdin.

I was hungry, and they would throw it away if no one are it. I didn't see anything wrong with it.

But then some of the women caught me... And I never stole from them again. I didn't leave my house for years, out of fear."

"Why were you so afraid?" He asked, huffing as he ran with me on his shoulders.

"When they caught me... They wanted compensation for the bread but I had no money, and they knew that.

So they took their compensation from other places." I said, shivering as I remembered those women.

He nodded. "I see. Did they ever get justice for that?"

"A friend of mine, a bartender, took care of that, or so he said. I never saw them again, so I believe he killed them." I said slowly.

I was fading fast. "Good ol' Mikey... Never lets me down..."

All of a sudden we were in a village, and he tossed me down in front of what I assumed was the leader.

I giggled slowly. "Your hair is nice..." She had short black hair, in a pixie cut, slicked back. It was seriously hot.

She frowned. "What's wrong with you?" She asked In English.

I giggled again. "I got bit by a green snake with a black mouth. I think he needs to brush more often, Heheheheheh."

She gasped and looked down at my thigh. She nodded. "Alright, Sha'en, I'll take care of him. You've done well." She said in Swahili. I think that's what she said.

She picked me up with surprising ease and set me on a bed. I started to fade out, so apparently she thought to slap the fuck outa me would wake me up.

That effectively made me focus for a few extra minutes as my face stung like I'd just been punched by a boxer.

"What was that for?" I questioned slowly, not catching on.

She responds by unbuttoning toning my pants, and I giggled. "Hey, I know I'm sexy, but can you wait to screw me until I'm not dying? That'd be great... You're very pretty."

She snarled slightly and tipped my pants down... And froze. She looked at me, "you're a woman?"

I shook my head. "Nope. Just the body of one. And I use it sometimes, but I prefer to be a man. Why? Does it matter?"

She blushed and said something I didn't understand, and then kissed my thigh.

I gasped. I couldn't feel it, but I figured that's what men saw when a girl goes down on them.

I played with her hair, and my vision started to clear, and then she spat off to the side, and I realized she was sucking out the poison.

She finished, and as I passed out, I hear her say "it matters to me."

I think 'fuck, well, at least I went in a woman's arms. A sexy woman at that. I'm pretty chill with that. I wonder what's next?'

I woke up in bed with a woman, naked, and grinned. 'If this is what's next, I accept the terms and conditions Yeehaw!' I thought.

She woke up, and smiled. "I'm glad you're awake, my love."

I looked at her, puzzled. "Wait... You're the medicine woman, yes? You're dead too? Did you swallow some of that poison?"

She giggled. "You're not dead, two-spirit. I saved you. And no, I didn't swallow any poison."

"Two-spirit?" I asked dumbly.

She nodded. "The body of a woman but the mind of a man, yes, you're two-spirited. They are considered holy here. And... Well..."

I looked at her questioningly. "What? Is there a catch to you saving me? I'll pay it, whatever it is..."

She smiled. "In this tribe, and many others, the first to see a woman naked with her consent must marry her."

I nod. "I've heard of that yes. And?" Then it dawned on me. "And you had to strip me to heal me. Okay. Wow. There's no loophole for saving someone? Or being two-spirited?"

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, if I'd known, I wouldn't have looked, I thought you were male, and it was okay to see you naked...

I'm sorry... Are you angry?" She asked, blushing, and hugged me gently. I gasped at how close she was, and fell back, and she was straddling me now.

I shook my head. "Not really, I can't think straight... You're naked... And very pretty... And what did you say? We're.... Married, basically?"

She nodded. "Almost. We must... Complete our union, I believe that's how you say it."

I smiled. "So I get to tumble with you? I'm not complaining... But I have to tell you something..."

She frowned. "I don't care if you have had other lovers, or even if you have one now or in the future. You're mine and I'm yours."

She showed me a tattoo on her wrist, that matched mine. The Akindra symbol for unity. Great. "Ah, so not rings, eh?"

She smiled. "No. Not permanent enough."

I smiled and kissed her gently. "Well then, about that union..." I kiss her breasts, and slowly fondle them, teasing her.

She gasped and moaned, and attempted to copy what I was doing. I grabbed her wrists gently and put them above her head, and kissed her deeply.

"You're a virgin, aren't you." I asked. She nodded. "Well then, I'll have fun finding all your likes and dislikes..." I said.

She blushed, and let me have my way with her, kissing me at every opportunity.

I drifted down and started to lick her puss, eliciting sexy moans from her.

I drifted back up and kissed her, then entered her core with my fingers, and just as mouse had done for me, gently ripped her cherry, kissing her to mask the pain.

