Tusk's eyes moved rapidly from me to Kina and back, confusion mixed with wonder on his face. Tusk had his hand wrapped around his half-hardened and was shaking his head, muttering almost inaudibly. He said, "Not really... I don't even understand what is going on. It seems so difficult, you know..."His eyes first hovered over his manhood and then at mine, and he clearly was comparing the difference in size and boldness."
Kina let out an annoyed sigh, pushing herself up slightly on her elbows, her voice sharp with frustration. "Tusk... how can that be? Dexter is working so hard to teach you!"
Kina was scolding him harshly, her face still showing the pleasure I had taken from her, and her voice dipped in venom. "Do you even have the slightest intention of learning? Or are you just going to stand there and not help like a useless—" She got cut off by her groan, her body still sensitive and sore from the brutal fucking I had given her. She shifted and grimaced, her pussy swollen and reddened, her anus throbbing from being stretched so thoroughly.
Her change in position, her caught breath due to the pain, was quite a picture, and her fingers pressing the cold bed as if to get support were not indiscernible to me. The view of her like this—used, marked, owned—gave me a dark, wicked thrill.
My voice was quite low and dark as I moved my face nearer to hers. "Sister... do you want me to teach Brother Tusk again?"
Kina's breathing became irregular, and her eyes reflected a bit of weariness, but at the same time desire. "But... my pussy... is so tired..." She had bit her lip and spoke in a very low tone. "Your cock cannot be allowed again, Dexter... and if you don't want others to know about it, then—
I agreed with her point. The last thing that the tribe would want is to have my strength and virility in question. Kina then looked at Tusk, who was still there with his half-hard hand and flashing a mixture of awe and insecurity on his face.
Trying to reassure Kina, Tusk was quick with his head shake, and his voice, though shaky, was steady. "Do not be anxious, Kina. I will not disclose it to anyone."
Expelling a slow breath, Kina did let her body relax slightly, but the tension still remained in her muscles. She looked at me again; her eyes were a mixture of trust and something darker—something that indicated to me that she was fully aware of my capability.
I smiled devilishly, my hand still on her thigh, my fingers casually tracing circles on her skin. "That's good because Brother Tusk still doesn't know much... and you Sisters are going to help me teach him."
Tusk's eyes were like saucers; he was visibly tightening his grip on his cock while watching us, and his brain was working a mile a minute trying to figure out the heaviness of my implication. He wanted to learn. He had to. And when I was through with him, he would get the real definition of a cuckold: the torment of desiring a woman who is not his, but he can never deny her, the humiliation of knowing that it is his cock that will get hard upon seeing me fucking her.
But initially, I needed to verify the Cuckold God's power.
I very secretly powered Eternal Vitality. It was a little energy that was infused into Kina just enough to revitalize her—just enough that she would be strong, but definitely not enough to heal the swollen pussy between her legs. Her overly tight pussy and sore butthole would still be throbbing, but her body would have the stamina to take me again.
Kina's voice was so unexpected, it startled everyone with its tone, "Dexter... I suddenly feel like my pussy can take it..."
My lips formed a very dark and sarcastic smile. Wonderful.
It was not only a visual pleasure for me to look at her breasts—I went ahead and grabbed them with my hand, my fingers digging into the stone bed as I pulled her closer, my voice a low, commanding growl. "Brother, come over this time and watch closely."
Without thinking twice, Tusk went to the side of the stone bed, his eyes glued to the indecent act as I aligned my cock with Kina's still-swollen pussy. The head was pressed against her folds, easily parting them despite the sore young love, her wetness already covering me as I inserted the tip delicately into her entrance.
Kina kept screaming loudly, "Aaaah—!" as I continued to push inside her tight, sensitive, and her back arched. "Dexter—! It...still hurts—! But it feels so good—!!" Her voice was a blend of suffering and happiness, her fingers tearing the furs beneath her as I started fucking her, my hips slapping against her ass with every thrust.
Tusk was breathing unevenly, his arm moving in jerks as he held his cock tightly and witnessed the penetration of my cock into her, while the sounds of the wet, vile acts were resonating in the hut. "D-Dexter...!"
He was choking on the words, his eyes full of belief and agony at the same time. "She's taking you again... even though she's sore—!! How is she—ngh—! How is she still this wet—?!?"
Instead of talking to him, I intensified my attack on Kina by grabbing her hips with more force and more violent rapes of my thrusts, and in decided to continue with my deep and punishing strokes.
