The Warlocks of Chiloé/Bath House

   In the morning, I found myself alone and there was a pleasant aroma and sounds of cheer coming from outside the room. I thought to clean up after myself, but I couldn’t find any evidence that I had ejaculated besides a small amount of dried cum inside my boxers. Maybe I hadn’t actually finished? I was exhausted. Then it occurred to me that I had a companion in bed with me last night, and my I felt sick. Maybe I should run? Maybe no one noticed the cum that I must have deposited all over her pajamas. 
   I put on my jeans and walked out into the main room nonchalantly and was greeted with warmth and enthusiasm. Ayelén was wearing black leggings that accentuated her butt and a pink long sleeve shirt. In a moment of self awareness I acknowledged that I wasn’t just concerned about the evidence of last night’s pleasure being visible on her pajamas, but I was actively checking out a 10 year old’s body. Of course, I always knew I had been attracted to kids, but I’d never actually had any inappropriate interactions with one.
   I was presented with a plate of scrambled eggs and a pulpy pineapple beverage. During breakfast, I brought up my curiosity of the modern clothing that most of the villagers wore. They received donations, which a group would travel to the city of Quemchi to carry back. They also exported ornate tapestries, among other things, and used the money to buy other things the village desired from outside. I didn’t ask, but I wondered if they had a better way to travel to the coast than the route I took. I was told that in a few days, such a journey would be made to acquire goods for a festival they called We Tripantu, to celebrate “the birth of a new sun.” 
   “The ceremony is fun,”Yamai explained, “but also crucial to the continued safety of our people. All of the virgin girls are sacrificed to restore our people’s magic.”
   I became deathly pale and I immediately felt concern for Ayelén who I was quickly growing fond of. Yamai and her daughters laughed at me. 
   “Relax! It’s a symbolic sacrifice. No one dies.” After we finished our meal, I was about to help clean, but Yamai asked me for a favor. 
   “So, I was wondering if you’d accompany Ayelén to the bath house for me, since you spread your seed all over her tummy last night.”
   All the color left my face. Yamai laughed at me more. I tried to respond but all that came out was a stutter and she continued. “It’s no big deal, she knows the way and can bathe herself. You just bathe yourself and play with her if you like.”
   What is wrong with this woman? She wiped my jizz off her 10 year old’s body and brought it up like nothing is wrong and now she wants me to take a bath with her? I expected to be strung up by my toes. And her older daughter wanted me to watch her uncle rape her. I feel like I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole and landed in a bizarre wonderland. I had no idea how weird things were going to get. I agreed to take the child.
   Ayelén talked the whole way to the bathhouse but I’m not sure I heard a word. I was dizzy trying to wrap my head around everything. I placed a towel that I had carried for her down and closed a stall door that offered minimal privacy from the other stalls when men, women and children alike were bathing. She showed me how to draw the bath and immediately pushed her leggings and panties all the way down to her feet and looked at me between her legs with a huge smile, but I was looking at something else. 
   “Do you think I’m sexy?” The girl asked. I looked around and was relieved that the stall next to us was empty. She continued. “Mama told me why my tummy was all sticky, and she told me it was because you thought I was sexy.” 
   “No! That’s not, I mean, yes, you’re so sexy, but I didn’t.” I couldn’t keep up with these people.
   “You’re so weird!” She said, giggling. She removed her shirt, and instead of going up the steps, she climbed over the edge. I’d seen so much of her tight holes that I was rock hard. I sat down on a wood chair by the tub and put my leg in my lap to hide my tent.
   “Aren’t you gonna get in?” 
   “No, Ayelén, I’ll wait until you’re done.”
   “But then the water will be cold, and there’s so much room. Why would you wait? I can wash your back for you!”
   “I don’t think that’s appropriate, kiddo.” 
   “What’s that mean?”
   “I mean that strangers aren’t supposed to get naked in front of little girls.”
   “You’re so silly! Besides, you’re not a stranger, mama said you’re gonna be my partner at the festival.” She began to beg me to get in, insuring me that it was perfectly normal for her people and reminded me that her mom expected me to take a bath with her.
   Reluctantly I gave in, and she was watching me undress. I requested that she turn around, which prompted her to remind me how weird and silly I was. She was so happy and innocent and she asked me to help her make lots of bubbles with the soap, which made me more comfortable anyway. My erection was retreating while we were having fun until she got close to me, her tummy touching mine, and began putting bubbles on my face to give me a big beard and a funny hat. The tip of my penis brushed against her slit as it grew and I could hardly process, but she was having a grand time. I made silly faces and tried to engineer more contact between our genitalia.
   “Mama told me what to do if your peepee got big like that.” I blushed and apologized, and I was afraid once again that I would be in trouble, but based on everything that happened so far, I didn’t think I would be. I dared to ask her what her mama told her to do. “She said I’m not ready for you to put it in my gina or my butt, and that I should put it in my mouth and to play with it with my hands.”
   “Your mother told you to put my peepee in your mouth?” I couldn’t believe it.
   “Uh huh,” she continued, “And sissy helped me practice on a fake one. Your’s is smaller than the fake one, so I think it will be easier.” Owch. “Can I try on yours?” Completely unbelievable. And yet, I didn’t think she was making it up. Her mother and sister had really prepared her for this to happen.
   “Um… Yes, you can.”
   “…Stand up silly, I can’t breath underwater.”
   “Oh, right.” I stood, such that my penis was inches from the surface. She moved closer and grabbed it with both hands and jerked it gently. They were so small, I felt huge. Then she put her mouth on it. This wasn’t happening. There’s was no way. Surely I’d eaten something poisonous in the jungle and this was all a delirium. Maybe I’d died and my effort to never exploit children in life was now being rewarded with sexual paradise in death. A pang of pleasure shot through me as she sucked my cock in deeper and deeper. I could distinctly feel her tongue on the bottom and her cheeks on the sides. Her teeth lightly tapped the base of my penis with her rythem. She slipped it out of her mouth and looked up at me.
   “Am I doing good, Daddy?” I didn’t even register that she called me daddy.
   “Uh huh, don’t stop kiddo.” She continued, and with renewed enthusiasm having been validated. After a minute or so she slipped it out again and said I tasted so much better than the fake one. Ha, stupid dildo. Victory is mine. I gently grabbed her head and pulled her back in. Finally I came. She tried to pull away but my hand was still on her head and in the moment of ecstasy I pulled her back harder and shot several loads down her throat.
   She looked a little sad as she wiped her mouth.
   “I’m so sorry, Ayelén, I don’t know what came over me.”
   “That’s okay. Mama said I could spit it out if it was yucky so I was going to, but it wasn’t so bad. Did I made you feel real good?” She was delighted to hear it was the best I’d ever had. I helped her to wash her face and rinse the soap off our bodies, then we got out, dried and dressed, then left the stall. She held my hand on the way back to the house.

• Village Duty