Sira and Nia purred exhausted but eyes shining: "You saved us by sending us… now conquer her for us."
Solid plan: distraction below, stealthy descent from above, direct domination in the cave. Morale sky-high, village united roaring loyalty.
"Time for Sira and Nia's reward."
The night had fallen thick over the village. The fire in the main hut burned low, casting long warm shadows across the piled furs. The rest slept or pretended to sleep; only Lira and Mira had withdrawn to the adjacent hut, satisfied and secure in their place. Tonight was for Sira and Nia. They had risked everything: the ridge, the patrols, the scent of Sylva in heat. They deserved their reward.
I made them enter first. Sira came in trembling with anticipation, white ears erect, tail moving in nervous arcs. Nia behind, more restrained, but her dark eyes burned with raw hunger. Both smelled of forest, sweat, and pent-up arousal.
"Strip," I ordered hoarsely, sitting on the edge of the tallest pile of furs.
They obeyed instantly. Tunics hit the floor. Agile, sweaty bodies exposed to the amber light. Sira slimmer, small firm breasts, pink nipples already hard. Nia a bit curvier, wide hips, dark pussy glistening between strong thighs.
"First you, Sira," I said, pointing to the floor in front of me.
She knelt between my spread legs, but I shook my head.
"No. Lie on your back. Spread your legs. I want to see all of you."
She lay on the furs, thighs trembling as they parted. Her pussy was already swollen, pink lips open, clit peeking out, juices shining in the firelight.
I leaned over her. One hand on her inner thigh, the other went straight to the center. Two fingers parted her lips, feeling the wet heat and the immediate clench.
"Ahhn… Master…" she gasped, hips lifting on instinct.
I started slow. Fingers sliding along the outside first, circling the clit without touching it, spreading her own juices all over her sex. She purred deep, the vibration traveling up my arm. Then I slid one finger in, curling it upward, hunting that spot that made her arch.
I found it fast. I pressed firm while my thumb circled her clit in slow, precise strokes.
"Nngh… yes… right there!" she moaned, white tail whipping the furs.
I sped up gradually. Fingers sliding in and out at a steady rhythm, thumb pressing harder, faster. Her cunt clenched around me, hot slick walls milking my fingers. Juices dripped down my hand, pooling on the furs.
"Like it, little scout?" I growled near her ear. "This is just the beginning. When I come back with Sylva broken… I'll fuck you until you can't walk."
"Yes… Master… promise me… ahhn…!" she begged, hips bucking against my hand.
I added a third finger. Stretched her slowly, feeling her walls open hungrily. Thumb never left the clit, rubbing quick circles now. Her purr turned guttural, almost a growl. Body shaking all over.
"I'm coming… I'm coming…!" she cried hoarsely.
She squirted hard. Hot jets splashed my forearm, my thighs, the furs. Her cunt spasmed violently around my fingers, milking them while she convulsed, ears flattened, tail rigid.
I let her gasp for a moment, fingers still inside, feeling the last throbs of her orgasm. Then I pulled them out slowly, glistening with her juices. I brought them to her mouth. She licked eagerly, eyes glassy with pleasure.
"Good girl," I murmured. "Now you, Nia."
Sira crawled aside, still trembling, purring weakly. Nia took her place, lying on her back without waiting for the order. Legs spread immediately, dark soaked pussy exposed shamelessly.
"I want you to break your fingers inside me, Master," she whispered hoarsely.
I smiled dark. I knelt between her thighs. Three fingers in one go, no preamble. She gasped loud, back arching. Her cunt was tighter, hotter, walls clamping like a living fist.
I thrust my fingers fast, deep, curling them upward while my thumb massaged her swollen clit. The other hand rose to pinch a hard nipple, tugging hard.
"Ahhn… yes… harder…!" she begged, hips slamming against my hand.
I sped up. Fingers plunging in and out with controlled violence, thumb rubbing fast firm circles. Her purr turned wild, vibrating to my bones.
"Think about Sylva," I growled. "Think about how I'm going to break her tomorrow… and how afterward I'm going to fuck you while she watches chained."
"Yes… Master… fill me… break me…!" she screamed, body convulsing.
She squirted harder than Sira. Long hot jets splashed my chest, my arm, the floor. Her cunt clamped so tight it nearly trapped my fingers, violent spasms shaking her whole body.
When she finished, she panted exhausted, eyes clouded with pleasure. Both trembled at my sides, purring weakly, sweaty bodies sated.
"When I return with Sylva broken," I said hoarsely, wiping my fingers on their thighs, "I'll fuck all five of you until you beg for mercy."
"Yes… Master…" they murmured in unison, tails coiling around my legs.
I let them rest. At dawn I would leave alone for the northern ridge. The dark forest awaited. Power boiling in my veins, cock half-hard in anticipation of Sylva's legendary body surrendered beneath me.
The final infiltration was beginning.
(To be continued…)