Kina's cries were getting louder and louder; she was sobbing profusely as her rawness was being taken by me. "Dexter—! Oh gods—! It hurts—! But I need it—!!" Her pussy was tight around me, her juices running down her thighs as her body was betraying her; her arousal was increasing despite her being sore.
Now Tusk's cock was as hard as a rock, he was applying more pre-cum at the tip as he was rubbing himself, and his eyes were stuck on the way my cock was stretching Kina's pussy, and the way her body was shaking with each and every thrust. "D-Dexter... I-I can't—" His voice was breaking, his hand speeding up, and his breath becoming ragged gasps. "My cock...it's harder than ever...just from watching—!!"
Rubbing Kina's clit in tight, relentless circles, my fingers found their way while my cock slammed into her with brutal force. The wet slap of my balls against her ass resonated throughout the hut, the sound being obscene and primal, and mingling with her desperate moans.
"Aaaaaaaaah— ummm —!! Dexter...!!" Her voice was a broken one, a sobbing cry, her body going into spasms with each thrust. "Breed me... like you bred Ruth—!!"
I had a dark, possessive growl rumble in my chest. With my fingers, I was teasing her nipples upward, and simultaneously, I was pushing my cock deeper, my hips striking her butt with a great force so that she could not help but exhale a sharp breath of air.
"You want that, Sister?" My voice was not a gentle one, my breath was uneven, and my hand was working on her more vigorously. Her tight, irritated pussy was being stretched to its absolute limit by my cock. "You want me to fill you up... just like I did her?"
"Yesss—!!" Kina's spine curved steeply, her fingers digging into the stone bed as I was hammering her, and her voice was a faint, broken sob. "I want it... I need it—!! Please, Dexter... breed me—just like you bred Ruth—!!"
A dark, possessive smirk curled my lips. I was very aware of her pussy tightening around me and her walls flapping as she was asking for my seed. However, I still had more to teach Tusk his lesson.
I let out a soft groan. I pulled out my cock from her pussy, the hut was filled with the sound of the wet pop of her folds releasing me. Kina emitted a sound of displeasure, and her body was already yearning for me again.
"Sister," I was ordering, my voice ominous and low as I rested back on the furs, my cock still erect and quite impressive, and decorated with her secretions. "Get on my dick. Let Brother Tusk see how your pussy takes me every single time."
Kina's pupils dilated, and her breathing became irregular as she realized what I was asking. No time was wasted in decision-making; she placed herself over me, her palms pressing against my chest to support herself. Her pussy was running with secretion, and her inner thighs were shiny with excitement as she was standing over my cock with her body quivering with eagerness.
Tusk's breathing was very irregular, and he was holding his cock with such a tight grip that it was pulsating as he was looking at what was happening, and he could not move his eyes from the vile act to see anything else. "D-Dexter...!" His voice was a mixture of awe and torment, all choked together and hard to get out. "She's—! She's really going to—"
Kina interrupted him before he could say more.
She let out a sound of pleasure as she brought herself down on my cock, and her pussy was opening up extremely wide in order to accommodate me. "Aaaah—!!" Her voice was a broken cry as she sank down, her walls clenching around me, her body shuddering with the intensity. "It's so deep—!!"
The hut was filled with the musky, sweet, and intoxicating scent of sex, and Kina was shining with sweat as she was on top of me, and her pussy was already dripping with secretion, and her inner thighs were shiny with excitement.
She was biting her lip, and her breathing was very uneven and desperate as she was coming down on me, her tight, swollen folds parting to take me in.
"Aaaaah—!!" Her voice turned into a moan, and then her pussy was opening up wide, and my shaft was going in inch by inch, and her walls were tightening as if they were made of steel. "It's so big—!! It's hitting me so deep—!! My womb—!! It's right there—!!"
My hands gripped her hips, my fingers sinking into her soft, trembling flesh as I pulled her down harder, my cock burying itself to the hilt inside her. The wet, obscene sound of her pussy taking me filled the hut, mixing with her desperate moans. "That's it, Sister," I growled, my voice rough with approval, my cock throbbing as her tight heat enveloped me. "Take every fucking inch. Show Brother Tusk how your pussy devours me like the greedy little slut it is."
Kina began to bounce, her tits jiggling with every movement, her pussy clenching around my cock as she rode me with wild abandon. "Ah—! Ah—! Dexter—!!" Her voice was a mix of pleasure and desperation, her body already building toward another earth-shattering orgasm.