She gasped, and then she relaxed. I kissed her body as I drifted down and kissed her core.

Then I drove her to an orgasm by sliding two fingers into her tight hole and curling them slightly, catching the tight ring of muscle inside her core.

She came, yelling, and I drank her juices down, and then held her as she recovered.

She shuddered. "That was... Wow..."

I smiled and kissed her. "Indeed."

She blushed and looked up at me through her lashes. "Should I try that?"

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to?"

She nodded, and I smiled. "Alright, then."

"May I?" She asked, looking down again.

I was confused. "Why aren't you looking at me, doll? Are you embarrassed?

It's only us here, no need, alright? And you don't have to ask permission unless you think I'll be uncomfortable with it, okay?"

She nodded and said "that's not why I was looking down, I was showing deference to my husband..."

I growl and gently grab her chin. "Where I come from, a marriage is a partnership, of equals. You treat me the way you wish me to treat you, and we can be happy, alright?"

She nodded, smiling gently. "Alright... Now, may I...?" She looked at my dripping core.

I smiled and leaned back. "Yes, doll. But can I have a kiss first?"

She smiled and kissed me sweetly, and I held her close, and my hands found her ass, and I gasped in ecstasy.

She blushed, and the blush was delicious on her light brown skin. "You like my bottom?" She asked lightly, fondling my breasts.

I nodded, moaning. "It's amazing. May I see?" I asked, giving her puppy eyes.

She smiled and turned, bending over so I could see her ass. "Oh my god..." I whispered, and attempted to hold her ass.

There was too much of it for my hand. Two hands didn't hold one cheek. It was bigger than mine, and so soft.

I had the itch to spank it to see what would happen... "Uhm... I have an odd request..." I asked, kneading her ass.

She giggled. "What would that be?"

I gripped her ass, and asked hesitantly, "may I ... spank you?" I waited for her answer, dreading the worst.

She looked back at me. "Excuse me?"

I blushed and tapped my fingers together. "Well I have this fetish for butts, and yours is... Wow...

And I like watching them bounce, and spanking them is amazing too, and... Never mind, I shouldn't have asked.

It's your first time, you probably don't even know what a fetish is..." I said and looked at her, blushing like a fire engine.

She spoke. "I actually do know what a fetish is, and I have some as well.... But yes, husband, you may spank me."

I looked at her curiously. "Did I tell you my name? And did you tell me yours? I feel like we did but I don't remember."

She smiled. "I'm Sasha, and you?"

"Jack, originally Nicky. I've gone by Jack for two years or so." I said, and then said "nice to meet you, doll."

Then I slapped a hand down onto her glorious ass gently, watching it jiggle. "Oh dear, doll.... Your ass is just... Wow..." I said, and spanked her harder.

She moaned, shaking her ass for me, and I smiled. "You like that doll? Good, I plan on spanking you a lot more in the future.

Now... The matter of my dripping core? I'm pretty sure I'm ruining your sheets..." I said gently, and let her ass go with one last meaty thwack, and laid back.

She turned slowly, and immediately started licking and sucking my puss like a pro, effortlessly copying what I'd done. "A natural, eh? Mmm. So what's your kink, doll?"

She made me come the same way I had, and I hissed at her nails scraping me. "Not good. You'll need to cut those if you're going to finger me, doll, see mine?"

She nodded and wiped her mouth. "My kink?... Uhm..." She looked uncomfortable.

I kissed her. "It's okay doll, tell me."

She blurted out "I like playing with my ass... And I like being dominated, I think... And 'Good girl, bad girl, naughty girl'...

I've watched some DD/LG porn, and some Master/Pet porn and... Wow.. I wanted it so bad...

And I was hoping my partner would like it too..." She said, obviously wildly embarrassed but being honest with me.

I froze, and then grinned. I traced my fingers across her ass until they reached her asshole. It was nice and fat, very stretchy. "I do indeed, Pet..."

She moaned and collapsed onto my chest as I fingered her. "Well well, you have indeed been a bad girl, fingering your own ass, repeatedly, eh? I think you need a punishment..."

She was mostly clean. I made a note to give her Violets tips on keeping clean. I cleaned my fingers on a rag.

I then spanked her ass, hard, repeatedly, and widened her ass with two scissored fingers, causing her to Yelp, and cum, again. I cleaned up again, and kissed her.

"Good girl." I crooned to her as I petted her hair. She shivered and cuddled down into my chest. I covered us in a blanket. "Let's sleep, Pet."

She shuddered and kissed my chest, nodding. "Yes, master..."

I slept well, holding my new cuddly Wife. My hip was aching later, but it was alright.