As my cock pounded into her asshole, her body convulsed, her pussy clenching with a force that sent a violent spurt of her fluids squirting out, mixing with her piss, soaking the horse beneath her. Her breath exploded in a sharp, desperate cry, her body trembling as her orgasm crashed over her, her asshole milking my cock, her pussy dripping with her release.
"Aaaaaaaahâ!
D-Dexterâ! Iâm cummingâ! Iâm pissingâ! Iâm such a filthy slutâ!
" Her voice was a shattered scream, her body arching as her orgasm ruined her, her asshole clenching around my cock, her pussy squirting with her release.
I chuckled darkly, my cock still buried in her asshole, my voice a velvet taunt in her ear. "Thatâs right, Aunt Kerry," I growled, my fingers tightening on her hips, my thrusts slowing but not stopping, my cock grinding against her raw, used hole.
"Youâre pissing yourself like the worthless little slut you are." My lips brushed against her ear, my breath hot. "And you love it, donât you?"
Kerryâs breath hitched, her body trembling with shame, her face burning as she felt the evidence of her humiliation, dripping down her thighs. "Y-Yesâ!
I-I love itâ!
" Her voice was a broken sob, her body convulsing as my cock pounded into her asshole, her asshole milking my cock, her pussy dripping with arousal.
Ravina had already dismounted, her sharp eyes flicking to Kerry for just a moment before she turned away, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. "Get off the horse," Ravina commanded, her voice sharp. "We have work to do."
Kerryâs body trembled violently as I finally pulled out, my cock glistening with her fluidsâher asshole gapingly red and swollen, her thighs slick with the shameful mix of piss and cum.
She whimpered as she tried to move, her legs weak and unsteady, her face burning with humiliation.
I smirked, my gaze sweeping over her broken body before I stepped down, my cock still hard, still throbbing with the need for more. Without a word, I reached up and lifted Kerry off the horse, her body trembling in my arms.
She tried to clench her thighs together, her face flushed crimson as she pressed her forehead against my chest, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps.
Sabina approached the horse, her sharp eyes flicking over its sweat-drenched flank, her fingers brushing against the wetnessâKerryâs pissâsoaking into the furs and dripping down the animalâs side. But she didnât pay much attention to it. Instead, she turned away, her expression unreadable as she joined the other warriors.
Ravinaâs voice cut through the tension, sharp and commanding. "Dexter... come here."
I stepped away from Kerry, leaving her trembling and humiliated, her body still marked by the evidence of her ruin.
Ravinaâs gaze was cold, her voice dropping to a low, calculating murmur as I approached. "Where are they hiding now?"
I didnât answer with words. Instead, I pulled up the
World Map
, my eyes locking onto the pulsing red dotsâMitt, Ryan, Tusk, and the others.
They were close. Too close. A dark, cruel smirk curled my lips as an idea took root in my mind. "Theyâre just ahead," I murmured, my voice a dark purr. "But I have a special plan for Mitt."
Ravinaâs eyebrows rose, her lips curling into a smirk as she caught the meaning in my tone. "Oh?" Her voice was a dark chuckle, her gaze flicking to Kerry, who still stood trembling nearby. "Do tell."
I leaned in, my voice a whisper. "Letâs surround them. And when we do..." My smirk deepened, my gaze locking onto Ravinaâs. "Let Mitt see exactly what happens to the woman he abandoned."
Ravinaâs laughter was low and dark, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "I like the way you think, Dexter."
We moved quickly, our horses fanning out in a wide arc, Ravinaâs warriors surrounding the area where Mitt and the others were hiding.
The forest was thick, the air heavy with tension, the only sounds the rustling of leaves and the distant snap of twigs beneath our horsesâ hooves.
And thenâ
"There!" Sabinaâs voice was sharp, her spear pointing toward a dense thicket where the red dots on my
World Map
pulsed like beacons.
We closed in, our horses forming a tight circle around the hiding men. Mitt, Ryan, Tusk, and the others were dragged out, their faces twisted in anger and disappointment as they realized theyâd been caught again. Their protests were weak, their voices trembling with frustration as Ravinaâs warriors surrounded them, their spears pointed at their chests.
"Tie them up," Ravina commanded, her voice cold and unyielding.
Her warriors moved swiftly, ropes lashing around the menâs wrists, their ankles bound tightly as they were forced to their knees.
Mittâs face was a mask of defeat, his gaze flicking between Ravina and me, his voice a broken whisper.
"Dexter... Kerry..." His eyes locked onto Kerry, who stood trembling beside me, her body still marked by shame. "Iâm sorry..." His voice cracked, his head bowing in humiliation. "We couldnât protect you... or save you..."
Ravinaâs laughter was sharp and mocking, her voice dripping with disdain. "Didnât you want to run away without thinking of your woman and family?" Her gaze swept over the captured men, her lips curling into a cruel smirk. "Just to save your own life... like a coward?"
Mittâs face twisted in shame, his head dropping as the weight of her words crushed him. He had no response. There was no response.
Ravina turned her gaze to Ryan, her voice a dark taunt. "Your woman, Hina, is serving me like a slave."
Ryanâs face paled, his voice trembling as he looked up at her. "What are you going to do with us...?"
Ravinaâs smirk was cold, her voice a velvet growl. "Oh, Ryan..." She stepped closer, her spear tapping against his chest, her gaze sweeping over the bound men. "Youâll wish youâd never run."
The menâs faces twisted in fear, their bodies trembling as Ravinaâs warriors tightened the ropes around their wrists, their ankles bound so tightly they couldnât move. Tusk let out a sharp, pained hiss as the ropes bit into his skin, his voice a desperate growl. "You canât do this!"
Ravinaâs laughter was dark and mocking, her voice a sharp command. "Oh, we can." Her gaze flicked to me, her smirk deepening.