"Look, Tusk...!! Look how deep he goes—!! Can you see—?!" Her nails dug into my chest, her breath hitching as she sank down onto me again and again, her pussy swallowing my cock with every bounce.
Tusk's cock twitched violently in his grip, his breath coming in sharp, desperate gasps. His eyes were wide, his face flushed as he watched the obscene display before him. "D-Dexter...!!" His voice cracked, his hand moving faster over his shaft, his gaze locked on the way my cock disappeared inside her, her pussy clenching around me with every movement.
"It's—! It's so filthy—!! How can she—ngh—! How can she take you like that—?! It's so deep—!!" His free hand reached out as if to touch her, but he hesitated, his fingers trembling as he watched, his mind completely consumed by the sight of Kina riding me, her body trembling with pleasure.
Kina's moans grew louder, her voice breaking into sobbing cries as she rode me harder, her pussy clenching around my cock with every bounce. "Because I feel like.. I will go crazy if I don't get his cock!!" She gasped, her nails raking down my chest, her body trembling with the intensity.
I smirked, my hands gripping her hips tighter as I thrust up into her, my cock slamming into her womb with every movement. "That's right, Sister," I growled, my voice a dark promise, my cock pulsing inside her. "And you're going to prove it. You're going to show him how a real man fucks his woman."
Kina's body convulsed, her pussy clenching around me as her orgasm built, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. "Dexter—!! I'm cumming—!!" Her voice was a broken, sobbing mess, her body trembling as she rode me harder, her pussy swallowing my cock again and again, her juices dripping down my shaft.
And then it happened.
As I buried myself to the hilt, my cock pulsing deep inside her, I came with a growl, my cum spurting into her womb. "Take it," I snarled, my voice rough with possession, my hands gripping her hips as I held her down, my cock twitching as I filled her with my seed.
"Every. Last. Fucking. Drop."Kina's body shuddered, her pussy clenching around me as her own orgasm crashed over her. But then, as my cum filled her, something unexpected happened. With a gasp, she pulled her pussy up, her body tensing as a powerful jet of fluid sprayed out, drenching me in a hot, golden shower.
"Aaaaaaaaaah—!!" Her voice was a desperate, sobbing cry as her release sprayed over my chest, my stomach, my cock, her fluids mixing with my cum as they dripped down my body. "Dexter—!! I—I can't stop—!! It's coming—!! I'm pissing—!!"
Tusk's eyes widened in shock, his cock twitching violently in his grip, his breath ragged as he watched the obscene display. "D-Dexter...!!" His voice was a choked gasp, his hand moving faster over his cock as he stared, his mind completely shattered by the sight of Kina pissing on me, her body trembling with pleasure.
"She's—! She's pissing—!! On you—!! And she's still cumming—!! How is she—ngh—! How is she doing this—?!" His cock throbbed in his grip, his body trembling with the intensity of the scene before him.
Kina's body finally collapsed forward, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps, her voice a whimpering mess as the last of her release sprayed out. "I... I'm sorry, Dexter...!!" She gasped, her body trembling, her pussy still twitching around my cock, her juices mixing with her piss as they dripped down my body. "I couldn't hold it—!!"
I smirked, my hand reaching up to grip her throat, pulling her close as I looked into her eyes, my body glistening with her release. "Don't be, Sister," I growled, my voice a dark purr, my cock still throbbing inside her.
"You're mine. And I own every part of you. Your pussy. Your womb. Even your piss." My fingers tightened slightly around her throat, my gaze locking onto hers. "And you're going to remember that every time I fuck you."
Tusk's cock throbbed violently in his grip, his breath ragged and desperate as he watched the obscene scene unfold before him. His mind was completely shattered—by the sight of me breeding his woman, by the way Kina's body had betrayed her in the most filthy, degrading way possible.
His hand moved faster over his cock, his cock twitching as he stared, his body trembling with the intensity of what he'd just witnessed. The scent of sex, of Kina's release, of my cum, filled the air, thick and intoxicating.
And then, with a choked gasp, he came—his cum spilling over his hand, dripping onto the furs beneath him as his body shuddered with the force of his orgasm. His eyes were wide, his breath ragged, his mind still reeling from the sight of Kina pissing herself, of her body convulsing with pleasure as she marked me as hers.
Kina, spent and overwhelmed, finally fainted, her body collapsing onto the stone bed, her chest rising and falling in shallow, exhausted breaths.
