"Whether you like it or not." Her lips curled into a smirk as she pulled back, her gaze sweeping over the captured women.

"And as for Ryan and the other men…" She shrugged, her tone dismissive. "We'll talk about them when they come back."

Hina's breath hitched, her fists clenching at her sides, but she didn't pull away. She couldn't. Not with Ravina's warriors surrounding them, their spears glinting in the morning light.

Then Ravina turned to me, her fingers lifting to brush against my cheek. "Hello, Dexter…" Her voice was soft, almost affectionate, but her eyes were sharp, possessive.

Kerry reacted instantly, her body moving between us as she pulled me behind her, her voice fierce. "Don't harm Dexter!"

The movement made the fabric of her skirt ride up, revealing the curve of her ass, the shadowed crack between her cheeks. My eyes flicked to it for just a second—just long enough—before Ravina's gaze followed.

A slow, knowing smirk spread across Ravina's face. "Hmm…" Her fingers tapped against her chin, her eyes lingering on Kerry's exposed skin. "And who are you?" Her voice was a purr, dark and amused.

Ravina's fingers trailed along the edge of her spear, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "I'm just looking for our healer…" She stepped closer, her tone dropping to a whisper, her gaze flicking back to me, dark and possessive.

"And don't forget…" Her smirk deepened, her eyes locking onto mine. "This tribe is mine now." Her voice was a velvet threat, her fingers tightening around the shaft of her spear. "Including Dexter."

Kerry's breath hitched, her body tensing as she pressed closer to me, her voice a desperate whisper. "Dexter…"

I didn't flinch. I didn't fight. I simply stepped forward, my voice calm, my tone firm. "Don't harm Aunt Kerry." My gaze met Ravina's, unyielding, my jaw set. "I'll listen to you."

Ruth's voice rang out, sharp with panic, her fingers clutching at the air as if she could pull me back. "Dexter, don't—!"

But Ravina only smiled, her lips curling into something dark and satisfied, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Oh…" Her voice was a purr, amused and thick with victory. "It's good…"

She stepped closer, her gaze sweeping over the women of the Kronos Tribe—Ruth, Ada, Kina, Vera—all of them still clad in their flimsy leaf skirts, their bodies tense with fear and confusion.

Ravina's smirk deepened as she turned to Sabina and the other warriors, her voice dropping to a command. "Yank them away." Her fingers twitched, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Pull the leaves covering their nipples. In our tribe, we don't wear anything." Her eyes flicked over the women, her voice cold and final. "So now, you are also our tribe."

The men tied to the trees groaned, their eyes squeezed shut, their faces twisted in disgust and humiliation. But the women—Ruth, Ada, Kina, Vera—stood frozen, their leaf skirts clinging to their hips, their leaf coverings barely concealing their nipples, their bodies trembling with a mix of fear and something darker, something feral.

Ravina's voice cut through the silence, cold and commanding. "Strip them."

Sabina didn't hesitate. She stepped forward, her fingers hooking into the edge of Ruth's skirt, the flimsy leaves tearing away with a sharp rip. Ruth gasped, her hands flying up to cover herself, but it was too late.

The skirt fell to the ground, leaving her completely exposed. Her pussy was on full display, a thick thatch of dark, curly pubic hair framing her swollen lips, glistening with a thin sheen of arousal. Her nipples, hard and dark, jutted out from her full breasts, the leaf covering them torn away in the next instant, leaving them bare and aching.

Ruth whimpered, her arms crossing over her chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but her body betrayed her—her thighs pressing together, trapping the heat between them, her pussy clenching around nothing, aching for something to fill it.

Next was Ada. Sabina's hands gripped her skirt, yanking it free with a single, brutal motion. The leaves tore away, revealing Ada's body in all its mature glory—her pussy thick with dark, wiry hair, her lips already swollen with arousal, her nipples large and dark, standing erect from her heavy breasts.

Ada's breath hitched, her fingers twitching at her sides, but she didn't cover herself. She couldn't. Not when her body was already responding, her pussy damp and aching, her nipples hard and sensitive. The men tied to the trees groaned, their eyes squeezing shut, unable to bear the sight of their elder woman—their mother—exposed so shamelessly.

Kina was next. Her skirt was torn away, revealing her lithe, toned body, her pussy a neat triangle of dark hair, her lips already glistening with arousal. The leaf covering her nipples was yanked free, her small, perky breasts exposed, her nipples hard and dark, standing out against her golden skin.

Kina's breath came in sharp gasps, her fingers curling into fists, her body trembling with a mix of shame and need. She tried to cover herself, but Sabina's hand shot out, gripping her wrist, forcing her arms back down. "No hiding," Sabina growled, her voice thick with amusement. "You're ours now."

Vera was last. Her skirt was ripped away, revealing her full, lush body, her pussy thick with blonde, curly hair, her lips already swollen and damp. The leaf covering her nipples was torn free, her large, heavy breasts exposed, her nipples dark and erect, standing out against her pale skin.

Vera's breath hitched, her fingers twitching at her sides, but she didn't cover herself. She couldn't. Not when her body was already responding, her pussy damp and aching, her nipples hard and sensitive.

The men tied to the trees groaned again, their faces twisting in disgust, their eyes squeezing shut, unable to bear the sight of their women—their sisters, their mothers—exposed so shamelessly.

Ravina stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the captured women, her voice a dark purr. "There. Now you look like us." Her fingers trailed along the edge of her spear, her smirk deepening as she watched the Kronos women tremble.

"No more hiding." Her eyes locked onto mine, her voice dropping to a whisper. "This is what it means to be part of the Overlord Kingdom."

The women stood exposed, their bodies trembling, their pussies damp and aching, their nipples hard and sensitive.

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