The mysterious Beastkin had suddenly appeared and moved too quickly for Jason to react.
"I could overhear some of what happened," she said, pupils slitted and focused on him. "I'm not sure what kind of trick you pulled, but this is my chance to get back at that bitch."
She was dressed similarly to the Ogres, but obviously wasn't one of them.
It took a moment for Jason to notice the choker around her neck, as well as the leash connected to it.
"Whatever happened between you and Vel has nothing to do with me," He explained. "I'm new here, and-"
"I don't care." She interrupted. "Do you have any idea… How much she has made me suffer?"
Jason had no idea.
The fact that there were no bruises or scars on her body didn't help. Her skin looked perfectly soft and tender.
It wasn't just her skin. Her musculature was far from being as developed as that of the Ogres.
She had a soft and curvy body, which implied that she was fed well enough, wasn't starved, tortured, or overworked, and gave the impression that she might actually have been treated pretty well.
"I don't." He answered honestly.
Her eyes narrowed for a moment.
"No matter," She whispered, the corner of her lips curling. "I'll just have to show you-"
The tent's entrance drape was moved, and the Beastkin moved even quicker than before.
"Chief." Three male Ogres bowed slightly as they stepped into the tent, each holding a large plate.
Two of the plates were filled to the brim with fruit, some Jason recognized, some he did not.
The third plate had a whole roasted fowl.
"Thank you." Jason nodded as they placed them down. "By the way… Is there anything you forgot to tell me about?"
The male Ogres exchanged confused looks for a moment.
"Something new you mean?"
"Since you were separated from us?"
"No, everything that has been pretty much the same…" The third sighed. "But things might change now." He added, a bit more enthusiastically.
It was the same male Ogre who had suggested Jason take the tent.
"I've been gone for a while," Jason scratched his head. "Can you remind me what your names are?"
The three quickly reminded him of their names, but Jason really only cared about Doro, who seemed to carry more influence among the male Ogres.
'Do they…' Jason thought with a gulp as they left, his eyes going to the Beastkin hiding below the table. 'Don't know about her?'
She seemed determined not to be noticed by anyone except Jason, which made her seem a bit more harmless than before.
"How about you get out from under the table, take a seat, and we can talk while we eat…?"
Jason's words trailed off as, for the second time today, a hand was placed on his bulge.
"You can talk, eat, or do anything you want for all I care. What I want…" The Cat muttered with a hungry gulp as she pressed her hand on his bulge. "Is this."
Jason raised an eyebrow, curious and confused.
They were Monsters living in the wild, sure. But weren't they a bit too forward? Especially the females.
"That bitch has made me suffer ever since she learned that their intel had been wrong, that it was a female being transported and not a male." The Cat explained, gaze stuck on the bulge she was slowly caressing. "She had a thick pole installed at the center of the other room, that room." It was obvious that she meant the one she had just leapt out of. "She would bind me to it until I couldn't move at all, and make me face this way. She was pretty popular as a Chief, because she allowed the other bitches to come in here to fuck the guys."
"You're saying that…?"
"She forced me to listen to them! To listen to them while they touched each other, kissed, and fucked like wild animals!" The Cat complained. "Sometimes, she wouldn't even close the drapes properly, just so that I could catch glimpses of the action… Do you have any idea how much I suffered? Forced to listen and watch over and over again? Unable to even touch myself?"
The story was truly riveting and heartbreaking, so much so that imagining it was starting to make Jason grow.
"I couldn't do anything… Except go into heat and suffer in frustration." She finally raised her eyes away from the bulge and to his eyes. "But thanks to the incident you induced, I was able to free myself."
Jason could feel his heart start to beat faster and faster as more blood rushed through his veins and arteries.
"What about Vel?" Jason asked for no clear reason.
"That twisted bitch didn't partake. All she wanted was to make me suffer. She thought the guys here were too weak and not her type. Vel would remain in that room with me, and she enjoyed seeing me suffer and in heat. Then, she would leave from the back of the tent whenever it got to be too much for her."
"Too much?"
"Whenever she started… Going into heat as well." The Cat answered before starting to pull down Jason's pants. "Now… It's my turn to…"
A truly twisted, perverted nympho had appeared. Or maybe, had been created by the old Chief.
Her perversion almost shocked Jason.
It was clear that she was kept here as a slave, and was "tortured" constantly.
Yet, when she managed to free herself, when she managed to break free, instead of running away from the Ogres, she decided to pounce on the first one that appeared!
"I think I just got…" Jason whispered. "A pretty good idea."
The Cat didn't hear his words at all.
Her mind had completely frozen as the Ogre's cock was revealed. It had fallen onto the end of the seat with a flap that made her ears twitch.
'It's…' She gulped. 'So much bigger than that of the others...'
The tail that had been swaying from right to left stopped moving.
'It's…' Camelia gulped. 'So much bigger than that of the others...'
The tail that had been swaying from right to left stopped moving.
"You want to get back at Vel, don't you?" Jason asked arrogantly as he noticed the expression on her face.
"Yes…" Camelia answered absent-mindedly, devouring it with her eyes.
"You said that she wanted a strong Ogre, right?" He whispered. "Well, I'm it. Not only am I strong, but I managed to defeat her."
The Cat slowly raised her gaze to meet his, and there was a slight sense of fear emerging inside of her.
"You'll have to take me before she does." Jason said as he took hold of his massive cock and pushed its tip against the Cat's cheek.
The latter pushed against the cock for a moment, before starting to turn her head, lips parting.
"Just don't bite."