I looked at Tusk, who stood there dumbfounded, his cock still twitching in his grip, his expression a mix of awe and utter defeat. I casually pulled on my skirt, my voice calm but laced with a dark, possessive edge. "Brother Tusk, I'm leaving. If you find that you haven't learned well... or if you still find it difficult to make Sister Kina squirt... You can ask me."
I didn't wait for his response. I didn't even glance back as I stepped out of the hut, the weight of my dominance still lingering in the air.
The moment I stepped outside, I realized it was already afternoon. The sun hung high in the sky, casting long shadows across the cliffside. I needed to get back to Ravina and others—quickly. So I went to the side and, using my jetpack, I ascended the cliff in seconds, landing silently near the spot where Ravina and the rest of the tribe were gathered.
Something was wrong.
As soon as I approached, Ravina turned to me, her expression tense. "Dexter! You're back—! We've been searching everywhere—!"
I didn't need her to finish. The urgency in her voice told me everything. "What happened?"
"Helen went out this morning to look for the stream," Ravina said, her voice tight with worry. "She never came back. We've been searching for hours, but we can't find her anywhere."
A cold dread settled in my chest. I instantly pulled up the World Map function, my fingers moving quickly as I located Helen's position. My blood ran cold when I saw it—she wasn't alone. Two red dots pulsed beside her, a little way off from the tribe's location.
Shit.
I instantly recognized what those dots meant—Mary and Veronica. If they had Helen, I didn't even want to imagine what they'd do to her. And they had a gun.
I clenched my fists, my mind racing. "I'll find her," I said, my voice low and deadly. "Stay here. Don't follow me."
Ravina's eyes widened, her face pale with worry, but she didn't argue. She simply nodded, understanding the urgency in my voice, the deadly calm that had settled over me. I didn't have time to explain—I didn't have time for anything but action.
Without another word, I activated my jetpack and launched myself into the sky, the wind rushing past me as I soared toward Helen's location. My mind was a storm of dark thoughts, my focus razor-sharp. Mary. Veronica. Helen. The names repeated in my head like a mantra, each one fueling my determination.
It didn't take long to reach the coordinates. As I descended, the sight that greeted me made my blood boil.
The treehouse.
I landed silently on the ground, quickly stowing the jetpack back into my system storage. My eyes locked onto the scene before me—Mary and Veronica stood near the treehouse, their postures relaxed, almost smug. And there, tied up with ropes to the back of their car, was Helen.
Helen's body twisted violently against the ropes binding her to the car, her eyes wide with terror and confusion. The treehouse loomed behind Mary and Veronica like some kind of twisted monument to their power, the car's metal gleaming under the afternoon sun. The modern clothes, the strange structures—none of it made sense to her, and the fear in her voice was raw, desperate.
"My King! Save me! Save me! Help—!" she screamed, her voice breaking as she thrashed against her restraints. The words spilled from her in a frantic, breathless rush, her gaze darting wildly around the clearing as if she expected salvation to appear from the trees themselves.
Mary and Veronica exchanged a glance, their expressions shifting from amusement to irritation. "What the hell is she even saying?" Veronica muttered, her arms crossed as she watched Helen struggle.
Mary sighed, rolling her eyes. "Who cares? She's annoying." Without warning, she reached out and grabbed the waistband of Veronica's skirt, her fingers hooking into the fabric of her panties. Before Veronica could react, Mary yanked them down in one sharp motion, exposing her for just a second.
"Mary—! What the fuck—?!" Veronica yelped, her hands flying to her skirt in shock, but Mary was already moving.
With a dark smirk, Mary snatched the panties from Veronica's legs and turned back to Helen. "Shut. Up." She grabbed Helen's chin, forcing her mouth open before shoving the wadded fabric inside. Helen's muffled protests were instant, her eyes widening in horror as Mary tied the makeshift gag tightly behind her head, cutting off her pleas.
"There," Mary said, dusting off her hands with a satisfied smirk. "Now she can't annoy us while we decide what to do with her."
Veronica, still flustered, yanked her skirt back into place, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "You bitch—! You could've just used anything!"
Mary shrugged, unimpressed. "This was faster. And funnier."
Helen's muffled screams filled the air, her body still twisting against the ropes, tears streaming down her face as she tried to spit out the fabric. But Mary and Veronica had already turned their attention back to their conversation, their voices low and calculating as they discussed their next move.